Hyper-fusion, I have infinite forms

Chapter 77 The Evil Ghost Attacks
"Slay all ghosts and gods, the best swordsmanship in the world - Longliu!"

The girl answered Zhou Yan subconsciously, and then she was stunned for a moment: "I don't know why I know the name of this sword technique. Could it be related to my life experience before I lost my memory?"

"The best in the world?" Zhou Yan raised his eyebrows.

Judging from the posture and movements, this Longliu is not more exquisite than the Nanming Sword. On what basis can it be said to be able to kill all ghosts and gods?
If this sword-fighting school can be called the best in the world, then I'm afraid the upper limit of martial arts in this world is not too high.

"Do the two old men know that you know this sword technique?" Zhou Yan was a little curious.

The girl shook her head silently: "I am obviously a woman, but I know such martial arts. I am afraid that they will worry."

She raised the katana in her hand: "Even this sword was passed down from my father's ancestors. I just secretly used it. However, I have a feeling that the sword that can truly unleash the power of the Oboro Ryu is not an ordinary sword like this."

Then she looked at Zhou Yan: "Master Yan, can I ask you for a favor?"

"Just say it." Zhou Yan nodded.

"On your way to Musashi Province, if you have the chance, please help me find out about the 'Oboro Style'. If it is really the world's best swordsmanship, it should be very famous, right?"

The girl's eyes were filled with hope: "If you have any news, please send me a letter. Maybe I can find out my life experience from this sword school."

"Okay, I agree to this request." Zhou Yan made the promise as a way of repaying the girl's kindness in taking him in.

"Thank you very much!" Long nodded to him happily.

After the two chatted for a few words, the girl said goodbye to him with a slightly blushing face and quietly went back to her room to rest.

Zhou Yan sat on the edge of the house, looking up at the crescent moon.

"Is this a sword technique that can only be used with a special sword?"

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The next day.

Zhou Yan opened his eyes and got up, only to find that the room was empty.

He walked out of the yard to get some water for washing, but saw the girl, Long, hanging clothes to dry.

The girl heard the noise behind her and turned around, saying quietly but shyly, "Dad and Mom went to the teahouse and asked me to wait here for Master Yan."

"Please wait a moment." The girl said and hurried back to the house.

Zhou Yan didn't take it seriously and quickly fetched some water for a simple wash.

What, you said toothbrush?

Apparently, there was no such thing in ancient Japan.

What's more, this place doesn't look like ancient Japan on Earth.

When he was on Earth, he had heard that ancient Japan generally used charcoal to clean teeth, and there was a trend of "black teeth to protect teeth" that was popular for quite a long time.

The picture is so beautiful just thinking about it.

Fortunately, the girl he was communicating with had bright eyebrows and white teeth, like a beautiful anime girl, and was quite pleasing to the eye.

After a while, the girl came out of the house with a package in her hand and handed it to Zhou Yan: "Master Yan, this package contains a set of clothes and about two days of dry food. Our family is poor and we can't provide more."

"That's enough, thank you very much." Zhou Yan took the package and thanked the other party solemnly.

The production capacity of ancient people was limited, and it was already difficult for the lower classes to support themselves, so it was generous enough to provide them with these.

"Oh, and this." The girl remembered something and walked to the other side hall. After a while, she took out a sheathed sword and walked out. "It's quite dangerous to travel through mountains and rivers. My father said to give this sword to you for self-defense."

It was the katana that the girl used when she was dancing with swords last night.

Zhou Yan smiled and took the knife: "Long, your knife skills are very good. I think this knife is much better in your hands than in mine."

"No." Long lowered his eyes. "I'm ready to take care of my parents in this village until they die. I don't think I'll have any chance to use a blade."

Zhou Yan shook his head: "You may not understand, but having a knife and not using it and having no knife at all can make a huge difference at a critical moment." As he said that, he stuffed the knife back into the girl's hands, then turned around and walked out of the yard with the package.

"Master Yan, are you ready to leave?" There seemed to be longing in Long's eyes as he looked at him, but there also seemed to be obvious hesitation.

"Yeah." Zhou Yan nodded and smiled, "But the teahouse is not far from the village, so I'd better say goodbye to your parents."

The girl thought about it, then followed him with the knife in hand: "Okay, I want to go to the teahouse too, so I'll go with you."

On the way, Long did not take the initiative to talk to Zhou Yan and seemed to be worried.

The two quickly walked out of the village and looked a little further away and could see a teahouse at the exit of the forest a few hundred meters away.

Zhou Yan looked up and couldn't help but pause.

His expression turned grim.

"Lord Yan, what's wrong?" Long, who was slightly behind Zhou Yan, almost bumped into Zhou Yan who had stopped. She looked up and asked curiously.

"hazy"

Zhou Yan opened his mouth, his voice a little hoarse.

"What is that?"

He whispered in the direction of the teahouse.

"What's that?" Long tilted his head from behind Zhou Yan and looked in the direction he was pointing.

The next second, she let out a shrill scream and rushed out from behind Zhou Yan, running at an incredibly fast speed, heading straight towards the tea house.

Zhou Yan's movements were not any slower than hers, and he followed her in silence.

However, the girl, whose mind was severely stimulated, did not notice the speed of the man behind her, just as Zhou Yan had never expected that such a seemingly weak girl could run at a speed close to Bolt's.

Long just gritted his teeth and ran wildly, and in less than a minute he arrived at the small wooden house.

The next moment, she kicked the ground hard and flew out.

Hold the scabbard tightly with your left hand and the handle with your right hand.

Draw the knife!

The knife flashed, and chopped out fiercely!

At the same time, she uttered in a sharp voice: "Evil ghost! Where are my parents——"

when!
The sharp blade was easily blocked by the thick and long mace.

Behind the mace that was almost half a person's length was a huge red humanoid creature with two horns on its forehead. Its ugly face was covered with horrible bloodstains, especially around its bloody mouth. The two hooked fangs were still stained with bloody flesh fragments.

It was exactly the same as the "red ghost" that the old man described last night!
"Ah, a white and tender human woman!" The red ghost did not respond to Long's screams and questions, but just spoke in human language, "I like her the most!"

As it spoke, it stretched out its left hand and grabbed Long fiercely.

The next moment, Long let out a light shout, and retreated quickly with incredible agility, while quickly slashing up with his sword.

歘!
Three fat red fingers flew into the sky.

"Roar!" The red ghost screamed and raised his left hand high.

The retreating figure of Long immediately stepped on the ground again and rushed out quickly. She was like the most ruthless swordsman. She did not stop while swinging the blade. She quickly spun half a circle around the tall figure of the red ghost. Her body movement drove the blade to cut into the red ghost's waist and ribs, leaving a deep wound.

A handful of blood splashed out!

It sprinkled on the girl's fierce face, making her look like a devil!
"Where are my parents!"

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(End of this chapter)