The next day, Sunday, the couple who had not met again snuggled until noon before getting up.

Fortunately, the Public Security Bureau is working even on Sundays, which gives them enough time to go there to change Li Yunfeng's missing status.

However, Li Yunfeng's luck seemed to be very bad this time.

When they arrived at the Public Security Bureau, they found that the hall was filled with people. After inquiring, they found out that those people were here to handle real estate-related business.

It turns out that the property tax policy is about to be implemented. The policy is based on the household registration book and is specifically aimed at residents' non-residential housing. In layman's terms, whoever hoards the house will pay the tax.

As a result, the real estate speculators who had stocked up many houses were busy, and they all took their families out of their household registration books and let them each have their household.

After all, property tax is only for non-residential housing. If the house is found to be inhabited on the household registration book, even if only one person lives, it is considered a resident housing and there is no need to pay tax.

But this situation made Li Yunfeng and Shen Ruyu suffer.

"There's no way, we can only wait."

Li Yunfeng shrugged, looked at the number 666 he had just obtained from the number picker, looked at the number "166" he had just called on the counter, smiled bitterly, and said:

"Oh, there are 500 numbers, we have to wait slowly."

"It's okay, Yun Feng, we can wait slowly."

While speaking, Shen Ruyu found two empty seats and asked Li Yunfeng to sit down together.

"Okay, let's wait."

After saying that, Li Yunfeng sat with his lover with a smile.

At the same time, at the airport of Huahai City, a plane from Japan had just landed. Soon a cute twin-pony Japanese girl walked out of the plane and walked towards the airport hall.

The girl has beautiful eyebrows, black hair and black eyes, 1.65 meters tall, with a pair of black-edged round-framed eyes, wearing a crimson sailor suit with a short skirt with a close-covered skirt, brown flat leather shoes, and a pair of black over-knee stockings that fully highlighted her long legs, making her look very tall.

Perhaps because it was still very cold in early spring in March, the girl also wore a thick dark blue sweater jacket.

But what really attracts others' attention is not the girl's appearance, but the things she carries. Unlike the usual travel agencies, she does not carry any luggage, but a slender cloth bag that is about the height of her.

Don’t forget that she comes from Japan, and this kind of cloth bag can easily remind people of Japan’s samurai swords.

"Miss, please cooperate with our work?"

Sure enough, the cloth bag on the girl's back attracted the attention of two airport security personnel. One of the male personnel spoke fluently and wanted the girl to cooperate with the inspection, while the other female security personnel stretched out her hands to the girl.

"Yes, no problem."

While handing the cloth bag on her back to the female security staff, the girl took out her passport from her arms. Not only that, she also replied in Chinese: "In addition, I know Chinese."

"Thank you for your cooperation."

Since the other party knows Chinese, the security staff doesn't have to speak foreign languages ​​anymore. The male security staff saluted the girl first, and then took the other party's shield and started to check.

"Saya, female, sixteen years old. Well, there is no problem with your passport."

The male security guard returned the shield to Xiaoye, then looked at the female colleague beside him, and frowned.

It turned out that in the two cloth bags, there were indeed two long and short knives, the long ones were called Taidao, and the short ones were called Weiba.

"Sorry, Miss Changing, you are not allowed to carry controlled knives here, even if they are not cut, we will confiscate them."

As soon as the male security officer finished speaking, Xiaoye smiled and replied, "This is not a knife."

While speaking, Xiaoye pulled out the Taidao's sheath, and a wooden fragrance filled the surrounding air.

The male security guard jumped and said, "Hmm? This is a wooden knife! The workmanship is so exquisite."

The female security staff even touched the blade with their hands, and it was indeed a wooden knife.

The male security officer then asked, "Can you let me see the fucha?"

Xiaoye pulled out the scabbard from the hair, and it was indeed a wooden knife.

There is no doubt that exquisitely crafted wooden knives are works of art and are not controlled knives.

After confirming that, the two security personnel said "Thank you for your cooperation" and left.

Xiaoye watched the two leave, then sheathed the knife, then put the ribs in his arms, put the knife back on the cloth bag and carried it on his back, and then walked out of the airport and came to the street.

Seeing the crowds of people coming and going, Xiaoye took off his glasses, then closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Then, Xiaoye suddenly opened her eyes, and her pupils turned into a red color like blood! It turned out that Xiaoye was not an ordinary person, she was emitting some ability to check something.

At this time, a big hand was placed on her right shoulder, and Xiaoye's pupils glanced over instantly. Her eyes were like a sharp knife that was as sharp as iron and mud, stabbing the other party.

Feeling Xiaoye's sharp eyes, the visitor was shocked and suddenly retracted his hand that was placed on the other party's right shoulder.

But this person was obviously not an ordinary person. He quickly calmed down and said to Xiaoye: "Okay, put away your power so as not to cause a commotion."

