[Comprehensive Lord Demon Slayer: The Blade] The young master is a sewing specialist

I was woken up by the sound of the mechanism starting in the middle of the night.

At first I tried to pretend I didn't hear it, but the crackling and crackling in the back made it impossible for me to fall back asleep.

So I just got up from the bed, put on a haori, opened the window and roared: "Who the hell is doing something in the middle of the night! They don't let people sleep! Labor and capital are still in the growth period, after the growth period is over If you don’t reach 1.8 meters [-], you’re finished!!”

After the utterance, the lights in several rooms of Kongsang turned on, and I could see the appearance of the intruder clearly through the lights.

I easily recognized it from the pair of abnormal pupils and sharp canine teeth - it was a ghost.

Has Ghost Dance Tsuji Muchan already started making ghosts? !My heart tightened.

That ghost doesn't seem to have much human memory, and it doesn't have its own thinking and reason like the ones I saw in later generations.He stumbled and rushed all the way, relying entirely on his own recovery ability to not fall into the trap made by Tang Wule.

Tang Wule was also woken up.

As for whether he woke up because the organ was touched, or was woken up by my voice, it is up to the benevolent to see the wisdom of the wise.

"Wasn't he doing something in Diha?!" He kicked open the window and wanted to jump out, "Get over here and chase the arrow!"

"Wait, wait—" I rushed into his room and grabbed him, "Brother Tangjiabao, wait a moment, I remember what kind of poison you did in that institution, let's see which poison is right Does he work."

"Ah? If someone breaks in, why don't you shoot him first? Wait for him to get closer? Are you still a long-range guy?" Tang Wule gave me a disgusted look.

"I'm Qixiu, hello, I have sword shadow marks." I rolled my eyes, "If he dares to rush over, I dare to push him back."

So Tang Wule glanced at me noncommittally, and then gave up the plan of jumping directly and throwing a life-chasing arrow in his face.

Then Tang Wule saw the ghost.

"What the hell is this??" He was taken aback, "Did this person become a zombie or a corpse??"

"This is a ghost—" I explained to him in this way.

"So the only way to kill him is to behead him with your weapon? No wonder he didn't die after touching so many traps." Tang Wule said thoughtfully after listening.

"Although I don't know why he appeared here, but it seems that Guiwu Tsuji has too much blood, or he is crazy about cannibalism." I said, "Try your poison quickly, it will work Give me a recipe, if you want wisteria flowers, go directly to our yard and pick them up."

"This poking guy is afraid of wisteria?" Tang Wule raised his eyebrows.

"No, I'm afraid of the sun. I just hate wisteria flowers." I shook the two flower earrings with sun patterns on my ears.

"Hmm... I hate to explain that there are things in it that can cause harm to them." Tang Wule stroked my hair, "Since you can kill him, then it's yours. I'm going to sleep first."

After speaking, he grabbed my collar and threw it out of the window, and waved his hand when closing the window.

Then the light in his room went out.

I was dumbfounded.

He actually went to sleep! ! ! ! !Tang Wule, you idiot! ! !I haven't even taken off my dual swords yet! ! !

However, the ghost had already passed the last trap Tang Wule had set up, and rushed towards me.

I don't have a weapon in my hand, so I can only dodge his attack by relying on my little lightness kung fu.Fortunately, this irrational ghost didn't seem to have developed the various blood ghost techniques of the later generations, and only attacked with sharp claws and teeth, so I was able to hide smoothly, but for a while But there was nothing he could do about it.

Fortunately, the pot of meat next to my room is reliable.He touched my double swords from the cabinet next to my bed, and threw them down from the window: "Young master! Take the sword!"

"Thank you, Lao Guo—" I laughed out loud and jumped up. When I was about to lose momentum in mid-air, the two swords were still a little away from my hand.

The ghost on the ground had already squatted down and started to gather strength, and it looked as if it was about to jump up in mid-air and rush towards it.

How to do?

I took a deep breath, then gathered a mass of mixed spiritual power and internal power in my hand, and slammed down——

Because I don't know what to call that power, so I simply and rudely named it an energy group. Although it may be rough according to the current usage, I decided to use it as my three-type.

