Don't suffer the fate of Lao Tzu's family! [Master Ghost Extermination]

When the flame is not ignited, the blade is clear, like a lake frozen by low temperature in the cold winter months, quiet and cold.

I've seen my father's knife once before it wasn't mine.

When the flame on the knife body is not ignited, the beautiful blade body is as cold as winter and still water. When the flame is ignited, it changes from the silence and coldness before. Let down the embers, or there will be no rest.

The face of the man holding the knife remained piercingly cold.

……

When I arrived at the gate of the city lord's mansion with the son of the daimyo on my back, there was not even a guard in front of the gate of the mansion.

It was quiet in front of the door. The vermilion door was like the mouth of a monster in a fairy tale. The night wind blew up the hair on his forehead, and the summer insects who liked to sing in summer nights stopped their voices. Surprisingly silent.

The boy who had just landed rushed towards the door in a hurry, but I was caught off guard by the collar of his back jacket and pulled him back.

Like a knife gate for decapitation, the vermilion gate closed almost at the same time, and the wooden boards collided like tightly clenched teeth.

The teenager's head was just about to break off from his spine.

I tugged on the collar of the boy's back shirt, jumped back with all my strength, and dodged the door that was quickly moving forward. The grip changed to a pronated grip, and the clear blade drew a silver arc, and the door that was slammed against it was instantly torn apart.

There was a sudden mournful cry in the air.

"It hurts—it hurts—"

"How dare you... how dare you...!"

The body of the boy caught in my hand trembled visibly with the naked eye, and he stared blankly at the gate of his house.

"F, what happened??"

"Renewed awareness." I lifted the boy up and made him stand upright, "The ghost has assimilated your family into its own body with its own body."

Turning my gaze to the gate on the ground, I slowly said: "On the surface this is a gate, but in fact it has become a part of a ghost, probably teeth."

The boy's body suddenly trembled violently, and he looked at me suddenly: "Then my father..."

"Your father and everyone in the mansion are in the belly of this ghost." I changed him to an easy-to-understand phrase.

However, these words were like lightning from a sunny day, striking the young man's heart fiercely.

As if all the strength in his body had been sucked away, the young man fell to the ground, his voice could not stop trembling, and he kept murmuring: "How could this be...how could this be..."

After a while, I suddenly thought of something again, stood up abruptly, and looked at me almost crazily in my eyes, as if I had caught some life-saving straw.

"You have a way to save the people inside, right?" he yelled.

I frowned, just feeling troubled.

……

Meddling will often cause a lot of trouble. For example, now, after saving a kid, I have to save the kid's family.

There is no way, whether it is a ninja or a ghost hunter, which one is destined to be a troublesome business.

I told the boy that I cannot decide whether the people in the mansion will be saved or not, it depends on the digestion speed of the ghost's stomach.

A person who enters a ghost's stomach is like food that enters a human's stomach. Theoretically speaking, it is hopeless, but to change the way of thinking, if those people are still alive in their current state, then before they are digested by the ghost, kill those people. Only ghosts or let them leave the ghost's belly, maybe there is something.

After hearing this, the kid was about to run in to find his father on the spot, but I dragged him back.

"Your few ounces of meat are not enough to feed the ghost." I looked at the little ghost who was suddenly pulled by my back collar and fell to the ground with disgust.

"Try to keep people away from here, the farther away the better." I loosened the collar of the kid, "I'll go in, understand?"

The little ghost sat on the ground still with a bewildered expression.

What a hassle.

……

At the moment of entering the passageway, the strong wind blows towards the face with a strong stench. The lamps on both sides of the passageway dance with candles being torn by the strong wind. Breathing, like a howling wind.

The gust of wind stopped suddenly, and the sound in my ears was like water flowing, or some creature wriggling.

I stopped my forward steps, took a step with my left foot and fixed it in place, stepped back, lowered my center of gravity, and took off.

