Genji Heavy Industries.

The dark glass curtain wall is like a curtain hanging from the depths of dark clouds, shrouding this skyscraper in the cold rainy night. If you stand at the bottom of the building and look up at the building when the sun is abundant, it will give people a deep feeling.

The depressing feeling, like staring into the abyss.

In the white and long corridor, time seems to stand still here. It is designed to be a monotonous endless loop, rotating day after day and year after year. You cannot feel any breath of life, because this is a restricted area for life.
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At the end of the passage is an airtight door with white rounded corners. It looks very thick, twice as thick as the airtight door of a bank vault. Even a small missile cannot penetrate it.

It is designed to be so tight and strong, not to protect the people in the secret room, but to worry that the people inside will come out. Its essence is actually a cage that seals monsters.

But for a real monster, if it really wants to get out, no cage can trap it.

"Go to bed early."

Gen Zhisheng stood outside the airtight door and said to Eri Yi who had entered the secret room not long ago.

There is a retractable porthole built into the airtight door. At this moment, the porthole is equivalent to an open state. You can see a girl wearing a miko costume standing at the door, it is Eri.

At this moment, the girl looked very lonely, without the same excitement as in Gao Tianyuan. Her beautiful eyes were gone, and she looked more like a big rag doll whose soul had been taken away. Although it was very delicate, it was very empty.

"Hmm."

Eriyi responded in a low voice.

Yuan Zhisheng sighed, "If you want to go play, I will make arrangements for you tomorrow, but you must not skip home again."

On the way back from Takamagahara, Eriki proposed that she and Lin Ye would spend a day in Tokyo tomorrow. Of course, Minamoto was completely unwilling.

If it was a day out to relax, it was not that Eri Yi had not gone out to play under family arrangements before, but this time the other party wanted to go out with Lin Ye, Yuan Zhisheng naturally felt uncomfortable, saying that the fight between him and the cowherd had not happened yet.

A complete liquidation, but now it seems that it is impossible not to agree to the other party.

Anyway, it only took one day, so I gritted my teeth and got through it. Moreover, under the protection of family members, the Cowherd did not dare to do anything excessive.

Yuan Zhisheng gritted his teeth thinking in his heart.

"Thank you, brother! You are so kind, brother!"

As soon as she heard that Yuan Zhisheng agreed, Eriyi seemed to be activated, and she excitedly raised her notebook to show it to Yuan Zhisheng.

Yuan Zhisheng was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that Eri Yi's attitude had changed so much. By the way, was Eri Yi deliberately acting with him just now?

But no matter what, he could feel the girl's inner happiness.

Yuan Zhisheng was a bit dumbfounded, and his expression was deliberately serious, "You can't stay up late, you have to go to bed early. Only when you are in good spirits can you have fun tomorrow."

"Hmm, good night, brother!"

Eri nodded her head wildly, then turned around eagerly to go to the bathroom to wash up.

"You just came back not long ago, please go and wash up later." Yuan Zhisheng asked.

"But if I wash up earlier, I can go to bed earlier, so I can see Lin Ye earlier tomorrow!"

When Eriyi said these words, she had already jumped into the bathroom like a little yellow duck.

And perhaps because Eriyi's inner expectations were too strong, she subconsciously said this directly, causing the power of judgment to leak out a little, and various dull chopping sounds suddenly came from the secret room, and the entire air-tight door

They all trembled.

Hiss.

Yuan Zhisheng twitched the corner of his mouth stiffly, and immediately pressed the switch, and the porthole embedded in the air-tight door was completely closed, cutting off the only connection between this secret room and the outside world.

"Young Master."

Sakura walked over, took out her mobile phone, clicked on a text message just sent and showed it to Yuan Zhisheng.

The latter took a look at the content of the text message.

"Let's go."

"Hai."

The heavy rain is still falling, and the bright neon lights are shining in the rain. Tokyo is like a burning torch that will never go out, and it is also like a deep sea of ​​light that makes people get lost in it.

……

Dang Dang Dang!

The rain fell wildly, and the forging sound of violent hammering of steel could be heard from deep in the pine forest, clear and long.

Thick sparks drifted out from the half-opened window of the pine forest cabin, and were soon wiped away into dust by the cold wind and rain.

In the hut, an old man wearing a sleeveless undershirt was standing by the fire, using a hammer to forge a piece of steel. Although the man was very old, his bronze muscles were clear, and he looked like a statue made of steel against the fire.

Warrior.

There is also a ferocious tattoo branded on his body, which is a picture of the green-faced Yaksha and the red ghost entangled in the fire. The ferocious Yaksha and the female ghost's charming smile are full of desire, accompanied by the flowing fireworks, gorgeous

Like a scene from an ukiyo-e painting, as the old man forges so violently, his muscles roll, and the yaksha and the female ghost on the tattoo seem to come to life.

Yuan Zhisheng kept pulling the bellows to control the heat.

His long windbreaker was casually hung on a shelf, and he was busy wearing a white shirt. Soon the white shirt was covered with eye-catching charcoal dust, but the man didn't care.

