Fog Formula-Warning Book of Fog City Search Chief's Strange Talk

The time went back to five minutes ago, the courtyard where the three of Hino Minoru were standing before.

"..."

Seeing the reaction of Shenxiu and Marchesias, it cannot be said that it was not fast. The two who had just stepped into the courtyard, after seeing the situation in the courtyard, immediately rushed to the steps where the three disappeared. However, after the thick fog that seemed to be solid had engulfed the three of them, it quickly dissipated like a flowing cloud. By the time the two of them reached the steps, the dense fog had completely disappeared from sight.

"...Look at us coming a little late." Markesias turned his head and looked at Jian Shenxiu. Their reaction was extremely quick, but they still couldn't catch up. If he came one step earlier, he might be able to save those three people.

"It's useless to come one step earlier. If we come one step earlier, the other party will start in advance."

Jian Shenxiu looked down at the surrounding environment. It has to be said that they came very quickly, and there was still some residual fog around them that hadn't disappeared, but it also dissipated as quickly as ice and snow encountering hot oil. This is really an unexpected situation, even somewhat beyond Jian Shenxiu's expectations.

"The other party did it on purpose, just waiting for us to come. The purpose is to capture them in front of us."

"Do you want to do something in front of us?" Markesias was taken aback, "Why?"

"To tell us that only those it chooses can find it, and we are not the ones it chooses, so don't waste your time." Jian Shenxiu's face was not very good-looking, "As long as it doesn't allow us to enter, even if it is They took people away in front of our faces, and we couldn’t enter that hideaway.”

"Is this a face-to-face provocation?" Markesias' pupils shrank for a moment, "Then we... really have nothing to do with it?"

"Is there a way to go in and have a look to find out."

Seeing that Shenxiu frowned, he narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the dark door in front of him. The mist just spewed out from this door, and the mist broke through the door, making the door open, revealing the dark and secluded corridor inside the door. From the outside, one can see that the carved decorations on both sides of the corridor are complicated and curved. If they were brand new, they should be very magnificent decorations under the lighting of the lights, but they have long been rusted and broken, and under the moonlight outside the door There are eerie, distorted projections.

"Also..." Seeing that Shenxiu stopped here, he turned to look at Marchesias next to him. "Did you see the faces of the three people just now?"

"No." Markesias scratched his head with embarrassment, "The light is a bit dim, and the angle just now was not very good. I can only see three blurred figures from the back, two tall and one short."

"It's okay, let's go in." Seeing that Shenxiu didn't care, he just nodded, walked towards the door with a flashlight, and stepped into the secluded and deep corridor.

"Yinli has rejected us, and there is nothing in front of us that will stop us."

"clear."

Markesias followed Jian Shenxiu and quickly followed. His steps were very light, and he walked on the wooden floor without making much noise, and soon the only sound of Jian Shenxiu's footsteps remained in the corridor. The sound of leather boots stepping on the floor echoed several times in the corridor, and there was a strange resonance when superimposed together. The trembling sound spread in the empty corridor, and when it reverberated, it would give people the illusion that the heart was beating. You would feel that the darkness seemed to be waking up from a dead silence, like a bird that had turned into a bird. The boneless monster is trying to return in an era that does not belong to it, to defy history and make a sound.

"...a long corridor."

In the darkness, it is even difficult for you to judge the passage of time. This corridor is far longer than the two expected. Marchesias sighed softly as he walked, surprised at the length of this corridor.

"It's really long." Jian Shenxiu also nodded when he heard the words, agreeing with Marchesias' statement.

Because the corridor is surprisingly long, traditional buildings sometimes set corners or corridors at the entrance to increase privacy in the house, but few designers will set a length of more than 20 meters at the entrance of the building. No matter from the perspective of aesthetics or space utilization, this does not make sense. From the perspective of modern architecture, there are hidden dangers in fire and safety.

Unless - when this corridor was designed, these were not considered at all.

"The walls are made of sound-absorbing material." The boy walked to the side of the corridor and knocked on the wall. The white dust of the wall fell, revealing the sound insulation layer below. Markesias raised his hand again and illuminated the surrounding environment with the flashlight, observing the details of the corridor.

"There is a hidden mechanism door on the ceiling above the head, and there are tracks in the gap. It should be an electric control door, but the things have been dismantled... It seems that this place has indeed been abandoned for a long time."

"It's not surprising." Seeing that Shenxiu nodded, he also followed Markesias' eyes and looked at the gap, "The proprietress said that they cleaned up this place in detail before Yong Ye, so they probably won't leave it behind." Too many obvious clues for us."

"Then what are we looking for?" Markesias turned his head and looked at Shenxiu suspiciously, "I know there will be no clues."

"Even if the other party has deliberately cleaned it up, the layout and structure of the building itself can still provide a lot of information." Jian Shenxiu explained as he walked forward, "And have you ever thought that this place has been abandoned for a long time, It can be completely destroyed by burning it down, why does the other party still keep it here? Even after a problem, they still persist in cleaning it up, and find someone to hide its existence for decades?"

