Experience in building a branch of Crab Castle King in Hong Kong and Heilongjiang

"Crack."

The black sun wheel knife was sheathed.

Only a pile of ashes remained in front of Taketori Che.

After beheading this male villager who was irritable and wounded with a knife when he disagreed with him, Taketori Che turned around very cautiously and ran for a while, took out the camera zoom function of his mobile phone to scout the direction of the village entrance, and confirmed the other The villagers heaved a sigh of relief after they chased out without hearing the screams of the unlucky guy.

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Osamu Dazai was lying in the bamboo basket behind her, tilting his head and looking at the mobile phone together, thoughtfully: "These villagers seem to be hard of hearing."

Wasn't it? The distance between them was obviously not very far, and the screams of the villagers before they died were harsh, and the other villagers not far away continued to walk and stroll without looking up.

Just as Taketori was about to put away the phone, Dazai suddenly stretched out a hand and pressed her shoulder, "Wait! Move the camera down! Move back to the place where the person you killed just now!"

Taketori didn't know why, but he did it anyway.So through the lens of the mobile phone, the two clearly saw that the pile of black and white ashes on the ground gradually condensed and turned into a hunched figure. The dead villagers actually resurrected in situ!

It's just that after his resurrection, he still looked indifferent and confused, and he didn't seem to have any plans to find the murderer, and he still walked indifferently according to the established patrol route.

The black-haired young man and his mixed-race girl subordinates immediately looked at each other.

"Could this be..."

"The power of immortality?"

"magic?"

The two spoke diametrically opposite lines in unison.

Osamu Dazai looked at his subordinates who were not children at this age with a puzzled look: "Ache, how did you come to the conclusion of 'magic'?"

"Cough...cough cough, that's what adventure stories in fairy tales say." Taketori Che smiled awkwardly, "Villains can use vicious black magic."

As for black magic, why didn't you say that there lived a dark wizard named Grindelwald in Weiming Country?

In any case, after confirming that killing these villagers would be a waste of time, Taketori Che gave up the planned plan to summon Mr. Puff and go all the way in.

"I can only adopt option two." She said regretfully.

Originally, I wanted to slaughter the village.

Osamu Dazai seemed to have given up on saving her, and said helplessly, "It's better for us to be more cautious when we're new here."

"Boss, does your ability [Disqualification in the World] restrain this resurrection effect?"

"How do I know that, let's try again later."

That's right.

If you want to find the village chief's house, you have to go all the way into the village from the front of the village entrance.

Fortunately, there are many tall trees around the village, rugged mountain walls, as well as thatched huts and long wooden bridges in the village to form a route, which allows Taketori Che to sneak into the village as gently as possible with his boss on his back.

Therefore, the so-called second plan is to sneak into the depths of the village without disturbing most of the villagers as much as possible, even if they take a detour.

In this regard, Osamu Dazai swiftly tied himself firmly in the bamboo basket with a rope made of nanometer material, so that even if Taketori Che was playing handstand when the time came, he would not fall out together with him.

After confirming the safety of the back pendant, Taketori nodded, and pushed the plain glasses on the bridge of his nose, his light blue pupils turned white.

【Transparent World】!

In an instant, in the girl's field of vision, the night disappeared, leaving only the most ordinary vegetation, insects and ants crawling on the ground, the bodies of the villagers, and the corpses swaying slightly in the wind.

After checking the number of enemies and their positions again, Taketori Che finally chose the hidden cut-a half-collapsed thatched roof.

After climbing up to the roof, the girl did not disturb the enemies on the ground, but looked at the direction, and threw out the rope hook lock on the wrist of her left hand. With the faint turning sound of the mechanism, she was dragged up the thick tree trunk by the rope.

But an accident happened.

I thought the trunk of this tree was thick and hard enough, and there was no sign of corrosion inside, but Taketori Che forgot... Now her weight is the combined weight of two people!

"Crack!"

The tree trunk fell to the ground, and several disheveled villagers looked up subconsciously, but there was no one on the tree.

They froze for a few seconds, then lowered their heads, and continued walking in silence.

"Can you do it?" Dazai asked in a very low voice.

"If I say 'no', boss, are you going to change places with me?" Taketori Che replied angrily.

The delicate and frail leader of Hong Kong gangsters smiled without shame.

At this moment, the two of them were hanging on the backlight of another big tree like geckos. When they fell hastily just now, Taketori first threw out the hook lock again, and then directly smashed it with his strong ten fingers. She pulled the bark of the tree and dug it in deeply so that she and Osamu Dazai would not fall to the ground and be beaten by the violent villagers.

Anyway, it was a false alarm.

