The dark sky pressed down on the earth gloomily, the cold and biting rain kept falling, and the black windbreaker was blown loudly. The disturbed crows flew around.
The figure holding the black umbrella was so thick and silent, like a weathered stone.
After a long, long time, a voice with no distinguishable characteristics came from under the black umbrella: "This...maybe it is fate."
"Destiny?" Finally, the same voice sounded from under the black umbrella again, but this time the tone was slightly different.
Yuan Zhisheng held a black umbrella and silently watched the heavy rain.
"This fucking fate."
Finally, Mask couldn't stand the dull atmosphere anymore and cursed.
Although it didn't know much about its little brother's past, it could feel the suffocating tragedy from just a few words.
"After the death of the young girl, no one will become the palace priest of the shrine..." Yuan Zhisheng said softly, "I also think that the young girl is very suitable to be the palace priest. He learns everything quickly. The dances and etiquette in the shrine,
He remembered everything after reading it once. But he died."
He said "But he is dead" twice in a row without even realizing it.
Among the eight Sheqi families, no one knew that Minamoto had a younger brother, except Tachibana Masamune.
Sometimes Yuan Zhisheng would tell Yasha Crow and the others about when he went to school in the mountains when he was a child. In addition to deliberately not mentioning the name of the town, he would also naturally omit one person. In his stories, he had been
A man came to Tokyo from the mountains and eventually became the most powerful person in the Japanese underworld.
The younger brother named Minamoto Naomi was erased from his past, leaving only this photo hidden deep in his wallet. Only this photo can prove that boy existed...
Until he met the grown-up boy again.
Not long ago, the grown-up boy reappeared in his eyes like a drama, making him believe that there was indeed a miracle of resurrection from the dead in the world.
"The young girl is dead." Yuan Zhisheng repeated again, his tone even lower than before, and his whole person seemed to be out of sorts, "And now, he crawled out of hell to find me again."
He clearly remembered that he killed his brother, threw his body into a wastewater well, covered it with a cast iron manhole cover, and fastened a heavy iron lock.
But that night, through such heavy rain, he saw his brother who had come back from the dead again.
Now he is a senior cadre among the fierce ghosts and the dragon king of the fierce ghosts, standing on the opposite side of Yuan Zhisheng.
After a long silence, the mask spoke, interrupting Yuan Zhisheng's thoughts and pulling him out of his past memories.
"……Are you OK?"
"It's okay." Yuan Zhisheng suddenly showed a smile, but that smile was extremely complicated, "I am not Yuan Zhisheng now, am I? I just want to go and see his grave again."
When Yuan Zhisheng left, he found a shovel and took it with him along with Spiderchere.
"Indeed... you really should confirm it." The mask said softly, then hesitated slightly and added, "Actually, in the knowledge given to me by my Lord, resurrection from the dead is not a rare thing.
. Our Lord’s Angel of Death seems to often experience this kind of thing. And Mr. World seems to have received the gift of our Lord and came back to life once. Because being resurrected from the dead is a miracle.”
"A miracle?"
"It sounds like it has something to do with the miraculous magician," Yuan Zhisheng said with a bit of complexity in his tone, "So will this kind of miracle have any sequelae?"
"There will definitely be no side effects from my master's action!"
Mask said angrily, "But I'm not sure about Kazama Ruri. I don't know if he came back from the dead. Anyway, it wasn't our Lord who took action..."
Yuan Zhisheng nodded slightly, not sure whether he heard it or not.
He just continued walking forward, walking one hundred and twenty steps west along the school gate, then walking thirty-five steps south, and made a cross with a shovel in the open space.
Holding the umbrella with one hand, it was a bit in the way. Yuan Zhisheng simply threw the umbrella aside, adjusted the angle of the lighting, and in the pale white aperture, Yuan Zhisheng dug up the soaked soil and dug down.
After digging about half a meter deep, the shovel hit something hard.
Yuan Zhisheng did not hesitate to wear expensive handmade leather shoes on his feet. He stepped into the mud pit and cleaned up the surrounding soil, revealing a round cast iron piece. It was a manhole cover. The iron chain crossed the manhole cover to lock it.
