Chapter 186 Visiting the Inuyama Family

"Perhaps, we have endured it for too long." The head of the Inuyama family shook his head and exhaled a thick breath.

He held Onimaru Kunitsuna at his waist. The sword had not been unsheathed for so long that even he had almost forgotten the weight of the blade.

He is indeed old and his reflexes have become slower.

Perhaps the lifestyle of the older generation is no longer suitable for this era.

Lu Mingfei's back appeared in front of his eyes, the flash of cold light, and the head rolling down on the table.

Wherever one's sharp edge comes to the fore, majesty can be shown.

People always want to maintain peace when peace can be maintained, but if you give them a step today, they will have to step forward tomorrow. Blind tolerance will never earn respect, and you must show iron-blooded skills when necessary.

He has been the head of the family for 60 years and has already understood this truth.

But are they really powerful enough?

The fight between the fierce ghosts and the family is endless, and there is never a result.

In the end, will the source of ghosts be uprooted as Mr. Masamune said, or will the blood of the family be drained and countless people be buried in this war?

Whatever the reason, war is always evil.

If it can be solved by peaceful means, of course he wants to solve it by peaceful means. This has always been the truth he believes in.

But suddenly, he recalled the broken scenes from many years ago.

The American colonel was lying on his sister's body, the light of the setting sun shone on his father's body, and the eldest sister who died on the street had her heart open.

That year, he was 18 years old.

The American colonel was toying with his sister wantonly, but he didn't even have the courage to resist, so he could only kneel down in humility.

Because that is the "benefactor" of the Inuyama family and the last talisman of protection for the Inuyama family.

At the age of 18, he understood a truth: war will always bring evil. No matter the winner or the loser, there will only be devastation in the end.

He really doesn't want to usher in a new war where too many innocent people will be involved, so he has always been the staunchest forbearance among the eight families.

But today's experience made him slightly change his mind.

"Please inform me of the outcome of the meeting later." Inuyama He sighed, stood up and bowed, "No matter what the outcome is, I will accompany you as ordered."

After saying that, he strode away, went straight to the door, and disappeared into the night.

The whole hall was silent, and the sound of breathing was clear to my ears.

Tachibana Masamune watched the Inuyama family leader go away, then clapped his hands, and the priest in white brought in two white screens and set them up behind him.

The ink-stained writing brush and pen holder were put down together. Masamune Tachibana stood up and wrote freely on the screen, writing the hearty word "war" and the round and graceful word "endure".

"If you feel that the family should fight to the death with the fierce ghosts, please write the correct word under the screen on the left. If you think the family should continue to be patient, please write the correct word under the right screen." Masamune Tachibana said: "I am the head of the Tachibana family. I swear in the name of everyone that I will not be punished for any kind of speech tonight. No matter whether you support me or oppose me, I am sincerely grateful, and I give up my fortune."

After speaking, he covered his eyes with a white cloth and sat between the two screens.

Speechless, the atmosphere was full of depression.

No one got up, just sat there.

Their stroke represents the future of their family, and the future of tens of thousands of people under the accounts of the eight Sheqi families. The stroke of their stroke seems to be as heavy as a mountain. Although it is only a stroke, it takes a lot of effort to wield it.

Dead silence continued, except for the seat of the head of the Inuyama family, which was vacant.

With a long sigh, the head of the Feng Mo family finally stood up.

"Perhaps as the Inuyama family leader said, we have endured it for too long. My family died at home. This is something I can't bear." The Fengma family leader picked up the thick ink-stained pen and drew under the screen with the word "war" One stroke.

More people stood up, mostly young people, and wrote under the word "war".

The rest of the family heads are still hesitating. They bear the lives of too many people. "War" is simple to say, but it requires blood and bones to build up the honor of victory.

Some elders finally took a stand and wrote under "forbearance".

The scales on both sides gradually became symmetrical, and for a while there was no difference between them.

Until Yuan Zhisheng suddenly stood up and drew a thick stroke in the column with the word "war".

Crow's pale face lingered in his mind, and what he feared most was losing the people around him.

And during the two months of tracking down the "White" manufacturing factory, he has seen too many human tragedies. Such evil deeds are outrageous!

The sins of the fierce ghosts will be eliminated!

The balance gradually tipped, and fighting spirit emerged in the palace.

Only the head of the Uesugi family was still sitting there, playing with his mobile phone while looking around.

The storm that was coming seemed to have nothing to do with her.

The next day, early morning.

