Indenture......

After hearing these two words, Kami's face changed slightly, and the eyes that looked at Mamoru Sakurai also changed.

It is not impossible for the demon slayer and the mourning god to live in peace, but it is based on the premise that the two complete the slave contract.

Once the slave contract is completed, Fu Fu God basically loses his own will, and everything must be put first by the will of the master.

Even if he ordered him to kill himself, under the constraints of the contract, Fu Fushen had no room to resist.

Seeing that Shen Yin looked at him with extremely cold eyes, Sakurai Mamoru explained without hurrying.

"Don't worry, we don't plan to sign a slave contract with you, we just use the power of the contract to ensure that neither of us has the possibility of attacking each other."

"You also know that although Koharu is not hostile to you, this is on the premise of not knowing your identity, if I know your identity, I can't guarantee what other people's reactions will be, by the way, I can guarantee that the deacon just now will not tell your identity."

"As long as the contract is signed, these things can be avoided and the safety of both parties can be guaranteed."

Hearing what Mamoru Sakurai said, the hostility exuded from Kamigakure's body did not diminish because of this.

Judging from what Mamoru Sakurai said, the only people in the Sakurai clan now know his identity are him, the deacon, or the chief steward just now.

"I have no intention of signing a contract with you, nor do I intend to have anything to do with you demon slayers."

Mamoru Sakurai looked at Kamihi calmly, and after a moment his hand reached for a drawer to the side.

"Take your hands off that!"

"What do you want to do to the housekeeper?"

The voices of Shen Yin and Yan Xian sounded one after the other.

When the snow-white long sword was resting on Mamoru Sakurai's neck, the chief butler of Yan Xian didn't know when he had returned to the room, and at the moment when Shen Yin made a move, his hand knife was also next to Shen Yin's throat.

Shen Yin's pupils dilated, and he didn't notice this person's aura at all before Yan Xian made a move.

"Don't be so nervous, if I had the intention of doing something to you, I would have done it a long time ago." Mamoru Sakurai didn't mind the long sword around his neck at all, and after opening the drawer, he took out a pipe from it and smoked it himself.

"Yan Xian."

Mamoru Sakurai glanced at the chief housekeeper behind the stealth look.

Yan Xian frowned slightly, but finally removed his hand.

"Do you really think you can kill me?"

After taking a deep puff of his cigarette, Mamoru Sakurai asked calmly as he looked at Kamikure.

"Goo! …… Even so, there is no way you demon slayer will leave me behind. ”

The snow-white sword slashed at the empty space.

In the next moment, Shen Yin's figure became illusory and ethereal, and after a few seconds, the whole person completely disappeared.

Sakurai Mamoru looked at Yan Xian on the side, Yan Xian raised his fingers and whispered a mantra as before, but this time the figure of Shen Yin was not revealed in the room.

"Hidden"? Sure enough, there are some means. ”

"But if you leave like this, you won't be able to hear any information about the Sequoia Man."

"You know about him."

Kamihi appeared at the doorway, staring at Mamoru Sakurai with fierce eyes.

"Tell me where he is!"

……

The moon is dark and the wind is high, the dark clouds obscure the bright moon, and the evening breeze blows.

Shen Yin was sitting on the top of the temple tower at the moment, watching the dark clouds above his head blowing the evening breeze, and his snow-white hair fluttering in the evening breeze.

By the time he returned to the monastery, the old monk was gone, and the gates of the monastery were tightly sealed.

It seems that when Kamigaku was taken away by the people of the Sakurai family, the old man had already run away.

"Do you sign a contract of equality and mutual non-harm with Haruru Sakurai?"

Shinkure guards Sakurai Haru, and the Sakurai family provides him with clues to the "Sequoia Man", which is the quid pro quo offered by Mamoru Sakurai.

"Let a god of mourning protect the heir of the demon slayer family? Oh, there's weird enough. Shen Yin laughed self-deprecatingly, and even he thought it was too incredible.

Shen Yin's right hand spread forward, and a pocket-sized version of a snow-white sword appeared in his palm, floating in the air like a small fish.

"Pay the mourning god, absorb the aura of heaven and earth, accumulate resentment and hatred, and become a demon for a hundred years."

"Anyway, our existence is nothing more than a collection of hatred."

Even after more than 150 years, the scene when the "man in red shirt" killed "Zhi" with his hand is still vividly remembered by Shenyin.

"Sequoia Man, whoever you really are! I'm going to kill you with my own hands. ”

……

On the other side, after Kamikure left, Sakurai Mamoru was eating refreshments in the garden and enjoying the night.

"Big boss, does this really matter?" Yan on the side poured a cup of hot tea for him and asked in a low voice.

"Since ancient times, good and evil have not been separated, Fu Fushen and the demon exterminator have been opposing existences since hundreds of years ago, if this matter leaks out, I am afraid that it will be despised by the demon exterminators in other regions, and even the demon exterminators in this region may also be disobedient."

After taking a sip of refreshments and taking a sip of hot tea, Sakurai Mamoru looked at the chief housekeeper and said, "Yan Xian, you have more to say today than usual." ”

"Yan Xian, do you think I'm too old to make the right decision?"

"No, how dare I have such thoughts, if it weren't for the head of the family, the Sakurai family might have disappeared long ago."

Yan Xian bowed slightly and said respectfully.

"There must be a reason why the 'Gu Yan seniors' were able to introduce him."

"Shen Yin is not an ordinary mourning god, if it can be used by us, it can definitely become a sharp blade that cuts through thorns and thorns."

Regarding what Mamoru Sakurai said, Yan Xian remained silent and did not respond.

In his opinion, that kid exuded an ominous aura all over his body, and even if he signed a contract, he couldn't rest assured.

"Boss, then again, doesn't it matter if you tell him that one thing? Maybe after learning the identity of the "Sequoia Man", he will become hostile to the demon slayer because of this. ”

"Anyway, he'll find out sooner or later, so let's see what choice he will make now."

"I'm really looking forward to what the days to come."

Sakurai looked at the cloudy sky and said with a chuckle.

Yan Xian sighed lightly in his heart, didn't say anything more, and after pouring hot tea for the master again, he stood quietly aside.

In the previous conversation between Mamoru Sakurai and Kamigakure, Mamoru Sakurai once revealed a message to Kamigakure.

"Sequoia Man", his real name is Yuan Gongming, and his real identity is a demon slayer!

A warlock who should have survived four hundred years ago, long ago died.

In order to confirm that what Kamigaku saw was the same person as they said, Sakurai Mamoru specially took out a video that recorded the appearance of Yuan Gongming.

Except for the "Sequoia Man" in the hidden memory of the gods, there is no difference in the appearance of the two.

It is basically certain that even if the "man in red shirt" is not Yuan Gongming, the two have a very deep relationship.

This message was inconceivable to the gods.

After all, according to various records, the maximum life expectancy of human beings is only 130 years old, and this is an extremely rare exception.

Yuan Gongming, a warlock from more than 400 years ago, is still alive today, and his body is full of mystery.