Chapter 135 The Food of the Night Lu Mingfei was different today than usual. He put on a black windbreaker and held a long sword shining with cold light in his hand. The name of the sword was Onimaru Kunitsuna, one of the Five Swords of the East. According to legend, Hojo Tokimasa had seen a demon entangled around him many times in his dreams. One night, when Tokimasa dreamed that the demon was about to attack him, the knife beside his pillow flew out by itself and killed the demon. The next day, he found that the traces of the evil spirits had disappeared and he was no longer harassed. Therefore, this sword, originally named "Kunigura", was named "Onimaru Kunigura" because of the fact that it slayed evil spirits, implying that it could drive away evil spirits and slay ghosts. But this knife is actually a top-level alchemical weapon. The mixed-races occupy an indelible position in the history of Japan. They have followed the authorities time and time again, or have become the authorities themselves and have fought in Japan time and time again. However, as the fierce fighting aroused the violent side of the dragon blood in the hybrids, it was inevitable that many of them would degenerate into ghosts. At this time, it was necessary for their own people to clean up the mess. And Onimaru Kuninaga is such a demon-slaying sword, which is usually used by those in power to kill mixed-bloods with higher blood concentrations and higher status. It is rumored that this knife is now kept in the royal collection in Tokyo and is strictly guarded by the royal family. No one knows where Lu Mingze got it from. Today I suddenly threw this knife to him and said that he needed a good knife to carry with him since he was going out to do something important. Lu Mingfei walked slowly in the alley not far from the University of Tokyo. It was strange that in Tokyo, where every inch of land is valuable, especially next to the top university in Japan, the surrounding buildings were very old wooden houses with a history of hundreds of years, and there were even buildings handed down from the Edo period. This old and dilapidated area seems somewhat out of place in the big city of Tokyo, as if it is still immersed in the past.
A small ramen stall had just opened not far away, but the sign was quite domineering, with "Emperor Ramen" written on it. The four large characters written in bold ink showed a noble demeanor, which was somewhat out of place with this small stall. “Is the entrance to Night Food Field right here…” Lu Mingfei looked around, but everything seemed normal. According to Minamoto no Chitose, Susanoo has broken the seal and returned to Japan. He has not appeared since returning to Japan and is very likely recuperating. The only possible place for him to recuperate is in the Nibelungen located underground in Tokyo. This is a giant Nibelungen that is comparable to the entire Tokyo and is called the Night Food Ground. Lu Mingfei came here today to scout the area and see if he could find Susanoo's location. If Susanoo was still in a deep sleep, he could take the opportunity to kill him. "It hasn't rained yet. Water is the medium to enter the Night Food Plain. The weather forecast says it should rain during this period. Brother, wait a while. There is a ramen stand next to it. You can have a bowl of ramen and wait for the rain. Besides, you will have the strength to fight monsters only if you are full, right?" Lu Mingze's voice rang in Lu Mingfei's mind. Speaking of ramen, Lu Mingfei was also hungry as he hadn't had dinner yet. Lu Mingfei walked to the ramen stall, opened the curtain and sat down. The stall owner was an old man wearing a yellowed white apron. The wrinkles on his face were as deep as if carved by a knife, but his eyes were bright. When he saw Lu Mingfei, the corners of his eyes slightly raised, as if he was used to all kinds of customers. But when he saw Lu Mingfei's black windbreaker and the long sword at his waist, the hand holding the soup spoon couldn't help but tighten. "Would you like a bowl of ramen?" the old man asked in a hoarse voice. "Yeah, a bowl of pork bone ramen." Lu Mingfei answered casually, his eyes sweeping across the simple environment of the stall. The environment here is quite good and relatively clean. The old man nodded and began to cook the noodles and add the ingredients skillfully. The hot soup soon boiled and the air was filled with a rich aroma of pork bones. Lu Mingfei looked at the steaming pot and the burly boss, and suddenly felt that everything seemed a little weird, as if this ramen stall existed not just to fill the stomach. "The rain is coming..." Lu Mingze's voice sounded in his mind, with a hint of joy, "It seems that I'm lucky. After eating this bowl of ramen, the entrance should appear." Lu Mingfei lowered his eyes and tapped his fingertips on the table. A moment later, a bowl of steaming hot pork bone ramen was placed in front of him. The soup base was milky white and thick, with a few slices of barbecued pork sliced to the right thickness floating on the surface, accompanied by half a soft-boiled egg and a few green onions, and the aroma filled his nose. He picked up the chopsticks and stirred the noodles. The hot air rushed towards him, and the steam wrapped around his cold face like a thread, bringing a moment of warmth. He lowered his head and took a mouthful of noodles. The rich taste of pork bones spread on the tip of his tongue, making him feel inexplicably at ease. "Very good." He whispered, as if talking to himself, but also as if responding to Lu Mingze. Lu Mingfei lowered his head and continued to eat noodles. Everything around him seemed to be immersed in the tranquility of the moment, but his eyes would occasionally sweep towards the imperceptible shadows on the street, as if something was hiding in the shadows and spying on him. At this time, raindrops gently tapped the eaves, and drops of water slid down the wooden eaves. The dark clouds in the sky gradually gathered, pressing down the night sky of Tokyo. A breeze blew, bringing the moisture in the air into his nostrils. Soon the raindrops became denser, hitting the ground with a slight "papping" sound, and the accumulated water gathered into small puddles on the floor tiles.
