Sakagi is a city rebuilt on the ruins. Due to geographical reasons, it is flanked by Beishan Lake and the southern bay, forming an urban layout similar to a barbell.
Kitayama Lake is the northernmost point of Sakajo, but the south bank of Kitayama Lake is definitely not. Surrounding the central and southern areas of Beishan Lake, there are still a considerable number of residential facilities, a considerable part of which are high-end residential areas.
Don't wonder why someone would build a mansion here with the threat of aberrations so close at hand. Basically, quite a few big shots in Sakajo have configured this place as a "hunting villa". Especially in the past few years since the birth of the Deep Blue Walker, the world government has basically turned from defense to offense in the wilderness. As the threat continues to decrease, the high-level social model of "hunting around the lake" has become a common practice.
However, this season happens to be the gap between spring hunting and summer hunting. The "hunting villa" community by the lake seems empty, with few pedestrians and relatively deserted. When two people pass by each other, it is still difficult to ignore each other.
"Good evening, Mrs. Kitayama."
"Good evening."
"The wind is very cool tonight."
"Yes."
The two passed each other, and in the cool night breeze, only the housewife's stiff smile was left behind.
Taking this small detail as the starting point, it quickly formed the main topic of the high-end villa area tonight. At the women’s boring social gathering, many people commented:
"Kitayama Yuki, you are such a rude person!"
"She is just an artist who has just left her shadow. She is so arrogant."
"It is said that Mr. Kitayama is a powerful person in society?"
"Yes, I've heard of it. So for a long time, Mrs. Beishan hardly went out. But I also heard...that powerful Mr. Beishan is probably dead!"
"Oh, really?"
"Isn't it? In the past, a car would come to pick her up at the door every one or two months, and come back about a week later. But that kind of car has not appeared for a long time. Sakajo has been vigorously cracking down on clubs some time ago, and it is said that there are many People were hospitalized and then died!”
"Ah ah ah, so that's it! Then Mrs. Kitayama often goes to Mr. Sakaemon's place recently..."
"Let's pray, maybe the future will be like floating water. Here, maybe we won't see her soon."
Whispers of surprise and excitement may or may not spread. Kitayama Yukie, who is the center of public opinion, may or may not be able to hear it. For now, she was still walking at a leisurely pace, maintaining a quiet and indifferent attitude, walking on the narrow and neat tree-lined path.
After all, the time is relatively late. Maybe life in the major commercial and entertainment districts in Sakai has just begun, but for the people in this community, it is basically time to rest at home.
The further we walked along the tree-lined avenue, the fewer and fewer people there were. In the end, after more than a hundred meters of twists and turns, there was not a single person in sight.
But at this time, Kitayama Yuki also arrived at his door. The smart housekeeper detected her physical data, and the security system opened the portal:
"You're back, ma'am."
Kitayama Snow walked into the courtyard silently, still at the same pace as before, passing through the exquisite front courtyard, the breeze was blowing, and the low shrubs and slightly red-edged maple leaves in the courtyard were rustling, welcoming The hostess goes home.
The door of the main house also opened. Kitayama Yuki walked to the entrance, put down her handbag, and bent down to change her shoes.
At this moment, the lights in the room suddenly flickered out, and the smart butler spoke again: "Sorry, we encountered some trouble..."
The sound stopped immediately and the lights in the room were completely turned off.
Kitayama Yukie straightened up and stood there in a daze. Before she could react, a figure suddenly rushed in from outside the house. The moment he rushed into the entrance, he pressed tightly against Kitayama Yuki's waist without leaving any gap. At the same time, he stretched his elbow across her shoulders, crossing his arms. It passed through her throat and then closed back, firmly blocking her trachea and choking her ability to speak.
"Mrs. Kitayama, poor thing, don't panic, I'm here to help you!" The intruder behind him had a hoarse voice and breathed heavily, and the hot air rushed past Kitayama Yuki's ears. It has nothing to do with physical strength, it is just a natural reaction after hormone secretion.
"Have you lost the care of powerful people? Without a backer, how can you maintain such an elegant and calm life? The future is simply a visible tragedy... Come on, I will help you, no extra effort is required. I just need you to treat me the way you would treat that person!”
