Shame on this sloppy rejection.
After Seiji said it, he felt ashamed, but immediately gave off the air of smashing the can: Anyway, I'm a scumbag, so what!
Not much to say, playing cards...
…
Another hour later, the phone rang.
Seiji, who was shuffling the cards, changed his eyes, folded all the cards together, put them down, picked up the phone, and switched it on.
"It's really not easy." Kamiya's exclamation sounded from the phone.
"I have exhausted all the credit I have with him to arrange this appointment for you."
"Seize the opportunity well, Brother Chuntian, don't disappoint my efforts."
"Besides, he's not in a good mood right now. If what you tell him doesn't satisfy him, he's likely to attack you."
"He is very strong, really strong, maybe you will die."
"Stop talking nonsense." Seiji said indifferently, "When and where?"
"I've worked so hard, why don't you say a few words of condolence to me as a friend?" Shen Gu pretended to complain.
"Thank you, I'll treat you to tea."
"Only tea?"
"Coffee is fine."
"I prefer to drink, and I also want good appetizers!"
"Okay, give me a mailing address."
"Aren't you going to drink with me!?"
"I'm underage, so I can't drink." Seiji said seriously.
Kamiya: "..."
Even with the scheming of the envoy's organization of cadres, he couldn't think of how to answer this sentence for a while.
"Time and place, tell me quickly." Seiji didn't care what the guy on the other side looked like at this moment, and urged him to get down to business.
"The time is half an hour later, and the place is..." After answering, Kamiya paused, "Don't betray us, Brother Chuntian."
"Of course I won't, and you don't set a trap, Kamiya-kun."
After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone, and Seiji looked at Xiaoshi and the others.
"I am going out."
"Please be careful, brother." Kagura Shi instructed.
Meijia and Qianqiu did not speak, but expressed the same meaning with their eyes.
"I will." Seiji smiled.
Half an hour later, the suburbs.
Wearing a combat uniform, Seiji arrived at the place Kamiya mentioned, in front of an abandoned factory building.
Overgrown weeds, dirty walls, dark spaces, dilapidated and various abandoned debris... constitute a desolate scene.
This kind of scene often appears in TV dramas and movies, and the plots involved include but are not limited to negotiations, transactions, assemblies, fights, murders, kidnappings, captivity... In short, most of them are not good things.
It is very appropriate to meet the cadres of terrorist organizations in such a place.
Seiji walked into the factory cautiously, scanned around, but didn't see any figure.
It looks like it hasn't arrived yet.
Do you want to make some arrangements
As soon as it came to mind, Seiji vetoed the idea.
Maybe the other party will appear in the next second. It's not fun to bump into each other. Besides, even if the arrangement is proper, what can be done
He's here to talk, not fight.
Not bothering to check the surroundings anymore, Seiji found an old chair that was barely usable, and sat down.
A few minutes later.
Seiji closed his eyes and opened his eyes. Although he still didn't see the figure, he could feel that the other party had come.
heat.
It's the same as what I felt when I went to Xiaojing Park before reading the file, but it's much lighter at this time.
This abnormal breath approached from the outside, getting closer and closer, and then the sound of footsteps came, and a black and gray figure walked into the factory door.
The man was wearing gray trousers, a black hooded sweater, and a hood. Under the hood was a pale face wearing a black mask. Only bright red eyes and thick dark circles were exposed, showing a morbid aura.
If ordinary people met him on the street at this time, they would probably feel scared.
The sickly boy with his hands in his pockets - Xu Yan, walked up to Seiji.
Seiji stood up and looked at him.
"What are you...?" Xu Yan asked in a hoarse voice.
"I'm Haruta Seiji." Seiji said calmly, "Are you the one who led the attack on the Lingting Court? May I ask your name?"
"I know your name, but that's not what I'm asking." Xu Yan looked at the other party, "Haruta Seiji, what exactly are you?"
"Before asking others such a question, at least state your name first." Seiji said calmly.
The hooded boy was silent for a moment.
"My code name is Xu Yan."
"Hello, Mr. Xuyan."
Seiji didn't expect to be able to ask the other party's real name with just one sentence.
"My answer to your question is: I don't know myself."
"If I have to give an answer, I can only say that I am a human being."
"But Mr. Xuyan, you must not want this answer."
"If you ask this question, you should see something. If you don't tell me what you see, I don't know how to explain it to you."
Xu Yan was silent again, his eyes flickered with a deep light.
"I see through that you have an essence different from that of human beings." He said hoarsely, "If you liberate your power, you will become a very powerful existence, but you didn't. Instead, you restrained yourself and formed your current posture."
"... That's true." Seiji nodded and admitted.
"I do have very strong power. If I use it recklessly, it will make me feel scared, so I choose to restrain myself."
"Even so, I consider myself human. As for what I am objectively speaking, I really don't know."
Xu Yan stared at him deeply.
"Your nature tends to be holy, which is the holiness that ugly humans in this clumsy world shouldn't have...so you are definitely not human."
"Inhuman you think you are human, choose self-discipline to protect human beings and the world, this is the embodiment of your holiness."
"I'm glad to know you like this, Haruta Seiji."
"Since you're happy to meet me, tell me your real name." Seiji said.
"...my real name is too ugly. I have the most hypocritical surname in this hypocritical country. It is extremely ugly. Saying it will only pollute your ears." Xu Yan hoarsely said.
"Since you say I'm 'holy', why should I worry about dirty ears?" Seiji said calmly.
Hearing this, Xu Yan's eyes flickered and he fell into silence.
Seiji waited quietly.
"... Ashiya Doi." Xu Yan whispered, "This is my real name."
Ashiya... Could it be that "Ashiya"? Seiji's eyes flickered.
"Mr. Ashiya, your last name..."
Before he finished asking the question, Seiji understood the answer when he felt the other party's suddenly sharpening momentum.
The other party's surname "Ashiya" is indeed inherited from the only "second strongest" in the legend who can rival the strongest onmyoji god Kami Seimei, the "worst" onmyoji in the history of Sakurajima-Ashiya Domitsu! !
Legend has it that Ashiya Domitsu and Kamisaki Seimei are old enemies. The former has talent and strength that are not inferior to the latter, but he has evil intentions and does a lot of evil.
Fiction, animation, film and television works all tell similar plots, so that a solid impression has been formed among the general public: Michimi Ashiya = Seimei's opponent = the biggest villain.
And after this impression, all kinds of "subversive" plots such as enemies and friends, enemies who seem to be friends in reality, enemies who seem to be in love with each other, enemies who turn into friends, and enemies who turn into love are derived... How much enriched Daoman image of.
But basically, the cognition that Ashiya Road is full of evil onmyojis is unshakable.
In fact, the real historical situation is...
(end of this chapter)