Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Chapter 494 The Boy and the Dragon King (3)

The streets of San Francisco are filled with wanderers, and among them there is a passionate actor.

The actors are passionate, and the naughty children are funny.

Kazama Ruri came here according to the location on the bounty, looking for the trace of the person who once led Japan to the other side of light.

Perhaps many years later we will see Han Qiu’s name in Japanese legends. God should always let the world know his true face.

It is hard to imagine a god who is weird and unreasonable.

A tired and destitute person passed by on the street and cast a glance at Fengjian Liuli. Such a fair-skinned boy appearing in the dark and dilapidated streets where only maggots were willing to stay was bound to attract other people's attention.

Fengjian Liuli should have responded to these guys' disdainful looks, but there was no emotion in his eyes.

In his opinion, he was the only one on this street and everyone else was just air.

The so-called emptiness is a state of mind.

"Wait." Fengjian Liuli suddenly stopped.

He began to feel confused, frightened, and a little scared.

Something was changing, and his bloodline allowed him to capture this change. Something was slipping away and could not be stopped.

"Han Qiu, Han Qiu!" he shouted.

Under the puzzled gazes of passers-by, Fengjian Liuli squatted down and hugged her head with both hands, as if she wanted to lock her head and not let anything leave the container.

"Han Qiu, no, Han Qiu!" he roared.

Kazama Ruri, Genjiro, no matter who it is, they don't want their memories to be tampered with. If the enemy is in front of them, they will swing their swords without hesitation.

No one can underestimate the evil spirit's blade, but the enemy is illusory, impossible to capture, and even unknown where it is.

"Who, who is it!" Fengjian Liuli still insisted.

The powerful bloodline fights against this unknown force, and the small wooden stakes are used to block the flood that has broken through the dam.

The process is slowed down, but the outcome remains the same.

Fengjian Liuli's eyes were bloodshot. He realized that he was powerless to resist, so he simply drew the knife from his waist.

He used all his strength to cut his arm open, and as blood oozed out, the words gradually became clear.

As the blade completed the final stroke, the determination in his eyes collapsed, leaving only confusion.

"Han Qiu..." Fengjian Liuli looked at the name on her arm.

The bleeding has stopped, and perhaps after some time, the scar on my arm will disappear.

The royal blood gave him powerful recovery abilities, but it couldn't make him remember certain things.

"Who is it? He looks familiar for some reason."

In the crowd, Fengjian Liuli stood up and returned to her previous expression, with empty eyes.

Walk slowly forward and slowly recall the name on your arm.

I can't remember it. I've never heard of this name. How come this name is on my arm...

It’s a bit strange. Maybe I forgot something. No, I must have forgotten something.

Intuition and confidence that comes from bloodline.

"Hello, it's me." Fengjian Liuli called Sakurai Kogure, "Help me investigate who Han Qiu is. I can't remember."

"Han Qiu?" Sakurai Kogure was puzzled on the other end of the phone. "I haven't heard of it. I'll check it out now. Do I need to contact the main family?"

"If necessary, ask them to help check it out." Feng Jian Liuli reminded: "Be sure to remember this name, engrave it, and don't forget it."

"Who on earth could make you take him so seriously?"

Feng Jian Liuli looked up at the sky. The sun was rising and the light was dazzling. "I don't know, but I can feel that he is very important. I don't know how this name appeared on my arm."

"I understand, leave it to me. How is Loki's matter going?" asked Sakurai Kogure.

Only then did Kazama Ruri remember that she came to San Francisco from Japan because of Loki. That damn Loki had caused trouble in Japan and tried to take away everything from Herzog.

Herzog is not a good guy, and neither is Loki. It's a dog-eat-dog situation, and in the end it's the Eight Snake Clans and the Fierce Demons who join forces to put an end to it.

"I don't know. I haven't reached my destination yet." Feng Jian Liuli pondered, "Loki... Han Qiu... I need to stay in San Francisco for a while. There are too many things to figure out."

"Okay." Sakurai Kogure said softly, "Be safe and take care."

……

On a beach in Montalivet, France, a man takes off his windbreaker and opens the door of a beach shop.

The two girls were waiting on the side, and the leisurely day started from early morning.

Yuan Zhisheng is happy to admit the fact that he is not cut out to be a shop owner. This small shop on the beach has been losing money, but fortunately he has enough money to make up for the losses.

In Japan he is the emperor of the underworld, in France he is just an ordinary person.

Ordinary people have their own advantages, so he wants to be an ordinary person.

The key was inserted, the door lock was turned, and the moment it opened, Yuan Zhisheng felt dizzy.

"Brother, it seems like something has disappeared..." Eri suddenly said, she supported her head and looked into the distance.

Gen Chisei turned around and looked at Eri and Sakura.

Sakura's expression was calm, as if she hadn't noticed anything.

"I feel the same way." Yuan Zhisheng replied, trying his best to recall.

He had seen travelers write their names on the beach, and the names disappeared when the waves washed over the beach.

Just like such scenes, the beach of memory is washed, something is erased, something is changed.

"Brother, Han Qiu is missing." Eri said softly.

"Han Qiu..." Yuan Zhisheng frowned, and after a few seconds asked Eri in confusion: "What did you just say?"

Eri tilted her head, at a loss, "I forgot."

Forgot? Yuan Zhisheng closed his eyes and recalled.

What did you forget? I seem to have forgotten something, something very important.

But are things that can be forgotten important? Are people who cannot be remembered important?

Maybe it was important before, but not important in the future.

The moment you forget, it means it is no longer important.

What kind of fallacy is this? Yuan Zhisheng doesn’t think so. He thinks the things he has forgotten are very important, more important than ever before.

"Forgot..." Yuan Zhisheng muttered in a low voice.

When I was wondering, the cell phone rang.

The unfamiliar number made him want to hang up, but an intuition told him to pick up.

Fortunately, he picked up the phone. The voice on the other end of the phone was so familiar that Yuan Zhisheng trembled a little.

A word of "brother" brings back memories of my youth.

Yuan Zhinu's tone was anxious and flustered. He repeated the name "Han Qiu" desperately, worried that he would forget it in the next second.

"Brother, can you come over here?" Yuan Zhinu begged.

Yuan Zhisheng agreed decisively: "Okay."

The already opened shop doors were locked again, and the sign indicating that the business was temporarily closed might remain hung for a long time.

"I'll get here as soon as possible, little girl." After saying this, Genjiro turned around and nodded to Sakura and Eri.

"Go ahead. Although I don't quite understand it, I can see that this matter is very important to you." Sakura said.

Gen Chisei emphasized: "It's also very dangerous, so Eri should not go."

Eri blinked, and the words that were about to come out of her mouth were blocked by Gen Chisei.

She just wanted to go and play... just for a little while, really just for a little while.

"I'll take you on a trip when I come back." Gen Chisei ruffled Eri's hair and promised.

"Yeah, okay!" Eri smiled happily.