Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

On May 1967, 5, time flies, and 16 days have passed since Allen Leth was assassinated in front of the gate of Gyeongbokgung Palace in Seoul.

Seoul has been ravaged by those domineering Citi soldiers, the crime rate has skyrocketed, and the people's grievances are boiling. The authorities have no choice but to kneel and lick their masters and beg for mercy.

At present, those lawless soldiers have returned to the Incheon base one after another, and Seoul has gradually calmed down.

Although it has subsided on the surface, in the dark, countless people are still searching the sky and looking for the figure of the evil god.

These people have their own ghosts, and their goals are also different, but no matter how much they toss, it is futile.

Du Weiguo has never been seen, not even a trace of useful clues, as if he has never appeared before.

At midnight, Tokyo, Shinjuku, overcast, the waning moon like a knife, flickering.

Towards the evening, it rained, and the night wind was cool, blowing away the heat of early summer, which was especially suitable for a peaceful sleep. The entire Tokyo city fell into a deep sleep, and everything was quiet.

In the quiet bedroom, the sleeping Du Weiguo suddenly opened his eyes, turned over like a kite, and jumped up from the bed.

Du Weiguo stood barefoot on the ground, with Xiao Tang Dao and Jiuyou Shuttle already in his hands, his sharp eyes flashing coldly in the darkness.

When he was just asleep, Du Weiguo suddenly felt a burst of heart palpitations. Although it was not hostile to him, it was definitely not an unusual situation to make him feel palpitations.

Needless to say, the period of dormancy in Shinjuku was a long-lost and rare holiday after Du Weiguo left the country.

Away from the bloody storms, mountains of swords and seas of fire, Kamada Jiro takes care of him every day, with clothes to open his hands and food to open his mouth, and his life is like a fairy.

However, after leisure, Du Weiguo never let down his guard and slept with his glasses open.

He knew his own affairs. After all, he had braved the world's disapproval and killed the CIA's second-in-command, which was a real breakthrough.

Citi Eagle is essentially a country of rogues, with no sense of integrity and shame. It is not enough to take advantage of it, and it is not okay to suffer at all.

The intelligence chief was executed in public, and he suffered such a big fall in his own back garden, he lost all face.

According to Citi Eagle's consistent pissing behavior, it is inevitable that it will not let it go, and will definitely prepare the most vicious counterattack.

As long as Du Weiguo survived, they would not dare to take revenge on Moran and the others, nor would they dare to toss about his property. This thunderous revenge must be carried by him alone.

Therefore, Du Weiguo always tensed his nerves and was on guard. It is not an exaggeration to say that when the wind blows and the cranes are shaking, the grass and trees are all at war.

He weighed his feet, and moved quickly to the window without making a sound, leaned sideways on the wall, opened a small gap in the curtain, and looked out from the corner of his eye.

Cautiousness, this is the excellent quality engraved in Du Weiguo's bones. He has been sailing for thousands of years with caution. Although he is now invincible, he still maintains it all the time.

Because of the cloudy sky, the moon was covered by dark clouds, so it was very dark outside.

In the dark night, on the roof about a few hundred meters away from Du Weiguo's residence, several figures were flying over the eaves and walls, as if they were chasing something.

These few people walked on the roof like they were walking on the ground, their speed was extremely fast, like a big bat flying in the sky.

In the dark night, ordinary people probably couldn't see their movements clearly at all, and would only think that they were dazzled, but they couldn't help Du Weiguo's piercing eyes.

These people were all wearing strange clothes. They were loose clothes similar to opera robes, with black bottom and red edges. They also wore somewhat funny high hats, with a red nine-leaf sunflower pattern embroidered on the back.

"Damn, what about singing in the middle of the night?"

Du Weiguo looked contemptuously, and complained in a low voice. Fortunately, he stayed in Dongying for a while after all, so he has gained some knowledge.

Knowing that this fancy-looking costume is actually called Shouyi, and the black hat on the head is clearly the exclusive dress of Dongying Onmyoji.

The target pursued by these onmyojis is as fast as lightning, which is astonishing. Even with Du Weiguo's eyesight, he can barely make out a black cat.

Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows and smacked his lips:
"Tsk, this should be what Hu Da told me before, the most powerful Onmyoji of the Tu Yu Shen Dao Sect in Dongpu, right?

Look at this posture, they are catching shikigami, dammit, it's just a black cat, even if it's faster, why do they go to war like this? "

A shikigami is probably equivalent to a battle pet or a spiritual pet of an onmyoji imperial envoy, who shares weal and woe with its master, lives and dies together. Strictly speaking, Ye Dire is now Du Weiguo's shikigami.

Du Weiguo is not interested in these nonsense things at all. As long as he doesn't offend him, he will naturally be too lazy to meddle in other things.

It's nothing to do with yourself, it's human nature to hang it high, Du Weiguo put away the Xiaotang knife and Jiuyou lock, and prepared to put down the curtains and go back to sleep.

At this moment, among the onmyojis who were running fast, one of them, a middle-aged man with curly hair and a mighty appearance, suddenly frowned and stopped in his tracks.

The bearded man turned his head and looked towards Du Weiguo's residence. His face was gloomy and his eyes were piercing.

Immediately, the bearded man yelled at his companion, turned around, stretched his sleeves, left the team alone, and rushed towards Du Weiguo.

Seeing this situation, Du Weiguo, who eats melons, frowned suddenly, his face sank, and he couldn't help but swear:

"I'm rubbing Nima, people are sitting at home, the disaster comes from the sky, this unshaven old Bidden, it seems that he is coming for me~"

The bearded man moved very fast, within a few lifts, he was already within [-] meters of Du Weiguo's residence.

"Hey, I can see the trouble when I watch the excitement~"

With a sigh, Du Weiguo shook his head helplessly, and pulled on the flip-flops beside the bed. With a thought, he disappeared without a trace, and in the next moment, he appeared in a back alley behind the villa.

Du Weiguo is not an idiot, he wouldn't foolishly fight with others in his own residence, besides, Kamata Jiro is just an ordinary person.

Not to mention helping, Du Weiguo's aftermath of the battle, if even a little spilled out casually, could easily affect his life.

After landing, Du Weiguo didn't stop, and with a sudden effort, he jumped onto the roof of the next door.

Tonight he was wearing a set of loose black silk pajamas, moving around like a black cloud without any smoke.

After flying up to the roof, Du Weiguo kept walking, and chased after the black cat from another direction, the speed was beyond imagination.

"Ok?"

The onmyoji with a beard who was running saw Du Weiguo on the roof who was moving like a meteor, especially after he saw the direction he was running, his eyes were cold and his brows furrowed even deeper.

The bearded Onmyoji chased for hundreds of meters, but found that the distance was getting farther and farther. According to his speed, he might never be able to catch up.

"Shh~" There was a flash of cruelty in the bearded man's eyes, and he suddenly pursed his lips and let out a scream.

Following the scream, on the ground, a slender yellow shadow came out from nowhere, jumped up to the roof, and flew towards Du Weiguo in the opposite direction.

Du Weiguo, who was running, caught a glimpse of this yellow shadow out of the corner of his eye, and was immediately amused. This is clearly a big khaki fox.

This fox is yellow in excrement, the same color as Xiaobenzi's military uniform, even its eyeballs are dark yellow, its teeth are bared, its eyes are fierce, and its expression is ferocious.

This feces-yellow big fox should be the shikigami of this bearded onmyoji, but its appearance is a thousand miles away from the butterfly flower, which is a world of difference.

However, the speed of this big yellow fox is not slow, with smoke coming from its four legs, like a ray of yellow light, it quickly approached Du Weiguo.

Du Weiguo stopped in his tracks, raised his eyebrows lightly, and said in a playful tone:
"Damn, you old Biden, are you screwed? You dare to play fox in front of me, you are worthy!"

As soon as the words fell, Du Weiguo's brain shook suddenly, and his vision blurred, but the duration was very short, just a moment, and he became clear again.

On the contrary, the running yellow fox let out a mournful cry, with blood gushing from its mouth and nose, and slammed into the tiles of the roof, rolled over more than ten meters, and then remained motionless.

At the same time as the yellow fox rushed to the street, the bearded man was also bleeding from his mouth and nose, and he was in a panic, but he didn't fall down.

