Although Song Yin has been mentally prepared, he still completely underestimated the extent of Marisa's popularity, not that Song Yin hates to go out with Marisa for a while, but how much should he lock the door or something? It's a bit like pulling yourself out like this... Song Yin sat behind Marisa and sighed, holding the huge package in her hand, barely maintaining her balance. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info this Marisa seems to be taking care of him and not as fast as before, but flying slowly, which makes Song Yin feel a little rare, but I didn't expect Marisa to be careful.

After Marisa and Song Yin flew out of the world, they slowly flew towards the southeast side, Song Yin was a little strange, because this direction was far away from the world of the world, and it was the lost bamboo forest when he first entered Gensokyo, Song Yin even remembered the route when Suzusen sent him out of the lost bamboo forest and came to the world, could it be that Marisa was going to take him to the Eternal Pavilion this time? But Marisa probably doesn't know about the Eternal Pavilion. Song Yin was puzzled, but the broom shook slightly, and before the bamboo forest in the distance was revealed, the broom began to turn and flew to the west. Song Yin reacted at this time, Marisa seemed to have taken a long detour, and soon, Song Yin could already see the towering trees not far away, and the Forest of Magic was about to be in front of him. At this time, Marisa suddenly turned around and instructed, "Song Yin, hurry up, we're already here." ”

"Huh?" Song Yin felt a slight shaking of his body, and hurriedly grabbed the corner of Marisa's clothes with a free hand, and then the broom swooped down, after all, Song Yin still had to hold such a large package in his hand, it was really difficult, at such a speed, Song Yin was even worried that he would be thrown out, and his face became a little pale. "Marisa! Wait, slow down! Song Yin screamed in panic, but she could only hear Marisa's laughter in front of her, and there was no sign of slowing down, and the entire broom fell.

The broom dropped vertically from mid-air to the height of the ground, and then began to accelerate and fly, Song Yin reluctantly opened his eyes, looking at the rapidly passing scenery around him, and his heart slowly calmed down from a high place, but his face was still so ugly, in the process of falling, Song Yin really thought that he was going to be thrown out for a moment, although he did like the excitement of flying at high speed, but this was really a bit too much, and he thought that Marisa's careful thoughts disappeared all of a sudden.

Just as Song Yin was secretly slandering, a scene in the distance slowly became clear with the distance, and the broom slowly slowed down, and it seemed that the place Marisa said was almost there. When Song Yin reacted, the broom had already stopped in mid-air, Marisa said "hey", jumped off the broom with a high witch hat, and then turned back and greeted, "Hey! Hurry down, we're here, be careful with the package! ”

It seemed that she was worried about the contents of her bag, and she didn't know what it was. Song Yin thought like this and responded: "I know, I know!" Then Marisa jumped off the broomstick. For Song Yin now, such a height will not cause him any trouble, but there is still no way to be as easy as Marisa and them. Song Yin made a muffled sound after he landed, and he couldn't help but half-squat down, slowing down the momentum for a moment before he could stand up. Marisa, on the other hand, was very relaxed, tapping her toes lightly, as if the height would not affect her at all.

Only then did Song Yin have a chance to look around, which seemed to be the entrance to the Magic Forest. The Forest of Enchanted Magic can be accessed from all over the world, but there is only a clear path that leads deep into the forest, which is much safer in normal times, but even the path is at risk of being attacked after the vampire mutation begins. But what caught Song Yin's attention even more was another building. It was a building that looked a little messy, and it was a mess, but it was just a simple style. Song Yin looked at the house in disbelief, showing a miserable expression.

No matter who it is, seeing a building that will be Chinese, Japanese, Western, and some inexplicable I don't know where the style is mixed together will show such an expression, although it is said to be exotic, but this is a little too much, from the door and window or something seems to be Japanese, but the roof has ancient Chinese eaves and cornices, and even the roof has something similar to glazed tiles. The exterior wall is typical European style, which makes people feel messed up at first glance.