The body jumped into the air, and at the same time, the stone bricks inlaid on the floor where it was standing at first were turned over, and the tentacles pushing away the stone bricks were like snakes stretching out their bodies. Unlike snakes, it has no skin and is exposed There are dark blood vessels on the muscles of his body, densely covered with tendons and fascia-like tissues, constantly wriggling like molluscs.

Under the illumination of the lights, it is extraordinarily clear and eye-catching.

So disgusting.

Super disgusting.

There is really no need for supper, I would rather go back with an empty stomach.

The tentacles coming from the top of the ground began to wriggle violently, perhaps because of the absence of skin, the sound made when the muscles rubbed against each other was sticky and thick, and after locking on to the target, it came in diameter at an extremely fast speed like an assaulting snake , the flesh-red color at the front end suddenly cracked, and a crack opened suddenly, exposing the white teeth and flesh-colored gums.

Moments later, blood gushed out from the split wound, and the bones broke. I stepped on the severed wreckage and jumped up again. Without accident, the feeling of stepping on it was like stepping on rain-soaked mud. of.

How much the mansion has been assimilated, and how many people are still alive, I don't know yet.

There are no windows in the tunnel, and the moment the wind stops means that the ghost has closed the door to the outside world, that is to say, there is no air circulation, and large-scale fire escape ninjutsu cannot be used indiscriminately in the corridor, even ordinary fire escape ninjutsu. I did it with caution, the oxygen in the tunnel was burned out, and I was the one who died.

Moreover, performing large-scale ninjutsu in such a small place will also affect the performer.

Waiting until dawn doesn't work.

This ghost assimilated the interior of the city lord's mansion, but never assimilated the exterior, because it wants to use the unassimilated exterior as its own protective shell, as long as it is the part of the ghost, no matter how tough it is, the part exposed to the sun For a moment, there is only one ending of being burned to ashes.

This shell exists to block the sunlight, otherwise the city lord's mansion would have been burned to ashes long ago after being exposed to the sun for so many days.

Besides, the people in the city lord's mansion will definitely not last until dawn.

Kind of tricky.

The handle of the knife turned around in his hand, cutting off the sneak attacking tentacles, blood splashed in the air, and the bloody eyes reflected the dark intersection ahead.

I thought of Ghost Dance Tsuji Wumi, who was nowhere to be seen, and Jiguo Yansheng, and I felt bad.

Time is running out, so hurry up and solve it.

The easiest and rude way to play maze games is to go straight, and if there is no intersection ahead, open one for him.

I put the knife back into the scabbard at my waist, clenched my right hand into a fist and hammered it into the palm of my left hand, took a step back, leaned forward, and suddenly exerted force on my forward foot. Then the slate inlaid on the ground was turned out.

Stepping up, swinging a fist, the moment the punch was about to hit, the wall in front of him was torn apart, and the shattered stones fell crashing down. Before all the stones fell, chakras condensed on the soles of the feet, and the shadow flickered, I had already disappeared into the spot, the wall in front of me collapsed suddenly, and at an extremely fast speed, I was tearing down the wall as I moved forward.

The Uzumaki Clan's strange power is really useful in demolition. I didn't become a teacher at Ninja Academy after I retired early. Maybe I can join the Konoha Demolition Brigade.

I muttered, ignoring the tentacles chasing after me, they couldn't keep up with me anyway.

This ghost was obviously in a hurry. The stone bricks on the soles of its feet were constantly pushed away, like an octopus stretching out its tentacles. I rushed over in the form of shocks from various angles.

Ahh, did you realize that?

If I disassemble it like this, even if I am killed before dawn, it will not escape being burned to ashes by the sun.

After there were more tentacles rushing sideways than the diameter, I pulled out the knife at my waist and slammed it hard with the back of the knife. The drawn out tentacles collided head-on with the tentacles stretched out from behind, and the open mouth in the front part The sharp teeth pierced the muscles of the other tentacle, and the blood flowing out of the wound seemed to be in a fountain.

Doesn't look very smart.

The two tentacles stuck together and smashed hard at the tentacles that were chasing after them. In the narrow corridor, the tentacles were like dominoes and smashed backwards.

I put the knife back in its sheath, turned and continued tearing down the wall.

