Anime: Re:Zero - Jobless Reincarnation

Luo Ya asked, "I'm a kind-hearted person. Are you in trouble? Like some man-eating beasts or something like that? I'm hunting them now. Can you open the door? Tell me the whereabouts of the other party?"

Dead silence, total silence inside. Of course, if Luo Ya could trick the other party out with this talk, that would be weird.

The other party obviously knew about the existence of the ghost. Luo Ya shrugged his shoulders. He thought that since the other party was so cautious, nothing should go wrong.

After thinking for a while, he said to the inner room: "I have solved the ghost on the mountainside, but a person has been killed. Is that person related to you?"

After hearing this, there was a sound of something falling to the ground. Luo Ya's words obviously stimulated the other party a lot.

Luo Ya didn't expect that the other party was really related. After thinking for a while, he said, "Well, if there is a relationship, please accept my condolences."

Luo Ya was not the kind of person who was good at comforting others. After saying this, he was about to continue on his way. Suddenly, an old voice came from the house. The voice was a little tired and said to Luo Ya: "Don't go down the mountain anymore. Go back. There is a very powerful ghost at the foot of the mountain. You can't get rid of it."

Luo Ya became interested when he heard it, and asked back: "A very powerful ghost?"

But the other party only said this and didn't say anything else.

Luo Ya didn't say anything else and continued walking on his own.

He was rather curious about what the other party's so-called powerful ghost was.

Carrying a ghost along the way, I walked forward. As I went further, there were no obvious houses. It was already a barren mountain. As I went down the rugged road, I occasionally saw a few houses, but they had been abandoned for a long time.

Finally, Luo Ya stopped under a temple. The temple was not big, but it was not small either. Although the surroundings were still in ruins, there were lights on inside miraculously.

Trigger the keyword again.

Desolate mountains, temple, midnight, oil lamp.

Nine times out of ten, you know the person coming has bad intentions.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 113: Lower Moon Three

Before Luo Ya got closer, a cold voice came from the other side.

"Since you are here, please come in. Standing outside is not my way of entertaining guests."

It was a man's voice. Luo Ya was not surprised that the other party could sense his breath. After all, he did not hide his breath. In fact, he could find him with a little sense. Luo Ya threw the ghost's head aside and said to her: "I will come to you after I finish it."

After saying that, he walked inside.

When the female ghost saw the other person walking away, she was overjoyed. She knew who was inside. After all, they were greeting each other on the same hill, so how could she not know who the ghost was?

He is the third of the Lower Moon among the Twelve Demon Moons. Although the Upper Moon and the Lower Moon cannot be compared, the fact that he can be ranked as the Lower Moon shows that his strength is not bad. At least, he is more than capable of doing evil in this not-so-small mountain.

When Luo Ya came in, he saw a ghost sitting cross-legged on the ground. There were corpses scattered around, most of which were broken limbs and there were almost no living ones.

This is a ghost with short black hair, three obvious scars on his face, and "Xia Shen" engraved on the iris of his left eye. His ears are pointed, and he wears two golden earrings on each ear.

He slowly sat up from the ground, his mouth cracked to the back of his ears, revealing his sharp teeth, and smiled at Luo Ya: "Let me introduce myself, my name is Bing Ye, and I am the Lower String Three."

Bingye spoke this way, naturally because he wanted to see the panicked expression of the human opposite him.

But to his surprise, the other party still looked at him expressionlessly.

Luo Ya said: "And then?"

Bing Ye was slightly stunned, as if he had noticed something, and smiled, "Little ghost, you are indeed worthy of praise for being able to kill the ghost on the mountainside, but ghosts cannot be compared. You may not know the power of the Lower String. Even if my limbs are cut off, even if my heart is pierced, I am still immortal."

Luo Ya looked at the other person, and his bright eyes stared at him straight. At the same time, Luo Ya exuded an extremely terrifying aura. Those eyes made Bing Ye feel a little uncomfortable, and the other person's aura made him feel a sense of fear. Bing Ye noticed the change in his mentality and couldn't help feeling a little angry.

So Bing Ye yelled, "Hey, kid, what are you looking at?"

Luo Ya curled his lips, grasped the handle of the sword with his right fingers, and said to the other party: "How many moves do you think you can survive from me? Two moves? Or one move?"

The teasing intention that Bing Ye had originally had faded, and a creepy smile appeared on Bing Ye's pale face. He seemed to have heard a good joke, and his pupils with lower strings blinked. He greedily said, "Little ghost, I don't know what you are confident about, but you don't have that disgusting breath. You, can't breathe? And the knife in your hand is not the Sun Wheel Sword, right? With this kind of you, do you think you can kill me?"

The breathing method is the basis for humans in this world to fight against demons. If a person does not know the breathing method and does not have the Nichirin Sword, even if he is gifted, he will not be able to effectively kill the Lower Rank Demons.

This is why Bing Ye was so confused, but he was not only saying this to Luo Ya, but also to himself. He was consoling himself in his heart that the other party was not an invincible existence, and that feeling was just an illusion. Yes, all of this was just an illusion.

