As the plane streaked through the clouds in the clear sky, Makoto Kyushu sat at the window, watching the Tokyo beneath him grow smaller and smaller until it became a dense gray spot, too small to reach.

The day after returning from Yokohama, Makoto Kyushu boarded a plane to Yanhuang to complete the unfinished trip.

Because it was a hasty booking, the price almost doubled. Fortunately, Kyushu Cheng's current economic conditions no longer have to worry too much about this little money.

"It turns out that you are a Chinese, and you speak Chinese very well!" I almost took you for ours! ”

Along the way, Kyushu Makoto chatted with the travelers sitting next to him to kill time. Most of the people on this plane were Yanhuang passengers who went home, and it was very unusual for people like Kyushu Cheng to be locals.

"Yes, I've always wanted to travel to Yanhuang." Makoto Kyushu nodded in response, speaking Chinese very proficiently—this was the first time he had the opportunity to chat in Chinese since he was reborn, and he couldn't help but feel a little cordial.

In order to prevent misunderstanding, he still lied that he was a native of Wano Country, and only because he liked Yanhuang culture that he would master fluent Chinese.

"Oh, if you want Suzhou and Hangzhou, the soup dumplings there are delicious!" Visitors from the neighboring seats began to gush about:

"There is also West Lake Ling, you must go to see it, otherwise you will go in vain"

"Thank you." Kyushu Cheng actually knew all this, but he still listened to him patiently, chatted with him again, and chatted until the plane landed.

He stepped on this familiar land again, as if his soul resonated with this land, and every muscle in his body couldn't help but tremble slightly, but his mood was a little delicate.

Obviously this is his home, but he has to return here as a "tourist", even in front of acquaintances, he has to pretend to meet for the first time.

Although he had rehearsed countless conversations in his mind, he still didn't know how to greet the master and make a joke first, or pretend that he was a student who was going to come to apprenticeship, or directly confess his identity?

If Chen Jiuzhou saw his appearance on weekdays, he would definitely dislike his mother-in-law.

With apprehension, Makoto Kyushu got on the subway and went to the martial arts hall in his memory.

Sitting on a bench in the subway, Makoto Kyushu's work mobile phone suddenly received a text message. However, it was no longer [Mei Jixin] who called, but the data management department of Yin Yang Liao.

One of the reasons why Kyushu Cheng joined Yinyangliao was to figure out the reason for his resurrection, and at this time, he had to seek the help of the data management department.

The database of the Yinyangliao contains a large amount of information about the spirit species, as well as all the reports of supernatural cases that have occurred in the country. If Makoto Kyushu's situation is not unique, then the database may have the answer he wants.

However, ordinary members are not allowed to consult the database on their own, unless they are a top soul slayer who has reached the first or master level.

Ordinary members who wish to investigate the database must apply to the data management department, who will collect the data on their behalf.

Makoto Kyushu sent out his application a week ago, and I finally received a reply today.

Two documents popped up on the phone, which were reports of two cases related to "borrowing corpses to return souls", and the situation was similar to that of Makoto Kyushu.

The first was a pair of twin sisters who were in high school two years ago. They were in a car accident at the same time, the older sister was pronounced dead, and the younger sister survived. But after that, my sister insisted that she was my sister, and even her hairstyle and personality became no different from my sister.

Doctors declared that she was suffering from mental illness and were going to treat her psychologically. However, after a detailed examination, a "soulology" researcher in Yinyangliao found out that the truth was that his sister's soul happened to possess his sister who died first in a car accident.

The researcher believed that the soul transfer incident was due to the extremely deep blood relationship between the two, and the fact that the two were always together before they died, so that the sister was attracted to her sister's body when the soul was gone.

In the second case, a well-known horse trainer and his beloved horse accidentally fell off a cliff, and their souls were swapped during the near death, and they both committed suicide soon after they could not adapt to their new bodies. This incident caused a lot of social uproar five years ago, and it took a lot of effort for the Public Security Demon Hunting Section to calm down all kinds of rumors.

What both cases have in common is that the relationship between the two parties involved in the resurrection is extremely close. Investigators believe that this is the reason for the occurrence of a small probability event such as soul transfer.

After reading the files of these two cases, Makoto Kyushu felt even more confused.

"Chen Jiuzhou" and "Jiuzhou Cheng" never even met each other before their deaths, let alone have a "close relationship".

His rebirth may seem similar to those two cases at first glance, but it is in fact very different.

"I should probably go find the so-called 'soul researchers'?" Makoto Kyushu thought to himself.

But soon Makoto Kyushu gave up on the idea. In case he becomes a guinea pig after revealing his identity, he is locked up in the laboratory for research every day, and his every move must be closely monitored, which is definitely not worth the loss.

Makoto Kyushu put away his phone and listened to the rhythmic sound of the wheels hitting the track, slowly killing time.

Suddenly, there was a slight commotion in the crowd next to the carriage.

Kyushu Makoto got up and went over to check, only to find a passenger with a blue face, lying on the ground with his eyes rolled and convulsing, and his blood vessels crawling up the surface of his gradually shriveled skin like earthworms, looking as mad as a monster.

