Courtyard House: Why is my time-travel experience so shabby?

The cave was dead silent, with only the occasional crackling sound of the firewood.

These half-human, half-ghost guys were obviously led by the shameless man, and everyone sat on his left and right.

At this moment, his eyeballs, which were not covered by eyelids and looked particularly ferocious, were rolled up to the limit. The pupils were invisible, leaving only large areas of white and spider-web-like red threads under the eyes.

After a long while, the faceless man's eyeballs finally slowly fell back, revealing brown-green pupils the size of rice grains.

After a few seconds, the muscles around his mouth did not move at all, but a strange sound came from his body.

"he came."

This is ventriloquism, using an unknown minority language from the Indian language family, which is relatively close to the Santal language of the Midwest.

Hearing the voice, all the half-human ghosts turned their heads towards him, but still no one spoke, they just stared at him quietly.

Even the guy without eyes stared at him with his dark eyes without blinking, which was indescribably weird.

"Go down the mountain and prepare for the sacrifice."

The faceless man said little. After giving the order, he stood up, picked up a huge, burnt and blackened leather bag beside him, and walked out of the cave.

This leather bag is the size of a water tank and is more than half a person's height. Judging from the texture, it should be tanned human skin, and it is a whole piece from the back.

Judging from the volume of the skin bag, at least 10 human skins would be enough.

The bag was very full, and no one knew what was inside. It looked extremely heavy, but the faceless man lifted it with ease.

Not only him, but all the half-human ghosts were holding the same leather bags in their hands and following him silently.

A few hours later, the sky was bright.

A Belfast transport plane flew low over the top of Bilecik Mountain, and a moment later, several white lotus flowers suddenly bloomed in the sky.

A few minutes later, when there were still dozens of meters from the ground, Du Weiguo simply threw away his parachute and fell from the sky like a meteor.

"Boom!" He slammed heavily on an open space, and smoke and dust rose up in an instant with an alarming sound.

"gentlemen!"

Yuan Ying's emotions that had been suppressed for so long burst out, her eyes instantly sparkled, and she let out a moan, and flew towards him like a bird flying into the forest.

"As expected of you, sir. Even your appearance is so shocking, like a god descending to earth!"

Yuan Qianye muttered to himself, dazed and confused.

"Tsk, this Du kid is getting more and more cocky. Damn it, he can even do a flying jump with a parachute!"

Hu San curled his lips and spoke in a sour tone.

Du Weiguo did not dodge Yuan Ying's pounce, as that would have been too hurtful. He opened his arms and hugged her tightly.

"Tsk, I didn't expect this little girl to be quite attractive."

  Feeling the surging pressure coming from his chest, Du Weiguo was secretly shocked, but he joked:

"Oh, it's so heavy! Yuan Ying, I haven't seen you for a few months. Have you gained weight because you eat too well?"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Ying, who was originally blushing with excitement and immersed in happiness, immediately stopped sobbing and retorted coquettishly:

"No, I'm not fat. I just have more equipment on me."

"Oh, really? Let me see, what equipment did you bring?"

Du Weiguo is now considered an old hand in the world of women. He easily resolved the awkwardness, changed the subject, and took the opportunity to put Yuan Ying down.

"Look, this is a silenced MP5 custom-made by HK, and the latest Glock 68 produced by the St. George Arsenal.

My red whip is hidden here. Oh, and here is the tight body armor you gave me, and the half-face mask~"

Yuan Ying lifted up her cloak and displayed her weapons and equipment one by one as if she were presenting treasures, with a proud expression and cheerful tone, like a child who has not grown up.

"Well, not bad, really good, armed to the teeth."

Du Weiguo said perfunctorily, then turned his head to look at Hu San and Yuan Qianye who had come up to him, and greeted them with a smile.

"Third brother, Qianye, long time no see. Third brother, you are still as handsome as ever, and your demeanor is even better than before."

"gentlemen!"

Qian Ye was a little excited when he saw Du Weiguo, but he was a deep and reserved person, so he just called out once and that was all.

As for Hu San, even though he was always complaining, when he heard Du Weiguo calling him "Third Brother", he was so happy that his eyebrows were not visible and his bones were softened.