Luo Ya smiled. Bing Ye felt puzzled. He just thought that the man in front of him was a lunatic. He had nothing, but he dared to challenge him, the Lower Moon Three, alone.

But the next moment, a strong sense of crisis came over him, and Bing Ye's pupils suddenly shrank. The strong sense of crisis told him that the other party had already made a move, but Bing Ye could not react at all. Not only his body, but even his mind was in confusion at this moment.

His neck lit up, and then his vision turned around, and the ugly head fell straight to the ground.

"Huh?" Bing Ye was stunned.

This was the first sentence uttered by Bingye. The headless corpse standing there stretched out two hands and touched towards the neck, but touched nothing.

The head that fell to the ground looked blankly at Luo Ya's hand. The sword hanging on his waist had been unsheathed at some point, and at the moment it was unsheathed, his head had been cut off. The speed was so fast that he didn't even feel the pain before his body was cut off.

Even if Bing Ye's head was taken off in an instant, it was not enough to scare him, but the real horror was the murderous intent like a thorn in his back, the feeling that the other party could take off his head at any time if they wanted to.

But even so, even if the opponent can cut off his head, as long as he is not exposed to the sun and the opponent does not have the Sun Blade, the damage he has suffered can still be recovered. As long as he is given some time, he can still

Bing Ye thought so, and Luo Ya did as he thought. In an instant, the body standing in place fell down. In an instant, Bing Ye felt that the limbs of his torso were instantly decomposed, and his arms, legs and feet were separated.

Blood oozed out, and large amounts of blood flowed out from all parts of the body without any mercy.

This time, Bing Ye could no longer remain calm.

"No, it's impossible. How can you be so fast?"

Bing Ye's eyes widened, but what responded to him was Luo Ya's left hand grabbing his head, holding it in his hand, and walking away with an expressionless face.

The sick leaf trunk, which had originally fallen to the ground, squirmed and stretched out its arms again in the blink of an eye, and pounced on Luo Ya again.

Luo Ya kicked the opponent's torso hard, and Bing Ye's half-crippled body flew away as if it was hit by a truck.

He crashed into the wall, the bricks and tiles shattered and the wall collapsed.

Bing Ye quickly recalled countermeasures in his mind. The opponent was very strong, had a strong physical fitness, and his knife was incredibly fast. Although he could not beat him, he should have no problem escaping.

However, Luo Ya did not give the other party time to think of a countermeasure. He lifted the other party's head and exerted a little force. A huge force came and a piercing pain spread from the nerves. Luo Ya said lightly: "It seems that you ghosts are still a little bit capable. You won't die even if this happens."

Luo Ya grasped the hilt of the knife again, and the chilling murderous intent came over him again. Although his head had been cut off, he still felt as if there was a sword on his neck.

For a moment, fear turned into a tide sweeping over his whole body. Bingye was a ghost who valued his life very much. When he encountered a powerful Demon Slayer Corps, he would run away and hide. But he didn't expect that he would encounter such a pervert while hiding in the mountains to hunt.

【Light Sword】

The secret of the Sword God Style. It is said that if one can practice it to the pinnacle, the sword tip will reach the speed of light.

It remains to be seen whether the Sword God Style, which only pursues extreme speed and extreme lethality, can reach the speed of light, but it is certain that the speed of swinging the sword is extremely fast.

Even the complete form of Roja couldn't swing the Light Sword, let alone the current him. Roja could only swing a half-broken Light Sword. After all, his strength did not allow him to reach this level yet.

His sword might not even be able to reach the speed of sound, but even so, this half-broken sword of light is enough to solve most problems.

Holding the other person's head, Luo Ya yawned, walked out of the door, and picked up the woman's head.

One on the left and one on the right, well, they form a pair.

Sick Leaf murmured in disbelief: "No, no, no, I will never accept this fact, it's impossible, your sword can't be that fast, such a fast sword should not exist in this world"

Luo Ya glanced at the other party, put the ghost girl's head on the ground, took out a red rope from the bag, and stuffed it into the sick leaf who was chattering non-stop.

Bing Ye was stunned for a moment, and then he became furious. He was so angry that the veins on his forehead popped out. He wanted to control his body, but Luo Ya said, "If you move again, I'll string you together like a candied haws."

The sick leaf fell silent.

Then he became angry and realized that he was a ghost and the other party was just an ordinary human. Although he didn't know how the other party possessed such powerful power, as long as he could continue to resurrect, the other party would never be able to kill him.

So, Luo Ya took the sword and pierced his head fiercely.

The front half of the sword was completely embedded in the opponent's skull, lifting him up. Luo Ya continued to walk forward, saying as he walked: "You seem to be very disobedient."

The female ghost beside him was trembling with fear. Although the ghost's perception of pain was greatly weakened, being stabbed by such a long and thick sword was no joke.

Luo Ya watched the two men calm down, nodded with satisfaction, looked at the sky, and said with some regret: "It's not dawn yet? Really."

Looking back, he found a crooked tree. He hung the two heads, put the package down, took out the sakura cake inside, sat on the ground in a very ungraceful manner, and started eating.

