Rebel Demon King

Chapter 1382 Satan Comes (9)

The water droplets fall evenly along the ventilation ducts, like crystal clear rain curtains one after another, hanging under the dim light, layer upon layer, like an upside-down musical fountain.One after another, red metal columns with various shikigami patterns spread all over the hall, and water droplets hit the coffin-like "shikigami Taisho" continuously, splashing transparent water splashes one after another, like crystal decorations.Benimaru of Xiyuanji, who is wearing a scarlet cloak and holding an oil-paper umbrella, walks slowly and stops lightly in it, adding a strange and mysterious atmosphere to this picture scroll.

A group of Chosen Ones from China stood on the tenth floor of the Yokohama Police Department building. Downstairs were bosozokus holding flags and carnivaling. They were watching the whole scene where the body of Saiyuanji Benimaru should have been. The computer screen on the wall is full of that beautiful smiling face.

"What is this guy going to do? He doesn't really want to kill all the leaders of these organizations from all over the world, does he?"

Yan Funing stared at the screen, frowned and said, "It seems that he really wants to do this."

"Alas~" Gu Feifei sighed, "When he first mentioned those reformers in the Warring States period, he hinted at it. I just didn't expect him to dare to do this, and he actually made him do it."

Fu Yuanzhuo said with a wry smile: "Then we have become accomplices? If the responsibility is investigated, it will be a big trouble."

Gu Feifei also smiled wryly, "Actually, I don't mind him doing this, even Sun Yanchang is in it!"

"Don't worry, I don't think he will do anything to Mr. Son. I always feel that Xiyuanji Benimaru is not the kind of person who will speak out his true thoughts. And he doesn't look like an ambitious reformer." Yan Funing stared intently at the dreamlike picture, then rolled his eyes, "I always think he's very performance art."

"It's good if you don't know how to do it. But what is performance art?"

Before Gu Feifan asked the question, there was an exclamation in the monitoring room, and Xiyuanji Benimaru shot Koizumi Kyojiro in the head.Before the shocked expressions dissipated from everyone's faces, Benimaru Saizonji's even more shocking speech came from the speakers.

".I hope that coward Lucifer will stand up and give me a call. If he doesn't respond, I will kill everyone here, including his ex-wife."

The group of people remained silent for a while with blank expressions.Gu Feifei wrinkled his face into a bitter melon face, and said with a headache: "Fuck~ It really is performance art. I have thought of ten thousand possibilities, but I didn't expect it to be so bloody. You thought it was a political drama, but it turned into that word How do you say it? Are men and women in love?"

"Danmei?" Fu Yuanzhuo said.

"Yes." Gu Feifei smiled wryly again, "Danmei."

Fu Yuanzhuo covered his forehead and said, "You can't say that, I think it's more like a horror movie, look at Koizumi Kyojiro, the commander-in-chief did a good job, and the security work was done well, but he still couldn't escape The fate of being shot. Counting from Hirobumi Ito, Kyojiro Koizumi is already the ninth commander-in-chief who was assassinated to death. The curse that hangs over the head of the commander-in-chief is enough to make a new version of "Midnight Ring". "

""Midnight Ring"?" Lu Jinpeng said, "It's obviously "A Murder Caused by a Phone Call"!"

Gu Feifei complained feebly, "My family, who knows! We have been exhausted and busy for a long time, and the whole of Yokohama has been turned upside down, and it turned out that Saiyuanji-san just wanted a phone call?"

"If you say that, isn't Koizumi Kyojiro more wronged than those big shots who are still in the underground shelter?" Fu Yuanzhuo said.

"It's not an injustice, after all, Xiyuanji Benimaru wants to talk." Lu Jinpeng hesitated and said, "It's that person."

"That's right." Gu Feifei nodded, looked at Yan Funing who had been silent all this time, and asked in surprise, "Old Yan, why didn't you speak? Did you find something when you watched so engrossed?"

Yan Funing came back to his senses and shook his head, "I didn't see anything." After a pause, he continued, "I don't agree with what you just said about political dramas, Danmei or horror movies. I learned from Xiyuanji Hongwan's performance In it, I feel a unique charm that belongs to Japan. If you feel it carefully, you can find the shadow of 'Noh' and 'Kabuki', extremely gentle, extremely silent, gorgeous and deep background, actors playing in simple and plaintive music Zhong Wei interprets the plot, like an adagio, and the rhythm is very dull. But when Benimaru Xiyuanji unexpectedly pulled out the three-eyed firecracker, and killed the commander-in-chief Kyojiro Koizumi in full view, people can see In the climax of the whole play, I feel the essence of it. The sensory shock brought by the killing is only the superficial layer, and the more memorable thing is the long-standing historical tradition and artistic content, which are presented in an unrepeatable way. It embodies the oriental aesthetics of Xuanming, chilling, and mourning."

