Chapter 405 Shangjian Yuansi
The blood-like maple forest makes a soft rustling sound, which is reflected in the green clear pool. Along the way, there are stone pillars and cornices, carved railings and painted buildings, and arched bridges like rainbows.
In order to maintain Mount Nali's "maple forest dyed" style all year round, Kamima spent a lot of money to purchase a super-large ecological control system from the Academic Council to ensure that the autumn wind here is cool and quiet.
Shangma Zhengzhang was carrying a strong man with a groggy face, showing no signs of exerting any effort. His boots made a crisp click on the road paved with bluestones, echoing in the quiet garden for a long time.
In the thirty years he has been with the Kamima clan, he has become extremely familiar with this place. He walked quickly to his destination without any pause during the whole journey.
It was a simple and solemn attic hidden at the very back of the garden.
Masaki Kamama took off his shoes at the bottom of the building, went straight to the third floor, and entered a room.
"Sir Kamijama."
The man put down the still unconscious strong man, first sat down on his knees, then placed his hands on the ground and bowed his head forward respectfully.
“People are here.”
A six-shoji screen divides the room into two parts, with a background of gold and ink depicting a landscape screen painting of pines, cypresses, and cranes.
But there were no lamps lit behind the shoji, and a cold breeze blew through the hall. Under the darkness, this landscape painting that should have been elegant and indifferent actually looked a bit cold and forbidding.
Kamima Masaaki's voice echoed in the room, and only when it was about to fall silent did faint words emerge.
"Oh, that's the real deal."
The voice was slow and hoarse, making people subconsciously think of an old man who was thin and wrinkled.
"Why do you have the leisure to come and see an old man like me?" The voice behind the barrier said in a low voice: "You must be very busy these days. It's really hard on you."
"I dare not "It's hard work."
When the other party finished speaking, Kamima Masaaki raised his head and straightened up.
"Two days ago, the former head of the family went to justice, and the wrong person was me. The new head of the family took the oath of succession yesterday."
"Oh, Yushi is a good boy, but it's a pity that He has gone down a heretical path."
It was like an illusion. It was clear that the source of the sound was behind the shoji, but when I really listened to it, I felt it was inexplicably close to my ears, and I could even feel an itchy exhalation.
"Then, who is the new head of the family?"
Obviously he was asking about the head of the Kamama clan, the new owner of Nari County, but the other party's tone was casual, as if he was passing by a street stall. At this time, you can choose from the arranged Bodhidharma statues based on your mood.
"Reporting to your lord, this is Kamima Shoji."
"Changji." Hearing this name, the figure behind the shoji felt troubled.
"He is the cousin of the head of the Yushi family." Kamima Masaaki reminded him at the right time.
"Oh oh——"
The other party suddenly understood, and even rang out a cheerful, childish clap: "I remember, that is also a good boy."
< br>"But it's the real deal."
Itchy breath close to the cheek suddenly became a bit more eerie: "Don't you want to be the head of the Jian family? Although they are all good children , but you, the descendant of the Shangjian clan, are my favorite.”
"Replying to your lord." Masaaki Kamima said steadily: "It was a supreme honor for me to be adopted by you and even given a surname. I neither dare nor want to be the head of the family. I just want to serve you with my own hands. Around."
After a moment of silence, hearty laughter rose into the sky.
The laughter was so violent that the shoji shook violently, and even the attic seemed to be unable to bear it, causing visible shaking. The ceiling trembled, shaking off countless fine dust.
At this time, an uncontrollable "whimper" broke the laughter.
On the spotless floor made of cypress wood, the strong man had woken up at some point. His eyes were filled with fear, as if he wanted to do something. The muscle relaxant injected in advance was locked with the prosthetic body. It could only squirm feebly and make snapping and snapping sounds. ——What a fool! Dying!
The strong man's eyes were filled with fear.
As a samurai who has obtained an official license and is a first-level psyker, the last point in his memory is when he walked out of an izakaya in the middle of the night and faced the cold wind. And when consciousness returned, it appeared here!
A biting chill climbed up his back, as if a hundred ghosts were quietly holding his cheek. Two thoughts were surging in the man's mind.
The first is.
——The legend of "Lianggang Murderer", which often caused people to disappear without any reason, is true!
The second is.
——Look at what these are, "Shangjian Zhengzhang", "Here's evil ways", "Succession of the family head", "Life experience", I am going to die after hearing such a big secret!
“Oh, wake up.”
The laughter stopped suddenly, and after a few breaths, he said leisurely.
"Child, do you know who I am?"
The strong man stared, shaking his head wildly, uh-huh-uh-huh.
"No, you are lying."
Youyou's voice suddenly changed. At this moment, the strong man felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his whole body was indescribably cold.
This is not an exaggerated description, but a real feeling.
Wow——
In the night wind blowing from nowhere, the iron wind chimes on the eaves of the attic swayed gently, making a clear tinkling sound.
"How could you not think of my identity after listening to me for so long?"
"You are not stupid, you are a bad boy."
In Zhuang The man's eyes were about to burst. From the gaps at the bottom of the screen of pines, cypresses, and cranes, strands of black smoke spread out. They gently wrapped around the strong man's heels and climbed up along the ankles, like roots. The extremely thin rattan completely restrained the strong man.
The black smoke dragged the struggling man behind the barrier bit by bit.
Whether it is the prosthetic body that was rampant in the past or the first-level psychic energy, it has no effect at this moment.
After the strong man was completely dragged in, there was a creepy chewing sound that echoed from the room.
The sound of chewing lasted only a few breaths.
What followed was a deep sigh that was not "satisfied". What was brewing in this sigh was clearly a burning dissatisfaction!
".Too muddy."
"A heart filled with desire, a muddy and ignorant soul, a cowardly will. Boring, inferior, disgusting."
"——Zhengzhang. "
"Master Yuanji, I am here." Kamima Masaaki said respectfully.
"Hurry up and prepare. Hurry up and prepare for the Great Wild God Festival."
The other party's voice slowly lowered, as if he was tired: "What I want is pure, untainted, and still has a beautiful heart like glass, not such snacks to satisfy my greed."
"Please rest assured, sir, everything is progressing in an orderly manner."
Masaki Kamama stood up and bowed to Shoji.
“——Two days later, the Great Wild God Festival will live up to your expectations.”
(End of this chapter)