Kikyo and I are of one mind

"Understood." Feng Xue closed the book in her hand, put it back on the bookcase, and then turned and walked out of the room. At this time, Sato had already changed into a suit more suitable for the owner and waiter of the hotel. Is it true that people want clothes?After changing into coarse cloth clothes, the other party immediately faded away from the overflowing aura of a young master, and transformed into the feeling of an ordinary waiter.

Chapter 127 The Uninvited Guest

Dinner is very simple, but don’t underestimate the white rice and miso soup. In this era of war, only a few villages far away from the war can afford it.

So in this era, many villagers would rather be ruled by monsters than to be exploited by human daimyos. After all, no matter how vicious a monster ruler is, it is much better than all kinds of exorbitant taxes and conscription.

I have to say, watching Maple Leaf eating is indeed a kind of elegance, but it's a pity that Feng Xue's side is just a man who doesn't know the details. Fortunately, he has bellflower in his heart, so he doesn't feel lonely. asked:

"You are so desolate here, and I haven't seen you farming. How do you get the food?"

"This is the only way between Echigo and Musashi. There are often merchants passing by. Some people will stay here. Most of the food I have here is brought by them." Sato Taro did not mean to hide Feng Xue's question, but replied easily, "It's not easy to do merchants these days. Those merchants are also very happy to sell their goods on the road and lighten their load. However, there seems to be another war in the north recently. Food."

Feng Xue nodded tiredly after hearing the words, ate a few mouthfuls of rice, and then seemed to suddenly think of something, and asked: "Speaking of which, this forest seems to be quite complicated. Don't those merchants get lost?"

"This..." Sato Taro seemed to immediately become interested when he talked about getting lost, and immediately said:

"Don't look at my hotel is now in decline. Back then it was a place to entertain dignitaries. It is said that my great-grandfather planted the maple trees according to the arrangement of the stars in the nine heavens. According to Feng Shui masters, doing so can make the family wealth prosperous. If you don't know how to walk, it is really easy to get lost. But don't worry, as long as you find the right way, you can leave easily. Tomorrow I will go to a nearby village to buy some materials for making pastries, and I can give you a ride."

Feng Xue is not incomprehensible to Taro Sato's excitement. The fanaticism of Neon people for "family" is very exaggerated, and even the most distant dream of most Neon people is to establish a family.

For any neon person, no matter he is poor or rich now, being richer than his ancestors is definitely something worth showing off. If a nouveau riche chats with a person whose family is down but his ancestors are rich, bragging is weak a bit.Although it is not as exaggerated as the caste system of a certain superpower, it still has that taste.

Just when Feng Xue was going to talk to Sato Taro about the female ghost in the forest, a miserable voice came from far and near, and words such as "Help!"

Sato Taro's expression obviously became vigilant, and Feng Xue got up slightly. Ten seconds later, a middle-aged man with ordinary clothes, short stature, and somewhat ugly appearance ran over along the path in the forest. He was carrying a bulging luggage on his back. He looked like a traveling businessman.

As a merchant, neon merchants generally don't bring too much goods. Firstly, they don't have that much money, secondly, Neon's place is small, and thirdly, their load is limited.

The neon people these days are really short. On the one hand, it is due to genetic problems. On the other hand, it is also because of the thousand-year-long meat ban caused by religion. Their foundation is not good, and their ancestors don’t eat much meat. They are still poor now, which leads to their very poor physique. , but not much, at most it looks like three to five catties.

But the traveling merchant in front of him is different, because Feng Xue's medical knowledge that can give Kisuke Urahara an anatomy class tells him that this guy is very strong, no, maybe it's wrong to say that, because later generations will be better than him, but in this generation, he definitely belongs to the one who can eat enough.

In Neon, being able to eat enough is almost a sign of the middle class (although Neon probably did not have this concept at this time), and it is almost impossible for an ordinary merchant to reach such a class, and if he carries spices, For precious goods such as jewelry, not having a guard is another big flaw. What's more, Feng Xue can feel that there is a strong smell of blood on his body.

It wasn't the smell that could be smelled, but a feeling of resentment. It was almost certain that the other party had definitely killed someone.

Although he was not very worried about this kind of rookie, Feng Xue's good nature still made him secretly open the silk screen to prevent Sato Taro from being attacked. Who knows that this "businessman" did not rush up, but saw the backyard of the hotel. Behind the two people in the room, he instinctively took a few steps back, looking like he didn't dare to approach, just panting heavily there.

"This... well, what did you encounter? Why is it called so miserable?" Taro Sato didn't seem to know how to address the other party, he hesitated for a while, and then went directly to the topic.