Xiaoye was unmoved and continued to stare at the visitor and asked, "Is it you who summoned me?"

The visitor smiled slightly and said without any objection: "There are too many cameras here, which is not convenient to talk. Let's get in the car with me first, let's talk slowly."

After saying that, the visitor turned around and walked towards an Audi on the side of the road.

Xiaoye closed his eyes and struggled, turning his pupils back to black, put on his glasses, and followed him.

At this time, she truly saw the appearance of the visitor. The man was an uncle wearing a black suit and dark skin, looking less than forty.

The uncle also noticed Xiaoye's gaze, took the initiative to open the back door of the car for her, and made a gesture of asking for her.

Generally speaking, it is a safety rule for women not to get into a stranger's car, but Xiaoye seemed to completely ignore this and got straight into the back seat of the car and sat directly behind the driver's seat.

The uncle closed the rear door and sat in the driver's seat.

However, just as the uncle was about to start the car, Xiaoye behind him suddenly attacked, pulled out the flank from his arms and inserted it directly into the back of the driver's seat.

It's strange that this wooden knife turned into a small iron-like divine weapon in Xiaoye's hand, and directly pierced through the back seat and inserted it into the uncle's back.

Next, something even more incredible happened. The uncle who was stabbed in the back not only did not seriously injured but died of bleeding, but even turned back to Xiaoye with a smile:

"Stop being fearlessly tempted, I am completely different from those antiques that you killed!"

After saying this, the uncle turned his head and looked forward and started the car.

"Oh, by the way, you have good abilities and can turn the items in your hands into weapons. I like it very much."

Xiaoye snorted coldly and pulled out the fuse to get into his arms. Then the uncle stepped on the accelerator and left.

While driving, the uncle seemed to talk about the story to ease the atmosphere in the car:

"A long time ago, even when the multiverse was not born, a group of creatures lived in the entire space. For your convenience, it was called..." "Ancient objects!"

Xiaoye interrupted.

"Hey, the antiquities are just deteriorating creatures with my tribe's blood flowing. We are different from them."

The uncle looked at Xiaoye's firm face in the rearview mirror, sighed helplessly and said, "Okay, antiques are just antiques, as long as you understand them, let's continue to tell the story."

"Suddenly one day, the Big Bang happened, and the multiverse was born. The antiquities lost their homes from then on. Most of them died in this Big Bang. There were many of the remaining parts and chose to sleep. Only a small part, without giving up hope, was always looking for a new home."

"Finally they found a small piece of space that was not affected by the Big Bang, but still maintained its former appearance. So the antiquities used to be the new home."

Hearing this, Xiaoye interrupted impatiently again:

"We all know that the story will certainly not end like this, right?"

"Yes, it won't end like this, never!"

The uncle continued: "After countless years of dormant, we have risen again and are about to regain our former home."

"It's true. Destroying the universe and possessing everything is simply the villain in the online article."

Xiaoye turned his head and looked out the window, saying without hesitation: "But what does all this have to do with me?"

"Hahahaha! Do you think this matter has nothing to do with you?"

The uncle laughed and said, "Then why can you feel the call of our clan and come to China to meet me?"

As soon as these words came out, Xiaoye immediately looked at the uncle in front of her. Obviously, she had realized many things, such as:

"I am also a member of your clan?"

The uncle blurted out:

"Of course, otherwise why would you be able to receive the summons of our clan?"

"Listen, that summon was sent to the entire multiverse by the demon god's right hand, and only members of my clan can receive it."

"This means that my tribe's blood is flowing on you!"

Xiaoye recalled the uncle's words just now and asked, "What about those antiques in Japan? They..."

Before Xiaoye could finish speaking, the uncle replied: "I said before that although those antiquities contain blood from our tribe, they are only deteriorated creatures. They are not at the same level as you and us, and they cannot be considered compatriots at all."

"In fact, I can feel that your control over your own power is still very primitive and you need guidance."

While speaking, the uncle raised his right hand and stretched out his index finger. A faint black mist flew out from his fingertips and floated towards Xiaoye.

"Don't resist, accept it and you can feel the truth!"

Xiaoye thought for a while and finally made a decision: "Okay, I believe in you!" After that, she stretched out her right hand and grabbed the black fog that was floating over.

In an instant, a force penetrated into Xiaoye's body, and she could feel that this force was of the same origin as her.

Not only that, this power seemed to resonate with the blood in Xiaoye's body, causing more power in her body to gradually awaken. Even her pupils could not control it and instantly turned into red and fishy eyes that emitted red light.

"You'd better control your strength, we haven't left the city yet."

The uncle then asked, "By the way, I haven't asked your name before, what are your name?"

Xiaoye replied: "My name is Gengyi Xiaoye, but Gengyi is the surname given to me by humans. Xiaoye is my real name, just call me Xiaoye."

Speaking of this, Xiaoye paused and asked, "By the way, uncle, what's your name?"
Chapter completed!