Demon Hunter and His Hut

When Roger was in Europe before, he had been out of the supernatural forces. Although this maintained a lot of freedom, he also missed some opportunities to understand core information.

Most of the Western extraordinary people's promotion speed is extremely slow, and Roger is obviously different from ordinary people. This avoidance also prevents Roger from revealing his identity.

But here, the promotion speed of Onmyoji is extremely fast, and Roger can completely hide it, or take the opportunity to make some arrangements.

It is obviously not a wise move to hit hard at the moment. After thinking about it, Roger stopped talking, but retreated to the side of Higuchi Qianxia and carefully checked her injury.

"Please lead the way." Morita Dohiro said.

Jianjiao nodded, but then he set his eyes on Morita Dohaku, "Father has cleared some of the younger generation, the previous things will not happen again, please rest assured, after returning this time, I hope Mr. Morita can work with peace of mind. "

Morita Daohiro's brows twitched, and then he heard a bird chirping, and the next second a black shadow fell into his brow.

"Don't worry, it's just a little trick."

Jianjiao smiled.

"The people at Lanying Shrine have discovered something, and I did this just for your safety."

Jianjiao walked forward. The gravel at the door had already been cleared when he came in. When Roger and the others came outside, they heard the sound of axles turning in the dark.

Then a two-wheeled carriage appeared in front of everyone.

The carriage is not big, it seems that it can only accommodate three or two people, and the whole body is dyed with red paint.

There was no animal pulling the cart, and what was even more bizarre were the two wheels of the carriage, with orange flames wrapped around the wheels, and a twisted grimace in the center of the axle.

The grimace's mouth and eyes were penetrated by thick iron chains, and the suppressed scream came, it sounded that the person shuddered.

Roger recognized this kind of thing.

Turn in.

It is a third-order monster.

The body shape is similar to a wheel, and this kind of thing moves extremely fast. And the grimace on the wheel can shoot flames.

But this third-order monster can only be reduced to a means of transportation here.

"Please get in the car."

Jianjiao stretched out his hand, the curtains automatically separated, Morita Michihiro was the first to get in, followed by Yukiko and Aoki Kazuo.

Roger and Higurashi Chika were last in line.

Higurashi Qianxia was injured in the battle just now, so Yuanyuan could only lean halfway into Roger's arms.

Just as Roger was about to get on the station behind him, Jianjiao stopped him.

"Take it." He tossed something. .

A wooden box the size of a palm.

"Give her something to eat, it will help her injury."

Roger turned his head.

At this time, Yatagara Jianjiao seemed to feel less aggressive and more approachable to him.

"The sword you used to kill the crows and the tengu just now should be heavier. The weakness of that thing is his wings. You can try it next time."

Roger took the wooden box thrown by Jianjiao, "Thank you."

Saying that, he helped Higuchi Qianxia into the car.

The sound of the wheels was turning, and the screams of the wheels entering the road could be vaguely heard in the ears. Naturally, Jian Jiao did not keep up. What was even more surprising was that although the outside looked small, the inside of the carriage was extremely spacious.

In addition to the normal seats, there are even soft couches for people to lie on their sides.

"What is this?" Xuezi saw the wooden box in Roger's hand.

"That Jianjiao gave it to me, saying it can heal my wounds."

"Show me." Morita Dobhi suddenly said.

He carefully observed the ink cartridge, and after opening it, a strong smell of grass filled the entire carriage.

"It's a living pill."

Morita Dobhi nodded, "This is a good thing, let her eat it, it's beneficial and harmless."

Although he is a foundry, in the process of implementing the plan, Morita Dohiro also had contact with some professionals who are proficient in pharmacology, so he can naturally tell the difference.

"What should we do next?" Xuezi asked from the side.

"Are you looking for a chance to escape?"

As she spoke, she reached out to test the hardness of the surrounding structures.

"Don't try, silly boy."

"We don't have a chance."

"Being able to escape by suspended animation was a complete accident, and I will face strict guards when I go back."

"I have already been planted with an introduction. The only ones who can't escape are Roger and the others."

Morita Dohiro smiled bitterly.

"Don't worry about us, wait for it to stabilize and understand the environment, then find a way to leave."

"In order to protect you, I will declare to the outside world that you are Xuezi's husband and Qianxia is your sister, so they shouldn't make it difficult for you."

Morita Dohiro made arrangements, but at this moment, a voice came from the corner of the carriage, "Then... what about me?"

