My retirement life in Neon

The warrior's face was covered by a mask, and his expression could not be seen, but Lin Zian could still feel that he was smiling.

But Lin Zian was also smiling.

"Are you so confident?"

"Don't touch it, he will control you." Jinshan Zhengjiang did not expect that he was a fool.

Ignoring the old man's obstruction, Lin Zian took the knife from the warrior.

Holding the handle of the knife, Lin Zian felt a will surging from the knife, chaos, blood, killing, is that a battlefield?

Lin Zian felt it and found that it was just a mixture of the wills of the previous owners of this knife and the souls of ordinary people who were controlled and absorbed by him.

"Oh, so you are a gate species, I thought you were something else." Lin Zian looked at the warrior.

"You..." The warrior was about to say something, but found that his body was out of control and there was a suction from the knife.

"No! I don't want to go back." He still wanted to struggle, but he was soon sucked in.

"A knife should look like a knife." Lin Zi'an swung the knife at the air, then looked at the blade. He had just slashed someone but there was no blood on the blade. The raindrops dripped on it and rolled down again, so it couldn't touch the knife at all.

"Your way of sacrificing the knife is not good." Lin Zi'an said with disdain.

The old man realized that he was talking to him. The shock he had just had was too great. There was no flash of swords and sabers, but it was more shocking than that.

Although his ancestral secret skills were evaluated in person by others, he didn't dare to say much, "Excuse me, who are you?"

"Oh, I'm just a passerby." Seeing that the old man didn't want to say anything, Lin Zi'an didn't force him, but took the knife and was about to leave.

"Hey!" The old man couldn't help but speak.

"You can't control this knife, I don't feel at ease leaving it with you."

Lin Zi'an's words made sense, but the old man obviously didn't want to give up.

"Sir, my name is Nishikiyama Masae, from Tsurugaoka Hachimangu Shrine in Kamakura City, Kanagawa Prefecture."

Nishikiyama Masae meant that there is someone in my family who can control it, please return it.

"Are you threatening me?" Lin Zi'an stopped, turned around and smiled.

"I dare not." How could Jinshan Zhengjiang dare to say yes.

"Forget it, it's useless for me to have this, I'll give it back to you." Lin Zi'an thought for a while, threw it backhandedly, there was no need to offend people for a broken knife.

Jinshan Zhengjiang saw the knife flying from Lin Zi'an's hand, he didn't dare to catch it, but stepped back and let Baiguiwan fall to the ground.

"Thank you, Master, haven't you asked about the Master's reputation yet?"

"I'm just a passerby, you ask too many questions." There was no benefit, Lin Zi'an didn't want to talk nonsense with him, and turned around and left.

The heavy rain did not get smaller, but got heavier. Lin Zi'an had no choice but to use the Golden Light Mantra to block the rain from his body.

Now there was no one on the street, Lin Zi'an ran back directly, and avoided the surveillance in the middle. He was afraid that Jinshan Zhengjiang would find him. This kind of powerful person, after beating the younger one, came the older one, and there would be no benefit at that time, but a lot of trouble.

His good days have just begun now. If this incident did not happen nearby, he would definitely not care.

I think those vicious cases were committed by Hyakkimaru, and Chihiro should be blamed for it.

So many lives were lost, so they could just block it, but this kind of thing really shouldn't be known to the public.

Lin Zi'an saw the lights on in his house at the door, and thought that Oda's mother and daughter had already gone to his house.

The purpose of handing the key to Oda Michiko was to let them hide in there. If something really happened, Chihiro could still help them, and as long as he came back, it would be fine.

"I didn't expect that I would have to knock on the door when I returned to my own house." Lin Zi'an took off his raincoat and complained while knocking on the door.

Soon Oda Michiko opened the door, and Lin Zi'an found that she had changed her clothes, but it was right, like him, although she had a raincoat, her pants were inevitably wet, and the worst thing was that her shoes were also wet.

He just remembered now that he seemed to have only one pair of shoes.

Wearing slippers to school tomorrow?

Forget it, I might as well not go. I'll ask Miyazaki Rie to ask for leave for me. I haven't used this privilege yet.

Lin Zi'an couldn't help laughing when he was thinking about skipping class tomorrow.

