The mutual attraction of gravity and gravitation

Although he couldn't understand Zhongyuan Zhongye's choice, Yiwozuo continued to stay in the dojo to discuss martial arts with Zhongyuan Zhongye and exchange martial arts combat experience.

Occasionally, Yiwozuo would give advice to Zhongya Zhongyuan. To set up a dojo requires a standardized school. Like Zhongyuan Zhonghua, he does not pay attention to the school. It relies on the powerful fighting instinct of martial arts. There is no way for the dojo to recruit students.

During this period of time, it is not that no one wants to learn art in Zhongye's dojo in the Central Plains, but they are all dissuaded by his frenzied training and teaching methods that focus on actual combat and have basic requirements for their own physical fitness. Left full of resentment.

There are also hooligans who are attracted by the beautiful proprietress of the dojo, but they are also repelled one by one. They run the dojo without half of the disciples all day long and insist on not closing the dojo.

Yiwozuo was also happy that those weak people would not come to the dojo to annoy him, otherwise he might kill them first.

Nanase Zhenchun's assassination technique, he has only seen it when the dojo collapsed, and occasionally when the sun does not shine into the dojo during the day, she will discuss with Zhongyuan Zhongya the pure body technique without using blood ghost technique, Yiwozuo once I have seen it a few times and am amazed that such a small body can burst out with such a powerful force.

"Zhongye, I want to bid farewell to you." Yi Wozuo said with a calm smile, "During this period of time, I spent a lot of time fighting and improving my martial arts, and I had a great time."

Obviously he didn't leave this town to challenge other strong men or hunt the humans around him, but Yiwozuo still felt that he was constantly improving, and the blood of Wu Mi in his body hadn't weakened at all, but he could always hear it when he was in the dojo. A familiar but unfamiliar voice.

A healthy and cheerful man, a weak and gentle man, and the most likely to make him lose his mind...the timid and soft girl's voice.

Every time he heard that girl's voice, he would involuntarily raise his hand as if he wanted to wipe away tears for someone, as if he realized that there was actually no one around him.

"But now I have to leave here..." The master of the blood in his body, Oni Wu Tsuji, summoned him to go back. As the upper-string Sanyi Wozao, he must act as soon as possible. Saying goodbye to Nakahara Nakaya is already a selfish act that wastes time.

"I hope you still think about what I said..." Yi Wozuo stared at him deeply and seriously, "Become a real ghost, and only by mastering powerful power can you protect the person you want to protect."

"Then you keep getting stronger, who is the person you want to protect?" Zhong Yuan Zhong also asked calmly: "You only stick to fighting warriors, and you won't attack women, children and babies even if you are extremely hungry. Stick to your principles."

"Yiwozuo, your principle is not to eat women or kill women, so my principle is not to eat people." He shrugged and said relaxedly: "You and I both have red lines that cannot be touched, but the heights are different. "

So don't come to persuade him, he won't listen.

"I don't have anyone to protect, I just don't want to be bullied by the weak who are as disgusting as maggots." Yi Wozuo shook his head, he was still different from Zhong Yuan Zhong.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with you..." Zhongyuan Zhong also rubbed his hair and asked, "Don't wait for Zhenchun to come and say goodbye to her?"

"The time is urgent, I will set off at night." The best time to hurry is when the sky gets dark, and he must rush to the location of Lord Wu Mi as soon as possible.

After staying in the dojo for a long time, he would forget that night is the time when ghosts can really move freely.

……

In the shadowy corner of the house, weak crying mixed with intermittent chewing.

"What are you sad about?" The brisk and natural male voice said with a smile: "Didn't you say that living in this world is too painful, you can't bear the abuse and blame from your husband's family all day long, and you want to die sooner?"

With a carefree smile on his face, his face is handsome and kind, his hair is wearing a crown like a monk's head, and the words Kamizuru Er are engraved in his colorful eyes, and his tone is full of pity: "I am about to go to the world of bliss You should be happy to gain eternal life."

The long and narrow wound on her back made her cry weak and intermittent, "I, I want to die a hundred times...but, but not in the way of being eaten..."

A large amount of blood spread from under her body, pupils began to slack, and the look of panic and horror on her face could not be retracted. She watched the man in front of her eat the girl wearing the butterfly hair ornament and ruthlessly tore off her hand.

The mournful and painful cry made the butterfly chasing the evil spirits hold the knife in her hand tightly, and a large amount of air flowed into her mouth along with her inhalation. She rushed over and swung the sun wheel knife. With Ling Ran's aura, he attacked Tong Mo.

Holding the severed limb and jumping far away, Tong Mo said pleasantly, "Ah, she is a lovely girl."

Butterfly Chana Hui squatted down on one knee, fixed her eyes on Tong Mo, and put her hand on the injured woman lightly: "Are you okay? Please persevere, I will take you to the treatment."

The breathing of the woman whose arm was torn off became weaker and weaker. She curled the corners of her mouth with difficulty, and lost her breath before she could even speak.

"Oh, it's dead."

Tong Mo tapped her chin with the iron fan in her hand, and said with pity: "She has been abused by her husband for many years, and she doesn't want to live anymore. What you said just now made her die."