Roger turned his head to look at Kazuo Aoki. For some reason, he always felt that Kazuo Aoki looked a little inexplicably excited at this time.

what's the situation?

Opportunity This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

Kazuo Aoki thought silently.

"Roger was arranged to be Yukiko's husband, and Qianxia became his sister. According to this line of thinking, do I have a chance..."

Kazuo Aoki tried his best to calm his breathing, but when he thought of that possibility, he couldn't help trembling all over.

"I can be arranged to be Qianxia's husband logically."

He thought happily, and even started to imagine in his mind, the fake drama is really doing the pictures of getting along day and night.

"you?"

Morita Daohiro was stunned for a moment, and then he said, "You don't need to arrange it."

He looked indifferent, "Everyone is related to each other, and they are safer with each other, and there will be no more of you at that time."

"It really doesn't work, I'll just say you're the child of a friend of mine."

The expression on Kazuo Aoki's face froze. He opened his mouth and said bravely, "Maybe, maybe you can help me arrange to be Qianxia's... husband."

After saying the last two words, even Kazuo Aoki felt a little lack of confidence.

After he finished speaking, he glanced at everyone in a panic, but fortunately at this time, Rimu Qianxia was in a coma and didn't hear what he said.

"Don't think too much about it, it's just an identity assumption." He hurriedly explained.

"We don't think much about it." Xuezi looked blank.

"However." Then she changed her words, "This arrangement is unreasonable."

"Why?" Kazuo Aoki retorted excitedly. He had a hunch that this might be the highlight of his life.

Missed this time, maybe...

"Why?" Xuezi pouted.

"Is there anyone who believes in making up lies?"

"Look at yourself, and then look at Qianxia, ​​do you think others will believe that the two of you are husband and wife?"

"I... I'm also a third-order onmyoji, I'm not as bad as you say!" Aoki Kazuo argued.

Xuezi laughed and patted the wooden board sitting under her hips lightly.

"The two pulling the cart outside are also Tier 3."

"This is the eternal world, and there are third-order practitioners everywhere."

Kazuo Aoki looked frustrated, and after thinking about it, he could only retreat into the corner.

"Don't worry, you'll be safe."

Yukiko comforted.

"After all, no one cares about you too much."

Aoki Kazuo felt that he should say thank you, but no matter how he listened to it, he felt that instead of being comforted, his heart was even more blocked.

"That's it." Morita Dobhi finally concluded, and he saw Roger apologetically after saying, "I'm sorry, I didn't help you too much, but instead dragged you into the water."

"When I start casting, if there is a chance, I may be able to completely solve the problem with that weapon for you."

Morita Dohiro makes a guarantee.

He sighed, "To be honest, it was I who killed Xuezi. If I didn't want to feign death to get away, but stayed there forever, what happened next would not have happened."

"No, it's not your problem." Xuezi comforted, "Even if you stay here, they will find me sooner or later."

"Is there anything we need to know about the Yatagakashi family?" Roger asked.

"Among the four major sword houses, the Yata family has the shortest inheritance time, and can have such a large influence. It is completely the Yata sword master, that is, the father of Yata Jianjiao."

"Sword master, that is the end of many samurai's lifelong desires."

"The strength of that man is recognized by everyone, but unfortunately, no matter how powerful a person is, they can't escape the erosion of time and the devastation of time."

"It may be precisely for this reason that he began to advocate exploring ways to extend lifespan, or to be radical and go a step further, so that he can live forever in a special way."

"Jianjiao Yatagara is a recognized swordsman genius, but compared to his father, he is Haoyue and Xingchen. You must know that 100 years ago, there were only three strongest sword houses in the world."

"And it was the rise of Yatagara Jackdaws that increased to the fourth seat."

Morita Dohiro smiled, "I'm not afraid of your jokes. When I was young, I grew up listening to the story of Yatagara Jackdaw."

"Hey, that's a living legend."

With a long sigh, Morita Dohiro sighed, but he quickly returned to normal, and then continued: "I guess there must be a big change in the whole plan."

"In the beginning, although it was a trinity, the main focus was on the soul of the practitioners. In front of them, they urgently needed a casting master with extraordinary strength. Does this mean that the focus of the work has shifted?"

"Transfer to casting, and inheritance of guardian spirit?"

Morita Michihiro was thoughtful.

"As far as I know, in the process of the rise of the Yatako family, it has annexed many genres, large and small, and at the same time, it has also collected countless inheritance methods of genres."