The old-fashioned padlock had rusted into a piece of scrap metal. Yuan Zhisheng turned the lock over, and the light illuminated the pattern on the surface of the lock.
"How is it?" Mask asked curiously.
It's obviously just a mask, but it has the attributes of chatterbox and curiosity.
"It's exactly the same as when I sealed this well many years ago." Yuan Zhisheng pulled out the spider cutter from his waist. "It looks like it has never been opened."
He cut the lock with a knife, pulled the chain out of the hole, and opened the heavy manhole cover.
The well was pitch black, and the rotten and moist smell filled the air, making people choke and unable to breathe. Yuan Zhisheng tied a light to the belt of his windbreaker and hoisted it into the well, illuminating the water at the bottom of the well.
The wastewater well is only four or five meters deep. Rainwater seeps through the soil and accumulates at the bottom of the well. The water is dark in color. I don’t know how many years this stagnant water has settled. There is something vaguely blood-red floating on the surface of the water, like a human figure.
What could be so vivid and bright red after so many years of death? It was like freshly shed blood.
"Emma, what is that?" Mask muttered, "This looks scary."
Yuan Zhisheng took out the lighter with an expressionless face, lit it and let it fall freely.
When the flames were about to touch the water, Yuan Zhisheng finally saw the blood-red thing clearly. It was a blood-red hunting coat, propped up at the bottom of the well with a wooden stick, as if he were standing alone in the black water.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! When the lighter fell into the water, the flames not only did not go out, but suddenly jumped up. The entire wastewater well was burning, and the hunting clothes seemed to be dancing in the fire.
reduced to ashes.
This scene was like a cruel execution at the stake. A young man in hunting clothes was burned alive in the well.
The bright red flame illuminated the terrifying demon mask, making it look even more ferocious and terrifying.
It was as if the devil was grinning ferociously, watching the boy being burned alive.
The terrifying demon stood by the well, and the dust from his hunting clothes rose out of the well with the high-temperature airflow.
"The water here was changed into fuel before?" The mask could see all this through Yuan Zhisheng's sight, and it analyzed in a low voice, "It seems that your brother has been here before, and he went out of his way to
There is a hunting coat here. He knew you would come here."
"Yes, that is the hunting clothes we wore together at the shrine. There is the mark of Shikatori Shrine on the back, but it is dyed red." Gen Zhisheng whispered, "He was telling me something. I destroyed it back then.
I killed him, and now he’s back for revenge.”
"At the beginning, I thought there was no problem in doing so. There is a Chinese idiom called killing relatives for the sake of justice. For the sake of one's own morality, one can kill one's relatives. I also chose to do this at the beginning..."
Yuan Zhi committed suicide and said: "He couldn't control himself anymore. He wandered around this town killing people, and he was no different from a bloodthirsty dragon. At that time, many tragedies broke out in the town, and he was the murderer. I have always thought
I want to be a partner of justice, so I chose to end him with my own hands. Dad told me that this is the price I should pay for justice."
What turned this small mountain town into a ghost town in a few years was not only the decline of Shikatori Shrine and the earthquake, but also the "Shikatori Serial Murder Case" that shocked the whole of Japan. In just three months, the town was transformed into a ghost town.
Thirteen girls disappeared mysteriously.
The information was quickly gathered to the Japanese branch executive bureau, which quickly determined that Deadpool was hunting the young girl.
At that time, Yuan Zhisheng had just joined the Executive Directorate and was the youngest temporary executive officer. After the summer, he would be sent to Kassel College for further studies. He knew this town best, so he was sent to the mountains to complete his first mission.
, Tachibana Masamune handed the spider cut into his hands as the head of the family.
He knew every one of the deceased, because there was only one elementary school and one middle school in the town, and everyone was his classmate. Yuan Zhisheng had a brief crush on several of them, and a few of them also liked Yuan Zhisheng.
