[Slow Wear] Assassin System

Oranobu Soki's Thousand-Layer Routine

Miao Xuan burned the letter paper and walked out of the room.

There was no one in the unfamiliar corridor, and weeds were overgrown in the untended courtyard. The more northern the courtyard, the more tall trees were planted in the courtyard. The scene here is completely different from that of Izuha.

The coalition army has turned from offensive to defensive all the way. After a big defeat, there is a bad tendency to go into a slump. In addition, midsummer is approaching, and the bodies of the dead must be burned or buried, and the plot of homesickness has become a burden.

It is completely different from the quiet courtyard. Outside the courtyard are noisy garrisons and fearful and angry people. Years of bumper harvests have won the loyalty and trust of the people for Zhixin. Not long ago, the tragedy of Ganhei was blamed on the invaders by public opinion. , People think this is a catharsis of unwillingness before the defeat of the coalition forces.

If Zhixin Zongqi really did the same thing as the former Deyu daimyo, then when he died, this piece of fertile land would collapse, maybe it would be another red land, this battle against Zhixin Regardless of victory or not, Yuguang's probably got nothing but infamy.

But no matter how terrible the consequences are, there is no longer any delay. It is impossible not to clean the wound because of the pain of the trauma.

Miao Xuan walked along the corridor, and finally came to the courtyard of Yuguang Zhongzheng.

Yuguang Zhongzheng was not around these few days, he had too many things to do, Miao Xuan got a rest in the name of recovering from his injuries, but Yuguang Zhongzheng's affairs had doubled.

There was no one in the courtyard, so Miao Xuan stood still outside the courtyard gate, hesitated for a while before turning to the temple in the courtyard.

Zen Master Zaixue also came with the army. He usually needs to heal the wounded, but he should still be in the temple now.

This mansion also once belonged to the city lord. The interior decoration is extravagant and exquisite. The temple was probably built for the family members. Later, because of Zhixin's rule, he dared not ask gods and Buddhas again. Maybe it was blocked or there were others. However, all its added value is gone now, leaving only the most authentic function...

Ask God to worship Buddha?

Miao Xuan pushed open the door of the small monastery, and a cool breath came over his face. Under the tall wooden Bodhisattva, a monk was kneeling on the ground with his back to him.

"Zen Master, you should know the purpose of my coming to you." Miao Xuan just stood by the door and didn't go in. "Is it also in your expectation that the coalition army will have today?"

The Zen master sighed, and his voice sounded rare and old: "How can the power of mortals hurt the devil? The army of the coalition army cannot defeat the evil spirit."

Miao Xuan didn't want to continue talking nonsense with him, he said directly: "I'm going to the capital, I need you to help me pass a few words to Zhongzheng."

The link between him and Yuguang Zhongzheng has never been broken, but in case something happens, no one knows what Zhixin Zongqi is. In order to prevent accidents, Miao Xuan decided to unilaterally cut off the link after leaving.

The Zen master paused, he got up slowly, and then turned around, the exposed face surprised Miao Xuan—Zai Xue seemed to have aged overnight, his face was covered with wrinkles, and his eyebrows changed. She was so white that even her back looked rickety.

"Everything has its destiny." Zaixue said sadly, "The final decisive battle is imminent. If you fail, then this world will be led into the abyss of bottomless by him."

It's true that people get old, but the nagging still hasn't changed...

Miao Xuan didn't ask why Zen Master Zaixue changed his appearance, he just asked: "Do you have any other prophecies? Now there is no need to hide it, so tell me."

The Zen master bowed: "I am a 'dream', and I can only see the weak past and present in the dream. There are only so many things I can see... Zhixin Zongqi sacrificed himself as a sacrifice on the night of his adulthood. To the demon, on that day he devoured all his brothers, ten days later, he devoured his own parents, on another ten days, he killed all his relatives, eight years ago, his last blood was cut off by himself .”

Miao Xuan hesitated for a moment before realizing that what he said eight years ago should be the wife of the Changzong family, the princess of the Zhixin clan, it seems that she was killed by Zhixin Zongqi, and I don’t know what it is Let her brother move to kill.

"Zongxin Zongqi did not stop because of this. The wider the territory he owns, the more powerful he is. Zhixin Zongqi has become a demon god." The Zen master put his hands together, "Forty years of ghosts and gods have been born, and they can end The only ones in hell are dragons."

As early as a few years ago, when Zen Master Zaixue first appeared, he wanted to persuade Miao Xuan to kill Zhixin Zongqi, but maybe his "dream" could not be seen too much at that time, and Miao Xuan himself also because of various For various reasons, he could not leave Tianjin, so the matter was left alone.

