Demon Fox: Open the treasure chest from one person

Chapter 297 Symposium

On the outskirts of Osaka, in a courtyard not far from the Bliss Museum, Dongfang Haoyue and his party, who had just left the battle scene, arrived here under the leadership of Kazama Liuli, filed in and sat around a long table in the hall .

Apart from Dongfang Haoyue's group of four, Yuan Zhisheng, and Yuan Zhinv, there were no other people present at this symposium. Sakurai Kogure and Crow Yasha Sakura went to the next room to stay.

After all, what they were going to talk about next was not suitable for these subordinates to listen to.

The seating arrangement at the scene was also very interesting. Dongfang Haoyue and Lu Mingfei were sitting together, opposite them were Kaiser and Chu Zihang, and the brothers Yuan Zhisheng and Fengjian Liuli were sitting opposite each other. They were obviously brothers. But more like two strangers.

After Sakurai Kogure served everyone a cup of hot tea like a maid in a landlord's house, this symposium that shouldn't have existed kicked off.

The only protagonist of this symposium can only be Kazama Ruri, or Yuan Zhinu, who holds a lot of information, so he has become the focus of everyone's attention from the very beginning.

Caesar was the first to speak and asked:
"Here, what should we call you? Yuanzhinv? Kazama Liuli? Or just call you Lord Dragon King?"

Yuan Zhinv smiled, she looked a little charming against the background of his heavy makeup at this time, her pupils were shining brightly, and she would definitely make a lot of sluts scream outside, he said softly:
"Dragon King is just my identity in the ghost crowd, not my name. Now, you can call me Kazama Liuli, at least for the time being, I'm still him."

Hearing Feng Jian Liuli's words, all the people present except Dongfang Haoyue frowned, they didn't understand what it meant to be "he for the time being", was Feng Jian Liuli playing tricks?
Chu Zihang then asked:
"You said just now that you want to cooperate with Dongfang Haoyue? You are the high-ranking member of the Ghost Clan. As a dangerous mixed-race organization, the Ghost Clan is the enemy of our academy. What do you want to cooperate with us?"

Kazama Liuli nodded, and said with the hatred in her eyes again:

"That's right, I want to cooperate with you, to be precise, to cooperate with Dongfang Haoyue, and kill the king together!"

Chu Zihang frowned and said:

"Why? In Japanese shogi, the king is the biggest chess piece, so the king should have the same status as the head of everyone, and you are the dragon king, the second in command of the fierce ghosts. Why do you want to kill him?"

Kazama Liuli didn't answer Chu Zihang's question immediately, but stood up, took out a slender ebony and silver-embedded cigarette pouch from the side cabinet, filled it with some shredded raw tobacco, and then Walking back to the table, he said:
"It's a long story to explain this question, do you mind if I answer while smoking?"

Dongfang Haoyue turned her head and glanced at Caesar, who likes to smoke cigars, and Chu Zihang, who was expressionless. She felt that neither of them would mind, so she shrugged her shoulders and replied:
"It's okay, please go ahead."

On the other hand, Yuan Zhisheng frowned when he saw this, as if he didn't want to let Kazama Ruri smoke, but in the end he still didn't say anything, after all, he is no longer the brother of the other party, and he has no position to control the other party.

Kazama Ruri nodded politely and said thank you, then lit the pipe, took a deep breath and slowly exhaled a curl of white smoke, and then continued:
"Before explaining this question, please listen to me tell three stories. I think you will be very interested in these three stories."

Caesar was a little dissatisfied with Fengjian Liuli's failure to answer the question directly, but seeing that neither Dongfang Haoyue nor Chu Zihang expressed any objection, he didn't say anything.

Kazama Ruri took a puff of cigarette and asked:
"Several, you have been in Japan from Kassel College for a while, have you visited the headquarters of our family, the Genji Heavy Industries Building?"

Lu Mingfei, who had been listening for a long time, finally heard a topic that he could get into. During this period of time, under the arrangement of Dongfang Haoyue, he can say that he visited the Genji Heavy Industry Building all over the place. Among the four people, he was the right one. The mansion is the most familiar, so he couldn't wait to say:

"Of course, I have visited the Genji Heavy Industries Building several times. Is there any problem?"

Kazama Liuli seemed very happy with Lu Mingfei's support. He turned his head and smiled at Lu Mingfei in a friendly manner, then asked:

"In the Genji Heavy Industries Building, there is a floor where many ancient murals are preserved. Have you ever visited it?"

