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The brilliance of the bright moon was completely blocked by a sliding door.The domain between black and light was separated, Hanyu Mirai was pushed in by Nagasaki, and he heard the children laughing and laughing behind him, waiting for the blessing of the mountain god.

He saw vaguely, in the depths of the room, Isshiki Hiiragi with his back to him.Quietly lit an oil lamp, making the whole room warm.

"Come here..." Isshiki Hiiragi said.

The words were very similar to the intimacy they had in the past when they had not encountered evil spirits.

Hanyu Mirai walked slowly from the door to the tatami step by step, and sat down only five meters away from Isshiki Hiiragi.

"Oh—I'm really surprised. I saw my old friend right in front of my eyes. Don't you have any doubts?" Hiiragi Isshiki turned his head and looked back at Mirai Hanyu, who was about the same height as him.

"It's a crime for a brazen creature like you to survive, but you actually dare to do such a thing like lightning."

Hanyu Miku said that he stared at Isshiki Hiita's back with monstrous anger, until today, he finally dared to express it nakedly.

"Pretending to be a mountain god is such a shame that you can still do it?"

Isshiki Hiita's fingers tensed up, and was hit by Mirai Hanyu's bold words.

Laughter almost came out word by word from his throat, "You know what kind of situation you are in now, but you still dare to say such things to me."

The strong wind blows from nowhere, blowing the candle light to and fro.The shadows of the two people were stretched long and extended to the wall. When the wind blew, the candlelight was almost extinguished for a moment, and the shadow of Isshiki Hiata was stretched long.

Candle returned to its original state with a crumbling body, and Isshiki Yuta's shadow had turned into another adult woman in a blink of an eye.

With jet-black hair, rose-red eyes, and a luxurious kimono, she is surprisingly good-looking.

The woman laughed, "I am a god, why pretend to say it?"

Hanyu has long been mentally prepared for the future.Isshiki Hiiragi would never abandon him, nor would he treat him coldly.

Hanyu Mirai firmly believes that Isshiki Hiiragi will never leave behind, and before leaving, Isshiki told him forcefully that I will definitely bring back the rescuers.

His mother-in-law and mother-in-law always refer to themselves as elder brother.Even though he was just a little kid, he still wanted to take care of another child.

Abandon, betray.

This kind of vocabulary does not exist in Isshiki Hiiragita's dictionary at all.

"How dare you say that, doing such a heinous crime, calling yourself a god!"

Miku Hanyu saw [Isshiki Hiita] transforming into another woman as if by magic, he was unmoved, clenched his fists, and shouted: "Isshiki, where did you hide my brother!"

"Forget it, I don't need to argue with a child." She smiled softly, her charming rose red eyes narrowed slightly, the danger was like a dazzling light, piercing towards Hanyu Mirai, "Don't you already have that in your heart?" Have you come to a conclusion? He's dead."

Feelings of annoyance and anger rushed to my face like a tidal wave.Hanyu Mirai's eye sockets were hot, and the whites of his eyes were red with anger.His eyes were about to split open, and his scarlet eyes stared fiercely at the woman.

The nails had already sunk deep into the palm of his hand, tore through the skin, and blood flowed out from the wound little by little.

His voice was almost suppressed from his throat, shouting loudly.

"You evil ghost in human skin!"

"Isshiki Hiiragi didn't need to die in the first place, you killed him." The woman smelled the sweet smell of blood, the corners of her lips curled up little by little, she stuck out her tongue and licked the corners of her own mouth, "Ah, this kind of fragrance, even if I have lived for thousands of years, it is the first time I smell a sweet smell."

She saw Hanyu Mirai's blank eyes for a moment, she stood up, and looked down at the young child in front of her.

As long as he stretched out his hand, he could easily separate his head and body, completely losing the breath of life.

It's as simple as killing Isshiki Hiiragi.

"No matter what, he refused to reveal your existence, and his eyes widened before he died. He must have died very unwillingly... Isshiki Hiiragi."