Oda Michiko opened the door and saw Lin Zi'an looking at her. She stood there and smiled foolishly, thinking: Is he out of his mind?

"Shigeki-kun?"

"Oh!" Lin Zi'an came back to his senses without explaining anything. He just put his raincoat and shoes outside and walked in barefoot.

"Put those aside first. I'll deal with them when the rain stops. Have you eaten?" Lin Zi'an stopped Oda Michiko who wanted to take her shoes.

"No, I just heated up the food." Oda Michiko closed the door obediently. Looking at the water stains on the floor caused by Lin Zi'an's steps, she frowned, but didn't say anything. She just took the mop and wiped the floor dry.

"Reina, why don't you eat first?"

"Mom said we can only eat after Oni-san comes back."

Lin Zi'an's return took about 20 minutes, much faster than he expected, but what if he comes back late? Lin Zi'an had his reasons for asking them to eat first, but it didn't matter now.

"Put the book away and eat first." Lin Zi'an went back to his room and changed into shorts.

Seeing that the dishes were already on the table, he sat down directly.

"Eat."

"I'm going to start." ×2

The dishes were still hot, and being able to eat a hot meal as soon as he came back from the heavy rain, this might be the feeling of home.

Lin Zi'an wondered if he should buy a car?

But thinking about the trouble of getting a driver's license, he didn't want to go, and he didn't go out often, and most importantly, driving was tiring.

Forget it, he was already afraid of traffic jams in China, so there was no need to suffer.

Lin Zian, who had given up the idea, looked at Oda Michiko and asked: "Michiko, can you drive?"

"Me? No." Oda Michiko didn't understand why he suddenly asked this, so she asked: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, just asking." Lin Zian didn't continue and ended the topic casually.

The meal was finished quickly, because today's review plan was disrupted, Lin Zian had to re-arrange homework for Oda Rena and check her progress at the same time.

As far as I can see now, the progress is good. On the one hand, it is Rena's own efforts, and on the other hand, Lin Zian has assigned enough homework, and no difficult questions can persist in the sea of ​​questions.

Of course, all this is inseparable from a scientific and complete plan.

When Lin Zian was explaining the questions, he found that there was a sound of water coming from the bathroom. Lin Zian was a little confused. Didn't he wash it yesterday? Wash it again today? Isn't the water fee free?

Lin Zian got up and went to the bathroom. He wanted to see what Michiko Oda wanted to do.

"Uh... what are you doing? Just put this in the washing machine."

Lin Zian saw Michiko Oda washing the pants that had just been wet by the rain.

"No! There is mud on it. If you don't wash it off by hand first, the washing machine won't wash it clean." Michiko Oda was very determined. She had no choice but to do these things.

"Okay." Lin Zian decisively left the bathroom.

...

Looking at the knife on the ground and the bodies of the two disciples, Jinshan Masae came to the telephone booth in the park and dialed the number. Soon a team of people came.

The leader was a tall and thin man in a suit, like a bamboo pole. The others were big men in suits. They were dealing with the scene in the rain.

Soon, the bodies of the three people were put into bags and carried away, leaving only the Hyakkimaru on the ground.

Facing the knife, no one dared to get close. Only Jinshan Masae and the tall and thin man stood by.

"Fortunately, the master is here, otherwise we can't handle this matter." The tall and thin man's tone was flattering. Although he was taller than Nishikiyama Masae, he bent down slightly, making people look shorter than Nishikiyama Masae.

"This matter was originally caused by our poor guarding. It is normal for us to come forward. Instead, it is troublesome for Mr. Saruta." Nishikiyama Masae's words did not have any emotion, but it made people feel superior.

Speaking of this matter, it has nothing to do with Nishikiyama Masae. He came to Tokyo to protect the son of God. It happened that Hyakkimaru escaped to Tokyo, and the shrine decided to let him handle this matter temporarily.

Now he has lost two disciples and even the shikigami was scattered. Fortunately, Hyakkimaru did not escape, otherwise it would be a real loss.

Thinking of the mysterious man, Nishikiyama Masae wanted to use the power of the government to investigate, but thinking that the man's strength was a mystery, he did not see his face clearly.

The most important thing is, if others know that Hyakkimaru was not taken down by him, where would he put his old face, and the shrine would not compensate him for his losses.

Forget it, face is still more important.