Chapter 897 This Little Lolita Is Definitely Acting, Right? !

The group was noisy, mainly Sonoko and Momiji.

They would argue about everything.

However, Fujino did not feel that the two of them were really arguing because of anger. Instead, their relationship gradually improved because of the quarrel?

Thinking about it carefully, Okino Yoko and Ikezawa Yuko were also like this...

Maybe this is the routine of the confrontation road suddenly becoming passionate?

Fujino did not quite understand this routine, but he still understood a little.

Just like him and his group of good friends.

The better the good friends are, the more stable the relationship between good friends will be.

Conan, Lao Ma, Hei Ji and Hei Yu are like this.

Fujino thought to himself, looking at the two people who occasionally quarreled, he thought it was pretty good.

After all, it was a group of young people who came out to play. If everyone had a droopy face, there would be no fireworks in adolescence.

…………

The sky gradually darkened, and the lights of hundreds of houses in the village rang.

In the living room of the B&B, a group of people sat around a small pot exposed on the ground.

The boss, Mr. Yan, lit the pot, while his wife brought fresh ingredients from the refrigerator in the kitchen.

"Well, this is the feeling of ancient times!"

Everyone sat on the floor next to the pot, Suzuki Sonoko waved the river fish skewered on bamboo sticks in her hand, looking lively and excited.

Mao Lilan seemed more quiet, holding the miso soup and taking a sip: "Miso soup like this made in an old pot does have a special taste, right, Conan?"

"Hmmmm!"

Conan nodded in agreement.

"Well, it's really good..."

Ooka Hongye behaved in a dignified manner, as if she was attending a family dinner. She held a bowl of miso soup, thought for a moment and smiled: "This atmosphere is like experiencing the life of ancient common people?"

Grayhara Ai picked up the rice, glanced at Hongye next to her, and complained in her heart: "This young lady seems to like to evaluate common people from the perspective of aristocrats..."

"Haha..."

Fujino laughed dryly. He was no longer surprised by this Kyoto young lady who spoke ruthlessly.

Her ancestors were all nobles, and they probably never cooked by themselves.

Sitting in such a place to eat, I guess her ancestors would be angry and curse their descendants for being so miserable.

Fujino took a piece of soft white tofu from the pot, blew it twice and put it in his mouth.

It's called miso soup, but in fact, it's just cooking hot pot.

This is how it was in ancient Japan. There was probably no other way to cook except boiling.

Speaking of which, miso soup is the soup base of hot pot.

Although China does not have the habit of drinking hot pot soup, in resource-scarce Japan, anything edible is a precious resource that cannot be easily discarded.

Compared with China's vast territory and abundant resources, Japan has been a small country since ancient times. It is so poor that it can only risk going to the sea to catch fish to eat. Even things like pufferfish can be eaten by countless people in exchange for a correct and safe way to eat them.

In fact, think about it, China is the same.

In the final analysis, in any era, civilians are the most suffering. Things like konjac, mushrooms, and Guanyin soil are all forced out when there is an extreme shortage of food.

"Hey, Mr. Fujino, do you want some wine?"

At this time, Madam Junzi came over with a wine glass and asked Fujino: "The wines here are all homemade specialties."

"I don't need it."

Fujino smiled politely and declined: "After all, I'm still a minor."

"Oh, then I'm really rude."

Mrs. Junzi was surprised for a moment, and a smile appeared on her old face: "After all, Mr. Fujino, you look very mature, and you feel like my son is about the same age... and there is a Zhi in your name."

"What son!"

At this time, the boss Nagakura Shi suddenly stood up, looking a little excited: "I have never regarded that kind of person as my son, and I don't have such a son at all!"

"Anada..."

Mrs. Junzi was stunned for a moment when she heard this: "No matter what... Rongzhi is too pitiful, right?"

"Shut up!"

"Didn't we agree not to mention this kind of thing to outsiders?"

Mr. Shi said with a serious face, and turned to leave the living room.

"My husband... is just like that, don't take it to heart."

Mrs. Junzi bowed politely to everyone, then turned around and chased after them.

"What...?"

Suzuki Sonoko looked at the two of them, a little stunned: "Isn't this boss's temper a little too weird?"

"It should be about their son."

Ooka Hongye thought for a while: "The boss doesn't want to mention his son, it must be because something happened... that caused him not to be mentioned."

