Mysterious treasure chest

Chapter 597 Dark Brotherhood

The scenery in Kyoto is still very good, with a very strong Tang style, and it really feels a bit time-traveling to be in it. Yang Hao walked and watched, and finally walked into a medieval shop called "Kikyo House".

The shop wasn't too big, and there was only a middle-aged man with a flat head inside. When he saw Yang Hao coming in, he didn't take the initiative to say hello, as if he didn't care whether the business was good or bad.

Yang Hao walked to the counter, took out his passport and put it in front of the other party: "My next Mouri Kotaro, I have an appointment with Mr. Sakata Kintoki."

The uncle looked at the passport blankly, then looked at Yang Hao's face, and nodded: "That guy said that there was such a thing, but he went to Kabukicho for a drink now, you can come back at night."

"Then I'll go directly to Kabukicho to find him, can you give me the address?" Yang Hao took back his passport and stuffed a stack of banknotes at the same time.

The uncle looked dumbfounded, but he collected the money very quickly. As soon as he raised his hand, the banknotes went into his sleeve, and then he gave an address.

Yang Hao walked out of the Kikyo house and came to Kabukicho. After a little searching, he found Sakata Kintoki who was having a good drink—this grandson was short and petite, and he looked obscene, and his good name was simply in vain. .

"Mr. Sakata Kintoki, I'm Kotaro Mori." Yang Hao walked over to say hello.

Sakata Kintoki squinted at him: "Didn't you see that I was drinking? Who told you to come here to find me? Do you understand the rules?"

Yang Hao squinted his eyes. It seemed that for the sake of confidentiality, he specially asked the red front to deal with this matter in a low-key way, but it turned out that Sakata Kintoki mistakenly thought that he was just a small person who was easy to bully.

He didn't bother to say anything, he reached out and grabbed Sakata Kintoki by the collar, dragged Sakata Kintoki out of the side door of the izakaya like a dead dog, and threw him into the alley next to him.

The people in the izakaya still wanted to fight the injustice, but Yang Hao took out a stack of large-denomination yen from his arms and threw it over. Those people were immediately busy grabbing money, and no one was nosy anymore.

Sakata Kintoki was struggling, but unfortunately Yang Hao exerted a little force, and the tight collar strangled Sakata Kintoki so much that he rolled his eyes and couldn't speak a word.

It wasn't until he was thrown on the ground that he took a breath, hurriedly crawled back with his hands and feet, and said in a trembling voice: "Boy, you...don't be impulsive, just talk if you have something to say, okay?"

Yang Hao sneered: "Hehe, I wanted to talk about it just now, but you insisted on pretending to be aggressive, so I think it's better to beat up a bitch like you before you can communicate normally."

As he said that, he raised his foot and tried to kick, Sakata Kintoki screamed in fright, knelt down and begged for mercy: "I... I was wrong, can't it be okay, really, big brother, I know I was wrong, so you just stop Give me a chance!"

Yang Hao spat, and said disdainfully: "It would be nice to know acquaintances earlier, get up, and do business for me quickly, by the way, you should know what I'm referring to, right?"

Sakata Kintoki trembled all over, and nodded again and again: "I know, I must know, don't you just want to join the 'Dark Gold Mutual Aid Association'? If I go to him for help, it will be fine, and you will be able to join the club tomorrow at the latest."

Yang Hao took out another stack of banknotes and threw them to Sakata Kinshi, then picked up a pebble from the landscape pool outside the izakaya door, stretched it out in front of Sakata Kinshi, squeezed it hard, and the pebble was crushed into pieces.

He threw away the gravel and wrote lightly: "I hope you don't make the same stupid mistake as before, otherwise I don't mind crushing your balls, they must not be harder than this rock, right?"

Sakata Kintoki was so frightened that his balls hurt, he shook his head violently: "No, absolutely not, you come to the store to find me tomorrow morning, and I will ask my brother to take you to join the club in person."

Yang Hao turned around and left Kabukicho, and went to a few famous scenic spots for a casual stroll. After the sun went down, he came to the pre-booked hotel.

After eating at the sushi restaurant downstairs, Yang Hao went back to his room, hung up the sign of 'Do Not Disturb', and locked the door.

Throwing his backpack on the sofa, he took out his precious mobile phone from the dimensional space, intending to enter the one-star plane tower. Since he was upgraded to a VIP3 privileged member, the number of times and time to enter the plane tower every day is much more generous than before. Can't run out.

"Let's go to the 'Dark Brotherhood' today." Yang Hao entered the one-star plane tower and went straight to the black cylinder-like store.

Before entering the door, he scanned it with his consciousness. The entry standard of the Dark Brotherhood has not changed, and only VIP3 and above privileged members can enter.

Boo!
Yang Hao entered the store and found that the space inside was really not small, as big as several basketball courts, and the height was higher than those stores he had been to before, almost as high as ten floors.

The place where he entered was the outermost circle of the store, and in the center of the venue stood two rows of tall black statues, humanoid and other strange shapes.

Under these statues, there are blood-red altars. In front of each altar, there is a group of trusteeship consciousness. In the innermost part of these two rows of statues, there is a small dark house with a trusteeship consciousness blocked at the door. , it seems that it is not easy to enter.

Yang Hao looked around curiously, and found that there was no trusteeship consciousness similar to the role of 'clerk' in other stores to actively communicate with himself.

He had no choice but to drift towards the road between the two rows of statues. There is no other way to go here except this road.

Arriving between the two outermost statues, Yang Hao watched curiously. The statue on the left was a monster, a bit like an enlarged version of a hedgehog, but with a huge dog's head and a thick snake tail behind it.

The statue on the right is more normal. The overall shape is a bit like the hydra in "Journey to the West", but the head of this statue is indeed a real dragon head-the western kind of dragon.

The altars at the feet of these two statues have different shapes. The one on the left has a completely irregular spike shape, and there are countless ghostly green ghost lights floating on it.

The one on the right is in the shape of a well, but the mouth of the well is covered with a black stone slab.

Fortunately, no matter how weird the statues and altars are, the hosting consciousness in front of them is exactly the same, a ball of gray light, only the hosting consciousness in front of the innermost room is different - it is a gray The human-shaped luminous body, the gray light on the body surface is still surging, as if there is something struggling in the body.

"What kind of business does this Dark Brotherhood run? It looks weird here. Unfortunately, stores are not allowed to provide information about each other to prevent malicious competition. However, in the Plane Tower, there should be no Dangerous?"

Thinking about it, Yang Hao put his consciousness into the group of managed consciousness on the right.

(End of this chapter)