"Little master, I'll have to send you here."

The man in the black suit put down the luggage in his hand and saluted Caihua in front of him. Before Cai Hua could reply to his words, wisps of black smoke had already enveloped the man's body, and he had disappeared into the place.

"Huh?"

Caihua didn't wake up from the shock at all, it stands to reason that the Shimada family headquarters was originally biased towards Japan, and the attic and the entire area in the flower village are his own home, but here it is completely a European-style manor, and it can even be comparable to the size of the flower village's home.

"It's the legendary Western-style house, it's the first time I've seen it. It's just that it doesn't feel like no one lives, is it really this place? Caihua picked up the box of salutes behind him and gently pushed open the iron door of the mansion.

The iron door behind the lock dragged the salute to the side of the foreign pavilion, there was no light inside the foreign pavilion, as if no one had lived in it, and the exterior didn't look special, but it didn't feel like it was well cared for.

I pushed open the door of the Western-style Pavilion and walked into the interior of the Western-style Pavilion with my luggage, just as it looked from the outside, there was no light inside or I should say that there was no human feeling.

"Is this really the place my brother arranged for me?" This thought suddenly flooded Caihua's mind.

It was already about eight o'clock in the evening, and the sun had already set, but now it always seemed strange, like walking into a ghost castle, except that there was no doubt that his brother would not let himself go to that kind of place.

Probably

Cai Hua put down the luggage on his hand, but his hand held the knife at his waist. The Shimada family is a huge **** empire dominated by the trade of arms and illegal materials.

It's just that there won't be any supernatural events.

The body was frightened and stepped back as if he had hit something, how to say that Caihua was just a seven-year-old boy, and the supernatural will not be good at anything.

There was a slight paleness on the delicate little face.

"Smack!" A voice came from the back of Caihua's head, "竜神の剣を喰らえ!" The knife in his hand was pulled out, and a burgundy dragon was pulled out along the blade and gradually wrapped around Caihua.

His trembling hands clenched the knife tightly on his hand, but the light did turn on, but nothing happened. Cai Hua slowly turned his head to look at the source of the voice in the back of his head just now.

"What" his legs were weak and he fell directly to the ground, but the knife in his hand was stuck on the floor. What I just hit was the power switch, and now the whole house is lit up by the lights.

There's nothing strange about it, it's just a western-style house, but the western-style house doesn't look like it's been cleaned, and it looks a little dirty. Or should I say it's dirty? The whole room was replaced with dust, and it was simply unusable for living.

It can be said that the house has not been inhabited and cleaned for at least a year.

"Hmm~" Caihua rubbed his chin and thought carefully for 0.1 seconds.

"Okay, find a hotel tonight, and find a housekeeping company to clean it tomorrow." Caihua nodded, slowly inserted the knife in his hand back into the scabbard and placed it on his waist, and walked out of the door of the foreign pavilion

"Well, where is the hotel near here?" Cai Hua bowed to a man in front of him, but the man didn't pay attention to Cai Hua and walked directly past him.

"People in this city don't have top hats." Cai Hua pursed his lips, I don't know how many it is, and all of them ignored Cai Hua and bypassed it directly.

I think there should be nothing wrong with my clothes, but this is just what Caihua thinks. Genji, who has a bad taste, has made Caihua wear a women's kimono since he was a child, but the really strange thing is that Hanzo never stopped Genji from doing so.

Just wear regular training clothes while training. And it also led to the young and ignorant Caihua always thinking that this was an ordinary costume, and because of this, no one has ever thought that Caihua is a man.

It is indeed not surprising that a little girl with long snow-white hair about ten years old in a cherry kimono walks around this place. It's just that there is a flank on the back of this little girl, and there is also a slender knife hanging from the waist, which is not normal no matter how you look at it.

Or should I say that this doesn't look like an ordinary person no matter how you look at it.

"There was a place that attracted Caihua's attention, but that place looked completely different, or rather, this place seemed to be disgusted by everyone, and everyone seemed to unconsciously stay away from that place."

And that place is just a small alley, but it doesn't seem to be the whole world at all.

"Hmm~" Cai Hua rubbed his chin and walked into the alley, but there was a little more incredible and pathetic in the eyes of those who were standing around.

"Is this place in ruins?" This was Caihua's first thought when he walked into the ruins, and as he could see, the one in front of him could only be described as ruins.

It's not as good as an alley from the outside, but it looks like the same world when you walk in. It's just that it feels like two places: the inner world and the table world.

The streets were clean and tidy, but the inner world was in tatters, like what was once called high society and slums. It's just that this slum can be described as more than just dilapidated.

The whole place is covered with rubble and garbage, and it looks like you've stepped into an earthquake-stricken area. Compared to here, the Western-style mansion that has not been inhabited for at least a year is simply a rooftop.

Although the mansion was full of dust, there were a lot of cobwebs on the ceiling, which made Caihua, who was heavily clean, feel like she wanted to leave immediately. It's just that this place can't make people feel good at all, it's not a problem with the architecture, it's completely its own feeling.

"It's just a refugee slum." Cai Hua shook his head, this place did seem too cluttered. However, if it were just a refugee slum, it would not be disgusting to so many people, and this place would not be like an enemy of the world. ’

It's just that while Caihua was still thinking about these things, two dirty hands faintly stretched out from behind him. (To be continued.) )