In Soul Society, I just want to retire

Orange never expected that the boy's current identity would be so sensitive.

After leaving Ishida's house, the boy covered his stomach and wandered aimlessly on the street.

The war will soon spread to this city.

He still has the power to protect himself when facing ordinary people, but a few days ago, several strange men in black clothes suddenly appeared in this small town, holding samurai swords in their hands. Ordinary people seemed to be invisible to them, and these strange men chased him frantically. If it weren't for his special abilities, he might have been killed long ago!

"What kind of world is this!" The young man cursed unwillingly in his heart. All kinds of demons and monsters came out.

He even suspected that those men in black were monsters.

However, at this moment, a cold murderous intent made him stop in his tracks. He saw a black-clothed Grim Reaper standing in front of him indifferently, holding a Zanpakuto in his hand, looking at the boy in front of him with the eyes of looking at prey!

Chapter 84: Young people nowadays don’t take me seriously?

The boy's blood seemed to be frozen, and a thick murderous aura enveloped his entire body, making it very difficult for him to move a finger.

The man in black approached step by step. The boy burned out all his courage and was finally able to move freely.

"Young man, I heard that you escaped from my sword!" The Grim Reaper began to spin his Zanpakuto. His slender fingers began to rotate rapidly, and the sword was like a wheel, emitting a strange light in the moonlight.

"Don't push me!" The boy's teeth chattered.

The Grim Reaper in front of me is completely not on the same level as the two people I met this morning.

"I know you have strange abilities. Use them. Don't let me kill you like this." The cold words of the God of Death were like a cold wind blowing from the underworld.

The young man named Kurosaki Jun waved his hands at the same time, and invisible power condensed into a samurai sword in his left and right hands.

This was his innate power, and he didn't know the principle behind it. Anyway, the two knives were very sharp, and he had loved kendo since he was a child, and had practiced two swordsmanship quite well.

Even the warriors under the city lord may not be his match.

But the two men in black he met this morning were extremely difficult to deal with.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but the Grim Reaper in front of me seemed relieved.

"That's all! Then I won't be polite!" The Grim Reaper stopped spinning his knife.

The boy assumed a two-sword stance.

Where will the enemy attack from? I'm so nervous!

These men in black seemed to be able to use strange spells, and their clothes were very special. When one cut them with a knife, it would trigger a layer of strange light film.

At the same time, they will use a weapon that can make a loud noise to attack themselves from a distance.

It took a lot of effort for me to get rid of the entanglement of the two men in black.

However, as long as you have courage, it is not impossible to defeat the opponent!

This is what the boy thought before he found out that he was stabbed.

The two swords in his hands actually broke.

There was a deep wound on his shoulder, and the bone was almost visible.

The boy knelt on the ground, covering the wound on his shoulder. He was completely unable to understand what had just happened.

Why did the knife in my hand break in an instant?

Why did I get hurt in an instant?

The Grim Reaper turned indifferently and flicked the knife in his hand twice. "The Flash Flower move is really difficult to control. It's so hard to aim at the enemy's vital points while moving at super high speeds. I don't know how those monsters mastered this move so well! You must be confused by the look on your face. This is an ability only high-level Shinigami can use. It's called Flash Step. Even if I explain it to you, you still can't understand it? Prepare to die!"

The boy's pupils contracted. The previous knife attack had seriously injured his shoulder and his body lost balance. In this situation, it was impossible for him to dodge the enemy's next attack.

Even in its heyday, it can’t be avoided!

The Grim Reaper used Flash Step again, and while moving at super high speed, he barely controlled the sword in his hand to slash at the boy's neck.

In an instant, he appeared behind the boy, but... there was no feeling of the knife cutting into him.

"Huh? Did you avoid it?" The Grim Reaper turned around in confusion, but the next second, something happened that he could not understand at all.

The boy disappeared.

A living person actually disappeared before his eyes!

The God of Death could be sure that it was just an ordinary person. Although he possessed some special powers, he was definitely not a God of Death or a Hollow, and could not use Instant Step and Hibiki.

Then why did this boy suddenly disappear?

Death felt incomprehensible.