In the quiet courtyard, the spring breeze blows, and new buds sprout from the branches, revealing a touch of fresh vitality.

The warm spring sun sheds a ray of golden light, shining on the clear water with sparkling light. The koi fish swim in the water, as if they are swimming in the air.

Four people were sitting in the corridor facing the courtyard, with Japanese coarse teacups beside them, filled with the highest grade Gyokuro.

"Lu Mingfei is a kid who can get used to drinking this tea." Inuyama took a sip of tea and exhaled hot breath from his mouth.

Gyokuro is the most advanced type of Japanese tea.

It is said that among a hundred tea trees, there may not be one that can produce Gyokuro.

20 days before germination, tea farmers will put up straw to carefully protect the top of the tea tree and block sunlight so that the tea tree can grow soft new buds.

After the young buds are picked, they are immediately steamed and rolled into long and slender tea leaves.

This kind of tea only needs to be brewed with warm water at 50 degrees. When you drink it, the temperature will be lower, so you don't have to worry about burning your mouth.

"Good tea." Lu Mingfei gave a thumbs up.

He didn't understand the grade of tea, but this tea was crystal clear. When he drank it, it was not as bitter as the tea he had drunk before. Instead, it had a sweetness, like drinking from a clear spring in the mountains, which made him refreshed. Feeling refreshed.

After Lu Mingfei got up in the morning, he called Inuyama He according to the number on his business card and explained the intention of the three of them to visit.

After only 10 minutes, a special car came to pick them up.

All three of them changed into gray kimonos.

Today is the secret burial of Inuyama Yuka and Inuyama Ryo.

A secret burial is also called a family burial. Only relatives of the deceased can participate in this kind of funeral. There are usually about 10 to 20 people present. After the secret burial, there is a social burial, which is attended by relatives, friends, neighbors, and colleagues of the deceased.

The preparation period for a social burial is longer and the cost is greater.

Some poorer families usually bury their dead after a secret burial.

Because the cemetery is the most expensive place for the entire funeral, due to urbanization, there is less and less land available for burial, and Japan has reached the point where it is difficult to find a tomb.

An average family's annual total income can only buy the cheapest cemetery, and they may not be able to grab the right to purchase it.

However, the Inuyama family does not have such a problem. They have their own family cemetery.

Even in Tokyo, where land is as valuable as gold, the Inuyama family has a large cemetery that has been passed down for many years.

"Then the monks from the temple will come to chant sutras and take ordination names for Yuuka and Liang." Inuyama looked at the rockery in the courtyard, "Today is really not suitable for singing and dancing. I ask for your forgiveness. I wonder if the three of you can eat fast. ?”

Caesar said: "We just follow the Inuyama family's rules."

"You don't need to see anyone outside." Inuyama He waved his hand: "You are not related to the Inuyama family. If you are not used to it, I will send someone to cook another meal for you."

"The deceased is the greatest, the head of the Inuyama family, there is no need for us to have special privileges." Lu Mingfei shook his head.

"Then I will make arrangements together." Inuyama He nodded and said: "The relatives of Yuxiang and Liang have been waiting in front of the coffin all night, and they haven't had time to burn incense. After the monks come to burn incense, we will eat simple vegetarian food and drinks. "

"Have the bodies of Miss Yuxiang and Mr. Liang been transported back to Inuyama's house?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"After being examined at the headquarters, they were transported back home early this morning, and their parents were able to meet each other." Inuyama Ga lamented: "It's just that neither of them is intact, and they are currently being placed in the mourning hall, covered with black cloth. "

"May the deceased rest in peace." Lu Mingfei clasped his hands together and said softly.

"I don't know what kind of people Miss Youxiang and Mr. Liang are like on weekdays." Chu Zihang asked.

Although the three of them were visiting on the surface as guests, they were actually here to gather information.

The focus is on the secret behind "Yuka Inuyama", an assassin who can use "Sword Control".

"Ryoga doesn't know much." Inuyama He said in a low voice: "On the other hand, Yuka is a very good child. She worshiped me as her adoptive father when she was 5 years old. It can be said that I watched her grow up, but I didn't Thinking of the misfortune that may come, I died in my youth."

The three of them asked for news about Inuyama Yuka in a circumstantial manner, and chatted with Inuyama Ga while drinking tea.

Suddenly, a man in black came to Inuyama Ga and bowed.

"Reporting to the family head, the head of the family, the head of the Minamoto family and the head of the Uesugi family are visiting and have arrived outside the door."

