Damn! I'm surrounded by beautiful women's ghost stories

The two women smacked their lips with a "click" and "click" sound, and their teeth made circles of noises like rows of small guillotines rubbing against each other, and you could even see sparks flying.

Although Xia Shu couldn't speak, Sanshintake had a feeling when he got the knife that he might only have one chance.

She had seen the fight between Futakuchi Onna and Natsuki just now, but to be honest, she didn't see it clearly.

From Xia Shu's perspective, he quickly dodged between stones, hair sieges, spider silk traps, etc., dodging with extreme body coordination and then finding the most tricky angle to swing the sword. Although he suffered from not knowing the sword techniques, he relied on his fast enough speed and reaction to truly achieve the world's martial arts that can only be broken by speed. As long as the speed is fast enough, everything else is not a problem.

However, from Sanshenzhu's perspective, Xia Shu rushed out with a "swish", then fell to the ground with a "bang", then rushed out again with a "swish", and fell to the ground with a "bang".

He fell down several times, only to have wisps of hair fall. What happened during that time? I can't see clearly, but I see!

Just as Mikamitake picked up the knife, Futakuchi's target turned to her.

The hair came in overwhelming amounts.

Facing his fear, Sanshintake finally understood what Xia Shu had faced before. So that's how it felt like death was so close.

A memory from her childhood suddenly flashed through her mind, like a kaleidoscope of memories.

His mother was a very gentle person, but his father was a famous kendo master, known as the "Empire's Violent Tiger Swordsman", who had a very bad temper. He was often scolded and punished for not practicing sword well.

But even such a father would be very afraid of his mother.

Then she remembered asking her father why a man as strong as him would be afraid of his mother who was often hospitalized due to coughing. Wouldn't he be worried about being accused of being henpecked? Wasn't he worried about losing his momentum against the enemy? After all, the most famous "sword play" of the Sanshin-ryu was derived from the snake, which swam in the posture of a snake. If it didn't move, it would be fine. But if it moved, it would be fatal.

My father's voice is still ringing in my ears: "Because I know there are people behind me who need protection, I cannot retreat, and my sword can only move forward."

Having a weakness will not make you weaker. On the contrary, you will become stronger because you have a weakness to protect.

She suspected that her father plagiarized the lines from "Bleach" because she often watched her father update the comics.

At this moment, she also had different feelings.

Everyone has a different way of doing the sword. She feels that instead of guarding the weak spot, she is more suitable to take the initiative to help the weak spot eliminate all enemies, and then let him live a stable and peaceful life in the rear.

It should be like this, but...

At this moment, Sanshintake faced the rushing Futakuchi woman and her head suddenly felt a buzzing sensation. She knew that she couldn't retreat now. If she retreated, Xia Shu behind her would die.

She suddenly thought of Yuuma Uda again. She had taken the initiative to get involved for Yuuma Uda's safety before, but since she was involved, she had thought about how to escape, how to cooperate with Natsuki, and even thought that this was just a dream, but she never thought about helping Yuuma Uda win.

Now, she just wanted Xia Shu not to die before she was no longer able to swing the knife.

If I don't die, he can't die.

The only thing in her mind was the scene of herself and Xia Shu standing side by side and facing danger together.

"Rather than guarding the weak spot, it turns out that I prefer to walk side by side."

It's not about helping anyone solve all the problems, nor is it about fighting to protect anyone, but about living and dying together.

The two girls seemed to be frozen in time, her hair didn't move, even the wind, the clouds in the sky, the pungent smell of rust... all stopped.

The branches were no longer shaking, and the fire in the blower's stove was no longer crackling.

She now felt as if she was standing in a photo world. Everything was immobile, but she could carefully observe every angle and every detail.

The Three Divine Bamboos are like a poisonous snake, capturing all the enemy's attack angles, traps set by the enemy, the enemy's... and so on in an instant.

Then, the simplest kendo technique, a fighting technique!

But she felt that this was the most satisfying and confident move she had ever used in her life.

"Noodles!" she shouted, stepped forward with her left foot, and moved forward a step.

With both arms raised high, he swung his sword.

If she swung a few swords, or even dozens of them, like Natsuki did, she would likely be defeated and overwhelmed by subsequent attacks.

But at this moment, she actually seized the only chance to win.

With one strike of the sword, victory and defeat are reversed, and one can escape from desperate situations.

This is the secret of the Three Gods Flow that is unique to Sanshenzhu and it can only be used with a determined heart.

She is extremely proud of her kendo philosophy which is completely different from her father's.

It turns out that figuring out one's own swordsmanship is so relaxing. When she swings the sword, she is no longer thinking about protecting Natsuki, and there is no trace of Uda Yuma at all. She only wants to die with Natsuki!

This sword represents the cycle of life and death!

Xia Shu fell to the ground, his eyelids drooping as he watched the sudden explosion of Sanshenzhu, wanting to shout out a thousand "fucks" in his heart.

Why can you let go?

Chapter 191: Abducting the Fire-Blowing Man

It's just like the thought that Futakuchi had when facing Natsuki: Why do you think you can beat me? You are the weirdo and I am the weirdo.