"Oh! Seriously, I just warned him yesterday, and today he's messing with me."

A tired voice came from the rooftop not far away.

Death hurriedly looked up. Under the silver moonlight, he saw two people sitting on the roof. One of them was the boy who had suddenly disappeared, and the other one...

"What the hell! What the hell!!!!" The Grim Reaper's hands couldn't help but tremble. As long as he was the Grim Reaper, he knew the name of this man.

Mountain blows Ditang.

"Chief... Chief of Staff!" Death squeezed out four words in a voice that sounded like he was about to cry.

Why did the General Staff suddenly appear in the world?

Why didn't I get this information?

The boy's CPU has completely shut down.

The young man in front of him who looked slightly older than him should also be the god of death, but why did he save him?

"A month ago, Soul Society executed a group of Shinigami for killing ordinary people in the living world, a serious crime. You should know him, right? Shiraki Jiro, the Seventh Officer of the Fifth Division of the Gotei 13." Yamabuki Ditang accurately called out his name. "Tsunayashiro Fuuka doesn't know how to restrain himself. Back then, he begged me to give him a vice-captain position. I took pity on him and gave him the position of vice-captain of the Fifth Division. But he actually took advantage of his position to insert his own people and spies into the division. Ugh, what can I say? Did he really think that what he did could escape my eyes?"

Shiraki Jiro knew that he would not be able to escape, as killing a living person was a serious crime punishable by death, and he was caught red-handed by the current highest authority in Soul Society while he was killing a living person.

Run! Run faster!

As this thought arose in Shiraki Jiro's mind, his head was pressed hard to the ground again, and at the same time a steel nail pierced through his hands, nailing his hands to the ground.

"I have always been a kind person. I will be lenient to those who confess and severe to those who resist. If you tell me everything you know, I might let you go if I'm happy. If you try to act tough with me... I don't want to torture my own people. The last time I tortured someone was over a hundred years ago." Yamabuki Ditang said in a very lazy tone, as if he didn't care at all about the life and death of this god of death.

Shiraki Jiro was trembling all over.

Finally, he gritted his teeth, broke the poison sac in his teeth, and died instantly.

Yamabuki Ditang didn't expect that this kid would be so tough.

"Is this the assassin you've kept captive? Tsunayashiro Fuuka!" Yamabuki Ditang sneered, "Or do you have something on him that you've got? A relative? A friend?"

I was planning to give you a favor.

But you don't give me any face at all.

Have you all forgotten how I brought down Central Room 46 a hundred years ago?

Now everyone is playing dirty tricks on me?

Okay, you want to play, right? Let's have a good time this time.

"Excuse me... who are you?" the young man asked, raising his hand tremblingly.

The clothes on these two people are obviously similar, but why are they killing each other?

Yamabuki Detang had no time to deal with the young man. With a slight wave of his hand, Shiraki Jiro's body instantly turned into ashes, leaving no trace.

Then, he felt the spiritual pressure of several other Shinigami.

Chapter 85: His Words Are Good

When these death gods saw Yamabuki Detang appear in front of them, their faces looked as ugly as if they had eaten shit.

"Chief... Staff Officer!"

Yamabuki Ditang looked at these death gods quietly: "Do you still have eyes for me, your chief of staff? Do you know what it is to kill a living person?"

If the world is likened to a balance, the souls are the weights on both sides of the balance. The "weight" of the souls in the real world and Soul Society must be close to equal, and the world will be in a stable state. If too many people die due to war or plague, Soul Society will send some of the souls to the real world for reincarnation.

In short, it’s all about balance.

After seeing Yamabuki Detang, each of these death gods had a different choice. Some chose to run away, some stayed where they were without moving, and some simply knelt down and begged for mercy.

If they were taken back, they would surely die, and the man in front of them was not someone they could resist.

The two Grim Reapers who chose to escape were pierced through the body by the white lightning.

"Tell me, who asked you to do this? Don't tell me you did it for fun." Shanchui Ditang's voice was like a cold wind blowing from hell.

The remaining three Grim Reapers looked at each other, and no one dared to tell the truth.

