Chapter 186
On the other side of the woods, Shitou Wuichiro, who was blown into the distance by the strong wind, was quickly shuttling through the mountains. He wanted to rush back to the house to support Roach.

But a faint ghostly aura diffused from the mountains and forests, and Tokito Muichiro stopped immediately.

Among the woods not far away, Xiao Tie, holding a sun wheel knife, was fighting a monster that looked like a strange fish. The scene was one-sided, and he would be killed soon.

Shi Tou Wuichiro paused for a moment, thinking for a while.

Rather than rescuing an immature craftsman named Xiao Tie, the highly capable swordsmiths in the village are more worthy of priority.

In just an instant, he made a choice. Although it was a bit cruel, sacrifices were inevitable in the battle between humans and ghosts for countless years.

Thinking of this, Shitou Wuichiro turned around and ran away, while Xiao Tie, under the pressure of the strange fish and ghosts, shouted again and again, and was soon chased into a corner.

The strange fish was salivating, its eyes were full of greed. It had a porcelain pot on its back, and its whole body seemed to be squeezed out of it.

After walking a few steps, Shitou Muichiro's expression was a little dazed. At this time, Xiaotie's shouting faintly touched a corner of his heart, and his forgotten memories were slightly loosened.

There was a sudden fluctuation in his heart like a pool of stagnant water, and his body moved with his heart, but in an instant he shaved and disappeared in place.

The arm of the strange fish that was about to grab Xiaotie was cut in half by Shitou Wuichiro who suddenly appeared, and his indifferent voice sounded at the same time.

"You are in the way, can you escape here as much as possible?"

He stood in front of Xiao Tie, looking at the ghost with a guarded posture.

Xiaotie hurriedly hid behind an old tree in a panic, leaving Tou no Ichiro alone to face the ghost.

brush!
With a simple knife, he directly chopped off the ghost's huge fish head, but the wound healed extremely quickly, just in the blink of an eye.

Shitou Wuichiro focused his attention on the porcelain vase on the back of the strange fish, stepped lightly on the ground with both feet, and came to the sky above it with a dodge, and cut the porcelain vase in half with a knife in his hand.

The strange fish let out a shrill scream before it turned into ashes and disappeared.

After Xiaotie saw that the ghost was wiped out, he quickly stopped Shitou Wuichiro who was about to leave: "Please wait a moment, Uncle Tiexuansen was attacked by a fish monster."

"Now is not the time to do these things, you should find a way to save yourself." Tokito Muichiro's mind was full of the ghosts who were fighting Roach, and he thought about leaving immediately to support.

"But brother Muichiro, your Japanese sword is still there..."

Just when he was about to leave, fragments of his forgotten memories suddenly surged up again, and the words of Yashiki Yoya who had been born seemed to float in his ears.

"You will definitely find yourself again, Muichiro, as long as you don't miss the momentary opportunity, one day those seemingly insignificant things will blow away the fog in your mind."

The memory that had been lost for many years resurfaced, and he lay on the bed covered in injuries. At that time, he only had confusion and despair in his heart.

Shitou Wuichiro knew that this was the time to recover his memory, and besides, the spare solar blade in his hand was riddled with holes, even if he went to fight the ghost of the upper string, it would break in a short time.

He hugged Xiao Tie, and under his guidance, he quickly ran in one direction, using razor from time to time to overcome some obstacles.

As they approached their destination, they encountered Tiexuansen who was safe and sound on the road.

Before he could say a few words of greeting, Shitou Wuichiro put Xiaotie down and asked directly.

"Is my knife ready, take it out quickly."

"I'm here for this, come with me."

After Tiexuansen finished speaking, he hurriedly walked in front to lead the way, and the three of them came to a house hidden in the forest.

"Wait a moment, Iron Tomb is grinding the new knife that has been forged, and will hand it over to Your Excellency when it is finished."

Tie Xuesen entered the house, and Xiao Tie left quickly under their orders, and when he stayed behind, Tomu Ichiro stood outside alone to guard the safety.

Suddenly, a disgusting stench emanated from the surrounding grass, Tokito Wuichiro held the handle of the knife and became vigilant.

"Hahahaha……"

Knowing that its position was exposed, the Shangxian Ghost Jade Pot revealed its body, it got out of the porcelain pot crookedly, its pale body was covered with dozens of pairs of baby-like hands.

"Thanks to you for discovering me, I deserve to be one of the nine pillars."

"It's ten pillars now." Tokitomuichiro replied flatly.

Yuhu smiled and said: "Hehehe, it's not important. It's the first time we meet. I'm Yuhu. Before I kill you, can I take some time?"

"I want to see my latest masterpiece before I let you die tonight."

Shitou Muichiro tilted his head and replied, "Master, what are you talking about?"

Yuhu laughed, the ghost energy surged from his body, and the blood ghost technique was performed, and there was a small clay pot beside it.

A pile of freshly distorted corpses emerged from the clay pot, and the jade pot looked a little proud, and regarded the piled corpses as a work of art: "This is the miserable end of the swordsmith."

It also explained in a plausible way: "First of all, you look at the hands of the work. When I was creating, I deliberately showed the palms of the work full of calluses."

The jade pot twisted like a swimming fish and came to the corpse, using its tiny arms to fiddle with the saber inserted into it.

The corpse seemed to come alive, opened its eyes and cried out.

"Isn't it very interesting, the most interesting thing about this work is here, as long as you move the saber on it, you can reproduce the screams of the dead."

Even Shitou Muichiro, who is indifferent, can't bear to face such Chanyeol.

With a twitch of the sun wheel knife, clouds surged in the direction of the blade, and in the scattered mist, Tokito Wuichiro showed a speed of several meters, and he came to the ghost in an instant.

With one chop, the porcelain pot was shattered, but the ghost in it was transferred to other porcelain pots at the moment of being chopped.

"My explanation of the work is not over yet, at least listen to me."

Shi Tou Wuichiro didn't pay attention to what it said at all, and chopped down again, cutting the porcelain pot into pieces.

His actions seemed to have angered the ghosts, and Yuhu's expression was extremely angry: "You dare to use the pot that smashed me, monkeys without aesthetics, it seems that even your brains are muscles, you can't understand the content in my works." Meaning, since this is the case..."

In the small pot that he took out at random, ugly goldfish floated out of it, and their bodies became bigger in the wind.

Blood ghost technique, kill fish! !
Thousands of needles! ! !

The gills of the goldfish bulged violently, and countless poisonous stingers spewed out from them, falling down like raindrops.

(End of this chapter)

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