Chapter 219: Four hundred years of searching, no news (4000)
Outside the city.
Vastu Village.
Inside a Japanese-style villa that stands out like a flock of chickens.
A black figure knelt and sat in the center of the magic circle. It was surrounded by an empty space, with no furnishings and not even a ghost to be found.
Only the six-star array under the black shadow would light up with a faint purple light from time to time, showing a sense of existence.
"This is not what I expected."
A tall, burly, demon-like figure emerged from under the floor, with golden light in his eyes like burning flames.
The woman in black slowly raised her head, her gorgeous face was almost the same as the one Qin Yao killed the female drug lord last time!
"What is the scene in your imagination?" the woman asked calmly.
"There are zombies outside the yard, there are ghosts and gods in the villa, and I wouldn't be surprised if there are even a few artillery pieces set up."
"We could have done this, and we have the strength to do so." The woman pursed her lips and said, "But, I want to talk to you."
"What are we talking about? Cooperation?" Qin Yao chuckled: "I'm sorry, I have no intention of becoming a traitor."
"Do you know who I am?" the woman said seriously.
Qin Yao raised his eyebrows and asked in a more serious tone: "Do you know who I am?!"
"Qin Yao, the representative of the squires in the new era of Fucheng, the 88th generation descendant of the Maoshan sect." The woman said without thinking.
"I thought you got me into trouble because you didn't do your homework, but now it seems that things are not that simple." Qin Yao thought thoughtfully.
"Please allow me to introduce myself." The woman said in a warm voice without answering, "My name is Nako, and I come from the Jiuju sect."
"What was the name of the woman I killed last time?" Qin Yao suddenly asked.
"Her name is Nako, too." The woman said seriously, "She is me, and I am her."
"No, you two can't be the same person." Qin Yao flatly objected.
Naiko shook her head: "Although you sound a little unbelievable, this is the fact. I am the most successful weapon of the Jiuju faction, the unkillable Naiko."
Qin Yao took out the God-Beheading Sword from his back with his backhand and sneered: "If you can't kill him once, just kill him a few more times. Let's see how much trouble your Jiuju faction has accumulated over the years."
"Does it make sense?" Nako asked.
"You come to my place to cause trouble, and killing you is the greatest meaning!"
Naiko sighed: "Mr. Qin, I think you need to think carefully. Not everyone can bear the consequences of offending Jiuju's faction."
Qin Yao laughed: "What a coincidence, you and I have similar ideas. The consequences of offending me are not something that anyone can bear!"
Nako: "Even if you don't think about yourself, you still have to think about your family and friends. There are many people in Jiuju's faction who do extreme things, and the sect's rules cannot restrain them..."
Qin Yao looked stunned.
It's not that I'm surprised, nor is I afraid, it's just that the shock is a bit big.
Without Uncle Jiu by his side, this woman actually threatened him by doing extreme things?!
Seeing that he seemed to be frightened, Naiko smiled slightly and got angry again: "I think you don't want to be a loner, right?"
Qin Yao took it seriously: "Of course, if you don't even have anyone to show off to, wouldn't it be like walking at night in brocade clothes?"
Nako's smile became more sincere: "Then that's what we've settled on?"
"What's the deal?" Qin Yao asked in surprise.
Naiko was stunned: "Didn't you promise not to be enemies of our Jiuju faction?"
Qin Yao waved his hand: "I promised to be a chicken, I just said that I don't want to be a loner."
Naiko's eyes were slightly cold and she said sternly: "You're kidding me!"
"Miss, you may have some difficulty in understanding. To put it simply, you may have a serious illness in your head. I suggest you go to the hospital for a checkup. Early treatment will help you feel at ease." Qin Yao said.
A surge of anger rushed from his liver to his scalp. Nako was so angry that her whole body trembled, and her hands quickly formed seals.
"Xiao Wenjun, seal off the villa." Qin Yao immediately ordered.
"There is no way to control the area within the magic circle." Xiao Wenjun flew out of his shadow, his long hair flying.
"boom."
Uncle Feng, who was watching the wind outside the door and preparing for a sudden attack, heard the sound of an imminent battle. He smashed the thin Japanese wooden door with his kick and stood behind Qin Yao with Xiao Wenjun on the left and right.
"The Jiuju faction will not let you go." Just as the two of them and one ghost were on guard against Nako's ultimate move, a bright purple beam of light suddenly burst out from the six-star light, sending Nako's figure away in one wave.
