Zongman: Redemption of Life in the Other World

“Hiss~”

A chill came over her and she couldn't help sneezing.

"Ouch, I'm freezing to death."

Tsukishima Kyoko rubbed her arms and muttered, "Meihe, if it really doesn't work out, we can just find a hotel tonight and stay there instead of waiting for the bus here."

"Well, it's up to you."

Shirakawa Miwa half-closed her eyes and responded in a daze.

"It would have been over if you had just said it earlier."

Tsukishima Kyoko had a complaining look on her face.

However, she had just stood up.

Another gust of cold wind blew, and she shivered and immediately squatted down.

"Damn! What a lousy weather in this damn place."

Tsukishima Kyoko complained and cursed, and suddenly turned her head and saw a tall figure appeared not far ahead.

In the silence of the night, it is particularly dazzling.

That is...

"How come this guy is so tall and has such long hair!"

She blinked her eyes, trying hard to identify it, and finally, the figure was getting closer and closer.

She suddenly opened her eyes wide, opened her lips slightly, and stammered, "This...this...isn't it the...slit-mouthed woman?"

"Meihe, hurry...run!"

Tsukishima Kyoko dragged Shirakawa Miwa and ran away.

The two of them fled in panic, and from time to time they heard sharp and hoarse questions from behind them, "Am I beautiful? Am I beautiful?"

"I ask you, am I beautiful?"

The Slit-Mouth Woman chased them with a pair of giant black scissors, scaring them so much that they ran away desperately and ran into the tree-lined path of the park in one breath.

"Huh~ I finally got rid of her."

Tsukishima Kyouko panted and patted her chest.

Shirakawa Miwa leaned against a tree, stretching out her trembling hand and pointing into the distance.

"Hiroko, look, who is that?"

Because she vomited several times, and just saw the terrifying slit-mouthed woman that had been making the rounds recently, Shirakawa Miwa's drunkenness was almost completely sobered up.

Looking in the direction of her finger, they saw a tall, long-haired woman wearing a brown windbreaker, a white mask, and holding a pair of giant scissors walking towards them.

Half of the slit-mouthed woman's face was hidden under the mask, and the exposed eyes were filled with murderous intent and viciousness.

Tsukishima Kyoko swallowed and said, "Meiwa, I'm afraid we can't escape today."

"do not give up."

Shirakawa Miwa pulled her and prepared to continue running.

"am I pretty?"

However, at this moment, those faint words came, floating in the ears of the two people like a ghost.

Both of them stopped their movements uncontrollably, turned their heads stiffly, and looked at the slit-mouthed woman.

"am I pretty?"

The slit-mouthed woman continued to repeat what she had just said, but this time she took off her mask.

A mouth covered with hideous scars and stitched together was revealed, looking extremely terrifying.

Shirakawa Miwa's pupils suddenly contracted and her body trembled violently.

She was so horrified that she covered her mouth and almost vomited.

Tsukishima Kyoko was also frightened. She pretended to be calm and said, "Meihe, you go first. I will buy time."

"What nonsense are you talking about? If you want to leave, let's go together."

Shirakawa Miwa retorted, she pushed Tsukishima Kyoko aside and walked straight towards the slit-mouthed woman.

Shirakawa Miwa walked closer, and the fear in her eyes seemed to have disappeared.

"am I pretty?"

The slit-mouthed woman asked back, her voice was so cold that it made people's hair stand on end.

"very beautiful."

"Oh? Really."

The slit-mouthed woman suddenly grinned, and her mouth, which was mended with needle and thread, looked particularly creepy. "Then you will become as good as me."

After saying that, she was about to raise the scissors and cut towards Shirakawa Miwa's face.

But the next sentence made her stunned.

"It would be great if you didn't have this scar. You would be more beautiful then..."

There was no trace of fear in Shirakawa Miwa's voice, but instead a hint of regret.

The Slit-Mouthed Woman froze in mid-air, a complex look flashed in her eyes, as if these words touched something deep in her heart.

"You...what did you say?"

The voice of the Slit-Mouthed Woman was no longer cold, but instead trembled a little.

Shirakawa Miwa looked directly into the eyes of the woman with the slit mouth and continued, "You are already very beautiful, and the scar only makes you more unique. But if you didn't have this scar, perhaps you would be more confident and more beautiful."

The Slit-Mouthed Woman was silent, her eyes flashing with complex light, as if she was thinking about something.

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Chapter 169: Purification of the Slit Woman

On this quiet night, Shirakawa Miwa and Slit-mouthed Woman stood facing each other, and the atmosphere between them became a little subtle.

Tsukishima Kyoko stood at the back and watched the scene in front of her, feeling a little scared.

The man and the weirdo just stared at each other quietly. Shirakawa Miwa's eyes revealed determination, and her eyes flashed with confidence.

After a long time, the slit-mouthed woman lowered her head and cast her gaze at Tsukishima Kyoko behind Shirakawa Miwa.

