The door opened, and the three or four bandits felt the sound of wind blowing, and a figure flashed before their eyes, and the firelight disappeared immediately.
When the torch was lit again and they looked at the obvious footprints on the road, several people looked at each other in confusion, and unanimously chose to remain silent.
At this speed, they can't even see clearly. Do they still know how much they weigh in front of others?
Among the bandits, those who have been able to live peacefully in the battles between guards and ninjas are all smart and discerning, and no one will be too idle to cause trouble for themselves.
Han Baiyi, who was flying in the sky, was in a hurry and didn't want to get entangled with these little shrimps who had 10 experience points per knife.
Thanks to Miyamoto’s meticulous painting skills, the Hirata map in the game is basically the same as the Hirata mansion in reality. Han Baiyi, who has played Sekiro over and over again, knows the way here, and flies in mid-air to the underground Buddhist hall.
Run wildly.
When he arrived at the Buddhist hall, Han Baiyi didn't even blink. He ignored the two big men standing at the door, jumped to the roof, lifted up the tiles at the location in his memory, and jumped into the house with a kite.
It landed lightly, and inside the room was an old lady lying on the ground, grabbing the ground with her head.
It is Mrs. Wanzi.
Seeing the old man's face covered in blood, Han Baiyi immediately grabbed her, but she threw her away with one hand. He let out an unconscious scream and rolled his eyes.
It seems that it is the butterfly effect brought by Han Baiyi. Mrs. Wanzi, who was barely awake in the plot and could give some hints, is now unable to even maintain her sanity.
Han Baiyi was thinking about whether to go directly to the tunnel to fight the boss when he saw Mrs. Wanzi suddenly woke up again and grabbed his sleeve with one hand, her voice trembling.
"It's... it's a ninja, it's such a terrifying sight... so many strange things are pouring out of my mind..."
"Quickly, go save the young master...my son...Inosuke is by her side...protect her!"
Mrs. Wanzi was obviously suppressing the pain in her head. Her pupils suddenly expanded and then contracted, and the whites of her eyes were covered with red bloodshot eyes, as if she was experiencing some unimaginable scene.
Han Baiyi knew that she could not be saved, so he turned around and ran quickly towards the underground secret passage.
The moment he turned around, a flash of blood flashed in Mrs. Wanzi's eyes.
It disappeared in the blink of an eye.
...
"Huh...huh..."
At the corner of the corridor, a samurai with a Tsukiyo hair was leaning against the corner of the corridor with difficulty. Only half of the sword was left in his right hand. Two round eyeballs fell on the ground. His left hand was tremblingly holding the ground, with blood on his fingers.
.
He raised his head, his eyes were empty.
'Dong dong dong...'
The sound of footsteps in the corridor was heard in his ears. Inosuke gritted his teeth and tried to stand up from the ground. However, the pain caused by the illusion just now was not limited to his spirit. He also became extremely tired physically. In addition, he dug himself in order to remove the illusion.
The pain inflicted on his eyeballs left him with almost no strength to move his body.
He held the knife tightly in his hand.
The footsteps suddenly stopped in front of him, Inosuke's Adam's apple moved slightly and his lips pursed.
"You are a samurai from the Hirata family, right?"
A familiar voice reached his ears, and Inosuke breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he gritted his teeth again.
I was about to ask something, but then I remembered the identity of the other party.
His facial muscles moved with difficulty, but in the end he was still unable to express his inner questions.
"You...you are the young master's ninja?!"
"It's me."
Han Baiyi looked at the tragic situation of the samurai in front of him, and knew that in this timeline, the two of them were hopeless.
There was no expression on Inosuke's face covered with blood and tears, only his muscles were trembling slightly, and he took a deep breath.
"Don't go any further..."
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Inosuke was stunned for a moment.
He has always been loyal to Miko, why would he say such treacherous words?
However, as if to prove his point, his body felt another sharp pain.
The hallucinations that appeared in my mind at that moment were vague, but the pain in my body was extremely real.
He suddenly understood why this guy disappeared at such a critical time.
Inosuke felt a little regretful.
More than just regretting my loyalty,
If he hadn't insisted on protecting Yu Zizhou, his mother wouldn't have...
However, no matter how complicated your heart is, the facts cannot be changed.
Inosuke's heart was filled with intense regret.
It would be great if there was a regret medicine.
The voice hesitated for a moment, and Inosuke continued:
"That terrible illusion can only be broken by singing the seeds."
As he spoke, he reached into his sleeve and pulled out a small pocket of seeds.
Originally this was an item used to deal with some enemy ninjas who were good at illusions, but unexpectedly, it was used by my own family.
Inosuke smiled bitterly in his heart and handed the song into Han Baiyi's hand.
"I only have this little left, so... I leave it to you."
Han Baiyi hummed and took the seed from his hand.
【Song】
[Crush the seeds of Corydalis which make a loud noise when crushed with your fingers]
[Can cancel the illusion effect]
Although when fighting Madame Butterfly in the game, Han Baiyi always presses the knife all the way and basically never uses other props, but this is reality after all, so prepare more things to be prepared.
Without saying much to Inosuke, Han Baiyi walked through the sliding door and saw a ghost Buddha similar to the one in the small courtyard placed at the entrance of the corridor.
When you open your spiritual eyes, the ghost Buddha is surrounded by circles of light blue light.
This time with experience, Han Baiyi poured his inspiration into the stone sculpture of the ghost Buddha, and the hand holding the ghost Buddha suddenly burst into flames.
The faint blue will-o'-the-wisp.
After sitting upright and meditating to regain some strength, Han Baiyi immediately moved forward.
The moment Han Baiyi turned around the corridor, Inosuke fell to the ground with a stiff expression, and a glimmer of blood flashed in his empty eye sockets.
Two lines of blood came out of his nostrils.
Han Baiyi walked farther and farther.
...
Gently, Butterfly lowered his hand from Miko's head.
Yuzi's face was full of tears, but her eyes were empty and lifeless, as if she was in a dream. Her steps were shallow and then deep, clearly stepping on solid ground, but as if she was walking in a mire.
Her short hair, with its black edges all white, was flying in the air, and the entire underground Buddhist hall had been burned by flames.
Behind the two people, there is a golden Buddha statue that is more than ten meters tall, covered with a fiery cassock, with a sad face and clasped hands.
Everything around was burning.
Madame Butterfly looked at Yuzi's sleepwalking back and sighed silently.
This child is good at everything, but he is too kind-hearted.
Even though Miko had used illusions to erase her memory of the time she was with her, she still kept chanting her name.
However... thinking about his body that has aged to the extreme, Butterfly understands that there is no point in trying to survive.
There was a wry smile on Butterfly's face as if he was remembering the ape's appearance when he transformed into Shura.
Speaking of which, I haven’t seen him for a long time.
I wonder... How far has that child Wolf grown?
You must be able to kill me.
Only in this way can I leave Kuro to you with confidence...