I Became an Anonymous Boss

Ordinary people can't smell it, but he can smell it very clearly. It is a kind of blood, full of decaying blood.

The last time I came here, the smell of blood was quite fresh, like a bowl of chicken blood that was starting to go bad, but this time, the smell has become stronger and more disgusting.

This smell is a warning, invisible but reminds Shirataki that unclean things are lingering around the mountain temple.

In addition to the smell, there was also the sound of footsteps, something stepped on the soil, crushed the branches under the feet, and the dead branches and leaves were crushed.

The sound of the wind became louder, the branches and leaves shook more and more violently, the singing of insects and birds could not be heard in the forest, and the originally lively night insect singing would stop in an instant.

Beyond one door there was nothing in the pitch-black mountains, the smell of decay wafted from the impenetrable darkness, and then even the sound of walking disappeared.

In the darkness, everything became extremely quiet, but the smell did not disappear.

Shirataki knows...

It squatted on the bluestone outside the mountain temple, passed the door, and looked at itself sitting under the tiger mountain statue.

Those blood-red eyes revealed a strong appetite caused by hunger and thirst.

Quietly, Shirataki grasped the sword, with his palm against the scabbard, his thumb against the sword grid, his nerves tensed, and he was ready to draw the sword at any time.

...it won't come in.

Although I know it, if I don't hold the sword, I don't feel safe in my heart.

About a quarter of an hour passed, as if its patience had run out prematurely.

The footsteps were heavy and light on the mountain road, and the smell also went away.

...it's gone.

...I left earlier than usual today, and usually stay at least an hour.

Shirataki's sense of urgency gradually dissipated, and in such a short period of time, cold sweat had soaked his back.

He got up from the futon, once the other party left, he would no longer linger around here, and he could move outside for a while.

It should not be too long, ten minutes at most.

Self-defense weapons should also be carried to avoid accidents.

Bai Taki walked out of the mountain temple and closed the door of the room, he was going to go to the toilet and change clothes.

The traveler didn't notice that when he walked out the door with the sword in hand, Lan Xiangxue had already opened her eyes, she pursed her lips, and then closed her eyes again.

……

Three figures in black coats shuttled among the mountains and forests.

They wore black masks on their faces, and the masks were black bones with fangs bared.

They are hounds, hounds of Bloody House.

There are two special organizations in the Bloody Clothes Building, named Eagles and Dogs.

Eagles are eyes and ears, responsible for detecting intelligence; dogs are tracking, responsible for chasing targets.

The Eagle Dog is different from the killers bred by the Bloody House, but an organization responsible for tracking the killers.

In order to prevent the assassins from betraying, the eagle dog is a necessary existence to restrain the group of killers, and sometimes it is also responsible for disposing of some killers.

This time, what Xueyilou wants to kill is one of the only three Tianzi brand killers in Xueyilou, code-named 'Xiangxue'.

People in the rivers and lakes call it 'Scented Blood Girl' or 'Scented Blood Witch'.

Her progress is too fast, and she is far from seeing the limit.

Seeing that her potential is unfathomable and difficult to control, the landlord in blood clothes is worried that she will change if she stays, so she devises a plan.

This diabolical plan triggered a horrific war of congenitals.

The nine innates all participated in the plan to encircle and suppress Xiangxue.

In the end, the three innates died, but the Tianzi assassin was not left behind.

The landlord in blood clothes said that he must not leave future troubles, and sent eagle dogs to track it down.

Lan Xiangxue fled all the way, but failed to erase the traces in time. In the end, three hounds found her blood stains and reported them to Falcon.

In one day at the latest, the experts from the Bloody Clothes Building will arrive.

And they are continuing to search for the whereabouts of Xiangxue in the mountains.

They have already found the remaining traces of footsteps, and judging from the bloodstains and footprints that she is extremely weak, maybe even just hounds have a chance to bite off her neck, which made the three hounds unable to hold back the idea of ​​trying.

But they didn't realize at all that they were walking towards death step by step.

The hounds had a keen sense of smell, but they couldn't smell the smell of decaying flesh and blood in the air. One member even took a deep breath of the fresh air after the mountain rain.

The moment he took a deep breath, something jumped out of the darkness.

There was the sound of piercing through the forest and breaking leaves in the forest, and a member of the hound was dragged into the darkness by an arm exuding black magic energy.

Immediately after was the second one, one of his arms was directly torn off.

The rapier hidden in the sleeve fell to the ground, stained with bloodstains.

The third hound had a premonition that his death was approaching, and hurriedly wanted to light the wolf smoke in his hand.

