The white moonlight is my vest

Osamu Dazai once saw with his own eyes the blood of an unknown number of people spilled on the wall of the Mafia torture room at the port, but that scene was less than one-thousandth of the atrocities committed by the Chanyuan family.

The decoration inside this house is not complicated, it can be said to be extremely simple.A rusty bed is placed in the center, surrounded by various cabinets, and various yellow symbols are hung from the ceiling.

There was also a young girl lying on the iron bed.

Tsushima Wenshu stepped over the flesh and blood on the ground and walked up to the young girl, stretched out his hand to check the girl's breath.

Not breathing, even the temperature of the body is so cold... It seems that he has been dead for a long time.

It was exactly the same as Tsushima Fuki and the others speculated.What she might have been wearing was a black and white maid's skirt - since this was the case, it was convenient for them to determine the identity of the deceased.Her body took on a distorted shape—not the degree of curvature a human skeleton can do, and there was no doubt that someone had broken her bones and placed her like this.

What caught Tsushima Fuki's attention even more was her head.

"..." He was silent for a while, staring at the piles of hair mixed with blood under his feet, "They took her brain away."

……and.

The deceased's eyes were wide open and his neck was heavily bruised.Upon closer inspection, the bruise was exactly in the shape of a human palm.There were two pairs of shackles on the iron bed. Based on her height, the position of the two pairs of shackles connected to the iron bed was just enough to hold the limbs of the deceased.

The shackles were also dripping with blood. Judging by the color, the blood had not left the body for a long time.

This means...

She may have had her head opened and her brain removed while she was awake.

Osamu Dazai pondered: "Brain?"

Since ancient times, human beings have never stopped exploring the brain.It's just that the human brain is too mysterious, and it's too bloody to study the material conditions in this area. As time goes by, fewer and fewer people will do this research.

"...Could it be that they think that studying the brain," Osamu Dazai twitched his lips, "can help them upgrade?"

"Become the boss of the magic world?"

This silliness is ridiculous, but it happens to be true.

No, it's true.

Osamu Dazai sighed silently, feeling troubled.

... He is not interested in meddling in other people's family affairs. Normally, he would definitely leave this matter to Zenyuan Shangya, and let Zenyuan Shangya handle his family's troubles by himself.

Although Tsushima Onki didn't show any special feeling of nausea and vomiting since entering the house.But Osamu Dazai was still not stupid. He had stayed in this environment for too long, and he had already keenly noticed that there seemed to be something wrong with Fusuki Tsushima's body.

"That group of people will definitely come back. Do you want to see their research results?"

Osamu Dazai asked.

Tsushima Wenshu has no objection: "Then go and have a look."

"Are you going to tell Chanyuan Shangya the news later?" Osamu Dazai was a little curious. Did Zenyuan Shangya know about this? Did he know that there was a girl who had pinned all her hopes of living on him? Corpse, "His reaction must be wonderful, right?"

Tsushima Fuki: "..."

He would be an idiot if he still couldn't sense Dazai Osamu's hostility towards Zenin Shangya.

"It has nothing to do with us," Tsushima Fuki calmly looked at the small door at the back, "This all happened more than ten years ago, the dead have already died, and saving them in the dungeon is just Just lie to yourself and make yourself feel better."

Osamu Dazai stared at him for a while, but his expression suddenly changed.

He tugged on Tsushima Wenshu's sleeve vigorously, but without making a sound, he mouthed: "Someone is coming."

There is no doubt about who will come here at this time.

...The group of conjurers from the Chanyuan family probably came back after dealing with the invasion of the Zenyuan family.

It is known that the other party is a conjurer, and the number of people is unknown, but the sound of footsteps will definitely not be too small, Dazai Zhiyu.However, on their side... two sick people (he is confident: I am sick too!), Yuyu can't face each other head-on.With Tsushima Onki, Osamu Dazai can't arbitrarily regard himself as a bait to penetrate into the enemy's army.

If you die in this dungeon, you will really die!

As good as it sounds to actually die... Osamu Dazai didn't die stupidly in this dungeon, he still had things to do.But there is nothing in this room where the two big men can hide, there is only one way for them.

—that is the little door.

It's just that Dazai Osamu didn't know what was hidden behind that small door.

But... maybe the game is going to be cleared like this?

Tsushima Fuki just watched Dazai Osamu conjure up a wire out of nowhere, and fiddled with the lock of the small door a few times with ease, and the door opened.The two of them tried not to make any footsteps, and walked into the room covered by the small door.

Where do the lost brains of the dead go?

Of course here.

The room is very dark, but there are countless human brain specimens, and it makes people sick to look at them.This room is much cleaner than the one outside. I am afraid that the members of the Chanyuan family also know the preciousness of human brains, so they dare not put them aside casually.

But that doesn't mean it's not dirty anymore.

Dazai glanced at it.

"...fifty," he said softly, "fifty at least."

That's fifty lives.

Now that the matter has come to this point, the truth about Shang Ye's death in the Chanyuan can be fully revealed.Wenshu Tsushima wasn't so stupid that the people in the Buddhist monastery would go crazy to such an extent...it was simply unreasonable.

