Chapter Three Hundred and Seven: The Well of Remains
Shizuo Miyamoto sat in the car restlessly, driving alone to the Iwaryu Research Institute. The night view of Tokyo next to him looked a bit desolate for some reason. This genius with a high IQ, the head of the Miyamoto family was taking deep breaths.
To relieve the depression in your heart.
He is actually a very traditional island man with some machismo in his heart. He originally did not want a girl to become the head of the eight Sheqi families, but something happened that changed his mind.
The Yanliu Research Institute is not too far from Genji Heavy Industries. Miyamoto Shio parked his car in the underground parking lot below the research institute, opened the car door and walked towards the elevator. Every step seemed so precise and precise.
Miyamoto Shio had the habit of counting his steps, and he also measured the time he walked by using his pulse. After he walked thirty-four steps, he happened to get on the elevator that stopped on the first floor, and his pulse beat one hundred and thirty-six times.
Afterwards, we arrived at the top floor of the Rock Flow Research Institute.
This is a kingdom that belongs exclusively to this genius. Every tool is neatly arranged. The drawings pinned to the wall with thumbtacks have no wrinkles. Every mark on them is clear and rigorous, just like the most standard example.
But Miyamoto Shio did not stay in front of these attractive research equipment for even a second. He walked past two rows of experimental materials with his regular steps. In the corner of the entire laboratory, there was a small room used for explosion testing.
Thick bulletproof glass and security doors, with cold steel plates inside.
But now there is an old man living in the room. He is flipping through the information in his hands feverishly. He holds a rice ball in his skinny right hand, half of which he has bitten off.
The old man's body was bandaged, and his left hand was hung with a splint on his neck. A few strands of goatee hung sparsely on his chin, and his sunken eye sockets made the old man's face look even more terrifying.
Miyamoto Shio swiped the card to open the door, reluctantly walked in, looked at the old man kneeling on the ground, and coldly uttered the very unfamiliar words: "Father..."
"Hurry up and close it, don't let anyone know I'm here, you idiot!" The old man shrank aside in fear, avoiding Miyamoto Shio's sight, but he scolded him unceremoniously.
Shizuo Miyamoto closed the door behind his back and walked to his father. Suddenly, he put his hand on his waist and pressed a black pistol against his father's forehead:
"Why?"
"You rebellious son, do you want to kill your father?" The old man opened his mouth with incomplete teeth. He was smiling, as if he was mocking the short-sightedness of the son in front of him: "Kill me, and the family's last hope will be gone, you idiot.
"
"I have verified that those two brothers are definitely the heirs of the emperor's blood. Father, why don't you let Minamoto Chisheng inherit the title of head of the family?" Miyamoto Shixiong's calm face rarely revealed a bit of confusion: "That day at the shrine
What exactly happened?"
"Ha, what an idiot. Don't you understand? This is revenge. The Shadow Emperor has degenerated into the most terrifying ghost. He wants to take revenge on his family." The old man laughed, stuffed the rice ball into his mouth, and mumbled.
Qingdi said: "That was...how many...years ago."
"I was still a child of the Miyamoto family at that time. The most outstanding business of the family was to supply assault ingots to the military. My father, your grandfather was also a guest of those officers." There was a trace of nostalgia in the old man's eyes: "At that time
The patriarch is an out-and-out rebellious man who burned down a shrine for a woman. He is an unworthy man and an idiot."
In this unknown dark room, the old man told stories about what happened when he was a child, about the elder Ue Sugoshi.
How rebellious he was, how he disregarded family honor, how irritable and irritable he was, killing his seven wives in a hot spring, dyeing the clear spring water into a pool of blood from hell, setting fire to the shrine, and burning those precious classics.
"I know that he is the king general, that king general of the Fierce Ghost Society. He has come back for revenge." The old man roared at his son: "I recognized him at a glance, with his behavior and unruly behavior.
The knife is definitely his."
"The emperor turned into a ghost..." Miyamoto Shio scratched the handle of the gun with his nails uneasily: "How is such a thing possible?"
"He has a terrible hatred for his family. It's not surprising that he turned into a ghost. What's even more terrifying is the two boys..." The old man's voice deepened: "He is building momentum for his son, using Inuyama Ga's face to support the couple.
The twins are building momentum.”
Miyamoto Shio felt that his throat was being strangled, and his smart mind became more active than ever before. It only took a few seconds to get a terrifying message:
Those two brothers have connections with fierce ghosts, and are even trying to seize the power of the family.
It has to be said that Shio Miyamoto is worthy of being a super academic who can independently establish a research institute. After the old man's reminder, he had a rough idea of the incident. Only then did he understand why the old man asked him to prevent Chu Tong from taking over.
"Father, what happened at the shrine that day? Why did all the elders die?" Miyamoto Shio became respectful. He never thought that his father, who was obsessed with biology and medicine, would have such abilities.
The old man pondered for a moment before replying: "It's the evolution medicine. The elders' drinking water was spiked with the evolution medicine. That guy wants us all to turn into ghosts."
"The family found the legendary dragon vein in China back then. The Emperor of the Qing Dynasty presented us with the method of making the dragon vein. It is the legendary evolution medicine. Just one drop can transform the entire hybrid species."
The old man's tone was filled with envy: "The family has never thought of having such a precious thing. The production method of the roll is carefully preserved in the shrine."
"We have evolution medicine on hand," Shio Miyamoto raised his eyebrows: "Why haven't I heard of it?"
"Humph, of course you haven't heard of it. That production method has been burned by the previous generation of Shadow Emperors." The old man's remaining right hand kept opening and clenching: "But that person is the only one who knows the production method. Only he can
To create such a taboo drug."
Miyamoto Shio felt his heart almost beat out of his chest. He was now only one step away from the deepest secret of his family. He sat on the ground, listening to his father's teachings like a child.
"But the conditions for making evolution medicine are very harsh..." The old man pondered for a moment, and licked his fingers stained with rice grains: "Dragon veins, dragon veins, naturally require dragons, and the only place near Tokyo where dragons are possible should be
yes……"
"You mean Gao Tianyuan?" Shizuo Miyamoto trembled slightly: "Has he already released the blocked god?"
"I don't know, I don't know, but Gao Tianyuan is in the deep sea and cannot be reached by ordinary people. There is also a place called the Well of Hidden Remains. It was the place where the holy remains were once stored..."