For a while, the ancestors and grandchildren looked at each other, and the two sides did not give in to each other.

The old man's tiger eyes narrowed slightly, and He Junyao's momentum was not inferior to the old man at all.

"Grandpa, no matter how much you try to stop me, I'll go." He Junyao firmly expressed his will.

"Wife, wife, his grandmother!" The old man's serious face suddenly exclaimed happily, "Oops! His grandmother, I didn't expect to see this kid marry in our lifetime, haha......"

Grandma He walked in with a smile on her tea and said, "Did you bully your grandson like this?" The older you get, the less you are doing it. ”

Grandma He put the tea in front of the old man and him, and He Junyao got up to take the green tea.

"Frightened!" Grandma He patted He Junyao on the shoulder and said. "Your grandfather had everything ready before you came."

"Grandpa, grandma, you agree." He Junyao was a little dazed, this change was too much, and his brain couldn't turn around.

"You think you kid can hide that little bit of thought from us!" The old man said angrily, "We are not old feudal, although the marriage pays attention to the right family, so there is a common language, but as long as the family background is innocent, we have no opinion." ”

"Besides, Nan Yatou is really good!" The old man admitted with a smile on his face.

"Of course I agree, as long as your grandfather is willing to get married, even if the other party is an old sow." Grandma He smiled kindly.

"Hey! That's not what I said about his grandmother! The old man hurriedly declared, fortunately he didn't drink tea, otherwise, it would really be a heavenly girl.

Grandma He said worriedly. "Be careful when you're alone in danger!" She raised her eyes to look at the old man and said, "Old man, you can't send someone to support!" ”

"No, grandma, too many people are bad." He Junyao flatly refused, in fact, if he went, he was also sent to death, and it was better for him to act alone.

The old man waved his hand and said, "Go!" Bring back the Nan girl's head and tail, I'm waiting to drink my granddaughter-in-law's tea! ”

"Yes!" He Junyao stood up. My heart was full of emotion. He bowed deeply to the old man.

This is no matter what happens to Nan'er, the old man recognizes this granddaughter-in-law.

Grandma He watched her grandson disappear behind the shadow wall, and sighed, "It's true that his marriage didn't go well." ”

Alas! For a while, the old couple sighed.

After He Junyao and the old man met. Directly stepped on the plane to the temple.

*

As the power of the autumn tiger wanes. The weather in northern China is also gradually getting cooler. A few laurel trees that bloomed early were floating in the dark fragrance, the breeze blew, and the dots of osmanthus flowers were fluttering in the wind. Add a touch of autumn.

The plane landed at Kyoto Airport, and compared with the various luggage and backpacks of other tourists, He Junyao can be said to be alone, wearing a black shirt, brown sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and his cold temperament is incompatible with the people around him.

He Junyao bent down and sat in the taxi, speaking fluent Japanese about the homestay he was staying in, without the slightest hint of a strange accent.

Taxi drivers all over the world are very talkative, which is to solve the loneliness of the journey, but also the first feeling of first arriving in a place, a rough understanding of the local customs.

Some people say that Tokyo is a real place for young Japanese people. Kyoto is the nostalgia of the Japanese, the spiritual homeland of the Japanese, and the spiritual poetry of the Japanese.

Kyoto is located in south-central Japan and was founded in 794 AD. Kyoto City covers an area of 827.90 square kilometers. Kyoto was the political, cultural, and religious center of Japan until 1868, when the capital was moved to Tokyo after the Meiji Restoration.

The original design of this thousand-year-old capital was modeled after Chang'an and Luoyang during the Sui and Tang dynasties of China. For more than 1,000 years as the capital, Kyoto has been rich in historical sites and is one of the most important centers of traditional Japanese culture. There are a total of 17 cultural sites in the ancient capital of Kyoto, including temples, shrines, and castles, and it was registered as a World Heritage Site last year.

Kyoto is home to hundreds of famous shrines, shrines, and temples, and is home to more than 20% of Japan's national treasures, and the ancient capital, which has been cultivated over 1,200 years of history, is endlessly fascinating. Kyoto is also a city with a deep "sinicization", and many shops still have traces of kanji on their names.

The leaves of Kyoto in early autumn are not yellow, which already adds a touch of autumn.

