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Chapter 1155: Unexpectedly, there are Crouching Dragon and Phoenix

Dagukou Bund, fish scale reef.

The beach here is as red as blood, and the fishy smell lingers all year round.

Today the wind is strong and the waves are high. The howling wind and surging waves pass through the reefs, raising waves of pale foam.

Junko Yagyu was wearing a straw hat and raincoat, and she kept walking, with a lot on her mind.

This time, she brought with her the eight strongest swordsmen in the gym. According to the saying passed down in her family, if she wanted to start the evil sacrificial ceremony, she had to let these eight swordsmen fight against each other, and only one person could survive and be qualified to become the sacrifice of the Yamata no Orochi.

Not to mention whether the girls in their family are willing to participate in this inexplicable bloody sacrifice - not only does it not bring any benefits, but it also costs their lives. Today is no longer the ignorant era of the past, and the swordsmen in the gym do not have a monarch to be loyal to.

Apart from those idiots who still have the dream of restoring their country... or to be more precise, those idiots who use this as an excuse to regain their former glory and wealth, who would willingly participate in such a inexplicable sacrificial ceremony?
As the old saying goes, a scholar's rebellion will fail in three years.

I don't know how many years have passed since the founding of the Samurai Association for National Salvation, but I haven't heard of them accomplishing anything.

Now it's just waste recycling.

Once they complete the sacrificial ceremony and consume the last remnants of the Yamata no Orochi, they will completely lose their usefulness.

Although this is the truth,
But when she thought about sacrificing the lives of her eight swordsmen, Junko Yagyu felt pain in her heart.

The gym has invested a lot of money in raising cabbages for so many years.

I'd accept it even if a pig pushed me, but now you tell me to use it as a side dish for boiled pork?

The good news is that three volunteers have replaced the original swordsman's position and are excited to come as sacrifices.

The bad news is that she can't afford to offend any of these three ladies.

The situation is now completely out of the control of Junko Yagyu. She is just a puppet on the stage. She has no idea and does not understand how these big guys are going to deal with weak women like them.

"I just wanted to ask, what kind of names did you two choose?"

"Shinjo Chigusa."

"Ryougi Chiori."

Li Mumu and Shen Qingxi looked innocent.

"Shen Qingxi owes grass, Li Mumu owes sex?"

The corners of Xia Yubing's mouth twitched slightly.

"Will it sound good if it's spread out?"

“Please don’t read too much into it.”

"That's right, Sister Bingbing, how can you slander someone's innocence out of thin air!"

I really want to crush them both to death.

…………

"Those women are really here?"

Looking at the group of people slowly appearing in the night in the distance, Maeda Chuichi couldn't help but whisper to himself.

He had previously gone to the Yagyu Gym to test it out and paid a considerable price.

The ninjas and bodyguards he had kept for many years had a conflict with the exorcist priest hired by the gym, and were locked in an underground water dungeon and had to drink bath water for a whole night.

Then he was kicked out the next day.

Out of a businessman's intuition, he was actually unwilling to believe that the Yagyu Dojo, which was making a fortune and doing a booming business, would be willing to get involved in this matter.

Even with the coercion from the Hattori family, it would be unlikely.

There is absolutely no benefit and no reason.

But he couldn't say.

The reason why the Samurai Society of National Salvation has been able to survive until now is because of this last bit of hope. Anyone with a quick mind would have gone out to make a living. The ones left are all die-hards whose minds are not clear and who have been marinated by the sea.

There is no such saying as "honest advice is unpleasant to the ear" or "good medicine tastes bitter" in this kind of organization.

If you raise the slightest doubt, these bastards will yell at you: "You are so weak, you must want to be naturalized!"

As a businessman, Chuichi Maeda actually didn't want to be tied to them anymore, but there was nothing he could do.

Firstly, he came from a poor family. If he hadn't had the support of the underworld, he wouldn't have achieved his current wealth with his limited abilities.

Now the society is going to elect a new leader. Ah Le and Dongguanzi have fought to the death for the dragon-head stick. Jimizi, you said you don't want to run? When you were a pimp without the support of the society, you would have been hacked to death. Now that your business is big and the society wants you to do something, you find excuses to shirk it?

You are so disloyal, our brothers will be the first to kill you!

Secondly...he also wants to talk, he also wants to get ashore, but no one wants to talk to him.

Junko Yagyu is young, beautiful, and flexible. She has a good understanding of the overall situation and has dozens of swordsmen under her command who are loyal to her. She can go to the battlefield and to the hall. Who wouldn't like to talk to her?

What about you? What is your position in the society?
Can you command those crazy people in the Samurai Society?