Lu Mingfei nodded and said:

"Of course there is. The four of us seem to have visited that floor together. At that time, your brother was our guide. Each of the ancient paintings in the building is very distinctive and impressive."

And when Yuan Zhisheng heard Yuan Zhinv mention the keyword of ancient painting, his complexion changed slightly, and he had already somewhat guessed what Yuan Zhinv was trying to say.

It stands to reason that he should directly raise the issue right now to stop Yuanzhinv from continuing. After all, what he is going to say next is related to a secret that has been kept for hundreds of years in the Japanese mixed-race world. He has the responsibility to prevent this secret from leaking out, especially not to let the people in the academy know.

But Yuan Zhisheng can only think about it, Dongfang Haoyue is still sitting here, if he dares to make any moves, he may be suppressed by the other party in the next moment, that would be really embarrassing.

Helpless, Yuan Zhisheng could only continue listening with an ugly expression.

What Kazama Ruri said next really confirmed Yuan Zhisheng's conjecture. What he wanted to say was the biggest secret in the Japanese mixed-race world:

"So do you still remember one of the big paintings painted in gold? The content of the painting is that a skeleton and a human form the shape of Pisces, and the skeleton handed over a bone to the human hand."

Lu Mingfei nodded and said:

"Of course I remember. That painting is the most special one among all the paintings. You will never forget it after seeing it. It was painted in gold."

It seems that Lu Mingfei did not expect that the focus of his attention would be on the material of the painting. Kazama Liuli was obviously taken aback for a moment, and then continued with a smile:

“The focus of that painting is not actually the material of the painting, but what is revealed by the content of the painting”

Then, Kazama Ruri followed the content of the painting and told everyone about the origin of the Japanese mixed race and the secrets they had been keeping.

According to legend, the blood of the Japanese mestizo comes from the great White Emperor, Hakuo, also known as the mother goddess of Japanese mythology, Izanami.

The White King bestowed the sacred lineage of the Japanese mixed race, and removed a bone from his body to give to the mixed race. That bone was called the "sacred skeleton" and was enshrined in the Takamahara God Realm by the Japanese mixed race. It is "God".

And as long as the conditions are right, King Bai can be resurrected with the help of this holy skeleton and return to the world.

After listening to Kazama Ruri's narration, Caesar immediately took a deep breath. Caesar, who has studied the history of dragons and achieved an excellent grade A, knows how terrifying the information revealed in this story is.

He turned his head to look at Yuan Zhisheng, and couldn't help but say:

"Is what he said true?"

Facing Caesar's question, Yuan Zhisheng remained silent, but in this case, silence is basically equivalent to acquiescence.

Caesar couldn't help cursing:
"Damn it, you still keep such a dangerous thing? Aren't you afraid that after King Bai is resurrected, Japan will be destroyed directly?
You should tie that thing to a nuclear bomb and blow it up, or just throw it into space with a rocket!Instead of enshrining it and calling it a god! "

Kazama Ruri nodded, seeming to agree with Caesar's statement, and he continued:

"That's right, it's an extremely dangerous thing, it's the bone of a devil, it's also the bone of a god.

It has been passed down from generation to generation in the Eight Sheqi Clans that the White King will bestow his own blood on his descendants after his resurrection to help us evolve into a pure-blood dragon clan.

How wonderful it is to be a dragon. It has a long life, and even if it dies, it can be resurrected in a cocooned way. It has power beyond human beings, and it is born to be a king.

Who would be willing to destroy such a skeleton? "

Hearing this, Yuan Zhisheng finally couldn't help retorting:
"That's just the idea of ​​ordinary people. The ancestor of our Sheqi Bajia, and the ancestor of the White King's blood, Izanagi, he deeply knew the horror of the White King, so he sealed the holy remains and selected them from his descendants. The three most outstanding children were granted the status of sacrificial priests and took care of the holy remains, that is, our inner three families.

For a long time, the Sheqi Bajia, led by the inner three families, has been committed to guarding the seal of the holy remains and preventing the resurrection of the White King. No one can deny the achievements of the Sheqi Bajia. "

Kazama Liuli smiled, and did not deny what Yuan Zhisheng said, but continued following the other party's words:

"That's right, Izanagi sealed the holy remains, but in the end he dug out the holy remains and merged with them again, causing the White King to almost come back to life, isn't it also Izanagi."

Under Kazama Liuli's narration, several people also knew the follow-up of these ancient secrets.