Finally, the kneeling Death God spoke up: "Chief of Staff, I know we've committed a capital crime, so just kill us! As for the person behind this... we really can't tell!"

Yamabuki Ditang's eyebrows jumped slightly, and he suddenly grabbed the chin of the god of death and dug out a small poison sac from his eye.

The other two Grim Reapers didn't expect that their suicide attempts failed, and they immediately turned pale.

These death gods would rather die than tell the truth. Yamabuki Ditang roughly understood their concerns.

"Saito, stop playing and come out quickly. I need your help with something." Yamabuki Ditang said.

Saito Fulaubusi was sitting on the beam watching the show. When he heard Yamabuki Ditang's words, he turned over and fell down.

"Just now you thought I was in the way, and now you ask me for help! You really can't trust men's mouths!" Saito Fulaubusi said with a smile.

"Stop talking nonsense to me here. Send these people to Soul Society and don't let them die. I will deal with it after I return." Yamabuki Ditang said: "Also, this matter must be kept confidential. Don't tell anyone except the captain."

"Don't worry." Saito Fulaubushi also knew that this matter was of great importance, so he put away his nonchalant attitude and took the three Shinigami back to Soul Society.

Yamabuki Ditang then turned and looked at the young man.

Jun Kurosaki's body trembled slightly as he looked at the Grim Reaper in front of him. What happened tonight was too exciting. He might not encounter such a thing in his lifetime.

"A Fullbringer, no wonder... Boy, come here, I will help you heal your injury." Yamabuki Ditang said.

But the boy still looked at Yamabuki Ditang with vigilance.

After all, he had just been chased by the god of death.

Yamabuki Ditang didn't give him any chance to resist. He just pinned him to the ground and healed his wounds.

"From now on, there will be no more Grim Reaper chasing you, you can rest assured about that. Don't you have a girl you like? Why don't you go back and see her quickly? This small town will be captured by the enemy soon. You have special powers and you can survive even when facing a chaotic army. But the girl named Orange is just an ordinary person. Alas! It's so miserable for such a beautiful girl to fall into the chaotic army!" Yamabuki Ditang sighed.

Discipline in ancient armies was generally weak.

After the city was captured, looting and massacre were commonplace. After all, why did the soldiers fight for you? Wasn't it just to steal money, land, and women?

It is extremely rare throughout history to be able to do what Yue's army did: "Don't demolish houses even if they freeze to death, and don't plunder even if they starve to death."

While the two of them were talking, the sound of fighting between armies could be heard outside the city.

The enemy's number was several times theirs, and the walls of this small town were pitifully low, so they were quickly breached by the enemy. Countless residents were awakened by the sound of fighting and looked outside in horror.

The originally peaceful town instantly turned into a hell on earth.

The young man ran towards Chengzi's house anxiously. After a few steps, he suddenly turned around and looked at Shanchui Ditang: "Don't you care about this massacre?"

"We, the God of Death, don't care about human fights." Yamabuki Ditang listened to the sounds of fighting in the Changzheng while looking at the moon in the sky and sipping the wine in the glass.

Life and death, reincarnation, that's actually how it is.

The boy didn't care about much at this time and ran to Ishida's house as fast as he could.

I saw a young man in armor guarding the door, holding a samurai sword, killing several enemy soldiers in succession. Because of excessive physical exertion, the young man was panting and his forehead was covered with sweat.

This young man is the eldest son of the Ishida family, Ishida Touma.

He knew about the war in advance so he ran back to pick up his family, but he didn't expect that the enemy had already broken through the city just after he returned home.

As for the lord of this city, he had already fled with his family.

"This coward! I will never let him go!" Ishida Deng initially thought that he had met a wise leader, but he never expected that he was actually a villain who fled from the battlefield.

Because they had lost their lord, the soldiers in the city were demoralized and had no ability to resist an enemy force that outnumbered them by several times. Ishida Deng was just an ordinary person with some decent swordsmanship. If he continued like this, he would eventually collapse. By then...

The young man couldn't help but tremble all over when he thought of his family falling into the hands of the rebel army.

"Whoosh!"

A figure rushed out from the alley, it was Jun Kurosaki.

The two of them knew each other and had a good relationship.