Why is my anime art style so weird?

Searching the master bedroom area and destroying the stone sculptures had already taken quite some time. If the others hadn't found Kaguya's trace on the first floor, they would probably have already started searching the second floor by now.

If it's still not on the second floor, then he can go directly to the third floor to seize the opportunity.

After all, only the first person to find Kaguya will receive the largest bounty.

Just as I was hesitating, I suddenly saw Mako pointing in the direction of the guest bedroom area.

Xu Ming was taken aback, and tentatively asked:

"Which direction is Kaguya Shinomiya in?"

Mako nodded silently.

"Xu Ming, what do we do next?"

The little piglet tugged at his trouser leg.

Xu Ming glanced thoughtfully behind Zhenzi, then made a decision.

"Let's go to the guest room!"

After passing through the courtyard and entering the opposite corridor, the group arrived at the guest bedroom area.

Upon entering, you'll find a small living room furnished with velvet sofas, a Victorian-style carved coffee table with a set of gilded English-style tea utensils, a huge crystal chandelier overhead, and dark blue embroidered curtains hanging in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows leading to the balcony…

As expected of the mansion of the Shinomiya family, one of Japan's four great families, even the guest rooms are still magnificent.

Unfortunately, in the face of supernatural forces, these luxurious objects seemed to have been neglected for hundreds of years, covered by a thick layer of dust like a blanket, making it almost impossible to see their original appearance.

Walking further into the living room, there are a total of five guest bedrooms, arranged on the left and right sides, with the door of the innermost bedroom wide open.

Xu Ming gripped his phone and crowbar tightly.

Even without activating his spiritual vision, he could still sense the almost tangible negative energy emanating from the innermost bedroom.

We've found the right person!

However, when he led everyone to the door of that bedroom, he was immediately stunned by what he saw inside.

They were the last group to enter!?

That was bad enough, but the scene in the room shocked him even more.

What happened in this room before he arrived? How did it get into this state?

The walls of the entire bedroom were almost completely covered with black patches, and even the windows were no exception, as if they had been painted with a thick layer of black paint.

Clumps of black mist spread rampantly through the bedroom.

In the center of the bedroom stood a full-length mirror, about the height of a person. However, the mirror reflected no light whatsoever; it was pitch black, like an entrance to another world.

The kind-faced old man, Nakagawa, lay on the ground with a large hole pierced through his chest, his face full of resentment. A large amount of blood bloomed beneath him, creating a bewitching flower of life.

The old man, Nakagawa, had clearly been dead for some time.

There was another figure in the bedroom that Xu Ming had never expected—Shirogane Miyuki.

The blond heartthrob was in a terrible state; his black school uniform was tattered and covered in dust, and there was a faint bloodstain on his face.

The entire Shinomiya Mansion has been completely transformed into another world, and dangerous 'weirdness' is almost everywhere.

I don't know how he overcame all the obstacles to get here.

Chapter 178 People will die if they are killed

Shirogane Miyuki, however, did not notice Xu Ming and the others who appeared at the door.

At this moment, he was holding a Japanese sword, the blade gleaming coldly, already drawn, and aimed directly at the figure dressed in the hunting robes of an Onmyoji and wearing a tall crown.

His expression was one of utter terror, as if he had witnessed something horrific.

Taisho held a paper talisman between one fingertip and a candlestick emitting an eerie green light in the other, staring coldly at Shirogane Miyuki.

The atmosphere between the two was incredibly strange.

What are you doing?

Xu Ming spoke with a puzzled look on his face.

"He...he killed someone!"

When Shirogane Miyuki saw that it was Xu Ming, he hurriedly pointed to the old man Nakagawa on the ground, then to Taisho, and stammered.

As the top student at Shuchi Academy, Shirogane Miyuki had hardly ever witnessed a fight, let alone murder.

Faced with Shirogane Miyuki's accusations, Taisho made no attempt to defend himself, his expression remaining utterly indifferent.

Xu Ming frowned immediately.

'What's wrong with this guy? He's completely different from how he was before!'

After a while, Taisho finally spoke in a low voice.

"There's nothing I can do. Since you've already seen us, I'll have to ask you all to stay."