"Many of them are only below the third rank, cutting off the important core part of inheriting the guardian spirit, but there are also some that can gather the guardian spirit step by step, and even cultivate to the fourth rank."

Hearing this, Roger's expression moved, "You mean that there are many genres of swordsmanship inheritance in the Yatako family?"

Morita Dobhi nodded, "Exactly how many, no one knows except the core members, but there are at least hundreds of rough guesses."

This was a real surprise.

Roger hid the expression on his face and thought silently in his heart.

If he can obtain the traditional swordsmanship collected by the Yatatag family, Roger believes that he will be able to quickly promote the fusion of the sword marks.

"Do you have access to these things?"

Roger asked tentatively.

"How is that possible?" Morita Daobo shook his head strangely. He looked at Roger, "Aren't you interested in these things?"

"Although it has always been rumored that the inheritance of the Yatako family is very strong, for each genre, the cohesion of the guardian spirits is the most important information."

"Besides, in these three links, Jianjiao's father has always been solely responsible for the issue of guardian spirits, and outsiders have no chance to intervene at all."

"I heard that he has a special team under his command that has been collecting the inheritance secret methods of powerful schools for his research and analysis. I don't know whether it is true or not."

Although Morita Dohiro said so, Roger could basically infer that his judgment was correct.

The guardian spirit, the practitioner's own soul, container.

All three are indispensable.

As Morita Dohiro said, it is very likely that one of these problems has been solved now, so the remaining two are the key.

Roger couldn't help but be moved.

Hundreds of years of inheritance, collected from various expeditions, even if there is no so-called secret team, the genre secrets in the hands of the Yatagara family must be a huge number!

Get it, be sure to find a way to get it!

Roger thought in his mind.

He has a hunch that if he can absorb the experience of these genres, his sword mark deduction will definitely be brought to a new level!

Sun Twilight Qianxia was still in a drowsiness, but the complexion on her face was obviously much better. The carriage quickly fell into silence, and no one was in the mood to talk. Only the voices coming from the bottom of the car and the screams of the wheel entering the road were heard.

After an unknown time, the voice of Jianjiao suddenly came from outside.

"Everyone, here we are."

Roger came out first, and when he looked up, he saw a pure white.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, and the dark night deeply wraps the moon, leaving only a faint mark around it.

The bright moonlight swayed down, Roger let out a breath, the cold wind was cold, and the moonlight sprinkled a layer of blue veil on the white snow.

Although it was cold, it seemed to have a fluttering feeling.

"A beautiful view." Roger exclaimed.

"I've been waiting for a long time, I hope you can say that again." The voice of Yatagara Jianjiao came from beside him, and he was obviously not so interested in the so-called scenery.

After getting out of the car, Morita Dohiro's face became even more ugly, and a voice sounded from Roger's ear, "This is the core of the Yatako family."

"Hanchuan."

He knew that the probability of escaping in such a place was almost zero.

"Let's go, the night is still long, and there are many things to arrange."

The location where everyone is at this time is the mountainside of a snow-capped mountain. From here, you can vaguely see a city in the distance, and up, there are steps paved with black stones.

The black steps are in stark contrast to the snow-white snow. If you look at it from a high altitude, it looks like a black dragon winding up the snow-capped mountains.

It was impossible to go up the mountain at this time, and Yataji Jianjiao took everyone to a courtyard on the mountainside. When approaching the courtyard, Roger noticed the murals on the walls of the courtyard.

As they approached, the people in the mural turned sideways one after another. There were monsters with heads as big as buckets, but extremely thin, and there were monsters with tiger-shaped skin but wrinkled skin and dripping water.

Even when the door was opened, a huge eyeball appeared on the door.

The bricks on the ground, the trees next to it, the walls in the yard, everything I saw was so abnormal.

It seems that this place is not the so-called Jianlu at all, but more like a special showroom.

"right here."

Yatagara Jianjiao stood in front of a door, he looked at Roger and Yukiko, "This is the room for the two of you, come in."

Roger was stunned for a moment. Their private communication was all through spiritual power. Could it be that they were overheard?

Before he could ask, he heard Yatagara Jianjiao continue: "I don't need to remind you, right?"

"There are countless pairs of eyes staring around the yard, if you like being watched while doing something, please do it yourself."

"Of course, it's normal for husband and wife to do anything."

He smiled oddly.

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