Can a thousand-handed heart be harvested to reap the wood tunnel?

"Hoo... cough... woo..."

My whole body was rigidly oppressed by the crushing gravity in a space filled with nothing but white. The repulsive and oppressive forces forced me to breathe heavily.

A familiar little girl squatted beside me, looked at it, and asked doubtfully, "Sister, I remember you just went out from here?"

I lay face down on the ground, covering my reddened eye sockets, and said in a low voice, "A little... let's be presumptuous."

Who knew that the tolerance of this world was so low that it directly excluded me.

Anyway, don't regret it.

After a while, I finally got used to the gravity and turned myself over with great effort.

Accompanied by the crackling sound of bones all over the body, I smoothly met the face of the little girl who was talking to me.

He smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, I wasted your time to lead me the way."

She shook her head when she heard the words, her beautiful pink eyes bent into two pairs of crescent moons: "It's nothing, I've been here all the time except to see my brother and it's boring, thank you sister for talking with me."

She touched my forehead with her small hand, and carefully wiped off the cold sweat and blood on my forehead.

"Sister, I saw it all—"

"Super-handsome!"

***

Here's the thing.

After the battle with the Time Retrograde Army in the wilderness, I feel that I have established a wonderful connection with this naginata.

It has nothing to do with the fact that I reported my name at the beginning. If I really want to say it, it should have started when the knife was on the verge of breaking several times, and I kept sharing my vitality with it.

In short, I obeyed its meaning and quietly followed the particularly friendly sword team.

A back door was found.

After all, it was the good intentions of others. I repaired on the spot until I was sure that my physical strength had recovered, and I found a splint to fix my fractured left hand. When I was ready, I stepped into that passage.

As soon as you enter, there is an extreme whiteness, a blank space with nothing.

At this time, it was too late for me to retreat, and when I looked around, it was completely white and the land was so clean.

That's when the little girl appeared.

A child who looks to be only eight or nine years old, with straight bangs, black and long straight hair, shoulder-length hair, looks obedient.

Look surprised I'm here.

"Hi sister, are you dead too?"

"Eh? Probably not, my memory is still complete." I heard this and thought about it seriously, and I was sure: "I should have passed through a door, and ended up getting lost here."

"Oh, that sister shouldn't be here," the little girl was startled, and hurriedly pulled me to run in one direction.

I carefully bent down to let the little girl not pull so hard, while listening to her explain to me in a low voice:

"This is the way for people to go to life after death. We and our mother are worried about my brother staying here."

"If my sister is not dead, it's better to leave here quickly, ah, go this way, go this way—"

"Huh--alright! It looks like it hasn't been discovered," she took a small breath, and said to me who was puzzled, "There will always be strange-looking knives and monsters in this place some time ago. hit it, and was quickly crushed by a transparent thing—"

The drawn-out voice was very cute, and the little girl looked at me worriedly with those pink eyes: "I can't pass until here, my sister can go out as long as you keep walking, be careful all the way. "

"Well," I silently remembered her words in my heart, and touched the little girl's head. The people in this world and the people on the other side have tacitly not exchanged names, so I will give her the blessings she wants to hear the most.

"Thank you, I wish your brother can live to be a hundred years old!"

The little girl's drawn out voice came from behind: "My sister must live well—"

As soon as you come out and land, it is a lively night pier.

This is obviously a port city with mixed foreign and Japanese winds.

Industrialization has already begun to take shape. On the road, you can see many women in kimonos, bowknots, and small parasols holding men in kimonos and western-style hats.

There are relatively few cars on the street, and there are many quaint Japanese-style buildings around. It is boldly speculated that it was before the Great Kanto Earthquake in Japan, that is, after 1912 and before 1923.

Taisho era in Japan.

Well, this time...

My dog ​​squatted in a blind spot where the light couldn't find it, couldn't help pinching the spots on the back of its neck, then turned to touch the big naginata on its back that was so scarred and invisible, and began to sincerely Worry about the next problem of food and accommodation.

When I was at a loss, I smelled a super strong stench.

If you describe it carefully, it should be a strong fishy smell wrapped in the smell of rotting meat soaked in blood.

The source of the smell is...

Enduring the pain of being fainted by Xun, I swept away, and fixed my sight on a large box carried by a dock worker.

It seems... a row of extremely ugly pots?

I gasped suddenly.

The world of this era is very unfriendly to me, an outsider, and the looming sense of repulsion makes my breathing seem a little labored.

It is not normal for the world consciousness to be so exclusive, but if it is said that this is a world where evil spirits are rampant, it is more reasonable.

Because it can no longer withstand more toss.

So, killing ghosts—can it be recognized by the world?

Just try it!

That ship is a passenger ship with a large population. If there is a real problem with this pot, if I leave it alone, I will definitely regret it in the future.

——Without the Sun Wheel Knife, it will be delayed until dawn.

I rushed.

Relying on light footsteps and body skills, and carrying a big naginata, I silently followed the moored passenger ship, waiting for the opportunity silently.