But now time has passed, Dao Gui went to hunt down the demon god who took away part of his soul, and then he disappeared in Zhixin's mansion, and now the Zen master has confirmed this...

Speaking of this, what else does Miao Xuan not understand?

There is a high probability that Zhixin Zongqi is the "devil god", but there is still a time issue. The father of Daogui sacrificed his son to the demon god more than 20 years ago. Calculate the age of Zhixin Zongqi , he sacrificed himself in the original clothes after the sword ghost was killed, so how did he become the demon god who took away the soul of the sword ghost?

"The sword ghost disappeared in Zhixin's mansion, how did Zhixin Zongqi become a demon god..." Miao Xuan asked in doubt, "Do you know?"

The Zen master lowered his eyes: "The so-called demon gods are just powerful demons. The demon king also becomes a demon when he sacrifices himself. The strongest demon is the demon god."

Miao Xuan was speechless after hearing this.

There is really nothing to say about this, and now the world seems to have become a single book again, although this kind of [Secrets!Zhixin Mansion! 】It doesn't sound very interesting, but he has no other choice.

Miao Xuan can guarantee that if he talks nicely with Yu Guangzhong, Yu Guangzhong will never allow him to go alone, not only that, but he will try his best to stop it.

But if he leaves now so silently...

Forget it, Yuguang Zhongzheng has grown up after all, and is no longer the child who needed protection back then.

Miao Xuan sighed silently, and said to the aging Zen master in front of him, "Zhongzheng and Ningning, please leave it to me in the future."

The Zen master stared at him steadfastly, he was already very old now, only those eyes could see the shadow of the past, but now it can only reflect the deep and strange Buddhist hall.

He bowed deeply to Miao Xuan: "I would like to accept the order, I wish you... prosperous martial arts."

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Sneaking into the capital and stabbing him single-handedly sounds easy, but in this world, only Miao Xuan can do it.

Now it is wartime, and the surrounding area of ​​Kyoto is under martial law. Not only that, but the high walls are also covered with skeleton heads. At first glance, it is indeed a scene of hell.

The time Miao Xuan chose for himself to infiltrate was at night. He changed his equipment to full acceleration, and moved forward relying on the accumulated experience in the world of Lanling King.

Although judging from the battle situation, the advance and retreat of the army did not seem to be easy, but with Miao Xuan's stealth, he did not even reach the capital city for more than half a night.

Ganhei City has been completely turned into ruins, except for some remnants of buildings, there is nothing left. Ghosts based on human resentment and grievances are born here, fighting and devouring each other.

Miao Xuanyao forgot to glance at Gan Heicheng, which looked extraordinarily tall in the dark night, and turned around to climb up the city wall of Kyoto.

The city walls of Kyoto are quite lively. The ghosts with only their heads let out vicious howls at their own kind. They yearn for blood and life, but they are restrained by unknown forces on the high walls. The flesh and blood are too far away, so only these newborn ghosts are left around.

Some ghosts are biting and licking the carrion on their own heads, but more are coveting the brains and skins of their companions. This is a sight that ordinary people cannot hear or see. I have to say that this is a kind of luck.

Miao Xuan's guess is correct, these corpses and skulls hanging on the city wall have become demons and ghosts, they have lost their rationality as humans, and only have bloodthirsty and devouring instincts left.

Maybe Zhixin Zongqi did have the ability to turn the dead into ghosts—the "resurrection of the dead" he said on the battlefield at that time was probably the same routine, whoever believed it was foolish.

Miao Xuan suppressed his breath, his spear point was extremely sharp, he stabbed fiercely when he passed by the skeleton demon, and silently purified an open space.

If someone could see this small piece of wall at this time, they would be surprised to find that these heads had been turned into powder and disappeared.

Perhaps it was because there were still troops stationed outside the city of Kyoto, and the patrols on the high wall were not frequent. Miao Xuan waited patiently for a while before finding a gap.

Now is the darkest period before dawn, Miao Xuan took advantage of the night to sneak into the capital successfully,

The thousand-year-old capital was right under his feet, but at this moment, he couldn't see the grand scene of thousands of lights. The entire capital was enveloped in darkness, and only the most central circle of buildings could faintly see the flames.

The palace of the royal family should be there, and Zhixin's mansion is probably there.

But before that, we have to go to the place where the information is delivered, not only to seize the information, but the most important thing is to arrange for the rebellion...

Miao Xuan identified the position on the city wall through the direction of the city gate, then slid down the high wall without a sound and disappeared into the night.

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"Ah... it's here."

In the fragrant room, the daimyo's action of lighting the incense was slightly paused.