At the same time that Hanyu Miku had just escaped from the hands of the evil spirits, wandering around in the forest, looking for a way out.

Isshiki Hiiragi rushed to the foot of the mountain and saw the way home.

The evil ghost named Oni Wu Tsuji Wumi, because the mountain god festival is coming, he is rushing back from afar - back to this village that has been rich for a hundred years because of him (the mountain god).

Although it is very unbelievable, it is indeed true.

He is the king of ghosts who rules the world, and both humans and ghosts fear him and respect him.Ghost Mai Tsuji is the creature standing at the top of the biological chain, and he deserves to enjoy more delicious food.

Eating one thin-blooded human is equivalent to eating a hundred ordinary humans, and thin-blooded humans are hard to find in a hundred years, and rare to see.

What if the entire village is full of thin blood?

In order to reserve the most delicious food, the ghost king has reserved it for a hundred years.It took a lot of time just to capture the thin-blooded humans from all over the place.

The mountain god festival is not only a feast for human beings, but also a feast for the gods of the mountains (Kimai Tsuji no misanthropy).

He has been entrenched in this mountain and this village for nearly a hundred years.

Whenever the mountain god festival comes, the village will offer a living sacrifice who has just turned seven years old and give it to Guiwu Tsuji.

Blood is the most delicious moment for children who have just turned seven years old. Children have just escaped the protection of the gods. They are innocent and pure blood is the most delicious sacrifice.

It was at this time that Oni Wu Tsuji met Ishishi Hirata, and the seductive sweetness had nowhere to hide for the ghost king's sense of smell.

In just a moment, he had already found Isshiki Hiita who was in a mess and covered in blood from the deep mountain.

The smell of the two thin bloods all seduced the ghost king's sense of smell, even though the mountain god festival hadn't officially started yet, he didn't mind trying the pre-dinner snacks.

One of the smells of blood was unexpectedly sweet to the evil spirit's sense of smell.The two streams of blood were mixed together, and Guiwu Tsuji couldn't clearly distinguish who was the real owner of the blood.

In the next second, he caught Isshiki Hiiragi.

Isshiki Hiita still maintained his running posture, sliding in the air for a while: "Huh?"

Kimai Tsuji grabbed Isshiki Hiita, the sharp nails cut his skin, and the scent of thin blood poured out.

Guiwu Tsuji recognized that this was not the scent he smelled, "Where is the other person who is with you?"

Isshiki Hiiragi's eyes were full of tears, fooling his own eyes, he saw Kimai Tsuji's too sharp fangs.

Is it evil...ghost again?

Isshiki Hiiragi was shaking all over his body, he didn't know if he was grieving for his own fate, or because of the people he hadn't been able to save yet.

"I-I don't know..."

Hanyu Miku listened to Onimai Tsuji Musai describe Isshiki Hiiragi's tragic death with words, and his red Sharingan was as hot as a flame.

"Why is an evil spirit like you still alive!"

How many people have been killed by the evil ghost that has lived for thousands of years?

Nagasaki and all the seemingly simple villagers in the village are all accomplices of Oni Wu Tsuji.

He was so angry that he even wanted to kill the evil spirit in front of him immediately.

The miraculous power of Sharingan allowed Miku Hanyu to miraculously see the true appearance of Muyou Onimui Tsuji's mimicry, and he remembered Muyou Onimui Tsuji's face in his heart moment by moment.

It was because he was too weak that night that Isshiki Hiiragi died innocently.If he had awakened his strength early that night—it was because he failed to save people, and everything was because he was too weak.

Mirai Hanyu whimpered in pain.

"I will never let you go!"

Guiwu Tsuji felt that enough was enough, she had already admired the angry expression of the living sacrifice.

For thousands of years, I have also seen the expressions of countless ghost killing teams, or ordinary humans, saying that they want to avenge others.

"I've heard it countless times, you should prepare for your death."