[Slow Wear] Assassin System

resurrection of the dead

This child... should be Oranobu Soki's only son.

And it's not surprising that the alarm sounded suddenly, probably because the child has some protection mechanism. After all, this is Oranobu Soki's only son. People in this world are still very concerned about their children, right?

Miao Xuan grabbed the strange boy by the collar, struggling in his heart.

It stands to reason that his purpose is to assassinate the child's own father. At this moment, he should be very happy to have a trump card in his hand, but using an innocent child...

The system doesn't have any moral regulations, and I'm very happy after confirming the child's identity: [Brother Miao!Take him hostage!We can go change the knife ghost! 】

This is also a good way, exchange this child for a knife ghost, and then throw out irrelevant people...

"Can you take me away?"

The child spoke suddenly. Even though he was grabbed by the collar by a strange man, he didn't seem panicked at all. He looked at Miao Xuan with those big, black eyes, and asked obediently, "Are you an outsider?" Can you take me away?"

Miao Xuan: "...I'm sorry, it's not possible."

The boy tilted his head, and once again spoke shockingly: "Then make a deal, I can help you, and you take me away as a reward, are you here to assassinate my father?"

Miao Xuan didn't say a word and stuck in his throat: "..."

The system also never expected: [Wow, this is the dark backyard of the princes...]

"Little devil, you made a mistake. You are my captive now, and you have no right to trade with me." Miao Xuan was helpless, so he had to threaten, "I don't care about the deep hatred between you and your father, but if you don't want to suffer Just keep quiet."

"So you will take me away?" The boy firmly grasped the key point, "What's your name, I'm Master Ji."

The name Miao Xuan is somewhat familiar, but the nicknames of boys in this world are very similar, and there are countless names called "what and what, what and what, mage". He nodded perfunctorily: "You call me Dragon Spear."

"Dragon Gun?" The boy opened his eyes wide, and then laughed happily, "So that's it! You are finally willing to tell me your name!"

It's like how long I've known him...

Miao Xuan picked up the child by the waist. He had never hugged a child so young. He seemed to have no bones all over his body and was soft, but his body temperature seemed to be very low, probably because of his poor health.

"Is there a dungeon here?" Miao Xuan asked softly. He didn't have the talent to coax children, so he could only lower his voice, "Do you know where all the people who are judged guilty are locked up?"

"Of course there is, but there is no one in the dungeon, and the dungeon has not been opened for a long time." Master Ji said honestly, "The prey that father finds is usually locked in the castle tower first, but my father always kills all sinners." , are you going to assassinate him? I want to be with you!"

The sword ghost is indeed still alive, and he doesn't know where he is being held...Miao Xuan is not interested in knowing about Zhixin Zongqi's educational tragedy, he only hopes that the child will not suddenly scream or lose control, he hesitates, and still takes this The child rolled into the courtyard next to it.

"You're going to take me away, right?" The boy naturally reached out and hugged Miao Xuan's neck... It's really interesting, in his memory, this was the first time he was hugged like this. As afraid of hurting him.

The boy smiled and said, "This is a yard for outsiders to rest, don't come here."

Of course Miao Xuan knew that this was a guest house. The most indispensable thing in Zhixin’s mansion were incense and curtains. Under Master Ji’s expectant eyes, Miao Xuan tore off the clean-looking drapes for a while, and then After gesturing for size, tore off a piece of cloth and stuffed it into the child's mouth...

Master Ji's eyes widened, and his eyes were full of disbelief: "... Huh?"

Didn't you promise to take me away?Aren't you hugging me so tenderly?

Miao Xuan: "..."

Miao Xuan suppressed the guilt in his heart, and tied the child's hand: "Persevere, we will be fine."

Master Ji burst into tears: "Mmmmm!"

Don't want to know the map in the mansion?Don't want to know where Oranobu Soki is? !

Miao Xuanlang's heart was firm: "It's impossible to take you away, it's impossible in this life, so you just stay at home and inherit the family business in the future."

If Zhixinshi still has a family business to inherit in the future...

Master Ji: "..."

After tying the child into a small rice dumpling, Miao Xuan picked him up again. He recalled the map in his mind and continued to move towards the inner courtyard.

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Inside the tower.

Zhixin Zongqi opened his eyes, and held his head in a little distress: "Oh...doesn't it work..."