"Fuck~~~ Why don't you do reading comprehension here? You can tell me all of this." Gu Feifei gave a thumbs up, "Amazing!"

"Thank you." Yan Funing replied indifferently.

Fu Yuanzhuo, who turned on his mobile phone and was surfing the Internet, swiped the page and said, "The Internet has exploded. Now all social platforms are rebroadcasting Benner Nelson's live broadcast. Just now, the mourner said that he would not be affected by Xiyuanji Hongmaru. Threatened, he challenged Xiyuanji Benimaru head-on, trying to squeeze his egg." He seemed to remember something, and asked, "By the way, Xiyuanji Benimaru said. Who is that ex-wife? "

"No matter who it is, there will be a good show today." Yan Funing sneered, pulled out the chair and sat down straight away, "To be honest, Xiyuanji Hongwan is really more interesting than I imagined."

"MD, you said it like that. It seems to be true." Gu Feihua also pulled up a chair and sat down. "This is more exciting than massacring global elites and bombing Tokyo with nuclear bombs."

Fu Yuanzhuo raised his head and looked around, "Are we just watching here?"

No one answered him, and everyone looked at the screen intently.Gu Feifei tugged Fu Yuanzhuo, and said in a low voice, "Shut up, the big one is coming!"

Fu Yuanzhuo looked up, Xiyuanji Benimaru on the monitor stopped moving, the "rainwater" leaking from the ceiling stopped at some point, and all the lights were turned on, as if the weather had cleared up. The rain cleared, and the sun penetrated the dense fresh air, scattering colorful glows, like pieces of rainbows.

This kind of spectacular scenery can also be seen in daily life.It usually appears in the early morning, sunset or after rain, when there are more clouds, the sunlight is like hazy colorful mist, covering the world one by one, sacred and quiet, it is called "Tyndall phenomenon", and because the legendary creator came, This phenomenon occurs, so it is also called "Jesus light".

At this moment, the "Jesus light" seems to descend on a flat sea, and the tangible beauty of majestic majesty permeates the refuge.This miraculous light dispelled the gloomy and terrifying atmosphere.In the tumbling light of the waterfall, a woman who was more dazzling than the light, holding a scepter, looked down at Xiyuanji Benimaru, and said coldly: "Tell me clearly. Who is his ex-wife?"

Xiyuanji Benimaru put away the smile on his face, and his expression became serious. He gracefully put away the oil-paper umbrella, stroked his chest with his right hand, bowed deeply to the silhouette standing in the dazzling light, lowered his head, and said humbly: "Saint Nixia, nice to meet you."

"Saint Nixia?" The woman bathed in the holy light did not change her tone because of Xiyuanji Benimaru's humility, she still said coldly: "First, I am not a saint, you mistaken the person. Second, Nixia is what you Japanese people say, so it shouldn’t be called that. Third.”

The woman waved the scepter, and the gorgeous light faded away like a tide, revealing her glacial-like high-clean and crystal-clear face, as well as her lines that were too beautiful to describe in words.

At this moment, countless people were in the vast snowfield. After arduous trekking, they finally caught a glimpse of the scenery they dreamed of. They witnessed the reflection of a misty cloud of light in the extreme day sky, like the aurora dancing with the stars. .

In the vast white snow, she is so beautiful and so quiet.

The boundary between man and god became blurred because of her appearance.

The immortal girl wandering between humans and gods pointed the scepter at Xiyuanji Benimaru, and said indifferently: "Third, you lack the basic understanding of the word 'ex-wife'." She said word by word. Say, "I, not his ex-wife, but the current one."

Everyone in the monitoring room stood up, with their mouths wide open, as if they had really seen the resurrection of Jesus.

"Thank you, senior sister Xie?" Athena's face flashed in Fu Yuanzhuo's mind inexplicably, and he shuddered, "Sure enough, the big one is coming!"

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Yokohama Bay under the night is silent.

The long streets and brightly lit cities of the past seem a little deserted tonight.The roar of a few engines can be heard far away on an extraordinarily quiet night, as if it is already midnight and the night is quiet.

