Dragon Clan: Thought So Far

Chapter 204 203. Dry bones in the well

The sky and earth are blue, and the rain is pouring.

Minamoto had already figured out what was going on with this sudden rain. Eriki's dragon blood boiled when she was angry. The elemental turbulence she caused caused a sharp alternation of hot and cold air in Tokyo Bay, and the rain that had dissipated The clouds gathered again.

I think the researchers at the Tokyo Meteorological Bureau must be very busy at this time. Tokyo, which was gradually being transported into late autumn by the cold current from the four northern islands, suddenly became restless at this moment. The hot air seemed to have hit the mountains reaching into the sky in the southernmost part of Shikoku Island, and returned to the city again. Then the moisture gathers into rain clouds. Temperatures are rising, which has led to drastic changes in climate conditions within Tokyo, with rainfall almost three times more than at the same time in previous years.

These changes are terrifying.

Japan is originally an extremely unstable island country with a loose geological structure and is always at risk of capsizing in ocean trenches. Tokyo is a city located on an active volcano.

Mount Fuji is one of the largest active volcanoes in the world. The Tokyo Meteorological Director monitors this sacred mountain in the hearts of Japanese people all the time. If there is any abnormality, he will immediately issue a warning to the Tokyo Metropolitan Government. At 11 o'clock yesterday night, the Tokyo Metropolitan Government had received the first warning in ten years.

The black Hummer stood still in the rain like a crawling beast. Yuan Zhisheng lit a soft seven-star and slowly exhaled green smoke. Sakura in the driver's seat immediately handed Yuan Zhisheng a glass of strong wine.

Mr. Masamune and the head of the Inuyama family have already left Japan and arrived in Chicago. Facing the harsh criticism of the secret party, it seems that the family has to pay a huge price to appease the anger of the big shots in the mixed-race world. The head of the Fuma family, Wakatou, still stayed in Osaka, commanding the ninjas of the Fuma family to annihilate and eradicate the fierce ghost strongholds in the mountains.

With the current situation of the family, as the young master of the Amaterasu and Jakiki eight families, it is certainly impossible for Minamoto Chisheng to stay in the White Feather Dog Shrine all the time. He needs to be in charge of Genji Heavy Industry. At the same time, there are too many things going on tonight, whether it is the suspected brother on the street. Silla's roar or the gunshots in the heart of Shinjuku are both important factors that can cause panic. The governor of Tokyo is urging the Snakekihachi family to give a reasonable explanation.

People in politics are very difficult to deal with. Minamoto has no talent in this area. He can only wait for Mr. Masamune to return from Chicago or the Fuma family to return to Tokyo from Osaka.

This is a dark coast, obviously far away from the harbor area that ordinary people can access. There are no commercial buildings around. Looking around, you can only see those monster-like signal towers and huge metal towers standing in the hazy rain. The skeleton reflects the cold skylight.

In addition, there are only endless rocky beaches and black undulating sea. One by one, gray and white cement pillars extend towards the depths of the sea. It is an unfinished trestle used for unloading cargo.

A long time ago, this place was planned to be a new international shipping port. However, due to various reasons, the plan was shelved. The family rented this place and built an artificial offshore platform called Xumizuo here.

Usually, only the family's industries are loaded and unloaded here, and the customs will specifically release the Sheqiba family's prohibited goods, such as addictive drugs and weapons purchased from the United States and Europe.

Yuan Zhisheng's right hand was stroking the wallet, and the photo in the mezzanine had begun to curl up and turn yellow.

Looking around, this dilapidated dock is surrounded by rusty containers. The air is filled with a slight smell of engine oil and rust. Several large apricot-red cranes stand quietly under the rain, like dead giants. of skeletons.

As an important asset of the family, Xumiza has been docked in Tokyo Bay for a long time. Xumizuo played an important role in the Jiyuan Plan originally formulated by the academy. Not only did it need to provide logistical support to the Chu Zihang team performing the dive mission, it also needed to ensure that if the Jiyuan operation failed, the ancient dragon embryos would hatch in advance and escape. God will not wander to Tokyo.

After many years of keeping a low profile, the Fierce Ghosts already have the power to compete head-on with the eight Sheqi families in local wars. Since they can dispatch a group of dead servants to attack the headquarters commissioners, they can also use their elites to launch a fierce attack on Genji Heavy Industries and destroy the rock. Liu Institute, then it is difficult to guarantee that the evil spirits will not attack Xumizuo.

Even though the elite members of the family and the executive bureau gathered in Xumizuo, Yuan Zhisheng was not completely reassured, so he asked Sakura to drive to the port held by this family. The speedboat is docked at the pier, and it only takes 20 minutes to get to the sea area where Xumizuo is located. Once the fierce ghosts really launch an attack from the sea, Yuan Zhisheng will rush to support immediately.