Will stand by the basketball court and watch him play basketball. This is like a war tailor-made for "just friends". Yuan Zhisheng has enough reasons to angrily and hatefully terminate the Deadpool. It even violated
Origin of childish life.
at last……
Yuan Zhisheng also found the murderer.
The moment the murderer saw Yuan Zhisheng clearly, he laughed, surprised, and showed Yuan Zhisheng's most familiar look. He walked towards Yuan Zhisheng, then started to trot, he opened his arms, and he said...
"...until the last moment he didn't believe that I would kill him. This evil ghost never regarded me as the target he wanted to hunt. He was covered in blood and his face was covered in blood. He walked towards me from the darkness and said
Brother, you are back, just like you are welcoming me home." Yuan's naive face twitched slightly, it was the huge sadness that aroused a storm in his heart, "an evil ghost welcoming you home."
"Is there a possibility..." Mask said thoughtfully, "I just guessed that your father only wanted you to take you away, and then left your younger brother who also has dragon blood here.
In a small town?”
"...Yes." Yuan Zhisheng finally squeezed out two words from his throat hoarsely.
"That was really an excellent drama." The mask suddenly said in a bad tone, "Don't you think that all of this is like a stage that has been carefully arranged? In order to promote your way of justice,
Let you truly become a partner of justice and create a devil-like brother for you. Then you kill your own brother and become a hero."
"This is such a wonderful script...I suddenly understood why another great being chose to cooperate with that person."
Yuan Zhisheng's pupils suddenly shrank, and he took off the mask from his face with one hand, staring at the empty eye sockets on the mask.
"What do you mean by these words?"
"Obviously." The mask's words became extremely harsh at this time, "Don't you think this is all too coincidental? Why did your brother go crazy just when you left the hometown where you grew up? And so
The people you choose are all people you know."
Yuan Zhi held the mask in his hand tightly, his knuckles turning white.
At that time, there were only two children with dragon blood flowing in the small town. Tachibana Masamune only announced the existence of Minamoto no child, and Minamoto no child returned to the mountains after a trip to Tokyo. What Tachibana Masamune said was to protect the last
The remaining Yuan family bloodline is protected from being harmed by other families.
"The descendants of the last emperor, with such a high concentration of dragon blood, were simply placed in a small town?" Every word of the mask seemed to be mocking, "This is true.
It's too simple. Even the ordinary student named Lu Mingfei from Cassel College, who has never shown any extraordinary abilities since childhood, is still closely monitored by Cassel College and Ange.
"
"And the young daughter of Yuan who also has a high concentration of blood, even exceeding the critical blood line, the noble last blood of Yuan, is just thrown into the mountains like this, and no one cares about it... Do you think this is possible? If there was no such thing before
Isn't it possible when you were discovered? But since I discovered your bloodline, you should be accompanied by an entourage every time you travel, even when you were a child."
"However, they are letting your brother live alone in this small town, letting your brother go crazy without any supervision... Don't you think this is too funny?"
Yuan Zhi gritted his teeth and said nothing.
But cold sweat continued to break out from his temples, and combined with the pouring rain, it kept sliding down his cheeks.
Every word the mask said was like a sharp knife piercing into his heart, piercing the last trace of warmth. He patiently opened every wound and let him see it with his own eyes.
The bloody truth behind the matter.
"Oh, my dear little brother, you should know very well who can do this." The mask analyzed calmly, "The only one who knows the existence of you and Yuan Jingnu. Even if he is
You really didn't do anything and just let your brother stay alone in this small town, which already shows that he definitely has some ulterior motives hidden behind him."
"I know……"
At this moment, he asked in an unusually calm tone.
"Do you think there might be something to do with the Fierce Ghosts behind this? After the death of the young girl, she was taken in by the king... and Tachibana Masamune doesn't seem to have completely driven out the Fierce Ghosts."
"Huh?" Mask thought thoughtfully, "It's not impossible. Do you suspect that General Wang has some connection with Tachibana Masamune?"
"Yes."
Yuan Zhi's eyes became extremely scary at this time, resembling a hungry wolf that chooses people to eat.