Yunluo runs fast, not for no reason, and if he is tired of being with a koala, he can't sleep with the little princess.

Since Yunluo came to Japan this time to hold the book signing of the book in the last two hundred and thirty-seven years, and it was also the first official event of the Kraken, Shimizu Tanaka specially flew to Tokyo from Shikai City to communicate with Sony Publishing House and Sony Music on behalf of Yunluo and arrange this signing event.

According to the decision of Shimizu Tanaka and Yunluo's discussion, it is roughly necessary to hold nine book signings, and in the book signing, Yunluo will also sing two songs, starting one and ending one, which can also be regarded as a promotional journey of the Kraken, after all, the Kraken's first album prayer tour has left the hot sales period, and proper publicity is beneficial to those who have not bought a record to buy.

Sony Music has unparalleled confidence in the Siren's singing skills, and Yunluo is more idle, Shimizu Tanaka looks at Yunluo lazy, aimlessly wandering around with red rat candy, so he builds yì Yunluo goes to Hakone to play, Yunluo knows authentic Japanese, and Shimizu Tanaka does not need to arrange a translator, Yunluo refuses the tour guide and goes to play alone.

The Hakone in the imagination of Yunluo is an ancient plank road deep in the mountains and a deep valley of giant sequoias. There was a path shaded by hydrangeas, and from the path came a porter wearing a white turban and carrying a burden. The trail led to a lake, and a small boat was moored at the pier, and the boatman waited for the porter to carry him to the other side where the clouds were deeper.

But when Yunluo took the red rat candy to stay in the hot spring hotel by the river, and when he opened the window, he found that the mountain opposite was indeed cloudy. The mist wraps the shoulders of the emerald beauty like a light veil, and at the feet of the beauty is the whole small city, clinging to the mountain and beside a river. It seems that such a scene has been seen somewhere, and sometimes people always have this illusion. It was as if the scene in front of me was not unfamiliar.

When I first checked in, the hotel arranged a one-line room with a small window that looked like a lookout, and Yunluo and the gentle-looking customer service manager said: "This window is too small, I want a room with a large window, and you can see the trees outside." ”

She immediately understood Yunluo's need for windows, and brought Yunluo to the current room. A room with a view. Of course, the price will be more expensive, and the manager asked Yunluo to sit, and he half-squatted and Yunluo wrote down the cost to be increased.

Because of the proximity, Yunluo noticed that she had a not-so-thin layer of foundation on her face. I can't tell if this kind of makeup is beautiful or not, but it does match her gentle expression and gentle tone that has always been the same. The Japanese girl brings Yunluo a kind of gentleness and softness that far surpasses that of Chinese women, relatively speaking, Yunluo still likes girls with this kind of character. Don't make trouble.

When Yunluo came out of the hotel and wandered around the small town, he once again felt that the beauty of Japanese attention to detail surpassed that of ordinary peoples. The stone lantern under the maple tree, the moss by the pool, and the vermilion of the bridge are by no means unintentionally overturned the wine jar and gave a jar of aroma in vain, and the thickness of the stone lantern is used to line the beauty of the maple leaves. The green of the moss marks to line the clarity of the water.

Even the fluffy texture can set off the smoothness of the stone wall, and the vermilion of the bridge over the river is eye-catching to reflect the green and blue of the mountain. If the first two points are close to the quaint Han style of Huaguo. The vermilion color of the bridge is more consistent with the gorgeous wind of the Tang Dynasty.

Japanese geisha dress up in Tang costume, with their entire face painted white, their hair blackened, and their lips a little vermilion, which is also a gorgeous style. The Japanese nation was able to put these two styles together without a sense of conflict. This is not only a simple aesthetic, but also requires some skill and mood.

In Yunluo's view, this kind of behavior that takes a lot of effort and delights passers-by is also a kind of self-satisfaction that must be carried out in silence. If you arrange it with the mood of a floating bath, it is easy to turn it into a joke.

Yunluo noticed that their garden did not distort the original posture of the trees like the bonsai of Huaguo, but only kept the trees, moss, and flowing water in the original place where they appeared, so as not to violate the original intention of nature itself.

The red rat candy was lazily lying on Yunluo's right shoulder, bright red as a fire fluffy cute cute, and the big tail swayed gently with Yunluo's movement, which attracted some curious eyes, but it was quiet, and no one came to disturb Yunluo to walk leisurely.

Walking casually, Yunluo walked from the old town on the other side of the river to the new town on the other side. There are few pedestrians in the old town, and in an unknown temple, a yellow kitten meows in the corner of a secluded courtyard. Red Rat Candy looked at the yellow kitten, squeaked a few times, attracted the cat's attention, and waved his little cute paws triumphantly, as if to say that Meow came to bite me.

The yellow kitten glanced at the big red mouse, then flicked its tail, and walked away lazily, too lazy to take care of the big mouse. The cat is wise, and it feels that the red-haired mouse is not easy to provoke, so it is better to stay away, lest a kitten be beaten by a mouse, and that is a joke.