Izanagi did seal the holy skeleton at the beginning, but at that time the holy skeleton had already planted the seeds of temptation in Izanagi's mind.

Therefore, when Izanagi was old and unable to resist the temptation of the holy remains, he dug out the holy remains again and merged with them, becoming the incomplete white king—that is, the first generation of Yamata no Orochi in Japanese mythology.

Fortunately, the arrangement Izanagi made in advance was still effective. His son Susano no Miki used the magic weapon Tian Yu Yu Zhan, which Izanagi had created early, to personally kill Izanagi who had turned into Yamata no Orochi. Let Bai Wang really recover.

But at the end of the story, the life of Susanoo, who had come to the end of his life, was also used by Shengkui, causing Shengkui to recover again and become the second generation Yamata no Orochi.

But this time, it was Izanagi's other two sons, Amaterasu and Tsukiyomi, who sacrificed themselves and sealed the second-generation Yamata Orochi and Takamahara together in the Sea of ​​Japan.

The deep sea cut off the holy remains from contact with any hybrids, making it impossible for him to recover, and the matter came to an end.

After quietly listening to Kazama Ruri's narration, Caesar couldn't help but said again:
"It's really a wonderful story. I didn't expect that your Japanese mythology still hides such amazing secrets. But does this have anything to do with what we are going to talk about today?"

Kazama Ruri took another deep puff of the cigarette pouch, which was supposed to be something the old man would play with, but it unexpectedly fit in his hand, and it was enchanting in its looseness.

The white mist spit out slowly, condensed and condensed, as if a white curtain had wrapped Kazama Liuli, he spoke quietly in the mist:

"Of course it has something to do with it, because the holy skeleton has now recovered again, and behind the scenes, it is the king general, and"

Kazama Liuli took a look at Yuan Zhisheng, and slowly uttered a name that changed his complexion greatly:

"Tachibana Masamune!"

"impossible!"

The moment he heard that name, Yuan Zhisheng immediately jumped up, his hands were already pressed on the scabbard at his waist, as if he was about to draw his sword to cut someone in the next second.

Fortunately, he was fast, someone was faster than him, and Dongfang Haoyue, who was sitting in the same place without anyone seeing clearly, had disappeared, and appeared beside Yuan Zhisheng at some point.

His hands lightly pressed on Yuan Zhisheng's handle, seemingly without force, but Yuan Zhisheng was unable to pull out the long knife at his waist no matter what.

Dongfang Haoyue glanced at Yuan Zhisheng, and said slowly with a calm expression:

"Brother Yuan, don't be so irritable. Anyway, I have heard this, why don't you listen to your brother? If he really lies to me with nonsense, you don't need to do it. I will kill him myself."

Yuan Zhisheng took a deep look at Dongfang Haoyue when he heard the words, the incomparable suppression made him calm down, and then silently returned to his seat.

In fact, Yuan Zhisheng also knew that since Kazama Liuli dared to say what she just said on such an occasion, there must be conclusive evidence, and it could not be groundless.

It's just that the respect for Tachibana Masamune made him subconsciously want to refute, deny, and even impulsively want to take action.

But after he calmed down under Dongfang Haoyue's suppression, he couldn't help wanting to know more, maybe he wanted to find loopholes in Fengjian Liuli's words to refute him, or maybe it was...
In short, after a few seconds of stalemate with Dongfang Haoyue, Yuan Zhisheng sat back in his seat again, fixed his gaze on Kazama Liuli, and waited for him to continue talking.

On the other hand, Kazama Ruri looked at Yuan Zhisheng with a smile on his face. He had known for a long time that it was impossible for Yuan Zhisheng to trust him now, especially when he was going to stand on the opposite side with Tachibana Masamune.

But knowing that he knew, when Yuan Zhisheng wanted to draw his sword at him for Tachibana Masamune, Kazama Liuli still felt a little sore for no reason, and her hatred for the general deepened.

And when Kazema Liuli and Yuan Zhisheng looked at each other affectionately, Chu Zihang, who had been speaking very little, grasped the point again, and asked:
"You just said that the holy skeleton has recovered again, what does that mean?"

Hearing Chu Zihang's words, Kazama Liuli looked away from Yuan Zhisheng, stood up again, took out a file bag that she had prepared a long time ago from the cabinet at the side, and handed it to Chu Zihang.

Everyone could clearly see that a clear badge consisting of a sword and shield, five red stars and a sickle and ax was printed on the somewhat old brown file bag!
(End of this chapter)