"Hey, brother-in-law, you're getting more and more arrogant now! I heard that a few days ago, you did a big job in Somalia, beheading more than 10,000 people in one day and one night.

It is said that he also killed a few black-skinned fools who claimed to be gods. Tsk, when will I be able to join in on this kind of big scene?"

  Du Weiguo smiled and said casually:

"No problem. Next time I encounter a tough problem, I will ask you, Brother Three, to help me."

"Haha! It works. Third brother promises to code it clearly for you!"

Hu San was a man of all stripes and with a very face-conscious personality. Although he knew very well that Du Weiguo was just talking casually, he still appreciated it and his face was flushed with joy.

At this moment, Reina and her two followers had already parachuted to the ground and were trotting over to meet them.

When everyone arrived, Du Weiguo's face became serious. He didn't say any pleasantries and went straight to the point.

“Third brother, the main reason I came to Persia this time is because the English Governor and the garrison commander in Istanbul were murdered.

There are signs that the murderer may have the ability to control the mind, and someone saw you near the scene before and after the crime."

Upon hearing this, Hu San's face suddenly turned gloomy, and even the expressions of the Yuan brothers and sisters became not so good.

"Sir, we~" Yuan Ying shouted anxiously, but was interrupted by Hu San who grabbed her arm when she was about to explain.

"So, you think we did this?"

Hu San did not explain, but asked back, and his tone was even very cold.

To be honest, no one dares to talk to Du Weiguo like this now, not even Miss Hu. This is Hu San, who is born unruly and will not bow to anyone.

"No!" Du Weiguo shook his head: "Third brother, I am sure that you did not do this."

  Upon hearing this, Hu San's expression visibly improved, but he still looked fierce as he asked:

"Oh why?"

  Du Weiguo explained calmly:

"Third brother, although you are free and unrestrained, you always know the big picture and know right from wrong. How could you kill someone for no reason? There must be something else behind this.

Even if you really did it, you must have your reasons, and you would have said something to us before and after the incident."

"Hahaha!"

Hu San couldn't hold it in any longer, and laughed out loud with satisfaction, his brows relaxed, and he felt as if all the dark clouds in the sky had dispersed.

"Okay, based on these few words, I, Hu San, have decided that I am your brother-in-law. If you and Hu Laowu have a fight in the future, I will stand by you!"

"Okay, Third Brother, I'll rely on you to make the decision for me from now on."

  Hu San was completely obedient after just a few words. At this time, Du Weiguo struck while the iron was hot, took out a cigarette case, handed him a cigarette, and took out a lighter to help him light it:

"Third brother, you have always been clear-headed and never tolerate any injustice. Tell me, what's going on? Is someone trying to throw dirty water on us on purpose?"

  When he heard this question, a hint of anger flashed across Hu San's eyes:

"You guessed right. Someone is really brave and is trying to provoke us!"

Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows: "Oh? What's the other party's plan?"

  Hu San shook his head, his tone a little hesitant:

"Until now, I still can't tell what this bastard is up to. It's a bit weird."

"Oh? Even you can't tell. Third brother, please tell us in detail and we can discuss it together."

Du Weiguo was a little surprised. You know, Hu San lived longer than Miss Hu, traveled far and wide, and had a very broad vision.

Hu San took two puffs of his cigarette and slowly exhaled the smoke:

"Four days ago, the three of us went to Mersin Port to pick up an immigrant ship from Hong Kong Island. But in the middle of the night, someone in the team suddenly went crazy and attacked others without caring about anything."

After taking a breath, Hu San continued to curse:

"Damn, when we rushed over, we found that these people had been possessed by someone. After we stabilized the situation, we found that more than 30 people were dead and over a hundred were injured.

Damn it, when I catch this dog basket, I will definitely pull his head off and kick it like a ball."

"Xiaoqiao? Third brother, could the other party be an immortal?"

Du Weiguo was surprised to hear this term. The lower orifice is a term unique to the Northeastern spirit masters, and there are also differences between half orifice and full orifice. To put it bluntly, it is also a kind of mental control.

