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Chapter 129 The Prosperity of Yan Moting

Beni Yanmo basically didn't sleep much all night, a little nervous, but also thinking about Dazai Osamu's words.

After carefully inspecting the surrounding markets and reading many business books, he finally decided on this store as a dessert house.But Hong Yanmo is not without ambitions. On the contrary, as he manages and accumulates wealth little by little, his business ambitions are like lush grass in spring, which will rustle and grow when the wind blows.

To have your own store, then the second, and the third, only with more stores can you...

What can I do?

Hong Yanmo couldn't remember it, he realized that besides that forgotten past, there was another past hidden in the depths of his mind, vaguely separated by clouds and mist, even with Yan Que's sharp eyesight. Can't see clearly.

Although he couldn't see clearly, Yan Que wasn't worried. He firmly believed that as long as he flew forward, everything would become clear one day.

Just fly forward.

The alarm clock rang, and the chirping chirps in the nest turned over. Hong Yanmo quickly turned off the alarm clock and sat up. The hazy morning light was projecting in along the window, into this room that had been carefully decorated. in the room.Every corner has been carefully arranged, and the semi-finished materials prepared in advance exude a sweet aroma, urging people to get up and turn them into delicious finished products.

Hong Yanmo then got up from the goodness and responded to the call of the ingredients.Egg tarts are of course the most proficient in making, and the same is true for red bean pies, as well as several breads and cakes that I have recently mastered through frequent practice.In the end, there were some ingredients left, and Hong Yanmo subconsciously started to do it. He didn't come back to his senses until the unusual aroma came out of the oven.

Those are Chinese-style pastries, he has never studied and practiced them before, how could...

He picked up a butterfly cake and took a small bite, his red pupils slightly widened.

good to eat.

Full of temperature.

It is a completely different taste from those egg tarts and red bean pies, and it has almost reached the extreme of deliciousness. The little defect is just like the finishing touch, making this food full of a lively atmosphere that is different from ghosts and gods. Human fireworks.If a lonely person eats this kind of food, if a depressed person eats this kind of food, he will be moved to tears, Hong Yanma believes so.

"Is this something made by Hong...Jiu?"

His voice disturbed several Jiujiu who were still sleeping in their cages. The first one to wake up was Shenwei. He was most sensitive to the smell of food. The smell that he could vaguely smell now was different from the aroma that he had smelled in Yan Moting before. There is almost no difference!

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As soon as he woke up, he immediately spread his little wings and fluttered towards the butterfly crisps that were still steaming slightly on the baking tray.

"Boss! What delicious chirp did you make again! Boss...boss? Feather chirp chirp?"

Except for the little black fringe that still rolls around the edge of the wings, Yan Que has completely covered with brilliant three-color feathers, and is turning its head towards him.

——Just like when he first met Boss Hong at Yan Moting.

The other Jiujiu were also quickly awakened by the fragrance. Sanming Jiu looked for his golden spikes all over the house, but he still couldn't find them.

"His Royal Highness? The color of the feathers..."

Zun Jiu also raised his head. He slept a lot, and was a little hazy when he just woke up.

"what colour?"

"Boss? Color?"

This is a bit of a hypoglycemic brandy chirp.

Tong Mojiu was more hazy than other Jiujiu, and when he heard the deep voice saying "boss" and "color", he suddenly became jittery, completely awake, and opened his mouth——

"What? The boss is messing around?"

He was immediately dunked on the head by a small hotplate.

"Slandering Red is a price to be paid!"

Soon, no one cared about Tong Mo anymore, and Jiujiu looked excitedly at those dim sums that hadn't been seen for a long time.

"I remember this! Shenweijiu ate it before!"

"Bai Lanjiu doesn't even want marshmallows just to steal this!"

"And this! Zunjiu, don't you drink with it?"

"Tong Mojiu is always beaten for refusing to hand over the stolen one..."

The Jiujiu had a heated discussion for a while, and suddenly the group fell silent, and a shadow cast from behind them.

"Eating chirp? Drinking chirp?"

Tweeters: "..."

Hong Yanmo couldn't remember what happened before, but this obviously didn't prevent him from using his gradually recovered boss's three views to solve the problem.The guys who committed the crime have been solved, and all the preparations are ready. Boss Hong went to open the door refreshed, ready to open!

...Flower Baskets.

The entrance of the store was full of flower baskets, and who knows who opened a small firework, and the bright and colorful fragments were scattered down one after another.Yosano Akiko had a smile on her face, Oda Sakunosuke looked very gentle, Kunikida Doppo pushed his glasses, the wallet was already in his hand, Edogawa Ranpo looked very proud.