The moon was dark and the wind was high, the night was quiet, and the irrelevant personnel at the pier had almost dispersed. It was the right time to shine the sword.

Carefully touching the cracks on the knife surface, I quietly said, "Partner! We are about to go!"

"Om—" Up, up, up!

I flew up and kicked open the lid of the box without waiting for the next move. A mouth grew on the eyes, the eyes grew on the mouth, and a row of fish fins rested on the head. The alien murloc rushed out of one of the spouts while drooling.

"It smells so good—!"

The visual impact was too great, so I instinctively took another kick and kicked it out.

With ten percent force, the fence was kicked into a big hole, and the murloc was kicked off the deck and fell into the water.

As soon as I kicked it out, I realized it was not good.

No, he was reckless, and even kicked the aquatic enemy into the sea area where he is best at.

I looked at the sleeping passenger ship behind me, gritted my teeth, and jumped off the deck.

"It turned out to be the thin blood that came to your door——"

The murloc was grinning, and on the upside-down eyes on his forehead, "Shangxian" gleamed with blood. He licked his mouth excitedly, revealing "Wu" who was exuding blood in his oropharynx.

——Wu of Winding Strings, Jade Pot.

I breathed slowly amidst the constant warning buzzing of the naginata.

Bearing the weight of the world, trying to mobilize the few obedient chakras attached to the soles of my feet, I adjusted the landing from the air, and stood firmly on the sea.

Inhaling deeply, and exhaling again, the burning sensation on the back of my neck was extremely strong, and my eyes were completely transparent.

Unknown breath, unknown shape——

The naginata brought out a sharp flame.

The battle started on the sea of ​​night that no one knows.

The goldfish sprayed out a steady stream of poisonous needles, constantly blocking my attempt to get close.

Under the sea surface, there are giant octopuses waving their tentacles, and even the sea water under their feet is a trap.

"What's the matter, can't this work?" The murloc floated on the water and looked at me mockingly, "Then don't struggle, just let me eat it!"

I didn't answer, and stood vigilantly on the surface of the water not far from the murloc. Below is the treacherous sea. Is it a goldfish, an octopus, or a water prison?

The sea level increased too much for him, so he had to find a way...

I charged up all my strength and slapped the big naginata heavily to the surface of the sea.

Break this situation!

The shock wave spread rapidly in the liquid, and a row of huge dark waves soared into the sky under the night. I stepped on the waves and swooped down along the waves!

"铛—打——" a teeth-stinging voice sounded, and the cut surface of the naginata brushed against the hard fish scales, bringing out a large piece of broken scales.

One hit failed, I jumped sideways on the spot, dodged the poisonous needle on the face, and received another slash in the air——

"Crack!" The sound of the cervical spine being severed rang out clearly, and the naginata cut the sea surface along with the momentum, causing a large wave of water, and I jumped back under the cover of the waves.

It successfully avoided the first wave of sharp-toothed sticky fishes summoned by the angry murlocs.

No matter how rational I am, I still can't help feeling a little unwilling.

As long as there is a little orangutan scarlet on the knife, as long as there is a little!

The fight can be over.

The enraged murlocs unleashed all their vampiric techniques. When falling from high altitude, I clearly saw house-sized octopuses stretching out their soft and suction arms and feet, and the poisonous needles in the mouths of goldfishes. Gaining momentum, the surging water surface gradually formed cages one by one.

I can't even find a safe surface to descend to.

No, there is.

In the air, I waved the blade, swung myself, and smashed heavily at the ugly murloc with a snake-tailed body!

"Crack——" This time it was the sound of the skull breaking, and I judged it calmly.

Once again beheaded and retreated, I gradually began to feel helpless as I looked at the incompetent and furious Shangqiu.

The night is really long.

My physical strength can indeed support me until dawn, but the continuous attacks of aquatic creatures and the natural sea advantage make it really difficult.

I can't beat it to death, and it can't hit me. If it's exhausted like this, will he let me exhaust it until dawn?

Is there any way to make him unable to release these summons first, and then get close to him completely and break his hands and feet.

First, break his pot first.

His jug—where is it?

At this moment, the sound of pots being smashed came from the deck.

"Boom—" "Pingling——Pang—"

On the sea surface, dangerous aquatic creatures disappeared one by one.

The pale murloc was furious; "Who is it!!!"

opportunity!

I approached quickly, and the big naginata brushed across the sea, and under the faint light of the first quarter moon, there seemed to be a red light looming.

"Damn it!" Shangxian Wu looked at the murderous opponent. He obviously didn't have the blade of the sun blade, but he felt the fear of death for a moment. He directly gave up all the blood ghost summons to strengthen himself. "Blood Ghost Art: Killing Fish Scales!"

The smooth scales were exchanged for extremely high-speed jumps, so Yuhu couldn't help laughing triumphantly: "Hahahahaha, smelly girl, do you think it's that simple?"

"Oh?" I kicked the sea water excitedly, wanting to compare speed with me?

