Early summer, June 1st.

Recently, rumors of a mirage have been rampant, and quite a few people have witnessed the dream-like picture with their own eyes.

However, behind the mystery and beauty, those who see the "mirage" gradually feel depressed, as if there is something extremely dark hidden behind the beauty.

There are good people to investigate, but without exception, they can't find anything at all.

One is that it was originally an illusion, and the other is that behind these incidents, in addition to the Japanese government and the police, there are also chaebols involved.

Those in power are covering it up.

After all... about sacrificial banquets, about immortality, the fewer people know about it, the better.

The number of deaths in these seven days is staggering.

The law is vulnerable in the face of certain forces.

Forty-nine people...

Nearly a thousand people heard the sound of the sacrificial banquet, and only forty-nine people could be killed.

While that might sound like a scary number, to those people, numbers are just numbers.

There were not many people left alive, and they seemed to have a premonition and hid.

Sen Luo's face-to-face business for more than 20 years turned out to be a joke at all.

A group of researchers, with the support of information from people who have been to the Heian period, finally figured out a method to open the gate connecting the two time and space again. As the key, Kotoko Matsunaga found, and the power to open the door, the power of the Nine Eyes Gouyu, also passed through it. All the people killed by the three demons are collected.

But in the end, that door would be opened by the sacrificial banquet itself in the form of a task.

This made the members of Sen Luo's face puzzled and fearful.

Because it's almost like the sacrificial banquet is an existence with independent consciousness, it knows what humans are doing from beginning to end, even if it wants to steal its power to gain immortality, it should be very clear.

But it doesn't care.

It even took the initiative to launch the "Millennium Blood Sacrifice" feast, sending the selected people to the Heian period.

This "fearless" attitude has deep meanings that deserve careful consideration.

However, up to now, the arrow has to be sent on the string.

For chaebols and executives who are old and frail, it is worthwhile to exchange all their resources for an ethereal qualification for immortality.

In this way, the already unreliable alliance was completely disintegrated.

However... some people still maintain a cooperative relationship.

There are two contacts, one is Hanyu Wenxin, and the other... is the Kunlu Eight Immortals.

In a secluded mountain area, the quiet and gloomy atmosphere here is getting stronger and stronger, the sky is very empty, the clouds are very light, and the atmosphere makes people feel uncomfortable.

There is a private villa of Hanyu Wenxin. At present, a considerable number of people who are still alive and willing to cooperate live here.

A massacre is unfolding in the outside world, and most of the people hiding here are members of the sacrificial feast who are still alive.

How binding is such a loose alliance?

no one knows.

The owner of the villa, Hanyu Wenxin, also disappeared, and he and the Eight Immortals of Kun Lun entered the city.

The bustling area did not reassure the two of them. Unlike Li Gui, those in power should not avoid large crowds when killing people.

If they are found, they can be directly pressed to the ground and charged with a random charge to drag the person away.

It is not difficult for them to throw it into the sea or chop it up and feed it to the dogs.

But the two had to come.

Because... the person who asked them to meet is named Tamaki.

Soon, the two arrived at a restaurant.

Under the guidance of the waiter dressed in kimono, he entered the box covered with tatami.

After Hanyu Wenxin sat down with the Eight Immortals of Kun Lun, there was no trace of Tamaki, and he hadn't come yet.

"Excuse me... did the person who booked this box say when to arrive?" Hanyu Wenxin asked.

"I'm sorry, two gentlemen, there is no other message from the guests who booked the box." The waiter bowed and said.

"Okay... We don't need service for the time being, please leave here temporarily." Hanyu Wenxin nodded.

"Yes."

After the waiter bowed and left, the Eight Immortals of Kun Lun said, "Yamuichi has close ties with Sen Luo and the Takahashi chaebol. He may be working for one of them, or both."

"I'm not interested in his identity," Hanyu Wenxin said, flipping through the menu without looking up, "We're only here because Tamaki said that he likes to make a deal with us and promised to do so. Pay part of it up front."

"Well...I know this, but...is he trustworthy?"

As soon as the voice fell, the door opened.

A man with a straight posture walked in, it was Tamakiichi who had not appeared for a long time.

"Sorry for being late." He nodded slightly, sat down, and looked at the Eight Immortals of Kun Lun: "As far as human nature is concerned, no one can be trusted. Only common interests can promote cooperation."

The Kun Lun Eight Immortals were speechless. Although this sentence was harsh, it was the truth.

Tamaki backed away from the waiter waiting outside the door, then took out a document bag from his arms and put it on the table.

Said: "This is sorted out by Sen Luo's face. Regarding some information about a thousand years ago, if there is no accident, at most forty-nine people will collectively travel to the Heian era at twelve o'clock tonight. This information can let you understand. Some taboos of the Heian era will not kill you immediately."

Data from a thousand years ago?

Hanyu Wenxin couldn't believe it. He picked up the file bag and asked, "Can I open it and take a look?"

"Of course." As soon as Tamaki put down the file bag, he handed it over from the table.

Hanyu Wenxin opened the document and asked, "If this is a reward, what do you need us to do?"

Yumu said solemnly: "I only have one request, provide me with Qin Wenyu's information."

"Who?"

Hanyu Wenxin, who was looking at the documents, suddenly closed the documents and looked at Yu Muyi: "You mean Qin Wenyu?"

Yumu nodded, and said: "He is alive, no one is dead, no one is dead, whether it is us or others are looking for him, but...he seems to have disappeared from this world suddenly, without a trace."

Hanyu Wenxin was silent for a moment, and asked: "What is there on his body that requires you to spend so much effort to find it?"

"And...why do you think I know where he is."

As soon as Yumu looked at Hanyu Wenxin, he seemed to be weighing something.

After a long while, he said: "Sen Luo's face once extracted a memory from his mind, which is his childhood memory. That memory has been in a state of indecipherable until that day, that memory suddenly became clear, but some details have been withheld and only he knows."

"As for you..." Yumu looked Hanyu Wenxin up and down, "He still calls you brother in my memory."