"Why?" Markesias was taken aback, this was really a question he had overlooked. If you think about it carefully, it seems that the other party really doesn't need to keep this kind of evidence. If it's useless, just destroy it. There are simply as many ways to destroy evidence.

"Because this is the place where they conducted research on something decades ago. Maybe this place was reconstructed and remodeled during the research process; maybe this building was left in some kind of difficult-to-reproduce place during the experiment." Maybe it's the location of this place, or the soil is so special that the abandoned land can no longer be used for other purposes. In short, due to various possible reasons, the other party chose to seal this place in dust. And all the dust in the world... ..."

After crossing the long corridor, Jian Shenxiu finally reached the end of the corridor, where a half-open door blocked the way to the main hall. From Jian Shenxiu's position, he could only see the darkness inside the half-open door, but Jian Shenxiu already knew what was behind the door, because he had seen a map from the proprietress and knew what was behind the door. wait for him.

So under Markesias' shocked sight, he suddenly raised his foot and kicked open the half-closed door. The main hall was once again exposed to the eyes of the world.

"It's all for the day of the restart!"

...

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Okay, come here and take a rest."

The resolute man stood in the slanting sunset and said this, he stopped the bamboo knife in his hand while speaking, and looked at Yuan Tai with a look of relief in his eyes.

"yes."

Gentai nodded profusely with sweat, his breathing was tight before, and there was no trace of water on his body. At the moment of relaxation, a lot of sweat suddenly poured out of his body. He hadn't sparred so freely for a long time. When he put down the bamboo knife, the steam from his breath rose above his head, like a mist, lingering around him with the ups and downs of his muscles.

I don't know how long time has passed. In such a concentrated occasion, people's sense of time seems to have changed. Yuan Taiyi only vaguely remembered that it was still early in the morning when he first came to this dojo, but at this moment the sun was already setting outside the window of the dojo. The orange-red sunset dyed everything in the venue into a gentle warm yellow, and also dragged the two people in the dojo out of long shadows.

Minamoto, who had finished sparring, dragged his sword wearily to the edge of the dojo, found a place to sit down and catch his breath. Strands of sweat dripped down the curve of his cheeks, leaving dark sweat stains on the white training clothes.

"great progress."

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the side. At some point, the man had gone to the storage room next to him to fetch a hot towel, and was standing next to him and handing it to him. The hot towel that was just steamed was still steaming with milky white steam, and you could feel the warmth from the white towel before you took it.

"Thanks."

Yuan Taiyi was a little at a loss, he raised his hand to take the towel handed over by the man, and was not used to the man's gentle attitude for a while.

"It's been a long time since I saw you take the initiative to practice kendo." The man sat next to him and said with a smile, "When was the last time I saw you? Every time I forced you to come."

"...I don't remember." The blond boy was a little silent. He tried hard not to look at the face of the man beside him. He wiped his sweat with a towel and covered his face with the towel. "It should have been a long time ago. Something happened."

"Really? I always feel that you have suddenly improved a lot today." This made the man around me a little surprised, but after a while, he smiled with emotion, reached out and rubbed the boy's head, "Maybe it is indeed me You don’t pay enough attention, you don’t know when you practice like this.”

"...Hmm." Yuan Taiyi didn't know how to answer this question, so he could only hum dullly, expressing that he was listening to the man's words.

"So if we took the initiative to contact you earlier, there wouldn't be so many things between us." The man said from the side, and then seemed to feel that there was something wrong with this sentence, and turned his head and changed the subject stiffly.

"I can't see your time, are you still tossing your face?"

He seemed to be really pleasantly surprised by the boy's progress, even when he mentioned the word "nengmian", which he usually resisted, his tone was not so harsh.

"...I still like Noh noodles." Genta said in a low voice with his face stuffed into the towel, "It's just... I have found something more worthy of protection than hobbies. I need strength, and I have enough strength to protect those. "

"Oh...really?" The man was taken aback, surprised by Yuan Taiyi's answer, but after a while he suddenly smiled in relief, "Inheritance, responsibility...is the answer of the adults, Taichi."

"...Yeah, unfortunately, it's too late to understand." After hearing this sentence, Yuan Taiyi was silent for a while, and couldn't help shaking his head self-deprecatingly. After a while, he put down the towel covering his face and asked slowly:

"Tell me some stories about you and Uncle Kazuno back then. Even if you exclude the influence of things passed down by your ancestors, you are still childhood sweethearts, aren't you?"

"Then there's nothing to say, it's all old sesame seeds and rotten millet." The man laughed when he heard the words, and said such words on his mouth, and he couldn't help but have nostalgia in his eyes when he heard Yuan Taiyi's words, "Actually It’s almost the same as you and Xiaoshi. The two of you have played together since you were young. When you were young, how could you understand the things of the ruler and his ministers? It’s just playing together. Going up the mountain with bare buttocks to catch birds, and going down the river to fish for fish, this kind of thing is not uncommon. I know how much I have done. Hahaha, we lived in secluded places when we were young, and the mountains and fields are open to the back door. Your current generation has no chance to experience these things, and they are all high-rise buildings and bungalows."

