Sauichiro: rebuilding Ashina from the obliteration of the pillar

Chapter 115 Gentle and Kind Boss Tsuji
Nine in the morning.

The heavy curtains block all the sunlight, and Nanako, the perfect wife played by Mitsuki Tsuji, is humming the old songs from the Heian era, that is, when she was still a human, while translating the works of the Austrian psychiatrist Freud , the expression looks relaxed and comfortable, even a little triumphant.

For no other reason than to be happy.

Before that, the Zhengyi and his wife in the temple invited her to drink wisteria tea in the evening, and gave her a pair of Japanese iron bracelets to keep her safe (and put them on on the spot)...

As a result, nothing was found out.

Even if the high-concentration wisteria flower liquid flows into the mouth and touches the delicate tongue, it is no different from the feeling when humans drink high-grade liquor.

She first calmly drank the tea served by her father-in-law and mother-in-law, and then began to cry as if thinking of others.

The couple in the temple asked her why she was crying, and she said:
"Because of my skin disease, my parents could only stay indoors all year round. At that time, the nearby villagers began to spread rumors that there were some dark secrets in my family."

"When the local chief heard about this, he brought a pot of wisteria flower wine to visit, but my parents were weak and could not drink alcohol..."

"But I didn't expect this refusal to be used as a reason for their trouble."

"That night, the villagers surrounded our house with torches, saying that our family is all evil spirits with red eyes. How can ordinary people have such ominous eyes like blood? If they are richer than them, they must rely on robbery, so we have to burn it. Only by killing us can we obtain a happy life."

"Because things got worse and worse, they attracted the ghost killing team..."

Nanazi burst into tears while holding the teacup. The technique of bewitching human beings will play a greater role in arousing their emotions.

Under this subtle influence, the old couple did not suspect anything, but showed sympathy.After all, in Japan, the above-mentioned things happen from time to time. If they look a little weird, they will be attacked by the surrounding villagers as monsters.

But after careful investigation of such things, most of them were deliberately instigated by people with intentions, just to find opportunities to embezzle the property of these victims' families.

Nanazi continued: "Since then, every time I smell the wisteria flower, I will think of that incident..."

"If someone wants to invite me to drink wisteria flower wine, I dare not refuse to drink it tremblingly."

"Because if you don't do this, you may be caught and beheaded in public!"

The lady in the temple had already burst into tears when she heard this, she glared at the husband who had come up with this idea, grabbed the wine glass from her daughter-in-law, and then changed the topic to her dead son.All of a sudden, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law comforted each other, and the relationship turned out to be extremely harmonious. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is heart-warming.

Si Nei Zhengyi looked at Nanako, who was completely normal after drinking tea, and finally strengthened his original belief.

He decided to show the courage of a minister of war, even if he faced His Majesty's pressure, he would fight the Ghost Slayer Squad, the old aristocrats and blind folk superstitions to the end.

After all, it's not a day or two since the cabinet wanted to do this, it's just been waiting for that Bintian.

But when his relatives were hurt, Terauchi Zhengyi didn't want to bear it anymore.

So the next day, he broke up with the Ghost Slayer Squad openly and aboveboard. He wanted to go to the phone company and track down the phone lines to the Ghost Slaughter Squad headquarters, but when the police arrived, the operator was gone...

In this way, their only breakthrough against the Ghost Killing Team is only one person left, who has already taken refuge in Ghost Dance Tsuji.

However, these are all later stories.

Mumai Tsuji, who is addicted to acting, is very satisfied with his impromptu performance and the result of the performance.

Everything is developing according to her plan, and sooner or later, human beings will become an important tool for her to search for blue flowers!

And this optimism has only lasted until now.

The melodious singing came to an abrupt end, and one after another of messages shot into Ghost Mai Tsuji's head like bullets. Before he understood the content of these messages, he knew it must be bad news.

Not just one.

"Which useless waste was killed..."

Guiwu Tsuji Wumi has been getting used to the death of the bow recently, and his expression is numb, "It can't be that Peilang has grown up after eating ghosts, and devoured the guy at the head of the windlass."

After finishing speaking, she sat down on the sofa and carefully felt the specific content of the message...

"It's actually tired?"

An ominous premonition lingered in his heart.

Then, before he died of exhaustion, he saw a familiar and disgusting face.

The face was bony, with irregular protrusions and depressions, and it was covered with unbearable scabies...

It's Taro the hooker!
It's the missing hooker Taro!

Why is he here!

"Ghost Dance Tsuji Wumi, you must be able to see it."

The prostitute Taro smiled grimly at the other side of his field of vision, "Don't be so surprised, a disgusting guy like you who casually deprives his subordinates of important things is destined not to have sincere followers."

"Just wait and see, there will be more and more ghosts like me who get rid of you..."

"Sooner or later, you, a stern elephant, will be eaten by our group of ants..."

"Be nice to your subordinates."

"Otherwise, it must be very troublesome to be thrown directly into the sun by that woman playing the piano!"

"Hahahahaha-"

Amid the rampant laughter, the sight in front of him disappeared, but the voice echoed in the mind of the only spectator.

"Taro, whore, how dare you! How dare you! How dare you!"

