That stupid aunt with a knife man's shell [Comprehensive]

265.

The time is almost up, Onimaru closed his eyes and inspected the purple jade bead that he had seen, now there is only a little bit left, and when it completely disappears, it is the time when his power conversion is completed.

Onimaru stood up.

"Come on, let's go out."

"Yes!"

Behind Onimaru, Tsurumaru, Yamabagiri, Kikko, Horikawa, and Ran, all dressed in uniforms, responded in unison.

Bypassing the donation box, Onimaru walked out of the main hall and looked around.

This shrine is very small, and the surrounding tree planting area is about the size of a street park in Japan, and the worship hall of the shrine as the main body belongs to the main hall of the worship hall, which is a little larger than their single apartment. , the shrine’s buildings are only left with a torii, a koma dog, and a temizuya, and there are no painted horse walls.

It can be said to be quite small.

The residence in the main hall of the gods is opened up by the divine power of the gods themselves. The place where Onimaru lives these days is actually a secondary space opened up by Suzuki Yoshiro. The inside is not very big, it is about the size of an ordinary villa, plus a pond. The small garden is quite small for a traditional Japanese building.

"Are you really sure? After I complete the conversion, this shrine will be completely mine." Onimaru looked back at Suzuki Yoshiro, who was standing behind him with an excited but restrained expression.

Although there is only a final step left, it is still possible to really stop this transformation. Rather, only when this kind of transformation is about to succeed, will there be the last chance to stop and reverse the whole process.

It's just that after the reversal, he will lose his spiritual power and strength forever.

But to be honest, he is really sorry for Suzuki, an honest boy. Not to mention that he has calculated that he has earned him 500 years of money.One must know that if no one worships an ancestor god like Suzuki, he will face the fate of extinction. Even if he knows that this child has a bigger shrine in other places, Onimaru still cannot match the hurdle in his heart.

In his cognition, Suzuki Yoshiro is just a junior high school student who is fourteen or fifteen years old and has been behind him for less than three months.

And no matter what happens in the past 500 years, the Suzuki Yoshiro standing in front of him now is still the boy he remembered when he was separated not long ago.

That green onion child look.

"Yes, I have been waiting for this moment for 500 years, and I only hope to see you step into eternity." Suzuki stood aside with his head bowed, excited and restrained.

Onimaru was speechless, he turned his head and looked at the bright moon in the sky.It's already June now, and the weather here is starting to get hot and dry, but the shrine is cool and cool. The cold moonlight shines on the ground in front of the shrine, and a silver halo shines on Onimaru's body. White clothes, white hair, and Snow-white skin.

Onimaru under the moonlight seemed to have become a god.

Do not……

not as if...

The swords and Suzuki watched the silver halo on Onimaru's body become more and more intense. It was no longer the light reflecting the moonlight, but himself began to glow. The invisible power swept around, as if being purified...

No!This feeling……

Tsurumaru 'suddenly' shuddered all over. Doesn't it mean that the power of the gods tends to purify?Why did he feel like he was being seen through? !Could it be that something happened to the master becoming a god? ! !

The swordsmen looked at each other and found that everyone felt the same, so they began to look worriedly at Onimaru standing in the middle of the open space.

And Suzuki also felt this way, but apart from this, he was still the real owner of this shrine, so at the same time, he also had to endure the strange feeling that something was taken from him.

But this strange feeling gradually disappeared under his cooperative letting go.

Suzuki was relieved a little. The change of owner of the shrine meant that nothing happened to the owner. This feeling may just be because the owner is too powerful. Powerful power always makes people unconsciously afraid, which is a normal phenomenon.

——After all, his master is the strongest in the world!

266.

Clapping his hands, Suzuki flicked off the bad luck on his sleeves indifferently, turned around and planned to walk towards the shrine.

"It really scares me."

A voice very familiar to Suzuki sounded behind him, the teasing and vigilance and scrutiny in it made him feel cold all over, and he almost couldn't help but kneel down.

Fortunately, he remembered in time that there was an existence beside his master, who had the same voice and appearance as him, but was full of darkness just like his appearance. He was much worse than his master, and he liked to watch Others looked embarrassed, and as the master's shadow fighter, he seemed to be stronger than the master's general retainers.

As expected of the master, the exclusive shadow warriors are stronger than other subordinates!

Um?The master said this is his brother?Brother or subordinate, he thinks he can tell the difference. Seeing that this guy is not inferior to his loyalty, he won't say that this guy looks like his master in front of him, but behind his back.

Anyway, it is harmless to the owner.

"...It's you." Pushing back his heart that was almost jumping out of his chest in fright, Suzuki turned around and looked at this guy who was the complete opposite of his master, with the same black inside and out, "Are you ignoring master's orders again?"

"Hahaha, even if you are a human being that the master likes, I will still be angry if you say that." Tsurumaru, who has black hair and black clothes, and red eyes that seem to glow in the dark, slowly walked towards Suzuki, "What are you doing? That just...looks familiar."

"It's nothing, it's been cleaned up." Suzuki didn't want to talk too much. Today is an important day for the master, and he has to hurry to the master's side.

"Hey, I've always been curious about one thing." Suzuki didn't want to talk, but Tsurumaru wanted to ask.

After Asahi God accidentally leaked his words, he has been concerned about this matter for a long time.

"The so-called monsters occupying the shrine can only be done when the gods in the shrine have disappeared. Otherwise, the owner of the shrine can only be replaced by killing them. I have always been curious about the existence of you, the owner of the shrine. Under the circumstances, how did that youkai occupy this shrine?"

