Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before Dragon Slaying

Chapter 179 Tachibana Masamune (two in one, please subscribe!!!)

The mountain wind and the pine forest sleep together, and the drizzle drenches the bright moon.

Yuan Zhisheng walked through the forest, and from a long distance saw the only spark-like candlelight in the dark forest, and the rain was dripping on the pine leaves.Stepping on the mud with expensive leather shoes, Yuan Zhisheng quickly stepped forward and pushed away the only bright house.

The candle is flickering, and the old man in white linen is sitting by the fire, with plain white rice paper spread out in front of him, and he is meditating with a brush.

"You informed me that the people from the headquarters are coming, but you hide yourself in the wooden house in the woods, so you can relax." Yuan Zhisheng found a towel and wiped his body, and sat on the floor beside the old man by the stove, "How do you change the painting?" ? No more sword fighting today?"

"It has nothing to do with the season, and it has nothing to do with the method." The old man stared quietly in front of him. The flat rice paper was as clean as jade. , I have a pure heart, no attachment, no self, no matter, that is to say, I can have peace of mind and have no matter in my heart.”

The old man was silent for half an hour, and finally began to paint at this time.The fluffy hairs are sometimes crushed and sometimes lightly brushed on the tough white paper, floating like clouds.The pitch-black pen tip seems to be a floating thread connecting fantasy and reality, pulling the scene in the painter's mind into the plain white paper, which is clearly visible.

"You're talking about ancient Buddhism, right?" Yuan Zhisheng stared at the old man's elegant painting skills, and said, "When did you start believing in Buddhism, Dad?"

"When people are old, they can believe what they can but not, what should be believed and what should not be believed, and they always believe in everything." The old man sighed slightly.

"Father, you are just too bored, you should go out more often."

"When I was young, I traveled all over the world. I just felt that the sky and the earth were big enough for one person to spend a lifetime in. Naturally, I didn't worry about it. But now that I am no longer young, I realize that the world is actually just such a corner in the forest. How big is the scope of your life that you are used to? How big is your world, for example, if I walk here from the ancestral hall of my family at most, I will be exhausted, and my world is only this big." The old man said softly, "It is enough for a dying old man to occupy such a large space, how many It's a waste, and the bigger world should be left to young people like you."

"Dad, what were you like when you were young? I don't seem to have heard you mention it." Yuan Zhisheng asked, "You must have been a murderer at that time. You must have known the other party's past before you killed the 'ghost'. Knowing how miserable a person’s life is, and why he has fallen, have you ever hesitated when you use the knife? Have you ever been confused when looking at the blood that is so red that it hurts your eyes?”

"Not a executioner, but a law enforcement officer."

"Of course I was also confused at that time, but I had to hold the knife and kill the 'ghost'. I told myself in my heart that this path was correct. If I hesitated, more innocent people would die. I am confused, and more people will fall." The old man said lightly, "Gradually, I regard killing people as a practice, which is no different from forging knives and painting. It's just that forging knives and painting consume patience, and The compassion that kills wears away."

"If a person's compassion is exhausted, what will he become?"

"I don't know, but this is the fate of law enforcement people." The old man said, "Fallen people have the fate of fallen people, and law enforcement people also have the fate of law enforcement people. Destiny has already paved countless roads in front of us, and each of us has to find Once the road that belongs to you has come to an end, once the hybrids embark on the road of the dragon, they will turn back and be incompetent. If they abandon the original road, they will be depraved, degenerates, and disqualified in the world."

Yuan Zhisheng was silent for a moment, "Father, are you reminding me not to show mercy to the fallen?"

"I know you, Zhisheng, have been righteous since childhood, but if you want to hold justice, you have to pay a price. The price is the softest heart of compassion in the heart." The old man said in a deep voice, "I already know about Ye Xue's situation. , You did the right thing, Zhisheng, you are walking firmly on your own path."

"Listen to your tone, Dad, do you know that woman named Miyamoto Noyuki?" Yuan Zhisheng asked.

"Why don't you know each other?" The old man continued to paint, with a flash of reminiscence on his vicissitudes of face, "I saw her on the first day she entered Yanliu Research Institute. She was only 17 years old at that time. It’s like Xia Hua’s age. But that child’s impression to me is as cold as frost and snow, just like her name, her life is like Bao Ying, and she is also like Ye Xue. She speaks very little, and there is something hidden in her eyes all the time. At that time, I couldn’t see through it. Only now did I realize that her eyes had been reflecting the shadow of the world, and that world was beautiful, with sunshine, cities, and forests...but it didn’t have her own.”