The torrential rain was as fast as a curtain of water, but after all, it was just the gathering of rain clouds caused by the elemental turbulence caused by Eriyi's anger. With such a huge amount of rain falling, the black clouds that originally stretched across the sky like mountains have now become... Got to be thin. The hazy skylight shines through the gaps between clouds, reflecting the raindrops like silver cow hair.

Yuan Zhisheng hid in the shadows, and Sakura could only see the flickering light of the cigarette in the rearview mirror.

Sakura had always known that this man was a taciturn person, but today Minamoto was in a particularly troubled mood. He was thinking about many things, probably all related to the child named Minamoto.

At this time, Yuan Zhisheng seemed to have suddenly made up his mind. He took a long drag on the cigarette, and the light suddenly became brighter. Then the car window was opened a crack, and the man's well-jointed fingers flicked softly. Qixing's cigarette butt then spun and fell into the rain curtain, was beaten hard by the water droplets falling from the sky, and fell into the muddy water.

He picked up the liquor that Sakura had just handed him and drank it in one gulp. The cell phone that was lying upside down on his knee had already silently dialed the number of an old man who was currently traveling to Chicago to endure humiliation on behalf of his family.

At this moment, Masamune Tachibana, who was 14 time differences away in Chicago, had already arrived at the hotel arranged for them by the college. When he was still in Japan, Tachibana Masamune traveled back and forth between Tokyo and Osaka. After the Tokyo Street Deadpool incident, he took a private plane to Chicago non-stop. The fatigue of traveling and traveling all the way made this old man who was over fifty years old exhausted. His eyes were bloodshot, and his complexion looked sickly pale.

The envoy from the college was on his way to this hotel. Tachibana Masamune and Inuyama Ga had just bathed and changed clothes and were preparing to take a short rest.

Yuan Zhisheng called at this moment.

Tachibana Masamune's expression changed. He turned around and went to the balcony to stop and look at the sparkling Chicago River in the distance and the cruise ship carrying many girls in white skirts. The girls' singing was long and clear, accompanied by the wind coming from the south bank. .

No one spoke after the phone was picked up. Masamune Tachibana could only hear the man's deep breathing. He took a long breath and the wrinkles on his face relaxed.

"Remember that Shikatori Shrine, dad?" Yuan Zhisheng's voice was hoarse and deep, as if suppressing great fatigue and sadness.

Masamune Tachibana rummaged all over his body and found the cigarette case from the layer of his coat. He lit it and held it in his mouth. When the green smoke rose, his long gray eyebrows frowned slightly.

From this point of view, the old man's smoking posture is exactly the same as Yuan Zhisheng's.

"Well, I still have an impression. I went there once the year before last. I originally planned to persuade local entrepreneurs to invest there. But unfortunately, an earthquake many years ago destroyed all the old houses in that town. All the residents have moved to the resettlement housing complex built by the Kobe government." Masamune Tachibana leaned on the railing, looking lonely, "Shikatori Shrine is also abandoned. After Miyaji passed away the second year after you left, there is no one there anymore. Managed.”

Speaking of Shikatori Shrine, both Minamoto Chiaki and Tachibana Masamune were filled with emotion.

"For an old man like me, if you throw away something worth remembering, you will lose something. When all is lost, I will die." Tachibana Masamune sighed leisurely.

"Dad, what nonsense are you talking about? The family still needs you. It is really irresponsible to talk about life and death at this time." Yuan Zhisheng scolded in a low voice, "ばか."

Tachibana Masamune was stunned for a moment, then chuckled: "I am indeed stupid and naive, but actually you are the most suitable person to become a parent."

Yuan Zhisheng fell silent. In fact, all the family heads know this. As long as he grows up, the position of the head of Tachibana Masamune will not be guaranteed, because according to the tradition of the Snake Qihachi family, the person who holds the position of head of the family must be the true emperor. Minamoto is the Amaterasu of this generation, and the throne on top of the mountains in the Shadow Empire was originally prepared for him.

"When you come back, let's go to the town of Kobe together." Gen Zhisheng said slowly. He didn't want to talk too much with Tachibana Masamune about the position of the head of the family.

"You are a nostalgic person, naive." Tachibana Masamune said.

"Because a lot of my things are buried there." Yuan Zhisheng took a deep breath,

"In my memory, the people in this town made a living by selling souvenirs to tourists who came to visit Shikatori Shrine, so all the boys in the mountains went to the shrine to study. At that time, the palace minister was very optimistic about the young girl and said that he could die after his own death. Then I became the next palace minister, which was a very good job.”

