Chapter 592 Grandma Crane
Yurina was a little dazed.
She didn't hear the sound of Lin Qiye climbing up the steep slope at all, and she didn't even know when he came up from below. He was like a black ghost, flying up from the steep slope in a flash.
"Your skills are pretty good." Yurina sighed in Japanese.
Lin Qiye smiled without saying a word.
The two walked along the road on the cliff, with the blue sky above their heads, walking towards the other side of the road one after the other.
Yurina walked in front, her feet were bare, and the soles of her feet stepped on the gray asphalt road, leaving shallow water stains. The old black cherry blossom kimono seemed a little loose, not her size, and there were even some spots on the sleeves. Cracked and woven together with gray silk threads.
Every time she took a step, the light pink hairpin on the bun-like black hair would shake slightly, reflecting the shimmer of crystal.
Lin Qiye was wearing a black windbreaker, and walked behind her calmly.
In his mind, he quickly sorted out all the known information.
The cause of everything is that white-haired old man who is suspected to be a king, who is stepping on a small boat in the mist.
He wears the mask of the king's face, the cloak of the [Masquerade] team, and [Yi Yuan] on his waist. His ability is also related to time. Lin Qiye is almost sure that that person is the king's face...
But the point of contradiction is that Wang Mian is not that old, and he is far from the point of stepping into the realm of gods.
Could it be that he is from the future?
The moment this idea appeared in Lin Qiye's mind, he labeled it "very likely". It's no secret that King Face is capable of time travel.
Instructor Yuan Gang mentioned Wang Mian's achievements when explaining the night watchman's medal. Five years ago, the Yamata no Orochi landed in the East China Sea. Saved the entire city.
At that time, Wang Mian was just a newcomer in the "Boundless" realm.
If the future king's face really breaks through that ceiling and enters the realm of the gods, it may not be impossible to travel back to the past through a long time.
The question now is, if this conjecture is correct, from what point in the future did he travel back, and what is his purpose for coming back?
Is it just to send him to this place?
What about the other players? Are they here too?
This...is really Japan?
Countless doubts came to Lin Qiye's mind, the more he thought about it, the more confused he felt.
Suddenly, another possibility occurred to him.
If it is said that Wang Mian can manipulate time, is it possible that he sent everyone to Japan a hundred years ago, where the fog had not yet emerged?
Lin Qiye suddenly raised his head and looked around.
At this moment, the two had already walked out of the road and came to the streets of the city.
It has not yet reached the city center, and there are few pedestrians on the road. The gray asphalt road is marked with clean white signs. On the right hand side is a newly opened sea urchin bowl restaurant, and on the left hand side is a closed shop. Electronic Mall.
There were a few locked bicycles parked on the side of the driveway, and a black car parked in front of it. Lin Qiye didn't recognize this car logo, but judging from the shape of the car, it was not a product of decades ago.
Yurina, who was walking in front of him, suddenly stopped and waited until the signal light above her head flickered and turned green before moving on.
This is by no means the Japan of a hundred years ago.
This is a modern city.
Lin Qiye gave up the idea of going back to the past, and continued to think about the essence of this place...
Since there is no time travel, how did this country not shrouded in fog appear?
This country shouldn't exist, but he is already in it, and he can vaguely feel that there must be some unknown and dangerous secret hidden under this peaceful and beautiful appearance.
Unable to figure out all of this for the time being, Lin Qiye could only temporarily put it aside and think about the problems that are close at hand.
Strange environment, strange language, strange culture... The first thing Lin Qiye needs to solve is the problem of language barrier.
I haven't spoken all the time, and I can't read words, but it's hard to figure out what's going on here.
But things like language cannot be learned in a day or two.
Just as Lin Qiye was secretly distressed, the two had reached the edge of the urban area, and the surrounding buildings gradually became smaller and sparser. Finally, they stopped in front of a barren open space behind the park.
There are no habitable houses here, not even any lighting. On the edge of this open space, there are only a few containers that look like they have been abandoned for a long time.
Yurina turned her head to look at Lin Qiye, and said in Japanese:
"Follow me and don't make a sound."
After she finished speaking, she made a "×" in front of her mouth with her finger.
Lin Qiye immediately understood what she meant and nodded.
The two walked lightly to one of the containers. Yurina looked around cautiously, and after making sure that there was no one else around, she unlocked the door and walked in quickly.
Inside the container is a small living space.
A dilapidated thick mattress was moved from nowhere, with two stacks of thin blankets stacked on it, and next to it was a simple hanger made of bent pipes, on which two pieces of clothing were hung, and then some basic toiletries.
On the other side of the mattress, there was a wooden chair. At this moment, a gray-haired grandmother was sitting there, squinting, and folded white paper tremblingly with wrinkled hands.
Although her speed was slow, her technique was very skilled. In a few seconds, she folded a delicate paper crane and placed it gently under her feet.
At her feet, a hill of thousand paper cranes had piled up, submerging her shoes into it.
She heard the door of the container being pushed open, looked up slowly, and saw that petite figure with a bright smile on the old mouth.
"Little Youli, are you back?"
"I'm back." A smile appeared on Yurina's face, "Grandma Crane, I brought a guest back."
"have a guest?"
Hearing these words, the old man's eyes fell behind Yurina, and saw the man in black windbreaker.
She gently put down the white paper in her hand, put her hands on the handle of the chair, and tried hard to stand up from the chair, her legs trembling on the ground.
"A guest is coming... Hurry up, sit down, I'll make a cup of tea for the guest."
"Grandma He, you are about to sit down, just leave it to me to entertain guests." Yurina hurriedly supported her, and said while helping her back to the chair.
Grandma He opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something more, but her body really couldn't use her strength, so she could only follow Yurina's strength and sit back on the chair.
Yurina turned her head and saw Lin Qiye was still standing at the door, frowning slightly.
"What are you still doing standing there, come in and close the door, so that others can see us here."