Now Xia Shu saw that San Shenzhu used an ordinary move and actually released a wave. He also had a similar thought: How can you release a wave? You are a time traveler and I am a time traveler.

Shit, there’s a cheat!

And why was his expression so solemn before the release of the wave? Did you think of something serious? If this was an animation, would you have recalled more than a dozen episodes?

Even though he was complaining in his heart, Xia Shu was really, really envious. He found that the Tomu Kari sword had no effect at all in his hands. He could only use it for normal attacks, but with the Sanshin Bamboo, he could use it for a big R.

The huge half-moon slash carried a dazzling light, which even dispelled a lot of Xia Shu's sleepiness.

Faced with a crisis, a life-or-death crisis, Futakuchi exploded with all her strength, and then...

Shaved!

With her neck twisted into a knot, Azami Ozawa still faced the two men with the back of her head, but her hair was shaved off by "Crescent Moon Sky Strike". After trying her best to resist, Futakuchi lost all her hair and became a bald head!

The clothes completely collapsed and disappeared, revealing a white, tender and light-reflecting butt. There was also a deep scar on the back, which was similar to the scar on the front, and looked very symmetrical.

The woman who had lost her hair did not dare to stay. She could no longer use her "Brother, Brother" trick. Her fighting power dropped sharply. She only had the mouth at the back of her head to rely on, which was basically equivalent to waiting for death, so she ran away.

"Bang" the Three Divine Bamboos fell on Xia Shu.

Xia Shu’s first thought was to curse. How dare someone use fart to clean his face!

If Sanshenzhu hadn't been sleeping soundly on top of him, he would have definitely condemned him: "You have no hygiene!"

……

"Who said I'm unhygienic?"

The Mikami family kendo gym.

One boy blushed, and you couldn't blame him, because just as he was about to leave the men's bathroom in Gundam form, someone rushed in.

Damn it, I absolutely cannot stay in this gym anymore.

Thinking this way, in order to prevent his legend from being spread, the boy decided to take on the responsibility of cleaning the bathroom for the next week, just to let the other party let him go and never tell anyone about this.

Therefore, the cleaning work mainly includes mopping the floor and removing hair from the floor drain.

It's quite disgusting.

Who knows if there are other people who like to transform into Gundam as much as he does? Nowadays, Gundams are all manual transmission, and the leakage of white engine oil will cause serious mental pollution. But in order not to be exposed, he can only sacrifice himself.

Because he does this, he thinks others must do the same. This is called a reasonable guess!

But just as he was about to clean up, he was questioned.

Is it a problem for men to like playing with guns? No problem!

I like to maintain my gun, so I clean it often. Is that a problem? No problem at all!

But when I was maintaining and cleaning the gun and was seen by others, it became my problem, and they also accused me of being unhygienic. Where is justice? Is there anyone in the entire kendo hall who is more hygienic than me? No one, absolutely not.

Even though he had a hundred dissatisfactions and ten thousand complaints in his heart, he was still ready to clean.

Start cleaning from the floor drain to remove any hair.

"No?"

"Neither this?"

The bathroom was unexpectedly clean. There was not a single strand of hair in sight, and there was not even any scale. The stainless steel floor drain was sparkling.

I always feel like something is wrong.

"Wait, the bathroom is too clean!" He finally found the problem.

It was so clean that it was eerie. He had cleaned the place before. There were yellow urine marks on the tiled walls, the floor drain was clogged with hair, and even the shower had white stains due to excessive alkali. Some of the shower heads were blocked.

"Are you cleaning?" Someone came out of a cubicle and greeted casually.

"Yeah," he nodded, then walked over. Since every other place was clean and hygienic, he could go home after cleaning the last place.

He walked into the cubicle and saw that it was clean without even any foam or water stains. His heart skipped a beat and he quickly left.

Hit the evil?

But what a monster this was.

I've never heard of a monster that helps with cleaning!

Snail girl? That's not right. Why would the Snail Girl help clean the men's bathroom? Is she a pornographic Snail Girl?

……

Xia Shu woke up.

I feel very tired.

The blood volume did not recover and remained empty.

But he is in good spirits.

Sanshinzhu was still sleeping, curled up on the ground, with his hair spread out like an open black fan, and at hand was the sacred weapon, the Tsumurakari sword.

I hope she's not dead from exhaustion.

But when I think about it, how could Sanshenzhu die of exhaustion with his physical fitness? I am the real weakling with sub-healthy body. Sanshenzhu must be in great shape after years of practice.

He sheathed the artifact, and planned to study the release of the weapon with Sanshintake later. He also wanted to use the Crescent Moon Tenchong (Japanese version), not the Black Robe Homelander version.

Turning his gaze back to the fire-blowing man, he had not left.

"Mr. Blow" Xia Shu sat in front of the man who was blowing fire and asked: "Have you ever thought about settling down? No longer wandering around like an ordinary person, with no food to eat, but finding a stable job from nine to five?"

Xia Shu lacks everything now. He needs someone to help him forge cursed items, and he also needs a good match for Jizo who can make wishes. He needs them both, whether they are useful or not.

The fire-blowing man remained unmoved.