Chapter 2975 2987 [Getting Rich] Asking for monthly tickets o(〃'▽'〃)o
It is snowing heavily.
Snow covered open space.
A group of villagers wearing grey robes and straw raincoats were dancing with torches in their hands. They formed a circle, muttering something that was difficult for ordinary people to understand, sometimes gathering together and sometimes dispersing.
Amid the strange drumbeats, a handsome young man with half-long hair said to Jiang Xia and the others in a heavy voice:
"During the Warring States Period, there was a military commander named Chonghua Hidetomo. His lord implemented harsh policies and oppressed the people. Chonghua Hidetomo could not stand his lord's atrocities and advised him to abolish the harsh policies.
"When the lord heard his advice, he was furious and ordered the extermination of his entire family. Chonghua Xiuyou was in despair and put on his own armor when he went to war. He tried his best to kill the lord, and then stabbed his own throat and died.
“To this day, General Xiuyou’s spirit still roams this land. It is said that anyone who sees it will eventually die.
“The Chonghua Xiuyou Memorial Ceremony held in our town is to provide for and comfort the wronged soul of General Xiuyou.
"Oh, look, the straw raincoats on these dancers actually symbolize the armor that General Hidetomo wore when he swung his sword at the lord."
On the long wooden bench next to the young man.
Suzuki Sonoko wrapped herself in her coat and huddled in her scarf, looking at the strange ceremony in front of her through the falling snow. After a long time, she finally couldn't help but rolled her eyes quietly.
Suzuki Sonoko: “…” It was indeed very dreamy and story-like, with even the underdogs and ghosts appearing… but this was not the kind of dream she wanted!
——Half an hour ago, the roads in front and behind the minibus were blocked by sliding rocks, so everyone retreated a little and continued forward along a fork in the middle of the road, hoping to try their luck in finding a place to live, and preferably a place where they could also travel.
However, we didn't see any tourist attractions along the way, but we did see a little orange bonfire in the sky that had darkened early.
As they approached the light, they saw a group of strange people wearing strange clothes dancing next to the fire. On a bench nearby sat the only spectator - the young man who had just explained the festival to them.
After listening for a while, Suzuki Sonoko couldn't help but yawn quietly, and began to think about whether she could take advantage of the situation, pretend to be scared, and find a handsome guy to snuggle up to.
However, when I turned around, I saw that Jiang Xia was listening with great interest and seemed to really enjoy listening to this kind of legend.
Perhaps moved by this audience, the young man became more talkative: "Today is the 500th anniversary of General Xiuyou's death, so this year's memorial service is more grand than in the past - you're welcome, everyone, enjoy it!"
Others: “…”
If it were any other time, this festival and this legend might indeed arouse their interest.
But now, for some tourists who travel for Valentine's Day, this legend full of blood and grudges...
"Ahem." Officer Shiratori cleared his throat, interrupting the unromantic atmosphere. He stood up and stamped his feet, shaking off the snow on his clothes. "Although the festival is beautiful, the weather is too cold, and it's getting dark. Let's quickly find a place to stay."
The young man glanced at them and said, "There are very few outsiders in this town, so there are no hotels. But a little further ahead from here, there is a family with the surname 'Da Men'. I was planning to go there. Da Men's house is very big, and there are many guest rooms. If you don't mind, please come with me and stay the night."
…
After successfully finding a place to stay for the night, everyone felt better than before.
They took their luggage and followed the young man deeper into the town.
On the way, Mao Lilan looked at the huge group of people and felt a little embarrassed: "There are so many of us, aren't we disturbing them too much?"
"No." The young man smiled. "Rather, I'll feel more at ease if there are more people around."
"..." Judy looked at the dark night sky, and the plot of Desert Island Escape flashed quietly in her mind. She couldn't help but ask, "What do you mean?"
The young man sighed. "In fact, the head of the Daimon family I just mentioned is the president of the famous Daimon Industry. However, unlike what is reported, this president is not an enthusiastic entrepreneur. In private, he is actually a capitalist who will do anything to make money."
Vermouth couldn't help but glance at Jiang Xia: "..." Daimon Industries is indeed a well-known company, no wonder it was targeted by Uzo... With the size of this company, it seems that it won't be long before Gin will make a fortune again.
Judy didn't know the inside story, but she had a bad feeling. She was about to suggest changing the place, but at this time, the young man continued:
"He is not only cruel to his peers, but President Daimon is also very bad to his family. He scolds this and teaches that every day, and is always wavering on the issue of succession. His eldest daughter-in-law thinks her husband is useless and is worried that he will not be able to inherit the company. She often threatens to divorce... Oh, if I go there alone tonight, I really don't know how I should face all this."
Officer Shiratori, who just wanted to have a romantic Valentine's Day, couldn't help but twitch his eyes when he heard this: "..." You guy, you don't want to face it yourself, so you ask others to help you face it? - What if Miwako misunderstands marriage because she has seen too much of these family affairs and becomes even less willing to get married?
However, it is much better to stay with a wealthy family than to spend a night in a small bus.
Moreover, Officer Shiratori was from an upper-class family and knew very well that some people were mean to their family members but polite to outsiders. Now that outsiders like them were here, the atmosphere at Damen's house tonight would probably not be too ugly. This was probably the reason why the man in front of them invited them to stay overnight at Damen's house.
Speaking of which, as a passerby, doesn’t this guy know too much about the Damen family’s affairs?
Officer Shiratori was looking at the young man suspiciously when Jiang Xia asked what he wanted to ask: "You seem to know a lot about the affairs of Damen's family."
The young man did not intend to hide it, and smiled bitterly: "Because I am the youngest son of the Daimon family, my name is Daimon Ryoro - to be honest, I haven't been home for a few years. If you hadn't accompanied me, I really wouldn't have the courage to step into that gorgeous but heavy door."
As they were talking, as everyone moved forward, an extremely imposing mansion gradually appeared in front of them.
Daimon Ryolang looked up at it, took a deep breath, and said with a determined look as if he was about to step into the center of the storm: "We're here."
(End of this chapter)
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