Ambush in the Dark

The large wooden buildings imitate the old-time decoration style, and the small courtyards between the buildings have also been built into landscape gardens, with many expensive-looking potted plants placed in them.

This is the "inside" of the Zen temple, a place that many ordinary people cannot enter.

Although it is just a family, due to its profound heritage, the whole family is filled with a "decayed" atmosphere. They respect the strong, but look down on ordinary people with contempt.

For example, the person who was pruning plants in the yard now ran into the owner head-on because he couldn't avoid him in time. After greeting him, he still rested his head on the gravel road and dared not raise his head.

Zenin Eida took a look and saw that Zenin Naohito beside him did not urge them, but said meaningfully: "Everyone who is not related should leave."

"yes!"

Although he got permission, the man still broke out in a cold sweat and lowered his head trembling with fear.

Here, those who have no strength are not even allowed to breathe deeply.

The gaze in front of him was too obvious, so Zenin Hui retracted his gaze and met those hostile eyes.

The man with short blond hair pursed his lips, and seeing the calm expression on that face, he sneered.

"Naoya, get out of the way." Zenin Naohito waved his hands. Although he noticed his only son's dislike and disgust, he ignored it all.

"A person of unknown origin is worthy of calling himself a Zenin?" Zenin Naoya sneered, "Do you think you can gain power by clinging to the Zenin family?"

Faced with the aggressive tone, Zenin Hui ignored it. He just lagged behind Zenin Naohito by a few steps and followed him in without saying a word.

This attitude of disregard made the already dissatisfied Zenin Naoya even more disgusted. He narrowed his eyes and calculated secretly, while one hand gently stroked the dagger in his sleeve.

After tugging at his collar, Zenin Naohito seemed to finally be relieved. He sighed and grabbed the wine bottle on the low table.

In order to make a good first impression, Zenin Naobi tried his best to dress up. It turned out to be so smooth, so smooth that I still don't quite react now that I'm back at Zenin.

The man who had changed out of his college uniform sat cross-legged as usual, holding a small white porcelain cup in one hand and flipping through a completely blank book with the other.

Zenin Kei changed into a kimono formal dress with the Zenin family crest printed on it, rested her elbows on the armrests of the chair, and looked down as she flipped through the script in her hands.

"The accommodation has been arranged. If you need anything, just let me know." Zenin Naohito patted his sleeves and stood up.

At his signal, a man stepped forward with his head lowered and without saying a word.

Zenin Hui, who was immersed in studying the script, finally raised his head. He looked at the person who was left behind and asked casually, "Is he from Bing's organization?"

Although the person in front of him lowered his head, the muscles of his hands hidden under his sleeves could be vaguely seen rising and falling. He looked like a well-trained magician with considerable strength.

In the Zenin family, there is a team composed of all first-class sorcerers and masters of the same level - the Bing organization. They are also a major confidence of the Zenin family, but now the members of the Bing organization who are being praised are just servants.

This is enough to show how much the Zen temple master values ​​it.

The man with his head bowed slightly and said, "Yes, sir."

There was the sound of flipping papers again. Zenin Hui lowered his head, and when the white porcelain cup was brought to his lips, he suddenly stopped moving.

He stretched out his hand and said in a very natural manner: "Change it into ordinary tea."

It was a teapot, but what came out was a clear, strong-smelling liquor. Although Zenin Kei could drink liquor, he didn't like it enough to drink it as tea.

"yes."

It was already noon the next day when I saw the missed calls on my phone. After I changed my clothes, the waiter took care of my phone.

After thinking it over, Zenin Hui still didn't call back. He just said a few words that he would stay at Zenin's house temporarily. Then, just like yesterday, he handed the phone to someone next to him.

At the invitation of the host, he was going to have lunch, but just as he was about to leave, he met an unexpected guest.

The golden head was very conspicuous under the sunlight, and the pair of hostile eyes gave people the first impression that he was not a friendly person.

This time, Zenin Hui did not ignore him and nodded as a greeting. But the man still refused to give in and stopped at the intersection with his body half turned sideways.

Zenin Naoya narrowed his eyes and looked at the casual attitude of the person in front of him, and he suddenly felt dissatisfied.

Why should an outsider enjoy the care provided by the Zen monastery so naturally?

"You don't think that you can really become a member of the Zenin family by taking the Zenin family's surname, do you?" Zenin Naoya said in a bad tone, and he smiled maliciously, "In the final analysis, you are just a guy with unknown origins, don't dream about it."

The two men are about the same age, but their auras are completely different.

Even as Zenin Naoya pressed on, the person on the other side remained calm. Her long black hair was not tied up, but was left hanging loosely.

Zenin Kei was wearing wooden clogs and looked relaxed and at ease, as if he was the owner of this garden and this house.

His expression was calm, and after the person in front of him finished his long speech, he replied calmly: "Move aside, we're going to miss dinner."

