The heads of the family left the conference hall one after another. Masamune Tachibana also left Genji Heavy Industries after having a word with Minamoto Chisheng, followed by a dozen men in black, got into the car, and left in the distance.
Yuan Zhisheng looked at the white bird flying among the high-rise buildings. He watched it fly across the sky anxiously, and finally stopped on the rooftop of a building. He looked around. There was a bird behind it that was used to indicate the landing of the helicopter.
The red warning light flashed.
It was a seagull, flying from the port area, which is close to the seaside. Seabirds often stray into the city center and end up lost in the steel forest.
Seeing its anxious and uneasy look, Yuan Zhisheng suddenly felt that he was that seagull, flying confusedly among the tall buildings, not knowing where to fly and where to stop.
He had always wanted to go to Montalivi Beach in France and be an ordinary person there instead of the emperor of the underworld like he is now. This only made him dislike this city even more.
He recalled what Tachibana Masamune said to him before he left:
"Don't worry! I have no intention of keeping you here. After this incident is over, I will take over as the head of the family again, and you can do what you want to do. Zhisheng, you are the 'Emperor'.
With the blood of our ancestors flowing, I need you to awaken the fighting spirit of the Sheqiba family. We were once the greatest family in the world, but now we are like a snake nailed seven inches. We need a great war to cleanse us.
Everything, get rid of the secret party, and then kill the gods, I hope that in my lifetime, this family can rise again in the world!"
He remembered that Tachibana Masamune's eyes were very bright and powerful at that time, as if his whole body was on fire. Even though the golden pupils were not turned on, it was more difficult to look directly at them than if they were lit.
He did not doubt Tachibana Masamune's determination, but he instinctively felt that things were not that simple. After learning Ye Xuan's warning, he became sensitive, not only to Tachibana Masamune, but also to other matters in the family.
He could not care, but he didn't know what the consequences of not caring would be. It might lead to the demise of the Sheqiba family, or it might be the death of someone close to him, but neither was what he wanted to see.
So for the time being, he still expressed trust in Tachibana Masamune. This was just a fragile trust. He didn't know when this trust would break. Perhaps he would be completely disappointed only after seeing Tachibana Masamune's face clearly.
Before that, he still hoped that Tachibana Masamune would still be his father who would touch his head and smile.
Yuan Zhisheng sighed softly, and the white gull flew up again. Even if it was in an unknown place, it did not give up moving forward. Even if there was a fog ahead, it still flew hard, just to fight for that glimmer of hope.
He withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked into the elevator.
A "ding" sounded, the elevator stopped steadily, and the word "Shinto" lit up above the elevator.
The elevator door opened quietly, and a smell of burning spices hit the face. The eyes were dark, and there was only a faint passage in the darkness, with red cup wax lit on both sides.
This is a place similar to a Buddhist temple. There is a three- to four-meter-high torii gate on the passage. The torii gate is of ancient style. The vermilion paint has mottled and fallen off over time, revealing the dark red logs.
This torii gate was originally in an open-air environment and has experienced thousands of years of history. The interior designer dismantled it after it was built by Genji Heavy Industries, moved it here and reassembled it, just as it was before.
There was silence here, not a single human voice, only the muffled sound of Yuan Zhisheng's footsteps on the floor echoed in this huge space.
Walking step by step, I passed by the huge wooden sculptures standing in the darkness next to them. They were all standing statues of King Kong or evil spirits, with ropes made of white paper hanging on them. They were the "flag banners" in Japanese Shintoism, with seals.
It means that the priests used this to entangle the wooden sculptures to prevent them from running out and doing evil.
There are always some strange things enshrined in Japanese shrines, which are between ghosts and gods and are puzzling.
The cup of wax was not bright enough and could only illuminate the passage under my feet. I could only vaguely see the majestic faces of countless wood carvings hidden in the darkness. They all seemed to be looking down at the people walking through the passage, intimidating those who came.
There are various sacrificial artifacts around, and there is a shrine on the wooden shoulder, with an unknown ancient god inside, and a rope as thick as an arm wrapped around the outside, guarding the throne.
Yuan Zhisheng walked through the long passage and finally came to a huge screen wall illuminated by a long lamp. Compared with the traditional screen wall that is two or three meters wide and high, a screen wall that is more than four meters high and more than ten meters wide is definitely considered a
Huge.
On this screen wall, the two colors of rust red and indigo are boldly used, and finally the half-human and half-snake giants are painted hugging each other with their long tails entwined. The male giant is mighty and ferocious, while the female giant is dignified and gentle, surrounded by countless
Monsters in Japanese myths and legends. Countless arms sprout from behind the giants and hold various weapons to fight the monsters.
This is an astonishing and world-famous work. Anger, violence, death and coquettishness are melted together, finally creating this unparalleled and world-famous painting.
This is a mural handed down from the ancient times by the Sheqiba family. Although it is shocking, it is just the beginning.
Yuan Zhisheng raised his head and glanced at the mural before retracting his gaze. He had seen this painting as early as the first time he became a young master. It might be a bit shocking at first sight, but it no longer had that touching charm.
.
He bypassed the screen wall and came to the deepest part of this huge space, an equally huge hall, also illuminated by candlelight, surrounded by brilliant murals. They were not originally here, but were painted on the walls of an ancient temple.
Above, professionals from the Sheqiba Family used glue and chemicals to remove the entire murals from the decaying walls, and finally moved them here. This is a practice in cultural relics protection, called "whole removal."
Minamoto was not interested in these things, he just overheard them when Sakura brought Sakura and Crow Yasha here to spread knowledge to Crow and Yasha.
To him, these lifeless things are far less attractive than reality, but today is an exception. He wants to find the thundering emperor in Tachibana Masamune's words.
He clearly remembered that he had only seen a few records in the ancient book "Huang Jiwen", and not long ago Masamune Tachibana told him that there were also some related murals in this mural hall.
The huge mural stretched out into the depths in front of him, and the colorful mural unfolded in front of him like a long scroll of history.
Now, he is traveling up history, heading to an era that is not recorded in any history books, looking for the mythical emperor who only exists in vague records.
He skipped the sacrificial team and glanced at the huge skeletons with the sun and moon as eyes. In the distance was the era when the two kings of black and white ruled. They sat high on the throne of God. Endless majesty radiated from under the throne of God. Countless dragons were crawling.
Under the high pressure of power.
Finally, he stopped at a corner. In front of him was a small mural. Although the main pigments were still rust red and indigo, it was completely different from other murals. It carried an indescribable meaning that made you inadvertently
Sometimes you will lose your focus and get caught up in the things in the painting.
On the mural is a huge "man" wearing a wide black robe. His right hand is stretched forward, his slender index finger is stretched out, and a drop of scarlet blood falls from the fingertip. Below are three small kneeling figures.
, there are a sun, a crescent moon and a long knife above the head.
Yuan Zhisheng looked quietly at the upper right corner of the mural, where there were two words written in Chinese seal script.