I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

The Dajiang Mountain of the Ghost Clan and the Youkai Mountain of the Tengu Clan, the imperial court now has these two confidantes, and they can't let the monsters of the Four Kingdoms gain power.

"I don't worry about talented people, but you are the main one." Tu Yumen Taiqin told Yuan Hu worriedly: "Your temper is too reckless, you are obviously in your forties, why are you still with me?" Young people in their 20s are always on top?"

Tuyumen Yuanhu immediately made a promise: "Patriarch, please rest assured, we will proceed carefully during this trip and find out the truth."

In the afterglow of the sun, the rugged mountain road.

"Yuyuko, hold on a little longer, we'll be in Nishizawa Village soon."

Dongfenggu Qiuzi was panting, holding her waist with one hand, and with the other hand, she was holding Youyuzi of Xixing Temple, who was half a step behind her.

Following behind the two girls, the old man of the mountain taught the secret book of transforming that he had obtained from Suwako Shiya to Saigyo who was hidden in the air.

Although the old man of the mountain has never tried transformation himself, with his knowledgeable experience and vision, it is not difficult to understand the principle.

"It's okay, I can continue walking, I have to check the situation of the village quickly." Xixing Temple Youyouzi said unwillingly.

Having experienced the monster attack last night, she knew better than anyone else how miserable the situation would be if the monster attacked the village, so she hurried on the road without stopping.

In order to reach Nishizawa Village as soon as possible, they have been on their way today except for a short break for lunch.

Seeing that both of youyouzi were relying on willpower to support them, the old man of the mountain nodded in relief, and then stopped them.

"Youyuzi, Dongfenggu, you should stop and rest for a while. Now that you are exhausted, how will you fight when you find monsters? I hope you will not do such an unwise behavior again."

After hearing this, Qiuzi and Youyouzi also reacted, and supported each other to sit down and rest by the side of the road.

"Grandpa, why didn't you say it earlier?" Youyouzi complained while knocking on her leg.

Dongfeng Gu Qiuzi also nodded, she didn't think that the old man of the mountain just discovered the problem, and she also felt a little dissatisfied in her heart.

"Although the behavior is undesirable, the attitude of paying for it is commendable, and you have also tempered your heart and will."

The old man of the mountain regards this as a part of his practice, just like he used to climb the steep and steep cliffs in Youzhi Valley with his bare hands.

The reason why he can control death and not be manipulated by death to become an undead, in the final analysis, is due to the tyranny of his own will.

If the comprehensive data is paved into a panel, the old man of the mountain is a proper polygonal warrior.

A monster that has reached the peak of physical fitness, combat skills, soul strength, will and mentality, etc.

Only in this way can he be called the strongest assassin and become one of the seven crowns.

Qiuzi and Youyouzi stopped talking. They could understand the intention of the old man of the mountain, but they were still skeptical about the training effect.

A burst of crisp bells came from far and near, and the sound of jingle bells was rhythmic, as if it was made by someone step by step.

A monk holding a tin rod with nine rings appeared on the mountain road, and in the other hand was holding the "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Fundamental Vow Sutra".

She wears a wide bamboo hat and a modified simple monk's robe, her face is covered by a layer of tulle, which makes it difficult to see clearly.

The old man of the mountain looked over with some feeling, and looked away after a while.

"Did you transcend the human body through cultivation? If you met me earlier, you would have to accept this head."

Sheng Bailian saw the Weng of the Mountain and others sitting on the side of the road, came over and stopped, and slowly performed a Buddhist ceremony.

"It's good to be listed as a benefactor. The poor monk Sheng Bailian is a monk who is wandering around. It's getting late now. I want to ask everyone where the nearest village is?"

Dongfeng Gu Qiuzi hurriedly stood up and bowed back, raising his finger to point out the direction.

"Master, hello, the nearest one is Nishizawa Village, which is also the village we are going to."

Sheng Bailian nodded when she heard the words, and then asked: "Then I wonder if I can let the little monk go with me?"

After hearing this, Qiuzi Dongfenggu didn't agree without authorization, but turned his head to look at the old man of the mountain, thinking that such a matter still needs to be decided by the boss.