Dense raindrops slapped on the roof of the Hummer like countless palms. The sound inside the car was turbulent and manic, but it also made people feel peaceful inexplicably. Yuan Zhisheng leaned on the seat and closed his eyes, and the past flowed out from his suppressed soul with his words.

Masamune Tachibana was also a little sad. He said: "Jinnu is a good child, but fate is like this. There is nothing we can do about it. If you exchange status with him, maybe he will make the same choice."

"Dad, do you remember that at that time I also supported the young girl to become a palace minister? He is actually really smart and can learn everything very quickly. He learned the dance and etiquette in the shrine best." Yuan Zhisheng said softly. explain.

"Of course I will remember it. How could I not remember it? I still remember that you, Zhisheng, liked to drink Coke the most at that time. When I went to see you from the city, I would bring you that sweet water and we would go hiking together. , when I got tired from climbing, I took out the Coke from my bag and gave it to you, but you never drank it, and always took the Coke back to the little girl." Masamune Tachibana was quite sad when he said these words. He is old. After that, I always liked to feel sentimental. He was the man who vowed to forge a famous sword to kill demons, but he could not escape the passage of time.

Yuan Zhisheng and Yuan Zongnu are the last heirs of the Yuan family. Their bodies are filled with the blood of the emperor. They should have become the best swordsmen.

Yuan Zhisheng chuckled, his laughter was distant and deep, as if it was transmitted from hell to the world. The huge sadness was as turbulent as the sea water hidden under the ice, and the violent waves roared out from the man's heart.

"The childish thing is not your fault. People of our generation are born to sacrifice many things for the sake of justice. Evil ghosts cannot live in this world. We have no choice." Tachibana Masamune said with relief, as he thought Yuan Zhisheng probably had some changes in his mentality after experiencing the attack on Genji Heavy Industries by the fierce ghosts. This is normal, as young people's minds are inherently unstable.

What's more, Yuan Zhisheng is the young man with the best blood among the eight Sheqi families. God's blood flows in his body. The so-called god is just a synonym for dragon, and dragon is usually synonymous with violence and mania.

"I know, dad, you don't need to comfort me, what I want to say is..."

Yuan Zhisheng hesitated at this moment, but still said quietly, "He's back, Zhimu, he's back from hell."

"You...?" Masamune Tachibana's Adam's apple rolled, as if cold ice was piercing every pore of his body from all directions. The old man was wrapped in such intense fear at this moment.

He shuddered slowly and hard.

"How is that possible?!" Tachibana Masamune's pupils shrank to the shape of needles, and his voice was sharp and accompanied by trembling. It was obvious that these words from Yuan Zhisheng had a big impact on the white-haired old man.

"The young girl holds the position of 'Dragon King' among the fierce ghosts, and her status is equivalent to my position in the family." Yuan Zisheng's tone was calm, and his expression did not change much, but a huge wave of waves was in his heart. The sea is rolling.

After listening to Sakura's description and seeing the bloody hunting clothes at the Yamanaka Shrine, Genji was still not sure that the young man who led the attack on Genji Heavy Industries' Rock Flow Research Institute was his brother who had been dead for many years.

Yuan Zhisheng is the best hybrid, and his memory will never be biased. Yuan Zhisheng should be dead. Her heart was cut by a spider and her organs were smashed. With the piece stained with his own blood and the girls The blood turned scarlet and the hunting clothes were sunk together in the old abandoned well. The manhole cover was made of heavy pig iron and had an iron lock strong enough to tie an elephant.

The thing that can come back from death will never be a human being. He is a ghost, a very evil ghost and a very powerful ghost. Even the seals left by the priests in the family shrine cannot trap him.

He came for revenge.

"What do you want to do?" After the initial fear and confusion, Tachibana Masamune quickly calmed down. He is the person who can save the Snake Qihachi family from the brink of collapse and bring it back to its peak. Such a person will eventually become a great figure in any era.

He is so tenacious and his heart is so strong that he will not be defeated by fear, so he soon realized that Yuan Zhisheng probably didn't want to scare him when he called him at this time.

Amaterasu has made his own decision.

"The evil ghost I killed will fight with me again. It doesn't matter. It's just a war." Yuan Zhisheng took the bottle filled with strong liquor from Sakura's side to his side, took a swig and stroked it slowly. Spider-cut hilt,

"It's time to put the war with the fierce ghosts on the agenda. The goal of the young girl is obviously to prevent us from killing the gods. They don't need to defeat the family, they just need to hold the family back so that we can't help the commissioners of the department to implement the Jiyuan Plan . Time is not on our side, God will always recover, and the whole of Japan will tremble when she returns."

Tachibana Masamune didn't speak for a long time, and the only sound left was the distant sound of wind and rain on the other side of the phone.