"Raise your head," Masaki's voice felt like metal rubbing in the silent hall.

Like a marionette, the white-robed man raised his head blankly.

Masaki carefully looked at the appearance of the man in front of him, and gradually matched the number with the person in his heart.

Three minutes later, a "poof" sounded, and the body of the white-robed man fell to the ground as if he was weak, and the whole person couldn't tell whether he was dead or alive, and the face standing behind the mask of the original place was very complicated, with a hint of shock, and it looked extremely angry!

Because, Masaki knew from the memory of the man in front of him that his identity was not an ordinary person, but the high priest here! In other words, he is the highest priest on the surface here, and if there is a prime minister or dignitary to visit, he will be responsible for presiding, and his status is equivalent to that of the presiding officer in the Huaguo temple.

And in addition to this, he has two other identities! One of them is a supporter of one of the right-wing militaristic forces in Japan, while the other is an old opponent of Masaki and one of the important members of Freemasonry in Asia! And what shocked Masaki even more was not only this, because he also found out from the memory of the sacrifice that the current prime minister of Japan was also a member of Freemasonry!

If these are not enough to make Masaki angry, then the memories he discovers next will make his whole body angry, because under the leadership of the prime minister, the Masonic branch under this temple is developing a very targeted virus! And the object that this virus is ready to deal with is not other countries, but China across the sea!

And judging from the various characteristics of this virus, it directly refers to a huge epidemic that occurred in China in the previous life of Zhengji, SARS! Maybe if it's called "**", more people will know.

The squeaky of Zhengji's teeth behind the mask, he who had experienced ** clearly remembered the seriousness of the epidemic! It can even be said to be the largest outbreak of infectious diseases since the founding of the People's Republic of China! The vigorous fight under the strength of the whole country, even so, has caused huge losses and deaths, a large-scale suspension of classes and work across the country, and countless medical personnel are fighting on the front line and unfortunately die of infection.

And Masaki is even more unforgettable about this incident, because his former college roommate died because of **! And the school is even more isolated and closed because of this, and the roommate of a dormitory in Zhengji has spent three months in such a year-like day! During those three months, I faced the cloud of death and the grief of my roommate's departure all the time.

No wonder, no wonder there is a **conspiracy theory circulating on the Internet in the previous life, Masaki suddenly thought of the gossip he accidentally saw in his previous life, the content of which directly pointed to ** is a biochemical attack spread by man, and it is no wonder that Japan, as a neighbor of China, did not have a single case during the ** period!

In the past, he still scoffed at this kind of assertion, but now it seems that he was wrong, sometimes the wild news is closest to the truth, this unprecedented epidemic is really made by Japan against China.

It is no wonder that in Japanese-funded enterprises located far from the coastal zone, the Japanese side will require employees to have regular physical examinations and blood drawings, which are drawn in factories, and blood is drawn several times a year for "physical examinations". It stands to reason that if you want to have a physical examination, you should go to the hospital, but what does the Japanese factory do with the blood of Chinese migrant workers in their own factories several times a year? Now it seems that everything is clear, because in the memory of the so-called high priest in front of him, the blood was drawn only to study the genetic samples of the Chinese population in order to make the virus targeted.

Those who are familiar with history know that the Japanese once carried out large-scale biological warfare in China, spreading a variety of pathogens throughout China, and have rich experience and tradition of biological occupation. As you know, epidemic hemorrhagic fever and type B infectious diseases did not exist in China in the past. It was during the Japanese invasion of China in the thirties of the last century that it began to be epidemic in the northeast of our country, and the remaining pathogens are still endangering the health of the Chinese people.

Zhengji's heart was filled with unprecedented anger, glaring at the dense tablets in front of him, he brought disaster to my country and my people before his death, and he was still so insidious and vicious after death! This revenge can only be baptized with blood!

Suddenly, the eyes under the mask of Masaki were cold, and the figure of the fire cloud robe suddenly activated, accompanied by the sound of "Duo Duo" two metal collisions, I saw that there were two more dark black darts in the place where he was standing, deeply embedded in the marble floor, and the tips were even glowing with blue light, no need to think about it, it was also poisonous, if he was half a second late just now, you can imagine what the result would be.

In the darkness, four masked ninjas dressed in black power suits, revealing only a pair of eyes, shot out from behind the main hall, each hiding in the shadows, like shadows, their eyes were alertly searching for the figure of the man who was fleeting just now.