Qin Yao: "???"
Uncle Feng: "???"
Is this a trap?
So, bringing them here with great fanfare is to warn them face to face not to go against Jiuju's group?
Isn't this crazy?
"Is there something wrong with her brain, or is there something we don't know about?" After a long time, Uncle Feng couldn't help but speak.
"Although I just said that she is mentally ill, in fact, it is impossible for the Jiuju faction to send a fool to travel thousands of miles to come to Fucheng to cause trouble." Qin Yao slowly narrowed his eyes and said in a serious voice: "Therefore, The latter guess is the most likely."
"Thinking about it now, it seems that she never thought about staying to fight from the beginning. She always advised you not to ask for trouble." Uncle Feng recalled.
Qin Yao raised his hand and put back the God-Beheading Sword, and mused: "Only when you know you are defeated can you be so decisive. If you think about it carefully, the feeling of the other party going through the motions is stronger than the feeling of negotiating."
"Why did she go through this formality?" Uncle Feng murmured.
"Perform, perform for some people!" Qin Yao said with certainty.
Uncle Feng shook his head: "I checked before I entered the door. Apart from you and me, the witch is the only one in the whole villa."
"When I say show it to others, I don't mean to let some people see it with their own eyes. As long as she does it, as long as I refuse, there will be related cause and effect. In the Taoist skills that Fusang stole from China, there are also those who can spy on the secrets of heaven. Magic?" Qin Yao said slowly.
Uncle Feng nodded slightly, and seemed to agree with the answer: "If you go to such trouble to show it to others, the result is either to get away with it, or to ask for help, or both. Mr. Qin, a bigger storm I’m afraid it’s still behind…”
"Are you afraid?" Qin Yao asked.
Uncle Feng waved his hand quickly: "No, not at all, I'm just reminding you."
As he said this, he seemed to feel that this explanation was a bit pale, and he added again: "Wealth can be obtained through danger, and I have already been mentally prepared."
Qin Yao smiled: "We don't have to be so nervous. Having said that, we are fighting at home, and they have no foundation here. If they want to fight us, they will pay far more than us. Under the circumstances, Unless they can invite a ferocious dragon to cross the river, they will not be able to compete with our great power by just relying on some cunning tricks."
"What if they can really invite a powerful person?" Uncle Feng said.
Qin Yao couldn't laugh or cry: "I'm not a casual cultivator with no background. No matter how evil and powerful Jiuju's faction is, it's impossible to compare to Maoshan, right?"
Uncle Feng: "..."
Huh.
Such blindness!
A few days later.
No. 13, Chaomen Street, Peking.
A young woman wearing a light yellow cheongsam and holding a small fan in her hand got off the rickshaw, threw a silver dollar to the driver and said calmly: "No need to look for it."
The coachman looked at the other party in a daze, clenched the silver dollar in his hand, and plucked up the courage to say: "Miss, No. 13 Chaomen Street is not a good place..."
The young woman raised her small incense fan and stopped his persuasion: "Master, what you have heard, I have also heard. Don't worry, I know what I know."
The coachman gritted his teeth, patted his chest and said, "Miss, I'll be here waiting for you to come out. If you find anything wrong after you get in, just call out and I promise to rush in and save you as soon as possible."
"It won't happen."
The young woman smiled slightly, and immediately stopped chatting with a coachman, walked up the steps with traces of time, came to the door that should have been yellow, but turned into brown-black after the baptism of time, and knocked gently on the door.
In the courtyard, under the big willow tree.
A black cat lies down on the green grass, eyes closed, feeling the sun shining through the gaps between the willow branches, the temperature shining on it, and the cool breeze in the afternoon.
"Dong dong, dong dong..."
At this time, the gentle but continuous knocking on the door made it feel agitated. It lazily stretched its waist and slowly opened its amber eyes.
"Someone is coming." In the main hall, a beautiful woman in a white dress with picturesque features suddenly floated into the main hall, and said to the black cat under the willow tree.
"After so many years, I know that there is only one of us living here, and knocking on the door means trouble." The black cat stood up from the lawn and murmured human words.
The woman in the white dress smiled: "Then don't open the door..."
The black cat shook his head and said with emotion: "Maybe this is the only old friend between the two of us?"
The woman in the white dress gradually lost her smile and whispered: "Uncle, he..."
"Uncle, you are stupid too." Black Cat sneered: "As long as he has a place for you in his heart, how can he not come to see you for more than four hundred years?"
