"Listen, little ghost." Uesugi glanced at him deeply, his sharp eyes, which were different from his dirty appearance, exuded a pressure that made people dare not look at him directly.

He said quietly, "I don't know where you came from, but you definitely can't be a descendant of the Gen family, after all, the Gen family died before I came to Japan, and neither is the Tachibana family, there is no one left."

"I don't know about that, or maybe someone doesn't want us to know." Minamoto replied, "For as long as my brother and I can remember, we grew up in the mountains. Our adoptive father was a man who was paid for adopting the children of wealthy families and providing them with shelter, and it had nothing to do with dragon blood or the underworld or anything else, as for the person who told me his true identity......

"The year my brother was about to graduate from junior high school, Tachibana Masamune came to the mountains." A haze cast over Gento's eyes, "At that time, he was probably already the director of the Executive Board, and he told us about his background and brought us to Tokyo together."

He raised his head, looked through the tarp that covered the old street, looked at a building somewhere, and then he muttered, "There I learned the history of the Eight Families of Snakes, and what a terrible bloodline I have. In the end, he left my brother behind and sent me back to the mountains in the form of a shadow warrior. And then you will know."

Inuyama He was silent, as one of the most powerful people in the Eight Snake Clans at that time, he didn't know any of these things.

"Well, I don't believe everything Tachibana Masamune said, because he, like the king, doesn't have a bit of the truth." Gen Zhinu added, "A man who escaped from the fire like Wang Jiang and came to Japan on the Lenin with the ancient dragon embryo, I don't think what he did was really for the sake of the Snake Eight Family."

[In view of the general environment,

He smiled and still didn't speak, but was looking at him with a surprised gaze, "Tachibana Masamune never told you, did he? about his past."

Inuyama nodded silently.

"Then let me tell you about it." Yuan Zhinu found a chair and sat down, "Although this is also what a general who is full of untruths told me, but at least, it can still have some reference value......

……

The setting sun hit Gen Zhisheng's face, and he couldn't help but open his eyes. The red Ferrari was still speeding down the road, Sakura holding the steering wheel and looking straight ahead, the setting sun not affecting her much. The red light of the setting sun hit her plain white and smooth face, and Yuan Zhisheng, whose consciousness was still in the mold lake, suddenly realized that he seemed to have not seen the lost cherry blossoms for a long time.

"Ten minutes to go, you can sleep a little longer." Said Sakura, who sensed his wake-up.

"No, if you lie down for too long, you'll lose your vigilance." Rubbing his brows and sitting up, Yuan Zhisheng looked in the rearview mirror.

A Humvee followed closely behind the Ferrari, the Raven and the Yaksha that he had called and then called, and there were no other vehicles, but if someone really wanted to follow, it probably wouldn't be in obvious ways.

He silently looked out the window, the sky under the setting sun was not very clear, and the rain clouds that had not completely dispersed blocked the afterglow of the setting sun. Speaking of which, the weather doesn't seem to be so unusual since I left Tokyo.

Snake Qi Eight Family, Mengqi Demons, Gods, Kassel...... Tokyo is like a huge whirlpool that is constantly expanding outward, and he can't help but get everything into it, and only by escaping from the center of the whirlpool can he have a momentary respite.

"Then let's rest for the night......" Suddenly, he spoke, and a small city built by the sea gradually came into view.

At night, in the guest room of the hot spring inn, Gen Zhisheng, dressed in a bathrobe, holds a sake glass and slowly drinks it to the sea breeze. also changed into a yukata, and his hair was coiled down, with a gentle and lovely temperament, like the lost blowing cherry of Yamato Nadeshiko, he knelt quietly on the side, picked up the wine jug and gently poured wine for him.

In the box behind them, the sound of crows and yaksha drunkenly playing with the girls who accompanied them could be heard, which was difficult for them who had also been busy for several days

Opportunity to relax. Born in the alleys of the city, they don't have the interest of drinking in the sea like Yuan Zhisheng.

The sea breeze is blowing, and some salty sea breeze is mixed with the smell of shampoo on Sakura's body, and at this moment, Yuan Zhisheng's heart is extremely quiet. What eradicates the inner female cadres, what confronts the gods, and what eliminates the ghosts has nothing to do with him.

