I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

"I'm sorry, this unknown sir. It was my fault in discipline that caused my subordinate to lose his etiquette and bump into you. I will definitely give her a good lesson when I turn around."

Seeing Shiji Eihime's appearance and attitude that didn't seem to be fake, Onozuka Komachi finally realized that he was doing bad things with good intentions again.

"It's okay. You are eager to protect the Lord, and you should be rewarded for such a loyal attitude."

The man of the mountain said and scattered the armor on his hand, and threw the scythe back to Onozuka Komachi.

For the gods of death, the sickle is one of the status symbols.

Not only is it a weapon used in battle, but it is also an indispensable tool for seduction at work, and the fate of a god of death who has lost his own scythe is not only deprived of his identity, but may even be convicted.

That's why the man of the mountain praised Onozuka Komachi for his decisive action just now. Loyalty is the way, and those who can always remember loyalty will definitely win the respect of others.

Seeing that the old man of the mountain was so talkative, Siji Yingji couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and said with a straight face again:

"Thank you for your magnanimity. I am Shiki Yingji, Yama who serves as the judge of the underworld. I don't know, Your Excellency?"

"My name is Hassan Sabah."

At this time, the old man of the mountain did not use the name of 'Suzuki Satoru', which was used to deceive people, but chose to report his original name.

But Siji Yingji didn't know much about the 'Assassin' sect far away in the Middle East, so naturally she didn't know the vest of the old man of the mountain.

In this regard, the old man of the mountain had to add another self-introduction, so that Siji Yingji could understand his identity.

"Of course, it wouldn't be wrong if you call me Azrael."

"This body is exactly the person who moved after hearing the evening bell, and with the big sword in his hand, gave the end to those whose destiny has come!"

1 Chapter Twenty

"Azrael?"

Shiki Yingji's pupils narrowed, feeling that she had heard of this name, and had accidentally seen many secrets from other places in the classics collected in the underworld.

"The angel of death in the far west? The one who holds the book of life and death and can manipulate death?"

"Yes and no."

Facing Siji Yingji's inquiry, the old man of the mountain shook his head, then he raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the bamboo house, making an invitation.

"It won't be clear for a while, so why not sit down and have a cup of tea and talk slowly."

Shiki Eihime agreed without any hesitation, took Onozuka Komachi and left the forest along the flat path behind the old man of the mountain.

After knowing the identity of the old man of the mountain, she has already determined that whether it is a moonman or a mountain spider, these guys with abnormal death scenes should all be beheaded by the other party.

In this regard, Siji Yingji didn't think there was anything wrong, because the book of life and death had already stated that the deaths of those people were normal, and did not involve methods that violated the rules such as "changing fate against the sky".

On the contrary, those lunar people who have lived for thousands of years by virtue of the fact that the moon is not dirty, their behavior is a model that should be dealt with seriously.

Although they will not be directly sent to the No. 18 Hell and never be reincarnated, they will also go to other levels of Hell to enjoy various severe punishments according to their different sentencing until they have paid off their sins during their lives.

Ordinary people who live less than 100 years will be tossed to death by cold-faced gods of death in the end, let alone these guys who have added an unknown amount of time.

"The fair trial from the underworld may be late, but it will never be absent."

For this sentence that came from the mouth of a certain Yama King, Siji Yingji had always taken it seriously, but she only thought it was "the cycle of heaven and the retribution of karma".

And just after listening to the old man of the mountain's words, Siji Yingji had a different understanding of this sentence.

If her duty is to judge the souls of the dead, then the responsibility of the Mountain Old Man is undoubtedly to send those who deserve to die before her.

The work of the two can be said to complement each other.

Thinking of this, Siji Yingji already regarded the old man of the mountain as a member of the underworld in her heart. They are all existences who have been working silently to maintain the basic operation of the world.

