Dragon Clan: Restart your life

The black Hummer drove along the mountain road and braked amidst the screeching sound of tires.

Crow jumped out of the car, holding a pistol with a silencer in one hand and a folder in the other. Wearing thin-rimmed glasses, he looked quite well-dressed.

"The routine work is really annoying. Can't you let me go to fight and kill like Yasha?" Crow walked quickly behind Yuan Zhisheng, complained first, and then opened the folder, "We caught seventeen, and... The three missing ones are the dragon horse, the dragon king and the king general."

The Enforcement Bureau set up roadblocks at the intersections leading out of the mountain, and the cars that escaped from the Paradise Hall were inspected. People with guns also patrolled the mountain roads. Unrelated people are free to leave, and the Executive Directorate is polite to them and has no embarrassment. However, if they are people on a certain list, they will be put in black hoods and stuffed into a container truck.

Everyone on that list is a "ghost."

They are hybrids with dangerous bloodlines, and the Sheqi family will never allow these people to escape their control.

"Will they flee to the mountains?" Sakura said, "Or there is an underground passage in that casino."

Yuan Zhisheng did not take the document from Crow's hand. He looked at the burning Paradise Pavilion down the mountain, "Did you hear it? Someone is singing."

Crow and Sakura were stunned for a moment and concentrated on listening. Sure enough, someone was singing softly amidst the mountain breeze and the sound of wood burning.

It sounded like an extremely charming female voice.

"Is that the woman named Sakurai Kogure?" Crow asked. He was a layman and couldn't understand this kind of elegant art. Moreover, although the other party sang to the tune of Kabuki, it was in Chinese, and he couldn't understand it even more. , his Chinese is limited to "Have you eaten?"

"It should be." Yuan Zhisheng stood up slowly, "A person singing this kind of song in a building that is about to collapse must be thinking about someone, right? You stay here, I will go take a look, maybe I can ask Something."

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Yuan Zhisheng wrapped his hands with a handkerchief and pushed open the hot copper door.

I saw flames everywhere, the gauze curtains were burning, the wooden ladies were burning, and the playing cards on the floor were burning and curling up. If the wood used to build the Paradise Pavilion had not been treated with chemicals and had good flame resistance, this would The building had long since burned down.

Yuan Zhisheng picked up a burning card, lit a cigarette, and walked into the fire scene.

There is an extreme lack of oxygen in the fire scene, and a normal person would faint within a few seconds if he did this, but it was still bearable for a mixed race like him with extremely excellent bloodline.

There were footsteps on the stairs, and the elegant girl walked down the steps slowly, her eyes shining brightly in the firelight.

Sakurai Kogure looked at Minamoto Chisheng below, smiled sweetly and bowed: "Welcome."

During the days when she was in charge of the Paradise Pavilion, she often greeted guests at the door, bowing and saying welcome to every regular guest. She would inevitably get tired of saying the same thing a thousand times, but she was in an especially good mood when she said these words now. .

Because she knew that this was the last time she said these words. She was already exhausted. It was time to put down her heavy burden and fly away with the people behind her, even if they were going to a deeper abyss of hell than here.

Yuan Zhisheng was silent for a few seconds.

Because the singing didn't stop with the girl's appearance.

He misjudged!

There is not only "Ryoma" in this burning hall, but also another person.

But only three people on the list were arrested...

Is it the "Dragon King" or the "King General"?

He couldn't help but tighten the handle of the knife in his hand.

"Are you Mr. Nagamoto, the master of this family? Please come with me, someone wants to see you." Sakurai Kogure saluted.

She was wearing quaint and expensive clothes, and her eyes were shining brightly. She looked particularly graceful and luxurious tonight, simply exuding a radiant face.

Without waiting for Yuan Zhisheng's reply, she turned around and walked up the stairs.

The singing upstairs suddenly changed, from clear and bright to resentful and desolate, Yuan Zhisheng was suddenly horrified. This kind of singing made people can't help but think of a lonely soul crying in a well...

He looked at the stairs in front of him, and a horrifying suspicion emerged in his heart.

He suddenly remembered something.

Pure Japanese Kabuki can only be performed by men. Men who play women in Kabuki are called nagata. Nagata spend their whole lives observing, studying and imitating women. They understand the beauty of women better than women, and they must perform women's performances. Sexy and seductive, it is an unparalleled illusory charm that is superior to real women, the most gorgeous coquettishness in the world.

No need to rely on beauty, just singing and gestures can confuse all living beings.

Therefore, this charming-sounding female voice is actually a man!