On the other side, Zenyuan Shang has also been approached by an unreasonable Zenyuan home magician.

"You are Shangya?" The elder with a long beard and wrinkled face couldn't help shrinking back when he saw Gojo Satoru, and his tone became even worse, "I don't care what you used The spell returns to the family—”

The Chanyuan Shang also raised his hands: "Let me explain something first."

"I'm a normal person, and I'm not interested in all of you including this family," he yawned, which annoyed the elder even more, "so don't say that I will 'go back' to the family."

The monk of the Chanyuan also tilted his head and asked Wutiaowu: "Do I have a family?"

Gojo Satoru, of course: "There is no Zenyuan."

Chanyuan Shangye: "..."

I always feel that this sentence is a bit strange.

The Great Elder took a deep breath: "I don't care what your purpose is—"

"What purpose can I have?" Chanyuan Shang also pointed to himself with a smile, "If I come to the Chanyuan home with a purpose, there is only one thing - to kill all of you."

Great Elder: "...I don't have the same knowledge as a person like you! Sure enough, you are—"

This time the Great Elder was interrupted by Wujo Wu: "Before you speak," Wujo Wu stretched out his middle finger and asked politely, "Can you be stupid first?"

The Great Elder... The Great Elder didn't speak foolishly this time.

Anyone who is interrupted three times in a row will not have the desire to speak again.

"I can't control you anymore!" The Great Elder's crutches hit the ground heavily, and he shouted angrily, "Patriarch, your son is disrespectful to us now, according to the rules, he should..."

The Chanyuan Shang also raised his head and looked at the man who was standing behind the Great Elder and continued to drink without saying a word.

His trance was momentary, only caught by Gojo Satoru who had been standing beside him.But in the next second, Chanyuan Shang also picked up his frivolous smile again, and stepped on the thunder point of the great elder precisely:

"There are no rules."

"I'm no longer at the Chanyuan family."

The Great Elder would jump up in anger at Chanyuan Shangye's rebellion, but this does not mean that he would not sit idly by Chanyuan Shangye, and would not recognize Chanyuan Shangye as a Chanyuan family member.In fact, most of these elders both love and hate the Chanyuan Shangye.

After all, Zenyuan Shangye is indeed the most talented person in the Zenyuan family, and it seems that Zenyuan Zhipiren will not give birth to a third son.However, the monks of the Chanyuan were too rebellious and loose, and ignored the "teaching" of the elders.

In response to this, the elder Caiqu of the Chanyuan’s parents responded by coldly treating the Chanyuan Shang.

They deliberately treated Zenyuan Shangya coldly, and valued his younger brother Zenyuan Naoya, and deliberately made Zenyuan Shang feel the so-called gap-a disobedient child will not be valued by the family no matter how talented he is.

... They don't feel at all that their "teaching" is wrong.

As time passed, everyone got used to treating Chanyuan Shangya like this, even his father, Zenyuan Zhipiren, was no exception.

Compared with the Great Elder who had already begun to insult, the Zhibi people of the Chanyuan were much calmer.He gave Shang Ye a complicated look at the Chanyuan, walked up to Shang Ye, and asked him, "Did he make such a big commotion before?"

Shang Ye's lips moved.

"No."

"Then those conjurers who went with you...?"

Shang also raised his head.

His eyes were calm and unwavering: "I killed it, and it has nothing to do with others."

The Zhipi people of the Chanyuan asked: "In this case, do you know what kind of punishment you will accept?"

"After doing these things, your heir ceremony will also be put on hold temporarily," said the monk Zhipi of the Zen Academy, "because your behavior cannot prove to everyone that you are a competent heir."

Shang Ye: "...I know."

The Zenyuan Zhibiren paused: "Very well, go and receive the punishment yourself."

"I don't know what I do on your side," the Zenyuan Zhibi turned his head and looked at Zenyuan Shangya, "But what about you has nothing to do with me. I just need to discipline my son. He doesn't care about you." Will go the same way as you, and will not be the same person as you."

...This is really, the funniest thing.

Gilgamesh sneered.

This "father" has never really understood his son, but he wants to say some words of discipline... This is really a joke in the world.Even Gilgamesh had to sigh after reading it, such a family is really rare in the world.

Distorted, misshapen.

Chanyuan Shangye: "Really?"

He also seemed to find it ironic.

"Then you are really one," he said with a smile, "a very competent father."

"Having such a father is really quite lucky for 'Shang Ye'."

The people who live directly next to the Buddhist monastery: "..."

He selectively ignored Chanyuan Shangya's provocation.

"You must have a purpose in coming to the Zenyuan's house," the Zhibi of the Zenyuan frowned, "What are you going to do? You can't be bored and come to see you ten years ago, right?"

Emiya Kiritsugu was listening intently to the conversation between the two, trying to capture information in the conversation.But at this moment, Florian patted him on the shoulder.

Emiya Kiritsugu: "?"

Florian quietly pointed to Shang Ye's back.

"Let's catch up." His voice was very soft, "That person is secretly hiding a secret."