Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

In Hong Kong Island, Pattaya, and Kuiana, the Evil Gods seemed to have discussed it, and they responded to the provocation in a very tacit understanding, showing their sharpness.

In a word, if you love someone, you will never get sick!
The determination, ruthlessness, boldness, fearlessness, speed, and iron-bloodedness they displayed really frightened some of the monsters and monsters hiding in the dark.

Among them, the Kuiana Sha gods were particularly tough, and they not only quickly uncovered the mastermind who had sneaked into Georgetown to cause trouble.

They even chased a group of armed forces who entered the country secretly, all the way out of the territory of Kuiana, and directly pursued them into the territory of Bashi.

At the border of Kalo Ebe, the evil gods faced hard steel and defeated an entire supporting force belonging to Bashi as if they were chopping melons and vegetables.

In the end, the armed force that had infiltrated Kuiana was completely killed and their bodies were exposed in the wilderness. Only then was he satisfied, and Shi Shiran went back home, which was so reckless and inhumane.

Hanwen was so excited that he put up a sign on the battlefield and wrote a line of bloody words in Chinese characters.

Anyone who offends me will be killed no matter how far away he is. If he doesn't submit, come and fight!
Although Hanwen's behavior was a bit mean and a bit crazy, it should be said that they did show their authority and boost their morale in this battle!
From then on, the name of the evil gods began to become famous in the dark world, and their reputation was known in all directions. Their unparalleled fighting power and unscrupulous style also made many people sit on pins and needles and have trouble sleeping at night.

At night, when the lanterns first come on, Onoyama Castle is located on the main island of Japan, Gifu Prefecture.

Let us return our perspective to the protagonist Du Weiguo. Onoyama City, as its name suggests, is small and pitiful, with a population of less than 3.

The city has a population of just over 1, which is not even as large as a larger town in China. On the edge of the city, close to Mount Gongen, there is a small, shabby hotel called Hinata.

The Hyuga Hotel is located in a very remote location. It is a two-story wooden building. The house is very old and has only 4 rooms in total.

When you step on the stairs, you will make a creaking groan as if you are overwhelmed. There is a faint smell of decay in the room, which is barely clean.

Even though Onoyama Castle is just a small town, it also has one of the most famous tourist attractions in Japan, Jodoji Temple.

At this moment, the cherry blossoms at Jodo Temple are still blooming and the sunflowers are blooming. It is neither cold nor hot. It is the best time to visit. Tourists from all over the place come to check in. Housing is very tight and it is hard to find a bed.

On the second floor of Hyuga Hotel, the guest room on the west side of the mountain is only about 10 square meters in total. There is not even a bed, only tatami mats.

The furniture was old and simple, even the walls were yellowed and rusty, and there was a faint musty smell in the room.

Du Weiguo spent a lot of money to buy this small and shabby room from other tenants. It was enough to stay in an executive suite of a big hotel.

At this moment, Fujiwara Sakura, the head shrine maiden of Atsuta Shrine, was sitting cross-legged on the floor with a full head of energy, holding a small mirror in her hand, her eyes full of anger.

Her image has changed drastically, almost as if she has changed her head. Even if she were her biological mother, she would probably not be able to recognize her.

The small face is sallow, the eyelids are droopy, the beautiful red phoenix eyes are squeezed into triangles, and there are some inexplicable wrinkles at the corners of the eyes.

Her long, smooth, straight black hair was covered with hair wax, and was tied greasy into an old-fashioned bun on the back of her head.

She was wearing a kimono of quite good quality, but the color was gray and the style looked particularly old. Overall, Fujiwara Sakura looked like a married woman in her 30s.

The more she looked at it, the angrier she became. Fujiwara Sakura's eyes were red. She put down the mirror angrily, bit her back molars, and asked in a low voice:
"Why, why do you want to turn me into this ghost? Why don't you paint your face."

Sitting on the tatami was a man with his hair hanging down, covering his forehead, and wearing a pair of earthy black-rimmed glasses, covering his eyes and the bridge of his nose.

The man was wearing a decent blue satin kimono, slightly hunched over, and had a cigarette in his mouth. Naturally, he was Du Weiguo after cross-dressing.

Obviously, their current persona is that of a middle-aged Japanese couple with a little money. For this reason, Du Weiguo also gave himself a Japanese name, Sakuragi Hanamichi, hey.