"The time is up." Lu Mingze reminded in a low voice. "Boss, the ramen tastes good. Thank you for your hospitality. Let's try it again next time." Lu Mingfei sighed softly, placed his chopsticks gently on the edge of the bowl, and stood up. He looked down at the unfinished bowl of ramen and took out a few coins and placed them on the table. At this moment, the old man at the ramen stall suddenly raised his head and looked at Lu Mingfei with a meaningful look: "Young man, this bowl of noodles today is free. I see that you are dressed like you don't come here to eat noodles." "Well, let's solve some problems." Lu Mingfei said and turned to walk into the rain. The rain soaked his black windbreaker, and the hilt of Onimaru Kunitsuna's sword emitted a cold light in the rain. The accumulated water on the street was flowing silently in a certain direction, as if guided by some force. "The entrance is there." Lu Mingze's voice sounded softly with a hint of smile. Lu Mingfei looked in the direction of the water flow. Not far away, an illusory light and shadow gradually emerged in the rain, as if the door to another world was slowly opening. That is the entrance to the Night Food Field. "Good luck to you." The old man at the ramen stall whispered behind him, his voice drifting away in the rainy night with the wind. Lu Mingfei did not look back, but just tightly grasped the hilt of Guimaru Kunitsugu's sword. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the accumulated water gathered into ripples under his feet. The illusory entrance slowly opened in front of him, as if inviting him to step into an unknown abyss. "Boss, give me a bowl of tonkotsu ramen...The one just now seemed to be the Sword Saint?" The moment Lu Mingfei disappeared, a student holding a book rushed into the ramen stall. While he was shaking off the rain on his body, he saw Lu Mingfei's silhouette and was stunned for a moment. "Sword Saint? Are there any Sword Saints in this era?" The boss said casually while cooking ramen. "Boss, I see that you don't surf the Internet or read the news. Sword Saint is now the most famous person in our country. Even the Prime Minister cannot compare to him. Let me tell you, Sword Saint swept through the Japanese underworld with two wooden swords. Even the famous Snake Eight Families were trampled underfoot. He is the embodiment of justice. Some of us have begun to call him Amaterasu..." Seeing that the ramen stall owner didn't know what a Sword Saint was, the student put down the book in his hand and introduced him to the boss in a torrent of words. "Sweeping the underworld...Sword Saint..." The old man muttered to himself as he watched Lu Mingfei disappear. …… The moment you enter the Night Food Field, the world around you seems to be stripped of all colors, leaving only gray and coldness. The air is filled with a stale smell, like an ancient relic from countless years ago. The surrounding scene was like a dream, like a ruin forgotten outside of time, with half-collapsed shrines, weathered stone statues, and archways entangled by vines, all standing quietly in the endless darkness. "This place is really weird." Lu Mingze's voice sounded, and his tone was still cynical and mocking. Lu Mingfei did not respond, but just looked down at the puddles under his feet. The water surface reflected scenes that did not belong to this world like a mirror, huge rocks covered with talismans, broken shrines, and countless twisted figures wandering in the darkness. With the sound of his footsteps, the darkness deep in the "Night Food Plain" gradually awakened. Lu Mingfei continued to move forward, and soon he broke through a layer of something like a water film. Another scene appeared in front of him. It was still the same street, but it was more dilapidated and lifeless than the previous street. “This is the Night Food Field…” Lu Mingfei, wearing a black windbreaker and holding a long sword, looked around. There were faint shadows swaying in the dilapidated streets. "Yes, this is the Night Food Field, a city-sized Nibelungen. You can say it is the shadow of Tokyo, or the shadow of Takama-ga-hara." Lu Mingze's figure appeared next to Lu Mingfei. "Back then, Amaterasu and Tsuki used the forbidden words to sink the then kingdom of God, Takama-ga-hara, into the sea, but the other side of Takama-ga-hara did not sink to the bottom of the sea." Lu Mingze continued. "Later, Sheqi used this place as a cage to imprison the tribesmen with unstable bloodlines. They all had high dragon bloodlines, so their vitality was very strong and it was difficult for ordinary people to kill them. After being thrown into the Night Food Plain, they were still able to move, roaming and hunting in that paradoxical space without sunlight like zombies." "After hundreds or thousands of years of accumulation, there are probably hundreds of thousands or millions of Deadpools imprisoned here, so brother, you have to be careful next time." "If we can't kill the Susanoo that is about to evolve into the White King, it will open the entrance to the Night Food Plain, and millions of Deadpools will be able to slaughter everyone in Japan in a few days." Lu Mingfei tightly grasped Guimaru Kunigahara and stared coldly at this forgotten dark world. The damp and cold air on the dilapidated streets made him feel a little uncomfortable.