Neither the old nor the young spoke, but they cooperated tacitly, and the blade gradually took shape during the forging, shining with a dark light.

"That is to say, without using your word spirit, you had a tie with the Cowherd named Lin Ye?" The old man took advantage of the empty space of drinking and asked Yuan Zhisheng.

"Although it's a bit hard to say, it's true," Yuan Zhisheng said.

"Have you found out the origin of the other party?" The old man raised his eyebrows slightly.

Yuan Zhisheng shook his head, "I only know that the other party came to Japan two weeks ago, most likely on a human smuggler ship, so there is no record of the other party arriving in Japan by means of transportation."

"What about his dragon bloodline? What level can we determine?"

"At present, it seems that he should be an ordinary person."

"Can an ordinary person tie you?" The old man looked stunned.

No one knows Yuan Zhisheng's kendo level better than him. It can be said that he hand-picked all the famous kendo schools before he was qualified to train Yuan Zhisheng, the young master of the Eight Sheqi Family, and the latter was very good at kendo.

With his amazing talent and years of experience, it is no exaggeration to say that Yuan Zhisheng is a true swordsman master.

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Even if the opponent does not use the power of the King of Word Spirits, his physical body strengthened by the emperor's blood and his master's sword skills are beyond the reach of ordinary people. The old man has never seen anyone take ten moves from the young man, including those who once taught Yuan Zhi.

Those masters of the kendo school.

But now he was told that this swordsman master actually fought to a tie with an ordinary cowherd.

What kind of Kendo Cowherd is this?!!

"That's the fact. Even if I used the Rakshasa Ghost Bone at that time, I still couldn't defeat the opponent." Yuan Zhisheng smiled bitterly.

Although the kendo duel tonight on the Takamagahara stage was a draw, for him it was a loss, and he still lost to a cowherd. It could be said that he was a complete loser, and he almost even lost his sister.

After tonight's battle, the name of Kenshin must have been deeply engraved in Eriki's heart, because Eriki will be very caring about everything about Lin Ye. From the beginning, she has been dedicated to this cowherd.

The ecstasy of showing off her family, confronting his brother, and finally agreeing to travel around Tokyo with Lin Ye.

This gave Yuan Zhisheng a strong feeling, that is, dealing with Lin Ye would be more troublesome than dealing with those out-of-control Deadpools.

After all, although Deadpool is crazy, at least he won't blink when he chops, but Lin Ye is not something he can do now, because every move of this cowherd is related to the fluctuation of Eri Yi's own bloodline. If Lin Ye really comes out

An accident, maybe the whole of Tokyo will suffer.

So the current situation is that not only can Yuan Zhisheng not be able to move Lin Ye, but he will even send someone to protect him secretly. If the cowherd gets stuck eating fish, or falls down while walking and gets injured or dies, Yuan Zhisheng will

Even my brother can’t guarantee what kind of crazy behavior Eri Yi will do.

Maybe Eri will have a thought of "I'm tired, let's destroy it", and then the tsunami will come, and Mount Fuji will erupt.

With a casual glance, Yuan Zhisheng saw Lin Ye's Cowherd poster on the side. By coincidence, Lin Ye on the picture was rubbing his chin and looking over with a playful expression.

Yuan Zhisheng's face turned black, which was unreasonable, so he turned around directly!

The old man looked at Lin Ye's Cowherd poster beside him and pondered for a moment, "When something goes wrong, there must be a demon. How can a boy who can make Eryi so fond of him just an ordinary person?"

He took a sip of strong liquor from the bowl and spat it on the red-hot blade. The flames rose violently. Taking advantage of this strong energy, the old man picked up the heavy hammer and kept forging, causing sparks to spatter.

Yuan Zhisheng on the side worked hard to pull the bellows, the charcoal fire was blazing, and the blade's luster became deeper and deeper during the forging.

However, just when it was about to be completely formed, the blade broke with a clicking sound.

"After all, it's just a piece of ordinary iron. Its foundation is not strong enough to support such high-intensity forging." Yuan Zhisheng looked at the broken blade and sighed.

Tachibana Masamune did not show any signs of frustration, but instead asked the young man in front of him, "Jiaosheng, you have been helping me cut my hands for many years when I was making swords. Don't you still understand the meaning of making swords?"

"Dad, you said that sharpening your knife is like sharpening your life, but there is a limit to what a person can bear in life. If the pressure is overloaded, it will just be like this knife and it will eventually break."

"Even if it is broken, there is still a chance to rebuild it."

Tachibana Masamune picked up the broken knife blade, without caring about the scalding temperature on it, and then threw it into the furnace again.

Yuan Zhisheng spread his hands with a look of helplessness on his face, "As expected of the head of the Eight Sheqi Family, even top politicians have to be defeated. Dad, I admit that even if I have eight mouths, I can't speak to you."

"That's because you can't refute. You will never know how much a person's life can carry until the last moment. But if you say such discouraging words early, how can you achieve anything."<
To be continued...