Hearing Fujiwara Sakura's question, Du Weiguo slowly exhaled the smoke, glanced at her angrily, and tugged on the collar of his kimono with some disgust, his tone full of impatience:

"You still have the nerve to be picky. Do you think anyone is willing to put makeup on you? It's not because you are useless and can't walk. Otherwise, by now, I would have arrived at Yujing Mountain. "

Fujiwara Sakura, a girl who knows nothing about the world, had competed with Du Weiguo in a speed competition before, but she was so tired that she lost strength, fainted, and almost burped.

Not only that, she also had multiple muscle strains. Although her physique was far better than that of ordinary people, she could move freely by noon.

However, he persisted until evening, and after continuing to advance for dozens of kilometers in the jungle, the old injury recurred, and he could no longer walk no matter what.

No matter how ruthless Du Weiguo was, he was still a human being and could not carry Fujiwara Sakura on his back for hundreds of kilometers on a mountain road.

We can't just leave this little girl in the wilderness to die. We have no choice but to deal with her overnight in Ono Castle.

I was already so tired that I felt like I was dying, my whole body ached as if I was falling apart, and I was even transformed into an ugly appearance that was neither human nor ghost.

Fujiwara Sakura, who had never experienced hardship after making a complaint and being criticized and scolded mercilessly, her eyes immediately turned red and she was about to cry.

Seeing that she was about to cry, Du Weiguo felt even more disgusted. With a move of his finger, he flicked the cigarette butt into pieces in the air and warned in a cold tone:

"Don't cry, and don't wipe your face with your hands. Your makeup will fade. If your whereabouts are exposed, I will leave you here to fend for yourself."

Fujiwara Sakura's voice was hoarse, and she was still crying: "You, why do you hate me so much?"

Du Weiguo didn't even look at her and replied coldly:
"It's not that I hate you, but I despise all companions who can only hold you back. Therefore, I would always rather walk alone."

"I, I~"

Fujiwara Sakura was about to defend herself when suddenly there was a sound of footsteps at the door, followed by a gentle knock on the door, and an old woman's voice:

"Sir, Madam, the dinner you requested is ready. Do you want to eat in the room or go to the restaurant downstairs?"

Fujiwara Sakura forgot about her sadness at this moment, and subconsciously clenched the corners of her clothes like a frightened little rabbit.

He looked at Du Weiguo nervously. After all, this little girl had never experienced it before. It was her first time to act in drag, so she was inevitably worried.

Du Weiguo glared at her coldly, raised his hand and made a gesture to her. Fujiwara Sakura understood, took a deep breath, and answered with a steady voice:
"We'll just have dinner in the room, please, grandma."

"Okay, sir, madam, please wait~"

The old voice was very polite, and the steps gradually moved away. Fujiwara Sakura took a long breath and patted her turbulent chest.

"Your Excellency Sha Shen, I, I am not a burden to you. I admit that I overestimated my ability when I was stuck in the fight with you before. From now on, I will try my best to be your help."

Regarding Fujiwara Sakura's heroic words, Du Weiguo smacked his lips noncommittally:
"Okay, Fujiwara Sakura, stop making vows and make wishes, and quickly set the table. Aren't you already hungry? Your stomach is as loud as thunder, deafening."

Upon hearing this, Fujiwara Sakura's cheeks immediately turned red and she was extremely embarrassed. She lowered her eyelids and pursed her lips. She stood up and silently went to get the table from the wall.

She was really hungry right now. After wolfing down a roasted rabbit in the morning, she couldn't hold back her tiredness and fell asleep again.

I didn't eat anything at noon. After I woke up, I braced myself and followed Du Weiguo on the nearly [-]-mile mountain road. I was so hungry that my chest pressed against my back, and my stomach kept growling all the time.

This hotel only provides two meals for dinner, one is tonkotsu ramen and the other is tonkotsu rice bowl. The taste is acceptable and the portion is large enough.

Although Du Weiguo is not picky about food, he prefers rice. After struggling for a long time, he was indeed a little hungry, so he ordered two tonkotsu rice bowls, and Fujiwara Sakura also gave in to two bowls of ramen.

The pork here in Japan uses pork plum meat. The cooking method is somewhere between the barbecued pork and braised pork in Hong Kong. The taste is mainly sweet and salty, and it can be eaten with rice.

Du Weiguo only took one bite before his brows furrowed slightly, his eyes became a little strange, and he glanced up at Fujiwara Sakura who was eating a delicious meal.

This little girl is really hungry. She has a superhuman physique and eats a lot. Today she has consumed a huge amount of energy and has to repair hidden injuries. All of these require food to replenish energy.

After this little girl finished a whole bowl of ramen without opening her eyes or raising her head, she realized that Du Weiguo was not eating, but was looking at her with a playful expression.