There were faint whispers coming from all around, and those twisted shadows wandering on the street corners, like wronged souls trapped here. “This is really a hell.” Lu Mingfei muttered to himself, his windbreaker slightly lifted in the cold wind, and the slippery ground reflected his silent and cold face. Suddenly, in the darkness not far away, a vague figure swayed. As if they had smelled the breath of a living person, the shadows began to approach him from all directions. Along with the approaching footsteps, there were low roars in the darkness. Those sounds did not belong to humans, but were filled with hunger and greed. Lu Mingze's voice sounded in his mind, still with a teasing tone: "Brother, are you ready? These guys are not easy to deal with. They are not like gangsters." "Just a Deadpool." Lu Mingfei clenched the knife in his hand and spoke in a low voice. He slowly raised the Onimaru Kunitsugu, and the blade flashed a cold light in the dim light. It was a sword specially made for killing hybrids and demons. Countless lives had ended under its sharp blade, and today, it would drink blood again. The night wind whistled past, Lu Mingfei leaned slightly, his body tense like a cheetah ready to pounce, Guimaru Kuniga drew a silver arc of light in his hand, cold and ruthless. The next second, a black shadow swooped over. It was a Deadpool with pale and dry skin and empty eyes, like a cursed beast. Its nails swung towards Lu Mingfei's throat like sharp blades, carrying a stench of decay. Lu Mingfei did not dodge or evade, and suddenly swung down the Onimaru Kunigahara in his hand. The blade instantly cut through Deadpool's shoulder, leaving a sharp arc. The sharp blade penetrated the twisted body without any hindrance, and black blood splashed like a fountain. Deadpool twitched in the air, then fell to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut, with a dull thud. Lu Mingfei slowly stood up and shook off the blood on the blade, but his eyes were not relaxed at all, he knew that this was just the beginning. More black shadows gathered from all directions, the deadpools surged like a tide, dragging their rotten bodies and making hoarse growls. Their number seemed to be endless, piling up in the dark streets like a herd of beasts waiting to attack. "Interesting." Lu Mingfei sneered, gripped the hilt tightly, and a cold fighting spirit flashed in his eyes. The wind suddenly intensified, blowing up the dust and dead leaves on the ground. Onimaru Kunitsuna's blade trembled slightly, as if sensing the master's fighting spirit, and made a slight humming sound. "These deadpools seem to be exhausted, brother." Lu Mingze's voice was a little happy, "It really is worthy of being the Night Food Plain, the welcome ceremony is quite grand." Lu Mingfei did not respond, but slowly exhaled, the fighting spirit in his eyes became colder, and he whispered: "Come on then." He exerted force suddenly, and his whole body turned into a black afterimage, and instantly rushed into the midst of those deadpools. Onimaru Kuninaga shuttled through his hands like a dragon, and every slash of the sword was accurate and correct. Wherever the sword passed, broken limbs and dirty blood scattered. The Deadpools pounced on Lu Mingfei frantically, their claws trying to tear him to pieces, but Lu Mingfei's movements were incredibly fast, and each blow was as powerful as thunder. The blades flashed continuously in the darkness, ruthlessly harvesting these twisted creatures with a chilling murderous intent. The wind whistled in his ears, and Onimaru Kunitsuna made a low humming sound, as if it was also celebrating this bloody battle. Every fallen Deadpool was a trophy on its sharp blade. But Lu Mingfei knew very well that such a battle could not last too long. The number of Deadpools far exceeded his expectations, and they had no sense of pain, no fear, and would never stop attacking. "Brother, be careful!" Lu Mingze suddenly reminded. At this moment, a huge Deadpool suddenly pounced from the side. Its body was larger than the other Deadpools, its skin had a bluish-black luster, and its golden eyes burned with bloodthirsty fanaticism. Lu Mingfei quickly took a step back, and Guimaru Kuninaga swept out. The blade collided with the giant Deadpool's claws in the air, making a harsh metal friction sound. “It’s so hard.” Lu Mingfei cursed in a low voice, his eyes becoming colder. The giant Deadpool let out a low growl and pounced on him again, smashing his head with its sharp claws like a giant hammer. Lu Mingfei narrowed his eyes slightly, and his figure slid away like a ghost. The blade suddenly rose up and slashed accurately at the giant Deadpool's neck. Onimaru Kunitsuna burst out with a dazzling cold light, instantly cutting through the huge body. The giant Deadpool's head fell off, and black blood poured down like a waterfall. The huge corpse fell to the ground with a loud bang, stirring up a cloud of dust and blood. Lu Mingfei slowly put away his knife, took a deep breath, and swept his surroundings coldly. Those deadpools were still approaching, with no intention of retreating.
"The fun has just begun," he whispered, tightening his grip on Onimaru Kunitsuna. A chanting sound like the humming of an ancient bell came out of his mouth. Yanling·Kingdom Dozens or even hundreds of Deadpools around instantly prostrated themselves on the ground, as if welcoming the arrival of the king. (End of this chapter)