I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

With one ear staring at the quiet bamboo forest in front of him, hatred and fear shone in his eyes, apparently still trembling with fear that he could escape from Feiju's hands.

The mouse spirit's friend Lu Niao met the cat demon, and the damn guy who came up with this script really thought this was the set of "Cat and Mouse" next door?

The ears that I lost in the early years were picked off by a cat demon transformed by a black cat, and the Feiju I met this time is a white cat.

If he didn't hide quickly, he would have died by now, but he also paid for his only one ear, so he would have to change his name to 'No Ear' in the future.

"Boss, what are you going to do later? The brothers are all holding back their energy and planning to help you avenge your shame."

The man next to One Ear asked in a low voice, the mouse whiskers on his face trembled, which was very funny.

One ear withdrew its venomous gaze, thinking of Penglai Shan Huiye's beautiful side face, a wretched smile appeared on his face, and vowed to snatch this beauty back and become Mrs. Yazhai no matter what price he paid.

"Do you need to ask? Wait a while and send a few brothers to create chaos and fight both humans and monsters, while the rest of us will directly tie up the old man in the woods."

One ear used his somewhat wrinkled brain to come up with a vicious idea, with a triumphant look on his face, as if he was very satisfied with his own wisdom.

"Hey. As long as I have this old guy in my hand, I'm afraid that the chick won't come to my door obediently? Human filial piety is really a ridiculous thing."

"It's wonderful! Boss."

The mouse-whiskered man gave a thumbs up in front of one ear and praised, then went down and told the mouse spirits who followed him to get ready for action.

When everyone was arguing about who should enter the bamboo forest first, the old man who noticed the noise had slowly appeared at the entrance of the bamboo forest, looking at the mixed humans and monsters in front of him, feeling puzzled.

Because the old man of the mountain was wearing a bamboo hat, everyone couldn't see his cheeks, but only his silver-white hair that was loosely scattered.

At this time, the man on the mountain who has restrained his strength looks no different from an ordinary person. At most, the height of more than two meters is very rare in this country, but in the face of extraordinary power, what can he do if he is bald and big? use?

Standing at the head of the human team, a young man inlaid with gold and wearing jade waved to the old man of the mountain, and asked loudly:

"Hi! Old man, I heard that you have a very beautiful daughter. I don't know how much you will pay to marry her?"

And when the silence of the audience seemed to be waiting for an answer, One Ear's subordinates made a move, mixed in the crowd and stabbed a few humans and monsters cleanly, then walked away screaming and caused a commotion.

"Come here, old man! As long as I catch you, your daughter must belong to me!!"

One ear flew towards the old man of the mountain who seemed to be stunned in place, and the eyes of a pair of little mice were full of ecstasy.

Just when the gray-haired hand on one ear was about to touch the body of the Old Man of the Mountain, the slightly drooping bamboo hat lifted up a little, and what caught his eyes was a pair of faint blue eyes full of 'kindness'. His eyes were as cold as ice for thousands of years.

Chapter 112 Taketori Singularity Fog

"You, what did you just say?"

The old man of the mountain raised his hand and pinched the neck of one ear, and lifted the poor guy who was only 1.5 meters tall into the air.

His loose silver-white long hair was windless and automatic, and his deep and deep voice sounded normal at first glance, but it gave off a terrifying feeling as if it came from the abyss.

Icy.

One ear only felt the death-like coldness, and just being pinched by the other party's neck without the slightest force, his body subconsciously fell into rigidity, as if he was dead.

"Oh my god, today is considered to be kicking the iron plate."

Although I can't see the strength of the old man on the mountain, the person who can easily hold down the high-level peak monster with one ear to the front with one hand is still afraid, and realizes that this is not something he can provoke the Lord.

That big monster-level white cat was still able to fight with it for dozens of rounds with one ear, and finally escaped from the pursuit.

But the old man in front of him, who didn't look at all abnormal, let alone himself, probably had that damned white cat come, and he probably had to be restrained obediently.

Looking at the iceberg-like face of the old man with one ear, he tried to show a smile that was uglier than crying, and repeatedly apologized:

"Hey hey hey, just kidding, just kidding. I'm the one ear of Hunnan, subordinate of Demon King Qingfangzhu..."

The old man of the mountain stared at one ear for a few seconds, then his eyes fell on the crowd in front of them who had already fallen into chaos and killing.

"Although Ah Zhu didn't blow the bone whistle, something unexpected happened to the old man. It's just that they may not be in danger that they can't handle for the time being."

Although the man on the mountain didn't understand the cause and effect of the incident, he heard some fragmentary things from the noisy words just now.

Marry a daughter?

The old man of the mountain had never heard of such a ridiculous incident, and Ah Zhu himself didn't look like he was in a hurry to find a husband.

But anyone with a discerning eye can see that the focus of the problem is no longer on Penglai Shanhuiye, but on these fanatical admirers, suitors and suitors.

The beauty is drunk, the country is broken.

Just by looking at the human beings and monsters mixed together in front of them, one can see a little bit of it. If the incident is really so troublesome that the whole country will be aware of it, it will make both humans and monsters crazy about it.