Butterfly Chanae closed her wide-open eyes, and clenched the sun blade in her hand: "So you just killed her?"

But what she wanted to say just now was obviously asking for help.


"Huh? Don't you understand? She was so mad at you that you said you would take her for treatment..." Tong Mo held his face, clear tears flowed from his colorful eyes, and sighed, "What a poor woman , was raped by her husband during her lifetime, and she cannot go to the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss after death.”

"A world of bliss?" Butterfly Chanae couldn't help frowning.

"It's the blissful world where I will be eaten and become one with me to obtain eternal life..." Tong Mo took out a butterfly hair ornament and said in surprise, "Is this child with you? The butterfly hair accessories are all the same."

The evil ghost's words were still stirring her nerves, "That's a very cute girl, in order to protect her, even if she was afraid and trembling, she slashed at me with a knife."

"The smell of the breath of flowers seems to really have a floral fragrance." He licked his lips, as if he was reminiscing and laughing.

It is a hair accessory only for girls of Butterfly House.

Butterfly Kanae suppressed the grief in her heart and swung a knife at him: "Are you deceiving yourself?"

How can people who are cruelly eaten by evil spirits feel happy and go to the so-called Paradise of Paradise? The pain in their eyes and their desire for life make Butterfly Kanae feel sad and sad.

Even though I understand that some ghosts are involuntary to become ghosts, it definitely does not include the winding ghost in front of me.

The gorgeous and icy lotus came rushing towards her face, carrying a icy aura and frosty cold, Tong Mo tilted her head and smiled innocently: "Deceive yourself? I'm saving them."

Since he was a child, he became the leader of the Bliss Cult of Eternal Bliss. He listened to the pain of countless congregants and could not be relieved. He believed that death was the fastest way to obtain liberation and redemption.

After becoming a ghost, he also focused on redeeming women who were suffering in life, listened to their inner pain and sorrow, and then relieved them with pity, swallowed every inch of their bodies, and let them be redeemed.

"That's amazing, are you the pillar of the Demon Slayer Squad?" The beautiful colorful eyes fell on Butterfly Chanae, and Tong Mo smiled as if admiring: "I haven't eaten the pillar of Breath of Flower yet."

Pillars that have never eaten the breath of flowers...

In her tone, she didn't pay attention to Zhu of the Ghost Killing Squad. She clenched the Sun Wheel Knife tightly and said solemnly, "How many years have you lived?"

Tong Mo was a little strange when she asked him, he smiled innocently: "Don't you all ask how many people ghosts have eaten?"

Although he didn't understand why she asked, but since she was a cute girl, he didn't mind answering: "Over 100 years? I can't count, girls eat a lot too."

With a long and endless life, how could a ghost care about how many years he lived.

Especially like the Shangxian ghost, which has not changed for more than 100 years. As the second most powerful ghost in the twelve ghost months, Tong Mo is far superior to ordinary ghosts in terms of talent and blood ghost skills. Even the strongest ghost in the ghost killing team Zhu is not in his eyes.

"I will come here because I know from a good friend that there is a lovely thin-blooded woman here..." Tong Mo was very interested and tapped his palm with an iron fan, "It sounds like a thin-blooded couple married to a ghost. Really fun."

Ghosts love to eat people, and they are most irresistible to thin blood. However, Nakahara Chuya and Nanase Masumi will live as husband and wife all the time, even resisting the instinct of ghosts to eat people for her.

Seeing this scene through Yiwozuo's eyes, Tong Mo couldn't restrain his curiosity to see it.

If it wasn't for Oni Wu Tsuji's rule that, except for calling the Twelve Oni Moons, ghosts are not allowed to stay in the same area on weekdays, he would have been unable to restrain his curiosity long ago.

Isn't it interesting that the ghosts who got rid of the control of the ghost king still possess powerful blood ghost skills and fighting power, and possess the love and pity of human beings without cannibalism?

So when he heard that Oni Wu Tsuji was summoned to Yiwoza, he couldn't wait to come to this remote small town.

As for the young women he met on the road, he just passed them and regarded him as the son of God, and poured out his inner pain and complaints to him. As the benevolent leader of the Bliss Cult, it is only natural to redeem the congregation, right?

"Is it true?" Butterfly Chanae couldn't help but whisper.

Thin blood and ghosts are married, the almost impossible existence is very close to the fact that she speculated at the beginning.

Could the thin blood in this ghost's mouth refer to Nanase Zhenchun?

"Do you know her too?" Tong Mo looked very pleasantly surprised, "She is a beautiful and lovely girl with pale blue hair, and she is so small, I think I will eat her without any waste."

As he said that, the constant smile on his face became deeper, and he turned his head to look at Butterfly Chanae's side: "It's a very mellow wine taste, if it wasn't too wasteful to take a bath with thin blood, I really Wanted to try that."

As a Kidoma, he also has his own hobbies, like a wine bath that uses wine to bathe. Unfortunately, Nanase Masumi is too small, even if all the blood is released, it is impossible to fill the bath pool.

"Who is the person in front?"

Nanase Masumi stopped in her tracks, raised her eyes to look at the blurred figure in the night.