She was thin-skinned and blushed instantly. With a sly expression, she asked softly:,

"Sha, Your Excellency Sha Shen, am I too rude with my eating habits? Sorry, I, I'm too hungry, I'm rude~~"

Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows with unknown meaning, showed a playful smile, and knocked his rice bowl with a wooden spoon:
"No, I just suddenly thought of something and got a little distracted. Okay, let's eat quickly and go to bed early."

After saying that, Du Weiguo lowered his head, scooped up a full spoonful of rice, put it into his mouth and started chewing it.

Fujiwara Sakura secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that Du Weiguo really didn't look at her anymore, she picked up the second bowl of ramen.

However, she deliberately slowed down her eating speed, no longer wolfing down the noodles, but slurping them in small mouthfuls, showing off a ladylike attitude.

After a while, after drinking and eating, all the food was gone. Du Weiguo had a cigarette in his mouth and looked at Fujiwara Sakura opposite him with a playful look.

The little girl's head was moving little by little, her eyes were half-open and half-closed, and her eyes were blurred. She tried her best to hold her chin up so that she didn't lie on the table.Du Weiguo exhaled the smoke, his eyes were full of smiles, and he asked in a teasing tone: "Are you sleepy?"

"Well, I, I'm not sleepy~~"

Fujiwara Sakura's voice was erratic and seemed extremely far away, almost half asleep. Du Weiguo curled up the corner of his mouth and said softly:
"Okay, don't hold on if you're sleepy. Go to sleep quickly. We have to go on the road tomorrow."

"Oh~Okay~Gudong~"

The hanging breath was exhausted. Before Fujiwara Sakura could say anything, she fell on the table and snored almost at the same time.

"Huh~"

Du Weiguo sneered and whispered to himself:
"With your brain, you probably don't even have two taels of money, and you still want to enter the world. Eight kidneys are probably not enough for others.

Damn it, I've been on bad luck lately, I can run into shady shops at any time, okay, I have nothing to do, so I'll play with you. "

After saying that, Du Weiguo crushed the cigarette butt, flicked it on the switch to turn off the light, then simply cleared the table to make a clean space, then slowly lay on it, and soon began to snore.

After a while, around midnight, the small hotel was silent, and suddenly there was a rustling of footsteps outside the door.

"scoff~"

A sharp thin blade suddenly stretched out from the crack of the door, slowly moved to the door bolt, and gently moved it.

Here in Japan, most of them are sliding sliding doors, which are locked from the inside with something like a door bolt. There is no technical content and it is very easy to pry open.

"click~"

With a soft sound, the copper door bolt was pried open, the sliding door was silently opened from the outside, and two figures flashed into the house.

These two guys, one tall and one short, one fat and one thin, the tall and thin guy and the short fat guy, after they entered the house, they did not turn on the lights.

The tall and thin man held a dim kerosene lamp in his hand, while the short fat man held a short knife with a cold light in his hand.

The tall and thin man held a coal lamp and swung it above the table. When he saw Du Weiguo and the others sleeping like dead pigs, he immediately laughed arrogantly and said in a cheerful tone:

"These two fools have really good appetites. They actually ate all the extra ingredients in their dinner."

As he spoke, he kicked the sleeping Fujiwara Sakura with his foot and said in a lewd tone:

"Made, this girl has a good figure, but her face is too ugly, tsk, but it doesn't matter, it's the same even if the lights are off, hehe."

As he spoke, the tall and thin man slowly squatted down and reached out to grab Fujiwara Sakura's chest. The short fat man finally spoke, his tone trembling slightly:
"Jianwu, stop messing around and search their wallets quickly. This man is tall and strong. If he wakes up later~"

"Cut~"

The tall and thin man sneered and knocked the empty bowl on the table with the base of the coal lamp, his tone full of disapproval:

"Wake up? Hao Er, why are you talking in your sleep? This stupid pig has eaten so much that even a cow, let alone a human, has to sleep for a few days.

We have to kill them in a while anyway, so why not let me feel good while it's still warm, or else I'll have to fuck the corpse, which is cold and not fun at all. "

Hearing him speak, the short fat man trembled again and his tone was a bit stuttering:
"Jianwu, my mother-in-law just told me that we have a lot of work today, so let's be more efficient, so don't~~"

"Boom!"

The tall and thin man placed the kerosene lamp heavily on the table, took out a sharp and slender sword from his arms, and cursed in a low voice:

"Shut up! Hao Er, you pig, if you dare to talk nonsense again and spoil the fun, I will kill you first. My mother-in-law is nothing, if you make me unhappy, I will stab her to death first!"