Staggering, Jiang Jiang stabilized his figure. At this moment, his eyes were cracked, and without saying a word, he drew a long red lacquer bow from behind.

Muttering something in his mouth, he pulled out another long arrow and wiped the dripping blood on his chin vigorously.

The bearded man's eyes were bloodshot, he gritted his teeth, opened his bow and set his arrow, and after aiming slightly, he shot a long arrow towards Du Weiguo.

The moment the bearded man raised his bow and nocked his arrow, Du Weiguo suddenly felt a faint sense of crisis. It seemed that this guy's long arrow should be a little tricky and unusual.

Du Weiguo was a little angry. This guy is domineering and unreasonable.

"I'm so paralyzed. I really shame you. How dare you play tricks on me? You're so young!"

The long black arrow came through the air, as fast as black light, and the speed of a pistol bullet was no less than that. Du Weiguo's eyes sharpened, and he raised his hand and threw out an evil shuttle, intending to shoot down the long arrow in the air.

Something weird happened.

The long arrow in the air twisted for a moment, dodging the Shashen Shuttle, and still shot towards Du Weiguo's face.

"Oh, it's really a bit tricky, automatic tracking, automatic avoidance, it's pretty good."

The corner of Du Weiguo's mouth twitched, he didn't panic at all, the masters and strange seas he had met were gone, that's all, nothing at all.

While talking to himself, Du Weiguo raised the Xiaotang knife, and just before the long arrow was about to explode, he split the long arrow with a slight difference.

Du Weiguo's way of splitting the long arrow was very rough. The unparalleled sharpness of the Xiaotang knife cut the long arrow, the arrowhead and the arrow body from the middle, splitting it into two.

Two broken arrows flew out, grazing Du Weiguo's cheek. It looked dangerous, but in fact not even a single hair was lost.

The moment the long arrow was cut open, the middle-aged Onmyoji suddenly let out a muffled grunt, and a mouthful of blood burst out of his mouth. Unable to hold on anymore, he covered his mouth and knelt down.

Obviously, the weird long arrow just now had infused his mental power, and was broken by Du Weiguo, and he suffered backlash.

This kind of method similar to using God to control things is not a supernatural power, but a kind of magic technique, and Du Weiguo is not unfamiliar.

The Fushi tracking technique shown by Uncle Jiu before is actually a kind of infusion of spiritual power to control objects, and it leads to the same goal by different routes.

A few hundred meters away, the companions of the middle-aged Onmyoji noticed his situation, immediately gave up and continued chasing the black cat, and rushed towards him aggressively.

Du Weiguo put away the little Tang knife, and stood on the ridge of a family's roof with uneven feet, the clouds were light and the wind was light, and the night wind blew his loose clothes, making a sound of hunting, almost flying fairy.

A young onmyoji who looks somewhat similar to a beard and wears gold-rimmed glasses is the fastest, far surpassing everyone else.

The man with glasses grabbed the bearded man, looked fiercely, and roared at Du Weiguo:
"ばかやろう!あなたはwho desu か?"

Du Weiguo doesn't know Japanese very well, but "ばかやろう" translates to Baga Ya Road in Chinese, but everyone understands this.

Du Weiguo didn't speak, but just looked at them with a cold face and said nothing. At this moment, several of their companions rushed over one after another.

These onmyojis in hunting clothes, counting the man with glasses, a total of 4, gathered around the bearded man, glaring at Du Weiguo one after another, and yelling curses in their mouths.

In addition to them, there are several "fields" that are stronger or weaker in the dark around them, and they are approaching Du Weiguo's position.

These "fields" are probably their shikigami. Since the battle against Xuefang, Du Weiguo's sensitivity to "fields" has become stronger and more sensitive.

The group of guys on the opposite side didn't have the demeanor of an onmyoji, and they yelled like street thugs. Du Weiguo's good temper was exhausted by them, and he said coldly in Japanese:
"If you don't want to die, just get out!"

Hearing Du Weiguo speak, the man with golden glasses frowned immediately, and asked in a cold tone:

"Sina?"

The word シナ is a transliteration, meaning that, this word is extremely insulting, Du Weiguo couldn't bear it, his face darkened in an instant, his eyes became cold, and his murderous intent rose violently.

"Little days, you are looking for death!"