Not far from the high-rise city CBD Minato Mirai, at the corner of the sea protruding into Yokohama Bay, there is a beautiful classical garden - Sankeien.

This prestigious garden was built by the famous literati and businessman "Original Sanke", covering an area of ​​175000 square meters. There are not only buildings built by Hara Sanke himself, but also many historical buildings moved from Kyoto and Kamakura. For example, "Linchun Pavilion" used to be the villa of the Tokugawa family.For example, the oldest building in the park, the triple-storied pagoda of the Muromachi period, was once the main tower of Tomyoji Temple in Kizugawa City, Kyoto Prefecture, and is now the landmark building of Sankeien.

In April, the cherry blossoms in the Sanxi Garden, which is lined with cherry blossom trees, are in full bloom. The trees are full of flowers, like clouds and clouds, very beautiful.This should be an excellent cherry blossom viewing season, but Sankeien, a well-known cherry blossom viewing spot in Japan, has its gates closed, with a sign saying "The garden is under maintenance, and outsiders are prohibited from entering."

The black tiles and white walls are hidden behind the pink cherry trees and green podocarpus pine in the sky. It is full of poetic charm, quiet and elegant, and has a unique style. city ​​center.

On the edge of the large pool in the inner garden with the best viewing position in the center of the garden, there is Linchun Pavilion. This villa of the Tokugawa family has never been opened to the public, and only a very small number of people can enter it.

But right now, there is a man and a woman sitting opposite each other under the high eaves built by Jidong.

The man looks ordinary, wearing black-rimmed glasses, wearing a plain black hooded pullover and beige slacks, sitting cross-legged on the futon casually, looking like an ordinary college student.

The woman's appearance is rare and amazing. She is dressed in a black kimono, her blond hair is tied into a high ponytail, and her lips are like a flaming sunset, but her long and big eyes are extremely cold, as if Like the moonlight on a winter night, it is cold and cold, but also has a dreamlike intoxicating beauty.She knelt and sat under the swaying wind chimes, motionless, her demeanor was strict and harsh, like the scale and standard for measuring the beauty of etiquette.

In front of the two of them was an old-fashioned wooden dinner plate, on which were soft grilled dumplings, two tempura fried shrimp, white radish, wakame, a bowl of soba noodles and a pot of sake. The meal was not rich , but everything is exquisite.

They talked softly, and the well-trimmed shrubs and pine trees in the courtyard contrasted with the white sand and steps interspersed with each other.Moss-covered stones are placed in the stream leading to the pool, and several koi swim in the clear water.The ethereal and secluded courtyard complements the magnificent three-storied pagoda surrounded by luxuriant cherry blossoms outside the wall, forming a fascinating picture of Zen.

When the crescent crescent slowly climbed up the treetops and the spire, drum-like footsteps came from the end of the corridor, and a woman who looked exactly like Xiyuanji Benimaru, like a beautiful red-clothed ghost, raised her head. Holding a lantern and clogs, he walked quickly to the two of them.

Xiyuan Temple Aoi held the sleeve with her left hand, put down the lantern lightly, then knelt down on the ground, bowed her head to the man, and said softly in fear: "Master, brother-in-law did something very excessive, I beg for your forgiveness on his behalf."

The man who looked like a college student smiled and said, "Aoi, you should get up first, there is no need to be so serious."

Xiyuan Temple Kui kowtowed again, and said with shame: "Please forgive him first, otherwise, I dare not get up."

"I said, no matter how much Benimaru has done, the most I can do is bring him back to the Garden of Eden and restrain him."

Aoi Xiyuansi put her hands on the floor, raised her head, stared at the man with a pair of beautiful eyes, and said seriously: "I will arrest him now and make amends to you, and then I will personally send him to the Garden of Eden. Let him out."

The man stared at Xiyuan Temple Aoi, and said curiously: "Is the matter so serious?" After a pause, he said, "It's not the organization he established for Satan's coming, he just happened to meet it. What's more, even if It doesn't matter if he killed those insects, and it doesn't have any major impact on my plan, it's just a waste of time and effort."

Xiyuanji Aoi glanced at the blond woman and smiled wryly, "I don't know what to say. In short, he did something very excessive. Please forgive me, madam."

"Me? How could it have something to do with me, even if it does." The blond woman put down her chopsticks and said flatly, "I won't be angry because of anything about other people."

(End of this chapter)