Yuanyi first saw Wuhan late one night in his previous life.

The tree-lined path was dark and sparse with stars and no moon. He followed the flight path of the crow, and not long after he met the ghost king Wumei.

At that time, the ghost king, who had been in hiding for more than five hundred years, stood boldly in the middle of the road with a confident smile. His curly hair was exquisitely styled, and his kimono was scented with Luo Guoxiang. He had a beautiful female ghost by his side and was looking at him with scarlet eyes.

Door-to-door "late night snack".

Yuanyi looked back at him and held the knife.

The corners of Wuhan's lips raised in a contemptuous arc: "I'm no longer interested in you breathing swordsmen."

If you use cruel words well, there will be no less hatred. All roads lead to Rome, and no one will cross the Naihe Bridge.

He launched an attack on Yuanyi, with eight tentacles and scythes attached to his arms, slashing away patches of trees and smashing large chunks of land. Hearing the loud sound effects and seeing how much money was spent on the scene, Wuhan thought he could defeat Yuanyi.

Take it apart into eight pieces, but actually——

He only had time to outline Yuanyi's body, and Yuanyi saw through all his weaknesses.

With the He Dao in hand, he was the best at killing monsters. He completed the ultimate move in an instant without reading the article, and cut off Wu Mei's head with one blow, and landed in front of him unscathed.

He asked Wuhan: "What do you think of life?"

This questioning of the soul, this extraordinary force, and this indifferent expression left an indelible shadow on Wu Ke.

In the end, Wu Kuan actually blew himself up into pieces and fled the scene in order to survive. By accident, he failed to cut off all the pieces of flesh with his knife, allowing Wu Kuan to escape.

After that, until his death, Wuhan, who was still alive, never appeared again.

Just a little bit, just a little bit...

The memories came to an end, but the noise in my ears was still there. Enichi held Granny Qianharu's hand and followed the tide of the oiran's chariot.

Even though the time was advanced two hundred years and the ghost king Muzan had put on a disguise, he still recognized him at a glance. Although he didn't know why Muzan came to Inuyama, since he came, he would die here.

Yuanyi thought so.

But thinking about his three-headed body, Enichi felt that it was a bit difficult to kill Muzan. Moreover, Inuyama Castle was no better than the wilderness, with living people everywhere. If Muzan used people as hostages, his disadvantage would only be more obvious.

You can't just leave it alone, let alone delay it.

Evil spirits like Muzan will definitely start hunting tonight. Maybe in a few days, new evil spirits will appear in Inuyama Castle. By then, his mother, Granny Chiharu, the Mishima family... will all become ghosts

of food.

I have to take action tonight, Yuan has made up his mind.

There was a wind blowing, carrying a faint wisp of evil spirit. Yuan was slightly startled, and inexplicably looked outside Inuyama Castle, but what he saw was a dark mountain shadow.

It seems that there is, but it seems that there is not...

The human scent filled the tip of his nose, covering up the strange feeling.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Qianharu pulled his hand and said kindly, "Do you want to eat Jinping candy?"

Yuanyi shook his head: "I'm tired, Grandma Qianharu, let's go back."

A child is a child after all, no matter how lively the oiran parade is, he will quickly lose interest. Chiharu led him onto the path and gradually moved away from the long street.

While walking, Mr. Yuanyi looked back from time to time to look outside the city.

Is it his imagination? He seems to smell the scent of his monster brother?

…

If Rimei Gou refreshed Sesshomaru's knowledge, then Muzan's Scrap really improved Sesshomaru's knowledge.

It didn't take long for Sesshomaru to go from killing the bad ghost to locking down Muzan. But from locking onto Muzan to killing the opponent, the process was dragged out for an infinite amount of time.

In order to avoid his pursuit, this evil ghost will do anything!

He is resident in the big human city, huddled in the flower street. Not only does he smoke incense and apply powder and ointment, he also squats in the toilet for three days and only eats rotting corpses for half a month, just to mix the smell of his body and create a miraculous effect.

.

I have to say that this approach was very successful.

The smell of Muzan was so weird that even a skunk would be ashamed of it. Naturally, Sesshomaru didn't want to touch this dirty thing.

But not wanting to touch him doesn't mean he has no murderous intention. The more shameless Muzan is, the angrier Sesshomaru becomes. In his eyes, this is a kind of fooling and wantonness.

Hunters are always patient.

He will take action immediately when the opponent's scent reaches the bottom line of what he can tolerate!

However, this anger slowly dissipated as he approached Inuyama Castle. Suddenly, he thought of the half-demon that killed Centipede.

