Experience in building a branch of Crab Castle King in Hong Kong and Heilongjiang

To be honest, the scenery of Koizumi Birazaka is similar to Taketori Che's imagination in advance.

The ever-gloomy sky, the ever-flowing Wangchuan River, and the pitch-black land with magma flowing on both sides of the river are scattered with the bones of unknown creatures. The blood-colored Bana flowers that look delicate and beautiful emerge from these bones. grow out of.

A hoof burning with blue flames and golden-red magma trampled on it mercilessly, breaking several Bianhua flowers in half.

Teacher Puff shook his huge head, took a deep breath of the hellish air full of sulfur, and said, "Ha! It's comfortable!"

Taketori, who was still a little motion sick, was holding the rein with one hand and covering his forehead with the other. He was shocked when he heard it speak human words: "You can also speak Japanese?!"

"Nonsense." Teacher Puff replied arrogantly, "I heard you speak Japanese for three years, no matter how stupid you are, you can learn some basic expressions, right?"

"Then why don't you speak human language in the world?" Taketori Che asked with question marks all over his head.

Teacher Puff: "Assuming it was you, would you still be able to speak normally after burying your head in the water?"

Taketori Che said dryly: "I can't speak."

"Then it's over."

The topic of language ends here.Taketori Che stroked the hot black mane on the back of the opponent's neck and asked, "How shall we go to Yokohama next?"

"Let me see first, don't worry."

Teacher Puff drove her to the sign at the fork of the road not far away. The sign made in a unified style on it was engraved with the direction and distance in Japanese and Chinese characters.

What is gratifying is that there are clear directions and distance kilometers to Tokyo, Yokohama, Osaka, Kyoto or Sapporo, which is convenient for ghosts to travel.And if you go to Yokohama from Hell, you save nearly 6% of the distance!

Taketori Che felt that he was right to go to hell this time!Earn blood!

Interestingly, there is a line of small characters engraved on the lower right of each sign: "Warning! This road sign is jointly issued by the Office of Yama of the Ten Temples of Hell. Anyone who tampers with any information on this sign will be punished with [Screaming Hell] 20 The penalty ranges from 100 years to [-] years!"

"It seems that this brand was often maliciously modified information in the past." Taketori Che said, "But now how does it know if someone has changed the information or direction?"

"Uh..." Teacher Puff planed the ground with his hooves uneasily, and lifted up a small pile of wet soil, "Didn't you see that there is a surveillance camera on it?"

Taketori Che: ...

She took a closer look, and there was indeed an electronic eye installed on the top pole of the sign.

Taketori Che was shocked: "Then haven't we been exposed?"

"So don't go near it."

"Wait, there's another row of cameras over there!"

"Oh, that's for the speed tester, and the ghost soldiers here won't notice us yet." Teacher Puff didn't panic, just like an old driver who often borrows hell, "As long as we don't speed, we will be fine." It will not attract the Yatengu police to issue a ticket."

Oh my god, is the transportation system in hell that advanced?slipped away.

However, within 186 minutes of walking along the signboard of "Yokohama (5 kilometers to the southwest)", the road ahead was blocked. A tributary of the Sanzu River broke down the road, and many of them were blocked. The souls of the dead are anxiously waiting for road repairs.A group of ghost workers in hard hats and yellow reflective vests scrambled to evacuate passing oboros and other undead.

The blood-colored trumpet flower on the side is still playing the pre-recorded evacuation voice repeatedly: "Last night, there was a flood in the Santu River, and it has washed away many sections of the three kilometers ahead. We are in emergency repairs. Please don't worry. Either detour, or wait..."

Taketori Che felt that this scene was full of flaws.

... It feels like this Huangquan Hirasaka is very different from what she imagined.

Do you fucking need such a down-to-earth and realistic style of painting!How can it be difficult for you ghosts to be stumped by floods that wash away roads!

But looking at the turbulent and turbid yellow river at the broken bridge ahead, combined with the rumors of those children in Santuchuan who stopped crying, no ghost dared to jump in at will.