"Well... I, I'm a traveling merchant from the north, and I brought some salted fish to sell inland. Seeing that it was getting late, I wanted to take a rest in the woods. I didn't expect a female monster with disheveled hair to appear out of nowhere. She opened her bloody mouth and yelled that she wanted to eat me, which made me lose all courage and ran here in a panic..."

It has to be said that the so-called "traveling businessman"'s rhetoric does not seem to be fake, and Feng Xue can also feel his mental confusion and fear. As for how much of his identity is true, then a wise man sees his own wisdom.

"Could it be that this is the thief who killed that female ghost? The female ghost was radiated by the spirit particles on my body before, so she can appear in front of mortals for a short time, so I intend to scare him to death?"

Feng Xue was thinking, but Taro Sato said:

"My family has opened a store here for nearly a hundred years. I have never heard of a female ghost. I think you look tired. Why don't you stay with me for one night. Tomorrow, this lord and I happen to be going to a nearby village. When we set off together, we can have someone to take care of you."

"This..." The "Shangshang" obviously showed a look of emotion, but he was timid and didn't dare to approach. It seemed that he was worried that Feng Xue and Sato Taro would be monsters, but he generally felt that if he really encountered a monster, he would not be able to run away. Finally, he took out some dried fish as the rent, and found a random corner to live in——

Anyway, he couldn't afford to live in that luxurious VIP room.

Chapter 128 There Are Assassins

After dinner, Feng Xue went back to her room, but instead of using the seemingly clean bedding in the hotel, she wove a set now. Since she has self-interest, basically as long as it is fabric, whether it is clothing or bedding, Including towels, bath towels and even toilet paper, Feng Xue made it for selfishness.

A fabric made with precision, who knows who uses it!

Although he wasn't very used to the habit of sleeping on tatami mats, the fluffy quilt made by egoism allowed him to overcome this. Wrapping himself in the soft quilt, Feng Xue slowly closed his eyes——

"The innkeeper's temperament and occupation are completely inconsistent, the ghost-chasing businessman with a bloody smell, the female ghost wandering outside Fenglin and howling every day, and this weird Fenglin who somehow makes people get lost. At this time, another underworld soundtrack will have that flavor."

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Of course, Kikyo could understand Feng Xue's words, but she also understood that this man's words must not be taken literally, it would make him feel happy when he spoke Yes, there must be some deeper connotation involved.

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. Having said that, what do you think about this matter?" Feng Xue lay on the tatami, looked up at the closed paper window, Kikyo heard this, and said in a very experienced tone:

"The female ghost did not lie, but both the owner of this shop and the merchant are very problematic."

"Oh? There is a problem with the merchant for sure, but the shopkeeper has neither resentment nor blood, and he is indeed a human being...Could it be that this guy is a mage or an onmyoji, who can purify his own resentment?" Feng Xue raised his eyebrows. Of course he also knew that the shopkeeper had a problem, but he wanted to know how Kikyo judged it.

"If you don't kill people, you will naturally have no resentment. If you don't eat people, you will naturally have no blood."

Kikyo's words were simple and straightforward. Feng Xue turned over lightly, hugged part of the quilt in her arms, and put on a comfortable posture, before saying:

"You mean, he just runs a black shop, and the killing is done by others? So, is the so-called ghost dealer responsible for killing? No, no, if there is a special killer, he should pretend to be a waiter or simply hide it. Get up, there is no need to come out, so we encountered two waves of gangsters?"

"It's just a possibility." Kikyo said in a well-informed tone, "But no matter what, he must be lying. Although I don't know feng shui, I can be sure that the reason why you lost your way before was definitely not a simple formation."

"I agree with this." Feng Xue nodded with an expression that I understood. After all, if it was only because of the arrangement of trees, how could it even interfere with the geomagnetic induction?

The reason why he didn't kill the kid on the spot, knowing that there was a problem, was mainly because Feng Xue wanted to see what the kid was up to.

……

As the night gradually deepened, Feng Xue's breathing gradually became more stable, and a slight snoring sounded rhythmically, Feng Xue seemed to have fallen asleep.

However, on such a quiet night, Feng Xue's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and the reason was simply because a thin wire connecting his little finger suddenly trembled.

"Someone is coming." Feng Xue closed her eyes again and maintained a steady breathing rhythm, but she judged the source of the vibration through the ripples transmitted back from her fingertips.

"A person, weighing less than fifty kilograms, with light steps, but not slow." Feng Xue judged the general information of the other party based on the frequency of the steps, and immediately reflected the ghostly businessman in her mind.

It's just that this guy only bumps into ghosts during the day, but dares to do it at night, is he so courageous?