  Hu San nodded, then shook his head:

"I'm also wondering about this. If we only look at the Dharma, it is indeed a lower orifice, or half an orifice. However, it is not an immortal family. I only smell the scent of human."

"Human flavor?"

  Du Weiguo repeated:

"Third brother, is it possible that this guy, like you and Miss Hu, gave up his original body and coexisted with humans?"

Hu San denied it without hesitation:

"Impossible. Even if I become a human, no matter how deep my skills are, as long as I have a lower orifice, I can smell it."

The spirit mediums in the Northeast claim to be from a lineage that has lasted for hundreds of years.

Even though Hu San usually appears to be carefree, he is a genuine Lushan native, the legitimate son of Master Hu San. He comes from a famous family with a profound family tradition, so naturally he has some unique skills that are unknown to the public.

  Du Weiguo was too lazy to delve into it and nodded without commenting:

"Third brother, have you met him? How many people are there on the other side?"

"I've seen him!" Yuan Ying, who had been staring at Du Weiguo eagerly, finally found a chance to speak.

"Yes, that's right. Among the few of us, Sakurako is the fastest. She has always been the one leading the pursuit, and she is the only one who has seen the idea."

Seeing how pitiful her unrequited love was, Hu San couldn't help but feel sympathy and spoke up for her.

"Haha, I've personally experienced Yuan Ying's speed. She is indeed as fast as the wind."

Du Weiguo chuckled and teased.

"Sir~"

Recalling the embarrassing experience of competing with Du Weiguo in leg strength and being stretched to pieces and fainting, Yuan Ying's face flushed with shame and she let out a long sound of anger.

But at this moment, a hint of sweetness and secret joy welled up in her heart. It turned out that he still remembered all this.

Hey, I really overestimated my own abilities at that time. I even dared to compete in speed with the new owner of the Kusanagi sword, the best in the world.

  When I fainted, he should have hugged me. Also, he hugged me just now, his embrace~~

Yuan Ying's thoughts were wandering, and she was about to lose herself in a trance, when Du Weiguo quickly spoke up and brought her back to reality.

"Yuan Ying, tell me in detail, who is hiding in the dark and doing this?"

"Oh, oh." Yuan Ying came back to her senses instantly and her face turned even redder.

"The Third Master smelled the scent of an idea at the port, so we started tracking him all the way to the northwest. Because he always went through the mountains and over the ridges, we had to give up our means of transportation.

Later, we followed him to Istanbul and found that he had killed someone. Then, we followed him here, and then the Third Master stopped us from pursuing him any further. "

After listening to her, Du Weiguo smacked his lips helplessly. It was true that everyone has his or her own expertise.

Yuan Ying talked for a long time, but it was the same as saying nothing. She didn't even reveal any key or useful clues.

Du Weiguo had no choice but to ask himself: "Yuan Ying, there is only one person on the other side, right?"

"Yes, we have only found one so far, but Master San said that the other party may not be alone. They may have an ambush ahead."

"What are the characteristics of this person?"

Yuan Ying answered seriously:

"He was very tall, and he wore a very dirty, long gray cloak all day long, hiding his head and tail, like a ghost."

"Uh~"

Du Weiguo was exhausted and completely speechless.

Yuan Ying did it perfectly. If you asked her about the city gate tower, she would answer about the hip axis, avoiding all the key points. After talking for a long time, she didn't even know whether the target was a man or a woman.

"Sir, the target is a male, about 180cm tall and weighing around 70kg. His exact age and appearance are unknown.

Judging from the exposed skin on his hands, he is of a race between white and yellow, probably from West Asia or the Middle East.

In addition, in addition to the suspected ability to control minds, his eyes also have night vision, and his movement speed is very fast, almost comparable to Sakura, and his endurance is very strong. "

Unable to bear watching his own sister continue to make a fool of herself, the usually silent Yuan Qianye stepped forward and took over the conversation, explaining in a clear and logical manner.

Damn, finally there is someone who understands. Du Weiguo nodded with satisfaction and looked at him with admiration.

There was joy in Yuan Qianye's eyes, but he behaved very calmly and appropriately, just bowing and nodding slightly.

