Konoha's strongest substitute user

The reason why Tsukada became the leader of this gang of robbers must be something special.

In addition to beheading his parents with his own hands at the age of seventeen, his cruelty and boldness were far beyond those of his younger brothers.

It's just a skeleton. No matter how scary it looks, it can't stop him. He's in the business of licking blood from the edge of a knife. If a skeleton scares away the courage, then bandits like them would have died long ago.

The girl tilted her head. Her smooth, satin-like black hair attracted the attention of the robbers like a waterfall. With the movement of her purple lips, a soft voice flowed in the hut like spring water: "Aren't you afraid?"

Of course there is nothing scary about a skeleton, and a beautiful girl is even less scary, but the skeleton just now looked like a living person, and the process of turning into a skeleton happened right in front of your eyes in a few seconds, which was very unsettling.

Tsukada didn't answer. He couldn't figure out the details of this girl.

In my memory, this girl slipped out during the massacre of this village a few months ago. Her parents tried their best to stop them before they died, so they allowed the girl and her brother to escape from the village. The girl was also hit by a dart thrown by herself. Afterwards, the brother and sister jumped into the river together and were swept away by the water.

Could it be that he was rescued and then learned the skills to take revenge?

Really unable to understand, Tsukada did not dare to act easily for a while, so all the younger brothers looked at the boss uneasily and did not dare to say anything.

The girl waited for a moment, but no one from the robbers answered.

So the girl raised her arm and pointed at Tsukada. Although she was wearing linen clothes, she acted like a princess: "Kill him."

The skeleton on the bed suddenly moved. The jaw bones clicked together with a crisp sound. The clay-like material connecting the joints squirmed. The skeleton came from the bed to the ground and stood firm.

Tsukada's face was solemn, and he held the knife in his hand horizontally in front of him to guard against the ghost opposite him.

A dried skeleton with no weapons in his hands should be able to handle it.

The skeleton took one step, two steps... The house was not big, and a few steps was enough for the skeleton to get close to the bandit leader.

Tsukada raised his arm with only bones left and looked down for a light slap. He raised his knife to block the blow.

With the sound of the knife and bones colliding together, the skeleton's arm was blocked. Perhaps the bandit leader was too nervous and used too much force. The skeleton twisted in the direction where the arm was knocked back, lost its balance, and fell into pieces. land.

The room suddenly became quiet.

Tsukada looked at his hand holding the knife and couldn't believe it.

I thought it was a difficult monster to deal with, but it fell apart even if I touched it casually.

"Boss is so awesome." The robber boy holding the mace raised his weapon and cheered loudly, and the tense atmosphere relaxed instantly.

The bandits, who originally thought their lives were in danger, saw that the boss was more powerful among their rivals. They relaxed a lot and followed the words of the mace boy and praised Tsukada.

The opponent who was highly nervous and cautious turned out to be so weak. Tsukada tentatively raised his foot and stepped on a bone scattered on the ground. With a little force, the pale femur was crushed in a burst of crunching sounds.

Kicking away the bone residue at his feet, Tsukada finally relaxed: "It turned out to be a bluff. Just as it happened, it was a pity that you ran away last time. You should raise it when you are two or three years old. It can be sold for a lot of money.”

He stepped forward and prepared to catch the girl, but Tsukada stopped as soon as he took a step out and stood there, his body shaking like chaff.

The mace boy originally felt pity that such a beautiful girl was destined not to belong to him, but he saw something was wrong with the bandit leader in front of him: "Boss, what's wrong with you?"

At this moment, Tsukada screamed like a slaughtering pig: "My feet, my feet."

The mace boy looked down and saw that Tsukada's instep was pierced by a bone. Blood flowed out from the wound. The blood-stained soil ground slowly and slowly squirmed as if alive. The blood was flowing quickly. Just disappeared from the surface of the soil.

The creeping ground was like gentle waves, quickly covering the pile of bones scattered on the ground, and then swallowing them, the ground became the same again.

"Your blood is indeed as disgusting as I imagined." The girl frowned slightly, her disgust evident: "Don't move, if you move, more blood will flow out. On my humus layer, the more you bleed to death, The sooner."

Tsukada wanted to run away, but his other foot was also pierced by several bone fragments, and the sole was wrapped in soil, making it impossible to pull it out.

Compared to those bandits who dared to do unscrupulous things with their group only if someone took the lead, and were crying in pain, Tsukada, as the leader, was much tougher: "Who the hell are you?"

"Don't you remember me?" The girl walked leisurely, but the whole room seemed to be alive, crawling like the ground just now: "Didn't you see me in this room, as well as my parents and Brother?"

The tables and chairs that looked like wood, the bed covered with straw and linen, the cups on the bed, the walls, the farm tools outside the walls, and even the old ox melted like clay and turned into the color of soil, leaving only one There were cow bones that looked like specimens, and the entire room was instantly reduced to the ground.

Tsukada looked at this strange scene in horror, but this was only the beginning.

Everything in this village squirmed and turned into mud before his eyes, except for the little brother he brought, those bones, and the girl in front of him.

The younger brothers who had just turned over and got on the horse were still trying to hunch their waists, but they found that the people under their crotches had softened like mud, exposing their bones, and the painful cries they made changed their tone, quickly deepening until they were silent.

The frightened robbers hurriedly tried to lift their pants, but the squirming soil tripped them to the ground. Then the bones buried in the soil pierced into their bodies under the push of the soil, and those mixed The delicate and smooth clay soaked with blood penetrated into their bodies from the wounds, absorbed their blood, filled their blood vessels, and even replaced the vitreous body in their eyeballs with clay.

The robbers were twitching and were wrapped in mud before they even had time to scream. The dead bodies were quickly decomposed, leaving only the skeleton.

Tsukada heard Huang Mao's voice in panic...

"Boss...save me, boss."

But what Tsukada saw was half of the yellow hair, as if it grew out of the soil, and the lower half of the body was connected to the soil.

After Huang Mao shouted twice, he suddenly smiled at Tsukada. The skin on his face changed in the blink of an eye, and clay kept squirming out of his eyes: "Hahaha... I'm so miserable. You can come too.”

Obviously, the original Huang Mao is dead.

"You devil, what on earth are you?" Tsukada shouted in horror, because he felt that something was entering his body along the wounds on his feet.

"Devil" the girl asked softly, and then walked to Tsukada: "Compared to you, I am not a devil. Don't worry, you will live the longest until the blood dries up... Don't confess your sins after you go to hell, just stay in hell and never be reincarnated."

Before Tsukada died, he saw his younger brothers, the villagers of this village, with clay squirming and flowing out of their eye sockets, nasal cavities, ears and mouths. They all held the broken bones, piece by piece, piece by piece. One by one, he inserted them into his body, and more and more clay flowed out of the wounds...

The girl closed her eyes, and the tears in her eyes, like lakes under the moonlight, only flowed through half of her cheeks before being absorbed by her "skin".

Looking at what should have been a peaceful and quiet small village in front of me, the colors on the ground suddenly faded and became lighter than before, as if a filter had been removed.

A slender yellow figure emerged from the soil that returned to normal, and disappeared in an instant.

"You have taken revenge with your own hands, right?" the girl murmured to herself, putting away the last bit of sadness and nostalgia, and finally took the step to leave this place.

The bones of the former villagers have been buried deep in this land, except for the girl herself and her brother who did not know whether he was dead or alive.