Following the method taught by Kikyo, Feng Xue spread out a simple enchantment around the area, not the kind of resistive enchantment to defend against foreign enemies, but to close the room, thereby creating a "field" that would not let out the breath.

This kind of domain can enter and exit freely without any feeling, but in a mysterious sense, it has been separated from the entire space. It’s not that the space exiles such a tall thing, it’s just that everything in the space will not be perceived by the outside world. That's all.

Although the merchant came up, Feng Xue didn't know whether the shopkeeper had a way to observe this place, or it would be better to be safe.

Thinking of this, the slight sliding sound of the paper door rang in my ears. The sound was far lighter than normal, which meant that the other party should have lowered the sound by gently lifting the paper door. Doubt, a habitual offender.

squeak... squeak...

The already light and imperceptible footsteps stepped on the tatami, but they were clearly visible in Feng Xue's ears. As the footsteps continued to approach, Feng Xue's eyes narrowed slightly.

The night raider should be thankful that Feng Xue is now using Yiku instead of Kikyo's body, otherwise, what he received would definitely not be this kind of patient attitude, but would have been cut into pieces since he couldn't even get in the door.

No matter what the purpose is, any man who tries to enter Kikyo's room while she is sleeping will die!

"It's too murderous." Kikyo's voice sounded in his mind, like an ice pack, calming him down quickly. At this time, the footsteps were less than three meters away from him, and then he couldn't move.

The paper door closed automatically, and the originally dark room was suddenly lit with candles. Feng Xue calmly stood up from the bed, and turned her head to the infiltrator in a very horrifying way.

"Woooooooooooooo-"

The visitor was so horrified by this supernatural scene that he wanted to scream, but he opened his mouth, only to find that his throat (actually, his vocal cords) seemed to be strangled by something, and no matter what, he could only make a low whimpering sound.

"It's really you." Feng Xue looked at the short man in front of him. It was the businessman who claimed to be a ghost in the evening. At this time, he was holding a sharp short knife in his hand, as if he wanted to kill people and steal money. However, the only thing left on his face now was panic.

The man wanted to run away, but his hands and feet were completely useless. He wanted to beg for mercy, but his tongue was already tied.

Tears of terror welled up in his eyes, but that did nothing to get him out of trouble.

He was like a bug trapped in the resin, no matter how he moved, he could only wait in vain for the moment of death.

Feng Xue didn't speak immediately, but just looked at him quietly, under the flickering candlelight, his expression became paler and paler, until the moment when he was about to collapse, Feng Xue lightly picked her fingertips, and loosened the thread that bound his vocal cords——

"Tell me, what is your background?"

Chapter 129

The psychological defense line of Xiaozi who broke into the guest room at night was as low as his short stature. Feng Xue didn't even use any means, and told the whole story like pouring beans into a convenient bamboo tube.

It turned out that this scorpion was a wild thief operating in the surrounding area. He specially picked up passers-by to attack. He usually pretended to be a businessman on the same road to lower the opponent's psychological defense line, and then killed him at night and robbed the goods.

I saw Feng Xue wearing clothes made of high-end fabrics, fair skin, tall figure, and no guards around me, so I planned to make a fortune.

But what is worth noting is that he was not lying when he said that he saw a female ghost. In fact, today he was the same as before, dressed as a businessman and waiting for passing travelers. Who knew that he encountered a female ghost, and immediately ran all the way in a panic. By the time he realized it, he had already run to the edge of the hotel.

"Did you kill that female ghost?" Feng Xue squinted her eyes, and looked up and down at this little girl, who hesitated for a moment, shook her head and said:

"I do not know."

"Tsk..." Feng Xue was stunned. Although she understood that most robbers couldn't remember the appearance of the person she killed, she was still a little speechless when she saw this scorpion's answer.

"This is the way it is in this era. People with force will become bandits, and those without force will be treated as livestock." Kikyo's voice was calm and indifferent, and Feng Xue nodded, giving the bandit a good time.

The heart was ligated silently, the bandit's face suddenly turned purple, and he lost his breath in a very short period of time.

After stripping the corpse and cleaning it up, Feng Xue lay back on the bedding and began to sleep, but she didn't know whether the female ghost would be relieved because of the murderer's death.

……

Tuk Tuk Tuk…

There was a light knock on the door accompanied by the morning light, and Feng Xue, who had already been awakened by the approaching footsteps, pretended to have just woken up and said:

"Who?"

"My lord, it's me. Breakfast is ready. Would you like to bring it to your room?" The shopkeeper's voice sounded, Feng Xue stood up and said, "Let's go down and eat."

