"I am the Yiwo zodiac sign, the twelve ghost moons, and the third of the first quarter. Although I am ranked third, I always think that I have the qualifications to replace that lazy and lazy guy Tong Mo as the second one. It's just the black death Mou.
This guy tried to stop the conflict between me and Tong Mo several times. As one of the top stringers, you are far stronger than me, Yiwo Zuo. But you are not Lord Wuxian, and you don’t care about so much."
A few days ago, Lord Wuhan held a meeting on the upper string. Because the trash from the third and fifth lower strings were killed by the Demon Slayer Squad, those lowly people had all been abandoned by Lord Wuhan and sent to the underworld. The Lord specifically told them that they must
Find the blue Higan flower as soon as possible and kill a boy with a flower earring on his ear. Also, let me, as the third stringer, witness a promotion ceremony from lower string to upper string.
I thought that for the guy who was favored by Master Wuhan, killing a pillar and becoming a string was just a matter of easy capture. I came to witness just to protect the bottom line, but who would have thought that this waste called Nightmare could not even book a place?
I was killed when I arrived. Then when I was preparing to wrap up this failed mission, I realized that everything was not what I imagined.
The entire train was dismembered into pieces the size of fingernails. In the absence of the Nichirin Knife and the Sunlight, Nightmare, who was a ghost, was killed by a woman, and her blood ghost technique was on the other side.
I also sensed an aura of death that was more terrifying than Lord Wuhan. This kind of accident must be reported back to Lord Wuhan as soon as possible, but she seems to have discovered me. What should I do?
"Kyogoku House? It happens to be night now, let's go meet this Shangxian No. 6!" The sound of lifting a hammer came, and Yiwozao in the box shivered subconsciously.
"It's up to you to decide!" Xingjulang replied in a high-spirited voice.
Although it has just fallen into the night, it is the peak period when ghosts start to act. Moreover, if a fight with ghosts in such a lively Hualiu Street will affect ordinary people, it is me. If this adult takes action, the three strings will not be affected.
Those who showed no resistance were captured alive and "sealed" in a coffin, and they were only put on strings six times.
The customers who come to Hualiu Street are basically all men, except for those who come to arrest people. The arrangement of men and women in Shoji Wataru's group, and the attitude of asking for the oiran Warabihime (pseudonym) as soon as they enter the door makes the landlady a little reluctant.
Logically speaking, except for the young boy with yellow hair, most of the people in this group are very impressive and can carry samurai swords when the sword ban is promulgated. They should be people of noble status. But Kyogoku House
A shop of this nature has never received female customers. At this time, the two thoughts of a female customer with bad interests and a bad customer who comes to make trouble are constantly echoing in my mind.
After careful consideration for a long time, the shopkeeper's wife, who was sweating on her forehead, carefully said with a smile: "Dear guests, Fern Ji is not feeling well today and will not see guests! Do you think the other girls can do it?"
"Are you worried that we will be unwelcome guests? Then you should feel relieved, right?" Waving his hand, Yezi, who was waiting behind him, stepped forward and took out a thick stack of money from his small bag.
And three small gold bricks as thick as a finger.
"In terms of cash, I didn't bring that much. I added these few gold bricks as a deposit. Even if a bad customer comes, it will be enough for you, boss lady, to redecorate the shop and make it even better, right?"
"This" looked at the thick stack of cash on the table and the three gold bricks shining golden light under the light. It would be a lie to say that he was not moved, but since Kyogokuya can get the only one in the most prosperous Hualiu Street,
The most high-end stores naturally have their reasons for existing.
Controlling the greed in her heart, the landlady lowered her eyes and said, "Well, I'll try it. As for the money, the customers should keep it away. We are not the kind of shop that rips off customers and is greedy. Besides, Fern Ji is really not feeling well these two days. I'll go
Try it, but there is no guarantee that she can come down to meet the guests!"
"It doesn't matter, just tell her that her old friend Yi Wo Zuo is coming to visit, and she will come down and meet her."
After a while,
On the second floor, Oiran Fernhime's room.
"Yi Wo Zuo? Did she really say that?"
The oiran named Fern Ji frowned deeply, and a group of men and women came to look for him with long knives, and they also used the name of Yiwozao. The possibility of it being a ghost was very small, but it was a ghost killer.
That group of people on the team is very likely.
Has it been exposed? It is also possible that although the thirst for flesh and blood has dropped significantly after becoming the Twelve Ghost Moon, it has not completely subsided. It is just that compared to the lower-level ghosts, they have more self-control ability. Well, that's right.
It's the so-called picky eater. But in the end, I will still eat it.
However, he had just changed his territory not long ago, so how could he be discovered?
It doesn't matter anymore. Wasn't it me who was the one who finally left safely after being traced several times? It was just a waste of the energy invested in managing the new oiran identity.
"Tsk, they are really a bunch of rats who don't care about life and death!"
"It smells so sweet!" Tanjiro, who had been standing there like a frightened animal since he entered the door, suddenly raised his head and said, "It seems to be coming from the second floor!"
Everyone followed his gaze and found the former landlady in the corridor on the second floor. Next to her was a stunningly beautiful woman wearing a colorful yukata and a flower hairpin. The customers lingering in the store looked up.
When they saw this figure, there were expressions of obsession on their faces. Of course, there were also some idiots who didn't notice the arrival of this beautiful woman from the beginning to the end, and their dull eyes still stayed on Shoji Shiba's face.
Seeing those disgusting looks, the wild man next to him almost broke his teeth. How dare these guys use such vulgar looks to offend Master Bazaar! Ha, if it weren't for fear of being startled, go to the sixth chapter.
Let you all become paramecia now!
"I thought I would be a handsome sweetheart, but turned out to be a gentle lady."
You can hear her slightly dissatisfied and resentful tone. If someone didn't know better, they would really think that she showed pity on Brother Pig's expression.
It's a pity that the person facing her is not an ordinary person who can be easily charmed. Shoji Wataru, who always remembers that he is wearing a Harper's Bazaar vest and cannot show any reasonable expression when facing a beautiful girl, waves his hand casually.
"Now that we know everything, there's no need to talk nonsense."
"But these ordinary people don't need to know the content of our chat. Yezi, let them sleep!"
"Yes, my lord!"
"Fall out!" He skillfully activated the infinite clones, and cast a "magic wand" per person to cast a sleeping spell on the customers in the store. At the same time, Noko, who was changing the flower pots on both sides of the door, also closed the door of the store.