Dragon Clan: Restart your life

"Have you been here before?" Chu Zihang asked.

"I've been here a few times, but I always entered by mistake. The sign of the awakening of the emperor's blood is to obtain the brand that can enter the food source of the night. This brand is passed down with the emperor's blood."

Yuan Jingnu said slowly, "The first time I came here was in the third grade of junior high school. For a long time after that, I told myself that it was just a nightmare. The nightmare was fake. I would never have that dream again. , but gradually I can feel that I am getting closer and closer to the world in the nightmare. Sometimes I am walking alone in the alley and feel that someone is following me behind me. When I subconsciously turn around, I will find that the environment behind me is completely different. It’s the same, the food of the night swallows me up like a tide, and I can’t refuse. Because this world is integrated with my bloodline.”

"In other words, your entry and exit here are uncontrolled?"

"right."

"The so-called legends about the Night Parade of One Hundred Ghosts in Tokyo are all because of the Night Food, right?" Caesar asked.

Minamoto Girl nodded slightly: "There is an uncertain passage between the Night Food Plain and the real world. Sometimes unrelated people will be involved, and they will see a scene completely different from the real world. The vast majority of people enter by mistake. None of them can leave, and the very few who can escape will also suffer huge mental shock, so the encounters they describe are all about ghosts and gods."

"Can this Nibelung cover the entire Tokyo?" Chu Zihang suddenly realized this and his expression changed.

The Nibelungen maintained by his uncle is the underground section of BJ, while the Nibelungen in Tokyo can cover the entire city.

"Yes." Yuan Zhimin nodded and said, "Please help me keep an eye on it. I have to find a way to close it. This is also the first time I have actively summoned the Food of the Night."

While Caesar and Chu Zihang were exploring the surroundings, Yuan Zhennu stared at Caesar's back with a faint look.

He did summon the gate to the Night Food Plain, but not everyone can step through this gate.

He was not surprised that Chu Zihang could enter the Night Food Plain. According to the intelligence, Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei went to BJ's Nibelung together. Although he didn't help much in the end, he still had the brand.

Anyone with a mark could stray into other Nibelungs.

And he did it because of the royal blood.

Only Caesar, this was the first time Caesar entered the Nibelungs, there should be no mark on him, but he was actually involved.

Is this the so-called bloodline of the Gattuso family heir?

Gattuso family...

What secrets does this family, which has risen in the last hundred years, hide?

Is it just like the eight Sheqi families?

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"You should know the ghosts and gods of Japan, right? The Great Tengu. In the ancient times, humans and ghosts and gods coexisted in the land of Japan. The so-called ghosts and gods are hybrids with out-of-control bloodlines."

"The descendants of the Sheqi Eighth Family have been fighting for thousands of years, sending those fallen family members into the Night Food Plain, which was their best destination. Then after the death of the ancient priests, the Night Food Plain was sealed , the emperor can sense its existence, and sometimes even enter it in dreams, but this is uncontrollable."

"It wasn't until 1457 that we rediscovered its ruins and found the well leading to the Night Food Plain, so the foundation of Tokyo was laid at the location of this well. In the next few hundred years, the family restored its old customs, and the clan members whose bloodline was out of control were Throw it into a well, and it wasn’t until hundreds of years later that this bad custom was abandoned.”

"1457?" Angers asked.

"The history of the city of Tokyo is not very long. It was the residence of the wealthy Edo family until 1457 when a man named Ota Michizan built the city here. He was a retainer of the Uesugi family and a descendant of the Snakekihachi family. We discovered the remains of the Night Food Plain on this land, which was also the former site of Takamagahara," explained Uesugoshi.

On the side, Yuan Zhisheng was still in a daze and had no time to listen to these secret histories about the family.

This ancient history has long been lost to the eight Sheqi families, because a guy named Uesugoshi burned down the family temple more than sixty years ago, burning the history handed down from ancient times.

This guy may be the only one left in the world who knows this.

“Where is that well now?”

"You want to find that well?" Uesugi shook his head and said, "Don't think about it, that well is indeed one of the entrances to the Night Food Plain, but it is a one-way passage, you can only go in and out. Everyone within the Qihachi family who knew about this should be dead, but I don’t know if it has been passed down through word of mouth.”

