Sauichiro: rebuilding Ashina from the obliteration of the pillar

Chapter 109 You Can Pretend To Be Someone Else?

The head of the potter's wheel is a Twelve Ghost Moon who is very old but has very little qualifications.

For so many years, he never went to big cities, and he always avoided confrontation with the ghost killing team. He even ran away when he saw a person holding a sun wheel knife from a distance. The known edge exists.

However, such a low-key ghost has a very famous name in folk monster legends, called Flying Head Man.

In the stories passed down by word of mouth, at night, the Flying Head Man stretches out his soft and boneless neck like a snake far, far away, silently attacking sleeping humans in the surrounding rooms, sucking them The blood in the neck will bring back the head that went away at dawn.

Even the first ghost of the potter's wheel has to admit that the common people's summary of his predation methods is quite accurate.

After becoming a ghost, he has been living in disguise as a human being, not wanting to attract attention, so he only sucks human blood, which is less harmful to humans.

But also because of this reason, he was not strong enough, and was even arrested by the samurai at one time, and was forced to perform "talent" in a place similar to Yoshihara.

However, in order to make his neck stretch longer to attract more guests, those warriors slaughtered the local people to feed him, which made him really taste the taste of human flesh.Because of this incident, he has been terrified of humans all the time, thinking that they are more terrifying existences than ghosts.

However, in retrospect, it was already a matter of the Edo period.

No matter how weak a ghost is, as long as it has food, it can evolve.Now, what he can retract freely like a rope is not just his own neck.

"Gah-"

In the quiet dense forest, a slender arm protruding from nowhere grabbed a thick branch and held it tightly.Then the tense arm suddenly contracted, and was quickly covered by the wide sleeves—the body that was the head of the pulley was also pulled over.

His way of moving is very similar to Genichiro's when using the hook lock.

But if there is any difference, it is that the "hook rope" at the head of the potter's wheel is much longer, with an effective capture range of 40 meters (about the length of two six-story residential buildings stacked together), and the shrinkage speed is faster , which takes almost less than a second.

In conversion, his explosive speed on the move is as high as 144 kilometers per hour.This means that if he tries to run or give chase through the woodland, there is very little that can catch him or get rid of him.

In terms of the speed of escape, only Boss Scrap can match him in the whole ghost world.

In this operation, Lei was responsible for scouting the terrain with little spiders, searching for ghosts, and dividing food with blood ghosts, and he was responsible for catching those fleeing ghosts. Only then.

"Well, I remember the fifth of the last string, it should point in this direction..."

The potter's wheel stood on the branch of the tree and looked around carefully, muttering softly while observing the traces on the ground.

"I haven't eaten a ghost for at least half a year. How can I run so fast? Could it be that these guys are still developing an intelligence network in the rattan mat mountain?"

After saying that, his neck clicked and made a strange sound like dislocation, and it suddenly grew upwards like a bamboo shoot accelerated a thousand times, but the weak and boneless neck looked more like a crooked strange snake, and Not a giraffe.

The rising head of the potter's wheel shattered the pine branches blocking the way, and rushed high into the sky like black fireworks, and did not stop until the limit distance.

His current height is more than twice as tall as the tallest pine tree in this area. Under the bright moonlight, he looks like a hairtail fish suspended in mid-air, or a thin birch tree suffering from gigantism .

But as the saying goes, stand tall and see far.He is now a slender watchtower and searchlight.

The pulley head stretched his neck to the extreme, carefully observed the direction that tired before, his eyes looked around like a telescope, his nose twitched slightly, analyzing all the rising odor molecules, his ears trembled slightly, feeling the All sounds other than the collision of pine needles, greedily feel everything around with my five senses.

Soon, his ears stopped moving suddenly.

Without him, in that direction, not more than one kilometer away from here, suddenly there was a clear and pleasant sound of metal collisions, extremely subtle, but still transmitted by the air.

If he was still in the forest below, he would never be able to hear this extremely weak sound.

It didn't look like a weapon, but the short sound of some kind of small musical instrument.

The eyes of the head of the potter's wheel stared there, and he grinned, "Whether it's the three ghosts or not, there should be something! Maybe we can meet a human who is alone."

As he spoke, his slender neck fell down like a mast blown off by the wind, and he bit the top of a pine tree with his teeth. His body followed closely like a loose rubber band, and then he moved towards the target direction Fly away.

After twenty times of flying through the forest, the potter's wheel head had already seen the target he was looking for, but the scene made him feel a little creepy——

Three skinny little ghosts were crouching next to a huge pine tree, hugging its roots and gnawing desperately.There was a strong look of longing in their eyes, as if the pine tree was a peerless delicacy, and they didn't even know that the loose teeth fell out, and a lot of blood flowed from their mouths, but this still couldn't stop them from enjoying the fundamental food. Taste that doesn't exist.