"Sir, if you had come two months late, the woods, which had been green or yellow-brown, would suddenly become as unrestrained and red as a burning flame, and it would be magnificent. The maple red all over the mountains is impregnated everywhere. The quaint buildings and the autumn foliage forest complement each other, and the splendor and beauty of late autumn are vividly expressed. That's beautiful, no less beautiful than cherry blossoms in spring. ”

Although He Junyao was silent, the driver talked endlessly about his city.

In the clear and quiet air, Kyoto's shrines and temples are even quieter, and you can appreciate the tranquility of the years.

Although there are many people here, they do not feel the crowded, restless and glitzy of other modern big cities. On the street, women in kimonos walk gracefully, and there is no shortage of girls dressed in edgy clothes swaggering through the market. Even in the crowded streets, it flows quietly like a river, and people gather in twos and threes to chat and enjoy what is in front of them.

He Junyao took a direct flight, with the power of He Mao Baoyin in Kyoto, as long as he stepped into the city, there was nothing to hide, and if he couldn't find him, he wouldn't be worthy of being called a snake on the ground, so there was no need to hide his whereabouts.

However, He Junyao himself has changed his appearance a little by retouching it slightly! If you change your identity and passport, even if you cover your ears and steal the bell, you have to do it!

For these people who went abroad on secret missions in the past, his identity was more, and for him, it was just a small trick.

It was getting late, and He Junyao went to Lanshan Hoshino B&B Resort.

The beauty of Kyoto lies in its quietness, and in that there is a calculated beauty in that quietness, such as a casual window facing the beautiful autumn leaves or clusters of cherry blossoms, everything is so casual, but in fact, it has long taken into account the human eye and perspective. However, Kyoto can be lively, with tourists making it populated but also muddying the scenery. These beauties are also destined to be greatly compromised.

However, it is not here, there are large areas of forest as far as the eye can see, and the forest cover here is among the highest in the world.

Stepping up the old, mossy stone steps, you can clearly hear the sound of birdsong, which sets off the tranquility of the environment. The old wooden houses here are very sturdy, as if they had grown out of the earth, everything has been carefully calculated, but yet it looks so natural.

The view here is wide, and the noisy and quiet autumn scenery is outside the window, and the bright red and bright yellow spots are mottled into a window of tranquil autumn colors. And it's a natural space to move.

The whole hotel is full of beauty in detail. The designer also collaborated with many local craftsmen to bring out the best of Kyoto's fine handicraft traditions, and the sliding doors and wallpaper have a dull pattern to present a unique time pattern. The master of handmade wallpaper is the only one left in Kyoto who knows how to do this.

Every corner is quiet!

Chose to stay here because: The main family of the Yagyu family. On another hill, it occupies the whole mountain.

The Yagyu family's manor is by no means built in a day, and its charm is carved out by time.

The family estate. Its spectacular momentum highlights the family's abundant wealth and capital, and ordinary people are in awe and fear of this ancient family, and usually dare not approach.

It has become the most mysterious existence.

***

An ancient but very delicate and interior of the manor!

Heavy curtains hung low, obscuring the light, and a glass lamp emitted a faint and ambiguous red glow.

Fang Monan woke up slowly, his eyes were clear, his essence was shining, the corners of his mouth were upturned, and a sly smile flashed away.

With weak hands, she leaned against the wall behind her with a tatami mat, which was ......

Just a simple action made her sweat seep cold.

As soon as she sat down, she noticed a man in black approaching the tatami mat where she was lying, and the strong and pungent smell of alcohol came to her face.

"Tsk...... You're not very good at fighting, I'm not going to see how you fight. Ichiro Yanagi smiled lewdly, his eyes fixed on the prey in his mouth.

"Chick...... Quite a good ......."

Fang Monan narrowed his eyes slightly, watched Ichiro Yanagi approached quietly, kicked sideways, and kicked directly into his crotch......

"Oh...... Oh...... You stinky! ”

After a few painful screams, the man in front of him bent down and covered his crotch and jumped to his feet, "Tsk...... My hands aren't good yet! Just get up, I think you want to waste that thing, don't you! It's disgusting, but I don't mind being angry with my fellow women. ”

"Stinky shameless, play with me! I'm just the dantian was destroyed, and it's more than enough to deal with you scumbag! Fang Menan said mockingly.

As soon as the words fell, she quickly made a move, supported the tatami mat with both hands, swept towards Yanagi Ichiro, and reached out and grabbed the wrists of both hands with agility.

Click......

Twisted and pulled, dislocated......

These hands really don't intend to live with him, and they hurt even more!