Although it is a pity, it seems that this is the real appearance of Longqiang. He found it interesting when he saw this mourning god as Zhixin City a few years ago.

The prototypes of Fu Sangshen are artifacts, and it is normal for them to be closer to humans than ordinary spirits, but the blood-drinking magic soldiers are not violent, and they are more gentle when facing those weak humans. Rules and regulations that humans can't do by themselves are really rare.

Zhixin Zongqi recalled the pure aura around the Zhenshenbing, and couldn't help laughing again.

I don't know what kind of soul the "dragon" in this prophecy will have?Compared to that, it must be a magnificent sight that he has never seen before, right?

Midsummer is approaching, and the weather is getting hotter and hotter. The wind with a bit of heat passes over the heights, and after blowing into the Tianshou Pavilion, it is annihilated in layers of curtains.

The thick incense permeates the daimyo's side, as if it has become a part of him. These expensive incenses change with the seasons, but the rotten smell under the incense is getting better day by day, maybe in the early years The incense can cover up one thing or two, but now, no matter how strong the incense is, it can't cover up the smell of rotting corpses. The mixture of the two is so disgusting.

As long as he takes full control of this land... as long as he becomes the only ghost and god...

Zhixin Zongqi stood up, he walked down the steps step by step, and said softly: "I don't know if today's incense is rude... Let's raise the curtains."

A young girl came out from behind the heavy curtain. She was light and well-proportioned, with a graceful and beautiful face. The girl was wearing a blue dress. She looked exactly the same as when she was not married. She bent down gently and said softly: "yes."

Zhixin Zongqi looked at the puppet with satisfaction. He didn't know why Longqiang took care of Yuguang's three heirs like this, but the process of finding the reason was always full of fun.

Could Dragon Spear's favoritism be out of love for the old master?What kind of influence will Asakawa's branch have on him?Is it consternation?Is it anger?Or, is it possible to be secretly happy?

No matter what kind of reaction it is, Oranobu Soki is full of expectations. This feeling is no less than conquering a new territory... No, it is even more intoxicating.

Zhixin Zongqi smiled softly: "Light up the lights, play music, we are going to welcome the guests... Qing Ji."

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Miao Xuan visited almost the entire Zhixin's mansion, and confirmed that it coincided with the height of the map.

So far, he has figured out the terrain of the entire Zhixin mansion. Except for the most central castle tower, the rest of the buildings are exactly the same as those marked on the map. The courtyard of the wife of the main room could not be found either.

The dungeon is also the same as what Master Ji said, there is no one except the horrible torture tools on the wall, and the sword ghost is still detained in the castle tower in all likelihood.

Moreover, there are very few strangers in Zhixin House, most of the courtyard is sealed off, and several storerooms are also locked. The countless treasures and treasures in it have probably not been touched for a long time, and almost all of them are covered with a mask. layer of ash.

Seeing this, Miao Xuan felt a lot of emotion in his heart. The Zhixin family has many years of background and can be called a rich man. After occupying most of the territory, he still has resources. With this capital, it is no wonder that he can afford a well-equipped army. It's completely different from the self-made Yuguang Zhongzheng and the poor.

"Yeah!" The little thing in his arms raised his head to show his presence, Miao Xuan looked down at the child, and finally loosened the cloth strip stuffed in his mouth.

Master Ji suddenly gained freedom of speech again. He was neither angry nor panic, but just childishly said: "Does Longqiang like these things? Take them all if you like them!"

"I don't need these things." Miao Xuan was a little surprised at the calmness of this child. A normal child should lose his temper at this time, right?

Miao Xuan frowned and asked, "Master Ji...uh, where's your mother?"

The little boy tilted his head to look at him, and then smiled innocently: "Are you talking about Die Ji from Meinong? My mother died after giving birth to me."

Did he pass away... Miao Xuan sighed softly: "What about your father's other concubines? Why are there so few maids and servants in your house? There are no insects or birds in your courtyard."

Moreover, the guards guarding the lord only patrolled outside Zhixin's mansion. Weaving Nobumune Qi Mingming was a daimyo who was used to going to the battlefield, but he didn't have a stable for horses in his home.

But Miao Xuan's question seemed to stump Master Ji. He asked suspiciously: "Can there be bugs and birds in the courtyard? I don't know... As for maids, there used to be many maids, but now there are only so many left." , and concubine Ji... what is concubine Ji?"

It seems that the child does not know either.