In the transparent world, all the traces of the fish scales can be traced. I stepped on the water splash behind me. I swung the knife to stick to the triumphant murloc, and aimed at the head again——

"Damn it!!!!"

Dawn, dark.

The sun still hadn't risen.

I looked at a looming figure on the deck, and then at the furious Yuhu that almost broke through my defense line repeatedly.

A decision was made.

Timing did not allow me to delay until dawn.

Let's take a gamble and see if talent is still favoring me.

I gave up the attack, stood motionless on the surface of the sea, and began to try hard, mobilizing the ultimate strength available to clenched the handle of the knife in my hand.

At this moment, even with uninterrupted deep breathing, my eyes still started to turn black due to lack of oxygen. I gritted my teeth, tried my best to get rid of distracting thoughts, and focused all my attention on my hands.

"Tick-tick-tick-"

The old wound on my left shoulder has burst open in the constant slashing, unstoppable blood dripped down my arm, soaked the handle of the knife, like a meandering line of blood, spread, spread to the surface of the knife, along the cracks , spread to the entire blade.

In an instant-

Great red light.

There was darkness in front of me, only a smear of paleness in front of me, and the ferocious murloc stretched out its ghostly hand dripping with venom to me.

I firmly planted on the surging water surface, raised the big naginata over my shoulders, and slashed down with all my might amidst its angry buzzing!

"drink--!"

A huge sun wheel lights up along the blade, rotates, and spreads——

The unbelievable face of the alien murloc was illuminated, and in his panic, it undoubtedly scratched his neck.

The sea breeze blows away the ashes slowly, and the oppression from the world lightens at the same time, and I slowly exhale with relief.

At dawn, the morning star was already bright. On the sea where the sun had not yet risen, facing the salty sea breeze, I looked back to the deck.

Behind the faint light, there is a person standing there.

White shirt, waistcoat, and an ill-fitting brown coat, even a little sloppy, he seemed to be a very ordinary man.

At dawn when everyone was supposed to be asleep, on the empty deck, only he woke up alone.

I silently took the rope he handed down and climbed onto the deck.

I don't know how much he saw the battle situation.

Anyway, thank you for your help...

"Thank you!" As a result, the man spoke first, with a strange accent, as if he was not a native of Japan, "There should be many such existences, thank you for everything you have done for people who know nothing."

Under this long series of respectful words, I suddenly shook my head a little cautiously, "It's not something to brag about, but I can do it, I want to do it, I should do it, so I just do it."

I'm not surprised that he can think of this, after all, being able to judge the pot without knowing anything is his weakness, this person's insight is not weak.

It was this peculiar accent that was really familiar, and I was thinking hard.

Moreover, he looks a little good-looking.

Where have I met this guy?

Using the light, I looked at this man carefully.

Black hair, black eyes, long hair, tired face, but bright eyes, this is the eyes of a person with a firm goal.

The eyes of this person... I have seen it in Mr. Hashirama before.

It's the eyes of a revolutionary.

I calmed down and withdrew my divergent thoughts: "I haven't thanked you for your help yet. Without you, I'm afraid I'm still fighting hard."

"What's the matter." The man laughed loudly, "In your words, I can do it, I want to do it, I should do it, and I will do it."

"I really didn't expect to see the sun in the darkness on the eve of returning to China." He turned his eyes to the dark west and said with emotion: "The reality is suffering, but there are always some people who are trying to save the sleeping people. Thank you for making me more happy." Firm on that."

"Go back...to the country...?" I was startled, and looked in the direction he was looking at, a dark west.

At this time, the pressure on his body suddenly increased, and he even began to have difficulty breathing, and there was a constant humming sound in his ears.

what happened……?

Why did this world, which was supposed to be open to me after I killed Yuhu, suddenly become more repulsive and oppressive to me?

Like, it's preventing me from continuing to engage with this person.

"Yeah!" The man in front of me seemed to be lost in his own thoughts, muttering in a low voice in my familiar mother tongue:

[For more than ten years, I first learned from Kang Liang, and then followed Zhongshan, devoted myself to the political revolution, traveled here and there, narrowly escaped death, but still achieved nothing. 】

He suddenly came back to his senses, smiled at me who was already sluggish, and explained lightly, "My motherland is in darkness. I have been in exile for these years, and it is time to go back. It is time to go back and find a new way to save the country. .”

The humming grew louder, and the world was sternly warning me not to touch history.

But who cares.

[Sir,] In the sight of tiny snowflakes, I spoke my mother tongue for the first time in a foreign land, [You, cough, cough...]

I stabilized my staggering steps, and a pair of literati's hands struggled to support me.

You really look up to me, how many times the gravity is this already?

Is that why you don't want me to talk?world--

In the body, white mist rises following my madness.

Using this as fuel, I gained the power of a short sentence:

[Go, take a look, Soviet...Soviet...Marx...]

The sound of bones breaking, and the pulling feeling that could tear me apart, I saw a blank space one second before my consciousness disappeared.