People are cursing back, and the good impression is full

But Zenin Qingye did not speak so decisively.

In fact, over the years, his randomly fabricated birthdays, various holiday gifts every year, various parties and dinners...as long as people can think of it, he is actually cared about.

However, this kind of concern from Mingming that almost went beyond ordinary friendship was the first time he felt it.

He looked at Mingming, stunned for a moment.

The air in the car smelled good, but Chanyuanqing had sat in Mingming's passenger seat many times, and the fragrance had never been so strong before.

Under the reflection of the rain, the light of the traffic light was now blurred and stretched in the field of vision.

The soft light was retained on the road by the accumulated water on the ground, and was then crushed violently by the wheels, scattered in the air, and turned into streams of water vapor with a fishy smell.

Chanyuan Qing looked at Mingming in front of him and felt his throat was a little dry.

"Is it something difficult to say? Or do you not want to tell me..."

Listening to these words, Chanyuan Qing could feel that Mingming was feeling a little depressed at the moment.

Mingming's voice carried a kind of almost shattering fragility that he had never heard before. The slight tremor was like cold raindrops, which penetrated into his heart along his earlobe and aroused a sour throbbing.

She lowered her eyes slightly, and her long eyelashes cast a small shadow under her eyes, as if to cover up the loss that was about to overflow.

Chanyuan Qing looked at this scene and knew in his heart that he could not remain silent at this time.

It has nothing to do with favorability, but simply comes from his heart, and he doesn't want to disappoint Miss Mingming.

Chanyuan Qing took a deep breath, trying to calm her panicked heartbeat, but what she inhaled into her lungs was the unusually rich, cold fragrance that belonged to her.

At this moment, this scent is no longer the subtle background smell in the car as usual.

The scent is so distinct, so aggressive at this moment...

The fragrance of her body, at this moment, enveloped Zen Yuanqing and entangled him, as if silently declaring something, and as if making a weak resistance to her courage and fragility.

“…It’s not that I don’t want to say it.”

Chanyuan Qing's voice was dry and hoarse than he had expected.

Looking at Miss Mingming's face, Chanyuan Qing felt that her face exuded a strong attraction that he had never felt before.

The attraction made it difficult to look away.

But Chanyuan Qing knew that he couldn't say anything when he looked at her at this moment.

He turned his head stiffly and looked out the window, at a world that was already blurred by the rain and looked a little bizarre.

The neon lights and car lights stretched, twisted, and shattered on the wet ground, just like the emotions he couldn't express clearly at the moment.

"Yes……"

Zenyuan Qing paused. He had never felt that speaking a complete sentence would be so difficult.

His fingers curled unconsciously, and his fingertips touched the slightly cool leather seat. The coldness forced his voice to spit out a few words:

"I do think it's... a little difficult."

When he said this, Zenyuan Qing withdrew his gaze from the world that was destroyed by the rain.

He looked at Mingming again. It was a little dark in the car, and his face was in shadow at the moment, so his expression was a little unclear.

Mingming's eyes widened slightly at his words.

She looked at Chanyuan Qing, and the loss that had been surging in her eyes seemed to pause, replaced by a focused exploration with a hint of uncertain hope.

"Disaster?"

Mingming softly repeated what Chanyuan Qing had said. His voice was steadier than before, less trembling, but still filled with cautious tentativeness.

She didn't ask what "difficult" meant specifically, as she didn't know if that would be a bit too hasty.

Or rather, she didn't know what to do at the moment. She didn't have the courage to do anything wrong, so she just looked at him quietly, waiting for him to peel off the hard and somewhat heartbreaking shell.

"Ah."

Chanyuan Qing was silent for a moment, then nodded and squeezed out the word from his throat.

Just at this moment, the traffic light changed color and the car behind made a shrill sound.

Mingming looked back at the car behind with some annoyance, as if he felt that the opportunity had been missed.