The old man of the mountain would never refuse, he was still a little interested in this monk who transcended life and death by himself.

"It's okay, you can rest assured to walk with us."

Sheng Bailian joined the team.

Qiuzi and Youyouzi also rested, and the temporary team set off again.

While on the road, Qiuzi Dongfenggu introduced the situation of Nishizawa Village to everyone.

The scale of Xize Village is small. There are only a dozen households in the whole village, and the number of people is less than a hundred.

The villagers reclaimed fields on the foothills for farming, and every household is also a good hunter.

Although Akiko Dongfenggu has never been to this village, there are detailed information about nearby villages inside Moriya Shrine.

For a deity to believe in, nothing is more important than population and potential followers.

"It sounds like it's going to be a place where people can live and work, which is really nice."

Sheng Bailian said with emotion, she held the Buddhist ceremony with one hand, and kept walking beside Qiuzi at a moderate speed.

"However, what is the purpose of you coming to this village this time? It's not like the little monk, who just followed this fate."

"That's right, Miss Akiko's shrine has received a request for help." Yuyuko replied, "It is said that Nishizawa Village was attacked by a monster, so we rushed here to investigate the situation."

Qiuzi Dongfenggu nodded, and said: "That's it, Master, please pay more attention to your own safety."

"Thank you." Sheng Bailian thanked the two of them, and said: "Please rest assured, the little monk has been walking outside for many years, and he has his own means of self-protection."

Chapter 512 The Weird Nishizawa Village

Youyuko was not too worried, she reached out and grabbed the sleeve of the mountain old man Kari.

"It's okay, if we are really in danger, grandpa will protect us."

Sheng Bailian glanced at the old man of the mountain, but looked away after not staying for too long, and a different thought appeared in his heart.

Due to personal reasons, Sheng Bailian has always sympathized with monsters, and at the same time does not want monsters to disappear completely from the world.

"My Buddha is merciful. If possible, I have to find a way to save some monsters, and I can't let them all be killed."

For the three people who were temporarily traveling together, Sheng Bailian had carefully observed them along the way.

A witch and two onmyojis, the one who made up his mind in the team should be the taciturn elder.

Three exorcists are far from being able to form a small team, but their strength is enough to deal with the troubles encountered by a small village.

Compared with Saint Bailian, the strength of the two young girls is a bit low, not yet at the level of a great mage or a big monster.

As for the old man on the mountain, Sheng Bailian didn't see through it, and couldn't judge how strong the other party was.

But she is very confident in her own strength, and feels that she should be able to successfully promote Buddhism and persuade good people by then.

However, even Sheng Bailian herself didn't notice that she had been subconsciously keeping the furthest distance from the Mountain Man.

Just like now, there are two people separated from Sheng Bailian and the old man of the mountain, so that the two have no contact at all.

The old man on the mountain noticed this phenomenon, but didn't pay much attention to it. It was just an instinctive fear of death.

At the time of the devil.

The group finally arrived at the destination of this trip, Nishizawa Village.

Unlike Lihu Village, which is built by the river, Nishizawa Village is a village built in the mountains.

Walking into Nishizawa Village, Dongfenggu Qiuzi looked around deliberately, but found no corpses or remaining traces of battle.

The nervous Miss Miko breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this is a good start, and it's best not to find anything bad later.

Looking at the village in front of him, scarlet flashed in the eyes of the old man of the mountain, waiting for the evening bell to ring.

"Why do you feel that the village is a little deserted? It's almost night, and the villagers should go home."

Youyouzi of Xixing Temple felt that something was wrong. She felt that no matter how few people were in the small village, it would not be so empty that no one could be seen.

Hearing what Youyouzi said, Dongfenggu also reacted, but he was not sure how to judge.

Just when Qiuzi was hesitating, a slightly old voice came from the side.

"Who are you? What are you doing in the village?"

From the shadow of the house, an old man on crutches slowly walked out, with a reclining chair behind him.

The old man was hunched and aged, with a shambling walk and a long white goatee on his chin.

Sheng Bailian raised her eyes to look at the old man with a goatee. She seemed to have seen the clue, but she didn't call him out immediately.