"When will you be able to repair this road?"

"Why did the Santu River flood suddenly? Even if it has been raining in the world for the past few days, it won't affect our hell, right?"

"My seventh child is born! I'm in a hurry to go back, why don't you let me go!"

The bustling ghosts started to make noise around the foreman. Recently, it was Christmas in the world, and the hell in Japan was inevitably affected to some extent. Many ghosts wanted to go home and rest for a few days while they were on vacation.

In order not to attract too much attention, Taketori Che had already put away his divine light, deliberately simulating a dilapidated and weak aura.Although there is still a bit of a human smell on his body, it looks almost like a newly dead ghost.

In fact, she didn't have to hide it much, the tonic given by the spirit of Wei Ming only temporarily suppressed her mental weakness, and now when the restriction was released, the breath that was so weak to the bone would come out automatically.

Taketori Che looks like the kind of unlucky person who is in decline, which makes the ghosts around who can clearly see her appearance secretly feel that she is so fragile, which is a pity.

"It's selling rice balls, it's selling rice balls! Don't miss the delicious Huangquan rice balls when you pass by!"

"Snapdragon sashimi, delicious and nutritious! One box only costs 20 small pennies! Buy three boxes and get a small gift!"

"The hottest surroundings in hell! Undressed photos of gorgeous actresses! Come, come, take a look!"

Small vendors not far away took the opportunity to start a business.

Not to mention, the business is actually good.The main reason is that the large flow of people drives the business.

Taketori Che was a little curious if he, a demigod, could eat hell food, but he really didn't dare to take the risk.But the barbecue stall not far away was grilling some kind of meat, and the aroma was overflowing, which made her almost unable to control it.So the girl got off the horse and led Mr. Puff over to ask casually: "Boss, what kind of meat are you roasting, Boss?"

The ghost with a white sweat scarf on his head looked up and saw a rare beauty, and immediately smiled honestly: "It's a wicked meat skewer!"

Taketori Che:? ? ?

It turns out that there is a place named [Flesh Cutting Hell], which is dedicated to deboning and flaying the souls of the dead who committed heinous crimes. Those souls are like Prometheus hanging from the top of the mountain. I have been enduring this horrible pain.As for the removed meat products... it was used by the hell finance department to generate income. After all, some hell creatures like to eat this kind of food.

Taketori Che would break out in a cold sweat for a while, feeling that the meat skewers were no longer fragrant, as if he was being grilled on bamboo sticks and charcoal, so scared he quickly slipped away with Mr. Puff.

The problem is that before going a few steps, the hell horse became interested in the legendary "Japanese Sexy Hell Actress Undressing Photo" and insisted on buying a copy.Faced with the willful request of the mount, Taketori Che had no choice but to touch his body for a long time, and exchanged a handful of banknotes for a photo book.

The boss didn't really want to accept human currency at first, but after thinking about it, the Ten Temples of Hell had already launched the currency exchange business of the three realms, which can be exchanged for the hard currency of hell in the future, so he agreed to the transaction.

On the surface, Taketori Che disliked the old color critic Puff teacher very righteously, but in fact he tore open the transparent wrapping paper of the photo with great anticipation, and a huge black horse head squeezed over... Open the cover, one person and one horse His eyes couldn't wait to look at the first page of the photo.

A wrinkled, white-haired, long-horned old woman with a super dejected expression is acting shy like a girl undressing, wanting to refuse but still welcoming, her old face is full of wrinkles, and she throws lifeless winks at the camera!

The bold and bold words next to it are clearly written: "Duoyi Po's beautiful writing!!"

Beautiful, your mother gave a hi head! ! !

One person and one horse uttered blinding roars at the same time, and the photo book, which had only been turned over a few pages, was thrown into the Santu River.

Just when Taketori Che and Mr. Puff felt deceived by the aesthetics of the people in hell, and were at a loss as to how to proceed, a clear and gentle voice in the crowd (among the ghosts) called out in surprise. To her: "...Shiina?"