His words essentially confirmed Shirogane Miyuki's accusations.

He's gone mad...

Xu Ming immediately felt it was utterly absurd.

Kaguya has vanished without a trace, neither alive nor dead, and the 'eerie' presence within the mansion remains unresolved.

Is this the start of infighting?

Isn't that a bit too hasty?

Let's rewind five minutes...

The old man, Nakagawa, carried a candlestick that emitted an eerie green light as he walked through the darkness.

The candlestick in his hand had no connection to the music box or the 'Shadow', and all the black mist he encountered along the way seemed to be soldiers seeing a general, and they all made way for him.

As if guided by some unseen force, the old man Nakagawa, holding a candlestick, entered the mansion through the back door and went straight to the innermost guest room on the second floor without any delay.

Once outside the bedroom, he pushed the door open forcefully.

The bedroom was quiet, with only a tall silver mirror in the center of the room, besides the furniture that smelled of decay.

This mirror was very strange. It did not reflect the figure of the old man Nakagawa on the other side. Instead, it reflected a table with an open, antique music box placed neatly on it.

If Miyuki Shirogane were here, he would definitely recognize that the music box in the mirror was the one he gave to Kaguya.

Upon seeing the music box, the old man Nakagawa's face lit up with joy. He immediately stepped forward, holding the candlestick in one hand and reaching out as if into a mirror with the other.

However, just when he felt he was about to reach the pinnacle of his life.

A tall figure dressed in the hunting robes of an Onmyoji appeared behind him, and then the old man Nakagawa felt a pain in his back.

His heart was pierced directly by Taisho from behind!

Taisho, who had stabbed the old man Nakagawa in the back, pulled a dagger from his body, snatched the candlestick from his hand, and then kicked him to the ground.

The old man, Nakagawa, had blood all over his mouth. He struggled to turn over and pointed at Taisho with all his might.

"You, you bastard!!"

His face was filled with hatred, resentment, anger, and bitterness.

Fifty years!

Fifty years of waiting for this opportunity, and it was easily snatched away by someone else in the blink of an eye!

The hatred in Nakagawa's heart was more turbulent than a volcano.

However, he was only a mortal and could not defy the rules of nature.

A person dies when they are killed.

Nakagawa stared intently at Taisho with venomous resentment.

Do not look down.

"You old geezer, if I had known you were hiding something, it wouldn't have been a waste of my precious invisibility talisman."

Taisho flicked non-existent dust off his clothes with a disdainful look, then turned around and looked coldly at Shirogane Miyuki at the door.

"Since you've seen it, I'm sorry, I can only ask you to die, young man."

As he spoke, Taisho pulled out a paper talisman from his pocket and held it between two fingers.

Although I have some doubts about how an ordinary person could overcome so many crises to get here.

In a different context, he might have actually accepted the other person as his apprentice, but alas... there are no "ifs".

He can only blame himself for being in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Thinking of this, Taisho's gaze grew even colder, as if piercing Shirogane Miyuki with a sharp sword.

Shirogane Miyuki frantically drew his katana and pointed it at Taisho, but his hand kept trembling.

He arrived just a step later than the two men, only to stumble upon a premeditated assassination attempt.

Such a bloody scene had a tremendous impact on the mind of this top student.

In his previous understanding, everyone competed by trying to improve themselves.

But what happened today completely overturned his values.

It turns out that, for the sake of profit, people can also turn on their own kind without hesitation.

Just as Taisho was about to make his move, Xu Ming's voice came.

Dazheng glanced at Xu Ming, his expression unmoved.

With his discerning eye, he could easily see through Xu Ming's true nature.

He was just a lucky person who had some special abilities, acquired some treasures, and stumbled into the inner world.

This is insufficient evidence.

Instead, it was the treasure on Xu Ming's body that could resist the curse that piqued his interest.

With his professional eye, he immediately recognized it as an extremely precious magical artifact, the kind that could be passed down as a family heirloom in a small family.

"Hand over the protective artifact you possess, and I may spare your life."

The tall and imposing Dazheng looked down at Xu Ming, showing no regard for him whatsoever.