397 I Have Met Your Ancestors

In the feeling of the earth falling apart, the consciousness kept drifting away, and then fell into darkness. In the ears, Aozaki Aoko's voice could no longer be heard at all, and the whole head felt as painful as if it was about to explode...

"Tang Hao? Tang Hao! Can you hear my voice?"

I don't know how long it took, but the hoarse voice gradually became clearer. Tang Hao opened his eyes and found that he was lying on a piece of grass, with two fluffy little heads spinning back and forth in front of his eyes.

"Fufu?" Before Tang Hao fully woke up, he took out one of the heads and grabbed one of the heads in his hand. It felt much smaller than Fufu. After taking a closer look, he realized that it was a squirrel.

The other one abandoned its companion and quickly ran to the nearby tree, standing on the branch and squeaking.

"So it's not Fufu..." Tang Hao shook his head. He didn't know whether it was because the sequelae of contact with the source had not been completely eliminated, or because he was thrown out of the fragmented world. He had a splitting headache and couldn't even think. He was a little sluggish, and he didn't know how long he had been fainted just now.

And these two squirrels may have thought that they were dead, so they jumped on his body to pick up food... maybe?

"Tang Hao? Hey, can you hear my voice?" A familiar voice came again to his ears.

Tang Hao took the opportunity to lift the squirrel in his hand to his ear, his eyes blurred, "Well, I heard it, that... is Roman?"

"Yes, it's me. Chaldea just detected your signs of life. Just five minutes ago you returned to Fuyuki in 2004. Congratulations, you finally returned from the fragmented world."

five minutes?

In other words, after he was thrown out of the fragmented world, he was unconscious for five minutes.

"Also, I kept calling you but got no response. Did something happen to you? And your tone sounded a little weak. Are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's just a little strange..."

"What's weird?"

Tang Hao frowned, "Why do you still have a squeaky voice when you speak?"

"The squeaking sound? What is that? Is it because the signal is not good? No, this is the channel of the chat room...or it may be related to Chaldea. Let me check."

"Oh, then you..." Tang Hao nodded, subconsciously holding the phone in front of his eyes, and then saw a little squirrel squeaking in his hand.

Ah, it turns out it’s not a mobile phone.

He touched his body and found that his cell phone was still in his pocket, so the signal was not bad just now. Do you want to remind Roman... Forget it, just check Chaldea as a precaution in the future.

Then, Tang Hao turned his head and looked around, and sure enough he didn't see Qingzi.

That's right. When they were in the fragmented world, the two of them were thrown away in opposite directions. They must have returned to the real world through different roads. Although it is not impossible that they fell together, the current result is the most normal. .

what a pity.

Tang Hao sighed secretly, and just as he was about to stand up, subtle footsteps suddenly came from ahead.

Suddenly my heart moved, could it be Qingzi?

Tang Hao immediately cheered up and looked towards the sound. After a moment, a familiar figure appeared in the forest shrouded in moonlight.

"Huh?"

"Huh?"

When their eyes met, both of them were stunned.

"It turns out to be Father Kotomine." Tang Hao was the first to come back to his senses. He looked at the young priest in front of him with caution in his heart, but with a nonchalant expression on his face, he smiled and said, "Yan Father Feng came to the forest so late, it’s so refreshing.”

Kotomine Shiro also smiled slightly, "It's nothing, I'm just cleaning up the forest. After all, if too much garbage used by humans in daily life enters the forest, it will cause certain damage to nature, so as long as I have free time , I will come to the forest for a walk and take the garbage out."

"I see. I really can't believe that Father Kotomine is so environmentally conscious. I admire you." Tang Hao cupped his hands and said in his heart: Are you lying?

Kotomine Shiro smiled disapprovingly, "It's just a trivial job in the environmental protection cause. But Mr. Tang Hao, it's so late, why did you come to play in the forest?"

"This..." Tang Hao rolled his eyes and suddenly saw the little squirrel in his hand, "To be honest, I am from a small animal protection organization, and I am particularly concerned about the survival of small animals. Just now this little squirrel and others The squirrel got into a fight and injured its leg, so I took care of it."

Kotomine Shiro turned his head, looked at the little squirrel's jumping legs, and suddenly said: "I see, Mr. Tang Hao is really caring."

"Each other."

"Don't dare."

"hehe."

"hehe."

The two of them had something to say, but neither of them said anything. They laughed at each other.

"But it's getting late and I should leave, so it won't stop the priest from picking up trash here." Then Tang Hao smiled and handed the little squirrel to Kotomine Shiro.

"Do you need me to give you a ride?" Kotomine Shiro asked.