Feeling that Kitayama Yuki's sense of resistance was weak, the intruder turned her body around, still holding her throat with his hands. Through the moonlight shining in the window, he admired the beauty who was stiff with fear, but still delicate. face.
Yes, that's the face. He had been spying under the camphor tree for two months - a perfect match for his aesthetic, both beautiful and famous.
Although in the industry. This woman is also relatively low-key, but after more than ten years of acting career, she should have a lot of fans! Countless people are just out of reach, but will soon be moaning and begging under him - isn't this the biggest source of motivation for him to become a capable person, a strong person and willing to practice hard?
"Now I am such a person too!"
The faint light of the emergency light in the corner reflected the face of the intruder. This face has shown a pious and advanced spiritual style, and it has been sitting cross-legged on and off for nearly a year under "Sakaemon". At this moment, he was still wearing a large robe, but he soon tore it off impatiently.
"Mrs. Kitayama, remember me! I am Okano Soichiro... hello!"
The "fake monk" named Soichiro Okano was also too excited. When he tore his own clothes, he actually gave Kitayama Yuki a chance to struggle. This woman, dominated by fear, somehow managed to escape from the grip of his hand, staggered back, but her hind legs caught on the corner of the entrance hall, and she fell backwards, falling heavily on the tatami.
Okano Soichiro thought Kitayama Yuki was about to scream, so he rushed forward quickly.
But the expected cry did not come. The Kitayama Yuki in front of her was like an exquisite doll, her eyes widening in fear.
The hem of the kimono is stretched open by the legs that are naturally spread apart. Above the snow-white footbags, there is the skin of the calf that is no less beautiful and even smoother. This posture is slightly inelegant, but it is more suitable for the current situation and in an appropriate way. Show off her beautiful posture.
Okano Soichiro was a little surprised, and the flames in his heart rose again, crackling together.
He couldn't help but admire in his heart: She is indeed a senior mistress who has followed a powerful man for many years. She knows how to use her own capital to avoid greater harm!
This is even better!
Okano Soichiro was really about to explode. He quickly threw aside the obstructive robe, revealing his muscular body covered only by his lower garments:
"Mrs. Kitayama, you have done a good job! Starting tonight, you will live a new life, more comfortable than before! I, Okano Soichiro, a senior cadre of the All Souls Religion, a person who is close to the gods and gods , the so-called 'powerful people' in the underworld are nothing compared to me! Come on, madam, you can continue and use your best skills..."
Kitayama Yuki did not completely obey the intruder's request. Perhaps fear completely seized her soul. She just sat down on the tatami, half propped up her body with her elbows, and looked blankly at the fake monk under the weak light source.
If Qiang said there was any movement, it was probably the lips painted with light pink lipstick, opening and closing slightly, and murmuring something.
At first, Soichiro Okano thought he was begging for mercy, but in the next second he heard part of the words clearly: "It's the life curse, the world's love curse, and the great equality curse! All living beings are revealed in the apocalypse, and there is no difference; good life, evil and death, all living beings are the same. yes……"
In fact, Kitayama Yuki's voice is low and her lip shape is not obvious. It would be difficult to distinguish it from other words. It just so happens that this part of Okano Soichiro is too familiar.
He was stunned at first, and then couldn't help laughing. Isn't this the blessing message of their All Souls Religion?
This set of blessings is obviously adapted from Buddhist scriptures, and the adapter is quite insincere. However, within the scope of the spiritual light of "Sakaemon", it is indeed quite effective. If not, who would care about these people with abilities whose eyes are higher than the top?
Unexpectedly, Kitayama Yuki is a devout believer! However, in front of him, a senior cadre of the All Souls Religion, reciting the All Souls Mantra... This is to cater to him, it must be to cater to him!
"Come on, Mrs. Beishan, let me teach you a more correct way of chanting. I will show you miracles and let you see a new world!"
Okano Soichiro wanted to show some missionary appearance, which might be interesting. But after saying so much, he was already parched by the flames in his body. He couldn't bear it any longer. He stepped forward and reached out to grab the front of Kitayama Yuki's dark blue kimono, along with the inner lining. It was torn apart piece by piece, and even the corset was torn loose.
Kitayama Yuki's loosened neckline is still not exposed too much, but the clear and perfect collarbone is another sexy part of a mature woman.
Okano Soichiro was so excited that he almost howled. He didn't even bother to find a bed or anything else, so he leaned down to taste the cool fragrance of Kitayama Yukie's body again.