Those ghosts hanging high on the walls of Kyoto are all his masterpieces, and as long as these things are still in the abyss of pain and despair, he will not lose the power to control them, but it requires a lot of energy , on weekdays, he is not willing to spend his energy to take care of it.

But now, a few little things got out of his control, they were purified.

Zhixin Zongqi put down the incense stick in his hand, and only then did he realize that his hands were trembling a little. This feeling has not appeared for a long time, this is the proof of his extreme excitement.

"It's really enviable...the protection I got because of my blood, such a pure and beautiful soul, never giving up..." Zhixin Zong Qi looked down at the huge pool in the center of Hiroma.

Someone once tried to raise fish turtles for ornamental purposes indoors. The pool was surrounded by gilded railings, and there was a soft silk curtain hanging from the sky. How elegant it is.

But now, there were no fish schools left in the pool, only a huge black cocoon was piled up here, exuding a disgusting stench.

There seemed to be some living thing wrapped in the huge black cocoon, he was struggling desperately because of the pain, Oranobu Soki looked at the black cocoon with a smile, and then looked away as if he saw something dirty.

This prey is very difficult, because the soul is a very troublesome thing, and after taking part of the soul of the sacrifice, Zhixin Zongqi cannot kill him directly, he needs to "swallow" this thing, and the black cocoon is the process of eating , but the process of eating is not so pleasant.

Who would want to eat a filthy lump of sludge?Even the swamp itself is unwilling.

"It's really exciting..." Zhixin Zongqi strode down the high platform, he raised the curtains in the room layer by layer, and then the thick and strong fragrance permeated up like waves, covering the stench perfunctorily.

"You are the same, right? Looking forward to being saved, but what a pity..." Zhixin Zongqi finally revealed his true emotions until this moment, and that hypocritical smile was instantly replaced by real malice Shredded, "I also really want the dragon that is said to have come from the sky, so I have to let you die first, rest in peace."

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When the dawn light brushed across the distant sky, Miao Xuan finally touched his destination this time, Zhixin's mansion.

As a prince who successfully went to Luoyang and accumulated behind him, Zhixin’s mansion is extremely luxurious. It is even far better than the imperial palace in terms of furnishings, but this is not surprising. The imperial family declined 200 years ago. They are an iconic thing, practically equivalent to jade seals and crowns.

Zhixin’s mansion is the lair of the Demon King. It’s hard to say that there is something watching it. Although Miao Xuan is very confident in his spiritual power now, the unique, sticky, and stench of Zhixin Zongqi has The corrosive power made him very afraid.

Miao Xuan recalled the map in his mind, jumped to the roof and turned along the eaves. The first thing he had to do was to find out the distribution of personnel in this huge mansion, and it would be best to get a timetable.

The primary goal is to find the sword ghost who doesn't know where to go, and to determine the route of Orinobu Soki.

Dao Gui has not lost his vital signs yet, so his location should not be difficult to find. If Zhixin Zongqi can't block him, then the mini-map will definitely show it. I don't know if there is a dungeon here...

Miao Xuan's speed was very fast, and he had touched the front yard to the back yard in the blink of an eye. It stands to reason that this is the place where the concubine's children live, so it should be very lively, but Miao Xuan didn't see many people along the way.

There are only a few maids coming and going on the road, most of those luxurious courtyards are locked, and the desertedness in the courtyard implies that it has not yet waited for its master.

Miao Xuan felt more and more weird, this extravagant mansion showed that Zhixin Zongqi was not a person who advocated simplicity, so what about his concubine's room?Where are his servants?

According to the information, Zhixin Zongqi did have a son from his wife, but has he only married one wife for so many years?

But at this moment, Miao Xuan's mental power was touched, and a small yellow dot appeared in the corner of the map. He stopped and looked in that direction.

There is a corner of the yard, a tall cherry tree is loaded in the rugged rockery, a child is riding on the branch, he seems to want to reach out to touch the bird's nest not far away, but the branch is not enough to bear his weight , he fell down unfortunately.

There is a sharp boulder under the tree. If the child falls, his head will be bleeding, and his blood is extremely thin. Maybe he may die this time.

Miao Xuan subconsciously flashed over and stopped the child. It was a boy, dressed extremely luxuriously. The boy raised his head in shock, revealing a lovely pale face of Yuxue.

This is a very delicate child. If it weren't for the difference in clothing, Miao Xuan wouldn't even think he was a boy. He looks really bad. After seeing strangers, his face still flushed sickly. It's just the child's appearance. ...

The child's facial features are clearly a copy of Orobushi Soki, which is simply too similar, and his identity is beyond doubt.

And at this moment, Miao Xuan's instinct began to warn him.