Hu Zhi was sitting by the bonfire, looking at Yun Mo. Her face, which was covered by a veil, had a thin layer of blush under the light of the flames, making her look particularly delicate and charming.
"Can we talk?" Hu Ya looked at Yun Mo hesitantly.
Yun Mo knew what she wanted to say, and he nodded. He sat by the campfire, staring at Hu Zhi with his big bright eyes, as if waiting for her next words.
"What are you doing here in such a cold weather? Judging from your skills, you are definitely not an ordinary person. Don't fool me with any excuse to go hunting in the mountains." Hu Zhi asked.
Yun Mo had no intention of hiding it, but replied: "The aura of Nue appeared in Dao Wife. I fought with her, but was injured by her. I came here to find a way to break it."
"Dao Wife..." Hu Zhi muttered these two words, with a look of longing in her eyes.
"What's wrong?" Yun Mo asked.
"It's okay." Hu Zhi whispered: "The aura of Nue you mentioned should be a knife."
Yun Mo nodded and said, "Yes, a blood-red long knife. The real Nue should be dead."
Hu Zhi suddenly sneered. She looked into the distance coldly and said, "Death? How could a monster die so easily? It is like a ghoul, devouring living beings. Its body is just a container."
Hu Zhi's words revealed strong hatred and anger. Yun Mo looked at her profile. Her face was pale, her eyes were full of hatred, and her beautiful face became ferocious because of hatred.
Tiger gnashed her teeth, her eyes full of murderous intent, and her scarlet eyes stared into the distance. It was a dark night sky with no stars, no moonlight, and not even the shadow of the stars.
The night wind blew her tiger-gnawed hair, and her long black hair fluttered in the wind. Her blurry figure looked extremely lonely and desolate.
"Want to hear a ghost story?" Hu Ya turned around and looked at Yun Mo and asked, her voice was a little hoarse.
"Of course." Yun Mo said without hesitation.
"There was once a female ghost warrior who followed a general and was loyal to her through life and death, striving for merit for herself and the increasingly thinned ghost clan.
And the general did not let the female warrior down. Not only did he give her the sword Raikiri, he also gave her the family crest. In this way, the female warrior gained the reputation of fighting ghosts, wore twelve uniforms, and established herself in the world.
Everyone in the shogunate army believes that the ghost tribe will prosper here."
Tiger's melodious voice narrated, and her eyes were as bright as twinkling stars.
As if she was recounting her past achievements, her tone was full of reminiscences. It was a legendary time, when the ghost clan rose.
Yun Mo didn't speak. He knew that he didn't need to speak either. He had been holding back the tiger's bite for countless years and all he needed was an audience. He warmed the sake he had brought to ward off the cold in the campfire while listening quietly.
The story of tiger bite.
"But one day, the dark Yuansou threatened the safety of the general's territory, and Zhan Gui was ordered to suppress it. Facing the dark military force, Zhan Gui was swallowed up by Nue, who was anticlimactic and tail-end.
The war ghost was swallowed but did not die. Instead, he found a demon sword called Onikiri in Nue's chest and used it to split Nue's body open and survived.
But because of this, she was stained with the dark color of deep sin. The twelve blood-soaked uniforms that she thought could be washed away were permanently stained along with her violently beating heart.
The Raikiri gifted by the general can no longer be held. The war ghost has since become an evil ghost. She is no longer controlled by anyone, nor does she take orders from anyone.
Until she was addicted to the dark scenery and finally pulled out the Onikiri found in Nue's body from the general... The arm holding the sword was chopped off, and he turned into a wild beast and disappeared into the forest..."
When Hu Zhi said this, her eyes became moist, and tears slowly slid down her cheeks.
"What a sad story." Yun Mo sighed softly: "Am I right, Mr. Huyao? Or should I call you Mr. Yuyu Qianyo?"
"You are so smart, you actually know who I am. Shouldn't the name of such a traitor have been wiped out long ago?" Chiyo Chiyo said calmly.
"Actually, I recognized who you were from the beginning."
Gogochiyo took off her veil, revealing her face as beautiful as the moon. Her eyes were clear, and her eyes shone dazzlingly like rubies.
Her stunning face looked extremely beautiful under the reflection of the flames, but there was also a chilling air lingering on it.
Yun Mo looked at this face and couldn't help but sigh: "As expected of Master Huzhai Palace, she is a peerless beauty who has to hide her face with her face."
Hearing Yun Mo say the familiar name, Yu Yuqianyo's eyes showed a look of reminiscence, and then asked: "How did you see through my disguise?"
"Are you disguised? Although you are wearing a veil, your features are too obvious." Yun Mo smiled helplessly and said: "My Yan Mo Sword has the property of division. In addition to dividing space, it can also separate humans and demons.
You must have been separated by it."
Yunmo poured a plate of sake and handed it to Yugochiyo, who looked at the warm color of the wine reflected by the firelight.
It seemed to recall the days when he and General Thunderbolt fought together. A grand celebration banquet would be held after every victory in the battle.
Lady Sasa Yuri plays the harp, Lady Kosaigiya dances with her, and Lord Kamiko and the Shogun will drink and drink aside, the war drums roar, everyone is happy, all beautiful and intoxicating memories.
Scenes from the past appeared in my mind.
Gogochiyo took the glass of wine, then raised his head and drank it all in one gulp, with a trace of aftertaste in his eyes and a bitter smile on his lips.
Seeing that Yu Yuqianyo's expression softened, Yun Mo began to raise the questions in his mind.
"Can you answer a few questions?" Yunmo said while looking at Hu Zhi.
Yu Yuqianyo raised her head and looked at Yun Mo, with a slight smile on her face. She reached out and pushed the hair that fell in front of her forehead behind her ears, revealing her ghost horns that were cut off by the general. At this time, she
There is no need to hide one's identity anymore.
She said, "What's the question? Just ask."
Yun Mo pondered for a moment and said, "Is Tong Qianli your disciple?"
Hearing the unfamiliar name, Yu Yuqianyo was stunned and asked: "Who is Tong Qianli?"
"It's the person who holds Onikiri now. Although her spirit is not very stable, she is not crazy either." Yun Mo replied.
"I don't know, do you think I can accept a disciple in that state?"