"But isn't this too harsh?"

Mori Ran couldn't help but sigh: "He doesn't even recognize his own son..."

"Maybe this is the traditional concept of Japan."

Ai Huihara was on the side, taking a sip of miso soup, putting her hands on her knees with a mature look as if she was used to it: "Living in such a traditional village, their traditional concepts are naturally taken very seriously. For traditional families, a child who becomes a shame is a shame for the whole family."

"Well, this is the so-called family disgrace, right?"

Ooka Momiji glanced at Haibara Ai with strange eyes, and then explained in a normal way: "In fact, in some of our families in Kyoto, things like this are actually very common, because they have done something embarrassing. , was kicked out of the family... After all, for a family, a person who brings shame to the family may be expelled from the family. Even the name cannot be kept, and there is a high probability that no one in the family will mention it. ”

"Well, it's pretty much the same here. For example, some young masters will be kicked out of their homes if they do something too outrageous. It's almost like they can't mention it in front of others. After all, it's a family scandal. There's always a way of provoking others by saying it. feeling.”

Suzuki Sonoko quite agreed with her idea and found common ground, but at the same time she couldn't help but take a deep look at Haibara Ai.

They both had the same idea in their hearts.

This child clearly looked like a little girl before.

What the hell is it that makes you look so mature now?

Are you going to put on the show with us?

This little loli is definitely acting, right? !

"So cruel..."

Mao Lilan was not familiar with such things, so she just lowered her eyes and sighed with emotion: "Not only can't I keep my name, I can't even mention it. It's obviously a family thing."

"This is the clan concept."

Fujino crossed his hands on his chest, but he was not surprised: "Just like the genealogy in some places in China, the genealogy records the achievements of this person's life for future generations to admire, and it is the greatest honor to be able to open a single page for the family...Similarly, Being removed from the family tree is the most humiliating thing for a family member.”

"Like China's traitor lackeys, scum, and national sinners who have done something outrageous and resentful, basically the entire family tree will be wiped out, and even the family will be implicated in being cast aside... As for the sinners, they will be written down in the history books. If you make a serious note, the historical data will be infamy for thousands of years. In serious cases, you will be erected as a statue and be despised by the world, but this has nothing to do with the family. "

After a pause, Fujino continued: "But it's hard to talk about things like this about the family. After all, being kicked out of the house or something doesn't necessarily mean it's really wrong. Sometimes the person involved may just do what they want to pursue. It just goes against the interests of the family."

“It’s like Romeo and Juliet!”

Suzuki Sonoko doesn't feel sleepy anymore when she talks about her family.

After all, she is the eldest lady in a big family.

But their family doesn't have such serious ideas.

On the other hand, her elder sister doesn't want to find a man quickly. If this continues, she will probably have to take over the family tasks from her parents!

"Romeo and Juliet?"

Ooka Hongye paused for a moment, then murmured: "The description is quite appropriate..."

"What?"

"It's nothing, I just remembered something."

Suzuki Sonoko stared at Ooka Momiji, but Ooka Momiji obviously didn't want to say too much about what she just thought of.

"Um, have you ever heard of the ghost legend here?"

The two girls in the pot next to them came over and wanted to get acquainted with the group and talked to everyone.

"The legend of ghosts?"

Suzuki Sonoko thought for a while: "Are you talking about the rumors and reports in that magazine?"

"Magazine report?"

Xiaolan was confused when she heard this. Among the two girls, the one with wavy hair showed everyone the contents of a magazine: "This is the report. I heard that there is something haunting here!"

"There are ghosts in the World Heritage List, which has caused trouble to the locals and has unexpectedly become a major selling point..."

Xiaolan read it out, and then said with a smile: "They should all be rumors, just like what Conan said about driving the economy, gimmicks and so on, how can ghosts and other things exist in this world!"

"Although it's just a rumor, in an atmosphere like this, there's always an excitement that makes people feel chills on their backs!"

"Yeah, right?"

Yuanzi obviously found the same topic as this group of girls, and nodded firmly in agreement with their opinions.

Then, she suggested: "Speaking of which, there is also an activity of following the team to watch at night. Why don't we go out at night and have a look? Maybe we can encounter ghosts or something?"

"ghost……"

Xiaolan, who had zero magic resistance, was obviously a little scared.

