He just looked at the girl beside him. The girl looked very calm, but the movement of her arms was smaller than before.
Two prophecies.
The first one should be from Ling.
Well, the second one is the divination of Otsutsuki Hidetaka, who has fallen from the altar.
If nothing unexpected happens, what she predicted will be a supplement to Ling's prophecy.
Supplements that can make her choose to be semi-active...
Perhaps, this is the answer to the mystery of my life experience.
Russell looked at Alicia's expression and became gentle as well.
She must be under a lot of psychological pressure.
He took a step forward, hugged the girl's swan-like neck, and kissed the woman on the lips.
Under the gratified gaze of the old man who was leading the way, he tightly grasped Alicia's hand.
"It's time to follow Auntie's lead."
He took a step forward and followed the village affairs cadre, who was actually an old lady.
"Good, young man."
The old man spoke a foreign word to Russell in a very fashionable way.
It can be seen that for the elderly, successfully urging their children to get married is something to be proud of.
Of course, this is also true for young people, but the premise is that they are the ones urging others, rather than others urging them.
"Uh-huh."
Russell also nodded and chatted with the old man.
Maybe because he had learned from Alicia, he would occasionally target the pain points of the elderly and use green tea in a targeted manner.
Soon, he almost became the old man's godson.
And was taken to the door of the hotel.
"Okay, this is it."
The old man grabbed Russell and Alicia, and felt as pleased as if he had seen his grandson and granddaughter-in-law.
"Thank you, grandma."
Someone was climbing up the slope, looking at the restaurant in front of him that was not luxurious at all.
The hotel was actually a three-story building that was very common in the countryside, but it was next to the street.
On the side, most of the road that seemed to be seldom used was temporarily requisitioned to set up funeral tents, or in other words, mourning halls. Funeral music seemed to be playing inside, and there were faint sounds of crying.
Just let yourself see what is happening here.
Russell took a deep breath and ran towards the shed at the speed of a South Korean soldier in the Korean battlefield.
He wanted to see what was going on!
He deftly walked around everyone and went straight into the mourning hall. Then, he saw a beautiful woman in mourning clothes kneeling in front of the brazier and the spirit tablet.
It was clearly written on the spirit tablet.
"The spirit of the deceased teacher Russell."
Russell: “…”
byd.
So this seat is mine!!
You really think you are Gojo sensei, don’t you? ! !
Russell was anxious and angry.
He finally understood why Shen Shu suggested that they come here for dinner.
Damn, just eat your own meal, right?
"Alicia!!!"
Like a devil from hell, Russell pulled out the belt directly from his waist, making a devil-like sound.
But the voice did not make the girl tremble like a child who had seen seven wolves.
"teacher..."
The girl kneeling on the ground turned around, her beautiful face full of tears.
Amid the gloomy look of the old man beside her, as if he had seen a dog, she rushed into Russell's arms.
"Hey, what's going on?"
Russell looked a little panicked when he saw that he was about to be demoted from the godson of the village elder to the idler in the village.
But the girl just held on to the corner of the man's clothes tightly, and in the moment that even Russell couldn't understand, the girl stood on tiptoe.
"It's great to have you back..."
Along with the words, there was a warm touch.
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Tears dripped from the corners of my eyes.
With warmth and joy.
It was like a drizzle, washing away the sadness of parting.
The teacher... is still alive.
The girl buried her head in the man's arms and sobbed softly.
"It's really great."
Her voice was trembling, and her voice was so delicate that it was totally inconsistent with her status as a goddess.
"Okay, okay."
"I'm not dead, I'm still here."
Russell patted the girl on the back and for a moment he was unable to figure out why his spirit tablet was placed in the mourning hall.
"What happened?"
Just right.
Another clear female voice was heard from outside the mourning hall.
The next moment, a new guest came to the mourning hall.
She was an exceptionally beautiful girl.
Pink hair and blue eyes.
When she walked to the side of the man who was holding the young widow, strong gasps were heard outside.
There was a lot of crazy discussion outside the door.
——These two girls look so much alike, they look like real sisters no matter how you look at them.
But didn’t the older one just kiss that man?
Why are the younger one hugging that guy again?
Also, didn’t the man of this smaller one just died?
Or is it that he was not dead at all and it was a wrong judgment?
A story of love, hate and passion.
The series is played continuously for 69 episodes in the minds of the spectators in the form of imagination.
All the people who came to the banquet fell silent.
They are older and don’t understand what Shura Field is.
But this doesn't affect them, they won't be affected by things like women fighting.
Is this going to be a fight?
Their eyes were burning, and the older ladies among them had already rolled up their sleeves - they were more familiar with the younger ones, and would always be there if the girl started crying because of grievance.
They will let the man who looks like a city dweller see what a fierce woman from the urban-rural fringe area is like.
The old man who arrived at the same time as Miss Pig had a slightly solemn expression on his face. He stepped back to his old sister and whispered.
As a result, the huge group of people made their own choices based on their emotions, and the neighborhood dispute split into two teams.
As soon as the two girls started fighting, they would start to selectively separate them according to their camps.
But Zhumi’s values are obviously different from those of ordinary people.
She looked at the "herself" who seemed to be smaller than herself, nestling in Russell's arms.
He tilted his head and thought for a while, then took a step back considerately.
Although I don’t know what happened, “Alicia” seems to like Russell very much?
Russell is the family he chose.
Alicia is a natural family member.
They love each other, so now I should give them some space, otherwise it would be bad if it delays the development of their relationship.
That scene.
The group of middle-aged women who saw it were immediately shocked.
No, what the hell is this development?
Why don't you fight anymore?
I was hoping to settle the neighborhood dispute during this fight.
"Girl, aren't you angry?"
The old man who led the way walked up to Miss Pig and asked.
"Ah...it's okay. My sister and he seem to be fine. There's no need to pursue it."
"Just live a good life together."
The girl spoke of her understanding of perfection.
Such words naturally made the aunts' pupils tremble. The two teams quickly united and began to point fingers at Russell.
Their faces were gloomy, which made Russell feel uneasy.
what happened?
Why do I feel like I've been issued a wanted warrant?
"...Young man, you will not end well if you mess around like this."
"How can you do this?"
"This guy, tsk."
The leader was the one who had previously looked upon Russell as his eldest grandson.
Russell's eyelids twitched after hearing these words.
well.
I have become a grandson without blood ties and have become a plant on the street.
Honorary townsman, this title is considered to be directly reimbursed.
Seeing that the noises around him were getting louder and louder, he became anxious and threw out a handful of golden leaves to attract attention. Then he dragged the two pigs and ran wildly, tearing through space and returning to the island where he was before.
Breathing the fresh northwest wind on the island.
Russell couldn't help but reach out his hand and wipe the sweat from his forehead.