After that, Taketori Che turned on [Transparent World] to observe the road ahead and places where she could climb with bare hands, and added [Kelak Cutter's flat glasses] as a cover to eliminate the sense of existence. She jumped up and down like a monkey all the way, Fortunately, the villagers' senses to the outside world are a little dull, and Taketori Che usually runs away with people behind his back before he notices the abnormal movement above his head...

Soon, the girl arrived at the border area of ​​the previous investigation.So she stopped to release Brother Qiang crawling all over the ground, and by the way, used "Ming Ming" to start the second wave of map investigation.

While waiting, Osamu Dazai was curiously taking pictures with his phone—a special one with the silent, flash-off, of course—and he seemed interested in the history of this ghostly place.

Here is a field, like a terraced field, wide and stretching to form steps.These spooky villagers actually plowed the fields with weapons in front of them.However, no matter whether it is Taketori Che or Dazai Osamu, an agricultural layman can see that this land is no longer able to produce crops... because they don't water it, and they don't even have seeds!Is this a kind of loneliness?

This village is really sad.

I have lost my reason and thinking as a human being, and my body still retains the habit of farming...

But Osamu Dazai saw all this and didn't say anything, just continued to secretly take pictures.He noticed that there was a small altar standing under the mountain wall at the end of the field. It was dark and seemed to be enshrining something.

So the man tugged on Lazhutuoche's collar: "Ache, over there."

"Huh? The altar?"

"Go and see the statue over there." Dazai Osamu blinked his beautiful deep iris eyes and said in a low voice, "My intuition tells me that maybe there will be a different harvest."

Taketori Che thought about it, but agreed.

Of course, there was another round of detours, almost turning around the field before approaching the innermost altar.

After confirming that this thing had been abandoned for a long time, and there was no strange power, Taketori Che carefully opened the wooden door of the altar with the tip of the Japanese sword, and the dark and ferocious statue inside made the two of them "huh" One sound.

It was not a great god in Japanese mythology that the two of them were familiar with. This local god looked like a human with loose long hair. His left arm was carved with flame patterns, and he held a With a slender knife and a mouth full of fangs, he stared murderously at the two blasphemous strangers. (Note 1)

It's a pity that it was just a small idol, which fell on the ground for many days, covered with dust, and no one noticed it.

"Boss, which martial god is this? Hachiman Daimyojin? Bishamonten? Or Jianyu Raijin?"

As a mixed-race person who doesn't know much about traditional Japanese mythology, Taketori felt that the appearance of this god statue was inexplicably familiar, but the clumsy carpentry of the local craftsmen was completely in the direction of the blue-faced fang template, which made her feel at a loss.

"No, it should be the local god here."

Osamu Dazai took a few photos of it, saying that there was no problem on his side, so Taketori continued on the road.

This time, Taketori Che found the village chief's house.

The entire village has the highest geographical location, the largest area, and the largest number of villagers squatting in a daze at the door.

Apart from the male and female villagers, there is also a strong man who is at least two meters tall and has a figure like a sumo wrestler, carrying a big bronze bell full of rust on his back, which is not easy to mess with.

"What are they squatting there for?"

Taketori Che muttered and retracted Xiaoqiang's vision. Before arriving at the village chief's house, they first climbed on a broken water wheel, and then jumped on another wooden viaduct used to transport water.Of course, there is no water here, and before the viaduct crumbled, Taketori Che first jumped to the roof of the thatched house on the opposite side of the bridge.

She didn't grasp the weight well (mainly because she had an extra weight on her body), and directly crushed the roof, alarming the two villagers inside.

So these two things took knives again, screaming and rushing to stab her in the heart.

At first glance, it looks like an author who often writes abusive articles!

Taketori Che had no expression on his face, he pressed the handle of the knife, and the black light of the knife flashed between the enemy's necks.

Breath of Hell · Two Shapes · Ichthyosaur Dance!

The sword shape is as light as a swimming fish, and as unpredictable as a dragon wagging its tail. It is very effective and precise when dealing with this kind of multi-person and miscellaneous fish.

The phoenix flute sounded, the jade pot turned light, and the fish and dragon danced overnight.

This effect, whoever uses it will know.

The two abuse authors didn't even have time to scream, they were forced to go offline and have their accounts banned, and it would take at least 3 minutes for them to be revived.

"Let's slip away." Taketori Che shook the bamboo basket on his shoulder, and ran away.

The two crossed the small bridge in front of the thatched house and found that there was only one road leading to the village chief's house.

But what's interesting is that in the middle of the road, Taketori Che finally found someone who was not dressed as a local villager.

No, it should be a corpse. (Note 2)

Judging from the skeleton's bones, the corpse should have been a tall and strong man, so he was wearing a dark purple turban, armor and strangely colored fabrics, and two knives, one long and one short, were pinned to his waist. Traditional samurai attire.

The skeleton hung its head, as if it had died peacefully while sitting here, and there were not many wounds on its body.

