Versatile Mage

He quickly caught up with Jiang Shaoxiang, and Movan's brain was also a young girl called Miyata. He could not wave for a long time.

Similar to ghosts, but not ghosts. Movan wonders why he can see them, but Jiang Shaoxiang can't see them?

“Boring man.” Jiang Shaoxiang glanced at Movan and walked ahead.

Anyway, she was disappointed in Movan, using such childish means.

She doesn't think it's a bad thing for a man to think about how to flirt with women and take advantage of women. After all, who makes himself natural and fragrant, but that way was really boring, not at all...

In fact, Jiang Shaoxiang was quite afraid of this kind of thing. Otherwise, she would not have asked Movan to accompany her down the mountain. Even if she knew that Movan was joking, it would be difficult for her to accept it!

“Okay, I'm bored, I'm back in the temple, and now I'm full of questions.” Movan was angry to see her, and he was too lazy to wait.

“No, I'll be right back with something.” Jiang Shaoxiang glanced at him.

“Really, the beggar is still so draggy. Do I look like such a bore person? I told you that someone is someone...”

By the time we got to the city, the popularity was sudden. To be honest, Movan was not used to that sense of silence anymore, as if abandoned by the world, and died alone in the mountains. Still good for big cities, reinforced cement big glass walls, luxury cars, trams, moving cars, girls, adults, mature women...

This western bear city is very clean, you can see all the special island city slopes, Panshan Road, and misplaced houses on both sides, separate little yard, several old trees, can stay all afternoon...

Going to the bustling main street, Jiang Shaoxiang bought some skincare products, some snacks and nothing special.

When I was about to go back, I saw a liquor house, which opened at the junction of two less prosperous streets, backed by a bumpy mountain bag, a lantern and a plankboard in Japanese with dishes on it.

“Go, have a few drinks.” As soon as Jiang Shaoxiang saw this small house, as if it had no resistance at all, he sat down with Movan.

As soon as someone else's boss saw the girl with such a symbol, he smiled, his eyes were stitched into a stitch, his mouth opened, yellow teeth appeared, and the Japanese smelled like oysters.

Movan looks at the boss and doesn't understand what he is saying, but Movan doesn't understand. Why do the Japanese talk like the Korean side? The mouth type should be so draped along the tone. Why don't you shut your mouth when you're finished? Do you have to keep the last syllable and reveal your teeth?

Jiang Shaofu and the boss talked a few words, the boss made two pots of sake, one bottle and one ice bottle to ensure the taste of sake.

Without drinking this, Movan almost poured the sake down against the ice water below, and Jiang Shao smiled directly at Movan's shoulder.

“It's my first time in Japan.” The owner has changed his language and is still thinking about Movan's feelings.

“Yeah.” Movan nodded, pointing to the grill stall, wanting a squid that had been roasted to begin to nourish the scent.

“Where do you live?” The squint boss asked.

“In the temple.” Movan pointed to the side of his finger, which brightened the temple of a little starfire.

The squinting boss's eyeballs suddenly squeezed out of the stitched orbit, and the roasted squid motion was frozen.

“You... where do you live? Ming Temple??” The bartender's voice became strange.

“Yeah.” What Movan had seen in the expression of the bartender's face happened to have a lot of greetings in his mind, so he asked, "Is there something strange going on at the temple? ”

“Oh, no, but don't stay there. It's not a good temple. It used to be a good temple, not anymore.” The bartender said.

“Just tell me, we are new here too...” Jiang Shaoxiang also got curious, blinking like a kitten, the voice is even softer to hear people bones.

The owner of the liquor house is not an old ghost. He looks horrible and doesn't dare to say anything, but his mouth is out of control. He lowered his voice: “There, something happened to the soul! ”

“The soul thing??” Movan glared up.

“It turns out that the Temple of Luang Ming is a very good marriage temple, even young men and women from other cities will come to admire it, but then somehow, after a young man went there, he somehow fainted and couldn't wake up, even many healing magicians couldn't heal... an old man said that they were hooked up with souls, there was an empty shell still alive, the soul was gone.” The bartender said.

Movan couldn't help but open his mouth.

Jiang Shaoxiang beside her was totally listening to the story, and she loved the nonsense of the voices painted by the owners of the Japanese liquor store.

“You guys, if anything happens to you living there, you better pretend you don't see it..." The boss's voice is even lower.

“What if I don't pretend I don't see it?” Movan asked.

Speaking of which, Movan believed a little.

“That would be trouble, the soul would be taken away!” The bartender said.

“Jiao Jiao Jiao, if you want to talk about the ability to snatch souls, I will too, don't believe you guys... Hmm ~” Jiang Shaoxiang gave a flying kiss, the cat's eyes still a heavy blink.

The passers-by was already a little drunk. Jiang Shaoxiang made him feel a little drunk and couldn't help but get up.

Jiang Shaoxiang saw the look of the man's wolf. He laughed and laughed. The fox's breath spread out.

“If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do.” The owner of the liquor store didn't say anything, and I didn't think it was funny.

Movan still wants to hear it, but the boss doesn't say anything, which makes Movan squid tasteless...

……

After a night snack, the two of them walked up the stairs, and Movan was worried that Miyata would show up, so he looked to his right.

“You can't really believe this, can you? Don't be ridiculous. Such an adult still believes in this kind of thing.” Jiang Shaoxiang scoffed at Movan.

“You don't believe my words, you don't believe my boss's words, you just have to believe in yourself...” Movan said.

Miyata didn't show up, and Movan and Jiang Shao flocked back to the temple room, where the lights were still on and it was bright.

In order to save money, temples don't light very many lights on weekdays, usually oil lights, which is really ancient. It's just that when Movan and Jiang Shao came back, the lights were on, and you could already see the blurred shadows that were drawn from those rooms, and someone was walking around the house.

“Did you find it?” Ejiangtu asked.

“No, it seems to have really disappeared.” Jiang Yu said.

The two men were talking, Movan and Jiang Shaoxiang slipped in, and a group of people immediately brushed their eyes and projected at each other, looking at the ghost.

“Who's missing?” Movan asked immediately.

“You guys, we've been looking for you for half a day. I thought you were missing. Where the hell have you been? We were worried sick.” Jiang Yu said.

“We just bought something down the hill… what happened, so nervous?” Jiang Shaoxiang saw that the atmosphere was not right and asked hastily.

The house was bored for a moment and no one answered.

Movan looked away and found a man missing from the team.

One more lap and Movanton's cold!

Zhao Manyan!

Zhao Manyan is not here!!