"Grandpa, we are here from Moriya Shrine." Dongfeng Gu hurriedly stepped forward to support the old man and asked, "Can you tell us where the people in this village have gone?"

The old man with the goatee narrowed his eyes and sized up Qiuzi before slowly opening his mouth to answer.

"People in the village are all going to participate in the upcoming Xiezaka Festival. Everyone hopes that this year will also have a good harvest."

Qiuzi Dongfenggu nodded in understanding. It turned out that she was going to participate in the festival of their shrine. It seems that the number of believers has increased again.

Youyouzi of Xixing Temple also came to the old man, turned up the volume and asked, "How many people are left in the village?"

Maybe it was because Youyouzi shouted too loudly, the old man with the goatee trembled in fright, and then gave the answer.

"Hey, not many. There are only a dozen or so, and the young ones are left with two. A cook who lives in the east of the village is in charge of cooking for us old guys, and the best hunter in our village is in charge. Keep the village safe."

"Forget it, I'll take you to find them, we just happen to have dinner together."

As the old man with the goatee said, he leaned on his cane and began to lead the way, leading Dongfenggu Qiuzi and his party towards the interior of the village.

When he came to a big house, the old man with a goatee pushed the door and walked in.

In the courtyard of the mansion, a dozen or so elderly people sat here and there, chatting to pass the time.

The old man with the goatee didn't stay here, and took Youyouzi and the others to the kitchen of the house.

The Westbound Demon, who had been hiding in the dark, was attracted by the breath from the back kitchen, and it smelled a lot of resentment and death from there.

"Pigjiri and Niu Peng, you two come out! There are guests in the village."

Following the greeting of the old man with the goatee, two strong men walked out of the kitchen with the curling smoke.

One was a big fat man with a full face, his body was so wide and fat that he seemed to be able to tear his clothes apart at any time.

The other person is muscular, strong and powerful, and the most striking thing is that he wears a nose ring on his nose.

They first glanced at everyone present.

You especially looked at Kong Wu's powerful old man of the mountain, and then let go of his guard and greeted him.

"Hello, welcome to Xize Village." The fat cook asked with a smile on his face as if he was talking about Maitreya, "Are you guys passing by? Or do you have other matters?"

Dongfeng Gu Qiuzi no longer concealed anything, directly stated the purpose of coming, and asked the other party about the monsters.

"Monster?" The strong hunter shook his head and denied, "Sorry, nothing happened in our village for decades."

"Is that so? It seems that someone is playing a prank."

Qiuzi Dongfenggu said so, but he still didn't fully believe it in his heart.

In her opinion, ordinary people cannot detect all monsters.

You can listen to what the villagers say, but you cannot blindly believe it.

"It seems that there is indeed a misunderstanding." The fat cook responded, and then warmly invited: "But it's almost night now, and even if you want to go back, it may be too late, right? Do you want to stay in our village for a night first?" , wait until tomorrow?”

"Then it will cause trouble for you."

Qiuzi Dongfenggu readily agreed to Fat Cook's proposal, she really couldn't rush back to Moriya Shrine before dark.

When going back, Qiuzi was about to part with the old man of the mountain, and she didn't dare to go on the road at night without someone with her.

The Old Man of the Mountain and Youyouzi will not have any objections, they are already traveling and need to stay overnight just like the Holy White Lotus.

"No trouble, no trouble. In the past, travelers from our village often came to stay overnight, and everyone welcomes them."

Seeing that everyone agreed to stay, the fat cook was so happy that the flesh on his body shook three times, he kept rubbing his big hands, and asked hospitablely.

"By the way, have you had dinner? We're almost ready, do you want to have some together?"

"Ah, this is not very good..." Qiuzi Dongfenggu hesitated a little.

"Oh, what are you being polite about?"

The fat cook was a little unhappy seeing this, and waved his hands and said broadly.

"Anyway, it's a large pot of rice for a dozen people, and the quantity is huge. You don't need to add a few more sets of bowls and chopsticks. It's not a problem."

When it comes to food, Youyouzi of Xixing Temple immediately gets excited.

"Are you full?"

"Of course, how can I come to the village as a guest and not make people full?"