If one is not handled well, the barely maintained balance between humans and monsters will be broken.

The loss of life and the chaos in the world are definitely not just talking.

"In the human history of Xingyue, I don't remember that such a thing has ever happened. Although it is not a singularity, the history of this world has indeed moved in a different direction."

"I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing..."

The old man of the mountain let out a sigh of emotion, and squeezed his throat with one ear tightly with one hand, and this monster that once dominated the situation and caused disasters just kicked its legs and died.

When this guy rushed over here and lied, the end of his death was already determined.

What's more, the old man on the mountain also felt some very familiar smells of human blood and human flesh from his body.

The chaos and fighting at the entrance of the bamboo forest didn't last too long, because the mountain man didn't like these people spilling their dirty blood on the door of his house.

"Hey—!"

The evening bell only rang once, revealing to the man of the mountain who should be killed.

Following the destiny's guidance, the Old Man of the Mountain swiftly and neatly eliminated the remaining companions with one ear.

He also killed a few monsters who were ready to kidnap them without knowing the heights of the sky and the earth. Of course, dishonest humans will also usher in an equal end for all things.

When the old man of the mountain threw away the corpse of a tiger demon in his hand as if nothing had happened, his terrifying power of being able to tear apart a high-level monster with his bare hands shocked the audience.

The aristocratic son who was so arrogant before was already shaking with fear, and sneaked away from behind with his subordinates.

The old man of the mountain returned to the bamboo forest along the path as if nothing had happened, and his figure quickly disappeared into the depths of the forest without a trace, and the remaining humans and monsters also dispersed without daring to go up to make trouble.

Before Penglai Mountain Huiye blew the bone whistle to ask for help, the old man of the mountain did not intend to intervene in the situation, because he believed that Feiju and Huiye would handle everything well, and this was also a test for the two of them.

After seeing the tyrannical strength of the old man of the mountain, the sons and brothers who had thought things too simply before had woken up a little bit in shock, and gave up their plans to marry (buy) Penglai Shan Huiye back with a lot of money.

"Let's go back and find a way to win the beauty's favor. It's better than dying in the wilderness. When it comes to picking up girls, this young master has never been afraid of anyone!"

With the departure of the first son who made a quick decision, most of the people behind also left one after another, forgetting the unpleasant memories in their minds, and began to gear up and prepare to use all their strengths to attack the highland of Mount Huiye in Penglai .

The monsters have nothing to say. They who admire power generally will not disobey the strong, because they will die.

The departed monsters spread their knowledge at a faster speed. Whether it was the beauty of Mount Penglai Kaguya or the terrifying strength of the old man of the mountain, they all gradually became known to the entire mysterious world.

The big monster who likes to fight eagerly finds the bamboo forest to prove his strength, but in the end, he often only receives a small bento without chicken legs.

But the big monster who loves beauty dare not act rashly. After all, the place where Mount Penglai Kaguya is located at this time is the capital of the human country, and the place where he lives is still in the mansion of the right minister, and there is a big monster-level shikigami guarding him.

Accompanied by Fei Ju's killing, everyone now thinks that this loyal cat girl should be a shikigami belonging to Mount Horai Kaguya.

And Penglai Shanhuiye, who is regarded by everyone as the lover of his dreams, is a powerful onmyoji. In addition, the stories of people who returned to Heianjing from the bamboo forest cast a layer of mystery on Penglaishan Huiye. veil.

Because of these rumors, families such as Onmyoji and Exorcists who were not too interested in Mount Penglai Huiye also began to participate in the team of marriage proposals, which made the butler of the Fujiwara Mansion exhausted physically and mentally.

But Fujiwara, who was supposed to personally receive these visitors, was sitting beside his wife's hospital bed, with tears in his eyes, tightly holding the pale and skinny hand protruding from the bed.

The house leak happened to rain overnight, and the ship was late and hit the wind again.

Mrs. Fujiwara, who was already seriously ill, was relieved by the decoction for another one and a half months, and her vitality was almost exhausted, and she fell into a long-term coma, her breath was like a wandering thread.

"Father, what's wrong with Mom? I'm too tired, so I fell asleep?"

Fujiwara, who was twitching silently, recalled the innocent words of his youngest daughter, Mei Hong, and the inquiry revealed in the child's big watery eyes, and felt even more sad.

"Hey! My son, my son, if you really leave, how can I explain it to the children..."

And at the door that Fujiwara Bubi and the others hadn't seen, Fujiwara Meihong quietly leaned there and overheard all her father's whispers from beginning to end, her eyes began to turn red.

Chapter 113 People have joys and sorrows

Fujiwara Meihong left silently.

Fujiwara Bubiwai was heartbroken and didn't notice the slight sound of footsteps when she left.

The 13-year-old Fujiwara Meihong already has a ignorant understanding of life and death, and is no longer the kind of ignorant child who can be fooled by saying "just fell asleep".

