Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

Kyoto Prefecture is adjacent to Osaka, just over an hour's drive away, but unlike the turbulent Osaka, Kyoto Prefecture is now full of peace and prosperity.

Although some people have seen news reports about Osaka on TV, they are not local after all, and they have not touched themselves after all.

When the fire is not burning to their homes, people are always not in a hurry!

Singing and dancing. The traditional atmosphere of Kyoto Prefecture is much stronger than that of Osaka, so the celebration is much more lively. People can hear cheerful singing and dancing everywhere in the streets and alleys.

A shrine located in a downtown area but always closes its doors. The crowds who come and go have long been accustomed to this situation.

Although people do not know what kind of gods are worshipped in this shrine, in a belief system like Japan, people spontaneously place tributes at the door of the shrine.

In order to ensure that this unknown god can bless them to be healthy and healthy throughout the year and get rid of the impact of this serious economic crisis in Japan as soon as possible!

Affected by the Plaza Agreement, since December last year, the Japanese stock market has been in a state of sorrow. The Nikkei index, which once reached nearly 40,000 points, has now fallen below the 20,000 point mark!

It is because the economy has recovered a little in the past six months that people have the intention to come out to hold this celebration. Otherwise, I don’t know which building will jump down!

Since the signing of the Plaza Agreement, Japan's financial and real estate markets have been extremely hot. In just three years from 1986 to 1989, the financial Nikkei index tripled.

All the people in Japan were frenzy about this and invested their funds into the hot stock market.

During that time, all the Japanese people believed that as long as they sold the land in Tokyo, they could buy the entire New York. The Japanese and the whole country were immersed in the dream of "The Japanese people can say no!"

But Fantasy is just Fantasy after all. There is always the day when I wake up. On January 12 this year, the Japanese and Chinese stock market bubble collapsed instantly. In just a few days, the decline was as high as 70%!

Overnight, countless people went bankrupt and ruined everything about themselves. The most important thing is that because of the previous hot stock market, countless ordinary people devoted their lifelong savings to this bubble.

Now that the bubble is broken, those who spend their entire lives investing in stocks are the first people who cannot survive. In the past six months, jumping off buildings can be seen everywhere.

Some office buildings and attractions have installed guardrails on their roofs and clearly set up signs, making it famous that suicide is prohibited in this building.

Despite this, I still couldn't stop the figures jumping down from the tall buildings and could not wash away the mottled blood on the ground.

Fortunately, the stock market seems to have fallen to the lowest point, and these days have seen some recovery, and people have also become celebrating when they see hope.

Singing, dancing, drinking, and having fun, people are immersed in the atmosphere of the festival, as if as long as this is the case, the economic crisis will disappear.

"My husband asked in a happy mood, and I answered when I was heartbroken. I knew that my grievance was not easy to separate. I am now too late to regret. Do you remember whether the Phoenix was happy that day, and whether you remember whether you had to continue your favor and have been separated..."

The outside of the shrine is singing and dancing, and you can also hear the vague tunes inside the shrine, which are melodious and melodious, particularly sad and beautiful.

"Morishita, are you singing a little song from Hong Kong Island?"

Morishita heard Grandma Zu’s question, lowered his head and took a sip of the golden tea soup, moistened his throat, and said with a smile:

"This is called Guangdong Festival, which is a drama circulating in southern China, and it is very similar to our Kabuki!"

Hearing Morishita's answer, Shizuka Fujiwara nodded suddenly, then looked at her great-grandson with a warm look, and smiled with relief:

"Haha, I'll say that our Komori is smart. Look, you can learn such complex art. How could it be the fool they call me!"

Hearing the tone of grandma's coquettish voice, Fujiwara Morishita's expression did not change at all. He picked up the exquisite red-patterned teacup again, took a sip, and showed a calm smile.

"It's just a performance. Compared with those masters in the magic world, I am indeed far from that!"

Hearing Fujiwara Morishita's modest words, Fujiwara Shizuka frowned slightly. She clearly remembered that her great-grandson had the strongest vanity, how could she have the current demeanor?

Frowning and thinking for a moment, Fujiwara Shizuka held Morishita's hand and secretly investigated it, but found that there was nothing strange in his body.

