I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

His attention was all on the knife, and he didn't even bother to take a look at the corpse lying beside him.

The gang members skillfully dragged the corpse away, wrapped it in rags and put it on a flatbed truck, ready to find time to throw it to a mass grave outside the city.

Seeing that the knife test was over, the warrior leader turned and walked out of the slum, not wanting to stay for a second longer.

"Let's go, the beauties in the brothel are still waiting for us to have fun, it's better to have less of this bad luck in the future."

The warriors huddled behind, followed the leader and hurried away, yelling like bandits crossing the border.

"Samurai? Speaking of which, I don't seem to have tried to twist the souls of such people."

Looking at the retreating figures of the warriors, the real man couldn't help being interested, and followed them.

"The state of the soul can reflect the state of the body. Is the soul of a person with a strong body more plastic? I really look forward to it."

As night fell, the capital of Ping'an fell into darkness.

On a remote and quiet street, a group of drunken samurai staggered on their way home.

"Brothers, come! Let's go..."

"Boss, don't go, I, I can still drink..."

"Tomoko, don't worry. When I save enough money, I will definitely come to redeem you to go home!"

The samurai were talking nonsense, completely oblivious to the real person who appeared in their path, and stumbled into each other.

The samurai leader looked up at the real person. Since the real person kept his head down, he didn't see the other person's face, but saw the cheap linen clothes.

"Huh? Kid, why don't you give way to us when you see us?"

The leader stretched out his hand and smacked the real Daoist's chest, while the other warriors also rushed forward and shouted arrogantly.

"Hey, are you a little brave? Dare to block the way and run into me?"

The real man turned a deaf ear to the yelling of the warriors, and slowly raised his hand to hold the shoulder of the person closest to him, laughing.

"Since you said that I bumped into you, then I will apologize to you."

As soon as the words fell, the samurai captured by the real person suddenly became silent as if his throat was held down. His eyes protruded like goldfish, as if they might fall out of their sockets at any time, and his muscular body was tense and covered with distorted blue veins. .

"Uh, uh ah ah ah ah—"

The shrill screams came from the warrior's mouth, which frightened the rest of the warriors, and their brains soaked in wine became more sober.

In front of the warriors, the companion who had been drinking together not long ago had a sudden change. His body swelled abnormally and rapidly, like a balloon that had been blown up. He was as fat and bloated as his short limbs could not support him. His enlarged body fell to the ground.

The samurai stared wide-eyed, speechless in astonishment, and their drunken minds were completely sober.

They looked silently at the huge creature with a blue body and a dull face in front of them. Their legs were shaking and they wet their pants uncontrollably.

"Is the limit five meters? It's two meters longer than the previous three meters. Sure enough, people in good health are more malleable."

The real man estimated his own achievements, and when he looked up at the creations around him, he showed his face, so that the warriors could see him clearly.

Under the moonlight, the real person's face full of stitches looks like a ghost, and his thin body exudes a strong sense of ominousness, like a curse.

"Demon, monster, it's a monster——!"

"There are monsters here! Help—!"

The warriors roared in fear, trying to attract the attention of the demon exorcisers on night patrol.

But the real person has already set up an enchantment around them, so naturally he doesn't care how these cute experimental products resist.

"No, no. Please, let me go, let me go..."

Facing the horrified eyes of the warrior leader, Masato pinched his face with his palm, and the ability to twist the soul was activated again.

"What should I do this time? I've tried how big it can be. This time, let's try how small a person can be."

"Relax, the process may be a little painful, but it's okay, you won't die, at most life and death are worse than that. Hehe, hehehahahahahahaha..."

The unbridled laughter of the real person echoed in the barrier, and the shadow of the warrior leader gradually became smaller and less human.

Thick dark clouds passed by, and the moon hanging high in the night sky hid behind the clouds, as if even it couldn't bear to continue to witness the tragedy.

The next day, early in the morning.

When the gate of Heian-kyo slowly opened, Fujiwara Meihong and Kamishirasawa Huiyin rushed into the city first.

Since defeating the Yokai Youkai, the two have been traveling together with Heian Kyo as their destination.

Stopping along the way, Meihong introduced the customs of Dongying to Huiyin, and Huiyin told Meihong some interesting stories about the land of China.

