Masked knight swordsman tower

The Xiaolin family, as the largest family in the entire black market, is not one of them. It is in charge of the arms business, and the fattest job is also the most dangerous job.

Of course, this also proves from the side that the Xiaolin family is the strongest family in the black market, and all kinds of interests and relationships can't be maintained.

Of course, the courtyard of this house is really magnificent. The five of us trekked for nearly half an hour with the third son before arriving at the reception room of the entire manor.

"This is?" There are several paintings hanging in the living room, all of which are portraits of people, including a man and a woman.The faces of me and the few people present were complicated.

If the guess is correct, the woman should be Anna Kobayashi herself, and the man should be Miyamoto Takemasa who has disappeared between heaven and earth.

"These are our two patriarchs before entering the black market. Before the cataclysm, we sent our four major families into this ruins, so we can find a suitable hiding place."

I looked at Anna Kobayashi with strange eyes, but this guy was also frowning.

"Me? I can't remember." Xiaolin Xingnai's eyes were a little dazed, probably because of her physical condition before and after entering the other world, and her memory at that time was not very clear.

"However, these two patriarchs can be regarded as figures at the level of ancestors." After the third son said this, he led us to move on.

"God's entry into the world should have happened 200 years ago, why did the ancestors say that?" I squinted my eyes, and there were some things I still couldn't figure out.

The third son is the most son of the family, so it is impossible that he does not have such eyesight, and the second son has obtained the intelligence industry of the Morishita family in recent days.

The mercenary team hired by the Orange family, we have already been labeled as such, plus what Rhine showed in front of the ninja and the third son.

The few of us have become guests of others.

The third son is not a guy who doesn't understand human feelings. It can be seen that he doesn't want to offend us, and he wants to get our help.

So as soon as he was seated, without waiting for the tea to warm his hands, this guy proposed his own idea.

"Your Excellency has taken over the commission from the Ju family. I don't know how much it is worth? If possible, my Xiao Lin family will pay three times!" The third son cut straight to the point.

I was puzzled, the members of Xiaolin's family were all normal, why did the style of painting change when they came to Si Gongzi's place?

Look at the second son, calm and solemn, look at the third son, bold and generous.

I don't know what kind of person the eldest son is.

"Thank you, Third Young Master, for your kindness, but since we have accepted someone else's entrustment, we will naturally do a good job." I smiled on my face.

"This time I came to your mansion, not only to make friends with your generous brother, but also to ask about the Morishita family's Shenyin." I glanced at the little girl who was tired from crying and had already fallen asleep.

I carried her all the way to Xiaolin's mansion, such a long journey would not be in vain.

The third son's complexion was uncertain, but after hesitating again and again, he still confessed to Lao Di.

"I believe you have seen the relics kept by the Morishita family. When we first discovered this relic, our four families shared the inheritance equally." The third son seemed to have completely forgotten the scene just now, and now He talked about the past events recorded in the history books with great interest.

The four major families divided up the relics and treasures. The Kobayashi family got the "God" practice method, while the Morishita family took away a golden scale, and the Sakaguchi family took away a belt, all of which are relics.

But the thing that the Ju family took away was the worst thing. It was a book made of jadeite. Although it looked beautiful, it was useless, and no one knew how to use it.

Even so, the Tachibana family still maintained a firm foothold in the second class of the black market by virtue of their communication with the outside world and their wrists. However, the Morishita family fell to the third class because they all gave birth to daughters from generation to generation.

The story that followed was much simpler. The four major families had conflicts of all sizes, but they didn’t ferment, and they had to get by. Until now, Morishita’s family had a mysterious disappearance.

Although it is a family of the last class, this incident is equivalent to hitting the face of other families in the black market, and ensuing conflicts between these families broke out.

And the only truth lies in the little girl in front of her who is still gnawing her fingers while she is asleep.

"After our family had dinner that day, everyone was doing their own things freely, leaving my father and a few adult sisters to discuss "business" together."

The little girl only mentioned "business", perhaps because she was too young to know anything about what these two words represent.

Then it thundered outside.

I looked at the third young master, and the third young master nodded in cooperation.

"It was indeed a thunderstorm at that time. If the start time is around, it should be around eight o'clock in the evening."

"Father and the others screamed downstairs, but it quickly died down. My two older sisters and I were playing hide-and-seek, and I hid in the wine cellar."

"First came the roar of wild beasts, followed by the screams of the sisters, but they all disappeared after a short period of time. In the end, only a deserted mansion remained."

"Damn, there is no clue!" The third son's mind was basically a decoration, and he came to a conclusion in a few seconds.

"When I left the wine cellar again, the manor was deserted, as if no one woke up in the morning."

When I heard this sentence, my eyes suddenly lit up.

"Little sister, why does it feel like it's early morning?" I asked the question like a horny uncle.

"Early morning is early morning, a clean morning, the mist spreading in the manor, and the night lights that have not been extinguished." The little girl is worthy of being a lady, and the words she uses are quite literary.

But only one word caught my ears: mist!
"I don't know if you still remember, please, is the mist in the manor or in the corridor, or in the room." I asked again, and now, even the third son with the slowest brain knows where the problem is. .

The little girl shook her head rhythmically and thought carefully: "It's everywhere! Kitchen! Room! Corridor! Usually it's only in the garden of the manor!"

"It looks like a ninja's method!" I immediately took the board, just a few hours ago, the ninja was hiding in the mist and attacked the third son's team in the same way, elusive without leaving a trace.

"But how do you explain the roar of the beast?" Rhine also noticed the loophole in this explanation.

The little girl clearly heard the voice of the beast, and the weird way of speaking of the ninjas was completely different from that of the beast.

The answer to this mystery still needs more clues.

"Is it possible that ninja is just a kind of spell, not a type of arms?" Miyamoto Hosho, the immortal onmyoji, suddenly thought of something and wanted to explain it to us.

"You think we have killed so many ninjas in the sparring just now, but the opponent didn't leave a single corpse."

We noticed this, but could not explain it.

"Will it be similar to paper figurines, a kind of secret technique?"