It's like you hold the real estate certificate of the house. Even if you don't live in this house, it's not just anyone who can live in it.If one day a certain person lives in that house, but the people around and the property agree that that person lives in it, what do you think is the reason?

Only the people around and the property think that it is natural for that person to live in it.

So what kind of person is not a homeowner, but can live in the owner's house?

And if I read correctly just now, is this human being talking to that Prajna in red?Then kill her with a fire? !

Tsurumaru's eyes narrowed, no one knows better than these knives how much can be changed in 500 years.Not to mention that this human said that he and Onimaru have only been together for ten years, even if he really watched this human work hard for 500 years, he still dare not fully trust this person, let alone that he and this human are the only ones who have just moved. We met once when we went to Edo.

If this human being is secretly playing tricks...

Oh, it's just killing gods.

"...Aren't you the same, with the bloody smell all over your body, what did you do behind your master's back?" Raising his hand on the handle of the knife at his waist, Suzuki looked coldly at this guy who was black inside and out, although If he really fights, he may not win the fight, but if it is for the sake of the master, it is not impossible to remove this unstable factor for the master before the master becomes a god.

He originally wanted to wait peacefully until the master became a god, and then tell the master about this black guy, so that the master can judge the loyalty of this guy—after all, he is the master's shadow warrior, and the master's trust in him should be extraordinary High, if you stir up conflicts casually, even if the starting point is for the master's benefit, the master may not be angry.

One thing he had learned from his master: what is done out of good intentions for someone is not necessarily good for someone, nor is it necessarily what someone wants to see.In more cases, it is basically "the stairs to hell are often first paved by good intentions".So even if it's for someone's good, don't make arbitrary decisions on your own.

But at such a critical moment, the master dared to kill people and cause trouble, it must be treason.

The divine power of Suzuki's whole body was raised to the highest level, and his murderous aura was unabashedly heading towards the black-haired Fushen on the opposite side!

Onimaru slowly opened his eyes, revealing his golden pupils—what was that scene just now...?

267.

Onimaru hadn't recovered from the strange short video he saw just now, when he saw one, two, three... six people, a blade.

Five knives were lined up half-kneeling, all of them looked at him with excitement in their eyes, this kind of expression that seemed to be fanatical about chasing stars, frightened away the weirdness that Onimaru felt just now!

No, it's not gone...

What appeared in Onimaru's eyes this time was Tsurumaru wearing a bartender uniform, picking up Miss Shiko like a kitten, and throwing it to a man with blond hair and back. In the future, the underworld · good man · Nitta will be forced to adopt a daughter with superpowers.

Then, in this stronghold of the Ashikawa group, a lot of people wearing suits but holding clubs, machetes, and Japanese swords suddenly came. Tsurumaru, who hadn't had time to leave, was surrounded in the stronghold, and then... …

Then the people in the Luchuan group thought they were younger brothers, outsiders, and threatening people sent by the opponent to inquire about the situation. Xintian on the side only had time to save Miss Shizi, who was basically not threatening next to her, and the people in the Luchuan group didn't think about it. When there were foreign enemies, they first engaged in internal fighting to beat Tsurumaru to the ground, but they did a move that was not much better than engaging in internal fighting-they pushed Tsurumaru out and first "sacrificed" to the opponent.

Or with a kick.

Onimaru from the third perspective laughed angrily when he saw Tsurumaru.

After that, there is nothing to say, the sword man faced the human beings, it was no different from Kai Wushuang, Tsurumaru scabbard did not come out, so both sides, yes, except for the invading gangster, Tsurumaru later also beat the Ashikawa group together down.

Except Miss Shizi, there is no one left.

Because in the middle of the fight, Tsurumaru was injured by a bullet from the Ashikawa group behind him, and the blood that gushed out quickly stained the shirt on Tsurumaru's shoulder red. Wound, grinned grinningly and looked at the members of the Luchuan group in the stronghold...

One fracture.

Can't say which is worse.

Afterwards, the Ashikawa group tremblingly gave Tsurumaru a cadre position out of fear, but Tsurumaru just looked at the sky, bandaged his shoulders hard, changed his clothes, and left.

Onimaru closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, those pictures disappeared, and he suddenly understood what his ability after becoming a god was.

So he walked up to Tsurumaru, and under Tsurumaru's dazed gaze on the half-kneeling ground, he tore off his formation uniform, exposing his strapped shoulders.

——The wounds on a man with a sword generally have three stages. If the wound does not reach the baseline of a minor injury, and the wound is in a place that cannot be seen directly, the only way to know whether the sword is there is by using the sword tent specially provided by the current affairs to check the state of the sword Injuried.

Of course, for ordinary swords, even a small wound can be easily sensed by their sensitivity to the smell of blood.But Onimaru is essentially just a human being, a human being who grew up in a peaceful age and has been walking down smoothly despite seeing blood.

Onimaru stretched out his hand, put it on the bandage on Tsurumaru's shoulder, and took it away after a while.

Tsurumaru moved his shoulder, except for the inconvenience caused by the bandage, the pain from the original injury has disappeared.

And when Tsurumaru was happy that his wound was healed, it must be because Onimaru forgave him for making up his own mind, and at the same time he was a little nervous about how Onimaru knew about his injury, the few people who watched Onimaru was so shocked that he couldn't speak Basana looked at each other in blank dismay, hesitated for a long time, only Suzuki, who didn't know much about it, said in simple doubt——

"Master... have you been disguising your appearance?"