The day Zheng Yi took over the Kyoto Research Institute, all five people in the team were Japanese.
There's no normal person in this group—
Some people talk to the corner every day;
Some people hold the burnt talisman and study it for a lifetime;
Someone raised a dead cat as a master for three years;
Some people put incense on more than thirty tablets every night.
Four girls are even more outrageous.
One blushes when talking, one is expressionless all day long, one has zero presence, and one runs faster than a dog.
Later, those down-and-out swordsmen, ninjas, and onmyojis all came to him.
Someone asked: How do you control so many Japanese people?
Zheng Yi said: Never mind. Let them work on their own.
——
This is not a story about fighting and killing.
This is the story of a group of "crooked melons and split dates" who live together as a family.
