Chapter 1: Traps
Walking out of the boundary gate of Sifengyuan's house, Yan San reached out and patted his face, and after adjusting his mood a little, he walked in the direction of the backyard. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
"Let's go see my mother and Yushiro first, just in case I have to set up some defenses in the Sifeng House later. ”
Muttering to himself, Yan San thought about how strong the defensive means should be arranged as he walked.
However, before he could take a few steps, Yan San's pupils shrank sharply, and he stopped in an instant and looked around with a stunned face.
"Hmm?!What's going on??Where have all the people gone?"
Quiet, extremely eerie quiet.
Except for a little breeze brought by the flow of air, Yan San's ears didn't hear any other sounds, as if the whole world was dead.
And it's not just that there is no sound, but more importantly, Yan San didn't even feel the slightest spiritual pressure in the Sifeng Courtyard home.
In other words, there is no living life here.
So Yan San suddenly became anxious, and rushed into the backyard with force under his feet, and at the same time shouted loudly, while constantly moving from yard to yard looking for a figure.
"Father, Mother, Yushiro!"
But unfortunately, there was nothing wrong with his perception, and there was indeed not even a single person in the entire backyard.
"Hello. Spirit.. No, no, it's totally hypnotic!!"
Yan San, who was looking for no results, forced himself to calm down as soon as possible, and then expanded the scope of his perception to cover the entire Lingling Court, only to find that the situation outside was actually the same as that of the Sifeng Courtyard family, except for those familiar buildings and environments, all the people also disappeared without a trace.
But because of this, Yan San immediately discovered the clue.
Not only is there not the slightest spirit here, but even the souls in the original various things have disappeared.
However, all the objects in the world of death contain souls, so the result is obvious, this cannot be the Soul Court.
And what can make this error in your senses, in addition to the indigo-dyed [Mirror Flower Water Moon], is there anything else?
"It's really worthy of Yan San, did you find out in such a short time? ”
Sure enough, Yan San's consistently gentle voice came from behind him.
Sinking his face and turning around, Yan San stared at Aizen who was standing at the entrance and exit of the backyard, and said with coldness in his voice.
"What do you want to do? ”
While speaking, the aura wrapped in chill continued to spread around Yan San, making the atmosphere between the two more and more depressing.
At the same time, the almost substantial momentum collided with each other, causing the ground to crack inch by inch, taking on the shape of a spider web.
But despite this, Lan Ran still had the same smile on his face as always, and asked Yan San rhetorically.
"What do I want to do in this situation, Yan San, can't you still guess?"
Hearing this, Yan San restrained his spirit and looked at Lan Dye with his eyes lowered.
“... Don't want to hide it. ”
"Yes, it's not necessary anymore. ”
Aizen also retracted his momentum, and a fine light flashed on the lens.
“... I don't understand, I haven't even looked for you yet, you actually jumped out like this, if it weren't for the so-called deal between Kisuke Urahara and you, do you really think your plan can go smoothly. ”
As he spoke, Yan San grabbed the handle of the knife that slipped out of the cuff and gently pulled out the slashing knife.
The contact between the blade and the scabbard made a hissing friction sound, and when the sound stopped, Yan San had already raised the knife against Aizen.
At the same time, there is also the spiritual pressure and killing intent that burst into the sky.
"Since you want to die, let's just kill you!"
As for Yan San's undisguised killing intent, Lan Zhan didn't seem to be aware of it in the slightest, but instead became a little interested in what Yan San said.
"Deal, do you mean Bangyu? ”
The corners of his mouth were raised, and Lan Zhan's face was unfathomable, and he shook his head lightly.
"Heh, then let's just say that I and Kisuke Urahara have reached an agreement. But this is not the same thing as what I want to do to Yan San, because this plan has been decided decades ago. ”
His eyes narrowed slightly, and Aizen's face sank, and the gentleness on his face had completely disappeared.
"After all, Yan San, you have also hindered me a lot, so in order to reduce some of the next variables, I still have to deal with you first. ”
"Deal with me, you don't think you're my opponent right now, do you?"
Yan San's eyes were full of disdain, and he looked like no one in his eyes.
However, despite saying this, the vigilance in his heart has not decreased in the slightest, at least now he has not seen what is going on in this empty environment around him.
I don't know if Aizen saw Yan San's bluff, so he didn't see any nervousness on his face, and it returned to his original expression.
"I know this, I am indeed not your opponent Yan San now. But that's why you need to plan, don't you? ”
"So let me introduce this unmanned Lingting Court first, Yan San, you shouldn't have seen anything yet. ”
Pulling out the [Mirror Flower Water Moon] inserted in his waist and holding it up in front of his eyes, Lan Ran looked at Yan San with a hint of mockery in his eyes.
"This is one of my swastika powers, the Mirror Flower Water Mirage Dragon, the Genesis. ”
His pupils shrank involuntarily, and Yan San immediately concentrated his spirit to a hundred percent.
The swastika of [Mirror Flowers and Water Moon]!
Although the complete hypnosis of [Mirror Flower Water Moon] did not play much role in Yan San, he could not deny that the ability of [Mirror Flower Water Moon] was indeed very good.
And whether the already very good [Mirror Flower Water Moon] can still affect him after the swastika is solved, Yan San himself is not sure.
However, despite being very vigilant, Yan San still unceremoniously said mockingly.
"What a shame you are, [Genesis]?!Do you think you are a god!"
Unexpectedly, Lan Zhan didn't care about Yan San's ridicule at all, but looked at him with a puzzled expression.
"God, why do you measure my weight by that kind of thing? If I'm not mistaken, Yan San, you don't have that ethereal fear of God, so I think you should agree with my point of view. ”
After a slight pause, Aizen raised his head slightly, with a hint of contempt in his eyes, and then continued to speak.
"The so-called god is just an identity that the former strong have gradually formed under the pursuit of the weak, and it is the same thing as the captain of the thirteenth team of the court and the sage of the forty-sixth room in the center. If my strength as a captain surpasses that of the so-called gods, then the title of "god" will naturally be replaced by my identity as a "captain". ”
“......”
Hearing this, Yan San didn't open his mouth to refute, because he really thought so.
After saying that, Aizen also smiled as if he was self-deprecating.
"Sorry, that's a bit wrong. Next, let's explain it to you with practical actions. ”
Holding the slashing sword, with his arm hanging by his side, Lan Zhan lowered his head slightly and looked at Yan San, and reminded with malice in his tone.
"But... Be careful not to die. ”
(To be continued.) )