As the crowd gathered around him and talked, a ball-headed girl in a loose blue jacket shouted, "I'm a doctor, get out of the way," pushed through the crowd to the passengers, and crouched down to examine him.

The girl pressed a few times on the passenger's chest and performed a set of first aid actions, and the passenger's hideous expression was much soothed, and his hands and feet did not move.

However, Makoto Kyushu actually saw that the girl secretly took out a yellow rune paper with cinnabar spells from her pocket during the first aid process and pasted it into the passenger's shirt, which made her stop struggling.

If it had been before, Makoto Kyushu would never have noticed this rune paper. But since joining the Yin Yang Liao, Kyushu Cheng has become a little more sensitive to this aspect.

In fact, Kyushu Chenglai Yanhuang was also required to report in advance as a "supernatural practitioner" before, because Yanhuang also has his own supernatural countermeasure organization.

After a soul slayer like Kyushu Cheng came to Yanhuang, he was not allowed to use supernatural abilities for any reason, and he had to hand over the supernatural events to the local spirit slayer to deal with, and he must not act without authorization, otherwise the most serious thing may lead to a national-level military dispute.

Kyushu Makoto pinched the emergency talisman paper in his pocket, and after seeing that the situation was under control, he let go of his hand and turned to leave.

Just as he passed a few passengers, his footsteps stopped again.

He caught a glimpse of a young passenger in a T-shirt standing sneakily behind another passenger, fingers restlessly reaching into his pockets.

The passengers who were about to be stolen were watching the excitement intently, and they continued to take pictures of the ball-headed girl, unaware that they were being targeted.

Kyushu Cheng quietly stood beside the two and recorded the scene with his mobile phone.

Just as the pickpocket took out the wallet in the other party's pocket, Kyushu Makoto quickly ended the video and pinched the pickpocket's stolen index finger to break it with the opposite side. Before he could scream, he used the police to hold him to the ground.

……

Relying on the experience of frequent righteousness and courage in his previous life, Kyushu Makoto was familiar with the pickpockets to the police station and sought help from the police.

The police wanted to interrogate him more and check his identity card. Kyushu Makoto fumbled in his pocket, but only took out a passport, and the attitude of the police officers immediately became better, and they let him go without asking a few words, and thanked him for the willingness of a foreign friend to help.

Kyushu Makoto felt a little awkward, but he didn't deliberately defend it, and after coming out of the police station, he continued to rush towards the martial arts hall.

Coming to the door of the martial arts hall that was as familiar as home, Makoto Kyushu's heartbeat had reached its limit, even more nervous than his battle with the villains.

However, the strange thing is that the door of the martial arts hall is locked, and there seems to be no one inside.

"What? They're not here? ”

Makoto Kyushu inquired about someone nearby and was surprised to learn the news.

"Young man, you didn't come at the right time. Master Chen took his disciples to the Northeast two days ago, as if he was going to some White Horse Temple to find someone to learn, and then he would go to Siam. An uncle lying on a bamboo chair shook a pu fan and said leisurely:

"They don't expect to come back in two months, so come back next time."

"I left two days ago" Makoto Kyushu gasped, and a trace of unwillingness rose in his heart.

If it weren't for Yokohama's trivialities, he would have been able to reach Yanhuang as early as a week, and he would have been able to see Master.

It's a shame to miss it like this.

Standing at the door of the martial arts hall and pondering for a while, Makoto Kyushu raised his head and looked at the scorching sun in the blue sky for a moment, allowing his vision to become extremely dizzy.

After a few moments, he turned away without looking back.

At this point, he could only accept this imperfect reality and not regret his previous decision.

If Master had known that he had refused to save someone in danger in order to go home to visit his family, he would have been so angry that he would have beaten him up.

Although he did not see Master during this Yanhuang trip, the bond between him and Master and his hometown has never been broken, and he is not alone.

As long as "martial arts" still exist in his heart, he will always be him. It is martial arts that connects him to the past and drives him to the future.

In this unpredictable world, he still has so much to do that he can't stop there.

"Then let's go back." He exhaled open-mindedly and decided: "Next summer. No, come back for the winter holidays. ”

Before leaving, he set off to a small noodle restaurant near the martial arts hall. Since it was not meal time, the restaurant was empty, except for the sound of the electric fan spinning.

"What do you want to eat?" An old man in an apron walked out with a soup spoon in his hand, a kind smile on his wrinkled face.

"A bowl of Yangchun noodles, two poached eggs, and a basket of fresh meat buns, with a plate of chili oil."

Kyushu Makoto sat on a plastic chair and said with ease.

The old man was stunned for a moment, and the spoon fell to the ground with a clatter.

"What's wrong?" Makoto Kyushu helped him pick up the spoon and asked with concern.

"It's nothing, it's just that I thought of a regular customer just now, and I was confused all of a sudden." The old man took the spoon and laughed:

"Sit down, young man, and I'll do it for you."

The meal was quickly served, and Kyushu Makoto folded the wooden chopsticks and feasted on it.

"It's really good, the taste hasn't changed. I hope that next time I come over, this shop will still be open. ”

He finished eating silently, put another twenty yuan on the table, picked up his bag and left the noodle restaurant.

(End of chapter)