Miao Xuan patted his head, then ruthlessly picked up the small cloth.

"Wait a minute! I remembered!" Master Ji raised his head and chest, "Father brought back a woman a few days ago! She is a very beautiful big sister, and she is now in father's castle tower!"

Bring it into the castle tower?It seems that Zhixin Zongqi is still willing to take concubines, but what about the former concubines?Not one left?

Miao Xuan's heart sank when he heard the words. It seems that Zhixin Zongqi didn't have no concubines, but that all his concubines were dead... How many women have been killed over the years?

"My lord father has never done this before. He only brought that woman." Seeing that his expression was wrong, Master Ji came again, "I have heard that my lord father called that woman 'Qing Ji'."

Aoki?A vague thought flashed through Miao Xuan's mind, but then he calmed down again.

Qing means blue in the culture of this world, and it is a name widely loved by women. There are countless women named Qing Ji.

Miao Xuan blocked the boy's mouth again, and carried him to the castle tower.

The Tianshou Pavilion is made of dark stones and tall ancient trees. Its shape is simple and majestic. Various mythical and legendary images are carved between the cornices and arches. There are no windows in the lower floors, only a thick stone gate.

This is the most magnificent castle tower that Miao Xuan has ever seen in this world. It is the tallest building in the whole of Kyoto. It is even inferior to the city walls outside Kyoto. Zhixin Zongqi is now in this castle tower... ...and sword ghosts.

It was already noon, and Miao Xuan finally stood at the Tower of the Tower. Outside the Tower of the Tower, there were winding water and long bridges. There were no living things in the water, and it could not bring the slightest coolness under the scorching sun.

And at the moment Miao Xuan approached the gate, the heavy gate unexpectedly opened to him!There is no one behind the door, only the deep hall.

The most troublesome situation still happened. Zhixin Zongqi noticed his intrusion, and then detained the sword demon and waited for him to come to the door.

That being the case, there was no point in sneaking in, but Miao Xuan always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't grasp his own thoughts for a while.

He took a deep breath, and strode into the first floor with the small zongzi in his hand. The door closed quietly behind him, cutting off the scorching sun of summer, leaving a creepy coldness.

Tall columns supported this open space, and the surrounding walls were painted with colorful murals, reliefs and statues with hideous shapes, all of which depicted hell and heaven, and Miao Xuan lost interest at a glance.

And at this moment, a green dot belonging to the sword ghost suddenly appeared on the small map.

The sword ghost is indeed here, on a certain floor of this tall castle tower.

Miao Xuan hugged Master Ji in his arms, and the child buried his head on his neck, his small body was trembling slightly, perhaps because of the cold and fear?Miao Xuan could only hold him with a gun in one hand and pat him on the back to comfort him.

A faint light suddenly lit up in the dark room, and candles were silently lit on the gorgeous lamp stands. The lamp stands were evenly arranged on the stairs, looking from a distance like countless flower trees with blooming branches. It is so beautiful, but it looks gorgeous and weird against the murals and reliefs.

There was still faint music coming from the stairs, it was very regular Gongqing Yale, which Miao Xuan and Zaixue had learned, but it was not so pleasant to hear it here.

Miao Xuan stepped up the stairs step by step, his footsteps landed on the dark stairs and made a dull sound, the second floor arrived soon, but this is just a replica of the first floor, the lights are burning all the way up, circles and circles There seems to be no end.

With such floors, Miao Xuan passed through seven floors, and the more he walked up, the thicker and extravagant incense became more intense.

He finally reached the ninth floor, where the stairs came to an abrupt end. The lights like stars and trees were left behind, and the open room was in front of him. Layers of curtains were neatly bundled between the pillars and Under the eaves, the hall is extremely luxurious, tall gilded incense burners stand in every corner, and all kinds of facilities are complete and extravagant. Here, Miao Xuan can see the light from the sun, but the sun seems to pass through a layer of ice water. Blurred on the ground.

The hall is deep and deep, and one can vaguely see a man sitting on a high seat in the distance, dressed in a purple-black official robe, and the light is floating on him vaguely, like a layer of veil.

And not far from the stairs, a slender blue figure respectfully bowed down on the ground. Looking at this familiar figure, Miao Xuan suddenly smelled the endless rotten stench under the thick and thick incense.

The slender woman raised her head, showing a gentle smile: "Dragon Gun, you are here."