"Master Detective can tell at a glance when Boss Hong will open the door, and besides, there is a historic new product today, right?"

Be a friendly good neighbor chirp!

Hong Yanmo was extremely moved. The members of the Armed Detective Agency not only sent flower baskets, but also became the first batch of customers, buying many products in the store without hesitation.Fukuzawa Yukichi walked at the end, folded his sleeves with his hands, and nodded slightly to Kui Yanmo.

"Boss Hong, my subordinates have caused you trouble."

"How can it be troublesome chirping! Hong is very happy chirping!" Hong Yan Mo felt his eyes heat up, and suddenly, he heard someone shouting hysterically from downstairs——

"Let's buy it ah woo woo woo woo!"

Fukuzawa Yukichi: "..."

Red Yama: "..."

Beni Yanmo came to the fence and poked his head out, just as Tanizaki Junichiro was on the floor below, looking up at him innocently. [Supernatural Power·Xinxue] continued to open, and the surging crowd below was blocked by hallucinations, and they couldn't even get on the elevator.

"Hey, the detective agency has discussed it internally. The scene on the opening day is bound to be lively, so I asked Tanizaki to maintain order in advance." Fukuzawa Yukichi coughed twice as if covering up, and walked into the store quickly. After a while, he issued a message Some surprised voice.

"Is there any Japanese-style refreshments? Kunikida, please help me get some... No, let's wrap it all up."

Red Yama: "..."

Boss Hong silently looked at the members of the Armed Detective Agency who were shopping wildly in the store, and then looked at Junichiro Tanizaki who stretched his neck while activating his supernatural powers and shouted to help him get some more egg tarts.

Boss Red: "..."

He feels that this is not to maintain order, but to eliminate dissidents to ensure that he can buy goods.

Junichiro Tanizaki's ability didn't last long. Beni Yanma only heard the roar of a locomotive from the street below. Then, a pink locomotive flew up vertically. The man with orange-red hair was driving the locomotive, making an angry voice. .

"You guys save a little bit!!!"

There was even a flower basket tied to the back of the locomotive.

Zhong Yuanzhong, who hadn't eaten egg tarts at all before, also stopped the motorcycle. He didn't think there was anything strange about the location where he parked. Snow】The others howled.Hearing the wailing sound behind him, Nakahara Chuya's pace suddenly quickened, and he held the flower basket with one hand and handed it to Hong Yanmo.

"It's... to celebrate the opening."

Then he can't wait to go shopping!

"Wait a minute, Mr. Chuya." Hong Yanmo stopped him, "The Mafia side of the port, isn't it..."

Nakahara also turned around, "Speaking of which, Mr. Mori brought this up on his own initiative, and Dazai will probably come over soon."

"what?!"

In any case, Hong Yanmo defected from the port of Mafia, so he has been carefully hiding his whereabouts.In fact, he knew that with Mori Ogai's ability, he probably already knew of his existence. He had always been vigilant. Even if Osamu Dazai couldn't come here today due to safety concerns, he could fully understand, but why...

Boss Hong looked at the signatures of the flower baskets one by one, and there was even Guangjin Liulang from Mafia at the port.Is Port Mafia so friendly to defecting members?Hong Yanmo was a little confused for a moment, and before he could think about it, a new and unfamiliar name had already appeared in front of him.

"Jiguo...Yuan Yijiu?"

The flower basket is woven of red vine flowers, as hot as a flame, and the circle of golden flowers around the edge is like the glow of the sun.I don't know if it was Hong Yanmo's illusion, but he felt the vine flowers squirm slightly.

Red Yama: "...?"

"...Maybe it's presumptuous, but we have indeed been paying attention to Boss Hong's shop for a long time."

A young man in black approached slowly from behind Hong Yanmo. He wore a turban on his head, as if he was concealing some characteristics that were different from human beings. This attire weakened his cold aura a lot.

"That flower basket was given by me."

Hong Yanmo looked in the direction he signaled, and a whole basket of snapdragons roared at him like a soul from hell.

Red Yama: "..."

I always feel like I've seen this scene before, but...

Hong Yanmo raised a thumbs up to the opponent.

"Great chirp! May I ask if this plant is for sale? Hong wants to order three thousand pots!"

The mysterious taste that should be forgotten is the first to recover!What a sad news!

While they were talking, the most special guest arrived late.

Under the rather elegant and wide cloak is a slightly thin body. The season is getting colder, but the long gray and fluffy scarf is tied very perfunctorily.Osamu Dazai changed his previous unfit black suit and went up to the floor where Yan Moting Dessert Shop is located. The black-clothed ghost stepped aside so that Yan Que could see him properly.

Although on the surface it looked calm and breezy, Gui Deng's hand was slightly clenched in his sleeve.

