As we all know, winding zero is a human being

Three people left and two ghosts came back. Yoshiwara in Edo is still as prosperous and prosperous, but no one knows that Xinzo, a beautiful girl with long silver-white hair, once had a name that flourished in winter.

It seems that it is not uncommon to become an oiran with such a gorgeous appearance, and each flower name flows in the river called time.

The time in the outside world suddenly sped up, only Yoshihara seemed to be forgotten.

"Zheng-"

The round and bright strings sounded in the quiet room, and the famous girl oiran didn't show any surprise at the sudden change of environment, on the contrary, there was only some kind of special excitement in her golden pupils.

Thousands of lights were burning in the dim city, and besides her, a few figures standing or standing in this infinitely treacherous city also appeared one after another.

And on the most open four-corner platform, it seemed that a bloody battle had just ended.

Frozen lotus flowers and prisms stood there as if growing out of the floor. The leader of the Bliss Sect was holding a blood-stained golden fan with a smile in one hand, and seemed to be playing with something in the other.

In front of him, his body was supported by one knee and he was held in place by vines and icicles, unable to move. Yiwozuo, who was gnashing his teeth, stared at the half-shattered ice sculpture of a girl in front of him with empty eye sockets. Recover from the end of the battle.

The object in Tong Mo's hand was also solved. It was the eyeball of Yiwozuo with the word "弍" engraved on it.

"Oh, I forgot to unlock the blood ghost technique—I'm so sorry, Your Excellency Yiwozuo~" After seeing the other figures of Shangxian Guiyue, Tong Mo waved it harmlessly as if thinking of something. fan.

The hard ice immediately began to melt gradually, and the dripping water stains mixed with the blood stains on the dark floor.

Before the ice cube melted completely, Yiwozuo, who was missing one eye, burst out of the ice. The moment he was able to move, he swung his fist. The piercing sound showed that he obviously didn't want to keep his hand. It was a blow with all its strength.

But Tong Mo in front of him just turned his body, stood on tiptoe and stepped lightly, and landed on the covered bridge in mid-air.

Tong Mo seemed to be very surprised and said: "Your Excellency Yiwozuo, you have already lost. It seems a bit illegal to make a move at this time?"

Yi Wozuo ignored him, and as always did not want to answer what he said.

But Tong Mo is the kind of guy who can continue the conversation by himself: "Well, but it's not a problem~ After all, your ranking will be lowered. I can understand if you want to vent. ?”

There was nothing wrong with what he said at first, and the young lady oiran nodded as if agreeing.

It was the veins on Yiwozuo's forehead that popped up again.

"Hi~little girl~" Tong Mo walked up to the girl Hua Kui and greeted her, "Wait a minute and let your brother come out together? After all, this is a big event."

"Cut." The girl Oiran muttered, and impatiently raised her sleeves, "Okay, I know... Are you really sure that you won the fight?"

Tong Mo took the golden fan and tapped her bun gently: "Does Xiao Luo Ji have so little confidence in me? I'm so sad~"

The girl oiran named Luo Ji turned her head in displeasure, seeing the look in her eyes.

For a moment, Tong Mo's protracted voice echoed throughout the Infinite City, and suddenly a head poked out from a beautiful pot placed in it, with a strange facial expression on a face with strange colors and misaligned features: "Yi Wo Zuo really lost to Tong Mo..."

The old man huddled in the shadow of the jug couldn't help but nodded in agreement: "Terrible, terrible."

While they were interacting, Hei Si Mou just leaned against the beam and watched everything.

Maybe this is because the emotions of ghosts and ghosts are not connected. Hei Si Mou and Yi Wo Zuo only feel that they are noisy.

There was another stringed sound, and after the lingering sound dissipated, the Infinite City did not suddenly quiet down.

The shoji doors of the Japanese room opened one after another, and with a short sound, Onimai Tsuji approached step by step with no expression on his face.

It's not sure whether Wu Mi just came back from outside the Infinite City or if he made such a trip on purpose, and he already knew the result of the transposition bloody battle in the Infinite City.

Plum red eyes scanned the crowd, and he set his sights on the dwarf-like old man: "Half-day dog."

The third of the upper strings whose name was called trembled, and there was a hint of weeping in the pupilless eyes that seemed to be rolling their eyes.

"Tong Mojin is the top leader," Wuyou paused after reading the name that he still disliked very much, "Yiwozuo is downgraded to the top three, do you want to challenge him?"

"Yi——" the dog buried his head very low for a long time, and didn't dare to look at Yiwozuo, let alone the ancestor of ghosts who stood tall and high, "I dare not, dare not challenge Lord Yiwozuo."

As if he was talking about something extremely terrifying, the timidity he showed made Yi Wozuo frown.

Without winding up and saying nothing, this matter seems to have been settled as if the dust had settled.

Guiwu Tsuji Wucan snapped his fingers, and Heishi Mou looked at the words in Shangxian's eyes under him, and then there was a change.

Yuhu looked around and seemed to find something wrong: "Didn't the Shangxian Wu come to participate in the discussion? Are you really rude?"

"Shangxian Wu died at the hands of the Ghost Killing Team. You were really careless." Tong Mo sat on his knees and looked at Yuhu, his eyebrows curved as if worried, "Hey, Your Excellency Yuhu is now Shangxian. It's time for you, can you be more careful?"

Yuhu: "..."

Hi, bad luck!

After listening to Yuhu's words, Hei Si Mou scanned the surrounding area: "Master Wu Mi...Do you need to summon the One of the Lower String...to fill the vacancy in the Land of the Upper String...?"