He stepped up the stairs in silence. This paradise hall was about to collapse, but the people behind the scenes invited him kindly. He had no reason to back down. He came here just to reveal the secrets of the fierce ghosts, and he did not hesitate to commit a crime. Danger.

He walked up to the second floor, and Sakurai Kogure stood behind a man, with lowered eyebrows and eyes, as gentle as the traditional Japanese Yamato Nadeshiko.

The man in front of her sat cross-legged and slowly closed the white paper fan in his hand. The spring peaches in his hair fell, and his long hair was spread out like a black waterfall.

In the firelight, he slowly raised his head, revealing a face that looked similar to his.

After many years, the man smiled again, showing the most familiar look in Yuan Zhisheng's eyes.

He said:

“It was such a great night and reunions are always a blast.”

"Brother, you came to see me again."

He raised his head and smiled, graceful and beautiful, just like the sword hidden in the sleeve of a noble girl.

But Minamoto Zhisheng, who was holding the spider cutter, was sharp and straight, like a long sword at the waist of a samurai.

His face was tense, and he stared at the man in front of him without blinking.

The man who should have died underground a long time ago.

In a daze, the body he threw into the ancient well in his memory stood up again. He walked and sang. His singing was like a mottled ancient painting, engraved with years of resentment and pain. Under the pale moonlight, he looked up, originally bright. The shining eyes are as dark as ink, flowing with bloody tears...

Damn it! He remembered! He remembered where the singing in his ears came from!

This ancient song comes from the famous Kabuki drama "Narukami". It is one of the most charming works in the famous drama handed down from generation to generation, and the reason why he can remember it...

It's because when he returned to the town for the last time, the young girl was singing this ancient song in the shrine!

That numbing feeling exploded from the depths of the soul and spread all over the body, and it seemed as if electric current spread along the limbs and bones to the top of the forehead!

Over the years, he has been having a recurring dream. He dreamed of a pair of lifeless eyes at the bottom of a deep well looking up at the sky on a miserable rainy night. He leaned down from the edge of the well to look at the corpse, and the corpse slowly stretched out its hands. Pulling him towards the well, he could not resist, and finally he lay down beside the body, and they slept in each other's arms.

And the corpse is Yuan Jingnu.

He killed his brother with his own hands, buried him with his own hands, and stayed in that nightmare moment for the rest of his life.

Just because my brother is a ghost, the devil has taken over his body.

This is the price he pays for justice.

From then on, he no longer cared about using violence against ghosts, because he had already paid the most expensive price in the world.

From then on, he began to want to escape from the city. The position of the patriarch or the overwhelming power were not important to him. He lived in the pain of killing his brother throughout his short life.

He naively believed that as long as he left this country and went to a world where no one knew him, he could bury all the past and start over.

So after that he was both a madman and a coward.

But fate... actually gave him a second chance.

Many years later, Yuan Zhennu came to him again, her face and eyes were vaguely the same as before, but his appearance was so sudden, giving him no time to prepare.

He didn't even have time to think about how he would meet his young girl when they meet again in the future.

With silence, with tears, or with the edge of a knife?

He raised the blade in his hand, as if he wanted to kill any ghost in the past.

But she couldn't help but use all her strength to hug him...

So he raised the knife.

But he didn't take a step.

His face was expressionless, and there was murderous intent, pain, and confusion in his eyes as the past caught up with him.

He recalled the scene from the last time in his mind. He hugged the young girl tightly, but the blade in his hand penetrated into the young girl's chest. He twisted the handle of the knife hollowly in his heart, shattering his heart with warmth. Blood splattered all over his chest...

They embrace each other like brothers and kill each other like enemies.

No……

The young girl did not resist, he just hugged himself, raised his head and said happily——

"Brother, you are back."

Yuan Zhisheng suddenly retreated and woke up suddenly.

He woke up from the nightmare and fell into a nightmare that he didn't know how long it had been.

In the nightmare, he returned to that rainy night, back to the small mountain town. The shrine named Shikatori stood in the dark night. A clear stream passed through the town. The whole town was sleeping in the continuous rain. The long grass rustled in the wind.

Everything is the same as before.

Yuan Zhisheng felt chill in his heart.

He had just exposed so many flaws, whether it was a child or the woman behind him, he could easily be killed.

"Brother, is justice really so important? Compared with the people closest to you, what is the world?"

The man sitting cross-legged slowly stood up. He had a blood-red wide-sleeved kimono draped over his shoulders, embroidered with large Higan flowers, as red as freshly shed blood.

Yuan Zhisheng didn't answer him.