"Okay." The owner was obviously taken aback when he heard Feng Xue's response, but he quickly responded, but Feng Xue could clearly feel that the other party's footsteps were a little messy.

"Oh, it's interesting now." Feng Xue raised her eyebrows, a little surprised, the little boy didn't say that he knew the owner of this store, but why did the owner look surprised like "why is this guy still alive"?

After getting dressed, Feng Xue pushed the door out, and soon saw Sato Taro who had prepared breakfast, Feng Xue pretended to look around, and then asked:

"Where was the merchant from yesterday?"

"It was already gone when I went to see it in the morning, probably left at dawn?" Taro Sato had an expression of "this kind of situation is very common", and Feng Xue couldn't see the guilt in his eyes at all, as if he didn't know that the wild bandit was killed by Feng Xue at all.

"I knew that something would happen to me last night, and I had anticipated the disappearance of the wild bandit, but I didn't know that I killed the wild bandit?" Feng Xue shook her head, ready to take a sip of soup, but the next moment, he sighed——

"do you know?"

"What?" Sato was taken aback by Feng Xue's unreasonable question.

"I originally hoped that this was a poignant story about a husband avenging his wife." Feng Xue looked at the bowl of miso soup with a slightly helpless expression.

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Sato Taro frowned, but Feng Xue tapped the soup bowl lightly:

"Is there something added to the soup? It shouldn't be poisonous, an anesthetic or a sleeping pill?"

"This..." Sato took two steps back, Feng Xue stood up and looked at this handsome man——

"When I heard the female ghost say 'Kutarou was buried', I thought it was a story of a female ghost repaying her kindness. When I found out that your store is weird, I hoped that it was a husband who waited for years for the murderer who killed his wife. story, but now it seems that you are nothing more than a black shop owner."

Sato Taro, who was exposed by Feng Xue, did not have a prisoner's confession like in classic mystery novels, but continued to retreat a few steps, as if he was keeping a safe distance, and then, a rusty smell that was not too strong, and even had a slight fragrance, suddenly drifted away.

"It turned out to be [Hongye Hunting]." Kikyo's voice sounded, with a hint of clarity in his tone, before Feng Xue had time to listen to Kikyo's explanation, he felt the bursts of cold light shooting towards him.

"call out--"

One after another, the silk thread completed the control in a very short period of time. After a while, the spider web-like array was already covered with red maple leaves.

"These are not Maple Leafs, but Hongye Shou's hunting organs made of human blood and his own demonic energy. Be careful not to break them, otherwise a special demonic energy will be released." Kikyo's voice whispered the origin of the monster in Feng Xue's ear, "Hongyeshou is a very rare monster. It is only possible to appear within a few days after the death of Maple Ghost, stained with blood containing resentment and unwillingness to die."

"Maple Ghost? What's that?" Feng Xue tied the maple leaves together with silk thread, but a few were still cut by the sharp silk thread.

The cracked red leaf popped out a small ball of plasma, which didn't have much bloody smell, but a faint sweet fragrance, which made people want to fall asleep right away.

"Just like a cat that lives over 13 years old, it may become a cat. Maple ghost is also a demon spirit that will be born when the maple tree grows old enough. In a sense, it is the soul of the maple tree. It cannot move without power. A harmless monster.

It's just that once the maple ghost dies, the maple tree will also wither in a short time. If blood with strong resentment touches the maple tree before the maple tree dies, the spirit in the blood will replace the maple ghost and become the tree. The spirit of the maple tree, this is Momiji.

They feed on the essence of the blood, and the remaining residue will be mixed with the evil spirit to make it look like red leaves and spread around to catch passing pedestrians and beasts.

Because their evil spirit is scattered in these maple leaves, it is difficult to be detected, and they belong to monsters with very strong concealment ability. "

"But that female ghost died a few years ago, right? If every red leaf is made of blood, how much blood did this red leaf drink?"

Feng Xue looked at the tide of red leaves hitting her silk screen like waves, and doubted the accuracy of this statement.

"No, I'm afraid there is not only one plant here..." Kikyo sighed, and then used his spiritual sense to help Feng Xue mark the surrounding aura:

"In this maple forest, there are all Hongye hunters."

1 Chapter Thirty Trials

All of them?

Thinking of the maple forest stretching out into the distance before entering the forest, there are at least a thousand maple trees. In other words, there are at least a thousand red leaves here?

This situation can't be an accident. Either there is a Red Leaf Hunter with enough intelligence to take the initiative to cultivate more of the same race, or someone deliberately raises monsters here.

But now is not the time to think about these things. With more and more red leaves blocked by the silk screen, the surrounding sunlight has been completely blocked. Although I don't want to admit it, Feng Xue is indeed trapped at this time.