"Listen to the NHK morning news broadcast below."
A pleasant female voice came from the radio. Chu Zihang sat beside the radio, meditating and paying attention to the broadcast on the radio.
Before coming to Japan, Senior Brother Chu spent a week studying Japanese unexpectedly. Although it was still a bit difficult, he could still understand some of it, and he could understand the general meaning by connecting the words he heard.
Gu Bei pushed open the door with breakfast in hand and looked up to see Chu Zihang guarding the living room.
Gu Bei laughed and said, "Senior brother, you got up so early. Have you gone to morning exercises?"
Chu Zihang shook his head.
Gu Bei raised the breakfast in his hand: "I went to get breakfast, do you want to eat it together?"
"good."
The two of them sat at the table. Gu Bei opened the lunch box, which contained old Chinese soy milk and fried dough sticks.
As a former five-star hotel, the Grand Hyatt Hotel naturally provides a variety of food. When Gu Bei went to the restaurant, he not only saw Chinese food, but also German food, French food, and kimchi.
Gu Bei complained: "Japanese people are really not particular. There is not even a breakfast vendor on the street. Fortunately, the hotel provides three meals a day, otherwise we would have to make enough food and clothing ourselves."
Chu Zihang remained silent. He was a man as silent as a knife, as sharp as a knife, and as capable. Even when eating, he kept concise movements without any redundancy.
Well, except for the eighth wife, Chu Zihang does look like a knife.
Relatively speaking, Gu Bei was much more casual. He didn't move his chopsticks and directly grabbed the greasy fried dough sticks. He stuffed it into his mouth in a few strokes, then drank half a cup of soy milk and let out a satisfying moan.
The broadcast on the radio was still ringing: "At two o'clock this morning, an unknown fire broke out at the Yasukuni Shrine, covering more than ten surrounding areas. The cause of the fire is currently unknown. The relevant departments are investigating..."
The host spoke very coherently. Chu Zihang pricked up his ears and only heard the words fire, Jingguo, reason, investigation, etc., but this did not prevent him from piecing together the facts.
"Did you go to the Yasukuni Shrine last night?"
Gu Bei's expression remained unchanged, and he said, "I'm not, I haven't, don't talk nonsense."
"Senior brother, how can you accuse someone of innocence out of thin air?"
Chu Zihang ignored him and continued to eat his breakfast.
Gu Bei shrugged, knowing that the matter was over.
Not telling senior brother about this matter was not because he didn't trust Chu Zihang or for any other reason, it was just because he was a talkative person.
Although the senior brother's mouth is as tough as a big lieba, there is no guarantee that there is any way to target the soul like a pair of hands, and the thing has been done, so there is no need to say it.
The two of them had a tacit understanding and tacitly agreed not to talk about this matter again.
The aroma filled the room, attracting Lu Mingfei who was meditating.
"Wow, it's my favorite fried dough sticks!" Lu Mingfei opened the door and rushed to the dining table to sit down.
Gu Bei slapped him: "Wash your hands."
Lu Mingfei went to the bathroom obediently and came back after a while.
"Is the tofu brain sweet and salty?"
Gu Bei pushed the food box over: "It's spicy. I specifically told the chef that it should taste similar to the one downstairs at your house."
There is a breakfast stall downstairs at Uncle Lu Mingfei’s house. The fried dough sticks with tofu are delicious, and the tofu in it is even more outstanding. A big spoonful of the tofu will come out, and a hint of spiciness will come through. It will make your whole body warm and bearable. He kept moaning.
Chu Lugu and the three of them liked it very much.
However, Gu Bei always suspected that the owner of that shop had traveled from the set of The Spirit of Aphrodisiac next door. Every time before eating, he would try his best to detect whether there was any drug in Tofu's brain.
Lu Mingfei didn't care about that. He directly picked up a large spoonful of tofu and stuffed it into his mouth, making a happy sound.
The three of them chatted while eating, and the topics ranged from games to talking spirits, from talking spirits to magic, from the south of the world to the north of the sea.
While chatting, Lu Mingfei seemed to remember something, and lowered his voice mysteriously: "Boss, senior brother, let me tell you a secret."
Gu Bei asked cooperatively: "What secret?"
Chu Zihang remained calm on the surface, but secretly his ears were pricked up.
Should I say it or not, Chu Zihang has not yet entered Qimen, otherwise he would probably be listening to the wind by this time.
Lu Mingfei looked around, looking like a sneaky cat: "Tokyo is not peaceful, there are weird things!"
Originally, Gu Bei just planned to listen, but at this time his curiosity was aroused: "Brother Lu, why did you say this? Tell me more."
Lu Mingfei's vanity was satisfied. He scooped up a spoonful of tofu puffs and drank it while shaking his head. He smiled and said nothing, showing off.
Gu Bei didn't tolerate him, so he gave him a big chestnut directly.
Thanking Lao Tie for the chestnuts he sent, Lu Mingfei was forced by someone's power and said, "I was meditating last night when I suddenly felt a palpitation in my heart, as if something dangerous appeared around me, which made me... The mind is so confused that it is difficult to enter concentration."
Gu Bei suddenly had a strange look on his face and heard Lu Mingfei continue: "I couldn't get into meditation, so I opened the window and looked in the direction of the feeling. Guess what?"
Gu Bei had a weird look on his face and said nothing. Chu Zihang felt itchy hearing this, and he was a rare compliment: "What's the matter?"
Lu Mingfei had read a lot of novels during this period, and he even spoke like a novel, saying: "There was a red cloud in the sky, as if it was stained with blood, and it was red for thousands of miles. There were figures flashing in the red clouds, and there was a lot of people. Singing and dancing, it’s like celebrating something.”
Chu Zihang's face also looked a little strange.
Lu Mingfei was not aware of it. He used his experience of reading novels during this period, combined with the Taoist knowledge taught by Gu Bei and the mixed-race knowledge taught by Chu Zihang, and continued: "I guess there should be a huge giant under Tokyo. The ancient magic formation, or the spirit formation, or the alchemy formation is also possible. This formation continuously absorbs the souls of the dead, and then...why are you looking at me like this?"
Gu Bei held his forehead and sighed: "You are not allowed to read any more novels within a month!"
Chu Zihang nodded in agreement.
Lu Mingfei couldn't help but scratch the back of his head and couldn't figure out why he couldn't read the novel inexplicably?
After breakfast, everyone gathered in Tang and Fingel's room.
Everyone was there, except for Old Tang, who was tied up tightly by Gu Bei and then notified that he would be shipped back to China.
"Everyone also knows that Old Tang, as a hunter, has many emergencies, so he quit this team building midway. As for the luggage and other things, they were packed and taken away together last night. Everyone has a good time, so don't think about this. Something happened."
Except for Lu Mingfei, who was still confused, no one else had any objections.
"One more thing, Comic Con is the day after tomorrow, and everyone is an adult...well, some are not."
"We are all independent people now. We all know what we should and shouldn't do. Don't cause trouble."
Hearing this, Fingel, Chu Zihang and Jiude Mai rolled their eyes in unison.
Don't cause trouble? Who could cause a bigger problem than you did last night?
"Okay, the next meeting is tomorrow night, let's disperse now!"