In this way, it took the two of them more than twice the time to arrive at Heianjing. Of course, the friendship between them also became deeper.

"Hey, I finally came back here. Counting the days, I'm afraid I haven't been back for ten years."

After stepping into the city gate, Fujiwara Meihong looked at the scene in front of her and sighed, looking around for changes.

"Meihong, haven't you been back for ten years? That's long enough, and how many times have I said it, pay attention to your image, you girl, don't talk about 'I' all the time, What does it look like to be ruffian?"

Hearing Huiyin subconsciously start chanting, Meihong couldn't help but raise her hand to cover her head.

Along the way, Meihong felt that Huiyin was good at everything, but her habit of preaching was too annoying, like an old woman.

Fujiwara Meihong is not a very eloquent person. After meeting a university student like Shirasawa Huiyin, she can't reason.

As for trying to solve the problem by force...

After thinking about it for a while, Fujiwara Meihong still didn't dare to take action.

This is not only because Shang Bai Zehuiyin is her good friend, and talking about her is for her own good, but also because Meihong can't beat Bai Huiyin.

"Okay, okay, I will keep it in mind in the future. Hurry up and go to the city to find something to eat, I'm starving to death."

Fujiwara Meihong took Huiyin's arm and walked into the city. She is now experienced. As long as she can successfully divert Huiyin's attention away, she can temporarily forget about the preaching.

"Pingan-kyo is the capital. Although it may be a lot worse than the Chang'an you mentioned in Huiyin, it is also very helpful for you to record the history of Dongying, isn't it? I will contact the grandson of the Fujiwara family who is now in power in a while, and I promise you want to ask There are answers to everything."

As soon as these words came out, Huiyin's attention was immediately diverted.

"What kind of official position is your grandson in the court? Can you let me go into the royal library to look up information?"

"That boy should be regarded as a prime minister? By the way, he is not my grandson, he is from my brother's lineage. If you really want to talk about seniority, I really don't know what he should call me. Anyway, he used to call me ancestor. . This cannot be wrong, after all, I am really his ancestor."

Although it has been more than ten years since she went out, Fujiwara Meihong still has a sense of belonging to her family.

After her father, Fujiwara Bubiwai, died, the grown-up Fujiwara Meihong has always been the biggest umbrella of the Fujiwara clan.

Many demons and monsters who dared to make trouble were killed, and even political opponents who wanted to harm the Fujiwara family were humanely destroyed.

Back then, Fujiwara Meihong was also a legendary exorcist who was famous in Heianjing.

Even if Tsuchimikado Seimei saw her, he would respectfully call her "senpai".

This is also one of the reasons why Shintoism and Yinyangliao dare not underestimate the Fujiwara family.

Of course, in order to hide the secret of Penglai's body, Fujiwara Meihong had already retired from the court by feigning death.

However, as the unknown ancestor of the Fujiwara family, Fujiwara Meihong is still very famous in the three-acre land of Heianjing.

At the very least, it would not be a problem to use the family's convenience to enter and leave the palace library at will.

With Fujiwara Meihong's assurance of patting the steel plate, Kamishirasawa Huiyin naturally chose to believe, and even began to urge the other party to leave quickly.

Under the leadership of Fujiwara Meihong, the two went straight to the mansion of the Fujiwara family until the road ahead was blocked by a large group of onlookers.

"What's going on? What happened in front?"

Chapter 534 Fujiwara Meihong, join the investigation

Fujiwara Meihong stood on tiptoes and looked forward.

Then her expression froze, and she saw the huge green meat mountain sitting on the ground.

"Meihong, is that... what?"

The girl Bai Ze obviously also saw the huge five-meter-high monster, but it was obviously beyond the scope of her knowledge.

Fujiwara Meihong sighed: "It feels like the handwriting of a big monster, Huiyin, I have to go ahead and have a look."

Shangbaize Huiyin has no objection: "Let's go, I will go too. The big monster is so blatantly harmful in the capital, this is not a trivial matter, and it may not even be the first time."

After reaching an agreement, Fujiwara Meihong cast a spell, making the people in front of him unconsciously make way.

Soon, Meihong and Huiyin arrived at the scene surrounded by a crowd, and saw four more strange-looking, green-black corpses.

Some bodies twisted into twists, some became blankets as if flattened, and some became dolls with big heads and small bodies.

