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117 For the organization, die endlessly

"... Dou is the resonance between the soul and the universe; Zhe, which represents recovery, is the spiritual power to control all things, including controlling one's own and other people's bodies; both are mysterious and mysterious spiritual senses, and also the power to control people's hearts; Formation

, is the Qi Men Dun Jia; the column is the firm Taoist heart; the front is the control of the elements; the line is the transcendent realm."

Hanyu Kiyosu combines a bunch of ancient books that he has recently read, plus some settings from online articles, and blends them together to open a magical door for Tohru Amuro and others.

"President, I have read the "Book of Changes" many times, but I still don't understand it at all. Is there something wrong?"

Toru Amuro also entered a state of seeking knowledge at this time, mainly because the mysterious power displayed by Hanyu Kiyosu was so synchronized with the mysterious world he spoke of that it was hard not to believe it.

How could Hanyu Kiyosu know what his problem was, or that it was all the problem, so he came up with a universal trick, "Are you looking at the Japanese version or the Chinese version?"

"Japanese version..." After Toru Amuro answered, he suddenly realized, "So, even if the teacher teaches by words and deeds in class, students may get it wrong. There is no way to convey the original meaning 100% in words, let alone translate it.

into another language.”

Hanyu Qingxin said, yes, you are absolutely right.

In order to avoid Toru Amuro asking questions that he couldn't answer at the moment, Hanyu Kiyosu pretended to look at the sky outside, as if he suddenly remembered, and said:

"It's almost time. It's time to start preparations. Also, Miss Fanshan hasn't come back for so long. Did something happen to her?"

Toru Amuro took the initiative to go over and take a look, and the sound of high heels could be heard outside. Soon, Momi Moyama followed him and walked slowly.

"Sorry, things were a little troublesome and took up a lot of time." She seemed to be more tired, and her eyes were slightly red, as if she had just cried.

Suzuki Sonoko looked at her and cried in her heart that she couldn't stand it. Isn't this too cute?

"Don't worry about this. The guests will arrive soon, right? Will Mr. Fanshan's body be first..."

When he arrived, Hanyu Qing'an noticed that Masayama Kenzo's body was not in the mourning hall set up in the courtyard at all. There was only an empty coffin placed there.

A trace of hesitation flashed across Fanshan Momei's face, and then she said helplessly: "Well...the company has a lot of things to deal with. I'm afraid my grandfather will be busy all night. There are many people waiting for him in the conference room on the fourth floor..."

This was the first time Hanyu Kiyosu saw the deceased come to his senses and attend his own funeral with condolences. It was also the first time he presided over a funeral in which the deceased was not present.

This does not mean that the body cannot be found, but that the deceased was handling things upstairs while the guests were paying their condolences.

This is really magical...

"In terms of guests..."

"When reciting sutras for salvation, my grandfather would go to the mourning hall to say hello to the guests, and I would also explain them one by one in advance when returning the greetings to the guests."

Hanyu Qing'an had no objection. Anyway, the real owner had already thought about it, so what else could he say?

"The sun has set. I'll have to worry about you next, Master." Momei Maoyama glanced at the sky outside and said respectfully to Hanyu Qing'an.

Hanyu Qing'an nodded, waved his hand and shot out a spell, summoning the Peach Blossom Demon, and first used a healing spell - Fragrance of Flowers - on this beautiful girl from Masan Mountain.

"Fragrant aroma, give me healing power!"

The green light shone on Belmod's body, and she could clearly feel that her body seemed to have become more substantial. Compared with the youthfulness caused by taking the medicine before, she now felt a purer vitality.

And this feeling is completely painless, even so comfortable that I want to moan, just like one is a curse from the devil, and the other is a blessing from an angel.

"Are you okay? Miss Masuyama?" Suzuki Sonoko asked carefully.

When Momi Moyama came back to her senses, she realized that she had been distracted for a long time. Hanyu Qing'an and Bourbon were both talking about changes to the funeral process at the window nearby.

"It's okay, I'm sorry. I've been tired lately and I've lost my temper a little." Masami Momi straightened her hair and smiled at Suzuki Sonoko. Her casual charm made the latter's heart flutter.

Oops, if this continues, it won't be Hanyu-kun who is seduced by beauty, but my soul will be seduced, and Suzuki Sonoko can't help but start to feel guilty.

"Is it time to wake up Mr. Masan now?" Hanyu Qing'an came over and reminded him.

"In addition, Mr. Fanshan may have misunderstood me. I will ask Miss Fanshan to explain it to me at that time, so as to avoid anything unpleasant happening. After all, today is a special day."

Maoshan Momei nodded, "Don't worry, I will explain it clearly."

Mamoyama Momi led the way, and Hanyu Qingyasu and others followed to the third floor of the castle, where Maboyama Kenzo's body was left.

There was no one else in the room. Hanyu Qing'an directed the peach blossom demon to resurrect Masayama Kenzo. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he took the people away after doing this, leaving Masayama Momi to explain on her own.

However, obviously there is no need to explain much, because Masuyama Kenzo already knew what would happen next before he died.

"How do you feel?" Belmod stopped pretending and asked in his original voice.

Masuyama Kenzo had a gloomy face and turned to look at her stiffly, his eyes full of anger and unwillingness. He didn't want to die, but he had no power to struggle.

When facing Gin, he asked the man he had always been loyal to on the spot. Unexpectedly, the response he received was - if he refused to implement the next plan, let Ireland personally execute him.

This was completely unacceptable to Masato Kenzo, who had always regarded himself as a veteran member of the organization. It turned out that in that person's eyes, he was just a dispensable puppet who only relied on the power of the organization to build a huge automobile company.

Now that I have messed up the important tasks of the organization, I can only squeeze out the last value to atone for my sins...

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it now. Anyway, you have plenty of time tonight to report on your experience, and if you die again, your body will not be wasted."

Belmode said in a lazy tone, but there was a haze in her eyes that was like a creature of its own kind. What is the difference between her and the Kenzo Masayama in front of her?

"You don't need to remind me." Kenzo Masama's voice was hoarse and his pronunciation was stiff. He stood up and crawled out of the coffin, consciously walking towards the secret door in the house.

Belmod looked at his back and asked mockingly: "You have been in the organization for so many years, why do you still have such useless feelings?"

Kenzo Masama knew that she was talking about Ireland. He had no family and had always treated Ireland as his own child. This was unbelievable and very dangerous in the organization.

Just like now, it is true that he cannot escape death no matter what, but if there is no Ireland, he can also choose to die rather than accept such an arrangement - although this will not be of any use. At most, it will make the whole process more troublesome, and it will eventually end.

Used by organizations for experiments.

However, it seems now that he has real feelings and is willing to take the initiative to be this experimental subject for the sake of Ireland's safety.

Masuyama Kenzo stopped, did not look back, and said: "I have probably stayed among ordinary people for a long time, so I have some thoughts that I shouldn't have. When you talk about me, remember to pay attention to whether you have fallen into the same trap.

"

After saying that, he pushed open the secret door and walked up the stairs to the fourth floor, where waiting for him would be a room full of experimenters in white coats.

Belmod looked at the slowly closing secret door and murmured: "It's precisely because I've fallen into it that I ask you this..."


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