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Kato Megumi looked at him who was obviously reacting, her eyes lingering on the bamboo tube, her eyes moving slightly: "Is this what Fuhaya mentioned, the thing left behind by the person she loved in her other life?"

"It's not something left behind." Nomiyama said softly, "She found a way to cross time and find me from the past. This thing is her present, and it's also my present."

Reaching out, he felt around his body, pulled out a pen, and then began to open the bamboo tube.

Kato Megumi paused for a moment and carried a pen with her, which meant that she had actually been waiting for this bamboo tube.

Opening her mouth, she said, "Fengzao is looking forward to this bamboo tube."

"Yeah." Nomi-san took out the paper and didn't deny it. "I haven't received it in almost three years."

Spreading out the paper, the content was simple and ordinary, continuing the previous conversation.

He did learn how to roast chicken and fish a long time ago, but the taste is still not as good as mine.

Nomiyama pondered for a moment, then picked up his pen and wrote: [Some people can't be spoiled. I think he can learn other dishes as well. You can try, so you can have him prepare meals every day.]

He put it into a bamboo tube and threw it into the river.

During this time, Kato Megumi just watched quietly without saying much, until he sat on the slope, looking at the water with both expectation and sadness.

Reaching out and placing her hand on his, Kato Megumi said softly, "Kazehaya, you seem to be in such a complicated mood."

"I'm sorry." Nomiyama was silent for a moment, "I made you worry."

He took a deep breath and said, "I've been waiting for a long time. Everyone who knew her told me she was dead. I had no way to contact her, so I had no choice but to wait for this bamboo tube."

"I want to be honest with her and ask her what happened in the past. Why did she die? Why couldn't I save her at that time?"

"But I can't ask. I don't know what her attitude would be towards my current exploration of her. I know so little about her. I can only think that just being able to connect is good. That's enough. At least there's still a thread connecting us."

Having said that, he turned to look at Hui and held her hand instead: "Sorry, the situation here seems to be a bit too complicated. This is not handsome at all."

Kato Megumi said softly, "It's a bit complicated."

She tightened her grip, pricking his flesh with her nails. "But it's not uncool. If Feng Haya had no emotions at all and always remained calm as if he didn't care, then he would be truly uncool. I wouldn't want to get close to a Feng Haya like that because it would be scary."

Nomiyama looked at her and blinked: "I can't help myself when Kei makes such a handsome statement."

Kato Megumi's expression remained unchanged: "Well, what can't I help? Can't help but be moved? But it seems so easy to make Fenghaya unable to help but be moved. There is no sense of accomplishment at all."

Nomiya felt his waist being pinched and tried hard to think of how to respond. Fortunately, the fishing rod responded at this time, so he raised his hand and took the bamboo tube again.

Xue Wan: [That probably won’t work. There are no pots and pans in the mountains. He’s too lazy to come down the mountain, and I’m too lazy to prepare anything.]

Kato Megumi looked at the paper quietly and did not disturb him again.

Nomiyama wrote on the paper: [Then let him grill fish and chicken all the time. In short, he can't be idle.]

Xue Wan: [Is it so excessive?]

Fenghaya: [This is called training his ability to live independently]

Xue Wan: [But what if I want to give him roast chicken?]

Kazehaya: [Hold on, is there something wrong with you? Shouldn't you be craving the food he prepared?]

Xue Wan: [I can’t help it, who made me like him?]

Feng Zao: [No future]

Xue Wan: [Be more polite, kid!]

Fenghaya: [I’m sixteen years old! ]

Xue Wan: [I’m twenty-six years old! ]

Fenghaya: [Is it a big deal to be old?]

Xue Wan: [Being older is amazing! ]

Fenghaya: [Heh]

Xue Wan: [Tsk, you seem quite excited this time?]

Nomi-san thought for a moment, then picked up his pen and wrote: [My friend is back, and we can meet tomorrow, so I’m quite happy.]

Xue Wan: [Huh? A sour smell. No more chatting. I'm going to the back hills to play with him. Bye.]

But I didn't want to lie to you. My expression shifted, and Nomiyama wrote: [When will we contact each other next time? It's been almost three years since we last stopped talking. You can't say it's been another three years, right?]

He stood up, looked at the flowing river, raised his hand and threw the bamboo tube over.

Just as the bamboo tube was about to fall to the surface of the water, a small hand in shackles stretched out from underwater, grabbed it before it fell into the water, and then pulled it down and disappeared.

Nomiyama narrowed his eyes, his expression turned cold, and he picked up the fishing rod.

"Keiko, stay away from the riverbank. I'll be back soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, he plunged into the river.

Kato Megumi looked at the slope that suddenly became empty. She had no intention of showing off. She just quietly picked up her belongings and walked up the slope.

Standing by the road, she gazed at the seemingly ordinary river surface, thinking slightly.

The abnormal situation happening to Feng Zao is definitely not something he can get involved in, but there is no need to worry too much, because Feng Zao is very powerful and he will definitely protect himself.

That’s right, why does that hand feel like it belongs to a girl?

Chapter 122: There is never a shortage of locked-up people in the world

There is another Sanzu River below the Sanzu River.

Nomiyama has always known about this, and he also knows that there is a black fog at the bottom of the river that is the passage to that world.

But he had never been there and had no interest in going there.

The reason is simple: she wasn't there.