Unable to give orders.

"Of course they will come. These women are fence-sitters. They don't have any opinions of their own. As long as the Hattori family and we reach an agreement, the opinions of these women are not important at all. They will not and dare not resist!"

Taro Ono is full of confidence.

Maeda Chuichi complained silently in his heart. The sage once said that only women and villains are difficult to raise. What if these women have other plans with the Hattori family?
But he only dared to complain in his heart and would definitely not say it out loud.

There's no point in saying it, and you'll inevitably be criticized.

"Where are the people from the Hattori family?"

"They came with the women of the Yagyu family, but don't underestimate them just because they are few in number. Their ninja army is likely lurking in the dark and waiting for an opportunity to strike."

Ono Taro snorted coldly, "The hyenas of the Hattori family will not show up without sufficient benefits. I even suspect that the real purpose of their proposal for cooperation is to wait until the three magatama are fused, and then to snatch the completed Yasakani no Magatama. Apart from this, I really can't think of anything else that can attract these hyenas, so it is inevitable that they will fight with swords when the time comes."

Maeda Chuichi turned his head and silently glanced at the ragged and unruly samurai standing behind him.

"Do we have enough manpower?"

"Don't worry. I'll have my brother Jiro lead the musketeers to ambush us at sea. If we make any noise here, they will bring their ship over and catch us off guard."

Ono Taro sneered, "And they probably wouldn't have thought that we have a powerful ally secretly assisting us this time."

Don’t say they didn’t expect it, I didn’t expect it either!
Maeda Chuichi's expression changed slightly.

"Ono-kun, why don't I know about the allies?"

Ono Taro laughed and said, "President, you are overthinking. In order to avoid leaking the news, I have not told anyone about this matter, including my own brother."

No one knows? Did the ally fall from the sky?
Maeda Tadashi instinctively felt that something was not right, but after hesitating for a moment he did not say it out loud.

Taro Ono has never been able to listen to other people's opinions.

He was quite proud of this, thinking that he was a man blessed by destiny and good fortune. Otherwise, why was he the only one who survived the several crises in the past when the Samurai Society was almost wiped out?

"So you can tell me now, right?"

"Not urgent!"

Ono Taro adjusted his belt, a friendly smile appeared on his face, and he extended his hand to Yan Yu'an who was walking over. "Hattori-kun! You're late!"

…………

On the shore road a hundred meters away from the Fish Scale Reef, Huang Anshi and his four apprentices hid under the eaves, silently observing the movements on the beach with binoculars in their hands.

"Master, it seems that this group of people are preparing to start the sacrifice."

Po muttered quietly.

"Why rush? A ritual like theirs that uses blood and flesh sacrifices to summon the ancient gods is not that easy to complete."

Huang Anshi twirled his fingers and calculated twice: "Today is not a very suitable date. It is not the first or fifteenth day of the lunar month, so the Yin Sha power is not enough. Of course, it cannot be said that there are no benefits. At least it can avoid the sight of official surveillance."

"They haven't even started setting up the magic circle yet. It's still too early. When they start killing people, that's when it will officially begin."

"But didn't Sayuri say that we should let them kill each other as a sacrifice? Master, we have eaten so many meals from them..."

"I think you are obsessed with sex. With your limited ability, can you rush over now and rescue them?"

Huang Anshi glared at A Bao and said, "Get ready. When they start to offer sacrifices, we will also start to perform rituals. Summoning the ancient gods by the sea... I don't know if these people are ignorant or careless. Do they really think that there are only Yaki in the sea? If they really dare to summon, I will give them a surprise gift!"

He was whispering to his disciples to get ready when he suddenly heard the sound of a car running behind him. Huang Anshi frowned, protected his disciples behind him, and looked over.

I saw a small car with exquisite design coming from a distance and stopped here. The door was opened and two nuns walked out of the car.

nun?

Huang Anshi had a face full of question marks.

The scene tonight is already complicated enough, how come a nun is here?
Does someone summoning the Yamata no Orochi have anything to do with your Christianity?
Could it be... that they are in the same industry?

Long before returning to China, Huang Anshi had heard about the situation in Tianmen. It was said that the country's attitude towards Western sects was very tough. Except for a faction affiliated with the Carmelite Congregation, other factions, regardless of new or old, good or evil, were not allowed to openly spread the gospel in the country.

The nuns of the Forward Church were said to be strong-willed and powerful, and each of them was an expert in exorcism. The Demon Hunter Association's training manual mentioned that in Tianmen City in the Far East, one could go to the Forward Church to buy holy water and blessed essential oils, as well as regular demon-breaking bullets.

