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The late-night weather forecast was being broadcast on the TV, and only Gu Bei and Uesugi were left in the messy house car, watching Inuyamaga's hurried back go away.

Uesugi sat down silently and took a cigarette in his mouth, and was about to habitually dip his head into the hearth to light the cigarette, when suddenly a lit lighter came up.

Turning his head to glance at it, he was smiling and groaning.

He lit a cigarette and took a deep breath, spit out the curtain of rain in front of him, and was silent for a long time.

"For many years I wondered that no one would come to my funeral because I had no relatives in this world...... Today I suddenly have a daughter, maybe a son, or two," he smiled, "This world is so ridiculous."

In fact, not only did he have a son and daughter, but he also directly had a son-in-law...... These words swirled in Gu Bei's mouth, and he swallowed them back again.

After all, this is the future father-in-law, and he still has to respect it, and he can't be as exciting as his eldest brother.

As soon as he thought of Yuan Zhisheng, Gu Bei suddenly remembered Miss Sakura, who had been following Yuan Zhisheng's side.

Speaking of which, in fact, it is not only a son-in-law, maybe there is also a daughter-in-law directly, and it is also a ...... Because there is also a Sakurai twilight by the side of Gen Zhinu.

Good guy, the old man himself thought that there was no successor all his life, but in the end, he came directly to a grand slam.

The more he thought about it, the worse it became, Gu Bei felt that it was better to keep silent, otherwise he didn't guarantee that he would not fight with the old man.

The drizzle is fluttering, and the night is dark.

Uesugi finished smoking a cigarette and looked at Gu Bei: "Boy, do you have anything else?"

"There are indeed some things I want to inquire about," Gu Bei nodded, "I don't know how much you know about the Holy Relic and the High Heaven Plain?"

Gu Bei, an outsider, obviously knew the internal secrets of the Eight Snake Families, but Uesugi Yue was not shocked by this incident, in his opinion, since Gu Bei was able to trace the source of Shuo to find the Black Swan Harbor many years ago, the secrets of the Eight Snake Eight Families may not be a secret to him, not to mention that he still knows the emperor of this generation.

"What did the child tell you?"

"No, it's a child."

Uesugi Yue took another cigarette in his mouth, and Gu Bei lit it for him again.

"Since ancient times, the Eight Families of the Snake Sect have been the guardians of Takamagahara and the Holy Remains, and Takamagahara is actually a burial place, so it is also called the Divine Burial Place, and the so-called "gods" are the holy remains."

"I know all of this," Gu Bei continued to ask, "Gao Tianyuan is the Nibelungen of the White King, and the holy remains are the host body of the White King's consciousness, a special kind of egg, the resurrection of the White King requires the holy remains and the holy blood, and the imperial blood is the holy blood, the first and second generations of the Baqi Giant Snake are all mixed races with the imperial blood, and they became the Baqi Great Snake after being devoured by the Holy Remains, which is the posture of the White King not fully recovered."

"You know a lot." Uesugi sighed, "Then do you know the 'Eclipse of the Night'?"

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In the mountains outside of Tokyo, rainwater drops on the roof of the shrine, and the rainwater falling from the eaves creates a beautiful parabola and falls into the pond in the courtyard.

Men dressed in black pass under the charred torii with short knives with white sheaths at their waists.

They walked in unison, walked through the stone steps sprinkled with cherry blossoms, stopped under the vermilion stone wall in front of the main hall, bowed deeply three times, and then spread out to form a path for two teams.

Immediately following the steps into the shrine are five people with paper umbrellas, all of whom are dressed in formal kimonos, the men wear black tohaori, the women wear black sleeves, and the feet are white socks and clogs.

As they passed through the charred torii, the men who had led the way before bowed deeply and said nothing, as solemn as a funeral.

After these five people, there were Caesars in uniform suits, and Xia Mi was also there.

This dress is

They took it from a clothing store in Shinjuku, and it fits well.

The atmosphere was solemn and solemn, and even Fingal, who had always been unreliable, did not gag, and exchanged heads and ears, and several people just exchanged their thoughts with their eyes...... Although they themselves couldn't understand what it meant to wink at each other.

The four of them followed the five heads of the family in front of them into the shrine, and then a large group of people poured in.

These men in black suits were shoulder to shoulder, crowded but orderly.

No one rushed to the road and no one dragged behind, everyone bowed deeply in front of the stone wall, and then put the umbrella in their hands in front of the main hall, and finally the black umbrella was densely packed with a large area like a gathering of crows.

At this moment, nearly 100 cars in front of and behind the shrine blocked the road, and men with loaded guns or long knives stood in the shadows, and no one dared to approach the vermilion building even half a step.

It is a very classical shrine, but it has been meticulously renovated and does not feel like it is dilapidated.

The only thing that was not repaired was the charred torii, and the vermilion stone wall, which still maintained the same appearance as it was back then, and there was not even hired someone to clean it, and a large area of dried blood on the stone wall seeped into the stone cracks.

The floor of the main hall is covered with tatami mats, and there is no shrine or Buddha statue, and the inner wall is full of ukiyo-e, and the meticulous and skillful brushwork is depicted to depict a war of demons and gods, and the clouds are thin and the flames are flying, and the eyes of the ghosts are shining with candles, and they are actually painted with phosphorus paint.

Hundreds of men and women in black knelt in their respective positions, they all knew their place in this huge organization, and no one knelt in the wrong place.

Although Caesar and the others were guests, they were not members of the Eight Snake Families, so they could only sit on the outermost side.

In fact, they themselves didn't even have the qualifications to participate in the conference, so Gu Bei and Yuan Zhisheng gave them the back door and let them in.