Zenin Qing smiled, and after Mingming restarted the car, his eyes fell on her hands holding the steering wheel, her knuckles a little white.

"Just like you said, I'm actually used to considering other people and responding to their emotions.

My emotions, in fact...are like they've been thrown into a corner, gathering dust. If I were to dig them out all of a sudden, it would be a bit...uncomfortable."

Zenin Qing tried to use a more relaxed tone, but the curve at the corners of his mouth seemed a little forced.

I have always been a stranger in this world.

This world is cold, and the curse itself has a cruel background.

But at this moment, the air in the carriage was filled with a fragrant, moist, and heart-pounding concern.

"and......"

Chanyuan Qing looked at Mingming with an almost candid smile that he himself hadn't noticed:

"Ms. Mingming, you are so direct and only care about what I want to say."

Zenyuan Qing paused again, as if looking for the right words:

"Very rarely, really. So I don't know how to respond. Or rather, I'm so happy that I don't know how to respond."

Chapter 182: Strange Boundary (Part 1, Main Story)

Chanyuan Qing's last words were as light as a sigh caught in the throat.

Amid the sound of the rain outside the window, that voice was almost drowned out.

But Mingming heard it.

Her fingers that were tightly gripping the steering wheel loosened slightly.

The depressed feeling she had felt earlier due to Chanyuan Qing's silence seemed to be blown away a little by the wind coming in from the window, which was filled with the fresh scent of rain, as his answer came.

Mingming did not reply immediately. She just stared at Chanyuan Qing without blinking with her slightly gentle and deep eyes.

The emotions surging in those eyes became more complicated, including understanding, heartache, secret joy, and a deeper tenderness that almost emerged from the depths of the eyes.

A "tick-tick" sound was heard and the rain outside started to get heavier.

"Om..."

Mingming closed the car windows. If there was too much moisture, the car would be too humid.

Silence once again enveloped the small room, but it was different from the tense and oppressive silence before.

This time, there was a touch of cherished, slowly flowing warmth in the silence, like a warm current beginning to surge beneath the ice in spring.

Raindrops hit the car window, like countless tiny drumbeats, beating against the rhythm of the two people's hearts that were gradually becoming in sync.

"I thought you would continue to talk about some issues, Miss Mingming."

Chanyuan Qing seemed a little embarrassed at this moment. He looked at the road in front of him that was gradually covered by the rain, and dots of light exploded and fell from his eyes.

Mingming turned the steering wheel, the car body tilted slightly, and the fragrance flowed like liquid, once again filling Chanyuanqing's whole body.

Along with the fragrance came Mingming's gentle voice:

"If it were me, when I took out a precious but dusty antique, I would always examine it carefully for a long time. Perhaps wordless silence would be a better way to get along with it."

"Tsk, maybe Antique wants to hear some more gentle words?"

"Antique wouldn't think that way, but what about you?"

Hearing Mingming's straightforward words, Chanyuan Qing's face froze. He shouldn't have said those things to the woman in front of him.

After coughing twice, he took out the information in his hand, pointed at it and said slowly:

"Kenji Norimoto, Rika Norimoto's father, currently works for a construction company. However, one strange thing is that several workers always die on the construction site he works on. The specific causes of death vary, ranging from not properly protecting workers at heights, accidentally falling into a pothole on the construction site, or being crushed to death by someone without a helmet...

Although casualties aren't uncommon on construction sites, this kind of thing is almost certain to happen at the site where Qi Benjianji works. Don't you think it's a little strange?"

After hearing this, Mingming recovered from her previous state. She glanced at the road, turned a direction, and said slowly:

"You suspect that these things were done by Kenji Kimoto? But I've seen him once before, and he doesn't have any particularly strong magical powers. He should be an ordinary person. With his abilities, he shouldn't be able to do such a thing.

I also considered the possibility of "disguise," so I asked Crow to help monitor that guy for a while, about half a month, but still nothing special happened."