It's a summer night, and the beach is bustling with people wearing yukata and swimsuits on the beach with vendors pushing carts, and countless men and women playing on the beach in yukata and swimsuits. The most conspicuous of these is a group of very conspicuous Russians.

According to the owner of the inn, it was a group event for a group of foreign diving club members, and there were many people who saw them practicing diving nearby.

It's just that such an excuse can probably only deceive ordinary people, but Yuan Zhisheng can see that this group of Russians who drink high-strength vodka as white water have calluses holding guns in their hands, and they have a stronger physique than the nearby Self-Defense Forces and US military garrisons...... But this is Atami, and since the owner of the mansion on the mountain didn't speak, he can only pretend that he didn't see it.

The time to relax is always short, in the dead of night, after everyone has fallen asleep, the sleeping Yuan Zhisheng opened his eyes as if last time. There was a pause in the surrounding room, and then Sakura, who was in the side room, opened the wooden door and pushed out the prepared formal suit.

"I added something to their supper, so I won't wake up for a short time, and I won't disturb you, young master." It seems that she has not slept until she unties the wide clothes of Yuan Zhisheng, and changes into formal clothes as usual.

"......" Gen Zhisheng didn't know what kind of expression to put on for a while, so he could only silently cooperate with Sakura's change of clothes.

This is obviously a normal thing on weekdays, but he is now a little inexplicably ashamed, and inexplicably feels like he is going to sneak out and his husband is caught by his wife who has been squatting for a long time. Soon, along with the shoes and socks, Gen Zhisheng, who was dressed in a formal suit, grabbed Sakura's hand and took the powerful sleeping pill she wanted to swallow.

"If you fall asleep too, they're in danger." He handed her the Spider Cut and the Boy Cut that were placed on the side of the bed, "Besides, don't do that next time, just wait here for me to come back."

The wooden door by the sea was opened, the sea breeze blew the hair, and Sakura held the sword, watching his figure slowly disappear into the night wind, and said softly, "Have a good trip......

……

Instead of climbing up the cliff like last time, this time Gen Zhisheng went all the way up along the main road. Unlike the bright lights of Tokyo, the small town of Atami at this moment turned off the lights early and rested, and under the full moon, his shadow stretched for a long time on the road.

But he was not alone, as if he had received the news in advance that there would be a visit, in the bushes, by the rocks, behind the street lamps...... I don't know how many places, how many heavily armed people hidden in the darkness are silently watching him.

Before coming to the main entrance, Yuan Zhisheng knocked on the door and waited quietly at the door. Soon, the sound of high heels falling to the ground behind the door sounded, not the somewhat elderly housekeeper last time, but a female housekeeper in professional clothes who opened the door this time.

When they opened the door, Sakurai was about to welcome the guests in with a smile, and they were suddenly stunned, and the people outside the door were all too familiar to them.

Sensing the abnormality of the female steward, but Yuan Zhisheng didn't care, he lowered his head and said, "Visit late at night, and please ask Haihan to disturb you."

「…… No, Miss Su is already waiting for you." Sakurai Twilight took a step back and respectfully gave way to the way out.

Yuan Zhisheng walked quietly in the corridor, the internal structure of this official residence was not much different from the last time he visited, the only difference was that there were a little more servants.

They should have stopped what they were doing and stood on the side of the aisle to make way for the guests. It's just that the uneasy, even frightened expressions on their faces, no matter how you look at it, are not what normal people should be, but like sheep that have met a wolf.

Yuan Zhisheng glanced lightly at Sakurai Twilight who was leading the way in front of him, and when it came to attitude, the attitude of this female steward was even more strange.

Sakurai stopped in front of a wooden door, stood aside, and bowed respectfully to Gen Zhisheng:

"Miss Su is already waiting inside, Mr. Yuan, you can go in by yourself."

「…… Good work." This inexplicable attitude made Yuan Zhisheng confused.

Without further study, he knocked on the door, waited for permission to enter, opened it, and ...... One foot on a bag of potato chips.

"Don't be informal, just sit down." Su Enxi, who was half lying on the sofa, with soda in one hand and potato chips in the other, and half-squinted at the soap opera, glanced at him.