There are three words on this strange building, which are called together: Xianglin Hall. Marisa seemed to be very familiar with this place, and ran over very simply, and Song Yin had no choice but to follow when she saw this. When she arrived at the door of the Shorindo, Marisa didn't pull the door open, but raised her leg and kicked it over. "Boom", where can the Japanese-style paper door withstand such a lot of strength from Marisa? The entire door was kicked down, and Marisa grinned and shouted, "Larin! I'm coming! Song Yin looked at this scene dumbfounded, and secretly thought to herself about the key question of whether she should run away while the shopkeeper had not come out.

"Marisa!" A voice that should have been very gentle, but at this time it seemed to be a headache, and before the two of them could wait, the shopkeeper rushed out, and when he saw the door under his feet that Marisa had stepped on, his eyebrows couldn't help jumping, as if he was holding back his anger, he pointed at Marisa, his fingers shaking, but he didn't know what to say.

Song Yin, who was following behind, was secretly looking at the shopkeeper of Xianglintang at this moment, he had short white hair and black-framed glasses that were rare in a double room, looking very elegant, of course, if you ignore his angry expression at this time. He was dressed in a strange outfit that looked somewhat similar to the robes worn at festivals, with a pair of boots and leggings tied around his calves. Around his waist, as if because of the shopkeeper, hung a small pale red bag, a bit like a portable bag for money. Even from the outside, this shopkeeper has an elegant or indifferent temperament, as well as the inhuman atmosphere that Song Yin is already very familiar with.

Marisa grinned and walked in, the white-haired shopkeeper watched Marisa step on his door, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, Marisa said in an indifferent tone, "It's just a door, anyway, Xianglin, you can fix it soon, isn't it." And I've already made a small move this time, so don't blame me anymore. ”

Hearing this, Song Yin smiled bitterly, no matter how you say it, it seems like she is deliberately annoying, right? Would anyone really accept that? However, what made Song Yin feel speechless was that when the shopkeeper heard such words, he really suppressed his anger and replaced it with a helpless face. The shopkeeper known as "Xianglin" sighed deeply, Marisa can be said to have seen it since he was a child, so he naturally knows what kind of character this guy is. And one thing she was right about was that this time Marisa was already a small move, at least she didn't blast his walls with a magic cannon, or blow the roof of Xianglin Hall into the air. It's just a matter of kicking the door open, but it's much simpler.

"Forget it, come in, don't step on the door again, it's easier to repair." The shopkeeper shook his head, his tone indifferent again, as if he hadn't seen what had happened before. Marisa seemed to know that he would react like this, and ran in with a smile and a jump. Song Yin hesitated, but had no choice but to follow.

After passing through the foyer, it seemed to Song Yin that it was really a bit of a mess. You can see that this was originally a shop that sold things, but because it hadn't been sorted out for a long time, there were so many things that there were all kinds of strange things on the shelves and on the floor, and even strange things were placed on the chairs next to it. Song Yin raised his head and could see that there was also the same electric light in the Xianglin Hall as Suzuna-an, but the brightness seemed to be a little brighter than Suzuna-an, because the room was brighter than expected. When Song Yin looked around, he realized why Marisa would surprise him by saying that this place would surprise him, but in fact, the surprise brought to him by this place was far more than Marisa expected.

In this strange store, Song Yin saw too many familiar things, and most of the goods placed in a mess were actually things that were only available from the outside world! The mobile phone on the shelf, the computer monitor on the ground like tatters, and an LCD TV on the chair made Song Yin feel as if she had come to the outside world again. Song Yin didn't even have time to speak, so she hurriedly pounced, stretched out her hand and gently stroked the computer monitor that she hadn't seen for a long time, there was already a layer of dust on it, and as long as the monitor was really unusable. Song Yin had to stand up regretfully, and spun around in amazement.

"Song Yin! Hurry up! Marisa waited for a while, and found that the Song Yin she had brought was already looking around as if she was fascinated, and shouted with some dissatisfaction. Song Yin had no choice but to answer, and reluctantly put down the gas stove he was holding, stood up, and walked to the counter inside with the big bag Marisa handed him.