But at this moment, his chest vibrated violently, and there was some resistance. It was not too big, but some kind of strange and incomprehensible body feeling started from there, all the way back, stirring in the chest, and then on his back Wear out.
Numbness and slight pain, as well as the fear of the spontaneous awakening of the human body's instincts, came up all at once. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the beautiful face that was so close under him, but still murmuring a curse with that unique stiffness. The second and third penetrating impacts hit in succession.
Soichiro Okano finally turned his gaze to his chest and abdomen, and then he saw three rattan sticks as thick as a thumb, penetrating into his body from different positions on his chest and abdomen, and piercing through the back where he could not see. out.
Fear stimulated his spiritual sense. Although he couldn't see it, he could feel it. Three vines were intertwining and turning over his back, swimming and coiling like spiritual snakes.
Where did the rattan come from...am I going to die?
Confusion and fear, as well as fatal real injuries, instantly took away all his strength.
His body became weak and he could no longer support his body. He naturally fell towards Kitayama Yukie underneath him, but the fourth and fifth sticks... Okano Soichiro had lost count at all, and his remaining consciousness was no longer suitable. Such a complicated job.
Countless vines and tree roots shot out from Kitayama Yuki's messy kimono, from behind the originally neat tatami mats, and from the walls and ceiling above, below, left, and right, not just from Okano Soichiro's chest, abdomen, and back, but also from his limbs, The head and all places that can be pierced and sucked flesh and blood.
In the blink of an eye, Soichiro Okano was held up in mid-air by the roots of the rattan tree. He was not completely dead yet, and the familiar curse sound was still echoing in his ears.
Why is this happening?
Of course, Soichiro Okano was not willing to die in such a useless way. He also tried to chant a spell and mobilize extraordinary power to save himself, but everything was melted under the stiff tone of Kitayama Yukie.
His extraordinary power was stagnant, and all vitality had been absorbed by the vine roots that penetrated his body, turning it into a pool of filthy stagnant water.
And the source of the power to kill him...
Soichiro Okano made a muddy sound of "ho ho" and tried hard to reach out his hand, trying to touch the beautiful face so close.
However, the arm that had been penetrated by several vines and tree roots had completely lost its kinetic energy. The fingertips advanced less than a centimeter, not even a millimeter, before they were frozen in mid-air forever, and were stuck in the vines. Under the greedy sucking of the branches and tree roots, they quickly withered and dried up, losing all substantial flesh, flesh and moisture.
The same goes for his body, which turned into a shriveled and curled up corpse.
Such a horrifying scene happened before her eyes, and Kitayama Yuki's pretty face was still the same as before. She just stopped chanting the incantation, and her eyes seemed calm and empty as she looked forward.
In mid-air, Okano Soichiro's remains were pulled by the gradually receding roots of the rattan tree. Due to the rapid withdrawal of water and nutrients, the bones supporting his body quickly lost their strength and shattered into pieces. Can resist pulling forces from all directions.
In the blink of an eye, it changed from a mummy to a non-human shape, and then dried up and disintegrated. Most of the remains were taken away by the roots of the rattan trees and sent into the hidden garbage channel, but there were still some fragments of skin and flesh from between the roots of the rattan trees. The rustle fell and sprinkled on the entrance hall and the tatami, and some of it got stuck on the edge of Kitayama Yukie's snow-white footbags.
At this time, the advanced smart housekeeper finally overcame the previous virus invasion, restarted and restored its functions. This small amount of human tissue debris will naturally be cleaned up by the multi-functional housekeeping robot that is automatically activated on the side.
The silent vacuum cleaner picked up the tissue debris, including the stained bits on the foot bags. During this period, Kitayama Yuki remained motionless. She did not stand up until the cleaning work was completed.
However, halfway through the movement, the follow-up strength suddenly failed to continue. Her body softened and she fell on her back on the already riddled tatami.
She tried again, but she couldn't even lift her shoulders off the floor, only her fingers and feet twitched slightly.
Even in this bad state, her beautiful and delicate face remained unchanged. Her eyes were connected to the ceiling, and they were empty and unfocused. There was no fear or panic, and there was no aura that humans should have.
At this time, the smart butler announced: "Mr. Beishan's car has arrived."