The short fat man named Hao Er seemed to be afraid of him. He was trembling all over and dared not speak. But at this moment, a deep and old voice suddenly rang at the door:

"What, Murakami Kengo, you want to kill me?"

With the help of the weak light of the kerosene lamp, an old woman with a hunched back and wrinkles on her face, as if she was about to burp at any moment, slowly walked in from the door.

The turbid old eyes were flashing with a vague yellow light, which looked particularly penetrating. The tall and thin Murakami Kengo's expression suddenly became stern, and he broke out in cold sweat. He replied tremblingly:
"Po, grandma, I, I don't have it, I don't dare~"

The old woman smiled sideways:
"Haha~ I don't dare, Murakami Kengo, do you think I'm so old that I'm going to die soon, so you ignore me and treat everything I say as farts?"

"I didn't~uh~"

Just as Murakami Kengo was about to defend himself, the dying old woman suddenly had a flash of yellow light in her eyes, and her entire pupils turned yellow.

At the same time, like a ghost, she suddenly jumped in front of him, raised her hand and punched him in the stomach.

Caught off guard, Murakami Kengo groaned, arched his waist like a prawn, his face was twisted, and the ribs in his hands fell to the ground.

But the old woman didn't stop there. While the tall and thin man bowed his head, the old woman suddenly flicked her fingers like a knife, and quickly thrust her black and sharp fingernails into his eyeballs.

"Ah~"

Murakami Kengo screamed, but he stopped abruptly in the middle of his scream. At this moment, two fingernails as black as knives and smelling fishy were only a centimeter away from his eyes.

The old woman's voice was cold and her tone was faint: "For the last time, if you dare to speak rudely to me again, you will die."

"Yes, yes, mother-in-law, I will never disobey your orders or disrespect you, for sure~"

Murakami Kengo narrowly escaped death and was so frightened that he almost lost control on the spot. He knelt on the ground, clutching his stomach, lowering his eyebrows and hurriedly showing his loyalty.

"Hmph, that's it. Let's get to work quickly. There are a lot of fat pigs tonight. Don't waste your time. It will be dawn soon."

The old woman snorted coldly and ordered impatiently. Murakami Kengo nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, mother-in-law, I will work now."

After saying that, he picked up the ribs on the ground, with a fierce look in his eyes, and shoved them towards Fujiwara Sakura's ribs regardless.

Needless to say, Murakami Kengo's sword was fast, hard, and very precise. It penetrated diagonally upward from the third and fourth ribs of the left rib.

Using the knife in this way can pierce the heart instantly, and then quickly pull out the knife without causing blood to flow all over the floor. It can be regarded as a very professional killing method, clean and neat.

It can be seen that this guy must have done this kind of thing before. At this moment, in the darkness, a shrill cold light suddenly lit up.

"Bangdang~"

The narrow rib in Murakami Kengo's hand fell to the ground together with his right hand. It was not until this moment that he realized what he was doing and let out a shrill wail.

"Ah~"

The old woman reacted quickly. The moment the cold light suddenly appeared, her pupils shrank, yellow light flashed, she opened her sharp blade-like fingers, and suddenly jumped into the air, like a wild beast, and rushed towards Du Weiguo.

"Ow~"

At the same time, the old woman also let out a roar similar to that of a wild beast, which was extremely penetrating and seductive.

Hearing this howl, the short fat man and the tall and thin man whose hand was amputated immediately rolled their eyelids and fell to the ground. Obviously, this roar contained a spiritual attack.

This old woman is no ordinary person!She is a miko, a miko who can be possessed by wild gods.

However, these methods were meaningless to Du Weiguo now. He didn't even feel anything strange, just like the breeze blowing on his face.

Facing the old woman's fierce attack, she just waved her hand in an instant, and the violent roar exploded instantly:
"Hey~"

The dim cold light flashed away, and the old woman was in the air. She had no time to react, and despair flashed in her dark yellow eyes.

"puff!"

In the next moment, the small Tang knife had penetrated her forehead. With a pop, the old woman hit the ground heavily. The yellow light in her eyes disappeared, and she returned to Amaterasu's arms without even saying a word.

Du Weiguo lazily stood up, shook his slightly sore arm with a leisurely look, and said in a joking tone:
"Damn, it's not only a shady store, but it's also a ghost store created by a yellow man. He actually dares to make gestures in front of me. I'm really tired of living." (End of Chapter)