Listening to Mingming's words, Zenyuan Qing recalled the experience of Qi Benlixiang in his mind.

When she was five years old, her mother died of some unknown serious illness.

Two days before her elementary school enrollment, she went mountain climbing with her father and disappeared together. A week later, only Rika was found alone in a shelter near the top of the mountain. Her father has been missing since then, and his whereabouts remain unknown.

According to the Japanese practice of starting first grade at around eight years old, this means it will be three years later.

And the food that Rika Kimoto hates the most is the eggplant stewed by her grandmother.

Among them, eggplant - 20 points, stew - 10 points, grandmother - 100 points, total - 130 points.

From this perspective, his father and grandmother are the most likely suspects.

Although Rika Kimoto doesn't have many plots in the original novel, she doesn't seem to be an extremely rebellious child. So why does she hate her grandmother so much?

And the token of love that Rika Norimoto gave to Yuta Otsutsukota was also a ring stolen from her grandmother's house...

Given Rika's relationship with her grandmother, is it really possible to steal the ring so easily?

Perhaps there is some kind of curse on that ring.

Looking at Chanyuan Qing who was silent at the moment, Mingming said softly:

"Are there any thoughts in your mind?"

"A little bit, I don't know if it's correct, but it gives me a direction to investigate."

"It's impressive that you've figured out a direction to investigate. I've been looking through the information for so long, but I still don't have a clue."

The corners of Chanyuan Qing's mouth twitched twice. For some reason, he always felt that Bie Mingming had teased him just now.

But this time, before Chanyuan Qing could say anything, the car suddenly stopped, and a slightly solemn expression suddenly appeared on Mingming's face.

"Xiaoqing, that's... an unfinished area?!"

Listening to Mingming's words, Chanyuan Qing looked forward, and saw a dark purple-black sphere that had appeared on the single-family street in front of him at some point.

The sphere has a radius of about 30 meters and has now covered the entire building where the after-school tutoring class is located.

Moreover, no matter how Chanyuan Qing tried to sense the sphere, he could not detect any trace of mantra power fluctuations in it.

The sphere was in the exact center of the street, visible to the naked eye but not to the cursed energy.

"No wonder this thing was able to avoid the new barrier created by Master Tianyuan, but why is there no cursed power at all? Something's wrong..."

Chanyuan Qing had already gotten out of the car at this moment, but he did not rush over. Instead, he stood in front of the car door from which Mingming came out and held the door with his hand.

"Hey, Xiaoqing, why are you holding the car door and not letting me out?"

Chanyuan Qing looked at Mingming with a serious expression on his face:

"Miss Mingming, that thing looks like an unfinished biological domain. It has already formed the most basic barrier space. Although it has not yet covered the biological ritual, it is already considered a special-grade curse spirit.

I can't sense any magical power in that thing, so something's not quite right. If possible, I'd like to ask Miss Mingming to stay here and call for support from the High School, and keep watch over any potential accomplices."

Although Mingming felt a little helpless about Chanyuan Qing's request, she knew it was the best choice.

"Then be careful."

"Well, don't worry, we're going to dinner together tonight."

Chapter 183: No Head (Second Update, Main Line)

"Born from darkness, darker than black, all filth and impurity are purified."

As obscure spells came out of Zen Yuanqing's mouth, a huge black curtain that was large enough to cover the entire street fell down.

Before entering the street, Chanyuan Qing looked back at Mingming's location and paused for a moment before saying:

"Ms. Mingming, please contact the Senior Specialist immediately and request special support and auxiliary supervision to evacuate the crowd. I sense the presence of many ordinary people inside. Most of them are fine at the moment. I will go in and guide them out later.

When the time comes, please Miss Mingming, please be here to take care of those ordinary people. Also, when you contact the senior specialist, please describe in detail the characteristics of this field's 'visual existence, spell power nothingness'!