The reason why Akamatsu Hiroshi's expression became solemn and complicated was because he suddenly thought of one thing - if what Tang Zeqian said just now really meant something else, wouldn't it mean that all the plans of the shogunate had been discovered?!

No wonder!

No wonder the monks in charge of the "egg-making" at Honganji Temple were exposed, jumped off the cliff and died, and even all the "eggs" created were burned to the Honganji Temple!

No wonder the "Blood Shadow Mandrill" just left the vicinity of the Ghost Gate, and was chased and killed by the Mijinko of Heian Shrine, and after fleeing all the way to the vicinity of the Kyoto Imperial Palace, he inexplicably changed direction and rushed to this "Gogenkan"!

It's no wonder that the "Ghost Gate Butcher" Ishida Ichiro appeared in this place inexplicably, and left a "withered" Shishen wood carving, presumably for a clean finish, to clean up all traces!

Hum!

The only thing that these old immortals didn't count was probably that this seat would personally come out to this "Hook Xuan Pavilion" to find out!

The more Akamatsu Hiroshi thought about it, the more angry he became, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that his head was about to crack, and in the violent stinging pain, an uncontrollable tyrannical emotion suddenly returned, and boundless killing intent burst out in an instant.

A raging sea of blood spread out from under his eyes, as if he wanted to tear apart his soul and body first, and then all the life in the vicinity......

The ocelot, which had been lying in Tang Zeqian's arms, seemed to sense something, and was slightly fried. After opening its eyes and glancing at Akamatsu Hong, it suddenly "meowed", jumped up from Tang Zeqian's arms, jumped onto the Bogu frame next to it, and hit a feng shui bronze bell with its tail.

"Dang!"

The bronze bell emitted a clear and loud sound, and the melodious bell was like rippling water waves, rushing towards Akamatsu Hong.

Airplanes......

Akamatsu Hiroshi's whole body was drowned in the boundless bell, as if a mysterious force had taken the opportunity to pour into him.

The surging negative emotions in his mind were shattered almost instantly, and all the murderous thoughts in the sea of blood were like duckweed in the water, which disappeared without a trace after being swept up by the huge waves.

Hiroshi Akamatsu was top-heavy and completely unbalanced, as if he had suddenly fallen into a weightless capsule, staggering forward.

Tang Zeqian couldn't help but be startled, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to support Akamatsu Hong, and said in his heart: This Nima doesn't want to touch porcelain, right?

He didn't know that Akamatsu Hiroshi was a hundred times more surprised than him at this moment.

After Akamatsu Hiroshi was shaken by the sound of the morning bell and the twilight drum, the bloody killing intent that surged in his mind came to naught in an instant, which made his empty brain dizzy for a while, so that the whole person lost his center of gravity and fell forward.

But apart from vertigo, there is no other discomfort?

Previously, every time the killing intent burst out of his mind, he would feel his head pierced by countless golden needles, as if it was about to crack.

With the strength of his S-rank elder, all kinds of physical pain were nothing, and they were completely bearable. But every time the killing intent attacked, his soul seemed to be filled with golden needles, and the indescribable pain would continue to spread to the depths of his soul......

If you don't take medicine, you can only paralyze this pain by bloody killing.

But this time, the experience was different.

Ever since the bell rang, apart from a little dizziness, he felt as if his consciousness had been stripped away, and he had risen into the air to look down on everything.

He could feel that there seemed to be another consciousness hidden in his mind, the bloody killing intent that manipulated his body when he lost control......

When his consciousness looked down on him from mid-air, the "second consciousness" hidden in his body seemed to be aware of it, and actually raised his head and stared at him deadly, the corners of his mouth gradually rising, revealing a strange smile.

"How so?"

Akamatsu shivered with excitement and felt a chill from the depths of his soul.

At this time, the "Qingxing Lamp" type divine wood carving on the Bogu shelf was suddenly triggered, and with a "hum" sound, a light blue flame was ignited on the lamp, a faint lamp flame, if there is nothing, if you don't pay attention to observation, you won't notice that the lamp flame on the wood carving is actually lit.

A layer of faint light shrouded a radius of about two zhang, forming a transparent barrier, enveloping Tang Zeqian and Akamatsu Hiroshi.

Tang Zeqian was ignorant of this, and he didn't know what was going on.

However, the "second consciousness" in Akamatsu Hiroshi's body seemed to be summoned by some kind of force majeure, and with a "whoosh", it was sucked out of Akamatsu Hiroshi's body.

The "Second Consciousness" showed a look of horror and anger, and before it could recover from the excitement of monopolizing Akamatsu Hiroshi's body, it was forced out of its body by this inexplicable mysterious power.

It immediately pinched the seal in its hand, desperately trying to urge Akamatsu's physical body to resist the call.

At this time, the ocelot came out of nowhere, jumped onto Akamatsu Hiroshi's shoulder, and made a "meow" sound.

This call made the "second consciousness" like a lightning strike, and it was like a sharp blade, completely cutting off the connection between it and Akamatsu Hiroshi's body, making it tremble uncontrollably, and completely lose its support.

In the flames of the "Qingxing Lantern", a hole the size of a fingernail was faintly opened, and the endless attraction quickly formed a whirlpool-like spiral force......

The "second consciousness" can only be in despair, unwillingness, chagrin, remorse, anger and other emotions, and go straight to the flame of the "Qingxing Lantern".

"Crackling......" The flame of the lamp burned a fat moth like a fat moth, and a faint puff of green smoke rose up.

Akamatsu Hiroshi's body completely entered a state of unconsciousness, and the whole person fell softly.

"Hey, hey, hey, what's going on with you, brother, what's going on, you're not really having an accident, are you?

Tang Zeqian was completely panicked, because Akamatsu Hong was too strong, his muscles were harder than steel, although he was only about one hundred and seventy or eighty pounds by eyesight, but in fact he was at least more than two hundred pounds.

Tang Zeqian rubbed his face vigorously, at this moment, he would rather Akamatsu Hiroshi was touching porcelain.

If Akamatsu Hiroshi just touched porcelain, it would be great to lose some money, and he couldn't afford to lose.

But if it was in the middle of the night, Akamatsu Hiroshi really died in the "Hook Xuan Pavilion", then he, the owner of the pavilion, would be speechless, and when the time came, the yellow mud fell into the crotch of his pants, even if it wasn't, it would be......

However, what he didn't know was that at this moment, Akamatsu Hiroshi's consciousness in mid-air was even more flustered than him: how dirty and oil-sucking?