Midnight Ship Says [Unlimited]

"Wait a minute!" The Chinese girl rushed out, trying to pull the woman away.

"You're crazy!" Chu Tu pulled her back, they are all Chinese after all, "This is just an NPC, are you going to die?"

The girl was pulled by him abruptly and paused for a moment.

In the next second, the gushing blood splashed all over the tatami like a fountain, staining the paper walls on both sides with blood red.

The girl was still looking back at Chu Tu with an angry look on her face.Her back was completely red with gushing blood.

Two drops of blood splashed onto Chu Tu's face, but he still kept his original appearance, staring at the girl.

In the room, everyone's attention was on the two of them.

Dong dong dong, hurried footsteps sounded in the corridor.

A group of Japanese-speaking men broke into the room, two of them one by one, picked them up, and were about to drag them out.

Immediately there was a conversation in English and Japanese that sounded like a chicken talking to a duck.However, in front of these npcs, none of them had the power to resist and were dragged out of the room.

All were taken outside.This is a classic Japanese-style courtyard that often appears in movies. It can be seen that the standard and specifications are very high-end, but it is in disrepair everywhere.

They were taken to the ancestral hall in the backyard.

In the center of the ancestral hall, with their backs facing them, sat a haggard old man with his back curled up.

In the very center of the ancestral hall were ten futons, apparently waiting for them.

The man holding them didn't care about Sanqi21, put them on the futon respectively, and then stood majestically at the door with his hands behind his back, blocking the door.

The old man turned around, his eyes like dead fish swept their faces around, and let out a loud laugh.

When he turned around, everyone realized that his body was blocking a lump of white stuff.

The old man stood up slowly, and they saw clearly that this was the woman who had just been killed!

The corpse appeared in the ancestral hall out of thin air, and when they entered just now, the old man was looking at the corpse.

In short, when they were in the ancestral hall, both of them were terrified.The old man spoke Japanese blah blah blah for a long time, neither of them knew anything.

Those Americans were just as confused as they were.However, Chu Tu could tell from the faces of the four Japanese that this night might be very dangerous.

After the old man finished speaking, he let them go.And they checked into the room under the arrangement of the thugs.

Instead of being roughed up before, they were put into very fancy rooms.Although these rooms were as decayed as the whole courtyard, at least their rooms had charcoal stoves, very bright candlelight, incense, and hot tea on the table.

The room where Shang Huannian was assigned was far away from Chutu. One of them lived on the west side and the other lived on the east side.

After those thugs left, Shang Huannian rushed to find Chu Tu.

Chutu said: "We have no clue at all. We need to ask those Japanese."

Shang Huannian clenched his fists: "They won't tell us. I don't believe their words either."

"You don't have to be so nervous. There is nothing that the old man said can be kept secret." Suddenly, a voice spoke in English behind them, it was the Japanese rich second generation, Ichiro Ishii.

He and Chutu have several acquaintances.As Asians studying in the United States, and they both studied film with famous teachers, he and Chutu have very similar positions in the younger generation. Their works are often mentioned side by side in some competitions and exhibitions.It was not easy for Chu Tu not to know him well.

"What? If that's the case, why didn't you explain it clearly in front of everyone?" Chu Tu raised his eyebrows and asked.

Ishii reacted in an American style, showing a "you are embarrassing me" expression: "Everyone was very scared at that time, don't be so nervous. Didn't I convey it one by one? How kind I am .”

Shang Huannian looked at him coldly, and questioned: "Then you can say it clearly, what are you doing pretending to be a ghost?"

Ishii shrugged: "Okay, okay. The old man said just now that the ten of us were all living people who were used to test knives. The woman just now was the last slave to test knives."

"Try a knife?"

"Yes," said Ishii, "you know, we Japanese have faith in knives. In ancient times, there were indeed special people and organizations to test knives."

"Testing the knife with a living person really suits you."

Ishii looked very angry: "Chu, if we have the life to go back, I will definitely sue you for racial discrimination! This is a stupid thing in the feudal era, and in ancient times, corpses were used to test knives. This small world just wants us. That's how life was designed. We're all civilized people now."

Chu Tu ignored him: "Then why did he give us such a nice room?"

"He said that the last ghost sword in Edo is about to be born. Recently, there is no peace in the mansion. There is also turmoil outside, and no sword slaves can be bought. Therefore, for them, although our final ending is tragic, we have to Those who dedicate their lives to the sacred ghost knife should receive the best treatment."

Shang Huannian twitched the corner of his eyes, but did not speak.

"Go ahead."

Ishii was taken aback: "What did you say?"

"How to determine the order of death and how to stop the slaughter." Shang Huannian said, "This is the key."

Ishii scratched his head, showing embarrassment: "He didn't say anything."

He looked left and right uneasily, then turned around and left.The guilt in it is fully revealed.

Chu Tu crossed his arms: "His acting skills are really bad."

Shang Huannian nodded: "If it were me, I would have made up a lie early."

Chu Tu sighed, turned around, and affectionately rubbed Shang Huannian's soft hair on top of his head: "Relax, the one who dies the fastest here is the one with the most ideas." Turned around and left first.

Shang Huannian turned his head and looked at Chu Tu's back, narrowing his long and narrow eyes, like a lone wolf protecting food, clenched his teeth and clenched his fists.Suddenly, he turned his head and went in the direction Ishii left.

He has been educated as a gentleman since he was a child, and he has never experienced anything like going to the house.

He clumsily climbed to the roof along the wooden beams, listening quietly step by step, and finally found a room with movement, and slowly lifted the tiles, revealing the dim and warm candlelight inside the room.

There are four Japanese people in the room, and they are talking in Japanese between them.Shang Huanian didn't understand.

However, a move in their hands caught Shang Huannian's attention.

They held up the candle in the middle of the table and smoked their clothes while talking.

Is this a Japanese habit?

There are many candles in the house, but they seem to only focus on one burning.After one person finishes smoking, pass the candle to the other person.

Shang Huannian sniffed, there was a sweet and greasy smell, which should have come from when the candle was burning.It was the same smell in the room they woke up in.He thought it was a common thing in Japanese-style houses, but it seemed that there was something weird in it.

He wanted to get closer to the tile hole to smell the smell carefully, but at this moment, he felt something cold against his skin on his shoulder, and the bone-penetrating smell was squeezed through a thin layer of cloth on his shirt. The cold spread into the body.

He turned back.

Behind it is a samurai sword floating out of thin air.The whole body is pitch black, and even the blade is dark and cold.

Shang Huannian's blood froze, and he fell backwards involuntarily.His center of gravity just hit the hollow of the tile, and the surrounding tiles suddenly lost their support points, and all of them shattered at once.

Shang Huannian didn't control his center of gravity, and the moment the tiles under him shattered, he only felt the feeling of weightlessness, and he fell into the room!