Although the regions and gods they belong to are different, compared to the various battles between the sky and the ground since ancient times, the areas controlled by the God of Death in the East and the West have always been more Buddhist.

Even in Mount Olympus, which is so chaotic that it is almost impossible to figure out the relationship, there are such conscientious and hard-working Pluto-samas like Hades.

Following behind the old man of the mountain into the bamboo house, Siji Yingji looked around at the furnishings in the house, unsurprisingly, it was very frugal and simple.

She sat down on a chair, while Onozuka Komachi stood behind the girl, still grinning and rubbing the place where she had just been struck by the stick of repentance.

The old man of the mountain boiled the water with a dark fire, soaked the homemade bamboo leaf tea in the water, put the teapot on the seat, sat down opposite the Four Seasons Yingji, and poured out two cups of tea.

For the tea with a slight power of death in front of her, Siji Yingji, who is Yan Mo, naturally has no fear, and even feels that tasting it is more delicious.

"Really good tea."

Siji Yingji sighed after taking a sip of bamboo leaf tea. The look in her eyes did not mean any compliment, but was filled with admiration from the bottom of her heart.

In fact, the tea made from these ordinary bamboo leaves is certainly not a treasure, but after all, the tea contains a little of the pure dead spirit of the old man of the mountain, which is why Siji Yingji is satisfied.

The old man of the mountain didn't pay much attention to Siji Yingji's praise, but asked after drinking a sip of tea:

"Please explain why you came here. I have been here for dozens of years, and you have never come to the door on your own initiative. Why did you come here uninvited today?"

After hearing this, Shiki Yingji took off the pure glass mirror from her waist and placed it on the table. She explained the whole story and wanted to ask the man of the mountain to answer her doubts.

Because logically speaking, even if the creatures in this area were buried by death gods from other areas, they would not be unrevealed in the mirror of pure glass. After all, this mirror can directly check all the things recorded in this world.

Of course, this function can only be used for the souls of the dead who are being tried in the hall of right and wrong, and things that are not related to the dead cannot be seen.

The old man of the mountain quietly listened to Siji Yingji's explanation, and faced the girl's inquiring eyes, he didn't know how to explain it for a while.

Could it be that the information was erased?

But the old man of the mountain doesn't remember that he has this inherent skill, because the specific effect is really tasteless to him.

The man of the mountain who adheres to the belief that an assassination that kills all witnesses is a perfect assassination has never needed the ability to erase information such as his own appearance and abilities from the memory of others.

"Can't display the death scene? In the past, I was only responsible for ending the destiny. I have never been exposed to the subsequent process, and I don't know how to answer it."

Siji Yingji was a little disappointed by this, but she also knew that this matter would not affect the work of the judge, so she did not continue to investigate.

Her main job is trial and sentencing, and after reporting abnormal matters to the Tenth Palace Yama, there will naturally be corresponding responsible personnel to continue research and investigation.

Feeling relaxed, Shiki Yingji directed the topic elsewhere. Since she had already taken leave today, she would definitely not be able to go back to work.

The old man of the mountain is also willing to listen to Siji Yingji's anecdotes that happened in the underworld, and also shared his early experiences in Xingyue, but he did not explicitly say that the world is different.

The whole afternoon passed quietly in the chat room, and Siji Yingji, who discussed the views on death with the old man of the mountain, felt that he had benefited a lot.

As her understanding of death deepens, the girl's own strength has also improved slightly. Once she can understand all the words of the Mountain Master, she will probably be not far away from becoming the King of Yama.

"Thank you Lord Azrael for your teaching, Yingji will remember it in her heart."

Before leaving, Shiki Yingji bowed to the Master of the Mountain as a disciple very respectfully. With her serious personality, she seemed to have regarded the Master of the Mountain as her teacher.

"Still, it is safer to call me the Old Man of the Mountain. I have abandoned the name of Azrael for many years."

As the mountain man spoke, he couldn't help but think of the time when he cut off the divinity with his sword and was recognized as the 'Lord of Death' by the source vortex.

