Chapter 572: News of the Participation Council

"So you're the one who got the hell out of it. ”

Lin Yu's face turned pale, and the air around him suddenly froze.

Bang ——!

With a crisp sound, a waiter in the distance seemed to be affected by Lin Yu's evil qi, and threw the plate in his hand to the ground, shattering the glass all over the ground.

The pheasant glanced in the direction of the waiter, and then smiled: "I did mean to approach your daughter, because she is a very special child, and I don't mean power, but she once begged you to spare the ghost woman on the Ark." ”

Lin Yu was slightly stunned: "Dancing Red Cloud?"

The pheasant nodded: "Yes, Xiaomeng is a very caring child, and his personality is very different from yours, so I am really curious about him." ”

Lin Yu's face softened slightly: "Xiaomeng's personality is more like her mother. ”

The pheasant shook his head: "But the character of a daughter generally follows her father, such as me." ”

"Although I hate my father very much, my personality is very similar to his, and it is an indelible bloodline. ”

The pheasant stood up and bowed to Lin Yu: "Out of curiosity, I took this opportunity to intervene in your life, if it has caused trouble to Mr., then I sincerely apologize." ”

Lin Yu frowned slightly, and slowly dissipated the evil aura on his body: "Don't have a next time." ”

The pheasant answered, sat back in his seat, and picked up the teapot to pour tea for Lin Yu.

Lin Yu looked at the pheasant: "What is the relationship between Fuji Group and Fuji Elementary School, and why can you influence Fuji Elementary School's study tour plan?"

The pheasant held the teapot in his hand, his expression was focused, and at the same time explained to Lin Yu word by word.

"Fuji Group, as one of the largest family groups in Toei, has capital in various industries, and education is also a very important part of the group's business. ”

"I work as an art teacher at Fuji Elementary School, and I have to complete a certain number of hours every year. Teaching flower arrangement to children in the classroom was the most enjoyable time for me. ”

Lin Yu nodded: "I see, then these children's identities are not ordinary, and it seems reasonable that you will accompany you." ”

The pheasant smiled: "That's right, but I came to Bashan City mainly to see you, Hainan has not been in touch since a farewell, and the pheasant misses Mr. very much." ”

Lin Yu picked up the teacup in front of him: "I didn't contact you before, because I went to the north to do some things." ”

A smile appeared on the pheasant's face: "I also just got the news, and I didn't expect that the base of the Participating Association in Siberia, which has been operating for many years, would be easily destroyed by Mr. ”

Lin Yu raised his eyebrows: "You know?"

The pheasant nodded: "This matter has spread to the branches of the Participation Council around the world, the base was destroyed, and Ying Long was seriously injured, but it is not a small matter." ”

"Ying Long is seriously injured?"

Lin Yu was slightly stunned: "I remember that he should be dead." ”

The pheasant shook his head: "Seriously injured, but not dead, according to the news I received, Ying Long rushed to South America for treatment accompanied by the wild rat, and it is said that the Han sheep who had broken his arms also went to South America with him." ”

"The ruins of the depths of the Siberian ice sheet have been completely destroyed, and the base has become useless and completely abandoned. ”

Lin Yu frowned slightly: "He picked up a life, and he didn't be able to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, which was a bit careless." ”

"Sir, please don't worry, my people will always pay attention to the movements in South America, and if Ying Long makes any moves, I will inform you as soon as possible. ”

Lin Yu looked at the pheasant: "You have completely broken with the Participation Association?"

The pheasant smiled: "The Participation Council is a very loose organization, Ying Long relied on his own powerful strength to gather forces from all over the world, and now that he is defeated in your hands, this huge organization will naturally return to its previous state and turn into a plate of scattered sand." ”

"I only got this news after I came to Bashan City, but in the previous battle in the South China Sea, I have clearly realized that you are much stronger than Ying Long. ”

Lin Yu nodded: "So you always choose the strong." ”

The pheasant raised his head and looked a little serious: "The education I received since I was a child requires me to choose to stand with the strongest person, this consciousness has penetrated into my blood and cannot be changed, and I agree with this view from the bottom of my heart." ”

"I choose to be your ally now because you are strong enough, and I don't want to deny that. ”

"But ......"

The pheasant looked at Lin Yu, with a faint tenderness on his smiling face: "After gradually getting to know Mr., my admiration for you is not just because of your strength. ”

Lin Yu frowned, he naturally understood the meaning of the pheasant's words, but Lin Yu was not interested in these: "What is your plan regarding returning the curse of the ghost cut?"

There was a hint of gloom on the pheasant's face, as if sensing Lin Yu's indifferent refusal.

She laughed self-deprecatingly: "One thing I want to explain to you is that the Fuji Group is an extremely large force in Dongying, so huge that you can't imagine, although I have cultivated my own pro-defense force with the help of the Participating Council in recent years, but compared with the Fuji Group, it is still a world of difference." ”

"Once I openly broke with the whole group, the resistance I faced at that time was unimaginable. ”

"None of that matters. ”

Lin Yu still had a calm expression: "I just need to know what your plan is." ”

The pheasant didn't seem surprised by Lin Yu's performance, and smiled: "According to the records in the family classics, the date of returning the ghost cut must be in the middle of the Yuan Festival, according to the date, at that time, Xiaomeng and the others have completed their study tour and returned to China." ”

"Midyear?"

This is the traditional Halloween festival in Toei, also known as Obon. ”

The pheasant introduced Hayashi in detail: "This onikiri is the ancestor of the Fuji family given by the mountain ghost in the forest of Mt. Fuji, and every year when it comes to Obon, the power of the onikiri reaches its peak, and this is the only chance to return it to the mountain ghost." ”

Lin Yu nodded: "Then what exactly do you have to do to return this knife to the evil ghost?"

The pheasant snorted: "The method of return is recorded in the family's ancient books, but it is not detailed, it just says that it takes a strong man who can master the wind and fire, the water and the earth to find the mountain ghost in the depths of the forest sea of Mt. Fuji, return the knife, and cut off the curse of the Fuji family." ”

Lin Yu looked at the ghost cut on the pheasant's waist, although it was a hot summer day, he could still feel the cold aura emanating from the blade.

"Although this knife is a curse to your family, it is also a source of strength for your family, and if you return it to the mountain ghost, it will be equivalent to cutting off the lifeblood of the entire family. ”

The pheasant looked at Lin Yu: "Sir, you should still remember the tattoo on my back." ”

Lin Yu nodded, the last time he was in Hainan, he had seen the back of a pheasant in the hot spring, with a large demon tattoo on it, almost covering the entire back.

"This tattoo was planted when I inherited the oni at the age of twelve, and it is the basis for the power of the mountain ghost, and it is also the mark left by the mountain ghost. ”

The pheasant looked at Lin Yu: "When I turn twenty-four, the family will take the ghost cut and throw me into the forest of Mt. Fuji, and the mountain ghost will find me with a tattoo and devour me clean." ”

"This is the fate of every woman who inherits the ghost cut, and it is also my future destiny. ”

A hint of resentment flashed in the depths of the pheasant's eyes: "From the moment I put on the ghost cut, I am no longer a member of the family, and I will never become their sacrifice!

Lin Yu looked at the pheasant, the smiling beauty in front of her was only twenty years old, but this resolute decisiveness was rare, especially when she held the ghost cut in her hand, the ruthlessness was even rarer.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this ruthlessness that she can always fight in the face of a desperate fate.

"Okay, I'll rush to Dongying on this year's Midyear Festival to help you return the ghost to the mountain ghost and cut off the fate of the Fuji clan!"