But before he could ignite it, the beacon pipe had been torn off along with an arm and fell to the ground.

He saw a monster that he had never seen before, and before he could make a scream, he was already bitten off by the bloody mouth.

After a click, the blood spilled all over the ground, and the crunchy chewing sound echoed in the forest.

……

In the early morning of the next day, Lan Xiangxue woke up leisurely amidst the melodious chirping of an eagle.

In the end, she still couldn't resist the drowsiness brought on by exhaustion, but she slept soundly that night.

It was not in his own safe house, nor did he set up any alarm mechanism, he was not surrounded by countless traps, he didn't have to get up and check his door and residence several times, but he just closed his eyes, opened them, and then it was dawn.

As soon as she got up, she smelled a sweet fragrance.

"Good morning." Shirataki greeted.

"Good morning." Lan Xiangxue responded awkwardly, she hadn't greeted anyone like this for a long time.

"I warmed up a can of porridge, try it?" Shirataki took out a can of eight-treasure porridge.

"Thank you..." Lan Xiangxue took the lukewarm metal can, seeing this round metal structure for the first time, took a mouthful of purple porridge with a spoon, the sweet taste melted from her mouth, she narrowed her eyes ... This taste reminded her of the sweet-scented osmanthus porridge she had eaten when she was a child. Compared with the breakfast of "a cold bigu pill and half a bottle of bitter medicine" in the past, this porridge is much more delicious.At least, it's a warm taste.

She ate this breakfast very slowly, and she deliberately ate slowly, perhaps to cherish the taste of nostalgia, or perhaps to cherish the hard-won stable time.

But Lan Xiangxue noticed a detail, she noticed that Bai Taki's clothes were different from yesterday's.

Son, have you changed your clothes?

Shirataki was not surprised to notice her gaze.

This outfit is a gray trench coat, modern wear, different materials and different styles.

Since he was going back to his hometown in another day and night, he changed into this suit ahead of time.

He said casually: "I accidentally stained my coat a little yesterday. I like to clean it better, so I simply changed it."

Lan Xiangxue didn't press the question, but she knew that this sentence was prevaricating herself.

She still remembered that before she fell asleep, she saw Bai Taki going out with a sword in hand, and the young master stayed outside for about half a stick of incense.

During this period of time, he must have gone where and what he did, but he deliberately didn't say anything and concealed himself.

There must be some reason, or rather, something happened.

Lan Xiangxue had a guess.

Could it be that……

Chapter 6 I haven't said anything yet!

There are two possibilities.

The first possibility is that you have been betrayed.

But this possibility is very small. If he wants to kill himself, he has already had a chance.

The pursuit of Xueyilou does not matter life or death, even the dead self is more important than the living one.

The second possibility...

Lan Xiangxue opened her eyes and ended her breath adjustment.

After a night of rest, the cultivation of true qi has recovered to [-]%, which is enough to protect himself if he does not encounter a strong enemy.

Shirataki said, "You look good."

She said gratefully: "If there is no son, I would not be able to recover so quickly."

Bai Taki nodded silently in his heart, this girl knows how to repay her kindness, and he doesn't need to go around in circles.

"According to what I said yesterday, since you have recovered, prepare yourself and leave here."

"The mountain temple is not a good place to stay. Although it is safe, it is not suitable for staying for a long time."

"When you leave here and walk out of this mountain, you will be free. The sea is wide enough for fish to jump, the sky is high for birds to fly, the world is so big, you can go wherever you want."

He was urging the other party to send him a letter earlier, and he was saying these words from the bottom of his heart.

After staying in this temple these days, he was already bored and began to practice hand-carving.

…No electricity, no internet, it’s so boring that it makes people yawn. I’ve done so many sets of real test papers, and finished my graduation thesis with paper and pen. I really regret not bringing the model I just bought to assemble.

... Even if it is the best scenery, I will get tired of looking at it. If I continue to stay here for a long time, I really have to consider whether to bring an instrument to practice. Practice a suona and play coffin songs to the blood demon all day long. Blessings It died early.

Thinking of this, Shirataki's expression turned slightly melancholy, and he said, "I won't say anything more, just some words before saying goodbye, don't need to say too complicated, in short...you just know what I mean."

Lan Xiangxue said solemnly: "I understand what you mean, young master."

. . . This is exhortation and warning.

... The young master warned himself not to look back, to leave this mountain, and stay away from the mountain temple.

...His expression was so dignified and even melancholy, he must have had a premonition of what was coming.

Lan Xiangxue clenched her sleeves tightly.