Her eyes were scarlet and evil, emitting a terrifying aura of cruelty.

"You...what are you going to do!"

After meeting the gaze of the slit-mouthed woman, Tsukishima Kyoko suddenly felt cold all over.

"Do you think... I'm beautiful?"

Suddenly, the slit-mouthed woman spoke, and there was a strange magnetism in her voice that made Tsukishima Kyoko involuntarily blurt out, "Of course... no..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and Tsukishima Kyoko's eyes suddenly widened.

The woman with the slit mouth who was supposed to be standing in front of Shirakawa Miwa appeared beside her at some point, with the scissors in her hand already against the corner of her mouth.

"do not want!"

Shirakawa Miwa shouted hurriedly and rushed forward.

However, the slit-mouthed woman ignored Shirakawa Miwa and instead exerted force with the thumb and index finger of her right hand.

"Pfft-"

A surprising scene happened to everyone. Black blood spurted out and a huge gap was instantly torn in the right arm of the woman with the slit mouth. The whole arm drooped down.

"what!!"

The slit-mouthed woman screamed in pain and fell to one knee.

Tsukishima Kyoko had not yet recovered from the shock. Her eyes were blank and she stared at everything that was happening before her eyes like a fool.

Shirakawa Miwa quickly helped Tsukishima Kyoko up from the ground, her eyes full of worry.

"Xiangzi, are you okay?"

Tsukishima Kyoko shook her head and then looked at the slit-mouthed woman.

Her pupils dilated slightly, and a figure slowly walked out of the darkness behind the slit-mouthed woman.

"Tou... Touhou-san?"

Tsukishima Kyoko and Shirakawa Miwa were both stunned, looking at the figure in disbelief. They could never imagine meeting him in a place like this!

Shirakawa Miwa rubbed her eyes to confirm what she saw.

Dongfang You held a black knife in his hand and his slightly thin figure slowly emerged in the darkness. He walked forward step by step. With every step he took, the darkness around him seemed to melt and slowly disappear.

When Dongfang You appeared next to the slit-mouthed woman, the surroundings fell into darkness again.

The slit-mouthed woman looked at the human who appeared in front of her, with a trace of resentment in her eyes, "Damn human, how dare you trespass into my territory."

Hearing the words of the slit-mouthed woman, Dongfang You's expression became cold, with a hint of blood in his eyes.

"Trespassing into your territory?"

Dongfang You said calmly, "It was you who came out to harm others. As a Taima Ninja, I have the obligation to kill you."

As he said this, he had already placed the black knife on the slit-mouthed woman's neck. With just a slight force, the opponent would die.

Sensing the sharpness on her neck, the hatred in the eyes of the slit-mouthed woman faded slightly.

She stared at Dongfang You and said calmly, "If that's the case, then give me a quick death."

Hearing this, Dongfang You frowned slightly, with confusion flashing in his eyes.

"Give you a quick death?"

"Haha, that's an interesting request."

"Youjun, wait a moment."

But at this moment, Shirakawa Miwa suddenly spoke and stopped Dongfang You who was about to take action.

Shirakawa Miwa walked up to the slit-mouthed woman, stared into her red eyes, and asked softly, "Why do you want to die?"

The slit-mouthed woman did not respond. The bloodshot in her eyes gradually faded away. She looked at Shirakawa Miwa and said, "I died and became a curse the day I was disfigured. This situation is a relief for me now."

"Before that, I want to thank you. You are the first human being who has praised me from the bottom of your heart. I can feel that you are a kind and upright girl."

“I hope you can keep this purity forever.”

After saying that, the Slit-Mouthed Woman raised her left arm and swung it violently.

In an instant, several pairs of scissors appeared out of thin air and flew towards Dongfang You.

[Armament Haki o Iron Block]

Dongfang You's eyes suddenly became stern, and his skin instantly turned pitch black, as if it was made of cast steel.

Several scissors stabbed Dongfang You's body, but they made a crisp sound of metal collision, and did not even leave any wounds.

"how come..."

Seeing Dongfang You’s strong physical strength, the shock on the slit-mouthed woman’s face could not be concealed.

The Iron Block defensive skill mainly depends on the strength of the Armament Haki and who uses it. The powerful strength displayed by Dongfang You at this time obviously surpassed that of the Slit Woman by a lot, which made her offensive completely ineffective.

"All crimes will be brought to justice."

Dongfang You raised the black knife high, a gleam of brilliance flashing in his eyes.

"Youjun, don't."

Shirakawa Miwa still wanted to stop him, but it was too late. Dongfang You suddenly swung the black knife, and a terrifying pressure swept out.

"what--!"

Accompanied by a shrill howl, the body of the Slit-Mouthed Woman was torn apart by messy slashes, but the slashes that Dongfang You used this time were different from the previous ones.

He mixed in the purifying power of [Evil is the Breakout] with these strikes.