Since then, on the way to death, Xingyue has never been stronger than him.

Although Siji Yingji was puzzled, she also agreed, and said that she would come here to continue learning from the old man of the mountain when she was on vacation next time.

On a moonlit night, the stars twinkle.

Outside the capital of Ping'an, after a deserted slope, Bayi Yonglin smuggled from the moon to the ground with the help of Toyohime Mianyue.

The woman holding a longbow took out something similar to a compass from her arms and looked at it. She looked at the hazy silhouette of Heianjing not far away, and murmured softly:

"I'm sorry for you, Your Royal Highness."

Bayi Yonglin jumped over the city wall after arriving at the capital of Ping'an. In order not to attract the attention of others, she did not fly directly, and jumped and ran between the houses.

Feiju, who was standing on the roof of Penglai Mountain Huiye as usual, opened her eyes. She vaguely sensed that there was a strong enemy in the future, and she began to prepare. The ominous black magic lines climbed up the girl's skin, The eyes glowed scarlet with blood.

"Finally here? A big youkai-level guy!!"

Chapter 121 Feiju VS Bayi Yonglin

Yayi Yonglin successfully avoided the city guards patrolling the night in Heianjing, and did not disturb the samurai and onmyoji living in the city, and followed the direction indicated by the compass to the outside of Fujiwara Mansion.

"I remember that I dropped the princess into a bamboo forest. Was she picked up by someone later? Judging from the appearance of this mansion, life should not be too miserable."

Yayi Yonglin stood on the roof and looked at the Fujiwara Mansion, and made an estimate in her heart, feeling that its area should not be one-tenth of the sage's residence.

Although with her knowledge and eyesight, she definitely didn't like such a small place, but compared to other more shabby houses around, it was obviously considered outstanding.

Bayi Yonglin jumped into the courtyard and hid in the shadows, using a few small spells to deceive the night watch servants.

And just when Bayi Yonglin was about to arrive at the place where Huiye lived in Mount Penglai, she couldn't help but pause without feeling the breath of life around her, looking at the empty houses with a hesitant expression.

"This place seems to have been cleared recently. How could the princess live alone? It looks like she's been isolated."

But when the careful and cautious Baiyi Yonglin checked the surrounding abnormalities, Feiju, who was hiding in the courtyard, had already discovered her existence, and slowly pulled out her favorite knife from the scabbard.

"Female? It's really strange. It's the first time I see a woman trying to kidnap someone."

"The charm of our family's Azhu is great. Not only does it fascinate men, but now even female monsters can't stand the temptation."

After seeing Ba Yi Yong Lin's figure clearly, Fei Ju sighed softly in her heart. Although she felt a little surprised, she felt that it was not unreasonable, and she was even a little proud.

"But, Ah Zhu is the daughter of Lord Suzuki Satoru."

"As for me, who was favored by this lord and survived, even if I risked my life! I wouldn't let Ah Zhu make any mistakes!!"

In response to the resolute roar in his heart, Feiju took corresponding actions. He jumped and ran quietly in a few steps to reach behind Bayi Yonglin. He raised his Japanese sword with both hands and slashed down diagonally.

The moonlight reflected the cold light on the blade, and Feiju, who had suppressed her demon power and aura to the minimum, had already achieved some level of aura-blocking abilities in her stealth ability.

Bayi Yonglin, who was about to go to Penglai Mountain Huiye, only felt a threatening chill on her neck, subconsciously waved the longbow in her hand and blocked the long knife that was close at hand .

"This is……"

She turned her head and looked back, just in time to meet Feiju's eyes that were glistening with blood, in those pupils there were many unexplained cold magic lines, which looked like a ghost.

"Tsk!"

Seeing that the sneak attack didn't work, Fei Ju immediately withdrew his knife and fell from mid-air to the ground to stand firm.

