Coming to a road in the suburbs, Harukawa waits for passing cars to pass by, and he is going to Mihua Town, which is his future home, and possibly his last home.

Hain's letter had an address and a parting word, the teacher had known his future, and for the sake of Harukawa's future, he had done everything he could, and the future would depend on the mind of the world.

Half an hour later, I saw an off-road vehicle appear in my eyes, the car came to Qingchuan's side, the window slowly fell, revealing an expressionless, the rear door opened directly, Qingchuan walked in and sat down, closed the door, the off-road vehicle owner immediately stepped on the accelerator, and the car quickly disappeared in this land.

"Where are you going?" The man, who looked no more than twenty-five, said.

"Rice Flower Town, thank you!" Harukawa's voice drifted to the man's ears.

The trace of grief in that voice made the man look at Harukawa unconsciously, and what surprised him was that even like him, he had never seen such a young man who looked at most fifteen to have such a lifeless aura.

"Something happened at home? It's lifeless at such a young age. The man asked.

"Aren't you too?" Harukawa replied, his dark eyes looking at the man's hands, which were red and swollen, apparently the man had vented his impact on a hard object not long ago, otherwise it would not have caused such damage.

"Good eyes, my name is Qingshuang, what about you?" The man made no secret of his hurt and gave Harukawa a compliment.

"Qingshuang, you are also from Huaxia." The passage of time made Qingchuan regain some strength and regain his vigilance.

"Yes." Qingshuang said calmly, her voice was still as colorless as her face, obviously even if she saw her countrymen in a foreign country, it would not make his face have the slightest expression.

"Oh." Qing Chuan didn't say anything more, he was not an eventful person, except for when he was organizing training, he had only had a real contact with Gin when he was for her, otherwise, with his only ten years of life experience and the disappearance of the Heart Mirror Cultivation, it would be impossible to conduct actual combat training so early.

Neither of them is a person of many words, and the conversation that is not a conversation ends like this, and the silence spreads in the car, and the car drives like this, until Harukawa gets out of the car, and neither of them has a conversation.

Looking at Qingchuan's back, a strange light flashed in his eyes, Qingshuang's hand unconsciously touched the Fuxiqin pendant on his neck, the simple body, carved with ancient inscriptions, with a magnifying glass can be recognized that it is engraved with the word "flowing water", the ancient text does not seem to belong to this era.

Qingchuan slowly walked towards that address, with the cultivation of the "Soul Sutra" and the "Heart Sutra", Qingchuan already has a real 'heart', the 'heart' of his previous life and he has some kind of power in this world to reject, because in this way he can't 'heart' to recover a memory that he may disappear, nor can he avoid the impulse in his heart, the impulsive psychology of a child, so that he who has thirty years of memory will inevitably be a little slack,

If it weren't for the fact that the "Soul Sutra" would soon enter the sixth layer, making him feel life and death, otherwise he would have been assimilated by this world, and with the understanding of this world, he found that this world seemed to be an anime world, and it was also a protagonist world.

Although he walked very slowly, even if he was slow, there was a time to the end, looking up at this small building that was not tall, Qingchuan found that he was timid, he didn't dare to go up, and he didn't want to go up, he couldn't see the unknown ahead, and he didn't know if he would die.

After thinking for a while, Qingchuan saw a pair of mother and son walking towards him, the woman looked very young, wearing sunglasses, obviously not wanting people to know his identity, and the boy was only seven or eight years old, why did Qingchuan think that they were mother and son, the woman held the boy, her hands kept kneading the boy's face, and kissed from time to time, the boy looked useless, obviously used to it.

The two walked in front of Harukawa, and the woman's hand stopped kneading the boy and asked Harukawa, "You are the boy that Maori promised to help take care of?" Why don't you go up, is it nervous? ”

The woman looked at him with a questioning expression, Qingchuan paused, and said, "If it's good, it should be me." ”

"Do you want me to take you up? I'm Yukiko Kudo, and this is my son, Shinichi Kudo. Arikiko said.

"My name is Harukawa Xue, and my sister can call me Xue." Harukawa said calmly.

"Let's go, Brother Xiaoxue." As she spoke, she walked towards the Mori house, and when she went up to the top floor, she stood in front of the door and knocked on it.

After a while, the door opened, and a girl about the same age as Shinichi appeared behind the door, the girl's face was flushed, apparently she had been in the room before, and when she heard the knock on the door, she quickly ran out to open the door.

"Xiaolan, are you happy to see your sister?" When Yukiko saw this girl named Xiaolan, she immediately put down Shinichi in her arms, stepped up and hugged the girl.

"I'm glad to have Aunt Kiko." Xiaolan said.

"I'm going to call my sister." Yukiko said pretending to be unhappy.

"Sister Kiko." Xiaolan said weakly.

"That's right, Kogoro." Yukiko kissed Xiaolan's face, and then asked.

"Dad was resting, and he said that brother would be here today, so he cleaned up the room after a busy day." Xiaolan looked at Yukiko with wide eyes.

"I think he's in it for the money!" As he spoke, he walked into the living room, and Yukiko also put Xiaolan down in her arms, and then beckoned to Qingchuan and said to Xiaolan,

"Xiaolan, he is the elder brother, take him to the room first, he should be tired."

Xiaolan walked up to Qingchuan and said to Qingchuan, "Brother, brother, I'll take you to your room." After saying that, he immediately walked to the room, obviously nervous.

"Brother, this is your room." After saying that, he ran quickly to the living room.

Harukawa didn't say anything, the door was open, Harukawa walked in, locked the door, walked to the bed and put down his luggage, and then just lay down on the bed and fell asleep, and it didn't take long for a breathing sound to be heard.

Today's successive events made him feel tired, and even if he cultivated the Soul Sutra, he couldn't recover.