The man has a smile on his eyebrows and soft eyes. He came here wearing light makeup today, with a thin layer of vermilion and azurite smeared on the corners of his eyebrows and eyes, showing an enchanting beauty between men and women.

After putting on makeup, he really looks like Yuan Zhisheng.

"Then try to kill me again, brother."

His voice was soft and gentle, just like the boy hugging his brother on a rainy night, but there were creepy words in his mouth.

Yuan Zhisheng took a deep breath and drew his sword out of its sheath.

He tried hard to clear away distracting thoughts and let his thoughts become clear again. He was suddenly glad in his heart that the appearance of the young girl was so sudden.

It caught him off guard and left him with no time to think about it.

Spider's blade slowly came out of its sheath, and the shimmering cyan blade was dyed red by the surrounding firelight.

No need to think too much, just... use the knife again.

Yuan Zhisheng thought silently in his heart. He even sang the song "Great Friend of Justice" in his heart. Just like on that rainy night, the singing supported him to the end and killed his brother.

Destiny always seems to be the same.

Footsteps sounded from behind.

The stairs were almost collapsed. The footsteps of the visitor were very light, but they still inevitably made a sound.

Sakurai Akira, carrying two kodachi, came to the door and stood behind Minamoto Chisei.

His gaze crossed the two men and landed on Sakurai Kogure.

The woman's beauty and gentleness amazed him. Due to the blood relationship, he silently thought in his heart that this was his half-sister.

They have never met, or maybe they have met in that caring school, but they don't know each other.

Yuan Zhisheng turned sideways, and the half-pulled spider did not return to its sheath, nor did he continue to unsheath it.

Yuan Zhennu narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the uninvited guest at the door.

Silence returned to the room.

Until Yuan Zhennu suddenly chuckled.

It's really interesting that there are now a pair of brothers and a pair of siblings in this room.

"Is it you?" Yuan Zhisheng said in a hoarse voice, "You are indeed one of the fierce ghosts."

Sakurai Akira stared at Sakurai Kogure quietly. He didn't speak, but his eyes reflecting the firelight seemed to have said everything.

"Did he ask you to come?" Yuan Zhinv asked with a smile.

Sakurai Akira's eyes moved slightly and fell on the young girl standing in front of his sister. He lowered his eyebrows slightly: "I just came to see my eldest sister."

Eldest sister?

Yuan Zhisheng was startled, and his eyes fell on Sakurai Kogure.

Are these two siblings actually?

"What happened after we met?"

"If necessary, take her away of course."

"That's not necessary now." Yuan Zhennu said with a smile.

Seeing the woman smiling gently at him, Sakurai Akira nodded silently, then turned and left without any hesitation.

The burning rafters fell one after another, and Sakurai Akira avoided the falling sparks with brisk steps.

"Wait!" Yuan Zhisheng said angrily, can these guys come and leave whenever they want?

Everything today is too weird and unexpected, and we must have a thorough understanding!

At this moment, the Zhulou shook violently and collapsed to one side.

The Paradise Pavilion was on the verge of collapse, with fiery tongues of fire spitting out from every window, until this moment it finally couldn't hold on anymore.

Yuan Zhisheng stood firm and suddenly turned around to look for the girl, but only saw his back holding the girl as she jumped out of the window.

"Brother, the devil may be hiding among us."

He came quietly and left without a trace.

A steady stream of burning red rafters fell down like a rain of fire, and the floor underfoot screamed before falling apart. Huge burning wooden boards crashed from the roof, blocking the windows.

He no longer hesitated, turned around and jumped out of the house quickly, jumping to the first floor.

At this time, the copper-colored door of the Paradise Pavilion was kicked open, the door shaft broke, and two figures broke in with their mouths and noses covered.

Crow and Sakura.

Sakura's uniform was all burned, and underneath the uniform was a black tights.

The crow was shouting "Boss, where are you, boss, boss" while busy slapping Sakura's burning long hair.

Yuan Zhisheng took off his windbreaker and covered Sakura's body. This special armor was completely close to the skin, and there was not much difference between wearing it and being naked.

He drew the knife out of its sheath again and cut off her armor, exposing the girl's red and swollen shoulders and back.

"Let's go back and apply some burn ointment."

He took the lead and suddenly became exhausted.

Sakura wrapped her windbreaker tightly around her and followed him step by step.

The Zhulou called the Paradise Pavilion collapsed behind them, and countless sparks shot up into the sky, like a burning bird rushing into the night sky.

I fell asleep while typing at night... I slept until about 4:00 at 9:30, then woke up and continued typing until now.