It was the world of the dead, and he was still alive.

It's just that sometimes, things do happen that are unexpected.

Jumping into the river, he was like a torpedo, rushing straight towards the black fog at the bottom of the river.

Without hesitation or pause, he plunged into the black fog.

There wasn't much change to the eyes, the indistinct black fog was still swirling around.

The only thing worth mentioning is that it has become even more gloomy.

The body is still in the water until one moment, the feeling of water breaking comes.

The body returns to the world of air and begins to fall freely.

Nomiya looked up and saw black mist surging, boundless and vast, like a black cloud covering the entire world.

He lowered his head and looked down. What he saw was an empty plain covered with gravel. Only under his feet was something different. A canyon with no end in sight cut through the world. The canyon was very wide, hundreds of meters wide.

In such a vast space, the group of dead people were just lined up in a row, one in front and one behind.

No wonder Senior Ryoko said that there seemed to be no end in sight. With such a queue, it would take an eternity before it was her turn.

His gaze paused for a moment at the golden light gate in the sky. Nomiya lowered his head and looked for the person who took his bamboo tube while falling.

Soon, he stopped searching because the other person was the only one standing outside the team, and he didn't leave, but just looked up at him, as if he was simply waiting.

His hair was blown by the wind caused by the free fall, and Nomiya gripped the fishing rod tightly and fell into the canyon.

With a loud bang, he pulled his legs out of the broken ground, and the numb ghosts in line separated him from the man.

"Give it back."

"If it's not yours, why should I return it to you?" The man tossed the bamboo tube in his hand.

Nomiyama was silent for a moment, then said in a more serious tone, "I'm not a rule-follower. I don't mind beating children."

Yes, a child. On the other side of the long line was a little girl less than 1.5 meters tall, with a delicate face like a lovely angel, but her hands and feet were shackled with broken chains. She was wearing a black samurai suit with a white lace, black hair and red eyes.

Nomiyama didn't take action immediately because of the other party's attire.

Probably another acquaintance of hers.

"Heh." The little girl just sneered, "Then fight."

Nomiya nodded.

He exerted force with his feet, jumped over the line of ghosts and landed on the opposite side. The moment his feet touched the ground, he disappeared.

The next moment, a turquoise fishing rod appeared beside the girl, and without pause or hesitation, it pulled her out mercilessly.

The girl saw his movements and did not simply block it with her body. Instead, she surrounded her hands with black mist and used it to block it.

The fishing rod instantly shattered the black mist and fell to her side.

The girl was blown away like a cannonball.

With a loud bang, she smashed into the rock wall, sending debris flying everywhere.

Nomiyama took a few steps holding the fishing rod and spoke again: "Say it again, give it back to me, it's very important to me."

A hand stretched out from the rubble and threw out the bamboo tube, followed by a sentence.

"Important? Then why didn't you save her?"

Nomiyama took the bamboo tube and frowned: "What do you mean?"

The girl pushed aside the gravel in front of her and walked out expressionlessly: "Literally."

"I've erased my memory. If you want to talk, please be clear."

The girl smiled when she heard this. She spread her hands and said, "I won't tell you. Want to know? Come, open my head and see if there's any answer in my brain."

Nomiya looked at her, turned around, jumped up, and landed on the other side of the team.

The girl gritted her teeth and said, "Sooner or later you will remember it, sooner or later you will regret it, and realize how stupid you were."

Nomiyama ignored her and just walked quietly towards where he fell.

This person came out deliberately to provoke him, as if venting the depression that had nowhere to vent. She was a riddler, but she was destined not to tell riddles because she really didn't care about death.

At first, the old man wanted to say a few more words to him, but this guy was just a coward who was not afraid of death, so there was no need to talk to him any more.

The clear and tender voice continued to come: "You shouldn't exist. Everyone in heaven and on earth wants to kill you. She is the only one who said she liked you, but you didn't save her!"

Nomiya turned around.

"This is between me and her."

"None of your business, little brat."

As soon as he finished speaking, Nomiya exerted force with his feet, and with the explosion, he rushed straight towards the sky where he fell.

The girl in black watched him jump into the sky and kicked the stones at his feet away.

"You're just a brat, and your whole family is a brat."

"Oh, you're an orphan."

She turned and walked along the rock face in the direction of the queue.

The shackles on her hands and feet made a clanging sound, but she seemed not to notice and just walked with a blank expression.

Until somewhere, she stopped.

It was an ordinary stone wall, but there were four chains hanging on it, the same black color as the chains on her hands and feet, and there were two stones in front of the stone wall.

Turning around, she sat on one of the stones and quietly looked at the ghosts with numb expressions and stiff movements.

"Big sister, he went down the mountain as you wished, but you are already dead. What's the point?"

"Big sister, this is what you expected, so I didn't tell him about the past. I just went to annoy him a little."

"But he'll remember it sooner or later."

Turning her head, she looked at the stone next to her where a person, or rather a ghost, once sat.

"What's the point of sitting there for a thousand years, then reincarnating after seeing his appearance after he descends the mountain? Will he miss you?"

"Since I like him, wouldn't it be simple to reshape my body and get closer to him, a living being of flesh and blood? Why would I just give up and enter the cycle of reincarnation?"

After she finished speaking, she fell silent.

Until one moment, the sound of shackles and chains rubbing and colliding was heard.

The girl rubbed her eyes.