Hanjo is a city rebuilt from the ruins, and due to its geography, it is sandwiched between Lake Kitayama and the southern bay, forming a barbell-like urban layout.

Lake Kitasan is the northernmost point of Hanjo, but the southern shore of Lake Kitayama is definitely not. Around the central and southern area of Beishan Lake, there are still a considerable number of residential facilities, and a considerable number of them are high-end residential areas.

Don't wonder why anyone would build a mansion here under the threat of the proximity of the aberrations, basically, a considerable number of the big people in Hanjo have configured this place as a "hunting villa". Especially in the past few years since the birth of the Deep Blue Walker, the world government has basically turned from defense to offense in the wilderness, and as the threat continues to decrease, the high-level social model of "hunting around the lake" has become a trend.

However, at present, this season is the gap between spring hunting and summer hunting, and the "hunting villa" community by the lake seems empty, with few pedestrians and relatively deserted. When the two pass by, it is still more difficult to ignore each other.

"Good evening, Mrs. Kitayama."

"Good evening."

"It's cool tonight."

"Yes."

The two staggered, and in the cool night breeze, only the stiff smiling face of the housewife was left.

With this small detail as the starting point, it quickly formed the main topic of the high-end villa area tonight. At the women's boring sand friends party, many people commented:

"Kitayama Yukie, what a rude person!"

"She's just a shadow artist, she's really arrogant."

"It is said that Mr. Kitayama is a powerful person in society?"

"Yes, I've heard of it. So for a long time before, Mrs. Kitayama hardly went out. But I said listen...... That powerful Mr. Kitayama is probably dead! ”

"Ah, really?"

"Isn't it? I used to pick her up every month or two and come back about a week later. But that kind of car hasn't been around for a long time. Some time ago, Hanjo cracked down on the community, and it is said that many people were hospitalized and died! ”

"Ahh Then Mrs. Kitayama has been going to Mr. Sagaemon a lot lately......"

"It's to pray, maybe a wanderer-like future. Here, perhaps, we will soon lose sight of her. ”

Whispers of surprise and excitement, which may or may not spread. Kitayama Snow Painting, which is the center of public opinion, may or may not be heard. For the time being, alone, she was still walking at an unhurried pace, with a quiet and indifferent attitude, walking on the narrow and well-groomed tree-lined paths.

After all, it is relatively late, and perhaps the life in the major commercial and entertainment districts of Hancheng is just beginning, but for the people in this community, it is basically time to rest at home.

The further you walked along the boulevard, the more sparse the figures became, and in the end, you couldn't see a single person after walking more than 100 meters in a zigzag way.

But at this time, Kitayama Snow Painting also arrived at his doorstep. The smart housekeeper detects her physical data, and the security system opens the portal:

"You're back, ma'am."

Beishan Xuehui silently walked into the courtyard, still at the same pace as before, through the exquisite vestibule courtyard, the breeze came slowly, and the low shrubs in the yard and the maple leaves with red edges were all rattling, welcoming the hostess home.

The door to the main house also opened, and Kitayama Yukie walked to the entrance, put down her handbag, and bent down to change her shoes.

At this time, the lights in the room suddenly flickered, and the smart housekeeper spoke again: "Sorry, I encountered some trouble......"

The sound then stopped, and the lights in the room went out completely.

Kitayama Yukie straightened up and froze there. And before she could react, a figure suddenly rushed in from outside the house, and the moment she rushed into the entrance, she tightly clung to Kitayama Yukie's back, leaving no gap, and at the same time stretched out her elbow over her shoulder, across her throat, and then retracted back, firmly jamming her trachea and choking the possibility of her vocalization.

"Mrs. Kitayama, poor man, don't panic, I'm here to help you!" The intruder behind him was hoarse and let out a heavy breath, and the scorching air rushed past Kitayama Yukie's ears. It has nothing to do with physical strength, it is just a natural reaction after hormone secretion.

"You've lost the care of powerful people, haven't you? Without a backer, how can you maintain such an elegant and calm life? The future is a visible tragedy...... Come on, I'll help you, no extra pay, just you treat me the way you treat that person! ”

Feeling that Kitayama Yukie's sense of resistance was very weak, the intruder turned her figure over, still holding her throat with his hand, and through the moonlight shining in from the window, admiring the beauty's stiff face due to fright, but still delicate.