"Ache, use a knife to cut open the fabric of his clothes, and let me see the shape of his armor." Dazai Osamu did not know what he was recording, and ordered casually.

The girl complied.

The armor has lost its original sturdiness due to the corrosion of time, and when the tip of the knife touches, it turns into iron filings and falls on the same rotten fabric.As for the two swords, they were also turned into scrap iron and could not be used at all.

"Understood." Dazai said in a serious academic tone, "This is the 'present world' at the end of the Warring States period. style."

Taketori Che touched his chin thoughtfully, "That is to say, when this samurai died here, it should be at the end of the Warring States period?"

"Well, it is a characteristic of the Azuchi Momoyama period. The ashigaru leaders of Nobunaga's era often wore this convenient armor."

Taketori was silent.

She remembered that in the diary records of her ancestor Akihara Shiina, it was mentioned that the period when the "Battle of Stealing the Country" occurred in Weiming Country, which was almost the end of the Warring States Period.

Did all the turmoil start from that time...

After bidding farewell to the corpse, the two continued to run forward, passing through a long and narrow valley, and Taketori noticed that there was a grave on the left side of the road.However, bugs and moisture have already corroded the wooden tombstone with the name of the deceased.

After passing through the valley, there is another big waterfall. There is a bridge cable above the waterfall, but unfortunately it has been broken.But there are always more solutions than difficulties. Taketori Che chose to run for a short distance first, then use the will-o’-the-wisp as a booster when he jumps out suddenly, and finally throw the hook lock towards the opposite mountain wall-a set of difficult operations After coming down, the two of them leaped over a river of more than ten meters and arrived at the opposite side of the waterfall without incident.

The village chief's house is at the end of the winding mountain road.

But Taketori still has one more thing to do before officially opening the monster: "Boss, should I find a place to hide you, or go up and open the monster together?"

She had thought that the leader would choose to be alone for a while, but the black-haired young man was terribly afraid of death, and wished he would not leave her for a moment, even if he died, he would die together.

Of course, that's not what he said. Dazai showed a provocative smile: "You can't protect me from these enemies?"

The girl's expression changed instantly - the boss was questioning her professional ability!

You can question my character and integrity, but you cannot question my business ability... because the latter is linked to earning ability!

"Are you kidding? It's just a villager!"

Having said that, Taketori Che cautiously approached behind this group of weird villagers squatting silently at the gate of the village chief's house, and used [Transparent World] to calculate the approximate combat strength of each enemy, and then quietly He leaned forward and stepped on the back of the big fat man carrying the bronze bell!

The big fat man's skin was scorched black, exuding a strong frantic and evil aura. It was too late when he sensed someone stepping on his back—the fat man with bloody eyes turned his head, and under the dark skin was a child-like child. His face is completely different from his sumo wrestler figure. (Note 3)

What's going on?

Taketori Che didn't have time to think about this question, and the Japanese knife in his hand had already pierced the man's throat.The black knife light slashed across, and the black and smelly blood sprayed out but was blocked by the "wall" composed of blue will-o'-the-wisps. A strange smell of decaying substances permeated the air.

The villagers on the side shouted loudly, stabbing at Taketori Che with the weapons in their hands-but it was not so much the anger at seeing their companions being killed, as it was their agitation to destroy these two living creatures. of outsiders.

Taketori Che jumped up from the fat man's body, [Tiger's Might] was activated, and she, who seemed ordinary at first, erupted a powerful aura that was as eye-catching as a tiger coming out of the mountain, shocking the few villagers closest to her They all froze.

The sun wheel knife held tightly in the girl's hand pierced the "flame wall" she had constructed earlier, and the blue will-o'-the-wisp burned instantly, turning it into a fire knife.

Breath of Hell · Two Shapes · Ichthyosaur Dance!

In the darkness, the black and blue swords were shining everywhere, and her "Fish and Dragon Dance" sword-shaped trail became more and more treacherous and confusing.Seeing that the heads of all the enemies were chopped off in an instant, only the villager who was farthest away opened his mouth to her and spit out brown-green foul-smelling and highly poisonous vomit-Taketori Che didn't want to get close to the opponent, and the fingers of his left hand flicked in the air. Twist it around, and a dense bone gun emerged, shooting away like white lightning and directly nailing this dung-spitting guy to the ground!

In this way, before Osamu Dazai turned on the video recording on his mobile phone, all the miscellaneous fish were dealt with.

"It's amazing, Ah Che." He sighed, "I used to hear people say how powerful [Night Ghost] is, but I didn't expect it to be really impressive when you actually do it."

"It's okay, it's just a show." Taketori Che shyly put down the bamboo basket and let the person out, "Quick, boss, touch those ashes! See if you can restrain this resurrection ability!"