Success or failure is here.

If it is restored like this...

They have been guarding this special small world outside the world for a long time. Osamu Dazai, who holds meritorious deeds, has the absolute initiative in this world. Because the Red Enma is in a state of demonization, Osamu Dazai is extremely wary of crusaders like them .

Of course, they didn't just wait there, they also found a certain chirp who had worked in Yan Moting through other channels, and after explaining the situation, the other party was willing to help.

[The rest of the teacups still have to be obtained. 】

The other said so.

They hope that Boss Hong will have feelings and memories for the former Jiujiu buddy. Of course, this strategy itself has little hope, and Osamu Dazai does not allow them to enter this small world.But everything turned around last night. It seemed that everything had been planned, and Osamu Dazai took the initiative to contact them outside the world.

[I think I have found a breakthrough. 】

[A precious thing that can compete with ghosts. 】

【Is that the only one? 】

So here they are, Osamu Dazai dressed as a writer is the first stimulus, and the second is brewing in the words.

Yan Que was completely stunned. He looked at the person in front of him who he knew, but who suddenly became a stranger after changing his attire.No, it's not unfamiliar, but almost a long time no see.Some shadows of the past are reflected in Yan Que's trembling pupils, about the snow, about the bamboo forest, about the magnificent pavilions painted on paper.

But I couldn't remember anything, I was so sad that I was about to cry, and I still couldn't remember anything.

What else is missing?What else do you want to hear?It turned out that it was not enough to meet this person, but to let him speak, to let him say the most important and most wanted to hear——

"This is where?"

Speak out, ask out, so he can respond!The words of the proud answer that have been hidden in the heart for more than 1000 years!

Hong Yanmo lowered his head deeply, and when he raised his head again, the dark red in his eyes had faded, and Que's eyes were as red as jewels and flawless.

"...Yan Moting."

"This is Yan Moting Chirp!"

The Yan Mo Pavilion, which was built with the beliefs of the past, and the Yan Mo Pavilion, which was unintentionally made bigger and stronger in order to wait for someone, finally waited for the guest who wanted to come today.

Zhong Yuanzhong, who was carrying a big bag and a small bag, suddenly felt a shadow cast over his head. He slowly raised his head, and his pupils trembled.

"Hey... what is that..."

boom--

***

"...don't sit still for a while?"

Mori Ogai smiled, and in front of him, the young man with the mark of the reverse cross on his forehead was getting up.His short hair was loose, and he looked cool and handsome, with blue earrings hanging by his ears.He closed a book with a false smile very similar to Mori Ogai's.

"No, the transaction has been completed."

An opportunity to prophesy that has nothing to do with Hong Yan Mo, in exchange for a whole day of full support for the opening of Yan Mo Pavilion.Kuroro has completed his mission at this time. He himself is darkness, and so is the brigade. There is no need to continue to stay in the similar darkness of the port Mafia.

"Your trading conditions are all for Hong Yanmo. I thought you would at least meet him before you leave."

Kurolo smiled.

"No need, we will meet later."

"A power outside the world... Your ability is very interesting."

"I also think this ability is very interesting."

That's why I worked hard to get it.

Kuroro walked through the long corridor, turning a blind eye to the trash cans next to him.His expression is a kind of approachable kindness, but the arrogance and coldness hidden in his bones, Mori Ogai has already seen it, and he can even try to guess the environment in which this young man grew up.

It must be very sinister.

sinister...

yes...

Right ...

Without much nostalgia, Kuroro has returned to his own world.The brigade has something to do, so we will go back to Meteor Street temporarily. Kuroro is leaning against the window, and the outside is the familiar scenery of Meteor Street.

"Boss Hong's shop seems to have opened to this world." He whispered to himself, and then laughed, "We have to grasp the possibility of Yan Moting, if we can take the opportunity to contact other worlds... "

He closed the window, shutting out the neat mountains of rubbish outside.

Dry garbage, wet garbage, hazardous garbage, recyclable garbage, oversized garbage, electronic waste... The mountains and mountains are layered with clear lines, and there are also hard-faced Meteor Street people holding rakes to sort garbage.

"Occupational disease?"

"There's no such thing."

***

A lot of big things have happened in Yokohama recently.

The multi-storey small building where the Armed Detective Agency was located disappeared from the map, and was replaced by a huge building that was as tall as the Mafia Building in the port.The members of the Armed Detective Agency have moved to another office, and they work in this upstairs building. Three meals a day are delivered to the office, and they are extremely happy.

"Hong also applied to the government for a title of 'Landmark' Jiu!" Boss Hong raised her hair triumphantly.