Bing Ye struggled, his face showing panic but fierceness, and his consciousness controlled his body to try to get closer to Luo Ya's position.

Although the body of the Lower Rank can regenerate severed limbs, the damage will still have an impact. Moreover, once the head is cut off, it cannot be restored and can only be reattached by itself.

The blood oozing from his face certainly made Bingye feel painful, but the long-lost pain stimulated his not-so-bright brain. He suddenly remembered that the opponent didn't have a knife at this time, so as long as he rushed over fearlessly at this time, he could get rid of him.

OK, just do it, try it and you will die!

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 114: Encounter with Flame Pillar Rengoku Kyojuro

The headless torso rushed towards Roya's position. Roya paused for a moment while holding the Sakuramochi. He looked at the Lower String of Swordsman, who was hanging on the tree next to him and had a katana embedded in his face. He looked disgusted.

When Luo Ya looked at Bing Ye, he got goose bumps all over his body. He subconsciously wanted to move his head back, but he was tied tightly with ropes.

Luo Ya stood up, stuffed the newly opened cherry cake into his bag, and walked towards the headless corpse with an indifferent look on his face.

Bing Ye was stunned, and a look of ecstasy appeared on his face. The other party did not come to take the knife. What does this mean? Is this human really so conceited? There is a world of difference between the body of a ghost and the body of a human. This conceited guy must be made to know what the price is this time.

The next moment, the headless corpse was kicked into the ground. Luo Ya swung his fists and attacked left and right, still using the Ola Ola project.

Powerful force filled Bing Ye's trunkless body. His bones were dislocated, his muscles were strained, his bones were broken, and even his liver was almost broken. The more fierce the opponent's attack was, the happier Bing Ye was. Bing Ye thought to himself that such a fierce attack by the opponent could not be sustained for long.

But in fact, Bingye was still too naive.

This might be true for normal humans, but who told him that the guy standing in front of him was a human?

The pure-blooded dragon boy understood. Luo Ya's red-gold eyes became brighter under the moonlight. Every time he punched, the ground would tremble. The powerful force made his whole body tremble constantly.

But even so, this lower string named Sick Leaf is still hanging on.

Bing Ye originally thought that the opponent could only hold out for ten minutes or half an hour at most with such high-intensity consumption. Then he would quietly release the blood ghost technique, ambush the opponent and complete the ultimate counterattack.

Then, he wanted to dodge, but the force of his fists never stopped. Luo Ya even changed his moves, sometimes punching him left and right, sometimes holding his almost falling apart body with one hand and hitting him hard with the other hand.

But after fighting for nearly half an hour, the sick body of Ye, which was about to fall apart, could not be broken by the hammer. But that was all. Although it could not be broken by the hammer, the recovery speed was visibly reduced a lot.

The sick leaf was grimacing in pain, but unfortunately all the words were blocked in his mouth.

At the same time, Bing Ye glared at the female ghost's head hatefully, his expression full of hatred.

That ferocious look seemed to be saying: Were you the one who brought the Japanese into the village?

The female ghost was trembling. She really wanted to defend herself, but she didn't want to.

Luo Ya touched his head and said, "You know what, every profession has its own expertise. If I didn't have the breathing method and the Sun Blade, it would be very troublesome to deal with it."

After pounding for a long time, Luo Ya felt a little bored. After thinking for a while, he squatted on the ground and looked at the messy skeleton.

Luo Ya tried to breathe in and out, trying to retain the energy in a regular manner. The power in the air was probably the key to destroying the ghosts.

But just like before, the power could only remain in the body's blood and could not be used.

Luo Ya frowned and thought. He tried to mobilize the little strength in his body and punched the sick leaf.

The sick leaf head hanging on the tree whimpered a few times but could not utter a word.

There is a struggle, but it is not very strong, which means that the other person is not in much pain.

Luo Ya frowned, wondering what was wrong.

The breathing method must be wrong, the rhythm is not like this.

Well, let’s try another breathing method.

Luo Ya once again inhaled a large amount of oxygen, which flowed into his lungs through his blood and then flowed throughout his body.

This time, most of the strange power was preserved.

Luo Ya frowned again, his breathing method felt a little strange.

Can you retain so much simply by changing the way you breathe?

It's a bit unscientific, but no matter how unscientific it is, Luo Ya still hit the opponent with a hammer, and this time the opponent's expression became extremely interesting.

Luo Ya smiled. It would be great if it worked. I was just afraid that it wouldn’t work.

Then Luo Ya began to try and fail, but the final result was that he had mastered the breathing method properly by dawn.

There were some results, but the energy retention was only about 80% at most, and there was no more.

It seems necessary to learn the so-called breathing method. Luo Ya feels that he does not need to learn it specially. As long as the other party stands in front of him and demonstrates it once, Luo Ya will probably be able to figure out the other party's breathing method.

The sky had just brightened, and the morning light shone across the entire earth. The sick leaf, with a peaceful and gentle expression on its face, quietly bathed in the morning light.

"This is the breath of freedom." The sick leaf was longing for the sun at this moment. The feeling of the sun burning the skin actually brought the sick leaf a sense of pleasure.