Yuan Zhisheng thought of it for no reason, what Miyamoto Noyuki said... came to this world without telling everyone, living in a place where the sun can't shine... It turns out that she has really excluded herself from the beauty of the world , has been wandering on the edge of human society and "ghosts", neither has the standpoint of being a human, but when she really degenerates into a "ghost", she is so unwilling, so she is so stubborn?

The five years she really lived means the five years she lived in this world as a "human". For her who was born as a ghost, what kind of luxury is it to live one more moment in her short life?
I probably won't understand it for the rest of my life, because it is the fate of the sky, and the sun shines when I am born, and she is two extremes.

"The fate of a law enforcement officer is really tiring. Compassion is also a part of my heart. Every time I kill a person, a part of my heart will be worn away. It hurts, dad." Yuanzhi smiled wryly, "Sure enough I would still prefer to go to France. I met a French friend online and he has a little suntan lotion shop on Montalive beach...he is living the life of my dreams.”

"The nudist beach famous for not having to wear clothes?"

"That's right, every summer he goes to the beach to run his small shop. He doesn't need to wear clothes all summer. He wears a pair of beach pants and a sun hat and walks back and forth on the soft sand. He can see thousands of beautiful women a day. Sometimes when I see a girl I like, I strike up a conversation and ask them if they want to help apply free sunscreen. I paint my hands from the girl's swan-like neck to her ankles in one go, just like riding a roller coaster that makes people dizzy ...He described it to me like this." Yuan Zhisheng said yearningly, "After the summer, he will go to Paris to receive unemployment benefits. In short, he will not starve to death, and he will not have to worry about life... The more I think about it, the more I feel jealous. That guy is completely Live my life, bastard!"

"Bastard! As the director of the executive bureau, does the dream of a man just put sunscreen on women on the beach in summer?" Illuminating more people..."

"I know, I know all about it." Yuan Zhisheng sighed, "Let's not talk about this, I want to ask someone else, the former director of the executive bureau, Miyamoto Noyuki's brother, Dad, you should be very happy. Do you understand? When he left office, I hadn't come to my house, and the older generation in my family didn't seem to talk about him."

"Kenjiro?" A fleeting gleam flashed in the eyes of the old man, "Let's not talk about this man today, talk about him, I probably can't maintain my current state of mind to paint."

Seeing the secretiveness on the old man's face, Yuan Zhisheng nodded slightly, "Okay, okay, let's talk about the business, about the commissioner of this headquarters."

"In the afternoon, the head of the branch sent me an urgent message. The principal sent an elite team to Tokyo on the grounds that they detected the heartbeat of a suspected ancient dragon embryo in the depths of the Japan Trench." The old man said, "The plan is to use The deep submersible delivered the refined sulfur bomb to 8000 meters of water, and they were going to blow up the embryo manually. The deep submersible set off two days ago, and it is now in the port of Tokyo to test the simulation. As for the team, they are already on the plane , is expected to arrive in three hours."

"Will that team come to oversee the work?"

"No, they are in charge of diving. The deep submersibles are also manufactured by the headquarters. Schneider, the director of the executive department, is in charge of transoceanic command, and Norma replaces Kaguya Ji as the supervisor." The old man said, "We are responsible for other parts of the mission. Side doesn't seem to trust us."

"We have never relied on them, and none of the Snake and Eight families accepted gifts from the headquarters when they were at their worst. Could their attitude be too presumptuous?" Yuan Zhisheng was half surprised and half angry.

"Son, you are still young, and no one has looked up some of the ancient almanacs in the family, so you don't know about them." The old man stared at the picture scroll, his pupils were as black as lacquer, "Not all families have never had contact with the headquarters. , the other people in this department are nothing to be afraid of, except for that man named Anger..."

"Decades have passed, and he is still living in this world, and still holds the title of the strongest dragon slayer in the world. As long as he does not die, the headquarters will be like a mountain on top of us. Today, this The mountain... finally collapsed." The old man said, "That man wanted to slaughter all the dragons in the world, and 'God' was no exception. She is dead, and there is her grave, even though our gods are all descended from her blood ...Destroy the burial place of the gods, we cannot indulge a dead person crawling out of the grave!"

"Are you really going to do this... cut off history?" Yuan Zhisheng took a long time to say this short sentence.

"As for history, it's good to keep it in mythology and history books. Tragedy repeating itself is not history, it's tragedy."

"This will be a tough battle, a lot of blood will be shed, a lot of people will die, and we may not win in the end. Once we lose... the world will be turned upside down!"

