In the vast courtyard of the temple, houses gradually collapsed in the raging fire, and the bodies of monks spread throughout the rooms and courtyards.
In the open space not far from the burning house, a few "people" are grinning admiring the torches they made by themselves. They often dodge the sun on weekdays, and they can come into contact with such a hot light source, which can only be seen by setting fire.
A young girl in a white yukata was surrounded by them, her face was pale and pale, and she cried softly as she watched the burning fire.
A delicate and delicate little hand smeared with red nail polish gently stroked the girl's face. The owner of the palm was a black-haired woman in a kimono, and her face was full of admiration and joy.
"It's soft and delicate like a first blooming flower, this smooth skin feels really comfortable, ah... what a good child! Adults like girls like you the most!"
The girl in the kimono looked at the girl in the yukata with admiration, and licked the corner of her mouth with her tongue, ah... If it wasn't for the coming adult, she couldn't wait to enjoy this tender lamb on the spot.
No matter her age, appearance, or temperament, she was satisfied. It was a wise decision to bring someone to the countryside to find prey this time, otherwise she might miss this girl.
When the girl in kimono was addicted to the girl's smooth skin and delicate face, the other ghosts were a little depressed.
Things have been done, and I am full. Why does my boss start to fall ill again? Just take it away and prepare. It is really annoying to waste time here.
One of the ghosts rolled his eyes, forget it, he's used to it anyway, the boss will always be like this when he sees a girl who is more beautiful than her.
Then when he turned his head, he saw a man in a blue trench coat carrying a suitcase and a wide-brimmed hat on his head. At a glance, he knew that the clothes were expensive and he was obviously a high-class person. Staring blankly at what was happening on the field.
Looking at each other--
"Someone!!"
Following this ghost's shouting, several ghosts around looked at Matou Shinji one after another, with fierce expressions on their faces. Since they saw him, don't go back forever, lest the ghost-killing team be alerted to come and ask for trouble.
Although they say they have just eaten "rice", they don't mind adding a meal at all, especially for the upper class people with thin skin and tender meat, it is their favorite.
The girl in kimono didn't even raise her head, she was addicted to stroking the girl's face, and let her subordinates handle the unlucky bastard who broke in. She believed that it would end soon, not even to say the battle, just a small one. Just exercise after meals.
As she expected, this battle was like an after-dinner exercise. The battle ended almost instantly, blood was spilled on the ground, and the orange ground reflected by the flames instantly appeared puddles of stains.
puff puff! !
Along with the snow-white arc, the loser's head was beheaded and staggered to the ground, but the person standing was somewhat unexpected by the kimono woman.
"So rude? He didn't even talk nonsense at all, he just shot me and scared me!"
Matou Shinji looked at the fallen corpses around and said, the nine characters Kanding in his hand was faintly glowing with scarlet light, and a few drops of blood slowly dripped from the blade.
The ghosts on the ground did not come back to life, but the whole body began to disintegrate, returning everything to nature.
Seeing such an effect, Matou Shinji said to himself: Not bad.
It's not worth his hard work in the past few days to grind some powder from the stone of pseudo-sages, and then after some processing and magic rituals, solidify it on the blade of the nine-character and fixed blade, so that it can store the positive energy of the sun during the day, and this layer The coating also greatly increases the strength of the blade.
It is worthy of the legendary panacea and miracle stone. Although it is not the real sage's stone in his hand, it has at least some of the former's properties, allowing Matou Shinji to ignore many magic problems, simply and directly. Roughly coated with a layer of film.
Swinging the blood of the knife, the blood droplets on it flew away, and Matou Shinji looked at the woman in kimono standing up, with her hair tucked behind her head and fastened with a hairpin. The first impression of the luxurious black kimono was the feeling of being aloof.
The cold beauty looked at Matou Shinji with vigilant eyes, and said suspiciously: "Ghost Killer Squad? No, you don't wear that kind of uniform, and you don't have too much killing intent and hatred! So~ little brother, why should we As for hostility, isn't one more friend better than multiple enemies?"
The vigilance in the woman's eyes was like a melting iceberg, which disappeared in a short period of time, but was replaced by a charming smile, the gemstone earrings swayed slightly in the air, and the white neck was exceptionally white under the firelight, like a classy suet.
With a light smile, she leaned over slightly, a deep valley came into view, her blushing lips opened and closed gently, and her words seemed to have magic power, which made people subconsciously want to do what she said. If their consciousness is weak, they may rise up. Surrender to the thoughts beneath her feet.
"You're right, I don't have any deep hatred with ghosts..."
Matou Shinji's words caused a smug smile on the corner of the woman's mouth. In her opinion, this was another idiot who was hypnotized by his own blood ghost technique. However, Matou Shinji's next sentence made her smile freeze on her face.
"...But does this have anything to do with me killing you? Actually, there are many excuses and righteousness, but I'm too lazy to say, well... It's just to see that you are unhappy and practice swordsmanship."
Matou Shinji said these words very plainly, as if she was talking about what bread to eat today, and even stopped the girl beside her from sobbing, she showed a confused and bewildered look.
If according to the development of the story, shouldn't it be a righteous messenger to come to save himself from fire and water? Why did it become like this?
"Damn guy, what do you think of me! I'm not one of those wastes, don't look down on my Shamrock!"
"Can you remember the name of a disposable sandbag? Come on, show your strength if you want me to remember it."
A black shadow came, and Matou Shinji's eyes lit up slightly. The speed was not bad, but... it was still far behind!
Holding the sword in both hands, he stepped abruptly, the invisible momentum condensed behind him, the crystal-red blade became brighter and brighter, and countless magic powers in the air rushed into Matou Shinji's body.
This world is fundamentally different from Matou Shinji's world, and unlike Matou Shinji's mysterious and declining world, rich magic power fills the air.
Because of the mysterious decline, there is no magic power that can be used, so the magician will close his body and use his own vitality and soul to construct a small source to produce magic power.
Matou Shinji was the same before, but now he no longer closes his body to the outside world, but directly opens it up, allowing countless magic powers to flow into his body, bones and muscles hungry for magic power, and the magic circuit is even more fully supported .
Every moment, countless magical powers entered the body, and the body became stronger every moment. The figure of Matou Shinji suddenly disappeared, leaving behind a crimson sword light.
Pfft——!
"The response was good, but... it's a pity."
Matou Shinji glanced at the woman in kimono who had escaped his beheading, and directly put the nine-character Kensada back into the sheath, looking up at the temple, which was burning more and more.
Seeing him being so arrogant, the kimono woman gritted her teeth fiercely. What she hated most was this kind of contempt, and suddenly attacked his back, thinking fiercely in her heart: This is not over yet!
However, when she moved, she found that her body did not obey her commands, and something wanted to pour out of her throat...
"Wow!"
With a mouthful of black blood spitting out, she suddenly collapsed to the ground, staring weakly at the back of Matou Shinji, countless black tendons appeared on her delicate skin, her beautiful face instantly turned into a ghost, and her flesh quickly slackened. , and then fell from the body piece by piece.
"What's this...?" she said in a panic.
"It's nothing, it's just that you are already dead. Closing your eyes is like falling asleep. There will be no pain. Don't worry, it will be soon."
Matou Shinji said casually, the black blood potion adjusted this time is okay, at least it is first-class lethality to ghosts in this world, um... it is called the black blood potion for ghosts, the name should be quite appropriate.
After seeing the countless battles of the demon hunters, and seeing their precautions and targeted medicines, Matou Shinji was fully prepared. After the demon made the black blood medicine, he smeared some medicines on the sword. on the blade.