Zenin Naoya thought about the person's reaction, but he didn't expect such a casual answer. He immediately frowned and clenched his hands tightly.

He can be angry, frustrated or complacent, but he definitely cannot have this nonchalant attitude!

Seeing that the atmosphere was becoming increasingly tense, someone sent by Zenin Naohito showed up at the right time and said, "The master of the house invites you two to have lunch together."

I don't know what he was thinking about, but after snorting with disdain, Zenoin Naoya turned around and left first.

The lunch was delicious, but the looks and words from someone, both overtly and covertly, were a little inappropriate.

Zenin Naohito, who was sitting in the main seat, watched silently, and after drinking a few glasses of wine, he put the glass on the table with a little force.

Although he didn't say anything explicitly, Zenin Naoya still kept quiet with a sullen face.

The noisy sound beside his ears disappeared, and Zenin Hui finally relaxed his frown. He fed 005 beside him, then picked up the wine glass from a distance and toasted the person on the main seat.

Although she knew that Zenin Naoya would not give up, Zenin Hui did not expect that the guy would be so impatient.

The sky had darkened, but the courtyard, which had been exposed to the sun all day, was still emitting some heat. After changing into a yukata, Zenin Hui sat cross-legged on the corridor at one side of the courtyard.

There was no moon today, and the lights were dim, so the pitch-black courtyard gave people a comfortable feeling.

The screen of the mobile phone in his hand was lit. After replying to Gojo Satoru's message, Zenin Kei put the phone into 005's mouth and prepared to get up and go in.

It should be easy to hide in a dark place, but the person who appeared quietly was still discovered immediately.

Even if no sound is heard, the cursed power fluctuations cannot be hidden.

Zenin Kei turned her head and saw a person at the other end of the corridor, wearing only a white tabi, walking slowly towards her.

When he appeared completely in front of him, the knife in his hand, which looked very sharp, also appeared in sight.

Zenin Naoya was not surprised that his whereabouts were discovered. He said fearlessly, "A user of the Ten Shadow Technique? Let me see your true strength and see if you are worthy of the Zenin name."

Although he said this, the mocking look on his face showed that he was not taking him seriously at all.

Watching 005 squirm away from the center of the battlefield, Zenin Hui complained in her heart: "He is the captain of the Bing organization after all, how could he be so impatient?"

"I don't know. Anyway, the people in the nearby courtyards have all been sent away." 005 said casually, "Although I don't think this guy has a chance of winning, but you should be gentle when you beat him. No one can hear you if you shout here."

The instantaneous cursed power appeared before his eyes as if in slow motion, and someone who wanted to launch a surprise attack looked confident of victory, but the sneak attack was easily avoided.

Zenin Hui stood barefoot in the stone-paved yard. In the slightly spacious space, he stretched out his hands and rubbed them together.

The moon was still hidden under the thick clouds. In the darkness, the two people could not see each other's expressions clearly and could only see their rough outlines.

A voice with a hint of regret said: "Compared to your father, you are not even a little bit better."

Zenin Naoya was stunned for a moment when he heard this. He inherited the same technique from his father Zenin Naohito, but from birth to now, no one has ever looked down on him like this.

Seeing someone who was easily angered, Zenin Kei shook his head slightly.

This guy was really raised useless. After learning about Zenin Naoya's technique through the script, he realized very clearly that it was absolutely impossible for the Zenin Naoya in front of him to reach the level of his father.

But the person in front of him dared to come alone to challenge the "Special", so he must have some confidence. Zenin Keikaku took a look and used the little light to see clearly the person approaching quickly.

But before the dagger got close to its target, a huge creature appeared out of nowhere and struck it mercilessly with its sharp claws.

Seeing Zenoya quickly adapting to the darkness and dodging the jade dog's attack, Zeno Megumi took a half step back and put one hand together to make a specific gesture.

Almost instantly, Zenin Naoya, who was able to move flexibly, suddenly found that he could not move.

I opened my eyes wide and saw that the shadows on the ground seemed to have life. They turned into blurry shapes and rushed towards me from all directions.

The black tide gave people a suffocating feeling. Zenin Naoya subconsciously looked up at the sky, and the sky, which originally had some hazy light, turned pitch black.

He seemed to be swallowed by the shadow, gradually sinking into a deeper and darker place—

"For this kind of guy, it's really a waste of talent to use his domain." 005 appeared from nowhere and complained.

"I hope he will be impressed and won't cause trouble again." Lu Ren said lazily.

He didn't like trouble, and what's more, this man was the son of Zenin Naohito, so he was still his relative, so he naturally couldn't kill him.

After an unknown amount of time, the moonlight finally broke through the clouds and shone down. Zenin Naoya was sweating profusely and unable to move, still immersed in the feeling of suffocation and fear.

He raised his head with great difficulty, and saw the man just raised his head in the moonlight. The extremely oppressive aura made him feel the difference in strength.

But that familiar arrogant attitude gradually overlapped with the face of the person in my memory.