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Osamu Dazai: "Do you have gloves?"

He didn’t have any gloves. In order to do the experiment, Dazai could only wrap his hands with pieces of cloth with a look of disgust (this would not affect [Disqualification in the World]), knelt down and touched the black and white ashes with his fingers. In his perception, an invisible thing seemed to disappear from the ashes between his fingers.

Then the two hid behind the house for another 5 minutes, and those enemies really didn't come back to life!Taketori Che was very happy, which showed that Mr. Crab finally had some practical effect.

Just before the two were about to enter the room, Taketori Che opened "Mingming" and took a look inside, then suddenly raised his hand to make Osamu Dazai stand away from him: "There are people inside."

Kicking open the door, the enemy inside roared and rushed over, with a ferocious attitude, a ghostly face, and the beard on the chin twisted and rolled like an octopus' tentacles-it's a pity that Taketori Che was prepared for it, and he hacked to death with a few knives.

"Who is this?" Taketori Che kicked the red-clothed enemy who had not yet completely turned into ashes suspiciously. This was the first time he had seen this type of villager.

"He's wearing hunting clothes." The black-haired young man said abruptly behind her, "It's not clothes that ordinary villagers can wear. Combined with the background of the times, I'm afraid... this is the Mr. Village Chief we've been looking for."

Taketori Che looked at the pile of dark red cloth covered with large suspicious stains, full of insect holes and damage, this fucking is a hunting clothes?

After confirming the safety of the house, the two entered the house cautiously - Osamu Dazai turned on the flashlight, but Taketori Che didn't need this light source.

The house is covered with moss and mold, and a thick layer of greasy green "blanket" grows on the wooden boards, which is very disgusting.

"Hey! Boss, be careful where you step!" Taketori Che felt that he had kicked something, and looked down at the fragments of brown clay pots under the moss. The edges were sharp and shattered into countless halves.

Dazai quickly stopped, and swept the flashlight downwards, and found that the whole room was made up of fragments of these clay pots.Apparently, when the village chief was a normal person, he kept a lot of these clay pots in the house, and he didn't know what he was doing.

"Thank you for the reminder, Ache." The black-haired young man said gratefully, "For safety, can I climb back on your back?"

Taketori Che: ...

Of course, Mr. Dazai Nezuko.

Jokes aside, the two still found a rotten black hat in the house, which proved that the previous enemy in red was indeed wearing a hunting suit, and his identity was not ordinary.

Most importantly, Taketori Che discovered a fragment of a scroll that was handwritten.

The paper was withered and yellow, with traces of gnawing by insect eyes and scorching on it. The characters and grammar written were still ancient Japanese, which was slightly different from modern Japanese.

"Show me." Osamu Dazai still wrapped his hands with pieces of cloth before picking up the remnants of the scroll. After all, no one knows whether there are strong viruses and bacteria on these items.Taketori Che was in charge of lighting the lamp for him, and the two squatted head to head at the door of the village chief's house to look at this thing.

The following is an approximate translation.

【...The nobles from the capital city are here again, and they brought water from the capital city.The nobleman said that as long as you drink the water of the capital, everyone can become a man of the capital!So, I held a banquet in the village, and the villagers all came to drink...]

【...Someone actually refuses to drink!I really don't know what to do!Feed me down!The painstaking efforts of the old man...]

【So thirsty!So thirsty!The concentration of the water in the capital is not enough, there is more...more to become a person in the capital. 】

[The people who drowned in the lake can only show that their blessings are not enough, and they need more water for eternal life...]

There will be no more after that.Just jumbled lines and meaningless invective and whispers.

Taketori Che was shocked after reading it. This suspected village head's diary revealed several important information.

The nobles from the capital brought water from the capital.The village head invited everyone to drink it for the purpose of "immortality".

—Which capital city?Is it Kyoto?That place is quite far from here.

——My lord?Who is so kind?Buy you a drink?The nobles in the feudal era are all comparable to Zhou Papi!There is definitely a conspiracy behind this!

——What is Beijing Water?Why drink it can live forever?And it needs enough concentration of capital water?

Countless questions appeared in the girl's mind. The village chief with the tentacle beard and the strange appearance of the villagers made her upset, so she had to ask Dazai behind him for help: "Boss, what do you think?"

"It seems that the clay pots in the previous house were originally filled with 'capital water'. The so-called 'capital' does not necessarily refer to Kyoto, but may also be a synonym for other cities. Others, I have no idea." Black hair The leader said, fiddling with the remnants of the scroll with his fingers, "Insufficient information, we need to continue to collect clues. By the way...we didn't find the map."

Taketori Che's expression froze, but fortunately Dazai said again in the next second: "Look at the left hand side of the house, there is a road extending into the mountain, why don't we go and have a look."