The people on the helicopter threw down the rope ladder, and the people who came to pick them up finally arrived.

At this time, a gray-haired old man rode a bicycle and passed by Gu Chen and the two of them. He carried a heavy suitcase on the bicycle seat. Judging from the cloth tied on his head, he looked like a ramen chef.

Gu Chen couldn't help but froze for a moment after seeing the old man with wrinkles on his face. The latter didn't seem to see him at all and pedaled hard to escape in the rain.

Yuan Zhisheng didn't like eating ramen very much, and he wasn't particularly familiar with a certain ramen chef, but he suddenly felt that this ramen chef looked a bit familiar.

For a moment, the two people looked at each other twice, but as the helicopter took off, they still went in different directions.

"Go to the shrine." In the cabin, Yuan Zhisheng looked at all the living beings below.

After noticing Gu Chen's gaze, he added: "I'm going to get something, and I also need to explain some things."

Later, the helicopter's rotor tore through the rain curtain, and the silence in the mountains was broken.

Gu Chen and Yu Tong jumped off the plane together, and the priests in white stood side by side under the eaves to greet them. The rainwater in front of the eaves hung in front of them like a transparent curtain.

The mottled Buddha face is exposed in front of the shrine, and the rainwater collects and falls between the Buddha's brows and eyes, making people mistakenly think that it is crying.

Yuan Zhisheng did not have any religious beliefs, but tonight he suddenly wanted to buy a stick of incense, so he stretched out his hand into the rain, and immediately three lit incense sticks were handed to him.

He put the incense stick directly into the incense burner without giving any blessing.

He slowly sat down in front of the ink screen, facing the open door of the palace, and the violent storm rushed in.

The priests surrounded him, stripped off their white cassocks, and bowed deeply.

Under the cassock is a black suit and a white tie. This is a tribute to the victims tonight and an expression of determination to go to the battlefield.

The Supreme Family that once controlled the entire Japanese Yakuza, now only these priests are the only ones who can go to the battlefield. However, the priests of the family are not good people. They were all extremely evil criminals and were punished to come to the shrine.

It guards the spiritual place of the ancestors.

"You don't need to accompany me tonight," Yuan Zhisheng said as soon as he sat down.

"Master..." The priests looked tense.

Yuan Zhisheng raised his hand to interrupt them and glanced at the figure standing under the corridor, "It is enough for the teacher to go with me."

Gu Chen was unmoved by this. He just looked at the rain curtain in front of him quietly. The water droplets that occasionally fell into the corridor splashed onto the upper surface of his shoes and slowly slid down.

"Is Eriyi okay?" Yuan Zhisheng asked.

"The head of the Uesugi family is waiting for everyone in the back hall." The chief priest said, "I will take everyone there right away."

I don't know whether it was luck or misfortune, but Eriri was transferred from Genji Heavy Industries to the shrine to live temporarily. Otherwise, she might be able to sweep away the fierce ghosts who invaded Genji Heavy Industries, but she might be taken away by the fierce ghosts.

"No, I'll meet her later. Everyone, please sit down now." Yuan Zhisheng sat up straight.

The priests knelt on the tatami, and the sound of wind and rain outside became increasingly clear.

"Write down what I say next."

Yuan Zhisheng said slowly: "I am the seventy-fourth generation head of the Sheqi family, Yuan Zhisheng. I am ashamed of my ancestors and failed to protect my compatriots, which caused the family and Japan to suffer a disaster. I committed

An unforgivable mistake.

Starting tomorrow morning, I will transfer all the power of the head of the family to the head of the Sakurai family, Nanami Sakurai. She will be the seventy-fifth generation of head of the family. After me, family members should uphold the instructions of their ancestors and never compete for strength and peace.

Pursuing the body of a dragon in order to gain power is a path that will lead to destruction. Anyone who violates the prohibition has the right to be punished by anyone in the family.

Under the condition of ensuring that no innocent people are harmed, the 'ghosts' in the black prison should be well taken care of. Every ghost bleeds the blood of the family. If we treat them well, they will stay with us. If we abandon them

In the wilderness, they will take revenge on us..."

He spoke so eloquently and unhurriedly, and then appointed new leaders for each department of the family, handing over the contact list and all passwords, including the key to the family vault.

Everyone bowed and listened quietly, and the chief priest wrote down his notes as fast as he could.

"Have you finished writing?" After a while, Yuan Zhisheng asked.

The chief priest presented the scroll to him. Yuan Zhisheng read it briefly, cut his finger, smeared the blood on his gentian ring, and printed the emblem of the Yuan family at the end of the document.

He handed the scroll back to the chief priest, "Keep this letter and give it to Ms. Sakurai Nanami."

"yes."

"Tomorrow I will no longer be the head of the family. In the last moment when I am watching over this family, I ask you all to perform your duties, take care of the normal operation of the family, and spend this night." Yuan Zhisheng bowed, "Please."

"Yes." All the priests bowed in return.

Yuan Zhisheng stood up and said, "I'm going to check on Eri Yi and get the helicopter ready for departure in five minutes."

When he walked to the back hall, he hesitated for a moment and called Gu Chen: "Teacher, do you want to go see her together?"

"No need." Gu Chen shook his head slightly.

"Let's go together." Yuan Zhisheng said: "Although she hasn't said anything about her return these days, I know she has always wanted to see you again. She is about to leave, so the teacher should meet her."

Gu Chen then put away his umbrella, wiped the water droplets off his body, and followed him towards the back hall.

…

The walls of the apse were covered with mottled ancient paintings, but the one Gu Chen saw was not a record of ancient history, but a prophecy of the future.

"The family believes that this painting may be a figment of later generations, so it was not stripped off and sent to Genji Heavy Industry. Instead, it was left here as a decoration." Genji said in a low voice.

This painting depicts the day when the blood of the White King ruled the world. The White Emperor sat on a large chariot carried by hundreds of people. Her footprints crossed the ocean and Europe, heading to the red plateau at the end of the earth, draped in bronze.

He Jin's attendants raised the long banners that covered the sky for her, and the enemy's blood splashed on those long banners that towered into the clouds.

Wherever she went, she built cities on the basis of the dead bones of her enemies. All the cities were connected into an indestructible giant wall. From then on, the south of the giant wall was her imperial capital, and all the conquered races were exiled to the walls.

In the north, they can only wail in the ice and snow, praying for the sun to rise earlier and give them a little warmth.

The name of this painting is "Hell Transformation".

At this moment, under this painting, a girl wearing a witch costume is sitting in the shadow of the corner with her knees in her arms, and the light of the oil lamp cannot reach her.

But at a certain moment, she seemed to see or hear something. She looked blankly at the place where the footsteps came from. Her little body that had not moved for a long time trembled, and the darkness that fell on her seemed to be undulating.

She stood up quickly, and the light of the oil lamp fell on her feet, flashing through her thin white ankles. A slender girl slowly walked out of the shadows, her delicate figure was charming, and the bean-like light slowly illuminated her.

Bright.

"She is very happy." Yuan Zhisheng said softly.

"Good evening." Gu Chen considered.
Chapter completed!