She yawned and said, "Don't look at what time to run to the door, do you think anyone has the energy to wait for you?" Is your phone an ornament? Don't know how to call and send messages? Isn't it good to sleep with a soft and fragrant secretary at night? Like your brother...... Woooo

Zero didn't know where he stood up from and took a pillow to cover Su Enxi's mouth.

She frowned and glanced at the messy living room, and said to Yuan Zhisheng; "Follow me."

Closing the door and cutting off the astonished gazes of the servants outside, Gen Zhisheng followed the petite but imposing girl to a quiet and clean corner. After taking his seat, Yuan Zhisheng just wanted to speak, and Zero in front of him glanced up at him slightly.

Under this gaze, Yuan Zhisheng was silent, and his sitting posture couldn't help but be a little more solemn. This feeling is familiar to him, and when he was in Katori Town, he and his younger brother got along like this, but at that time, as an older brother, he sat in a girl's position.

"I know what you want to ask." Zero looked at him and said, "About your adoptive father, Tachibana Masamune, and your younger brother Gen Zhinu."

「…… Yes." Inexplicably, Yuan Zhisheng replied a little restrained.

"I thought you'd ask this a long time ago." Zero turned his head sideways and looked north.

"Because I don't think that's something to be free to say." Yuan Zhisheng replied, his tone still restrained.

"For some people, it's really a memory that they don't want to talk about, and I just know what I know." Zero said silently, suddenly looking at Gen Zhisheng, "Do you want to know?"

Nodding heavily, Yuan Zhisheng replied with a serious expression, "Yes."

"Well, call sister." Zero nodded.

"Sister...... Gen Zhisheng subconsciously followed, and then suddenly looked up, "Huh? Sister?"

……

Shots rang out, and hot blood spilled on the icy snow.

"Unfortunately, Doctor, we didn't even think about completing your research." With gold in his eyes, the young officer injected adrenaline into the dying old man.

It wasn't to save his life, it was just to allow him to see the most gorgeous scene. The roar of the explosion kept coming, and the burning snowfield was blown away, and a deep hole was blown open for ten thousand years.

"You want to take that dragon! Take away the gods!" The dying old man suddenly grabbed the young officer and stared at him deadly.

The young officer, who no longer regarded him as a threat, smiled slightly, and there was sadness in his eyes that the old man at that time could not see: "He is not qualified to be called a god, but God has other existences, and this can only be regarded as an angel at most."

Ignoring the old man, the young officer raised his gun and fired at the sleigh next to him. Blood stained the snow again, and the officer walked over to another sleigh and stroked the metal chamber it carried, inside which were two boys who looked less than a year old, connected to a nutrient solution and a snorkel.

The officer exclaimed, "What a perfect second-generation product, they may really have the power to change the world!" Doctor, I have to admire your talent, I guess they will do a lot for me, right?"

"Okay, here you are, quietly watching the place where your dreams come true, and your life slowly coming to an end." The officer left for the last word and left with a sled carrying the products of the second generation.

The old man, who had not yet breathed, stared at his departing back, and suddenly, in his peripheral vision, he saw a huge black shadow hanging out of the broken hole. Half black scales, half dark golden bones,

The dead dragon, waiting to hatch again, fell to the earth angel, and after an unknown number of years of falling into the cave, reappeared in this world.

It's just that it's being shipped away as a piece of goods.

The fire that could not be extinguished gradually burned over, and the unwillingness and resentment in the eyes of the old man in the past were almost overflowing, and then the fire gradually covered him.

……

Suddenly opening his eyes, the old man subconsciously touched his face, until he was sure that his face had not changed into a lake of flesh and blood, and he lay back on the chair as if relieved.

The sun had completely set, the room was pitch black, and a few people could be vaguely seen sitting motionless in the dark, if it weren't for the breathing, they would probably be mistaken for sculptures.

"It's not easy to find you, Zero and my lovely Renata...... You, who are also ghosts, also want to come to me for revenge, right?" In the darkness, he laughed softly, his voice as dry as a demon crawling out of hell.

"So this time, it's almost time for me to play......

Then, in the corner where no one could see, a white shadow was fading away.