After all, I think I really need the method of staying in the air.

The energy ball directly hit the ground as I wished, and then exploded. The reaction force made me lift up again, just like the dragon horns that grew out of thin air on my forehead after a carp jumped over the dragon gate.

Three types of raw horns.

My hands touched the twin swords.

The two swords that had been tempered by the swordsmith for four years were held in my palms, and then I began to fall, and at the same time, the ghost jumped up with a jumping force that ordinary people could hardly achieve.

I adjusted my posture as I fell, so that when the ghost came up, I could face his pounce head-on.

Thanks to the flexibility brought by many years of dancing (whether he is practicing martial arts or dancing), I twisted my body in the air, put my foot on the ghost's shoulder, and then slammed down hard!

The ghost was stepped back to the ground by me from mid-air, and I used my strength to jump into the air again.

I joined the two swords together and chopped off from mid-air.In the case of superposition of inertia and gravity, I split it in half directly.

I turned over and landed on the ground.

The ghost is not dead yet.

Using both hands separately, he put his body back together again.In just a few breaths, the wound that I split from head to toe healed.He growled and jumped at me again.

I dodged the pounce sideways, slung one of the swords back to my waist, and took the other with both hands, taking the opportunity to cut off his head.

This ghost created by Onimai Tsuji Musan died under my sword.

Tang Wule pushed open the door of [Kong Sang], walked into the yard, leaned on a wisteria flower and looked at me.

"Why, don't you ask for information?" he said.

"Ask for information... It's not that I don't know who did it." I sneered, "By the way, your guest seems to have been taken away by an onmyoji. It is said that someone has seen him in Ping'an Jing."

Tang Wule's eyes lit up: "Oh, your inquiring speed is not bad! But you chose to say at this time...why, is there anything I can do for you?"

"[The poison that is also effective on ghosts] counts as the rent for your living here, and [the agency] counts as the medical expenses for saving you before." I put my two swords back and looked at Tang Wule who was touching his mask. Said, "The news of your guest is regarded as the friendship between fellow villagers, so next, let's talk about a deal."

"Oh?" Tang Wule put down his hands and stood in front of me, "Tell me about it."

"Your guest here is very famous—" I told him the news I had inquired in the past few days. The ability of your guest, so his life will definitely not be in danger."

"I agree with that." Tang Wule said, "And then?"

"People without certain strength can't take away your guest." I said, "Now the most famous onmyoji in Heian-kyo is Abe Seimei. Next is Kamo Hoken, Ashiya Michimitsu, and after that, Fujiwara Michijo and other ordinary onmyojis."

"So?" Tang Wule asked.

"Abe Seimei would not use such a method. Now even the monsters are very convinced of him, so Abe Seimei can be erased from the suspect list. Kamo Baoxian is Abe Seimei's senior brother, and these two people can be regarded as enemies. Friends, Kamo Baoxian absolutely disdains to use such means. That is to say," I paused, and then said, "The one who took away your guest is either Ashiya Michimitsu or Fujiwara Michizane."

"Can the range be narrowed?" Tang Wule touched his chin.Although I think he's just posing [beep——] otherwise, who would wear a mask and touch his chin...but we still have to talk about the business.

"Michimitsu Ashiya probably won't do it himself." I said, "He's a crooked guy, but he's good at talking. I think he might have persuaded Mr. Fujiwara to take your guest away."

"I see." Tang Wule nodded, "So, what is the deal you want to make?"

"I would like to ask your guest to do me a favor. Of course, I will ask for his permission." I touched my head. Since Tang Wule appeared, the system in my head has never shown up again. He spoke, and he didn't respond.

The system actually doesn't seem to be afraid of Tang Wule, but he is afraid of this guy who is covered in [Black Forest Butterfly Demon]'s breath and scales.

In other words, what the system is afraid of is Tang Wule's guest, my fellow poisonous brother.

Although I don't know what kind of existence Du Ge fellow is, so far, he will be my best hope to get rid of the system.

"Okay." Tang Wule agreed after thinking about it for a while.

The next morning, he hurried out of Kongsang's gate and headed towards Heianjing.