However, sitting on the outermost side is taking advantage of their wishes, after all, they don't want to sit inside and be watched like giant pandas, and the target will be much smaller if they sit on the periphery.

"You say, what does Gu Bei mean by suddenly letting us come to this meeting of Raushzi?" Fingal asked, "Isn't he trying to get us into the Eight Snake Clan?"

"Don't worry, if it's really such a skilled job as an undercover agent, then Gu Bei will definitely not let you come." Xia Mi said matter-of-factly.

Caesar and Chu Zihang also nodded approvingly.

Fingal stopped: "Don't talk nonsense, my position as head of the information department in Kassel is not for nothing, intelligence gathering is my specialty."

"Do you mean the paparazzi are secretly filming?"

The two men were chattering, especially noticeable in the quiet of the shrine.

But no one came up to stop them.

Everyone has eyes, and there are a few foreigners sitting in a bunch of Japanese places, and the fool knows that he can't afford to provoke them, so how can he send them to the door to slap people in the face.

Only a few "wells" popped out of the heads of the heads of the few heads sitting in the center, but they were still patient.

I don't know how long later, the curtain on the side of the shrine was lifted, and Gen Zhisheng and Uesugi Eri, who were wearing the Shadow Emperor's robes, walked out one after the other.

Eri followed behind Gen Zhisheng, just keeping her head down and playing the game, not looking at the road at all.

The people sitting below had long been accustomed to it, and only Inuyama frowned.

He suddenly remembered Gu Bei's words: Eri Yi recommended him to His Majesty's ramen stall before leaving.

Before leaving?

But the head of the Uesugi family is clearly here.

If the Uesugi family head in front of you is fake, then where is the real Uesugi family master?

In the gap between Inuyama's thoughts, Gen Zhisheng and Eri Ai had already sat down in the main and secondary seats.

"Your Highness, the participants have arrived, the heads of all families, the action team of the headquarters, the elders of the strategy department, the head of the liaison department and his subordinates, the head of the liaison department and his subordinates, the total number of people with the five small surnames is 134, the head and team leader of the Kanto branch under its jurisdiction are 19 people, the head and team leader of the Kansai branch are 17 people, the rock flow research institute is 14 people, and the Maruyama construction office is 7 people...... common

Four hundred and forty are here."

The crow presented the list to the source child: "Please take a look at it, young master."

Yuan Zhisheng took the roster casually, and threw it on the eucalyptus without looking at it: "I believe you already know the reason for today's meeting."

His eyes seemed to have a torch hidden, and he dared to look at someone in the eyes of him.

"This is the coercion of the White King's bloodline?" Chu Zihang's golden boy hiding behind the beautiful boy flickered, "Very strong."

"It's really strong." Caesar agreed.

"That's it." Natsumi said that this kind of coercion is sprinkling water.

The other three looked at her with strange eyes: You are a dragon king, don't mix it with this kind of evaluation, it is a dimensionality reduction blow compared to anyone.

Yuan Zhisheng didn't speak again, but got up from his seat, reached out and slowly grabbed a knife from the knife holder.

The white wood scabbard is made from the wooden handle without any decoration, and when the sheath is put into the sheath, the scabbard and the handle are together, and the wood grain is tightly stitched, looking like a wooden knife.

But as Gen Zhisheng drew his sword, its cold light flowed from every corner of the shrine.

Yuan Zhisheng wiped it with his plain white sleeve, but the blade that looked clean and flawless left a surging crimson trace, like blood stains that had been washed too many times.

"Our beloved patriarch, the head of the Tachibana family, Tachibana Masamune, has died for unknown reasons." can

Yuan Zhisheng muttered while wiping the knife.

In the silence, I only heard the knife roaring unwillingly like a living creature, but when I heard it again, it seemed to be just the sound of the wind.

[The app that has been running stably for many years is comparable to the old version of the book-chasing artifact, which is used by old bookworms.]

Yes."

Gen Zhisheng became the new patriarch, there were no twists and turns, and there would be no seizure of power, everyone can see that Gen Zhisheng was originally cultivated by Tachibana Masamune as the next generation of patriarchs, and as a Japanese who attaches importance to "righteousness", it is naturally easy to accept Gen Zhisheng as his successor.

This is a matter of course.

Gen Zhisheng nodded, "After the medical examiner confirms the cause of Mr. Masamune's death, his funeral will ...... I'll leave it to the Ryoma family."

"Yes!" Ryoma Genichiro agreed.

"As for the excavation of the red well and the encirclement and suppression of the Menggui people, they will be handed over to the Miyamoto and Inuyama families for implementation according to the original arrangement."

"Yes!"

"Also, there's the matter of Takamagahara......

Speaking of this, Caesar and the others' hearts tightened, and they knew that the main event was coming.

Sure enough, everyone's eyes on the scene were focused, and even Eri Uesugi, who was sitting behind Gen Zhisheng's right, glanced over here.

But what happened next was not what anyone expected.

Gen Zhisheng raised his head and pushed, and the sword on the eucalyptus flew out sideways, landing directly in front of the only family owner who was not in the crowd, Wind Demon Kotaro.

"The wrong path of fate, where to go."

Yuan Zhisheng chanted softly.

Wind Demon Kotaro felt a chill in his heart, and he vaguely guessed what was going to happen next.

Also guessed was the head of several families of Miyamoto Ryoma Sakurai.

"Have you heard the story of this knife?" Gen Zhisheng didn't look at Wind Demon Kotaro, but lowered his eyes, and there was wind and rain and killing intent brewing in his eyes.

All those who sat on their knees felt as if they had a knife on their necks, and for a moment they were silent.