Not only was the yang energy in his body full, but even the skills he practiced have improved a little. In this way, it shouldn't have been tricked by some tricks such as bewitching soul-sucking.

Just as Shizuka Fujiwara put down her worries, her dazzling eyes noticed the teacup in Morishita's hand. In just a moment, she was fascinated by the golden tea soup.

When did my great-grandson, who is so sexy, petty, and wealthy, fall in love with the tea ceremony?

The golden and dazzling tea soup seems to show its deliciousness and tempting color to outsiders, making people feel the desire to taste it in their hearts.

But Shizuka Fujiwara was not an ordinary person after all. After just a moment of trance, she woke up, got up and jumped backwards, and flipped backwards, and took about two meters away.

As soon as he turned his wrist, a purple chrysanthemum appeared in his slender hands, looking at Morishima with a cautious expression with a hint of solemnity!

Although Fujiwara Shizuka loves this great-grandson the most in her daily life, once he threatens his own safety or rights, she will definitely be the first to kill him!

"Xiaomori! Can you tell Grandma Zu, what's going on with the cup of tea in your hand?"

Fujiwara Morishita seemed to be frightened by his grandmother, and stood there in a daze, not daring to move for a long time.

"Morishi! Hand over the tea you drank!"

Shizuka Fujiwara lost her patience and her face turned cold. Her cold face and her cold voice made people feel ashamed!

“h…Hi!”

Fujiwara Morishita nodded and agreed. He took a piece of tea cake from the table beside him, but did not dare to throw it away. He carefully placed it on the table beside him and gently pushed it over.

Shizuka Fujiwara frowned and looked suspiciously at the plain tea cake. She stretched out her hand and threw a thin purple thread out of the stamen of the chrysanthemum, wrapped around the tea cake and pulled it casually.

The tea cake flew over, and Shizuka Fujiwara didn't need to take it with her hands, just hung in the air and checked it carefully.

After checking it over and over again, she didn't find any strangeness. She raised her hand and threw it on the table, throwing the tea cake wrapped in purple thread to pieces in an instant.

"What kind of tea is this? Where did it come from? Make it for me to show it!"

Hearing this order, Fujiwara Morishita's body suddenly shook, and he was silent for a long time and could not answer.

I saw that the sweat on his forehead was getting more and more, gradually wetting his clothes. He was silent and hesitating, but hesitating.

"Tell me! Morishita!"

Fujiwara Shizuka's eyes turned cold. She took out a chrysanthemum talisman from her right hand and pressed it into the purple petals. In an instant, Fujiwara Morishi's eyes completely stunned.

"While making tea, answering me! Where did those teas come from! What kind of tea is it? Haha!"

"Hi!"

Fujiwara Morishita responded dullly, driving his stiff arms to make tea clumsyly!

"This tea is raw Pu'er, I... I secretly brought it back on the boat... I thought it was delicious, so I brought it back..."

Hearing his normal words, Shizuka Fujiwara not only did not relax, but her heart was raised, her eyes fixed on his clumsy movements, and her hands were tighter and tighter.

normal?

At some times, normal is the biggest abnormality!

Especially in the magic world, many times, the more normal, the more dangerous it is!

The golden tea soup shines with a brilliant light, which is the light emitted by the tea soup, which is warm and dazzling.

Shizuka Fujiwara didn't notice anything wrong, but she just felt something was wrong. Her great-grandson was the biggest mistake.

"Grandma Zu, I've been soaked!"

Fujiwara Morishita's eyes were still dull, and a warm and gentle smile appeared on his face

But Shizuka Fujiwara had no intention of looking at her again, and she saw her breathing, her eyelids drooping slightly, and her embroidered hand holding the chrysanthemum talisman folded her hard.

‘Crack!’

The chrysanthemum talisman in his hand broke into two halves.

As the chrysanthemum talisman was broken, Fujiwara Morishita's eyes gradually lost their light, and their smile gradually remained, but they no longer had the strength to continue laughing.

I saw his whole body slowly falling to the ground, his eyes wide open and his breath was gone.

Fujiwara Morishita... is dead!