Destroying the walls all the way and moving at high speed, I found the survivors in the side hall of the city lord's mansion, and at the same time I found the ghost's head.

If he was right, the ghost's head should be in the main hall of the city.

This ghost is very good at hiding its emotions, the closer it gets to the ghost's head, the stronger the ghost's reaction is, the whole side hall trembles, and the gray walls fall.

Stretching out five fingers, blue flames ignited at the fingertips, I slapped the ground, "Uchiha Flame Formation."

The chakra in the palm extended along the surroundings, burning violently along the extended chakra, the red karmic fire rose from the bottom, hit the roof of the side hall, like a spear pointing to the sky, the wooden roof At the moment of contact with the fire, it was stained with red flames, the roof was burned, and the red karmic fire extended to the sky.

"This is... Onmyoji?" The old retainer murmured.

I:"……"

Onmyoji is just yin and yang.

As long as you are happy, old man.

No, this old man is not as old as me!

Without the sky covered by the roof, the night sky above was silent and empty. In the whole night sky, the first quarter moon was cold and lonely.

I maintained the posture of slapping my hands on the ground, and expanded the range of the array technique to the entire mansion. The flames constantly burning from the ground spread towards the surroundings. There is a certain smell of roasted meat, and it seems to be mushy.

I squatted on the ground and sighed, and decided not to eat barbecue for the time being, but to eat boiled meat.

"Ahhh-"

A very familiar cry sounded in the air again.

"It hurts—it hurts—"

"My lord—my lord—"

The head is in the main hall.

I squinted my eyes, and the strange posture of the main hall in my line of sight made me speechless. A house was howling and writhing. Maybe this picture was so weird, such anthropomorphic movements that I The people behind also fell silent.

"My lord—my lord will not let you go—"

The hysterical howling of ghosts resounded in the night sky.

Generally speaking, the swordsmen of the ghost killing team slay evil spirits from the outside to the inside, but I do it from the inside to the outside. Obviously, the latter kind of damage is more harmful to ghosts, the internal organs are destroyed, and the bones are destroyed. Cut off with a round knife.

Then end your suffering.

The sticky sound sounded again, and the tentacles in all directions protruded out again.

The eyes were covered with blood, and the three hook jades turned out and connected, and the complicated and magnificent textures were connected, and I moved my lips.

"Susanoh."

Chakra boiled in an instant, dark blue flames rolled in the air, and the sound of crackling sounded in the air. Chakra took shape, ribs protruded, and then scapula, humerus, ulna, and radius.

Karakala——

The air is filled with the sound of bones moving, and the final shape is the hand bones, the five fingers are spread out, and the chakra in the palm is compressed and rotated into hook jade.

"Eight-foot Qionggou jade."

The air flow speed suddenly accelerated, the wind was torn, and the sound was like tearing cloth.

Wrapped in a gust of wind, the shaped Gouyu was thrown out, the strong wind tore the ghost's muscles, and in the dark night where the blood splattered, the dark white spine was exposed, with a sound of 'Dang—', it was thrown out together with the Gouyu The sun wheel knife penetrated the Oni's spine.

The hysterical howling of ghosts enveloped the whole city this time.

As soon as I tiptoed, my whole body was ejected like a cannonball, and I held the handle of the knife again while the ghost screamed.

The flame on the knife ignited, rippling in a beautiful arc in the night sky, pulling out a bright line of fire.

The author has something to say:

The author has something to say:

Rolling duel.

The ghost cut it, and the knife was damaged.

The song sauce who is still taking off at a young age reminds me of Banban who is still taking off at a young age. When it comes to making troubles, Uchiha is regardless of age. He is a Uchiha and he can make things happen. .

Knife blacksmith who knew the reason: I have never seen someone who uses knives like you. How dare you just throw my knives out like this. Die you! !

Song: ...Sorry! [I don't think there is any problem, ninjas use knives like this. 】

Song: What a hassle. [I can understand the feelings of the Nara family a little bit. 】

In the next chapter, Boss Scraps is about to suffer from Susano.