This is also the unique etiquette of the Japanese. They do not take credit for their achievements, and do not boast of their fame, at least on the surface.

"Humph!"

Yuan Ying, however, was not so aware of the situation. She simply pouted her lips and glared fiercely at her brother who had stolen her limelight.

In fact, as a shrine maiden of Atsuta Shrine, Yuan Ying had received etiquette education far superior to that of her brother.

It's just that this little girl is born rebellious, otherwise she wouldn't have run away from the shrine. After leaving Japan, she hung out with the lawless Hu San all day long, and completely let herself go.

  Du Weiguo didn't have time to pay attention to her little emotions, and turned directly to Hu San:

"So, this guy has gone into the mountains now? Third brother, can you still smell him?"

Upon hearing this, Hu San's eyes immediately lit up, he flicked away the cigarette butt, and his tone was obviously excited.

"Yes, it didn't rain last night, so the smell of the dots hasn't dissipated yet. There are no big lakes or rivers in this mountain, so the smell won't be gone. I should be able to catch up."

Du Weiguo asked again: "Third brother, have you contacted Miss Hu? Is she on her way here?"

"Yes, she is here, but she came here on your submarine, which is slow. She may not arrive until tomorrow morning, which may be too late."

Hu San's voice was muffled, and there was something behind his words. He simply wanted to break away from Miss Hu and work on his own.

He is a man who cares a lot about his reputation and has old-fashioned ideas. He always brags about being a relative of the emperor and his uncle. He doesn't want to hide under the shadow of Miss Hu forever, and he is eager to make achievements and establish his own career.

  "Hmm~" Du Weiguo rubbed his chin and did not reply immediately. Hu San suddenly became anxious and could not help but urged:

"Brother-in-law, time waits for no one. Let's not wait for her anymore and go straight into the mountain."

  Yuan Ying also quickly jumped out to help out:

"Yes, yes! Sir, that guy runs very fast. If we wait another day, we won't be able to catch up with him."

She also didn't want to go into the mountains with the overbearing Miss Hu, because the big fox was a jealous person.

With her around, Yuan Ying couldn't even think of getting close to Du Weiguo, let alone a few meters away. She didn't even have a chance to talk to him alone.

Du Weiguo looked teasingly and turned his gaze to Yuan Qianye.

Qianye was a reserved and calm person, and although he didn't say a word, the fighting spirit in his eyes was rising like a blazing flame.

In fact, he was the one most eager to fight among the three.

Recently, Du Weiguo formed his own direct attendant group, and the key members were all his fellow Japanese compatriots. This made Qian Ye very jealous and even gave rise to a trace of resentment.

You know, he and Yuan Ying are Du Weiguo's sword servants and should serve him. Unexpectedly, this identity was taken by someone else.

What made him even more devastated was that not long after, he heard about the incredible battle record from Somalia.

After all, he was an internal member, so the battle records he received were more detailed. Not only was he shocked by Shiina Shota's terrifying performance, but he couldn't help but feel a desire to win.

Du Weiguo laughed: "Hahaha, it seems that everyone is very motivated. Okay, let's go into the mountains."

Three hours later, in a cave deep in the mountains, Hu San squatted beside the extinguished campfire and sniffed.

"There was indeed an ambush. There were seven people in the cave at the time."

As he spoke, he pulled out a dagger from his waist, picked up a piece of unburned charcoal from the ashes and smelled it.

"Fuck!" The next second, Hu San threw away the charcoal and spat viciously, his expression full of disgust.

"Corpse oil, these guys actually put corpse oil in the fire. Damn, aren't they afraid of being poisoned and suffocated to death? What the hell is this?"

Du Weiguo smelled the unpleasant and strange smell left in the cave, frowned slightly, and whispered to himself:

"This smell seems a bit familiar."

"Oh? Have you smelled it?" The Third Master had sharp ears and heard him mumbling.

  "Yeah." Du Weiguo briefly recalled:

"Not long ago, I was in Muscat and destroyed a religious temple. The incense burner in that temple was burning corpse oil, and it smelled the same."

"Evil temple? What does it worship?" Hu San became interested. (End of this chapter)