Taking advantage of the gap before Bayi Yonglin had fully adjusted, she slashed at the opponent's vital parts with a horizontal slash.

Seeing the blade coming, Bayi Yonglin's pupils shrank, her steps slightly staggered and she twisted her body, then leaned back with her soft waist, and effortlessly crossed a standard iron bridge.

In an instant, a cold light flashed, and the sharp blade slashed close to the tip of her nose. Although she had been fighting for a long time, she was still in a cold sweat from fright.

Death is so close, passing by...

Bayi Yonglin retreated a few steps and quickly pulled the distance away from the attackers. While taking arrows from the arrow basket to prepare for the attack, she fixed her eyes on the place that was just attacked by the bright moonlight.

After two consecutive hits failed, Feiju had already lost the chance to kill the opponent in a quick battle. Knowing that the next step was to compete with hard power, she stared back at Yayi Yonglin without showing any weakness, and posed A certain kendo school's starting move.

"Cat monster? Or a big monster? Why are you here?"

Bayi Yonglin looked at Feiju's trembling white cat ears and the wagging tail behind her, and felt a biting murderous aura from Feiju's body. That aggressive posture was like a big cat whose territory had been invaded. Animals in general.

"Interesting. The princess lives inside, but there are monsters guarding the outside. Is it imprisoned or protected? It seems that there is no chance to sit down and communicate."

There was a smile on the corner of Bayi Yonglin's mouth. As Bayi and God, she didn't know how many ferocious and cruel monsters she had suppressed since ancient times. How could she be afraid of this little wild cat in front of her?

However, Baiyi Yonglin still admired Feiju a little bit in her heart, after all, even she had concealed the ability to restrain her breath just now.

If it weren't for the tempering of fighting instincts engraved in the body long ago, if you don't know for sure today, you will have to move your head and capsize once in the gutter.

Although as a god, he can be reborn as long as his faith is not extinguished, but Yayi Yonglin can't afford to lose that person, especially if this may be seen by Penglai Shan Huiye.

"Let's say hello first! Come and don't be rude, this time I should go first!!"

Bayi Yonglin bent her bow and set her arrows, and with the screaming sound of sharp arrows piercing the air, three consecutive arrows flew towards Feiju in the shape of a 'pin', blocking most of her dodging space.

The strange magic patterns glowed with crimson light, and Feiju, who had further liberated his strength, swung his knife and chopped off three tentative sharp arrows, stepped on the ground hard with his feet, and shot towards the direction of Bayi Yonglin.

Because the aftermath of the battle would hurt the innocent, Feiju controlled her explosive power extremely finely. One knife and one slash seemed ordinary, but it condensed extraordinary power.

Bayi Yonglin, who has lived without knowing how many thoughts she has, has also made great achievements in melee combat. Although she does not have the weapons commonly used in fighting at hand, a longbow and an arrow are enough for her to block the scarlet wind A rainstorm of chops.

Bow Doushu, a skill created by someone who uses bows and arrows as a melee weapon, should be much more difficult than swords, guns and sticks, but its lethality is not weak at all.

Of course, although Yayi Yonglin is good at using bows and arrows, her most powerful ability is still in the production of strange potions. Only when the two methods are used together can she truly be in a state of full combat power.

Otherwise, how can it be called the millennium moon sage whose skill in the pot defies the sky?

Feeling the aura from the battle between Feiju and Bayi Yonglin, all the monsters or humans who planned to attack tonight retreated wisely, not daring to go forward to seek death.

As for taking advantage of the clams and cranes to fight, those who want to make a profit will naturally not have a good end, because Penglai Shan Huiye is not just a weak little lady who has no strength to restrain a chicken as they think.

"Tonight's opponent looks quite difficult, and it took so long for Sister Feiju to fail to win."

After casually punishing a few unscrupulous thieves, Horaishan Kaguya sat on the bed in her room and sighed, listening to the continuous fighting outside the house.