Seeing this scene, the already cowardly pulley felt his scalp go numb, and he didn't understand what happened to these ghosts.

He quickly stretched out his hands, wanting to make a quick decision, capture these three guys, and return to the very powerful Xia Wu.

At this moment, the soft sound he heard before suddenly reappeared, and a short metal collision sound like a twittering bird's song broke into his ears, rushed into his mind without consent, and the ghost That too simple brain messed up.

The next moment, what he saw changed.The pine tree that was originally hugged and gnawed by the three miscellaneous fish ghosts turned into a plump and juicy human being in the blink of an eye, and of the three ghosts, one gnawed on the human thigh, and the other two were on the fattest part. There was a big hole in his stomach.

The most peculiar thing is that the fat human like a sumo wrestler did not die, but with a reliable smile on his face, like the Maitreya Buddha enshrined in the Temple of Heavenly Kings, waving at him gently, as if Invite him over for dinner.

"How is this going?"

The original memory of the pine tree disappeared, as if the only one who was here in the first place was this fat human being.

However, the kind smile of the other party conflicted with his fear and fear of human beings.The fact that the other party was still alive didn't make him feel any weirdness.

"No, how can there be such a good person in the world?"

As soon as this thought appeared, everything in his field of vision fluctuated like a splash, as if everything was an illusion.

At the same time, Madame Butterfly, who was tapping the special kunai repeatedly, frowned, "This ghost is resisting my illusion. He doesn't seem to believe the scene I showed. There must be a fork somewhere."

"It seems that to deal with ghosts of this level, it is still a little bit reluctant to use only sound as an illusion medium."

After finishing speaking, she abruptly thrust the slender kunai into the temple of the head of the pulley.

"Since you can't conjure up the things he desires, you can only conjure up the things he fears."

I don't know how Madame Butterfly is going to operate it. The vision of the potter's wheel is stable again, and the big fat man transformed by the pine tree becomes blurred, and gradually becomes a beautiful woman in a foreign dress with a pair of red glass eyes.

And those three ghosts, who were feasting on food, also became servants who beat and massaged the woman's legs.

Undoubtedly, that cold and ruthless face is really what it looked like when he saw Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi a few hours ago!
"Big...adult..."

The black hand of fear suddenly grabbed the heart of the potter's wheel!

Kunai's potter's head was stuck in his temple, and he suddenly knelt on the ground like a collapsed building, pressing his head on the ground and motionless.

Apart from hallucinations, Genichiro's eyes lit up when he saw the changes in the movements of the potter's wheel.

Although he didn't know what the potter's wheel saw, he could guess it.

"Did he see Ghost Dance Tsuji Mumi?"

Madame Butterfly's eyes were also closed, and she was linking to the spiritual world of the potter's head through Kunai, she nodded in surprise, "It should be right, this ghost is extremely frightened by this woman who suddenly appeared. It was a Red-eyed woman, very...very beautiful."

[Red eyes, beautiful... It is exactly in line with what Sick Ye said before, the formal dress that Guiwu Tsuji Wuchan likes. 】

"Madame Butterfly," Genichiro became excited, "If the illusion stops, will you still remember the appearance of that woman?"

If it works, then the tender white branches that he hasn't used all this time will be of great use.If you, Gui Wu Tsuji, can become someone else, can't I become you?
"This is a very memorable face." Madame Butterfly nodded and said, "If you want, I can show you what she looks like directly through illusion."

"We'll talk about that later."

Xianichiro looked at the potter's wheel with cold sweat dripping in the dirt, and arranged for Madame Butterfly, "Ask him, why did they come to the vines to attack the mountain and eat these ordinary ghosts?"

And in the hallucinatory space of the head of the potter's wheel, the aloof Oni Wu Tsuji Wuchan spoke.

"Tell me, what are you going to do when I tell you to go to Fuji Mountain?"

These are not the original words of Madame Butterfly, but have been processed by the potter's head of the impression of Oni Wu Tsuji, so when "Oni Wu Tsuji Wu Mi" spoke, it was entirely her own tone and movements.

The incomparable contempt, the deep-seated cruelty and the unconcealable self-righteousness made Madame Butterfly, who was watching all this, secretly startled.

The potter's head rationalized by the hallucinations had no doubt at all why Onimai Tsuji asked such a question, he didn't even dare to lift his head, so he answered the question.

