My Japanese story is a bit sweet

Chapter 130 The Dangerous Yi Shuiyuan and the Mysterious Ghost Clan Strongman

Being wrapped in Celty's shadow is a very strange experience.

"Don't talk about such indecent topics at work~~"

Celti was very troubled. Fujiwara was good everywhere, but he just liked to use shadows to play some special games too much.

For example, now, like a curious baby, he stretched out his finger and poked the inside of the shadow.

Fujiwara Xingkong restrained his mind and focused on his feet.

The wall of Yishui Garden is very high. White roses climb up from the inside of the wall and bloom quietly. Under the beauty, there are countless sharp thorns. When you look closely, you can find these roses that originally symbolize whiteness. , but it seems to be alive, even if a small mosquito flies by, it will be swallowed by it.

Under the heavy rain and dark night, it was terrifying to see.

This must not be an ordinary rose flower. Fujiwara Xingkong can be sure that this flower is driven by some mysterious force. If an ordinary person turns it over, he will be torn to pieces by these pure flowers in an instant.

He glanced at the dark courtyard, then jumped inside the wall.

As soon as I landed, my feet sank into a vegetable depression. It felt like jumping into a cabbage field, except that the plants growing neatly on the furrows were not cabbages, but sunflowers. flower.

These flowers have grown mouths, revealing countless sharp teeth.

The moment Fujiwara Starry Sky landed, the air fluctuated, and the flower at his feet, which looked like a terrifying piranha in the tropical rainforest, opened its mouth and bit his calf fiercely.

With a faint light, that unknown flower looked like a huge boa constrictor, and the hardness of the sharp thorns in the huge mouth was about the same as that of ordinary iron thorns, but it could be considered very sharp.

Fortunately, Celti's shadow has a wide range of uses. When those spikes pierced into the black mist, they melted into juice as if they encountered highly corrosive concentrated sulfuric acid.

Fujiwara Xingkong carefully walked around the flower field and walked to the path paved with blue bricks on the edge.

The current situation is very strange, I really didn't expect it to be so dangerous here.After cultivating so many piranhas privately, what does the garden owner want to do?
Full of doubts, he walked a few steps forward, and suddenly a pair of green eyes appeared in the shadows around him. Those green eyes, which were the size of a bull's eye, cast a ferocious gaze.

In the darkness, Fujiwara Hoshikora's vision had weakened, but he could still vaguely see the outlines of the ferocious beasts in the shadows. Three exaggeratedly large Doberman pinschers were approaching him step by step, baring their sharp teeth. , the sound when they move is close to 0, and even those deep roars are deliberately suppressed to the lowest point.

He had never seen such a big Doberman pinscher, and even the male leopards on the grassland were not as big as them.These hounds have black fur, as smooth as satin, and long and sharp claws, which are not claws that canines should have at all.

After they walked in a little bit, Fujiwara Xingkong saw the faces of these Doberman pinschers clearly, and couldn't help but feel cold all over, and fell into an unprecedented shock.

On the body of the three Doberman pinschers covered with black and glossy short hair, there was a strange middle-aged man's face, which looked so strange.

Urban legend, Human Face Dog!

"Huh? Fujiwara, what's the matter with you?" Celti noticed his abnormality, and comforted him in his heart: "Don't worry, it's also an urban legend, they can't find my shadow."

"I'm not worried about this." Fujiwara Xingkong felt unusually heavy.

There is nothing scary about the lowest level of urban legends like human face dogs. They are only invincible in a small area next to the trash can at night. If they leave the range of the trash can, they are just little monsters who give people heads.

However, although human-faced dogs are not scary, it is a bit scary to be able to collect human-faced dogs and make them obedient.

Fujiwara Xingkong asked himself, he did not have the ability to make this kind of urban legend obedient.

Of course, if it is a female dog, it is another matter.

The three human-faced dogs came to the area around him, raised their noses and circled around a few times. They didn't find any abnormalities, and then slowly bared their teeth and roared away.

Just in this small space turned over from the wall, Yishuiyuan has established three lines of defense: the wall planted with white roses, the piranhas planted in rows and rows, and the vicious human-faced dog.

What kind of unspeakable secrets are hidden in the dark Yi Shuiyuan?

Taking advantage of Ye Yu's cover, Fujiwara Xingkong sneaked along the trail all the way to the gate.

As the lair of the one-color gang, the largest violent group in the Ikebukuro area, this territory occupies a large area. When you actually walk in it, it feels like a large village or castle.