Sensible, she could understand her father's approach, and chose to hold back her crying and leave, but when she arrived in this deserted place, the girl's strong shell could no longer be maintained.

"Mom, are you leaving me?"

Fujiwara Meihong squatted in the corner of her small courtyard, and heard the noisy voice of the housekeeper outside looking for the doctor, her eyes gradually blurred, she buried her head between her arms and began to cry.

"The one who promised to teach me embroidery, the one who promised to teach me flower arranging, obviously..."

"Why, why is this happening, why..."

Tears flowed down Fujiwara Meihong's smooth face, and when they fell on the snow, they soon froze into ice, but at this moment, how could the cold compare to the panic and helplessness in her heart.

Since then, the crying could no longer be suppressed, but it was covered by the chaotic voices outside.

Fujiwara Bubiwai was kicked out of the house again by the old man in the medicine box, and stood waiting outside the house in the cold wind, staring at the door with red eyes.

He clasped his hands together, muttering all kinds of words to pray to gods and worship Buddha, with a pious expression on his almost frozen face.

And just when Fujiwara Meihong was crying and trembling, a warm embrace hugged her tightly.

The girl immersed in grief raised her head in a daze, and what caught her eyes was the little face of the visitor who was also flushed red from the cold, and it was Penglai Shanhuiye who came to look for her.

When he heard the shout that resounded through Fujiwara Mansion as soon as he went out, Mount Kaguya realized that there might be a problem with Fujiwara Meihong, so he ran over alone.

After all, for a child who is still growing, there is nothing more painful than losing his mother.

"My sister already knows what happened. So, cry to your heart's content. Although this shoulder is very thin, I can borrow it from you."

Horai Kaguya patted Fujiwara Meihong's back lightly, her gentle voice murmured in the other's ear, exuding the warmth that even steel can be turned into tender fingers.

Fujiwara Meihong stretched out her arms and hugged Horai Shankaguya, resting her little head on the other's shoulder, sobbing intermittently.

"Woo woo woo ~ sister, sister Azhu..."

And Fujiwara Meihong just fell asleep crying and crying like this, and was carried back to her room by Horai Kaguya and took care of her temporarily.

"Hey. It seems that the clothes on my body need to be changed, otherwise I will inevitably lose my manners when meeting people."

After putting down Fujiwara Meihong, Horai Shankaguya looked down at the messy kimono on his body and said to himself, but there was no displeasure between his brows.

At noon, Mrs. Fujiwara held her breath again after some rescue, but she was also completely unconscious and lost consciousness.

Although Fujiwara Bubiwai was worried about his wife's illness, he had to devote himself to the heavy work with anxiety, hoping to temporarily paralyze himself.

Fujiwara Meihong was still asleep in the room of Mount Horai Kaguya, and the one who was resting with her was Feiju who was busy chasing and chasing the thieves all night last night.

"Sister Li, I wonder how Mrs. Fujiwara's condition is? This huge Heian capital should be enough to find a few doctors with excellent medical skills."

Kneeling on the soft cushion in the house, Penglai Shanhuiye was fiddling with the tea set, while asking softly to Barinida Ari who was sitting opposite, with a hint of sadness on his beautiful face.

Although Penglaishan Kaguya has never even seen Mrs. Fujiwara since she lived in Fujiwara Mansion, but this does not prevent the girl from worrying about the other party's condition.

Not to mention that Fujiwara Meihong has a very good relationship with her recently, just talk about how Fujiwara Bubi waited to stay overnight, and rejected any approaching admirers without complaint.

Regardless of whether Fujiwara Bubiwai's behavior was sincere, or it was for the sake of his father, Mr. Suzuki Satoru.

She, Penglai Shanhuiye, would naturally recognize this kindness and keep it in her heart.

Although Penglai Shan Huiye often laughed at herself in her heart that she was a body to wear a crime, but she was not a cold woman who would not repay her kindness. If she had the ability to help, she would definitely not be stingy.

"Hey! Mrs. Fujiwara's illness is also old. I don't know how long it has been, but according to the housekeeper, it is not optimistic."

Hida Rei replied with a sad tone, and his face, which was always smiling before, lost his vitality, and he stretched out his hand to take the hot tea handed over by Penglai Shanhui Ye.

She looked at the appearance of Penglai Shan Huiye unhurriedly handling the tea set, she couldn't help feeling a little puzzled, and asked:

"Azhu, where did you learn this skillful tea ceremony? I don't remember teaching you this."

"what?"

Penglai Shan Huiye was slightly startled when he heard the words, the hand holding the teacup paused, a fleeting surprise appeared on his pretty face.

It was only then that I realized that I hadn't learned the relevant knowledge since I came to the ground, but after seeing the tea set, I subconsciously played with it according to what I learned in the Moon Capital.

But the girl's reaction speed to smooth things over was not unpleasant. After hiding her expression, she replied casually:

"Of course my father can teach me. He likes to drink tea. By the way, Miss A Li, do you know what kind of illness Mrs. Fujiwara has?"

Regarding what Penglai Shanhui Ye said, Hiroda Ali did not doubt it.