"Later, I practiced kendo, and he learned about economics and entertainment. I will go wherever he goes. In the end, it is what you see now."

As the man spoke, his brows and eyes slightly drooped, his head tilted slightly, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. How can an elderly person not miss those years of hard work, especially the youthful years with close friends.

"In fact, it's not bad to think about that era. Opportunities are full of business opportunities everywhere. You and Uncle Ye are smart and always have ideas. They were like ducks in water in that era. I didn't have his brains, so I followed him all the time. When he went there, my ashram opened. There, in the end, he also achieved something, which can be regarded as a lot of credit to him..."

"Yeah." Yuan Taiyi has been listening in silence, only occasionally responding a few times to show that he is listening. In fact, these are stories he already knew, but he hasn't heard anyone tell him those things for many years.

"So although I have been very strict with you, in fact, I don't really want you to grow so fast in my heart. I am quite moved when I see you improve so much today."

However, the man next to him suddenly said something that surprised Yuan Taiyi, he turned his head to look at the man next to him, and saw a rare warmth on that man's resolute face.

"What's the matter, is it surprising? Of course life is still the happiest when you are a teenager, right?" The man smiled and raised his hand to touch Yuan Taiyi's head again. The rough and callused hands that practiced swords all the year round felt uncomfortable on the head. , but there is a warm warmth coming from the palm.

"How can a father hope that his children will grow up quickly? He has worked so hard just to give his children a stable environment. The next generation can be happy. Our hard work is meaningful, isn't it?"

"...You never said these words to me." Yuan Taiyi's pupils contracted obviously, and the hand of the blond boy holding the towel was suddenly clenched, and even the joints began to turn white.

"Because there is no other way. A man has to grow up and shoulder the responsibilities on his shoulders." The man withdrew his gaze from looking at the boy, and looked up at the setting sun outside the window, "Actually, I have wanted to talk to you for a long time. Yes, some words can only be heard when you grow up. Only when you first have something to protect, and you will move forward because of your responsibility, can the person standing in front of you say words of comfort to you. "

"And now you have found your own responsibility, haven't you?" The man raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"You may not know, no, you will never know." The young man couldn't help but took a deep breath and raised his head, "...But in fact, I have been waiting for these words for many years, and I didn't expect to hear them here. "

"Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom!"

At this moment, a series of violent knocks sounded suddenly at the front door of the dojo. The sound was strong and crisp, and it was obviously a traditional Japanese style wooden door, but under the knocking of the person outside the door, there was a collision like gold and iron. Voice.

With the sound of the collision, everything in the house suddenly became a little more illusory in Genta's eyes, and even the face of the man beside him suddenly became blurred, as if shrouded in a hazy fog.

The blond boy also responded to the knock on the door, he stood up from the floor swaying, bent down and picked up the wooden knife in hand. And the feel of the wooden knife began to change slowly. The warm feel of the log was gradually replaced by the roughness of the hemp rope, and the tactile feedback from the knife gradually returned to the hardness and coldness of metal.

"Actually, I already knew from the very beginning that all of this is illusory, just my imagination. I said what I thought you would say, and did what I felt you would do. It's just... It's been a long time, after all You can't help being nostalgic, even if you know it's fake, you still can't help but yearn for that little bit of warmth."

The boy lowered his head and muttered. In fact, he is not the kind of person who talks a lot, even in front of the young Hino Mi, but he can't help but want to talk in front of this man. There is no unwillingness or complaint in the words, but this behavior itself is Venting the grievances and regrets of these years.

"So, I really didn't expect to hear such words. To be honest, I felt that you were real at that moment. It was really that person who appeared in front of me. Unfortunately, this kind of thing will never happen again."

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The knocking outside was getting more and more furious—no, it was hardly even knocking anymore. You can feel that the person outside the door is violently smashing the door with some hard objects. At the same time, the things in the house are becoming more and more unstable, like a fantasy dream is gradually being replaced by reality. Shock smashed.

"My companion came to look for me." Gentai said slowly.

"Are you going to protect what should be guarded?"

The man with a blurred face didn't stay. Under the interference from the outside, the phantom of this man was as precarious as the surrounding environment. He was just talking mechanically, and he couldn't make a reasonable response. But inexplicably, Yuan Taiyi felt that what this man said was serious, and he always had the illusion in a trance, as if he saw encouragement and blessings on that already blurred face.

It's like an old father sending his child off to a place he can't reach.

"Well, I don't know which one is outside the door, but... there should be someone waiting for me to find." The boy nodded, "Then...the last question."

"Ask." The man said this. He sat upright, even his figure was blurred, but you can still see the determination and strength in that man.

"What would you do if someone important to you ruined everything you owned?"

"Is someone very important? It's really hard to choose, but... no matter who does something wrong, they should pay the price." The man who heard this question was taken aback, "When the swordsman is hesitant, Let the sword in your hand make the decision."

"I see."

So Yuan Taiyi walked out without looking back, holding the sword head, the dream in the dojo was shattered, and the door was opened.

"And...thank you."