Chapter 36

Zen Yuan Xia Zi: "???"

Zen Temple: “!!!”

Zenin Kei: “Wow!”

San's bewildered state did not last long. As for the stranger who suddenly appeared at home and approached his family, Chanyuan Shen'er could only assume the greatest ill will towards him.

As a sorcerer killer, Zenin Shin'er has few friends but many enemies, so many that he himself doesn't even know how many people want to kill him.

Those people would accurately find the enemy's weakness and then make a fatal move. There was once a time when Zenin Shin'er was targeted in the heart by a cursed spirit that was specially raised to deal with him, but he didn't have the same speed at that time.

He completely gave up attack and defense, leaving a large area of ​​his back to the opponent, but the person in his arms was protected without any gap.

Zenin Shin'er was already prepared to be injured, but after one or two seconds with his back facing the enemy, there was no movement, so long that he couldn't help but turn his head to look.

There was no one behind him, so he hurriedly looked in several other directions and then saw the man in the corridor.

If we ignore the strange way that person appeared and the powerful strength that Zenyuan even vaguely felt, to be fair, she was a very beautiful person.

She looked to be about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with long black hair tied into a bun, and dark golden eyes that always had a faint smile on their faces. Every frown and smile of hers had a magical charm that made people unable to take their eyes away.

However, in front of the married man Zenin Shinji, none of this was worth his attention. A sorcerer could judge the strength of the enemy by the magic power revealed. Zenin Shinji was not a sorcerer, but he also had his own way of judging. He believed that he would rather face the kid from the ten Gojo families than the person in front of him.

Because of this, he chose to protect his wife instead of fighting back at the first opportunity.

This was the most terrifying opponent he had ever encountered in all his years of life, Zenin Shinji originally thought so, but now he fell into deep thought.

His most formidable rival was now playing with his son in the porch, and having a great time—

"How old is Xiaohui this year?"

The child, who was less than three years old, stubbornly broke out three little fingers on his chubby palm.

After receiving the reply, the kimono beauty generously touched Zenin Hui's head and gave her a reward. In her other hand was a small golden candy: "Great, good boy, this is a reward for you."

It was a small piece of konpeito. In the few memories of Zenin Kei who had just grown teeth, it was one of the top three delicacies. The first time he ate it was when his father casually put one in his mouth while he was watching TV. The sweet taste made him miss it for a long time. However, his mother grabbed his father's ears and scolded him right after that, and he never ate candy again.

The small piece of candy candy was a temptation that Kozenin Kei could not resist. However, just as he reached out to take it, his father waved his hand and threw him to his mother.

Zenin Shinji frowned and glanced at Hinawa Shinichi, then lowered his head and said to his wife in a softer tone, "You and the child go to the room and wait for me. I'll take care of it."

Zenin Natsuko was naturally worried, but such a scene was clearly beyond her ability to deal with, so she could only nod and take her son into the room.

"Who are you and what is your purpose in approaching our family?" After his wife and children left, Chanyuan Shen'er immediately became impolite.

As for whether this impoliteness was a threat or something else, Hinawa Shinichi just ruffled his hair. He didn't care about it.

Hirin Shinichi slammed his fist into his palm and showed a very warm smile, trying to get away with it: "Have you heard the story of the crane repaying its gratitude? I am that crane that repays its gratitude. Your wife just happened to save me."

Swish! Zenin Shiner drew out the cursed weapon from his waist.

As expected, it was impossible to succeed in the fraud, as the beautiful woman in kimono in front of him showed a smile that said "there's nothing I can do to you".

Zenyuan even got goosebumps all over his body, and for a moment he even felt like the other person was looking at a stray cat that was making trouble for no reason.

"Forget it, I won't tease you anymore. I wonder if you know anything about city awareness considering your intelligence network is several years behind."

The platinum-colored cypress fan in the kimono beauty's hand fluttered gently, covering most of his face, revealing only his narrow dark golden eyes: "This may be the first time we meet. I am Sendai, the city where you live."

Zen Temple: "..."

Okay, city consciousness. About a few days ago, he learned about this group from Kong Shiyu, and according to that intelligence dealer, city consciousness is different from humans - God!

Zenin Shinji took a deep breath. He believed this statement almost instantly. After all, not many people could pretend to be Sendai in Sendai. "Okay, Sendai... Sir, please tell me why you came to see me."