If you really encounter a more difficult demon from hell, the nuns in the church might be able to provide you with free help.

But with so many people on the other side, and only two nuns, can they really control the situation?

At this time, not only Huang Anshi had a face full of question marks, but Wang Yunxiao also looked confused.

what's the situation?
Old Han, why are you looking at me? I'm not familiar with the church, it's a private relationship!

Yan Yu'an's face turned cold and he looked at Ono Taro: "Ono-kun, what do you mean by calling in outsiders at this time?"

Ono Taro laughed. "I'm really sorry, Hattori-kun, I didn't explain it to you clearly before. But it's the same now. Don't worry, these two ladies have the same goal as us!"

"Good evening, Mr. Ono."

The first nun who came over had a very gentle voice, which sounded like she was singing, making people feel happy. But the short-haired nun who followed behind her was different, with a murderous look on her face that she did not hide at all.

Wang Yunxiao didn’t even recognize him.

"Good evening, Ms. Elena."

Ono Taro chuckled and said, "I wonder if you brought the things here?"

"It's all here with me."

The gentle and shy nun opened her handbag and took out three mirrors.

Xumi, time, yin and yang.

These are the three sacred artifacts that were kept by the church after the annihilation of the Yamata no Orochi.

If you want to summon the remaining soul of the Yamata no Orochi, it would be best to collect the three sacred artifacts that were decomposed from the corpse of the Yamata no Orochi, namely the Eight-foot Mirror, the Yasakani no Magatama and the Murasakumo Sword.

But these three artifacts have been decomposed, and each artifact has been divided into three.

The Samurai Association tried their best to save the country, but they only got one of the magatama.

Originally, the two magatama from the Hattori family and the Yagyu family could be combined to form the real Yasakani no Magatama. This was already the limit of what the Samurai Society of National Salvation could do under the premise that Yan Yu'an released the water until the dam burst.

I didn’t expect that Taro Ono had such a hidden trick and reached a cooperation with the Progress Church!

Why should the church cooperate with such rotten fish and shrimp?

Not only Yan Yu'an didn't understand, Li Mumu also couldn't understand.

"Chiori, that mirror..."

"Hmm, looks familiar."

Of course it looks familiar.

Li Mumu had only seen the Sumeru Mirror once before. After the Blood Cup Cult was wiped out, the church used this mirror to hide the newborn Lilith. She happened to pass by the hospital at that time.

But to be honest, it didn't leave much of an impression.

She doesn't even recognize Shao Guang.

But the last small antique bronze mirror...

Li Mumu and Shen Qingxi looked silently at Xia Yubing.

Chief Xia, why did you walk here this time?
Xia Yubing had no expression on her face and remained silent.

"Hahahaha, God is willing to help our country. Now that we can collect the Eight-foot Mirror and the Yasakani no Magatama, we can awaken 70% of the power of the Yamata no Orochi!"

Taro Ono's excitement was beyond words.

"You wait a minute!"

Yan Yu'an said coldly, "The Forward Church has always stood together with the Secret Service. How can you guarantee that these nuns are of the same mind as us Fuso people? Or have you, Ono-kun, secretly defected to the Ming government and set a trap for us to jump into?"

Ono Taro's good mood was interrupted in an instant, and he subconsciously wanted to get angry. Fortunately, he reacted instantly and realized that the other party was not a colleague of the Samurai Association for National Salvation, but just a partner with whom he had little affection.

So he suppressed his displeasure and explained: "Hattori-kun, you only know one side of the story. The current Forward Church has long been abandoned. Not only have its businesses been swallowed up by the government, but even the nuns in the church have been forced to return to secular life."

"This Ms. Elena was originally the successor chosen by the former archbishop himself. However, she did not expect that after the former archbishop was killed, the puppet secretly supported by the Ming government stole the position that should have belonged to her, so she fell into such a state."

"At this moment, we are both wanderers in this world, don't you think so, Ms. Elena?"

"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll shoot you!"

Before Elena could say anything, the unhappy short-haired nun behind her suddenly flew into a rage: "Fix the damn mirror for me right now, and then we can go our separate ways and stop talking nonsense!"

Elena quickly turned around to comfort her companion: "Ailani, please be quiet. Mr. Ono, please don't mind it. My sister has a bad temper and it's not targeting you."

Yan Yu'an's eyes flickered beside him.

He didn't know the person, but he had heard of the name before.

Elena, Elani, two of the three cardinals of the Church of Progress.

What are you doing here in this weird place in the middle of nowhere in the middle of the night?

(End of this chapter)