"Head of the Uesugi family?" Inuyama He frowned, stood up, and the man in black put a haori on him.

He could still understand the parents since they were born, and they would probably come to him in person to inform him of the results of last night's meeting, but the head of the Uesugi family.

After much thought, he still didn't know why this person came.

He looked solemn and said apologetically to Lu Mingfei and the others: "Everyone, I have something important to do, so I have to excuse myself for the time being."

Then he waved his hand, and three young maids in kimonos knelt down in front of them.

"If the three of you want to visit the Inuyama family land, you can ask them to take you around."

"Xia Zhuxu."

"Kumiko."

"Xia Xiangori."

The maids introduced themselves. Although they were maids, they were all first-rate beauties.

Their silky-smooth long hair is tied up on their heads with a simple hairpin. Even their wide kimonos cannot hide their plump and graceful body curves. Their skin is as thin as cream and can be broken by blowing, and their moist oval faces are , black eyes, a typical Japanese beauty.

But with Tamamo Mae's Maiden Tamama in front, it wouldn't be particularly stunning.

"We can just sit here and drink tea. Master Inuyama, go get busy." Lu Mingfei said.

Inuyama He nodded and hurried away.

The three maids also bowed, retreated from the corridor, and stood guard at the end of the corridor.

"The body of Inuyama Yuka is here. We must find a chance to take a look." Caesar came over and whispered.

"It's not difficult to visit, but her body was covered with black cloth. It's very difficult to check the details. There are people in the mourning hall. It's impossible for us to go through the body of the deceased in front of the family members." Chu Zihang said.

"He will be arrested as a corpse insulter." Lu Mingfei worried: "How about we go to Genji Heavy Industries to find the autopsy report."

"According to what you said, Genji Heavy Industries is a complete industrial building. Unless we ask for it and Genji is willing to give it to me, how can we find the one that belongs to Yuka Inuyama among the tens of thousands of information? Autopsy report," Caesar said.

"We just need to confirm whether this 'Inuyama Yuka' is the real Inuyama Yuka." Chu Zihang said after thinking: "Although it is separated by a black cloth, the height and body shape can probably be estimated. There are some basic data about her on last night's file, so it shouldn't be difficult to determine whether they are the same person."

"Then go to the mourning hall first." Caesar said.

"Okay." Lu Mingfei nodded.

The three of them drank all the tea in their teacups and waved to the maid to come.

The main hall of the Inuyama family.

Tachibana Masamune sat on his knees on the tatami, with Eri Yi and Minamoto Chisei on his left and right respectively.

Although the head of the Uesugi family was sitting, his eyes couldn't stop looking around, as if he was quite curious about everything around him.

There was a painting and calligraphy by a famous artist hanging on the wall. She took out her mobile phone to take photos, her feet wearing plain white footbags twisting restlessly.

【I'm going out today^_^】

She typed on her phone and sent the photo to Sakura.

In the chat box, the last chat history is displayed the day before yesterday.

When the head of the Inuyama family came in, Minamoto Zhisheng shouted in a low voice: "Eriyi, Eriyi."

When the head of the Uesugi family heard his brother's voice, he quickly turned off his phone, put it in the bag of his miko uniform, and sat upright.

The head of the Inuyama family sat across from the three of them, putting his hands on his knees.

"I came today to tell the Inuyama family head the results of yesterday's meeting. There were 240 people who supported 'war' and 192 people who supported 'tolerance'. Including the Inuyama family head, there were a total of Eight people abstained," Tachibana Masamune said.

"I understand, I am willing to obey the family's decision." Inuyama He nodded.

"Thank you for the support of the Inuyama family." Masamune Tachibana said: "I have one more thing to ask of the Inuyama family today."

He looked at the head of the Uesugi family on the left. The head of the Uesugi family bowed to the head of the Inuyama family as if they had been rehearsed in advance. Tachibana Masamune and Minamoto Chiaki also bowed their heads.

"Master, why are you giving me this gift?" Inuyama Ga quickly held Tachibana Masamune's shoulders.

"I really have something important to ask of you." Tachibana Masamune said slowly: "Among the eight families in Sheqi, only the Inuyama family holds shares in the private high school. Eri is over eighteen years old, but has never been to the campus. I know This matter will cause a lot of inconvenience, but I hope the head of the Inuyama family can help."

After saying this, Yuan Zhisheng took out a stack of reports from his arms.

Inuyama He frowned and looked at the girl leaning aside.

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