In short, they all look very weird and make people feel crazy.

The short-legged giant sitting on the ground is like a plump winter melon, with empty eyes looking at the sky.

Its black hole-like mouth opened and closed, faintly screaming and wailing.

Huiyin and Meihong completed a series of preliminary inspections before the demon extermination masters in charge of this area arrived.

Finally, Fujiwara Meihong gritted her teeth and suppressed her anger, reaching out to touch the winter melon giant that was not dead yet still crying.

"These, these guys, were all human before!"

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"Bam—!"

In the narrow alley, Fujiwara Meihong punched the wall hard.

Bai Zehuiyin followed her and patted Meihong on the back to express comfort.

"I'm fine, Huiyin." Fujiwara Meihong felt the concern of her friend, took a deep breath to calm down the anger in her heart, and responded: "I just didn't expect to encounter such a bad thing as soon as I came back. I was a little out of control for a while. just stay."

"It's understandable, after all, this is your hometown." Shang Baize Huiyin said gently: "However, a big monster who is capable of causing trouble in the capital of a country may not be simple in terms of strength or origin. find out."

Fujiwara Meihong nodded in agreement and sighed: "It's a pity. Although the giant is still alive, his mind has been damaged. Apart from repeating that sentence blindly, he can't ask anything."

But Huiyin was not surprised: "Since that vile guy dared to blatantly harm people, he didn't even deal with the scene, which shows that he is either not afraid of the power of Ping'an Jing's demon masters, or he has already dealt with it and is confident." No one can catch him."

"Heh, although monsters are indeed stronger than humans, no big monster has the strength to single out an army composed of demon masters. I think this guy is provocative. He wants to play hide-and-seek with Shinto and Yinyangliao game to achieve some other purpose."

Although she usually doesn't like to use her brain very much, it doesn't mean that Fujiwara Meihong is an idiot.

After all, he is also an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years. If he suffers too much, he will naturally grow his memory.

"Are the monsters planning to start a war again? He can't just do it for fun, right?" Huiyin guessed.

After hearing this, Fujiwara Meihong thought about it carefully and shook her head in denial.

"I don't rule it out, but I think it's unlikely."

"More than 100 years ago, the monsters were defeated once by that boy Seimei. Even if they wanted to make a comeback, they could not recover their strength that quickly."

"The current situation is also interesting. The monsters are better than the humans in high-end combat power, but the humans are completely better than the monsters in the mid-to-low-end combat power. Both sides have concerns about each other and are not sure of defeating the other, so as long as they don't lose their minds, If the guy makes trouble, he won't start the war lightly."

"I see."

Shangbaize Huiyin nodded after listening. She really didn't know much about Dongying when she first arrived.

Not long ago, she encountered the crazy behavior of the Xiaoming monster clan, which led her to always think that the monsters were much stronger than the human race. Now it seems that she made a mistake in judgment.

"Let's go, let's go back to the mansion first."

After helping Huiyin with the popular science, Fujiwara Meihong's bad mood finally calmed down, and she did not rush to catch the murderer.

Without any clues, this behavior is tantamount to a headless fly running around, which is neither efficient nor a waste of time.

"Although the main power of the Fujiwara family is above the court, there is no shortage of sources of information on mysterious matters. Let's see if my unlucky grandson can provide any useful information."

Here, Meihong and Huiyin have just finalized their policy.

On the other hand, Zhen Zhen, who had been traveling all night, also returned to his hiding place.

Across the street from Fujiwara's mansion is the most powerful human family in Japan's mysterious world today.

The residence of the Tsuchimikado family, the leading leader of the Onmyoji.

No one would have thought that the big monster who had committed numerous crimes in Heianjing would hide here in the dark under the light.

Stepping onto the steps of the side door of Tsuchimikado's house, Masato avoided the multiple barriers surrounding the house with ease, passed through the loopholes in the defense system with ease, and returned to the secret room where he currently lives.

As soon as he touched the mechanism to open the secret room, the real person heard a light picking sound from inside.

"Where did you go last night? How many times have I emphasized that you'd better stop wandering around in Ping'an Jing. Although the demon masters outside are a bit stupid compared to me, they can catch you." There are still a few."

Masato stepped into the secret room and saw Tsuchimikado Seimei kneeling on the futon.