The daily life of the young master of the port Mafia Buddhist system

Night, Taito Ward, Tokyo.

A young man was sitting on a soft chair in the study room reading a book, his fingers stroked the edge of the pages, his face seemed calm and indifferent, but he did not turn the pages for a long time.

Suddenly, there was a sound from the half-open glass, and then it became calm again.

It seemed that the passing wind patted the open window mischievously.

The man's pale red eyes finally had a slight emotional fluctuation.

"Yiwozuo."

"Subordinates are here."

In the middle of the study where there was only one man, a figure kneeling on one knee suddenly appeared.

The new one was also a male with bright pink hair, a large tattoo on his body, and only a blouse with no buttons on his upper body.

The man named "Yi Wo Zuo" moved steadily, and he could clearly sense that Mr. Wu Mi was angry.

——It's not comprehensive to say that you are angry, it's just that your chest is full of negative emotions.

Onimai Tsuji closed the book, put his hands on the front and back of the book, and turned his head.

"The jade pot was killed."

As the king of ghosts, Onimai Tsujimu can use his own blood to turn human beings into ghosts and rule over all ghosts at the same time.

He can read the ghost's thoughts when he is close to the opponent, but it will not work if the distance is too far, and he can only perceive the approximate direction of the opponent.

The jade pot was burnt to ashes by Kazuki in Bunkyo District, Tokyo, which is some distance away from Taito District.

But because the jade pot is wound up and has blood bestowed by Wu Mian himself in his body, his connection with Wu Mian is closer than that of ordinary ghosts.Therefore, Wu Mi heard Yuhu's last cry for help.

But only for hearing.

After all, the jade pot would be ashes in the next second, and he couldn't answer Wu Mi's question.

At the same time that the jade pot belched, the ghost king immediately sensed the disappearance of the jade pot's breath.

Oni Wu Tsuji has [-] direct subordinates, divided into the upper string ghost and the lower string ghost, each with six ghosts.

As the upper string ghost, Yuhu should be far more powerful than the strongest pillar of the ghost killing team. I don't know how many pillar-level players have been killed over the years.

And as the highest combat power of Wu Mi's subordinates, Yu Hu unexpectedly died in such an unexplained manner...

There is a gap in the winding that has not changed for more than a hundred years!

But now is not the time to worry about the "gap". The most urgent thing is to find out the cause of Yuhu's death.

This is not to cherish his subordinates without misfortune. From an emotional point of view, Shangxian is dead when he dies.

It's a pity, but the "pity" emotion is aimed at me-it's a pity that I lost such a combat power.

For Yuhu... there is absolutely no sympathy or sadness.

Those who can get into the position of Shangxian ghosts are all guys with some strength. Such ghosts were killed directly... Wu Mi's eyes narrowed slightly.

The extremely cautious ghost king decided to send another Shangxian to investigate.

Sensing the ghosts nearby, he found that the one closest to him was Yiwozuo, so he summoned Yiwozuo back.

Originally, I wanted to hold a winding meeting, but Wu Mi had a trip recently.

A foreign businessman brought information about the blue Bianhua, and he made an appointment with the businessman as "Yue Yan", and he will not be able to leave for a while.

The news of a killed Shangxian and the blue Bianhua, to Wu Mi, the latter is obviously more important.

And Yiwozuo, who was kneeling on the ground, was a little surprised when he heard the cause of Yuhu's death, but there was no need to mourn for his "companion".

"Go to Wenjing District and find out who killed Yuhu."

The useless word is "man".

Wu Mi is the one who knows best whether a ghost can kill Shangxian, and he immediately ruled out the option of "ghost".

Then, it can only be human.

Ninety-nine out of ten are swordsmen from the Demon Slayer Squad!

After all, the only ones who are against their ghosts and are enemies are those guys who play swords.

Obviously, Yiwozuo thought so too.

After receiving Wu Mi's order, Yi Wozuo quickly went to Wenjing District, intending to find the swordsman of the Demon Slayer Squad who had been here a few days ago.

As a ghost, sunlight is his weakness, so Yiwozuo can only travel at night and stalk passers-by...

"Weird..." The girl who was frightened by the large tattoo on the man's body turned pale, staggered and then ran away.

Yiwozuo: "..."

He doesn't eat you, why run away?

Well, although Yiwozuo has a very human-like appearance, the tattoos on this appearance and the appearance of a gangster can scare away a lot of people.

The information given by Mr. Wu Mi only has a general scope, and there are no other ghosts here who specialize in collecting information, so if you want to find someone, Yiwozuo can only ask people in person...Ghosts.

Dian Dian:  …

"I'm asking you something." Yi Wozuo of the Wudou faction folded his hands on his chest and straightened his back.

Dian Dian:! ! !

Fuck it, twelve ghost months!It's Mr. Shangxian! !

These basic information are the information engraved into the DNA after being turned into a ghost.

Yiwozuo didn't even bother to bend down when facing the little ghost who was much shorter than him, "Have you done anything in the past two days?"

Has Ghost Slayer come here? "

Dian Dian:? ? ?

Ghost Slayer?No.