"No need." Tang Hao waved his hand and said without looking back, "I like to walk alone at night."

"Really? Then I won't give it away. I just couldn't help but want to remind you... Mr. Tang Hao is not a participant in the Holy Grail War. I suggest you try to avoid walking at night in the future, otherwise you may easily provoke someone you shouldn't. Danger."

Tang Hao paused, nodded and said: "Thank you Father Yanfeng for your kindness, so let me remind you... wherever there are people, there is war. No matter how hard you try, Father, you can't let this land There is no garbage in the forest, so if you cut it off, it’s better to let it go.”

Click... click...

As the footsteps gradually faded away, Kotomine Shiro couldn't help but look away, and the smile on his face slowly faded away. He murmured to himself: "What a completely invisible person. He entered this place in the afternoon." A piece of forest, then suddenly disappeared without a trace, and then suddenly appeared again now, tell me, where did he go?"

"Really, you don't know either."

Kotomine Shiro shook his head and raised the little squirrel in his hand in front of his eyes. He seemed a little puzzled and frowned: "Are squirrels also active at night?"

…

"What a difficult guy."

After walking out of the forest, Tang Hao looked back. When he left just now, he felt like he was being watched all the time. The words "Don't walk at night" were probably a warning and test to himself. Fortunately, he was careful and did not reveal any flaws. Otherwise, if Shirou Kotomine knew that part of his brain had been burned, he might not be able to let him leave safely.

Forget it, go first.

For the time being, he couldn't figure out the details of Kotomine Shiro, so Tang Hao didn't want to conflict with him, so he ran away quickly.

By the time we returned to Tohsaka's house, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

"Where have you been all day?" Rin Tosaka asked as soon as she entered the house. She and Yuu Kuonji didn't sleep, so they were sitting in the living room, but Ryogi Miina was not there. ...After all, he is a child, and he is probably already asleep.

Do you care about me so much?

Under normal circumstances, Tang Hao would have taken advantage of the opportunity to make such a joke, but at this moment, his mental state was a bit poor, and he had no intention of teasing a good girl, so he casually replied: "I just met your ancestor."

"Aha?" Tohsaka Rin was stunned at that time.

What's the meaning? Is this a derogatory statement that has become popular recently?

Tang Hao didn't seem to notice Tohsaka Rin's stunned expression. He took out a somewhat simple booklet from his arms and handed it to her hand, "This is your ancestor's martial arts secret book. It is of no use to me anymore, so just give it back." You should return it to its original owner."

In terms of martial arts attainments alone, Tohsaka Nagato is superior to Tang Hao, and he knows this very well. Because after all, he has not received any systematic and formal teaching. Whether it is swordsmanship or martial arts, they are almost all trained in actual combat, which is the so-called wild path, while Tohsaka Nagato is a serious martial arts master. , has its own genre.

Therefore, he is not as good as Tohsaka Nagato in terms of his insights and understanding of martial arts. This martial arts secret book also has a certain effect on him. However, on the way back, in order to relieve the sequelae of the headache, he had already read them all, discarding the dross and extracting the essence. He also wrote down all the useful points. It would be useless to keep them any longer.

In this case, it is better to leave it to Tohsaka Rin. Anyway, she originally likes close combat. If she can regain the martial arts of the Tosaka family, maybe one day she can bloom both magic and martial arts. Wouldn't it be wonderful?

Of course, he couldn't care about the details for the time being. After handing in the pamphlet, he walked up the stairs. He needed a good sleep now to regain his lost brain.

Rin Tosaka stood there in a daze, completely unaware of what Tang Hao meant. He was about to open the booklet in his hand, but suddenly, Tang Hao stopped at the stairs on the second floor.

"Ah, that's right." Tang Hao looked at Tohsaka Rin with an expression that he had just remembered, and said seriously, "I almost forgot to tell you that your ancestor is prettier than you."

snap——

Then, he disappeared at the top of the stairs.

Tohsaka Rin looked confused, blinked hard several times, and then asked Kuonji Yuju: "What's wrong with him? Why does it feel like he's completely broken after being out for a day?"

Youzhu didn’t quite understand it, but he didn’t care much and replied casually: “Maybe my brain is burned out.”

Youzhu didn't know that her unintentional words hit the truth. At the same time, Tang Hao, who was back on purpose, didn't even bother to take off his clothes and just lay down on the bed.

He desperately needed rest and sleep.

Maybe, when I wake up tomorrow, I will have some kind of magic eye.

With such expectation, Tang Hao closed his eyes, but just as he closed his eyes, he vaguely, vaguely, seemed to see a red shadow standing at the head of the bed.

Is it...an illusion?