Angre was silent for a moment and said quietly: "You have never revealed anything to me about the Night Food Plain before. Don't you trust me?"

"It's not that I don't trust you, it's that I don't trust you. It's the same thing." Uesugi said in a more serious tone, "Ange, I wasn't joking earlier. In my eyes, your nature is infinitely close to evil. You will not hesitate to take revenge." Everything, I can fully imagine what you will do after learning about the night food, you will never let the Sheqi Eight Families govern themselves like you did before."

He stared into Angers eyes and said calmly: "Ange, actually I am about to die."

Angers looked horrified.

Uesugoshi took out a thick document cover from the car and handed it to Angers: "Let's take a look. This is the physical examination report that I have saved for thirty years."

Angers flipped through the physical examination reports page by page, his pupils gradually dilated, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

He majored in medicine at Cambridge, and it was not difficult to understand the literal meaning of these medical examination reports.

According to these physical examination reports, the Master Yue in front of him should have held a memorial service long ago. His organs throughout the body have been exhausted. Almost none of the blood and urine tests are satisfactory. The most frightening thing is that his brain nerves and blood vessels are in the process of being damaged. Closed, the system that supplies blood to his brain is failing...

And this systemic failure has lasted for thirty years!

"You are right, I should have died a long time ago, but I am still lingering on with the support of dragon blood. The lifespan of previous emperors is not long. The emperor is not a perfect hybrid, but just another kind of freak."

Uesugoshi spoke calmly, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

"The price of exceeding the critical blood limit without losing control is premature aging. The emperors of all dynasties are as easy to wither as cherry blossoms."

"For the past thirty years, I have heard death knocking on the door every night. The only joy in my life is to come here and sell bowls of ramen to young people. Seeing these young people makes me feel younger. , and the second thing is to go to the izakaya and spend time with the old ladies who are growing old with me."

"Our relationship is not as bad as you think. I just accidentally slept on their laps a few times, but I don't know if that happened. It probably didn't happen. I often go drinking. I haven’t seen anyone suddenly become pregnant or disappear for ten months, so you don’t have to worry about me having an illegitimate child.”

Master Yue shrugged.

"This joke is not funny." Angers' voice was hoarse.

He had lived too long, but in his long life he had rarely attended the funerals of his friends, because after that early summer night, he had very few friends.

Uesugoshi smiled and said: "Ange, I should have died a long time ago. In the past thirty years, I have been guarding this street, waiting for this alchemy matrix to die with me. I have thought about letting you monitor the night on my behalf. Food, but in the end I didn’t dare.”

"Because I know that once you learn about the Night Food Plateau, with your character, you will definitely not expect the alchemy matrix to stop operating and collapse on its own like me, but will try to steal the technology in it to strengthen your card. Sayre Academy. But no, the Food of the Night was originally taboo, and I cannot allow it to be opened by the Secret Party. It should leave this world quietly with me."

"You don't trust me that much?" Angers asked the same question again softly.

"I'm worried about you." Uesugi Yue smiled and said, "Old guy, you should have died long ago. Are you tired after holding on until now? Okay, okay, the above evaluation is actually my opinion of you sixty years ago. In my eyes at that time, you were a guy who would do anything for revenge. But today..."

He looked deeply at Ange and said with a smile on his lips: "I am very happy to see your change. What changed an old stubborn like you? Those lovely students of yours? I really want to meet them."

Angers said hoarsely: "You have already met two of them."

"Oh, it seems so." Uesugoshi scratched his head, glanced at Minamoto Chisheng next to him, and curled his lips and said, "But this student of yours is not cute at all, he looks silly, and he definitely doesn't like women in life. The kids love it.”

Angers couldn't laugh or cry.

"By the way, Angers, when have you set foot in the Nibelungen before?" Uesugoshi suddenly asked.

"Nibelungen?" Angers was startled and shook his head, "I have never entered the Nibelungen myself."

Uesugoshi said in confusion: "How is this possible? If you have never entered the Nibelungen, it means that you have no mark on your body. Then how can you step into the Night Food Plain?"

Ange looked back at the vice-principal in surprise, but was shocked to find that the vice-principal had disappeared at some point!

Uesugoshi's eyes stayed on the priest with a warm smile, and suddenly he showed a solemn expression.

"Who is your Excellency?"

"Just an ordinary person."

"No ordinary person can enter here." Uesugi said in a low voice.