"That is the fate of this world."

"It's really tragic words, just like the last man standing on the battlefield told this world that is about to be destroyed, saying, you are hopeless, this is your fate." Yuan Zhisheng smiled wryly.

"The fate of the world should not be destruction, and the fate of the family should not be bloodshed." The old man sighed, "That's why we must destroy the burial place of the gods. We have inherited power from the white emperor, and power is both a gift and a curse. She created the rising sun, all things that grow, and the dreamlike world, which we guard, but at the same time, she also created the icy moon, the cold sand of dry bones and the eternal yellow spring, which is what the ghosts are chasing. She is hiding in her grave and watching us, wearing the funeral clothes of the dead, covered with rust patterns of skulls and maggots. She is smiling secretly, watching us fight, watching us bleed, and one day she will be back again Returning to the human world, the price is to drag all her descendants into hell."

"Sounds creepy, like eating people."

"Yes, it is eating people, eating us, the kingdom of the underworld is full, and the 'god' will come back to life by stepping on our dead bones. It is a rotting corpse full of maggots, wearing colorful shrouds." The old man The voice was like thunder, "To break free from the bloody fate she arranged for us, the first step is to hold the fate in our own hands. We need to change so that people like you who don't want to be the fate of Amaterasu can't Kill the ghost again, so that a child like Ye Xue who doesn't want to be a 'ghost' can be born as a human."

"If it succeeds, will I be able to get rid of the identity of the young master and the fate of Amaterasu, and go to France to sell sunscreen?"

"Stinky boy, is it just for once and for all? Are your expectations and entrustments to you worth nothing?" If we can survive the war, let's go to France, but if we fail, then let old people like me die first. Have you heard the story of Yugong Yishan? You have to lead people to fight against fate as a patriarch , descendants and grandchildren are endless."

"It's really an inspirational story, but it sounds tormenting." Yuan Zhisheng frowned bitterly.

"The team sent by the headquarters, it is said that the three are the most beloved students of Angers, and they claim to be the ace card of 'even facing the Dragon King class'." Pulled out a stack of files, "Suddenly remembered, here is their information."

Yuan Zhisheng looked at the ink-stained resume under the drawing paper, and took it with a black face.He flipped through it casually, from the first page to the last page, his brows furrowed more and more tightly.In the last few pages, most of the commissioner named Lu Mingfei was blacked out and couldn’t be seen clearly, but it could be vaguely seen that the text was not long, and it was true, even though he was an "S" grade, but he was only a freshman who had just entered his sophomore year. .

"They are still children who haven't graduated yet. Do they really understand what they are about to face?"

If there is no ink, then Yuan Zhisheng will probably see the information about Lu Mingfei, except for the basic overview, the other content is only a two-word description - "Top Secret".

"But their pedigree is very good. Except for you and Erika, we probably can't find any young people who are better than them." The old man said, "At least Angers has never missed people's eyes. Although those young people I don't have much experience, but there must be something special. Especially that Lu Mingfei, he is known as a genius who has been born in the secret party for decades. You should not be underestimated, and you are our genius, and you are also rivals to each other."

"Opponents? I haven't had an opponent so far, and I don't know how to compete." Yuan Zhisheng thought for a while, "Beat them up and laugh at their weakness? Opponents are probably like this?"

"Can you read less middle school cartoons? I don't like to let you read them since I was a child, and I'm afraid you will say that I deprived you of your childhood. You are a man who wants to be the head of the family." The old man smiled bitterly, "Remember, treat this department Those who are here should be treated preferentially, as guests."

"Okay, then I know what's going on, and I just try to meet their demands." Yuan Zhisheng wrapped his windbreaker tightly, "By the way, dad, how is Eliyi's condition?"

"It's pretty stable. It seems that I dreamed that something wonderful is coming." The old man took a sip of his spirits, picked up the paper he had finished painting, and looked at it carefully.

Most of the originally plain white paper was stained black by messy ink pens, like a huge... ghostly drawn talisman.

"I have to say, Dad, your painting skills have deteriorated too much." Yuan Zhisheng left after leaving this sentence.

After he left, Tachibana Masamune spit out the spirit in his mouth on the paper, and the real drawing was soaked in the warm wine before it appeared.

It turns out that the black part is the blank space, and the black color is the background, which outlines the vast land of the world and is the background.In the center of the drawing paper, a huge white dragon enveloped the world.

Against the shadow of the dragon, the flame swayed in the pupils of the old man, like a living thing.

(End of this chapter)