Zongman: Playing Orochimaru from Ghost Slayer

Heishimu came to the depths of the mountain forest, and the coercion exuding from his body made the beasts flinch; he raised his head slightly, closed his eyes, and felt the comfort from the moonlight.

After a familiar sense of weightlessness, Heishai Mou opened his eyes and looked around. The layout here was as usual, and it was his permanent room in Infinite City.

He walked slowly towards the steps, and when he saw Yi Wo Zuo sitting upright, and Tong Mo who was always hanging around, he sighed subtly.

He has a strong class concept, but that doesn't mean he likes Tong Mo under the second ghost; on the contrary, he appreciates Yi Wo Zuo more.

Maybe it's the obsession to become stronger, or maybe it's simply admiration for such a capable junior, Hei Si Mou has some expectations for Yi Wo Zuo.

Therefore, after Yi Wozuo launched a transposition bloody battle against him and failed, he did not devour Yi Wozuo.

This kind of emotion is more complicated, exactly like parents educating bear children.

Although the education method is a bit Spartan, but they are all ghosts. Is it okay to be missing an arm or a leg?

"His Excellency Heishimu is here too!" Tong Mo said cheerfully as he shook off the iron fan, completely oblivious to Heishimu's mood.

"Master Wu Mi... Where is it?"

As soon as the voice fell, the buildings in the Infinite City began to move with a bang. Everyone took no surprise and waited quietly for the completion of the blood ghost technique.

Not long after, they saw the boss at the experimental table, Wu Mi was working with some liquid, which looked like blood.

"Since the last winding assembly, there is another vacancy for winding." Wu Mi stared at the blood drawn from the Yiwo seat in his hand, as if he didn't care about this matter.

"But this is not the main purpose of my calling you here." Wu Pan paused and said: "Unless there are no accidents, this will be the last assembly."

"Oh? It sounds very powerful, so what is it? Master Wu Mi?"

"Ming Nu." Wu Mi put down the test tube in her hand, Ming Nu comprehended, gently plucked the strings, and the room changed again.

This time, everyone came to a rather small room, which surprised everyone on the string.

In Infinite City, what could make Wu Mi so cautious?
"In these days, you have to improve your strength as much as possible. I will ask Orochimaru to help you to accept the power of the curse seal."

"Curse seal? Is it something that belongs to Your Excellency Yiwozuo?"

"Yes."

Tong Mo covered most of his face with an iron fan, and glanced at Yiwozuo with resentful eyes: "It's really unfair, accepting that kind of thing can make your strength skyrocket so much, why didn't you say so earlier, Mr. Wu Mi?"

"If your brain is broken and you can even forget what Master Wuyou said a few days ago, why don't you let me blow it up?" Yi Wozuo said flatly.

The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder, but it had nothing to do with Tong Mo, it all came from Yiwozuo.

Fueled by Wu Mi, a real bloody battle broke out between him and Tong Mo, but Yi Wozuo quickly figured out Wu Mi's intention.

This battle was just Wu Mi's data for testing the seal, and it was impossible for him to devour Tong Mo in any case when the winding was vacant.

So he chose to stop when he was about to win the battle, which not only taught Tong Mo a lesson, but also allowed Wu Mi to get satisfactory data.

As for seeing Tong Mo now, it's just a habit.

"Ah, it seems that there is such a thing?"

Tong Mo tapped his temples, still looking amiable, not conscious of being hated at all.

After ignoring Tong Mo, she continued to say excitedly, "Naruko has already mastered most of the whereabouts of the Demon Slayer Squad, and it won't be long before we can find the Ubuyashiki clan!"

"It turns out... so..." Hei Simou nodded, and the figure of Yun Hai flashed in his mind, and he muttered: "It is indeed necessary to... improve your strength!"

Tong Mo and Yi Wozuo didn't respond to this sentence, but Wu Mi was a little surprised.

In his cognition, although Hei Si Mou has become a ghost, he still has the persistence of a warrior in his bones.

He is obsessed with the refinement and development of sword skills, and the blood ghost technique is only used on the edge of the blade when it is not a last resort.

For such a person, it should be difficult for him to accept the power from the outside world that does not belong to him.

"Ha... I think I'm thinking too much..." Wu Can thought to himself, and swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

A Zhu who has been the only ghost for hundreds of years, how could he care about the source of this power?

He had already thought about the wording for inoculating Heishimou with the curse seal, but now it seems that it should not be used.

As for Tong Mo, there is absolutely no need to seek his opinion.

"In addition, there is another plan that requires your cooperation." Wuyou said with a sullen face, slowly describing his flawless and wonderful plan.

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"Why are you in a daze? It's time to go."

"Huh?" Shan Yi woke up like a dream, and looked away from the tomb of Huang Yue, only to realize that the sun was already on the verge of setting.

"I want to be alone for a while, you go first." Shan Yi said with a smile.

Yunhai glanced at Inosuke who got into the forest and replied: "I understand, then we will go first, remember to follow."

"Ah."

Shanyi stared at the tomb, and agreed without looking back, Yunhai then left, and there was only one person left in the whole mountain village.

He sat cross-legged in front of the tomb, with a complicated expression on his face, both joyful and painful, as he babbled to the tomb:
"Brother, I know that you hate my incompetent junior brother very much, and I also hate you."

"But I really respect you from the bottom of my heart. After all, you worked so hard and put all your thoughts on swordsmanship."

"You were really special. To me and Grandpa, you are our important person."

"But this doesn't seem to satisfy you... After all, you have been making dissatisfaction all the time."

"Why is this……"

The Gouyu necklace on the grave was blown by the wind, and seemed to be responding, but Shanyi didn't notice, but continued to chant:

"Thanks to my lord, Inosuke, Mr. Shiro, and everyone who helped me."

"Without their help, I can't even imagine what Grandpa would have done."

"Fortunately, everything has caught up. In this way, grandpa will not know about your turning into a ghost, and will only think that you died fighting with evil ghosts during the mission."

"Although you can't enter the cemetery of the Ghost Killing Squad, the fact that you turned into a ghost will be covered up, and you are still a swordsman of the Ghost Killing Squad."

"This is what my lord told me."

Thinking of the old man with a scar on his face, the corner of Shanyi's mouth couldn't help but rise.

"Facing the evil spirits, you will never retreat, and your body will be eaten away in the end. You..."

"Still grandpa's pride."

Taking a deep look at the intact Rilun Saber in front of the grave, Shanyi turned around and ran towards the direction the two left without looking back.

Afterwards, Yun Hai walked out from behind the wooden house silently, with a vicious smile on his face, and kicked Bao Yue's grave bag.

"It's comfortable!" Yun Hai sighed, and his figure disappeared in place.

"The anchor brings villains!"

"The anchor's smile is very innocent, with a kind of wild beauty."

"Yue - Yue -"

"Brother Xiao, you died well!"

"What's wrong?"

"I don't think it's bad enough!"