"But... aren't the landmarks of Yokohama the buildings of Mafia at the port?"

"Huh? But Hong sees that they haven't applied for Chiu."

"???"

"So Hong made a preemptive registration, and the landmark of Yokohama is Hong's Enma Pavilion!"

"!!!"

Business ghost red boss!

Another incident is also related to the port of Mafia. The former cadre, Osamu Dazai, simply defected, but even if Mr. Mori used the pawns placed in the special affairs department, he didn't know where Osamu Dazai was going to clean up his resume.

"You're awake, little brother." Bai Lanjiu looked amiable, "I ate all your breakfast."

Da Zaijiu looked very generous.

"It's okay, I also ate up your boss's special cotton candy."

"...Damn Chirp!"

The plastic sister flowers were torn from the bedroom to the kitchen. Shenwei Jiu was chopping the stuffing quickly, Sanming Jiu was slowly making the buns, and Zun Jiu drove the car to the backyard to pull cabbage. They were going to make a stuffed bun with cabbage.

"Why isn't Tong Mojiu here?" Da Zaijiu shook his head regretfully.

"You can't beat him to vent your anger." Bai Lanjiu felt even more regretful.

San Mingjiu, who was wrapped in a bun, was crumpling the bun. Bit by bit, Tong Mojiu, who was wrapped in the stuffing, felt that the light in front of him was disappearing.

Tong Mojiu: "..."

Chirp life! ! !

Hong Yanmo entered the kitchen at this time, with a pink chirp squatting on his shoulder, obviously planning to make coffee jelly.

"The melons sent by Mujiu this year are very good." Hong Yanmo said while finding the corresponding ingredients, "Have you worked today? Are you good? If you are good, you will have watermelon tonight."

"I mopped the floor!"

"I chopped the stuffing!"

"Hahaha, I wrapped the buns."

"Driving to pull cabbage."

"No no no!"

It seems that Tong Mo's job was taken over.

Jiujiu all worked hard and worked hard, Boss Hong expressed his satisfaction.

"Wait, did Hong forget who to chirp?"

As soon as the words fell, Da Zaijiu, who was about to slip away with his claws on the ground, lifted the feathers on his belly in an instant, ran away with his long legs, and Hong Yanmo chased after him with a knife.

"Dazai Jiu! It's you again!"

"Bad Chiu Chiu, Chiu Chiu, disqualified!!!"

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The author has something to say:

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It's over! ! !

Because of the hell of the three thesis exams, the ending of this book has been delayed for a long time. I am very sorry everyone. I hurried to finish it when I got home today and put it up. In the end, I let Yinrong Wanzai Kurorojiu make an appearance√

"Jiuuu" was originally an adjustment work, but I never thought that it would be too long even if I didn't stop it!However, after experimenting with many sand sculpture stalks, I am also very happy to write it myself hahahaha!

This book is very simple, the story of the writer and the cardinal, I hope everyone can smile knowingly after reading it.

The next book has already been opened, and the "Supernatural Powers Named Hundred Ghosts Night Walk [Comprehensive]" next door is my personal favorite topic of ghost stories. If you are interested, you can move to the collection~

Thank you for your company, long live the tweeters, long live the red boss!

Derived from the next file: "The Name of the Supernatural Ability: The Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts [Comprehensive]"

Toriyama Shiyan, a high-level executive of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, has the supernatural ability [Hundred Ghosts at Night].

As a capable person of the same generation as Natsume Soseki, Toriyama Shiyan doesn't care about the "three-moment concept" and "Yokohama stability" at all. He likes romance and freedom, and prefers flashy and coquettish.

Now, he has returned to Yokohama after his exotic journey.

Natsume Soseki, who turned into a three-colored cat, looked at this old friend with a headache. The other party stepped on wooden clogs, with feathers draped diagonally, and raised his hand to press the fisherman's hat on the top of his head.

"Oh, Mr. Soseki, don't frown on the cute little cat."

"There is good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

The gorgeous young man with haori was all smiles, and innocently opened his hands to Sanhuamao.

"Bad news, part of my [Hundred Ghosts Night Walk] ran away."

"good news--"

"I, Toriyama Shiyan, returned to Yokohama today, hahahaha!"

Natsume Soseki: "..."

It's obviously two big bad news, bastard!

【Rear attention】

1. The cover is the young Shi Yan.

2. No CP, free to buy stocks, Mr. Dumei.

3. In the form of a unit drama, each unit is named after a monster or a strange talk.

4. Toriyama Shiyan, an ukiyo-e painter in the middle of the Edo period, a famous monster painter, and his representative work "Painting Hundred Ghosts at Night".

5. The ghosts in the text all come from the traditional monster language and have nothing to do with the game.