"Compared to this question, I actually want to ask the boss another question." The priest said.

"Please speak." Uesugi said solemnly.

"When you were talking about death earlier, you gave me a sense of indifference as if you had already seen through life and death. In the past thirty years, you have been hearing the footsteps of the God of Death every night. I guess you are really not afraid of death, right?"

Uesugoshi was silent for a while and slowly gave the answer.

"Yes"

"So why do you, who is not afraid of death, spend a lot of money to buy an Air France ticket thirty years ago? Shouldn't you just wait for death, or even take the initiative to end your sinful life?" The priest's eyes seemed filled with emotion. He asked, "What are you holding on to in this city? And why are you always ready to escape to France?"

Amidst the heavy rain, the van seemed extremely quiet, and no one spoke.

Uesugoshi slowly took out the silver cross from his collar and held it in his palm, his eyes dimmed:

"You have heard me tell my mother's story. You should also know that Catholicism is against suicide, but my mother, a devout nun, ended her life with a gun. Why? Because she couldn't bear the pain in her heart. Torture, especially because she knew in her heart that her son also participated in that war and was the spiritual leader of those thugs..."

"Many years later, I finally believed in God. I am now a part-time pastor in a community church. Sometimes I sit in the church all afternoon, watching the sun gradually set. It feels like I have returned to my childhood in that strange village outside Lyon, France. A big church. I look forward to someone suddenly talking to me about what Mother Charlotte is like... This is the only peace and joy I have in this life."

"I am not planning to flee to France. On the contrary, I am afraid to go to France."

"How should I go back to that church, the church where I lived with my mother, and kneel in front of her to confess? Will she forgive me? I don't know, and it makes no sense, because she has already died."

"If I die, nothing can be restored. No matter how much I torture myself or take revenge on my family, she can no longer see it. I can no longer feel the warmth when her fingertips touch my face, and I can no longer see that Those eyes seemed to have exhausted all the tenderness in the world..."

"It turns out that the fate between my mother and I ended the day we boarded the ship to Japan."

"I hate this city, and that's why I imprisoned myself in this city. This is the sin I should bear. How can I live a comfortable life?"

"After I found out I was going to die, I bought that plane ticket, but I still haven't mustered up the courage to go to France."

On this rainy night, Uesugoshi slowly raised his glass and drank the wine in one gulp.

He drank so boldly and heartily, as if he was expecting the wine in the cup to make him drunk in one fell swoop.

"I'm sorry for you." Ange drank the glass of wine and said softly, "I promise you, I will not try to occupy the Night Food Plain, I will completely destroy it."

The priest stood up slowly, and came to the front of Uesugoshi. Under Uesugoshi's blank gaze, he raised his hand and gently pressed it on the top of his head.

"You should regret your sinful life, but you don't need to pray to the Lord, but pray to your mother. Maybe the thoughts in your heart can be forgiven..."

It was like a fire slowly burning in Ange's eyes.

He looked at Uesugoshi and felt sincere joy in his heart at this moment.

This act of tampering with the sacred words of the New Testament is not a sign of blasphemy, but a sign of generosity and love on the part of one who was once a god.

Uesugoshi slowly closed his eyes.

The moment he closed his eyes, he seemed to see white wings spread out behind the priest.

It's...an illusion.

For some reason, his body felt warm, as if he had returned to that afternoon long ago.

Sunlight fills the house through the colorful glass of the dome.

Under the full skylight, the nun sitting among the children looked as holy as an angel descended into the world.

The nun was telling Bible stories to all the children. The children listened carefully to the story told by the beautiful nun in a beautiful voice. Each of them called the nun mother because everyone liked her.

But only you know.

She is your only mother.

In a trance.

He seemed to have fallen into the deep sea again. The water was cold to the bone. This was the hell that sinners should go to. But at this moment, a ray of sunlight shot straight into the dark sea, just like it fell from the church dome on the face of the nun. sunshine.

Someone in the beam of light grabbed his hand tightly.

It was actually a familiar breath and familiar temperature.

He trembled and opened his eyes. In the sunlight, the woman's silhouette was very faint. Her eyes under the golden eyelashes softened everything. Her smile was calm and gentle. She stretched out her hands to gently embrace him and smoothed his eyebrows. Angles and panic.

"Mother……"

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