Reborn Super Master

The dusk is setting.

After dinner, Zhao Xuan stood on the top floor of the castle and enjoyed the sunset.

On the watchtow, Sato Haruki has installed the latest thermal-sensitive imager, and these thermal-sensitive imagers scan the surroundings at a rotation speed of 360 degrees every ten seconds. Six instruments inside and outside monitor all movements within the width of the six layers, namely, the radius is fifty meters, the radius is one hundred meters, the radius is one hundred and fifty meters, the radius is two hundred and fifty meters, and the radius is three hundred and six layers.

And when special imaging of the human body is detected, these thermally sensitive imagers will issue an alarm.

This is also considered a masterpiece of Sato Haruki's lazy life. After all, she doesn't want to stay upstairs all the time. It's really boring, so she simply activates her intelligence and sets up such a device.

Hano Nori Mai and Hano Nori went to pack up the table, while Sato Haruki came behind Zhao Xuan at some point.

Zhao Xuan suddenly sighed softly: "It's so beautiful."

Sato Haruki also said: "Yes... this place is really suitable for living... no worries or troubles."

Zhao Xuan's lips raised slightly: "You mean, is this place like a paradise?"

"|Paradise?" Sato Haruki looked puzzled, "What does it mean?"

Only then did Zhao Xuan remember that Sato Haruki was from Hiroshima and did not know the meaning of the paradise.

"It's a paradise, it's actually an allusion from Donghua, an ancient story." Zhao Xuan said gently.

"Tell me." Sato Haruki said to Zhao Xuan with a smile. She didn't know where hell was from now. She said he was not from Japan or Japan, but... when he spoke, he was exactly the same as the Japanese, and he couldn't tell whether he was a foreigner. But if he said he was from Japan, he didn't seem to have any feelings for the country of Japan. On the contrary, he looked very familiar with Donghua.

"The four words "Paradise" actually mean the ideal state of isolate from the real society and live a peaceful life, and also refers to a quiet and comfortable place in the environment and a beautiful world that is separated from the real struggle. These four words are actually a story written by Tao Yuanming, a writer from Donghua's Eastern Jin Dynasty, in "The Book of Peach Blossoms", which tells a story about a fisherman leaving a boat to enter a cave and discovering a peach land. The residents here are men and women weaving, and adults and children are involved in labor. There is no tax or corvee. People's relationship is very simple and friendly, and there is a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere everywhere. This world is completely isolated from the outside world. Free and peaceful... Do you think it is particularly similar to this place?" Zhao Xuan tells the story of a paradise like Haruki Sato, and his eyes are in the distance, and he seems to yearn for such a state of life.

After hearing Zhao Xuan's words, Haruki Sato nodded and said, "Yes, now, as long as there is a quiet life on the mainland? Only on such an island where no one comes and goes, on such a quiet island, can there be such a paradise artistic conception." When talking about the four words "Paradise", Haruki Sato was still a little unfamiliar with it, so he spoke it very slowly, but it can be seen that she already understood these four words.

Zhao Xuan said, "Yes, you're right."

The afterglow of the sunset reflects the mountains, and the rays of rays slant the mountains. The sun gradually falls in the thin clouds, and it gently spreads the gentle afterglow on this isolated island and jungle. It constantly sprinkles, bit by bit, coloring all things in the world, making everything on the earth change every minute and every second.

At this moment, the dusk was dim, the setting sun was like blood, and the sun on the distant sea level line was as dazzling as gold edges. At this time, it was round, radiant, and the eye mask was as dreamy as a dream, so unreal. The last trace of setting sun hit the ground and merged with the dim and yellow sea level line, with the golden light shining brightly, swallowing the sky and fertilizing the sun.

Under such a beautiful scenery, Zhao Xuan and Sato Haruki were both intoxicated and didn't say anything, as if afraid of disturbing the tranquility.

After a long time, Sato Haruki whispered: "Can you play a song and listen to me?"

At some point, she stood much closer to Zhao Xuan. There was a slight smile on her face, two dimples on the corner of her mouth, and a slight dimples. At this moment, in the afterglow of the sunset, Sato Haruki was just a big sister next door, rather than a mercenary full of cold murderous aura.

At this moment, she was relaxed all over, just a girl who wanted to listen to a song.

"Of course." As he said that, there was an extra flute in Zhao Xuan's hand. If the flying knife hidden in the Black Sea is everywhere, Zhao Xuan has always used local materials and does not like to carry the flying knife with him. However, he likes to carry the flute he has played since he was a child. This flute is his relative. With it, Zhao Xuan has a companion around him wherever he goes.

"What do you want to hear?" Zhao Xuan looked at Haruki Sato and asked.

At this moment, Sato Haruki, she was almost perfect in the afterglow of the sunset.