Ooka Momiji was also a little worried about ghosts and things like that: "It's too late, and we've been playing all day today, so we'd better go to bed early..."

"Oh~"

Suzuki Sonoko smiled playfully: "Are you afraid of ghosts?"

"Where is..."

Ooka Momiji crossed his arms across his chest, supporting himself to show his confidence: "I'm not afraid of ghosts at all."

Yuanzi smiled and said, "Let's go together then?"

Ooka Hongye gritted his teeth and said firmly: "Go... just go."

Conan thought about it for a while and felt that he, a materialistic detective who did not believe in ghosts and ghosts, must investigate the ghost or something.

So she acted coquettishly and said to Mao Lilan: "Sister Xiaolan, I want to go too!"

"Conan, children shouldn't go out after dark, right?"

"I want to go!"

"All right……"

Xiaolan couldn't defeat Conan, then looked at Fujino and smiled: "Anyway, Fujino-senpai is here, so there shouldn't be any problems, right?"

Sonoko nodded: "That is to say, Fujino-senpai can definitely protect us!"

"Then I have to hold the wooden knife tightly..."

Fujino felt helpless, stretched out his hand and held the wooden sword pendant hanging in front of his neck.

In fact, he doesn't tend to be meddlesome. After all, if he goes out for a trip, who knows if anyone here will be kidnapped by some weird criminals?

As for ghosts and gods... Koizumi Anko even said that he was some kind of son of the moonlight. It was a bit unreasonable that the moonlight was not his home ground.

What's more, he still has a mahogany knife in his hand!

If that doesn't work, there are still thousand-year-old sacred relics from Chiyo and Cangxue. At worst, they can just take them out and use them to fight with spells.

You've been a ghost for decades, can you still be as powerful as my thousand-year-old bloodthirsty sword spirit?

Hui Yuan Ai said helplessly: "You are all going to go, I can't stay in the B&B alone..."

…………

"It's dry and dry, be careful with the candles!"

"It's dry and dry, be careful with the candles!"

The team of watchmen paraded through the streets in the village, and the people leading the team held lanterns to create an ancient atmosphere.

At night, the fog in the mountains is thick, close to the streets of ancient times. The dim environment and the faint moonlight reflect the entire street with a hazy feeling that spans time and space, which happens to create an atmosphere like the uncanny valley effect.

Haiyuan Ai had seen something more terrifying, so he was a stable group at this time. Instead, he looked at the watchman in front of the team who was beating with a wake wood, and said curiously: "But speaking of it, the profession of watchman is still It’s really rare.”

"Yes, because now there is no need to call a watchman at all."

Conan put his hands around the back of his head: "The watchman is used to prevent fires. After all, houses in ancient times were made of wood and thatch. If you are not careful, you will be completely in danger."

Fujino knows more about watchmen: "Actually, watchmen were originally from China. For quite some time, they were night patrol officers of the government. In addition to preventing fires, they also played the role of telling time and preventing theft. There are even legends. It also has the responsibility of exorcising evil spirits and traveling through the underworld to frighten demons.”

Fujino thought for a while and explained: "It is said that there was an underworld in ancient times. Yin and Yang were divided into two realms. The day is yang and the night is yin. Dusk is used to separate the two realms of yin and yang. After dark, evil spirits walk at night and people retreat, and the watchman is there. A job used in towns to curb evil spirits and patrol at night to prevent people from being possessed by demons..."

"Fujino... don't talk about this."

Ooka Momiji pulled Fujino's sleeves: "I feel a little cold on my back."

"It's just a legend."

Yuanzi glanced at her and said with a confident smile: "You must be scared, right?"

Ooka Hongye: "..."

Are you hiding behind Fujino like me and have the nerve to say this?

"It's just a folk tale, you don't need to pay too much attention to it."

Fujino looked at the two people and chuckled: "Although they are not serious watchmen, they should still have the effect of exorcising evil spirits. What's more, if there are really evil spirits, they will not come to such a popular place, so as long as they stay In the team, nothing will happen."

"Na..."

When they reached the intersection, Xiaolan suddenly stopped a few people in a low voice: "Look, there is a girl over there..."

"girl?"

Several people looked in the direction Xiaolan pointed.

Then, he saw a little girl with short black hair on a mist-filled country road leading to the nearby mountains and forests. A warm glow was blooming around her, and she was waving in this direction.