"Li Fuyao..."

Uesugi Kiyoshi silently recited the name and asked subconsciously.

"You're... Celestial Empire? ”

He naturally uses Chinese.

Li Fusha nodded lightly and also answered in Chinese.

"Well, my dad is from the Celestial Empire, my mom is from Tokyo, I'm kind of... Hybrid? ”

As she spoke, she couldn't help but laugh, and she didn't know what funny things she had found.

"Uesugi-kun's Chinese is very good, are you also from the Celestial Empire?"

Uesugi Kiyoshi hesitated for a moment, and said vaguely, "Hmm... Sort of. ”

Li Fuyao did not continue to ask why Uesugi Kiyoshi had a Japanese name, but said that he was from the Celestial Empire, but glanced at Uesugi Kiyoshi thoughtfully, and then buried his head in writing and drawing with a pencil, looking not interested in chatting.

Uesugi Kiyoshi threw all the complicated thoughts out of his mind, calmed down, and flipped through the books on the shelves.

Although this bookstore is small, it has a lot of books, including many thread-bound books in Chinese, "Caigen Tan", "Fireside Night Talk", different versions of "Liaozhai", all-encompassing.

He had just put down a copy of the original dark "Grimm's Fairy Tales", and he saw a copy of "Tang Hand - From Beginner to Mastery" next to him.

The contrast caught him off guard.

He picked it up with interest and flipped through it, this thing was published in Japan, and the content was not deceiving, it was all some Tang hand's introductory foundation and method of contact, and he had studied this very much.

Tang Tei originated in the Ryukyus, and after it was introduced to Japan, it was karate, and Uesugi Kiyoshi was good at rigid and soft karate, and he also learned it with hard work.

He asked casually, "Miss Li, are you good at Tang hands?" ”

Li Fuyao didn't stop, didn't raise his eyes, nodded lazily, and shook his head again.

"Just call me Fuyao."

"I'm going to tell you to clear it too, you know, there aren't so many rules in the Celestial Empire."

"Tang Shou... I flipped through it. ”

"The reason why I collected that book is because I learned White Crane Boxing."

Uesugi Kiyoshi nodded in realization.

Before Tang Shou was introduced to the Ryukyus, it was born from the Southern Fist White Crane Fist, so there is nothing wrong with saying this.

But...

Is this a martial arts practitioner?

Uesugi glanced at Li Fuyao's thin body, a little incredulous.

He quickly looked around the small storefront, and somewhat believed Li Fuyao's words, she might really be interested in collecting all the stories in the world, and there were some books in this bookstore that he had never heard of, and he didn't even know what words they were written in.

If that sinuous ghost drawing can really be called words.

He looked at Li Fuyao's calm appearance, and felt that there was no point in wasting time here, so he walked up to Li Fuyao and planned to leave.

"Lee..."

"Well, Fuyao."

"Thank you so much for today's events."

"Although I don't know what your [herbal tea] is, it did save me, and I remember it."

Uesugi Kiyoshi reported a string of numbers and bowed slightly politely.

"This is my mobile phone number, if you need my help with anything, please contact me directly, be sure not to be polite."

He paused in his tone, and then became a little more serious.

"In the lower is not talented, in the kendo is still a little accomplished, if Fuyao can be useful to me, I am willing to follow the dog and horse."

Li Fuyao heard this, raised his eyebrows a little charmingly, smiled quietly, and said softly: "Well, I just saw your sword." ”

She put down her notebook, which was a black and white pencil sketch.

On the screen, it is the staggered figure of a young man, wearing ordinary sportswear, holding a three-foot sword, his eyes are cold, like a cold light on the blade of a sword.

He landed in mid-air, blood splashing on the sword, and he didn't move in the rainstorm.

Behind him was a strong man who had been split in half from head to toe.

All this is vivid, as if the scene is reproduced, it is the scene of Uesugi Kiyoshi slashing the nine ghosts.

"I remember, I'll contact you if there's something, Qing... Monarch. ”

Li Fuyao grinned, her tone was inexplicably excited, she tore off the sketch on the notebook and handed it to Uesugi Qing.

"I'm sending you, I'm here, I can't let you go home empty-handed."

Uesugi cleared for a moment, took the paper, and carefully hid it in his jacket to prevent it from getting wet in the rain.

"Thank you."

"I still have something to do at home, so I'll leave first."

After speaking, Uesugi Kiyoshi glanced at Li Fuyao deeply, nodded his head, and then turned around and walked out of the gate of Baiwen Pavilion.

The figure of the boy disappeared into the rain, and the door closed softly.

The light in the room flickered and dimmed, capricious.

Li Fuyao's smile also became a little meaningful against the backdrop of the flickering lights.

She folded her legs and smiled shyly with a blushing face, looking bewildering and charming.

After a few seconds, she exhaled a hazy mist.

Gray and black, like lead wool, exactly the same as mirage.

"Lovely Qingya~ How can herbal tea save people~"

"But... I can. ”

She blew a breath, and white smoke rose from the small incense burner on the table, carrying a strong sandalwood fragrance, swallowing and assimilating the mirage in the air.

At the same time, perhaps driven by this smoke, the notebook used to draw sketches on Li Fuyao's desk moved without wind, and he turned a few pages in a hurry.

Uesugi Kiyoshi uses a fruit knife in a dilapidated apartment to simply finish off a bloody demon.

Uesugi Kiyoshi is in the kendo arena and bows to Hidekawa Kamiizumi to apprentice.

Uesugi Kiyoshi on the road, by the bridge, in the ramen shop, the scene of the evil spirits in his hands.

Uesugi Kiyoshi is in Yokota's house, smashing Yokota's faith with a sword, and his soul is scattered...

Nothing is left out and brought to life.

This is a history of Kiyoshi Uesugi's growth as a swordsman.

Li Fuyao casually closed the sketchbook, looked at the direction of the gate for a long time, and then laughed like a silver bell.

"Qing..."

"It's so cute~"

...

"Ahh Sneezing"

Uesugi Kiyoshi sneezed fiercely and sniffled vigorously, the weather was quite cold, and he was still drenched in the rain, and he didn't know if his current physical fitness could resist the cold.

He had already walked a few tens of meters away and came to the place where he had almost sunk.

He's going to pick it up, the bloody human head.

He wanted to find out who this man really was, and instructed him to kill him.

And then revenge back.

As soon as he went out, Uesugi Kiyoshi felt that something was wrong, and a siren sounded faintly in his ears.

When he walked a few steps, he found that many police officers had already arrived at the scene.

Well... In fact, it's quite fast, from the time he killed someone to now, it's only ten minutes?

That's already efficient.

The head of the man in black had been found by the police, and a female police officer who didn't look very old was trying to put the head away as evidence with a disgusted face.

Kiyoshi Uesugi can't give this thing to her.

He stepped forward, his tone gentle.

"Well, I'm sorry, officer."

"Can you give it back to me?"

"This is where I fell here."