Compared with the flowing water residence of Fujitang Xiangcheng, this time I came to a relatively large room, the simplicity of the ancient building reveals a gentle and atmospheric feeling, which makes people feel a little solemn, Lin Xiu can detect it, and even the guide around him has lightened the sound of footsteps. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It can be seen from Fujitang Xiangcheng's respect for her mother, this Fujitang lady seems to have a very strict family education, which inevitably makes Fujitang Xiangcheng a little cautious.

"Sir, please."

When she arrived at the door of the main room, the woman who led the way politely poked her hand inside, and then she stopped taking a step forward.

Lin Xiu nodded politely and walked straight inside.

Compared with the layout of the Kagura Chizuru family, the room layout of the Fujido Kasumi family is more simple, although they are all simple coffee table things, but just from these two simple furnishings, a person's cultivation and heart can be analyzed.

Kneeling on the top is a woman who has a six or seven points similar appearance to Fujido Kasumi, although she is already middle-aged, but she still has charm, and a trace of peace between her eyebrows makes the whole room seem to be shrouded in a tranquil atmosphere, although a simple kimono can not highlight her figure, but it can still be seen that time has not left too many traces on the body of this middle-aged beauty.

Before Lin Xiu could speak, the middle-aged beauty had already reached out with red lips and smiled to signal Lin Xiu to kneel in the direction of her right hand.

Yu Guang glanced at Fujido Kasumi on the side, who was sitting opposite her, wearing a light blue kimono with butterfly patterns, which added a bit of mature beauty to her already immature temperament.

At this moment, Fujitang Xiangcheng is unusually quiet, Lin Xiu is meticulous in her observation, she has not only changed her clothes, but even painted a little light makeup.

It's just that Fujido Xiangcheng didn't seem to see him come in, and he still knelt motionlessly in place, looking at his nose and nose, as if an old monk had entered the feather and turned into a flying immortal.

Lin Xiu's psychology is quite funny, it seems that this Mrs. Fujitang's aura is still quite strong, and it can make Fujitang Xiangcheng afraid to such an extent, but in terms of face alone, Mrs. Fujitang's appearance doesn't look like a concubine.

After a simple greeting, Lin Xiu naturally didn't dare to report his real name, and still used the title of ashow, while Mrs. Fujitang was courteous, not only did she not have any questions, but she was very concerned about Lin Xiu's food, clothing, housing and family situation.

The occasional light smile was accompanied by a nodding move, as if he was looking at his future husband, which made Lin Xiu feel a little uncomfortable.

"Xiangcheng is young, and I am negligent in discipline, please forgive me for the inconsiderate courtesy."

Mrs. Fujitang bent down politely, naturally it was impossible to kowtow to Fujitang's hands like Xiangcheng, but it also made Lin Xiu a little flattered.

"Where is Madame, Miss Xiangcheng is young and lively, it is the age of the flower season, doesn't Madame know that in order to enter the Fujitang Liumen, the threshold is about to be squeezed out."

Lin Xiu is not very experienced in this kind of Tai Chi, but some simple flattery is still easy to come by.

For her daughter's appearance, Mrs. Fujido also knows the roots, so she also calmly dealt with Lin Xiu's praise, compared with the modest rejection of the Chinese, the island country is more sincere in this regard.

"I know all about you, and there are still many things that Xiangcheng doesn't understand, but this also involves your career, so I, as a mother, have no reason to intervene.

ASHOW is from a **** big country, although I don't know much about the culture of the East, but I also have a little bit of dabbling, and the inferior girl will be entrusted to you.

Although the little girl knows little about other aspects, she still knows a little about the things that embroider her legs, and it is relatively safe to have her.

Xiangcheng, I won't interfere more in your affairs in the future, but if you have anything outside that ruins the family style, you don't have to come back to this family. ”

Mrs. Fujitang glanced at Fujitang Xiangcheng with some affection, and at that moment, Lin Xiu could feel that it was a kind of care he had been looking forward to, but it was a pity that the heavens did not obey people's wishes.

The previous words are first motherly care, random and rhetorical, probably parents in the world have this kind of demonic symptoms.

While Lin Xiu was envious, he couldn't help but sigh a little in his heart.

Mrs. Fujitang is a little measured after all, otherwise she would not be so strict with her family, so that Fujido Xiangcheng didn't even dare to be angry, so she could only nod her head and say yes, and randomly kowtow to her mother, and Mrs. Fujitang seems to have been used to her daughter's cautious performance.

Although I don't have much understanding of the island country, but the aspect of patriarchy is still more than ****, isn't there a saying that is good, make money in the Middle East, soak the girl of the island country, live in the United States, don't say anything about what to do in ****, looking at Fujitang Xiangcheng at the moment with a little daughter-in-law, Lin Xiu always has an urge to laugh.