Du Weiguo yelled softly, and Jiuyousuo shot out suddenly, and nailed it to a utility pole not far away. With the help of the surging pulling force, people rushed towards them like sharp arrows.

"Atack!"

The gold-rimmed glasses reacted quickly. Seeing Du Weiguo move, he made a gesture with his hand and roared.

A huge bat was 1 meters tall after spreading its wings. The beast suddenly flew out from the shadows, opened its mouth towards Du Weiguo, and let out a scream.

"Sigh~"

The cries of bats are all ultrasonic waves, which are inaudible to human ears, but Du Weiguo's hearing power is far superior to that of ordinary people, so he can hear them.

Not only did he hear it, blood sprang from his ears in an instant, and his head was buzzing. He was injured by the sound waves of the big bat and temporarily lost his hearing.

While you are sick, I will kill you!
Not only Du Weiguo understands this truth, but even the flat-haired animals who eat blood and drink blood understand it. The big bat is not forgiving when it is powerful.

After a successful blow, he opened his bloody mouth suddenly, revealing his sharp fangs, and mercilessly bit towards Du Weiguo's neck.

"Sigh~"

The cold light flashed away, and the big bat screamed again, but this was also its last swan song, and the sharp little Tang knife directly cut it in two.

The so-called shikigami of these Dongying Turtle Onmyojis are nothing more than wild beasts who have barely opened up their spiritual intelligence and have a bit of magic.

To put it bluntly, these onmyojis are just some weak version of beast masters, their methods, and these beasts.

How could it be possible to withstand the sharp edge of the majestic evil god, and to injure him by surprise is already considered smoke from the ancestral grave.

This is because Du Weiguo didn't want to expose the identity of the evil god, and deliberately didn't use hot weapons. If he fired at full power, the few rotten garlics in front of him would not be enough for him to kill.

"Dangdang~clang~"

After beheading the big bat with a single blow, the little Tang sword in Du Weiguo's hand flickered with a cold light, and it danced imperceptibly, knocking away several kunai and a long black arrow.

These onmyojis are good at skills, but they don't know the legendary enchantment and lightning methods. When fighting, they are similar to ninjas, and they all rely on cold weapons.

The gold-rimmed glasses, like the bearded man, can also use tracking arrows, but this time, Du Weiguo didn't have time to cut open the arrows directly, so he had to push aside the matter.

This long arrow was weird and violated the laws of physics. After being pushed away by Xiao Tang Dao, it circled in the air and flew towards Du Weiguo's head again.

"Ow~"

At this moment, a dusty shadow suddenly jumped out from the darkness, it was a big lynx, with sharp claws, like lightning, it came towards Du Weiguo's crotch.

Needless to say, the timing of this beast's choice is quite good. At this moment, Du Weiguo is in mid-air, the old power has been exhausted, the new power has not yet been born, and both hands are occupied, without any hindrance.

Du Weiguo's eyes sharpened, and just as he was about to teleport to dodge, a black light shot towards the big lynx so fast that it was too fast to describe.

When they got closer, Du Weiguo could see clearly that this black light was the black cat that was chased by a group of onmyojis before.

"Meow~"

In the blink of an eye, blood splattered everywhere, and one of the big lynx's eyeballs was directly gouged out by the black cat. No longer caring about the sneak attack, it slammed into the wall with a howl, rolling all over the ground in pain.

The speed of the black cat is extremely fast, and the attack is ruthless and merciless. After the big lynx landed on the ground, when it was rolling all over the ground, the black cat's claw was suddenly hit by the hollowed out eye socket, and the screaming stopped abruptly. .

"clever!"

Du Weiguo took the time to take a look, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he praised secretly in his heart, but his movements were not slow at all.

After cutting off the tracking long arrow of the glasses Onmyoji, he threw out the Jiuyou lock again, hooked a roof, and shot with a sharp figure.

"Ding dong~"

After knocking out a few darts, Du Weiguo had already reached more than [-] meters in front of the group of onmyojis. His eyes sharpened, and it was time to fight back.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa~"

A few Shashen Shuttles flew out of his sleeves, spun, a few minutes faster than the bullets, and shot towards the group of onmyojis with a soul-stirring scream. (end of this chapter)