Suddenly, one of them felt a chill behind him, the hairs on his neck exploded, and a feeling like an arrow on his back spontaneously appeared, and at this moment, a clean palm appeared between his neck, and it was the figure of Masaki who appeared behind him at some point.

"Bang!" At the last moment, a white smoke rose from under the ninja's feet, and the figure dissipated.

The white smoke dissipated, and the political discipline in the fire cloud robe stood behind the stone pillar, looking at the empty hand in surprise, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, I have to say, the devil's ninja has some skills, and he can dodge under his nimbalistic grasp, just now he even felt that he was holding the other party's neck, but he felt that he was holding a greasy snake, weak, so that the other party did not know how to escape.

Without giving Zhengji a chance to be surprised, two figures fell from the sky, and with the light "drink" of the force, two white and ordinary katana flashed and slashed towards Zhengji's head and face.

"Innocent!" A hint of mockery appeared on his face under the mask of Masaki.

Just as the katana was about to make contact with Masaki, the expressions on the faces of the two ninjas showed a look of satisfaction, but in the next second, an invisible force field burst out from around Masaki's body, accompanied by their shocked and incomprehensible gaze, the katana seemed to touch an invisible barrier, and suddenly rebounded, and then, it was their bodies, involuntarily as if they had been hit by a giant hammer, and flew back faster and faster.

The blood of the shattered internal organs streaked a graceful parabola through the air, and the two ninjas slammed into the stone pillar, their faces still with the expression of surprise to see a ghost, and their eyes were full of horror and death.

However, the crisis is not over!

The black wall behind Masaki suddenly squirmed, and almost instantly, a black figure that had merged with the wall in some way suddenly burst out of it, and the katana in his hand pointed directly at Masaki's vest.

"Smack!" After dealing with the two ninjas in front of him, Masaki barely paused, as if he had a premonition of the crisis behind him, and suddenly took a step back, sideways, elbowed, and dodged the katana with a slight difference, and in the ninja's surprised and disbelieving eyes, the tip of his elbow had already hit the other party's heart.

"Poof", a mouthful of blood exploded in the air, and the ninja slid softly down the wall and fell to the ground, only the breath out but not the breath in, and it looked like he couldn't live.

"The enemy is too powerful! Call for support! The last ninja, just halfway through his words, suddenly stopped, because Masaki's figure had appeared in front of him like a ghost at some point, and the cold black mask seemed to be facing him without a trace of emotion, making his cold sweat drip from behind the veil.

The man's methods in front of him are too subtle and even incomprehensible.

"You, who the hell are you!" His mouth trembled and he spoke Japanese, but the movement of the palm hidden behind him did not stop, and he quietly touched the dagger.

However, it was a pair of vermilion eyes that answered him, and then the world swirled and he didn't know anything.

"Iga ninja?" A minute later, Masaki silently recited the term.

"Ding, ding, knock, knock", at this moment, suddenly in the silent temple, there was a rhythmic crisp sound, one after another, giving people a strange feeling.

However, it was such a bland dingdong sound, but it made Masaki's brows furrow slightly, because this sound gave him an uncomfortable feeling.

Suddenly, the pitch-black hall seemed to become darker and darker, different from the darkness just now, this time it seemed to be the kind of panicked darkness that the light was engulfed little by little! A few seconds later, Masaki, who was standing in place, felt that the surroundings were completely indistinguishable, as if the whole person was in a dark universe.

Suddenly, a bright light lit up, as if chaos was beginning to open, and the heavens and the earth gradually became clear, and Masaki was surprised to find that he didn't know when, he was actually tied to the stone pillar, and not far in front of him sat cross-legged an old man in the costume of a Japanese onmyoji, a pair of eyes as sharp as an eagle's hook stared straight at Masaki, as if he wanted to see through his whole person!

Masaki tried to struggle for a while, but found that he didn't know what material he was tied to, and he couldn't break it at all.

"Don't be struggling! Tell me honestly, who you are and who sent you! Like a cheetah looking at a dying prey, the old man looked at Masaki in front of him with confidence, and his cruel voice sounded directly from the bottom of Masaji's heart, although it was Japanese, but he could hear it clearly.

"Who are you?" Zhengji, who couldn't get away, calmed down and looked at each other quietly.

"I'm Ampei Maoshuo, what are your intentions when you come to the shrine!" The old man stood up suddenly, and he didn't know what method he used, and his figure instantly came to the front of Masaki, and his voice seemed to be magical.

"The Ampere family? Are you an onmyoji? Zhengji was not chaotic at all, quietly looked at the other party's appearance, and said tentatively.