A long, black and shiny hair drooped softly, dripping like a waterfall, falling down, curved Emei, and big watery eyes reflected the sunset, as if twilight was leaping inside, and the curled eyelashes trembled playfully, like a cute butterfly. The beautiful nose, pink cheeks were slightly red, the cherry-like cherry-like cherry-like cherry-like lips, and the tender pink lips slightly raised upwards, showing the temperament of her sister next door. Her melon-shaped face was as bright as jade, her crystal-like snowy skin was as bright as ice as snow, and her figure was graceful and slender, with a beautiful and extraordinary appearance.

Such temperament and appearance are not the best. At this moment, it looks flawless in the afterglow of the sunset. At least, Zhao Xuan sighed in his heart.

Sato Haruki pursed the corners of her mouth, and she said softly: "Anything is OK--"

Zhao Xuan's hands were intertwined, he pinched the flute body, slowly lifted the flute from in front of him, and finally placed the flute on his mouth. Zhao Xuan closed his eyes slightly, and it was only a breathing time. Perhaps this breath was a century. Finally, the melodious flute sounded, and Zhao Xuan himself was listening to the flute sound quietly.

His slender fingers gently pressed the sound hole, feeling the vibration coming from the flute body, the melodious low voice gradually became deeper, and then circled up. Zhao Xuan liked this kind of music, gentle and long. He did not like noisy music, nor did he liked harsh tones. That tone might give people a stimulating feeling, allowing the whole song's feelings to reach its peak instantly. However, Zhao Xuan did not like this method of stimulating people's emotions by relying on tone, and was even less good at expressing it in this way.

The faint sound scattered in the wind like flowing water, drifting into the distance. Listening to the shallow music, even Sato Haruki was intoxicated. The soft music was the easiest way to soothe her originally decisive and decisive heart and the feelings that had been refrigerated for no reason.

Halfway through the song, Zhao Xuan opened his eyes slowly, and his fingers skillfully brushed through the sound hole of the flute body. His movements were so fast that it was dazzling. Under these series of movements, the flute emitted many gradient syllables, while Zhao Xuan's eyes looked into the distance. There was a light jumping in his eyes. The tune turned countless turns, gradually turning from ethereal to relax and comfortable. The sound of the flute was as bright as the sunlight in the forest, and the tone was like a phoenix singing in the sky. When he reached the highest point, he ended abruptly.

While falling, the last twilight in his eyes gradually disappeared. The sun sets in the distance and falls below the sea level. The rays of clouds gradually disappear and disappear into the sparkling sea level. The narrow clouds on the sea surface are reflected as if they are burning, pink, rose red, and crimson purple... The horizon on the sea level is condensed with a colorful cloud that lasts forever.

At the end of the song, the night gradually came, and the room was silent.

After a long time, Sato Haruki looked at Zhao Xuan and said, "Is it really good to stay like this? If you don't pay attention, they will run away."

Zhao Xuan showed a confident smile on his face. He said to Sato Haruki: "Don't worry, they will definitely not be able to escape. Okay, I'll go to read a book, you can rest." As he said that, Zhao Xuan put away the flute and turned around and left the room.

Looking at Zhao Xuan's back as he left, Sato Haruki's heart was a little confused.

An inexplicable feeling appeared in my heart.

This is a feeling I've never had before.

This man is really mysterious.

...........

Five days later.

Zhao Xuan sat on the boss's chair, holding a military book in his hand, studying.

And in his arms, Hana Ye Mai was sitting, and Hana Ye Mai was picking peanuts and feeding them to Zhao Xuan.

She also told Zhao Xuan the unique jokes of Japan. Although she didn't know many jokes, they were local jokes from Japan after all, and Zhao Xuan had never heard of many of them. When she heard them suddenly, it was actually quite fresh.

With the five-day contact, the relationship between Zhao Xuan and the three women has improved rapidly. The strangeness when he first met has disappeared, but has become much more familiar with each other. Among them, the relationship between Hana No and Zhao Xuan has progressed the fastest.

If she hadn't had her and her sister had to sleep together, I'm afraid that Zhao Xuan and her would have been in the same bed now.

Hana Nori Mai has decided to hand over herself to Zhao Xuan. This is her decision and her choice. In fact, there is nothing wrong with it. Just because Zhao Xuan saved their sister's lives, this reason is actually enough.

Hua Ye Xunyi is not so intimate with Zhao Xuan, a little shy, but more of a feeling of being submissive. She is irresistible to Zhao Xuan, but it is difficult to make her take the initiative.

What about Sato Haruki? During the contacts over the past few days, she gradually developed an inexplicable feeling for Zhao Xuan. She admired Zhao Xuan's skills and even more admired Zhao Xuan's talent. Sometimes, it was really hard for her to imagine that such a decisive guy would be so tender in his heart and could play such a soft song.

How gentle his heart should be.

Therefore, Sato Haruki developed a feeling of deeper friendship than friendship but not yet close, which is considered to be much closer than before. This is actually good news.

Another common feature of the three women is that they have no big resistance to Zhao Xuan's grab, touch, hug and kiss. This is also the scope they seem to have agreed upon. As for the more deepening, the three of them are somewhat reluctant, because they found that as long as they are not willing, hell will not force them, which has increased their feelings for Zhao Xuan a little.