The woman in the white dress looked gloomy and was silent for a long time.
"Nekomata-senpai, are you in there?" Outside the courtyard, the young woman's hand hurt from knocking, and she couldn't help asking softly.
As for climbing over the wall to take a look... Even if she has the ability, she doesn't have the courage!
"Who is your senior? Which one are you?" Black Cat asked loudly.
"This junior is Kurosawa Nako, who is sitting next to Lady Bones. I have a message for you from Lady Bones." Outside the gate, the young woman in cheongsam said respectfully.
The black cat raised his hand, and the tightly closed door slowly opened. A gloomy wind suddenly blew from the courtyard, making Nako feel cold all over.
"Thank you, senior." Nako bowed deeply, and after entering the door, she closed the door first, then took small steps to the willow tree, bowed again, showing off her graceful body curves.
"What is the message that Bone Girl asked you to bring?" Nekomata said coldly.
"Master Bone Girl said, please go to Japan to find her when you are free. She misses you very much." Nako slowly stood up straight and said sincerely.
"Why?" Mao sneered again: "She missed me and didn't come to me, but asked me to find her...Does this madman want me to go back and make a knife for her?"
Naiko: "..."
She could not give any response to this.
"Okay, I received the message. You can also send a message to her for me. If I didn't go back to Fuso back then, I won't go back to Japan today!" Black Cat said calmly.
Naiko laughed dryly: "Senior, I have a mission to come to China and cannot return home immediately."
"Then let's wait until you return to the country to tell her. Anyway, she has lived for so long and has not died, not less than a year or two." Maomata said.
Naiko took a deep breath and held the small incense fan tightly in her palm: "Senior, to be honest, I have something to ask for when I come here this time."
"What's going on?" Black Cat asked indifferently.
"Senior, please help me kill someone." Nako bowed again.
The black cat smiled: "Get out!"
Naiko: "..."
She never expected that the other party would refuse so firmly.
"Senior, Lord Bone Girl said..."
"What does it have to do with me no matter how much she says?"
The black cat had a look of disgust on his face and forcibly interrupted her plea: "Does she think that if we had some friendship a few hundred years ago, we can use that friendship to drive others a few hundred years later?"
Naiko: "..."
"Why are you still standing there?" Seeing her silence, the black cat drove away indifferently.
Naiko let out a long breath, and flipping her hands, an orb emitting colorful light flew out from her palm and floated in the air: "Senior, do you still recognize this thing?"
"The Glazed Bead of the Seven Treasures of the Ghost King." Black Cat's cold expression softened slightly, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "What, you want to use this bead as a reward for killing?"
Naiko nodded and said solemnly: "Fucheng is an important springboard for Jiuju's faction to enter Guangdong and Guangxi. There is no room for failure, so Master Gu Nu sent Naiko to Fucheng to take charge of the overall situation.
Now there is a force in the city that has blocked the way forward for the Jiuju faction. For the development of our Jiuju faction, this force must be defeated!"
"Whatever I can solve, she can also solve." Maomata narrowed his eyes and asked faintly: "Why doesn't she solve the matter herself?"
Nako sighed: "You also know that Lord Bone Girl does not control all the authority of the Jiuju sect. There are some old and immortal guys who are desperately trying to curb the rights of the Lord, and even suppress the Lord himself.
Therefore, she cannot leave Japan easily, otherwise once she leaves, she may lose her place in the Jiuju faction when she returns."
"I just can't understand it." Maomao mocked: "Is this kind of life of intrigues, swords and swords really interesting?"
Naiko: "..."
Nekomata didn't expect the other party to give an answer, and looked deeply at the glass beads in the air: "I heard that there are twelve people under Nako, the bone girl, and everyone has special skills. The power in Fucheng can force you When you are desperate and come to me for help, it must not be some small organization, right?"
Hearing this, Naizi's anxious heart finally relaxed, and he nodded and said: "Senior Mingjian, that man is said to be a disciple of Maoshan. Before me, I have killed a Naizi."
Maoshan disciples...
The cat was slightly startled again.
Past memories seemed to have touched a switch and flowed out uncontrollably.
That man also said that he was a disciple of Maoshan.
But in the past four hundred years, she had gone to Maoshan no less than ten times, but no matter how she checked, she could not find any information about the other party.
"Liar!" Nekomata said bitterly.
Nako: "???"
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