Fury swept through his five heads, seven hearts and blood all over his body.

He wasn't furious because he was tired of the death of Xia Xian, who was favored by him, but the frivolous and provocative tone of the prostitute Taro, as well as what he said, poked the biggest uneasiness in Onimai Tsuji's heart.

Similar to Zhu Shi - the ghost who broke free from his shackles finally reappeared!

And, like that female ghost, she embarked on the road to fight against him.

Most importantly, the prostitute Taro also declared that there will be more ghosts like this in the future!
Although I don't know exactly what's going on, but Taro the prostitute is the sixth on the string, and one of the twelve ghosts with the most blood in him may betray...

So what about the other windings?
For example, that Tong Mo who never showed him any respect.

Another example is that Yiwozuo who obeys him, but shows appreciation for human beings from time to time, and doesn't eat women and children.

Finally, there is what the prostitute Taro said, that among all the ghosts, Naruko is the most likely to kill him.

Don't say anything about mind reading, Guiwu Tsuji no longer believes in this ability.

Didn't the prostitute Taro not notice anything before he betrayed him?

Unknowingly, fear began to spread in Guiwu Tsuji's heart.

Once the seeds of doubt fall, they will immediately take root and germinate. For Oniwu Tsuji, who has no sense of security and only wants to survive, the tide of doubt is even more surging.

Just because of one exception, suddenly all the ghosts under him became unbelievable.

Suppressing his uneasiness and rage, he continued to watch the scenes of the other ghosts before they died, hoping to find some clues.

However, the next thing he saw, it was Pei Lang who used the sun wheel knife to kill the head of the potter's wheel and Xiang Kai who he sent to assist...

"What is that blue spot in Peilang's eyes..."

"And that stiff movement, what's going on, it seems to be manipulated."

The more things Onimai Tsuji didn't understand, the more uneasy he felt.

"But Peilang didn't betray me, otherwise his memory wouldn't have been passed on..."

In the end, he browsed Peilang's memory.

But because Peilang died naturally due to puppetry when the time was up, Guiwu Tsuji only saw a few paper figurines surrounded by blue ghost faces turned into ashes.

He only heard a voice-over: "Another failure."

Then, there was nothing...

"What is this?"

Those paper figurines made Guiwu Tsuji feel a strong sense of malice, as if death was handing her an invitation.

"Why are there more and more unclear things in this world..."

"Why is Peilang controlled, what does it mean to be a failure... If he is a failure, then Taro the prostitute is a success example?"

"Someone is trying to control my ghosts?"

His five brains quickly developed free associations based on threats and pessimism.

The idea that hadn't appeared for a few days suddenly popped up in his mind.

"Red eyes..."

"The old man in the fire..."

"Creatures similar to me..."

"betray……"

"Sure enough," Onimai Tsuji leaned on the sofa stiffly like a puppet, "Is there indeed an existence similar to me in this world?"

"That's why Taro the prostitute said, I'm destined not to have any sincere followers..."

"The implication is that there are better followers than me?"

However, he never imagined that Genichiro asked Mrs. Butterfly to change his tired vision and changed his appearance into that of a prostitute Taro...

It was purely because I saw his attitude towards tired and other ghosts, and felt a little sad for what happened to these ghosts, so I wanted to disgust him.

As for what Gui Wu Tsuji is thinking now, it is because of his over-interpretation caused by too many brains and his own super insecurity.

Although he is the ancestor of ghosts, it does not affect his status as a patient with PTSD and severe anxiety disorder.

Even Guo Yuanyi's medical history of more than 400 years made him more prone to cranky thinking than ordinary patients.

He sat on the sofa withered, but he sketched another ghost king gradually rising in his mind.

After a long time, he shouted dryly: "Ming girl! Ming girl!"

The scenery in front of him changed instantly.

He came to the infinite city.

And Ming Nu didn't play the piano this time, but knelt on the spot trembling all over, without saying anything.

All the thoughts in her mind echoed in Gui Wu Tsuji's mind again.

It turned out that she knew something had happened to Fuji Xishan more than two hours ago.

But she couldn't figure out whether the coordinates of these people disappeared, whether they were killed, or disappeared out of thin air like the prostitute Taro.

Reporting in an ambiguous area will definitely be punished by Lord Wu Mi...

So she was very entangled, and instead of taking the initiative to report to Guiwu Tsuji, she was in a daze in the infinite city, waiting for the sun in the temple to leave home and go to work.

But when she realized it, Wu Mi had obviously received news of the death of several ghosts and wanted to settle the score with her.

Oni Wu Tsuji read Naruko's thoughts, and was about to vent his anger, but the warning from the prostitute Taro got into his mind again.

"Thrown under the eyes of that female ghost playing the piano..."

"Be nicer to your subordinates..."

His blood red eyes flickered.

Naruto lay on the ground, waiting for her head to be blown off like a watermelon.

At this time, she suddenly felt a light touch from the top of her head, and her body couldn't help but tremble like being electrocuted.

Then, Onimai Tsuji's stiff hand touched the top of her head reassuringly.

"Call them here first."

Hearing this soft tone that has never been heard before.

Naruto became even more frightened.

(End of this chapter)