The shopkeeper was sitting in a wooden rocking chair behind the counter at this time, and there was even an incense burner lit on his table, and the whole prop room was wafting with a faint quaint smell, which seemed so calm. Of course, the original tranquility had been shattered by Marisa at this time, and when Song Yin walked over, she saw Marisa lying on the counter, kicking and banging on the wooden counter with her legs boringly, making a clattering sound. The shopkeeper seemed to have just noticed Song Yin, lifted his glasses, and looked at Song Yin with an indifferent gaze. Marisa received it later: "Xianglin, this is my new friend, his name is Song Yin, and he feels very similar to you." ”

Similar to it? Song Yin looked at the man sitting in front of him, and the two of them looked at each other quietly for a while, and then the shopkeeper seemed to glance at Marisa again, and then he stretched out his hand and said lightly: "Mori Jinrinnosuke, the owner of the Xianglin Hall prop house." ”

Song Yin looked at the hand in front of him, showed a hint of his usual smile, shook his hand and said, "Song Yin, a human being." ”

Rinnosuke didn't seem to be good at this, shook his hand and let it go noncommittally, didn't continue to look at Song Yin, leaned back, leaned back on the rocking chair, picked up the unfinished book on the table and said while looking at it: "You can look at the things of Xianglintang casually, but if you see what you want, bring it to me, I will order it myself, don't worry about me lying to you, for Marisa's sake, I will give you a cheaper one." ”

"Wait a minute, Xianglin! I'm here for business! Marisa found that the two of them were patronizing and communicating with her, and actually threw her down, and was very dissatisfied and reached out to take the large package that Song Yin was holding and put it on the counter of Rinnosuke, and tore it a few times before untying the package. Song Yin was actually quite curious about what she had been holding, so she stretched out her head to look.

However, Song Yin was quickly disappointed, and there were a lot of strange things in the package, which seemed to be just things that Marisa picked up everywhere. Sparkling stones, unknown metals, some strange clutter, and even a few colorful mushrooms. Song Yin can swear that there are absolutely no more than one percent of the useful things in this, most of them are garbage, it is such garbage, why is it so important? Song Yin was a little puzzled. However, Rinnosuke only flickered for a moment, then understood, sighed and showed a rare smile on his face, and then picked through the large pile of garbage, rummaging through it and asking, "What, is there anything you need my help with?" ”

"Eun, this..."Marisa took off the witch hat on her head, and then reached in with Song Yin's stunned expression, and actually took out a strange thing the size of a palm from it. Anyway, can you still put something in your hat? Song Yin watched Marisa put her hat back again, put the things she took out in front of Linnosuke, and said a little embarrassedly: "Now, Xianglin, I'm sorry, the gossip furnace is a little broken, so I'll ask you to repair it, and those things will be used as a reward." ”

"It's broken again... Marisa, you need to be careful. Lin Zhisuke frowned, looking at the gossip furnace he made with his own hands in distress, even Song Yin could see that the gossip furnace seemed to have undergone some strong impact, or was attacked by some high temperature, the shell had been hit and twisted a little, and the part near the furnace mouth had melted slightly for some reason. Song Yin couldn't help but think of the huge magic cannon that Marisa had released when she first saw Marisa, and it seemed that the magic cannon was inseparable from this strange gossip furnace.

After thinking about it, Lin Zhisuke took out a shiny gem-like thing from the package, then raised his eyes and said lightly: "These things are indeed enough, and there are some redundant ones, you can leave the gossip furnace, just pick it up in two days, and I will look for you for the extra part." ”

Song Yin saw that the thing in Linzhi's assistant, he was from the outside world, and he could naturally see that the gem was just made of glass, and it couldn't be worth anything at all. Song Yin just had the heart to remind Rinnosuke, but when he saw Rinnosuke's eyes, he didn't know why, Song Yin stopped, watched Rinnosuke put some money in a bag and handed it to the happy Marisa, chuckling and moving the pile of things that Song Yin thought was garbage into the warehouse.

As the owner of a prop house with so many modern products, how could it be that you don't recognize glass and gemstones?

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