If it was in ancient times, this might be the most heavily guarded ninja village, but with the development of recent decades, many things have changed.At this time, there are three areas in Yishui Garden, the front hall is the living room, and some houses where ordinary guards and bodyguards live.

There are defenses and guards, but the appearance looks like an ordinary modern village, with straight roads, gardens, villas with red tiles and white walls, etc.

Fujiwara Xingkong set up a monitoring probe disguised as a haystack with a radio microphone on the lawn in front of the entrance side of the gate, and then turned into the atrium along the winding corridor.

Compared with the front hall, the guard level of the atrium has been raised by more than one level.This is the residence of the core members of the Duse Gang, and it is heavily guarded. There is a hidden surveillance camera three or five steps away, and four or five automatic or semi-automatic firearms can be found in any direction.

The layout of some secret doors and the entrance of the underground passage are quite ingenious. Once it is in operation, this place will immediately become the most heavily guarded fortress. I am afraid that even mosquitoes will not be able to pass through freely.

The further he walked in, the more surprised Fujiwara Xingkong became.

As a top chaebol, the Natsuki family's house is not so tightly guarded.

Walking on the gravel path that seems to be in a rural village, with wooden or stone fences on both sides, you can also see modern houses mixed in with some simple Japanese-style buildings.There are more towering ancient trees that can be seen everywhere, covered by trees, and the lush greenery covers half of the sky in the courtyard.

The road is as winding as possible, just like a Suzhou-style garden that pays attention to winding paths. Of course, the feeling here is a bit colder.

Most of these cold feelings come from a small courtyard in front of me.

In the garden within the garden, the wall about two meters high is covered with creepers. The door is a wooden door made of iron wood, which is not too big and can only accommodate one person.

The wooden door is also covered with emerald green creepers. If Fujiwara Xingkong didn't happen to see this, he might have passed the wooden door.

Just as he was about to turn in and take a look, two ethereal footsteps reached his ears, followed immediately by an unusually powerful wave of demonic power.

Fujiwara Xingkong suddenly felt like he was on his back, and before he had time to think about it, he hurriedly dropped a surveillance probe pretending to be a stone in the grass beside the door, turned and left.

After getting far away, he looked back, and in the rain curtain, he could only see a monster, a tremblingly strong monster with snow-white long hair, nearly two meters tall, and a slightly evil face. handsome.

And on his forehead, there are two mini elk horns.

That's the sign of ghosts.
Fujiwara Xingkong's heart sank, and things became more and more complicated.

The ghost race is not the ghosts that people think of, nor is it an energy body such as a resentful spirit, but a specific race of monsters.

They do not live in the ghost world, but like most monsters, they restrain their demon power and hide among ordinary people.Most of the time, they are in line with ordinary people and look ordinary.Just lurk beside you.

It could be him, it could be her, or it could be the teacher in the school, the butcher in the market, the official in the government.
They will greet you with a smile on their faces, and the next second you turn around, the hidden danger will tear up and break the instant tranquility.

The fluctuation value emitted by the ghost in front of him is hovering around 1 points at this time, but Fujiwara Xingkong can be sure that this is far from his true strength, and maybe the peak value can reach 2 points.

A monster that is so strong must be a big monster with a name.

The big demon Fujiwara Hoshikong in the ghost clan thought about it, and first excluded Shuten-douji.As the leader of the ghost clan, Shuten Doji is much stronger than this.

If it wasn't for Shuten, it was most likely Ibaraki.

The evening wind carried heavy raindrops, thunder roared, and white light flashed past, illuminating the entire world.

Fujiwara Xingkong leaned against the back of a big tree, maintaining the same posture for about ten seconds, then slowly lowered his hands, his eyes were a little sore.

I always feel as if I have been involved in some shocking secret without knowing it, and I haven't lived a stable life for a few days.
Out of caution, he didn't want to cause more trouble, and under the cover of the sound of rain, he slipped into the last area of ​​Yishui Garden, stood by the pond, and looked at the small wooden building with little lights.

The small wooden building is surrounded by water on three sides, and only one plank road connects to the shore.

The window was open, and there seemed to be a figure passing by in front of the window. The swaying light cast a small patch of golden color on the water.

Under the dark and heavy rain, the small building is like a small boat bumping in the huge waves, looking fragile and ready to be overturned by the huge waves at any time.

The most important purpose of tonight is to see what is in this small building.

Fujiwara Hoshizora's gaze fell through the window on the blurry figure in the small building. In his firm eyes, he saw the danger that could bite people.

(End of this chapter)