For some unknown reason, Sesshomaru gave up the idea of ​​killing Muzan for the time being. However, he rarely had the time to sit back and watch, wanting to see if the half-demon could quickly detect the bad ghost after it entered the city.

Like a hunting test, Sesshomaru was evaluating the half-demon's growth value.

Unexpectedly, this half-demon met his expectations.

…

It's night, the silver moon is dim, and the candlelight is cold.

As soon as his mother rested, Yuanyi stood up quietly. He put on the small sleeved hakama for easy movement and carried the Sun Lun Sword on his back. Although the rustling sound was small, it still woke up Ming Jia.

"Young Master..." Ming Jia was still very sleepy and his eyes were half closed, "What are you doing?"

Yuanyi: "Go out for a trip."

Oh, let's go out. It's so late at night. I should go to Dongsi, so there's nothing wrong with me.

"Master, please come back early, Mingjia won't accompany you..." Together. Mingjia turned over and fell asleep.

Enichi opened the door gently and heard that there was no movement in Izayoi's room. Then he closed the door and disappeared into the Mishima house.

Thanks to the dog's nose, and thanks to Muzan's efforts to make himself stink, even if Enichi didn't know where the Tagiri Takeshi family was at the south gate, he could still find Muzan's location based on his sense of smell.

He was like a gust of wind blowing across the rooftops of the city, and soon landed outside the longhouse of the Tagiri Takeshi family.

Avoiding the maids coming and going, and avoiding the samurai on night watch. Yuanyi restrained his breath and stood outside Wuhan's house. He wanted to take action directly, but unexpectedly there was someone in the house.

It was a man, his voice was very young and extremely flattering, like a young man who fell in love: "Xue Ji, this is the first batch of wisteria tea produced by our Inuyama Castle. Do you want to try it?"

Indoor Wuhan:...

Yuanyi outside the house:......

"Tagiri-kun, I don't like scented tea." Muzan covered his face with a fan and looked up and down at the second son of the Tagiri samurai family. He felt that he looked clean and was very suitable for a late-night snack.

Having been around the flower street all year round, and being a man myself, Wuhan certainly understands men's psychology.

His smile became brighter: "Tagiri-kun, we can eat something else." As he said that, he lifted the man's chin with his fan, and his nails gradually became sharper.

Yuanyi outside the house noticed Wu Mei's murderous intent and was about to break in -

Tagiri-kun was overjoyed to be encouraged by the "goddess" and said enthusiastically: "Yukihime, then you can try this wisteria flower cake!" Instead of drinking tea, he wanted to eat something else, and it seemed that he wanted to eat cake!

Wuxian:……

Yuanyi:……

"I don't like wisteria flowers." Wu Mei's voice became colder.

"Ah? Well, then I won't eat wisteria anymore." Tagiri said.

"No more? Do you often eat these?"

Tagiri nodded: "Inuyama Castle is dominated by Mishima, and the main city is engaged in the business of wisteria flowers. We will not object. Although the wisteria in the city has not bloomed yet, there are wild wisterias in the mountains. The samurai picked a lot and made them.

The tea and cakes were brought and I have been eating them for more than a month."

I have been eating wisteria for more than a month...

This person has already soaked up the wisteria poison!

Muzan unconsciously moved away from Tagiri, his face a little distorted: "Let me ask you, how many people in Inuyama eat wisteria?"

Tagiri said honestly: "A lot."

Wuxian:……

The hand holding the fan trembled slightly. He really didn't expect that although Inuyama has no natural enemies, there are wisteria flowers! It is highly poisonous!

If everyone eats wisteria, then he will eat humans. Even a small amount of wisteria poison is useless to him, but it can't stand up to a hundred people. The poison from thousands of people will add up. If he stays, he will be poisoned to death, but he has to go out, there are dog monsters outside.

ah.

The more I think about it, the angrier I get, and the angrier I get, the more I lose my mind.

Wuhan only felt that the stronghold of Inuyama was ruined. Not only was it ruined, it would probably become the largest wisteria flower exporting place in the future, which would cause a huge blow to his survival career.

So, why not kill them all now.

Wuxian never put human life in his eyes. He would massacre the city without any hesitation when he thought of massacring it. But it would hurt his hands to do it alone, and he would have to kill a few more ghosts.

With this thought in mind, Muzan turned his attention to Tagiri.

"Tagiri-kun, can you do me a favor?" Muhan smiled sinisterly as a long tentacle with a knife stretched out from under his kimono.

"Okay, okay! What do you want?"
To be continued...