Yes, it's this face. He had been watching under the camphor tree for two whole months – a perfect fit for his aesthetic, both beautiful and famous.

Although in the industry. This woman is also a relatively low-key kind, but after more than ten years of acting career, there should be a lot of fans! Countless people are beyond his reach, but they will soon moan and beg beneath him—isn't this the greatest source of motivation for him to become a powerful person and become a powerful person and be willing to work hard?

"Now I'm like that!"

The faint glow of the emergency lights in the corner reflected the faces of the intruders. This face has put on a pious and profound cultivation style, and under the "Sakaemon", he has been sitting intermittently for nearly a year. He was still wearing a wide robe, but he was soon impatient to tear it off.

"Mrs. Kitayama, remember me! I'm Soichiro Okano...... Feed! ”

The "fake monk" named Soichiro Okano was also too excited, and when he tore his clothes, he actually gave Kitayama Yukie a chance to struggle. The woman, who had been dominated by fear, somehow broke free from his palm, staggered backwards, but her hind legs stumbled on the corner of the entrance, and her body fell backwards and fell heavily on the tatami mat.

Soichiro Okano thought that Kitayama Yukie was going to scream, and quickly pounced.

But the expected cry did not come, and the Kitayama Yukie in front of him was like a delicate doll, only his eyes widened in fear.

The hem of the kimono is stretched open by the naturally split legs, and above the snow-white foot bag is the same or even smoother calf skin, a slightly indecent posture that is more appropriate to the current situation and shows off her beauty in an appropriate way.

Soichiro Okano was a little surprised, and the flames in his heart rose again, crackling.

He couldn't help but admire in his heart: she really deserves to be a senior mistress who has followed powerful people for many years, and knows how to use her own capital to avoid greater harm!

That's even better!

Soichiro Okano was really about to explode, and he quickly threw aside the wide robe that was in the way, revealing his sturdy body that was only wrapped in the lower gear:

"Mrs. Kitayama, you are doing a great job! Starting tonight, you will live a new life, more comfortable than before! I, Soichiro Okano, a senior cadre of the Order of All Souls, a person close to the gods and the gods, the so-called 'powerful person' in the underworld, is not worth mentioning compared to me! Come on, ma'am, you can go ahead and do what you do best......"

Kitayama Yukie didn't completely obey the intruder's request, maybe it was fear that completely grabbed her soul, she just sat down on the tatami mat, her elbows half-propped up, and looked at the fake monk under the faint light in a daze,

If Qiang said that there was any movement, it was probably a lip flap with light pink lipstick, gently opening and closing, and muttering something.

Soichiro Okano thought it was begging for mercy at first, but the next second he heard part of the words clearly: "It's the life curse, it's the world love curse, it's the great equality curse!" Apocalypse all souls, no difference; Good life and evil death, all living beings are ......"

In fact, Kitayama Yukie's voice is low and weak, and the shape of the lips is not obvious, so it is difficult to distinguish if you change it to another word. But this Soichiro Okano is too familiar.

He was stunned at first, and then couldn't help but laugh. Isn't this the message of their Order of All Souls?

This set of blessings that are obviously adapted from Buddhist scriptures, the adaptor is quite insincere, but in the scope of the aura of "Sakaemon", it is indeed quite effective. If not, who would pay attention to these capable people who have eyes above the top?

Unexpectedly, Kitayama Yukie is still a devout sectarian! However, in front of him, a high-ranking cadre of the Order of All Souls, he recited the Mantra of All Souls...... It's pandering, it must be pandering!

"Come, Mrs. Kitayama, I'll teach you more correct reading, and I'll show you miracles and let you see the new world!"

Soichiro Okano wants to come up with some missionary appearance, maybe it will be funny. But after saying so much, he had been scorched by the flames in his body and his mouth was dry, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he stepped forward and grabbed the placket of Kitayama Yukie's dark blue kimono with his hand, and he tore it off with the inner lining, and even the corset was loosened.

Kitayama Yukie's loose neckline is still not too exposed, but the clear and perfect collarbone is another sexy part of a mature woman.

Soichiro Okano was so excited that he almost howled, and he didn't care about looking for a bed or anything, so he pressed down to taste the cold fragrance of Kitayama Yukie again.