Taketori Che never expected to meet former acquaintances in this hell. She raised her head to look at the ghosts, and what she saw was a piece of red feathers that looked like a flame burning.

"Ji, Mr. Ji Guoyuanyi?!"

Following Guoyuanyi, he was born in the middle of the Warring States period.He is a cross-age super god-level swordsman, a holder of congenital markings, and the founder of "Sun Breathing Method" and other extended schools.He has killed ghosts all his life, and he is also the most feared human being in his life.

He also once had insignificant happiness, but at the end of his life, he thought that no one could save him.But in fact, he and his breathing method have changed the fate of many people later.

To put it in one sentence: Yuanyi, forever God!

Even though he was only a human being, the divine brilliance on his body surpassed many rumored gods.

The most important thing is that Yuanyi Laotie——was one of her cheats of Taketori Che (Akihara Shiina)!

When he saw Taketori Che's obviously exotic face, the conservative swordsman was slightly startled, and immediately apologized.

"...I'm sorry. The appearance of your being in trouble just now is a bit like an old friend I am familiar with, so I mistakenly thought..."

"No." Taketori Cheru smiled meaningfully, "Mr. Yuanichi, you did not admit the wrong person."

"In the past years, we did have a few encounters."

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Meanwhile, Yokohama, the port mafia headquarters.

The headquarters, which used to be like a fortress, has encountered an unprecedented violent attack today.

A juvenile superhuman who used cloth as a blade broke into the headquarters building. He thought he would fall down on the floor below the leader's office like the previous passers-by, but when the leader sent the guerrilla captain Atsushi Nakajima to After the battle, things became tense instead.

As we said earlier, Atsushi Nakajima sent a letter to the Armed Detective Agency this morning, and the recipient of the letter was Yukichi Fukuzawa, the president.It so happened that Baihu met Ryunosuke Akutagawa who also came to drink tea to keep warm in the coffee shop downstairs of the detective agency. The two hit it off and hit it off.

The reason is very simple, because that letter contained a photo of Akutagawa Ryunosuke's younger sister Akutagawa Gin who had been looking for.

How could the impatient boy Akutagawa endure this kind of humiliation? The information he had been longing for from his relatives almost passed on like this, so he frantically harnessed his power [Rashomon] to attack this peer—and then Passed out by Atsushi Nakajima with a punch.

Baihu went back to work as if nothing had happened after delivering the letter, but the seriously injured Akutagawa was sent upstairs by the kind coffee shop manager to the Armed Detective Agency for rescue.When Akutagawa woke up, it was almost noon. Regardless of the dissuasion of his seniors, he rushed into the headquarters building of the port mafia alone without hesitation, and wanted to find the "man in black" who took his sister away back then. statement.

This journey can be said to have passed five levels and cut six generals, but what puzzled the grassroots mafia was-where did the cadres go?

Not to mention the cadres, even the captains and centurions who were a little older and stronger in combat effectiveness disappeared, as if they had gone out to have a dinner together.The problem is that it's not time to get off work yet?

Perhaps only Dazai Osamu can answer this answer.

But at this moment, he happened to be gazing at the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling glass window exposed after the bulletproof partition wall was raised. The golden sun glowed on the sparkling sea of ​​Yokohama Port, just like the last light in the world. going out.

it's time.

This was the last stage of his overall plan, and it was also the ending he chose for himself.

The port mafia leader wearing a long red scarf looked around the empty office one last time, and even the private secretary, Xiao Yin, was sent by him to meet and talk with her brother.

He carefully put a letter with ins and outs into the most secret safe, determined to entrust his affairs to the girl who also knew the existence of [Book].

After closing the door and locking it, Osamu Dazai thought that that idiot should be able to guess the new code of the safe after modification...probably.

After all, it was her entry time.

Well, everything is ready to go.

He walked out of the room very calmly to welcome the grand and lonely closing ceremony that was destined to come in his fate.