One punch to an Ultraman, you say you are Golzan

On the mountain of Suna.

There are few travelers in the lush forest, but today three thieves came.

"We haven't reached the ancestral hall yet?" complained Kawada, a strong man in the team.

“We’re already here!”

The thin Kamimura pointed to the depths of the forest in surprise.

The other two looked over.

At the end of the place was an old ancestral hall covered with fallen leaves.

The purple curtain hanging from the top was covered in dust, and the wooden door with talismans pasted on it had lost its color.

A thick chain locked the door tightly.

When the wind blew, the smell of rotten wood hit me in the face.

Pick the lock and step inside.

The three people's attention fell on the altar in the center at the same time.

There is a bronze statue on top.

He was fully clothed in armor, with one hand holding a spear above his head and the other hand held upright in front of his chest.

His expression was solemn, and an invisible murderous aura seemed to be overflowing from his eyes.

The three of them instantly became much more energetic.

"This guy looks really scary." the sturdy man complained.

Uemura explained: "Because it is a bronze statue of a samurai who specializes in fighting monsters."

He wanted to speak more but was interrupted by the burly man.

"What is this?" He pointed to the area under the altar, where there was a sealed box.

Uemura frowned and said, "It's best not to touch this. There seems to be a knife inside to suppress monsters. If you move it..."

"You are such a coward. Where do ghosts and gods come from in this day and age?" Kawata didn't believe it at all.

If ghosts and gods really exist, how can bad guys live so comfortably?

He opened the box and put the sheathed straight knife into his pocket.

However, his Kamimura could only follow the two of them and leave.

But when he walked out of the ancestral hall holding the bronze statue, strange music sounded.

That night,

The wind howled.

A huge scarlet hand stretched out from the mountain and lasted for a long time before slowly dissipating.

The next day,

After receiving the order, Da Gu and others boarded the Feiyan and arrived at Sukina Mountain.

However, unlike the danger imagined, the mountain was very quiet.

Apart from a large hole that appeared out of nowhere, there was nothing unusual.

However, the old man on duty last night was convinced that it was the resurrected ghost Sukina.

Suspecting that there was something wrong with the ancient sword that suppressed demons, he asked to go to the ancestral hall.

The crowd followed with half belief and half doubt, and soon saw the ancestral hall with its doors wide open.

The chains were scattered on the ground and the altar inside was empty.

“They’re all gone!!”

Jingtian Jinglong, Sukinagui, Fengguidao...the old man muttered these three words in fear.

Everyone looked at the old man's serious description and believed Dacheng in their hearts.

We must get the Ghost Sealing Sword back!

...........

There is a noodle restaurant five kilometers away from Sukina Mountain.

Three bowls of beef bone ramen with dashi broth exude an attractive luster under the sunlight.

"Why don't you eat?"

The strong man looked at Shangcun in confusion.

You have got the treasure and are about to sell it for money, why are you not happy?

Shangcun seemed to have made up his mind, and raised his head with a difficult expression: "Or, let's return the knife. It's the ghost-suppressing knife..."

"What? You're bringing this up again?"

Upon hearing this, the strong man’s emotions exploded like a ignited gunpowder barrel: “How many times have I told you since I came back yesterday?

That knife is worth more than the bronze statue! Also, what the hell are you, a tomb robber, thinking about?

If there really was a ghost, we would have already run away!

That’s what I’m saying!

If you dare to mention it again, I will beat you to death!"

Saliva splashed into the bowl and his fist with bulging veins pressed against Kamimura's face.

The thin Uemura had no choice but to lower his head. After a long silence, he spoke in a muffled voice:

"I...I'm going back to the car first..."

Hanoi looked at Kamimura's departing back and deliberately raised his voice to taunt him, "What a coward! You deserve to be unable to do anything right!"

Feeling upset, Kamimura swallowed his anger and walked out of the store, opening the car door.

After sitting down and trying to calm down his anger, he glanced at the rearview mirror casually.

I just happened to see the cloth covering the antique slide down on the back seat.

A complete bronze statue of a warrior was revealed.

"Is it not packed well?" Uemura wondered.

But just when he was about to get off the car and wrap it again.

The lifeless eyes suddenly became filled with fear.

what happened!

Why can't I move?!