Realizing that the city consciousness in front of him was like a "god", Zenin Shin'er let go of his hostility a little. For an existence that he couldn't afford to offend, Zenin Shin'er still used a respectful title. However, when he was struggling with whether to call him "Madam" or "Mr.", he was in a dilemma.

Does the city have gender? He just heard Sendai use a male self-proclaimed name, but his appearance is clearly female. In the end, Zenin Jiner changed the name to one that can be used by both men and women. As for gender, let's just assume that the city consciousness doesn't care much about the way humans speak.

"You really don't believe that I came here for your wife?" The kimono beauty blinked her eyes, her voice soft and gentle.

Sometimes telling the truth is not so convincing. Chanyuan Shier shook his head decisively: "My wife is a strong and beautiful woman. She is the best wife and mother to my family, but she will not have any effect on the city's consciousness. The purpose of your visit this time is for me."

Shinichi Hinata heard a cold snort and could already imagine Sendai's expression. He maintained a smile and said, "So what do you think I need you to do?"

Zen Yuan Shier lowered his eyes slightly, then raised them quickly: "City consciousness is almost omnipotent in the city, but there are still cities that choose to cooperate with humans, which means you still need humans."

After saying this, he looked directly at the city consciousness in front of him, trying to find some clues, but unfortunately, Sendai was still looking at him with a smile, and he could not tell anything from his expression.

Zen Yuan gave up and shook his head. "I can't guess what you need me to do, but you must need me. I will accept any job now if you can... afford the price."

The price for a sorcerer killer is very high. Generally, one mission can drain the life savings of an ordinary first-level sorcerer for half a lifetime. It should be noted that sorcerers are generally high-income people.

Moreover, different customers offer different prices, which depends on the difficulty of the target and the identity of the user. So, if City Consciousness needs a sorcerer killer, what price can He offer?

Money? Treasures? Those things are indeed what the monastery needs, but they are also the price that anyone can afford. If the city consciousness can give him what he wants, he is willing to do anything.

"Is that so?" The god in feathered robes finally put down his cypress fan and smiled a little: "I will offer you a price you can't refuse—"

"How about a medicine that can cure your wife?"

Sorcerers have a very useful form of contract, but one of them is Heaven and Curse and the other is City Consciousness, so they cannot use the sorcerers' methods.

Zenin Shinji originally thought that the city consciousness would have some special hand block, but he saw Sendai take out a stack of papers from the sleeves of his kimono.

After signing the contract, Sendai would provide his wife with good medicine to treat her illness. So when Zenin signed the contract, he was very happy and didn't even read the contents carefully. He only knew that he had to report to Tokyo a week after signing.

It was clearly a need from Sendai, but he was asked to report to Tokyo. However, these doubts were not as important as his wife's health. Zenin Shinji gave up asking after seeing a small white porcelain bottle.

"After you take the medicine, you can take Xia Zi to the hospital for a checkup. Once you confirm that she is fine, you can go to Tokyo with peace of mind. I will send the remaining medicine every month. Of course, the premise is that you abide by the delicate agreement."

Leaving behind these words, the kimono beauty transformed into a large white bird, flapped its wings and flew away, leaving behind Zenin Shinjiro holding the bottle tightly in his hand.

"Is that thing the bar left behind by Shuten-doji?" Hinawa Shinichi asked Sendai.

Sendai did not deny: "I don't have the habit of drinking, so I took it out to put it to good use."

Hinata sighed slightly: "You could have chosen something else."

The setting of city consciousness, combined with various legends, has what ordinary humans desire. Medicine for curing diseases is also a very precious thing in legends. If you want to save Zenin Natsuko, Shinichi Hinawa knows one or two cities that have the solution.

Unexpectedly, Sendai took out the collection of the previous generation. The current generation may have different thoughts about the previous generation's city consciousness, but Shinichi Hinawa knew that Sendai still cared about the things left by the previous generation.

"I have no solution. My companions do have solutions, but they can only heal her." The big white bird landed on an old tree, its dark golden eyes revealing a gentle look. "She needs to make up for the deficiencies in her body, otherwise she can only live for another 20 to 30 years. And Chanyuan Shen'er is in amazingly good health, so it should be easy for him to live past 100."

What kind of view does urban consciousness have on humans? Sendai couldn't remember how he had viewed humans before. He only remembered that the sun was extremely hot that afternoon, and when he landed in the backyard of the little girl's house, she brought him some clean water.

There was no point in being too rigid about status; he just liked sparkling souls.

This can be considered as the crane's way of repaying a favor.

(End of this chapter)