"You said that it is to prevent the Demon Killing Team from obtaining evidence...to prove the existence of ghosts, and to make Peilang stronger by the way. Therefore, we must clean up the ghosts in Fujishiyama, and next, the ghosts all over Japan... ..."

Genichiro's eyebrows were lowered, and this answer revealed very important information.

【Prevent the ghost killing team from obtaining evidence to prove the existence of ghosts? 】

[Is it evidence presented to the government? 】

[What is the relationship between Ghost Dance Tsuji and them. 】

[There is also Peilang... is it another string? 】

In the hallucination of the head of the pulley, Guiwu Tsuji was silent for a long time before asking again: "Then how is the task I entrusted to you done now?"

"Hui, Master Hui, I and the fifth of the lower strings have already caught sixteen ghosts, but that guy Peilang just ate five."

The potter's head shrank and replied, "I estimate that tonight he can at most kill half of the ghosts in the mountain, and the rest will have to be locked up in his house by that guy named Xiang Kai. "

[Wait, the last five? 】

Genichiro remembered the conversation with sick leaves last time.

[I remember that guy said that the fifth of the lower strings seems to be particularly favored by Oni Wu Tsuji, and it is also the strongest one among the lower strings...]

【And from what the third of the lower strings said, the ghosts who came to Fujishishan this time are not only three lower strings, but also a guy named Xiang Kai? 】

[And that guy actually has a house? 】

So, he asked Madame Butterfly to ask some questions about the other ghosts. In order not to wake them up from the hallucinations, he did not touch any questions that would easily destroy the authenticity of the hallucinations.

But it's a pity that the third of the lower strings, named the first of the potter's wheel, only knows that Pei Lang has collected a large number of modern firearms unique to humans, but he is not clear about the abilities of the fifth of the lower strings.

Finally, he asked Madame Butterfly: "How many ghosts like this can you control at a time?"

The last five, who was treated specially by Wuyou, might know more.Compared with the precious information, it doesn't matter if the skill points are harvested a few hours later.

"Only two can be manipulated at most."

Madame Butterfly opened her eyes, and asked with some doubts: "This ghost is useless, why don't we just kill him?"

"No, didn't he say that there is a ghost on the mountain that can manipulate rooms?"

Xianichiro smiled, "Let this guy lead the way for you, you take all the Gu Yingzhong to subdue the ghost that can manipulate the house, and then send the Gu Yingzhong to bring the ninja dogs one by one. If those little devils are captured, they must catch all the rest. Just in case, I will try my best to deal with them when the sky is about to dawn."

In that case, even if Ghost Mai Tsuji saw something through memory, it would be impossible to rush over during the day.

"You are really careful."

Madame Butterfly shook her head, "Then what are you going to do?"

"Isn't there still two string ghosts?"

Xianichiro eagerly touched the Japanese sword on his waist, "I just use them to try my breath of wind, after all, only the battle between life and death is the best teacher."

He still can't forget the comfort he felt when he used the Breath of Wind in the morning.

Although he doesn't have the heart of a swordsman, he really likes to integrate what he has learned by fighting the enemy.

Although there are a lot of skill points in front of him, if he can save a little bit, he might be able to lower the learning standard of some skills in battle. After all, those tricks of grandpa were also learned in the deathmatch.

"Will it be too dangerous?"

Madame Butterfly narrowed her eyes, she didn't quite believe that Genichiro would make such a risky move.

"I'll take Thunderhounds and let them hide, and if I'm in danger, they won't sit idly by."

Genichiro dispelled senior's worries with just one sentence.

Sure enough, it was still the original formula, and he would still ambush enemies in unexpected places.

"I really misunderstood you."

Madame Butterfly didn't worry any more, the kunwu in her hand jingled, and the windlass head immediately led the way, and the group of ghosts and ghosts went up the mountain.

……

the other side.

"Uh……"

Peilang, who ate the sixth ghost, burped, and a soaring bloody smell spewed out of his mouth.

But it was the rotten smell that belonged to ghosts, even after smelling it, he covered his nose and frowned.

"Tsk, that guy has been gone for too long. I originally wanted to use him to try my blood ghost technique."

Pei Lang wiped his mouth with his sleeve, "Could it be because I feel my strength soaring, and I'm afraid I'll eat him!"

As he said that, his green eyes (I didn't find a colored Peilang in the episode, tentatively decided to be green, some readers who know it will tell me to change it) looked at Tired.

"And you, you nasty brat, as long as I keep eating, I'll surpass you soon..."

Before he could finish his sentence, a sharp arrow flew out from nowhere and pierced the back of his head, bringing his whole ghost down on the stone behind him.

　Whenever I write on my phone, I'm not sure what I've written...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)