But at this moment, his chest shook violently, and there was some resistance, not too much, but some incomprehensible strange sensation, and it started from there, all the way backwards, stirred in his chest, and then his back pierced.

The numbness and slight pain, as well as the instinctive awakening of the human body, came up with a burst of light, and he opened his eyes wide to look at the beautiful face that was close to him, but still muttered a mantra with that unique stiffness, and the second and third penetrating shocks struck in succession.

Soichiro Okano finally turned his gaze to his chest and abdomen, and then he saw that three rattan sticks the thickness of his thumb were penetrating his body from different parts of his chest and abdomen, and piercing through his back that he could not see.

Fear stimulated his senses, and although he couldn't see them, he could sense them, and three rattans were weaving and flipping above his back, swimming and coiling like a spiritual snake.

Where did the rattan come from...... Am I going to die?

Confusion and fear, as well as fatal real injuries, instantly took away all his strength.

His body was weak, and it was impossible to support his body at all, so he naturally fell to the Kitayama Snow Painting under him, but the fourth and fifth roots...... Soichiro Okano was completely uncountable, and what little consciousness he had left was no longer suitable for such a complex task.

Countless rattan and tree roots shoot out from the messy kimono of Kitayama Yuki-e, from the neat tatami mats, from the walls and ceilings on the top, bottom, left and right, not only on Soichiro Okano's chest, abdomen and back, but also on the hands and feet, the skull, and everything else where the flesh can be pierced and sucked.

In the blink of an eye, Soichiro Okano was held in the air by the roots of a rattan tree. He wasn't even dead, and the familiar sound of the spell was still ringing in his ears.

Why is this happening?

Of course, Soichiro Okano was not willing to die in this way, and he also tried to chant a mantra and mobilize extraordinary power to save himself, but everything dissolved under Kitayama Yukie's stiff tone.

His transcendent power had been drained of all its vitality by the rattan roots that had penetrated his body, and had been turned into a pool of filthy stagnant water.

And the source of the power to kill him......

Soichiro Okano made a cloudy "ho-ho" sound and tried to reach out to touch the beautiful face that was close at hand.

However, the arm, which had been penetrated by several rattan and tree roots, had completely lost its kinetic energy, and its fingertips advanced less than a centimeter, not even a millimeter, and it was frozen in mid-air forever, and under the greedy sucking of rattan and tree roots, it quickly shrank and withered, losing all substantial flesh and water.

The same is true of his body, which has turned into a shriveled and curled corpse.

Such a terrifying scene happened right in front of my eyes, and Kitayama Yuki's delicate face was still the same as it was at the beginning. She just stopped chanting the incantation, and her eyes seemed calm and hollow ahead.

In mid-air, Soichiro Okano's wreckage was pulled by the receding rattan roots, and the bones that supported his physique quickly lost their strength due to the rapid withdrawal of water and nutrients, and shattered with a clatter, unable to resist the pulling force of the Quartet.

In the blink of an eye, it went from a dried corpse to an inhuman form, and then cracked and disintegrated, and most of the wreckage was taken away by the rattan roots and sent into the hidden garbage channel, but some pieces of flesh fell from between the rattan roots and sprinkled on the entrance and tatami mats, and some were also stained on the edge of the snow-white foot bag of Kitayama Snow.

At this time, the senior intelligent butler finally overcame the previous virus invasion, restarted and restored its functions. This bit of human tissue debris is naturally cleaned up by a multi-functional housekeeping robot that is automatically activated on the side.

The silent vacuum cleaner sucks up the debris of human tissue, including the little stained on the foot bag. During this period, Kitayama Yukie remained motionless until the cleaning work was completed, and she made a posture to get up.

However, the action was halfway, and the follow-up force suddenly couldn't be continued, and her body was weak, so she fell on her back on the tatami mat that was already full of holes.

She tried again, but she couldn't lift her shoulders off the floor, only her fingers and feet twitched slightly.

Even in this terrible state, her beautiful and delicate face still did not change, her eyes were connected to the ceiling, and they were also empty and unfocused, without fear and panic, and there was no trace of human breath.

At this time, the intelligent housekeeper announced: "Mr. Kitayama's car has arrived." ”