Syllable...... Syllable...... Syllable......

Three clappings in a row!

Then the door of the Japanese room was brushed open, and Kamo Hoyin, dressed in a black kimono, walked in with elegant steps.

stepped forward and grabbed Ichiro Yanagi's hand and easily picked it up, "Ichiro!" If you still want to use these hands freely in the future, it is best not to use them from now on, otherwise it will be useless to find anyone. He Mao Baoyin said lightly.

The words are murderous.

With a slight wave of his hand, Ichiro Yanagi was invited out.

He Mao Baoyin went straight to the bed, flicked the sleeves of his wide coat, sat cross-legged, and his eyes fell on her so unscrupulously.

Looking at the stubborn expression on her pale and delicate face, she was still unyielding in her resistance when she was dying, and now she was as fragile as glass in his eyes, but amazingly beautiful.

"Doctor Fang, your skills are still so sharp."

"More than enough to poke and poke you!"

"Really!"

He Mao Baoyin made a move, and easily grabbed her wrist, like a steel tong, she couldn't break free at all.

He Mao Baoyin took it lightly, and Fang Monan lay at his feet, his slender fingers gently pinching his small chin.

Fang Menan was forced to raise his head to look at him, his fingers gently caressing his jade-like delicate skin.

At such a close distance, He Mao could smell the smell of perfume on her body that was different from that of other women, and there was a faint fragrance emanating from her. It's certainly not a perfume or a synthetic scent of shower gel, but a very natural, heart-warming fragrance.

"You are very calm, you know that the dantian is destroyed and you can still be so calm, is it such a character, or do you have something to rely on! Dr. Fang! He Mao Baoyin leaned forward, and the last three words elongated in her ear, like a lover's whisper.

"What do you say?" Fang Monan tapped the numb tendon at his elbow, and He Mao Baoyin let go of Fang Monan as if he had been electrocuted.

Fang Monan took a few steps back and said with a slight smile, "You ruined my dantian, don't you just want to know if I can treat myself!" ”

He Mao Baoyin looked at her smile, shook her head slightly, the smile was so kind, so warm, like a warm breeze in spring, making people very comfortable, and her voice, soft, soft, but very firm, very powerful, obviously speaking, but like a song echoing a beautiful melody.

"Did I say you're smart." He Mao Baoyin came back to his senses and said.

"You've said that twice." Fang Menan leaned against the back wall and said weakly. "I don't think there's a reason to refuse!"

"What do you say?" He Mao shot back in the same tone.

"Huh...... Pen and ink waiting! Fang Menan said.

The posture is as comfortable as if they are in their own home, I don't know if the two of them don't seem to be enemies, but there is a treacherous smile hidden in the corner of this mouth, each with their own thoughts, it depends on who is better.

With a wave of his hand, a waiter in a kimono walked in with a tray with pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Fang Menan trembled his hands, picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, took a deep breath, picked up the pen and wrote, brushed the dragon and the phoenix danced and wrote down a prescription, the pen slipped naturally from his hand, as if he had exhausted his physical strength, Fang Monan suddenly lay on the tatami mat.

He Mao Baoyin was quick-eyed, snatched back the prescription, and looked at it carefully, he was also proficient in medical science, and he also knew the medicinal materials very well, and there was nothing wrong with it at a cursory glance.

He turned around and took the prescription and walked out of the room, without any threat to the current Fang Monan, and there was no need to guard at all.

Even if the body recovers, it is not so easy to get out safely and soundly.

He entered another Japanese-style room, where the head of the family sat cross-legged on a tatami mat, dressed in a black kimono, his eyes slightly closed, and a jet-black sheathed sword resting next to his right hand.

At the bottom of him, kneeling sat an old man with gray hair, his body slightly bent, and looked respectfully at the head of the family, the glory of Kamo

Kamo Hoyin opened the door of the Japanese room, "Father, this is the prescription she prescribed." ”

He Mao Rongguang opened his eyes, his gaze sharp, "You've seen it." ”

He Mao Hoyin knelt down and sat down, "Yes! I've seen it, it's not a big problem. ”

"Let Mr. Fujiwara take a look." He Mao Rongguang said.

Fujiwara respectfully took the prescription, the words were beautiful at first glance, and he was instantly attracted by the medicinal materials needed, and his eyes gradually widened and he looked excited! (To be continued......)

PS: There is only one shift today, but it's very fat!