Urahana Ichiro, who was tall and strong, wearing a death-defying uniform, with a hat on his waist, and a bamboo hat on his head, arrived at the gate of the village where Urakasha lived.
He took off his bamboo hat with his hand, and the outline of his resolute face showed a bit of wind and frost.
The uncertainty about his brother's life and death made him worried.
What worried him even more was the fear that the three children would leave the village without a trace.
So he had a long and dusty journey and kept rushing to get there.
"Lord Death!"
When villagers on both sides saw Urahana Ichiro in his death-defying uniform, they were so frightened that they trembled and knelt on the ground, putting their heads on the ground, not daring to raise their heads.
Soul Society is an order system that is more feudal and hierarchical than reality.
There is no need to say that civilians should kneel down when they see the God of Death.
In slightly larger cities, people may be used to seeing the Grim Reaper and don't think it's anything strange.
But in these remote areas, which even the Jingling Palace cannot manage, the presence of the God of Death is a symbol, frightening all the civilians.
They are not afraid of bandits and robbers, but they are deeply afraid of the sudden appearance of the God of Death with official status.
"Look up, where is my brother?" Urahana Ichiro asked in a deep voice.
Several villagers raised their heads, not daring to look at Urahana Ichiro. After hearing Urahana Ichiro's words, they looked at each other, and then one villager asked cautiously:
"Lord Death, what is your brother's name?"
"Urukajiro." Urahana Ichiro said.
The faces of several kneeling villagers were filled with confusion. They had never heard of Urahua Erlang's name, but they knew that the boss of Urahua Club had been hacked to death recently.
Why is Puhuashe called Puhuashe?
Could it be that the boss of Uraka Club is Uraka Jiro?
In the past, when Urahana Jiro bullied the market, acted recklessly, and did all kinds of unscrupulous things, he never did bad things while saying his name loudly.
The villagers in the village do not know Urahana Jiro's real name.
But the boss of Puhua Club was killed. It was quite clear about such a big event.
Some of the villagers who were more flexible thought that the boss of Urahana Club was Urahana Erlang, and then this Urahana Erlang was hacked to death.
He didn't dare to answer as he thought about it, his face turned pale, and his body began to tremble, fearing that he would be implicated.
Urahana Ichiro saw the villagers lowering their heads and trembling bodies, not daring to answer his questions. He suddenly felt something bad in his heart and was about to question them angrily.
At this time, chaotic footsteps quickly walked out of the village.
The brawny man with a Chinese character and a few people hurried out and came to Uraka Ichiro with a tearful voice and knelt down: "Urahana-sama, you are finally here."
"Ishino, what happened to my brother?"
Urahana Ichiro has met several senior officials of Urahana Club. Several senior officials know Urahana Ichiro and know that Urahana Ichiro is the elder brother of their boss, so they have always been very loyal.
"Boss... The boss was killed." Ishino sobbed, his strong body shaking uncontrollably.
"What! Jiro is really dead!" Urahana Ichiro's eyes felt as if the world was spinning for a moment. He couldn't help but shake his body and took two steps back.
The relationship between him and his brother is quite deep.
Now I heard that Ishino, a cadre of Urahana Club, said that his younger brother was dead, so the news must not be false.
Combined with the fact that he saw from the surveillance camera ten days ago that the underground experimental site was invaded by those children and the spiders were killed, he could already draw conclusive results.
They must have killed their younger brother before they could enter the underground experimental site.
Ishino was crying, with tears streaming down his face. He was also afraid of being implicated, so he quickly said: "I have secured the murderer in the village. We have been waiting for you to come, Urahana-sama!"
Hearing Ishino's words, Uraka Ichiro laughed angrily, "Okay, okay... okay, kill my younger brother Uraka Ichiro and still dare to stay in Uraka Club."
Urahana Ichiro's face was red with anger, his fingers were placed on Asahi's waist, his finger bones were white and he clenched the hilt of Asahi's sword, and shouted angrily: "Take me to him!"
Ishino quickly wiped away tears and stood up, turning around to take Urahana Ichiro to find Haile.
"No."
A childish, calm and lazy voice came over.
Holding Sakura's scabbard in his right hand, Haile walked out of the village with the tip of the scabbard almost touching the ground. Behind him were Ichimaru Gin and Rangiku, who were also holding Ojoten.
Ishino quickly and quietly retreated, leaving his position to the two elders for a confrontation.
When Urahana Ichiro saw the Ochoten in Ichimaru Gin's hand, his eyes suddenly turned red and he became ferocious. That was the weapon he had ordered to be made for his younger brother, but now it was in the hands of a child.
"You really have a lot of courage and ignorance to dare to kill my brother." Urahana Ichiro's eyes were red, and a pressure as huge as a tsunami for ordinary people suddenly poured down from him.
The kneeling villagers around him were knocked to the ground in horror. Ishino, who was about to run away, was shocked by the huge pressure and fell to his knees. He was so shocked that he no longer dared to move.
In the sight of everyone, the sky seemed to suddenly darken, and only the tall figure of Urahana Ichiro was left overlooking them. He was really the God of Death, looking down at them coldly and ruthlessly.
Ichimaru Gin took a step back, his eyes darkened, and he almost fell to his knees.
Rangiku was even more unbearable. She immediately lay on the ground with all four limbs, her head lowered, her body was horrified, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.
"Use the breathing method I teach you to promote the development of your potential under this kind of pressure."
Everyone around him was suppressed by Uraka Ichiro's spiritual pressure and lay down. Only Haile's spiritual pressure was not strong, but he still stood there as if nothing had happened and spoke calmly without being affected.
Ichimaru Gin and Rangiku leaned into Haile's words, controlled their breathing rhythm, and slowly adapted to the pressure of spiritual pressure.
Their potential is much greater than that of Uraka Ichiro. It's just that they have never faced the overwhelming reaction of spiritual pressure, which leads to such an unbearable scene. They can adapt to it by breathing according to the breathing method given by Haer.
Rangiku might be close, but it's not too far off.
"Why are you okay?" Ichimaru Gin took a moment to adjust and looked at Haile and asked as if he was okay.
"When you know every spirit particle in your body well, you will understand that the spiritual pressure generated by the density of the soul and the pressure similar to gravity released are not irresistible," said Haile.
"What a genius for control." Urahana Ichiro slowly pulled out the light weapon and said with an angry look on his face: "But even a spirit that can be controlled with fine control will collapse at the touch of a powerful energy."
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In the shade of the trees, two Death Gods wearing Death Reaper costumes were shuttled towards the direction of Puhuashe Village.
"Seinosuke-kun is so gentle. He specifically asked Urahana Ichiro to go there alone to win this share of credit." In front of him, a tall Shinigami with a thick back spoke slowly and in a gentle tone.
Masaki Seinosuke was sweating in shock, "Aizen-sama, I..."
"I hope Urahana Ichiro won't lose my things." The tone of the Shinigami in front seemed to be filled with gentleness and a smile.
Masaki Makosuke's heart felt cold.
This chapter has been completed!