However, Mrs. Fujitang's words, he always sounded a little weird, forget it, these issues will not be considered for the time being, the most important thing at the moment is that it finally didn't take much effort to make the King of Fighters tournament held as scheduled.

"Madame is too worried, the King of Fighters competition is just an entertainment project, and there is nothing dangerous in the specifics, Miss Xiangcheng has been taught by Mr. Long Bai since she was a child, and I believe that this time will definitely make the Fujitang school famous Yang Wanli.

As for the rest, please leave it to me, and I will definitely bring her back completely. ”

Lin Xiu was ashamed to lie, mainly because of his harmless appearance, coupled with the identity of **** gave Mrs. Fujitang some illusions, so Fujitang Xiangcheng's mother didn't say much.

Fujido Xiangcheng and Lin Xiu said goodbye to Mrs. Fujitang, the concept of luggage is still relatively weak for Fujitang Xiangcheng, and her family itself is not a big family in martial arts, so there is nothing to prepare.

After a simple tidying up, Fujido Kasumi was already standing in front of Lin Xiu, a simple schoolbag, deflated and looked like it should only have a small change of clothes.

The reappearance of Fujitang Xiangcheng made Lin Xiu feel bright, white canvas shoes, tight jeans, a white T-shirt, blue long hair and shawl supple down, with a pair of resentful and reluctant looks, like a big beauty.

"It's more like a girl than your samurai suit."

Lin Xiu also praised it, maybe this is the only good word Lin Xiu has said since the two met.

Fujitang Xiangcheng's face turned red, but he was so well-behaved and obedient that he even walked like a lady, and he didn't even dare to walk side by side with Lin Xiu.

"Hey, you're also a person who has been to the United States, why are you so restrained after you come out, although the journey is not far, but you can choose a way you like.

By the way, if you like to eat, it should be a little benefit after completing the task, I'll treat you. ”

Lin Xiu was in a good mood and said with a relaxed face, but no matter what, Fujido Xiangcheng always refused to surpass Lin Xiu by half a step and still followed him like a follower.

"It's all up to you."

Fujitang Xiangcheng's voice was like a mosquito, whispering, making Lin Xiu only feel a tingling scalp, where is this still a young and lively girl, she is simply a slave of the old society who is deeply oppressed.

"Okay, in that case, then listen to me, by the way, how did you convince your mother?"

Lin Xiu found a nearby restaurant, although it is not a high-end and high-grade place, but it is clean and tidy, it can be seen that Fujido Xiangcheng is influenced by his mother, and he also has an instinctive preference for such a place.

"I..."

Although there will be a showdown sooner or later, she is still a little difficult to say, after all, she can't get used to this fact, but this is the best way she can come up with.

Along the way, after careful observation, Lin Xiu didn't hate it so much, maybe it was a regional and cultural problem, he didn't have the arrogance of the natives she usually saw, and he looked... It's not ugly either.

When she had a showdown with her mother, the most important thing was that her mother heard that this person was from China, and she seemed to yearn for the **** culture of her mother, perhaps because her father was dedicated to pursuing martial arts, which made her mother a little disheartened.

As soon as Fujido Xiangcheng spoke, Lin Xiu suddenly stopped, although it was a little far away from Mount Fuji, but for these people, a strong aura could always be detected by ordinary people.

Fujido Xiangcheng was about to speak, but she swallowed it back, and in an instant, she even felt the strong killing intent emanating from Lin Xiu's body.

But then that breath dissipated without a trace, is it an illusion?

"You're here for dinner now, I'll come when I have something to do, oh yes, if I'm coming back late, No, it's the wallet."

Lin Xiu slapped the wallet in his hand into Fujido Xiangcheng's hand magnificently, turned around and walked out.

Japanese women have one of the best places, no matter what men go out to do, they won't say a word, if it's in ****, hum, if you don't explain that you want to go, it's a dream.

"Wow, why are there so many black clouds on Mt. Fuji, isn't there going to be a typhoon again?"

The strong wind breath made those who were far away feel uncomfortable, and there was a strong red light flickering below the black cloud.

The island country is originally in the cracks of the continental plate, and earthquakes and typhoons are not uncommon.

But Lin Xiu could feel it, this breath was unusually familiar, it was the breath of Storm Gaonitz, and at this moment, there must be a strong collision taking place on Mount Fuji.

But who can fight like this with Storm Gonitz?

Could it be that the old man of Zhen Yuanzhai can't bear the loneliness, or is it that Gonitz suddenly wants to act against the plan?

No, although there is only one side, but for Gonitz, whether it is hearsay or the novel book Lin Xiu is very clear, the Eight Masterpieces is very principled.

But no matter what, he had to rush over and take a look. (To be continued.) )