By the time the clouds fell from downhill to the new town, the lights of dusk were already on. Sugar Candy squinted her sapphire eyes in a daze, yawning to sleep. When the lights illuminate the lattice gates, lattice paper windows, and various kanji signs written on brushes, the town feels like it has stepped back in time to its Edo period.

The Chinese characters on the signboard are rarely fluent or vigorous, and the characters are written slowly, as if they are painting a picture with one stroke. There is a door, written with the first flower, round font, but also lined with maple shadow, the name is so taken, but also written with a brush, elegant style, which is difficult to find in today's Huaguo all kinds of antique streets.

I don't know what kind of place the first flower is. There are many hot spring pools in Hakone, and hotels generally have their own free hot springs. Yunluo found that there were few small restaurants on the street, so he decided to go back to the hotel to eat and soak in the hot springs.

During the meal, I met the flowers again, and this time the food was made like the first flowers. The small utensils are in the shape of flowers, and the sashimi is decorated with small yellow flowers. A Japanese meal is divided into seven dishes, and the appetizer, main course and dessert are also separated, and the portions are all small. It must be very uncomfortable to imagine a simple person holding chopsticks to enjoy such a small and exquisite food.

It feels like eating flowers, and each dish, color, aroma, and taste is just right. In the face of such a beautiful dish, Yunluo should be like a family at the opposite table, go to the hot spring to change clothes first, put on a wide yukata, and sit dignifiedly, which is more suitable for this situation. Red Rat Candy is very fond of eating, and eats food for one person.

The hotel's hot springs are divided into men's and women's baths, and the hot springs in Hakone are close to the mountains, and in the corner of the courtyard, the mist is filled, and the fragrant maple leaves are within reach. Soaking in the hot springs before going to bed is of course a relaxation and enjoyment.

Soak in the hot springs and hear the chirping of shallots in the jungle behind the mist. After all, it's February, not the first flower. However, when the hot spring water soaks over your shoulders, you will feel a kind of spring warmth throughout your body and mind. Yunluo listened to the chirping of small insects, and then thought back to the first flower, which is really a good name. Red Rat Candy likes to swim around in the hot springs, but Sugar Candy has seen the world.

After soaking in the hot spring, Yunluo slept well, and the red rat sugar candy likes to sleep on the pillow with Yunluo, so you don't have to worry about being pressed when you sleep fragrantly. It's mainly the blame sugar candy, which likes to sleep next to the human head, which seems to be more secure.

The next morning, Yunluo casually took a ride to a small town, close to the lake, the lake is deep and blue, this is the lake that people like to mention in Japanese novels. The town feels more secluded, unlike the town in real life, as if the ancient town in the movie has appeared, and the pedestrians are gone, leaving only small and exquisite shops.

Yunluo is not most interested in Lake Ashi, I have seen a lot of mountain lakes before, Lake Ashi does not make Yunluo amazing, and the cedar road by the lake is its biggest feature. Yunluo once read a very interestingly written travelogue, the author is a female student, on a rainy day with a strange uncle who has met out of nowhere walking on the ancient cedar road, both of them are drenched.

Walking among the centuries-old trees, on the one hand, the girl felt a little too much because of the silence of the strange uncle. On the one hand, the gloomy weather, and the centuries-old trees created an atmosphere that transcended reality and crossed over, making her almost hallucinate that behind the cedar forest would emerge an Edo porter, dressed in white and carrying a burden, walking slowly through the forest.

When Yunluo walked on the ancient cedar road, silent before and after, he couldn't help but have the same imagination. The tree is so old, it has grown for hundreds of years, and the moss on the bark has grown thick. The sky was drizzling, and there were still a few hydrangeas in bloom. Standing under the tree, everyone will feel small.

Yunluo looked at the mountains, looked at the trees, felt the tranquility that was completely different from the apocalyptic world, thinking about the blood and carnage of those years, the sky at that time was gloomy and gloomy radiation clouds, and there was no bright sunlight to be seen, and the rain was all carrying viruses and radiation, and it could not be drunk directly, and even taking a bath would bring great harm.

What would this silent mountain forest look like hundreds of years ago? This ancient cedar tree was specially planted, right? The long ancient cedar road, even if a woman in purple in a kimono, a samurai, or a porter carrying a burden walked out, Yunluo would not be surprised by this. The red rat candy curled up in the pocket of Yunluo's coat and fell asleep, so he didn't bother to look at the scenery.

A burst of laughter shattered Yunluo's illusion, it was a group of old people who walked in the trail, and their figures in outdoor clothes pulled Yunluo back to reality. Yunluo glanced at it intentionally or unintentionally, and the group of ordinary looking old people, all of whom were advanced evolutionaries above the seventh level, had a restrained breath, chatting with each other secretly with their telekinesis while chatting with each other.

But these are clearly printed in Yunluo's sea of knowledge, Yunluo narrowed his eyes slightly, he heard the four words of the Sakura Imperial Court from the private chat of this group of advanced evolutionaries, and also heard that there was about to happen a bloody revenge, not between evolutionaries, but between Japanese warriors and ninjas. (To be continued......)

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