Otherworldly Merchant

Out of the theater, the sky had darkened, a large group of people walked down the street, dressed in all kinds of strange clothes, singing and jumping, and a few colored cars slowly opened up behind. Some of them had a big drum on them, some bareback dudes were beating drums there, and some of them were standing on a sexy old red woman with fox ears on their heads and a couple of prop tails behind them, twisting the snake waist and dancing all sorts of demonic dances.

Pedestrians on the road cheered like crazy, surrounded by colored cars.

This is probably some sort of celebration or something, because they're meeting Lee Ma Zi here, so I bought some kanto boiled in a small stall with the T-shirt guy, and I ate and watched.

The boss said something to us, and I answered that I didn't speak Japanese, and he suddenly realized, he took a piece of paper, a pen, and wrote a line on it, and handed it to me.

That's Japanese, but it's filled with a lot of traditional Chinese characters. I can actually read a seven, seven, eight, which means it's the annual Rice Lotus Festival, and we're lucky enough to catch up.

I said it back with a pen. Is it about the harvest?

The boss couldn't understand the phrase. The T-shirt man took the pen and wrote it in a traditional way. The boss nodded and wrote: Yes, do you Chinese worship rice lords too?

So I also replied to him in Traditional script, because I often turned over the ancient books that my grandfather left behind, and I also wrote some of the Traditional scripts that I used. I said that Chinese fox fairy culture was prevalent in the past, and there were many fox fairy statues, and I also said that I appreciated the respect of their country for traditional culture.

The boss said "Arigado” (thank you) and wrote on the paper: He especially likes Chinese food and drinks. There are so many different kinds of things to do. I really admire Chinese cooking, unlike Japan.

He also enjoys watching Chinese television dramas, like "Juggle" and "Lamping List", which have been broadcast in Japan. He felt that the Chinese costume drama was not as modest as the TV drama in their country.

When he finished, he improvised a line in "Still Juggle", reached out and said in raw Chinese: "Ziwei, don't go!” It made us all laugh. I think the boss is so funny...

I wrote on paper, I also loved watching Japanese anime, "Fire Shadow Ninja", "Chinese Little Owner" and so on. A lot of classic anime is just a generation of childhood memories, and the Japanese gaming industry is also very good. I used to play Super Mary, Soul Douro, Fist King and so on when I was little.

Of course I didn't say I had a lot of little island movies on my computer.

We really enjoyed the conversation. People who did not understand the two languages actually had a friendly exchange of Sino-Japanese culture. Later, Xiao Gao said that Japanese had both Chinese characters and film fake writing methods. Chinese characters were understandable and communication was basically unimpeded. Sun Zhongshan had spoken to Japanese fishermen's pens before, and Liang Qichao, who had translated many Japanese books, did not actually understand Japanese at all.

The boss gave us two bottles of liquor, I had nothing to give back, the money was too vulgar, I simply pulled a Tibetan Bodhisattva charm from his body and gave it to him, and wrote on the paper: This is a spirit charm that can avert evil.

The boss held it in his hand when he loved it as much as a baby, carefully sticking it on his trolley.

“The boss is nice.” I said to the T-shirt man.

“Hmm.” He nodded.

We drank barbecue, ate Kanto boiled, continued to watch the festival, the more wonderful it was back there, there were many Japanese playing ancient gods, traveling in the crowd, what heavenly gods, Suzo's man, Hui Night Ji, I don't know the rest.

In a colored car, the two men dressed as Abe Sunshine and in front of the corn algae were fighting, acting as beautiful as dance.

The T-shirt man suddenly pointed in one direction and said to me, I saw a colored car slowly coming over, on a lotus table, lying on a white fox, next to several witches dancing with all sorts of magic instruments, the white fox is exactly like the demon fox we saw yesterday in Osaka!

It sees us, squints its eyes, like it's mocking.

Let me ask the boss, what's the name of that fox?

The boss says the fox is shrine-fed, very famous and spiritual, and many people go to the top every day to worship.

I asked him, has this fox ever left Kyoto?

The boss stunned and laughed. I looked at the colored car again and found it to be just a ceramic fox, beautifully made.

The owner wrote on the paper, saying that the fox was not alive, but made of ceramic. It was found in the ruins of the Old Palace more than a decade ago. The shrine suddenly offered the ceramic fox as a sacrifice, becoming a mascot of the people of Kyoto, and only exhibited it once a year at this time.

“It's a shady thing, and it's quite powerful.” The T-shirt man said coldly: "The white fox we met that day, it was probably the illusion...”

I nodded, I didn't expect to see shadows in Japan, and a man's expertise determines what he sees, as if geologists would notice the local land wherever they go, botanists would notice plants wherever they go.

So after two years of grinding, I was a qualified shady trader.

After the parade, I still felt a little unexpected. A moment later, Li Mazi and others came back. They went to the nearby mall and bought a large bag of things, and it looked like they were having a good time.

I told them that they missed the most fun things, like snow, and they said, "What's so good about a florist parade? It's not like I haven't seen it on TV. ”

“Then we'll go to the seafood tonight, and you'll just have to look around, it's the same anyway.” I stalled.

As the snow stared at me, I went to Li Mazi for help. Li Mazi said helplessly: “Zhang Jia Xiao, will you let my wife have a little? She's careful what you don't know. ”

“Who cares!? ”

Snow pulled out a wooden hammer and chased Li Mazi all the way. Li Mazi ran and shouted for his life. It stopped for half a day.

I am deeply saddened that these two are not really unjust people.

After we said goodbye to the boss, we went to dinner and went back to the hotel to rest.

Everyone was very excited about the day and, not wanting to sleep for now, went to the bar above the hotel for a while and ordered a few drinks.

Li Mazi has been staring at Japanese beauties who often come and go. She was taught a lesson by her ears like snow. Japanese girls don't say how beautiful they are, but they are especially dressed. No wonder Japanese makeup will become popular in China these two years.

I asked Yin Xinyue, “Leader, can I have a look? ”

“Look!” Yin Xinyue waved her hands heavily: “Actually, I think these girls are pretty good at dressing up. I really want to learn makeup from them. ”

Not long ago, such as Snow said that she was tired, let Li Mazi send her back to rest. She had two small bites to spend some time alone. We weren't so blind, so I ordered three more cocktails and an orange juice.

I just had a sip of wine and suddenly the phone rang. At first glance, it was Li Mazi. I was wondering if something was wrong with him. It's obviously a hotel and it's expensive to roam internationally.

The phone kept ringing and I had to press to answer and ask him what was going on.

“Brother Zhang, no, we are trapped!” Li Mazi's voice said anxiously.

“Are you trapped in the elevator? Don't worry, I'll get you a hotel attendant right away.” I shouted in panic.

“No, no, it's the stairs, we're stuck in the stairs...” said the other side of the phone.