"You don't have to worry about that, Your Excellency Hei Si Mou!" Tong Mo seemed to think that he was a social butterfly, and just after the chat over there, he picked up Hei Si Mou's words, "I have chosen to take my place before. The candidates have been chosen, and once the battle is won, I will call Miss Pipa to bring them here?"

Hei Si Mou looked up at him six times: "...they?"

At this time, Wu Mi, who seemed to have a good temper and let them finish their chat, tapped his fingers on the railing: "Quiet."

The crowd was silent, and Yuhu, who was the leader of the chat, was also muttering in his heart why Mr. Wu Mi was in such a good mood today.

He also wanted to feel the fear that Mr. Wu Mi brought him.

Tong Mo raised his head and was still smiling, while the sound of two footsteps approached slowly from a distance.

As soon as Luo Ji, who was walking in the front, raised Shangxian Guiyue's average appearance, the silent young man who fell behind her pulled her back.

Two more ghosts came out of such a strange pair. Apart from Tong Mo who recommended them and Hei Simou who was calm like water, the other Shang Xian inevitably had different thoughts.

"Master Wu Mi—" Luo Ji didn't seem to know much about etiquette and upbringing, and she ran over with respect and respect for the ancestor of ghosts.

The winding belt of Wufu was very long, and the streamer wrapped around her seemed to be alive and swirling in the air.

"Master Wu Mi, the pillar that killed the original Shangxian Wu has been killed by me and my brother!"

She hurriedly showed off her achievements like a small animal, and Wu Mi looked down at their siblings, and the words "Shangxian Land" in their eyes also showed his unpredictable thoughts.

Yuhu was still protesting that that guy should be called Yuan Shangxian Zhilu, but Tong Mo looked at the two brothers and sisters standing beside him, and said somewhat angrily: "Eh? Is Futaro so powerful? Why don’t you tell me about such a big event?”

Luo Ji glanced at him impatiently, and after being successfully promoted to Shangxian, she seemed to be ignoring Tong Mo: "It's not a woman, you're not interested, are you?"

The prostitute Taro helped her with the follow-up: "Master Tong Mo... I don't know who taught Xiaomei, please don't blame me."

Tong Mo waved his fan and sighed with a playful smile: "It's really exactly the same as him... er...?"

As if trying to dispel the unprovoked rumors that the ancestor of the demon seemed to be in a good mood today, the head of the new Kausouzhishi rolled to the ground, and the tatami was stained with a new color of blood.

Even if Tong Mo fell into the abyss of Infinite City, no one dared to move. Tong Mo also recovered from his injuries from time to time, and shook his golden fan to cover his eyes: "Hey...Master Wu Mi, please calm down."

Clapping his hands as if he had done an insignificant thing, the ancestor of the ghost who didn't show any expression to Tong Mo closed his eyes slightly, and Naruto who received the order understood and sent the upper strings away from the infinite city one by one.

The prostitutes Taro and Luo Ji who remained at the end did not leave, and Wu Mi waved at them.

The prostitute Taro and Luo Ji glanced at each other subconsciously. The young man with his bare upper body only wrapped in bandages was a bit cautious, while the young girl Huakuan was much more relaxed than her brother.

Three steps at a time and two steps towards the side of the ancestor of ghosts, Luo Ji carefully lay on his lap and looked up at Wu Mi's gesture, the obsession and excitement in her eyes could not be concealed at all: "Wu Mi grown ups!"

"Luo Ji." Carelessly lifted Luo Ji's cheek with her fingertips, Wu Mi set her eyes on the blooming red plum tattoo on her face, and said to her like a warning, "Don't think that going to the winding string is the end, In the future, you will eat more people and kill those pillars of the Ghost Killing Squad, do you understand?"

"Yeah!" Luo Ji responded again and again, she wanted to nod, but felt that Wu Mi's fingers hadn't left yet, so she restrained herself.

Wu Mi looked at the prostitute Taro again: "You are the brain among the brothers and sisters, you know what to do?"

The prostitute Taro bowed his head and said respectfully: "Yes."

"Tell me, which pillar did you kill?" Wu Mi was not interested in the humans who had been killed by the ghost killing team at first, but when he saw the way Luo Ji looked at him, he paused for a moment. asked flatly.

"The breath of water used, it must be a water column!" Luo Ji thought for a while and took out something from the ribbon around her, Wu Can only glanced at it, and her eyes froze slightly.

He took the fox-like mask wrapped with a red string, and heard Luo Ji still say: "It's so ugly, I don't know what the Ghost Slayer Squad's aesthetic is, many guys like to wear this thing over the years... "

She stopped before she finished speaking, because Wu Mi lightly pushed back the silver-white hair on her forehead, and then put the mask on her head.

"Master Wu Mi..." Luo Ji listened to Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi's whispered instructions in her ear, and finally just nodded in response.

Back in Yoshihara's room, Taro the prostitute was not in a hurry to go back. He looked at his sister's mixed expression, and asked kindly, "Why this expression? Who made you angry again?"

"No, it's not!" Luo Ji came back to her senses, and after telling her elder brother the instructions of the ancestor of ghosts, her face became more irritated and puzzled, "My lord Wu Mi finally...why did you call it wrong?" my name?!"

Of course she didn't dare to blame the ancestor of ghosts: "Xiaomei...Xiaomei! It sounds like a girl's name!"

Taro the prostitute: "...?"

He felt that this topic was obviously a bit dangerous, and it shouldn't be something they could discuss.

It's just that the name turned around in his heart, inexplicably making the prostitute Taro feel a faint warmth flowing through the bottom of his heart.

It's a nice name.

How beautiful are the red plums in full bloom under the warm winter sun.