That human being on Yanshan Mountain was so awesome that he didn't even need to say anything, that human being would know what he was going to say.After several downtimes, the kid has developed the habit of answering questions in his mind.

Perhaps this little ghost's doubts were too obvious, too simple and easy to understand, and he obviously didn't answer aloud, but Yi Wozuo could clearly see the answer from his expression.

Yi Wozuo, who had no interest in the weak, had no intention of killing anyone, so he asked one more question patiently.

"Then have any other... other ghosts been here?"

For this kind of weak ghost, if he notices the traces of the ghost killing team, he will definitely run away and hide.Instead of starting with the Ghost Killing Squad, it is better to directly inquire about the whereabouts of the ghosts.

Yiwozuo doesn't have much communication with his colleagues, but he should have some understanding of the two of them, but for the jade pot... Yiwozuo who likes to fight each other from the front is Some don't like the jade pot that has been huddled in the pot.

And Yi Wozuo's question just pinched the center of the problem.

other ghosts.

From the little ghost's knowledge, that human's ability is completely beyond his own three views, but the strange...pot two days ago, the little ghost changed a little bit.

They are all ghosts, and they can tell the difference between the smells of the same kind—cannibals make a living. The smell on ghosts is completely different from that of ordinary humans, so humans with a backward sense of smell can only judge by sight.

Just like at this moment, Yiwozuo found this little ghost through "same smell" to ask.

The imp is holding a brown... package?It was sizzling and steaming inside.

——This is the beggar chicken that He Hui buried in the earthen bag early in the morning. It was burned for a whole day, and the ghost servants took it after nightfall.

Off topic, back to the topic of "other ghosts".

The pot made of infinite seafood, because the human being disliked it, after a fire burned all the "seafood", the kid was ordered to throw it away.

At that time, the main body of the jade pot only appeared for a moment before it was burned by He Hui, but the little ghost not far away saw a few pictures, and he also vaguely guessed that the thing that came out of the pot, is one's own kind.

But the little ghost only saw one side, and didn't know that the pot ghost was Twelve Ghost Moon.But being able to summon seafood—possessing the blood ghost technique, the pot ghost's strength is definitely far superior to his own.

All the ghosts with blood ghost skills were instantly killed by that human being, then... the little ghost was successfully scared by "killing the lion to warn the rabbit".

Doing things diligently for human beings, there is no sign of rebellion at all.

But now, he met Master Twelve Ghost Moon!

Ha, no matter how powerful humans are, they can't beat Lord Shangxian!

So he told Yiwozuo everything he knew in detail.

Yiwozuo:  …

Pot ghost who was killed in seconds?

How does this description look so similar to the jade pot I was looking for?

......

Three days after the "mountain god got angry", He Hui rebuilt the destroyed manor.

I burned my own achievements, and there was really no place to cry.

The culprit has been turned into ashes, and the person to blame cannot be found.

After the work was finally completed, He Hui dug a hole on the mountainside and buried a chicken in it, preparing to reward himself in the evening.

Calculate the time and should come back...

Bang! ! !

Mumu, the blond young man lying on the hammock under the tree, turned his head and looked at the cracked gate of the manor.

Smoke and dust rose, and a few pieces of wood flew under the hammock.The blue eyes stared straight indifferently, and could only see the shivering figure of the little ghost in the smoke and dust.

Diandian doesn't have the ability and strength to break through this door.

His pupils shrank, and He Hui immediately leaned back, propped his right hand to the ground, and left the hammock in an instant with his right hand as a support point!

Boom! !

Branches snapped off and hammocks fell to the ground, staining the beds with dust.

He Hui: ...

What happened these two days.

"The reaction is quick." A figure jumped down from the branch, and the faint light in the courtyard allowed He Hui to see the figure of the person coming.

The peach-red haired man is on his feet, his whole body is covered with tattoos, his pupils are golden, and there are words engraved in them——【Shangxian · [-]】

He Hui: ...

What kind of rural non-mainstream is this?

And Yiwozuo didn't continue to rush to attack after he failed in one blow.

Yi Wozuo raised some interest in this human being who dodged his blow.

After observing the blond young man at close range for a few seconds, Yiwozuo, who had only been interested for a few minutes at first, suddenly exploded with extremely high aura.

"This anger, you..." The golden eyes became brighter and brighter, and Yi Wozuo's hands began to tremble slightly, "It's amazing to be a human being."

Yiwozuo, who was fighting against the pillar of history, gathered a bit of fighting spirit all over his body, very similar to the aura that people often say.

It is the existence of this aura that the strong can stand out from ordinary people.

Due to the short life span of human beings, very few human beings can reach this field in the pursuit of martial arts. In a hundred years, Yiwozuo has seen only a handful of human beings who have developed aura.

So after seeing a new "imposing" human being, after a short period of joy, there are bursts of regret.

Restricted and lifespan, this human being will face death sooner or later, and his aura will also dissipate with the death of his body.

The peach-red short-haired ghost couldn't bear it, and he sincerely invited: "Are you willing to become a ghost?"

Like him, he has endless life, and he can pursue strength endlessly!

He Hui: ...

Are you recruiting him to work for your immediate boss?

The author has something to say: He Hui: It is impossible to work, only others do it for me :)