As for a certain youkai that Tamamo once knew, it was Kazuma's opponent when he was chasing down the god of music. The two sides did not fight directly, but it can be regarded as a level that can be talked to Yuzao. At that time, He Ma once heard a nursery rhyme about a bird in a cage, so for the time being, he called her "Bird in a Cage". Hema speculates that the lady from the bird in the cage should have mixed up with Fuji Technology, that is, standing on the opposite side of him. Hema doesn't think he is the messenger of justice, the incarnation of heaven, etc., but Fuji Technology is definitely on the opposite side of justice and conscience. It's a pity that the God of Music incident failed to catch their tail. After that, Fuzhi Technology, which suffered a lot, seemed to hide itself completely. During college, He Ma contacted Aramaki who was in charge of the investigation several times, but he never got any news from Fuji Technology.
At that time, He Ma thought about sneaking into its headquarters building to investigate, but after thinking about it, he decided to give up. After all, he is not a hegemonic country, and he can't invade other people's territory based on the suspicion of a bag of washing powder, and then wantonly burn and kill. In any case, including his own fox, the residents of the mysterious side are basically restless masters in this world, and the monsters hidden behind Hinata Company are probably in the same tone.
"... All in all, they are all opponents that can be dealt with by a sword?" Qingliu confirmed, it seemed that this was the main point she cared about.
"That's right." Hema nodded.
"Understood. Since the knife can deal with it, there is nothing to be afraid of!" Qingliu said loudly, and patted the Duanshi Qingyu hard on her waist, as if she had calmed down her mood.
"Even if the knife can deal with it, it is not comparable to ordinary villains. Don't be careless." Looking at the disciple who mustered his fighting spirit, He Ma warned with a frown.
Although in the modern world ruled by scientific civilization, the monsters whose strength has been greatly weakened are probably not his and Qingliu's opponents, but it is hard to say what the outcome will be if they start the war in the Ever Dark Land. According to Tamamo, monsters can display their unfading strength in the Land of Ever Darkness, and that is still a new thing unknown to them.
In the myths and legends circulating in the Japanese archipelago, there are many stories about swordsmen slaying demons and demons, and there are also many stories about being caught and stewed by monsters by mistake. This time he and Qingliu set foot in the ever-gloomy land dominated by monsters, to some extent it can be regarded as a reappearance of myths and legends, and no one knows what the outcome will be. Kazuma suddenly regretted not bringing Tamamo here, but then realized that such an idea was too cowardly. After all, the probability of facing the mysterious side in the future is only a little bit higher. If everything depends on Yuzao, what will he do
"Hema, look! Is there a statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?"
While struggling with the horse, Qingliu's unexpected voice came from ahead.
He Ma looked up, and immediately saw a dilapidated Buddhist shrine on the bank beside the reed marsh. After walking over, I saw a heavily weathered statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva enshrined in the altar. Hema couldn't help but be surprised. In retrospect, he seems to have a very close relationship with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. When he went to challenge the Tsuda group, he also encountered a statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva on the way back and forth. Since then, he has had several mysterious encounters with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. According to the mysterious side, it should be said that he has received a lot of care, right
"Hell is not empty, I swear I won't become a Buddha..." Hema looked at the statue of Jizo and muttered to himself.
"Ah, I know, this is the oath of Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha, right?" Qingliu beside him interjected. Buddhism was very prosperous in Japan in history, and strong Buddhist traditions are still preserved in various parts of Japan today, so the vows of Jizo Bodhisattva are also familiar to Haruyuki.
"Very good, then do you know what this sentence means?" He Ma tested his disciple a little bit.
"Uh, what do you mean by going to hell without hesitation to help the suffering people?" Qingliu replied not confidently.
"That's right, there is no turning back." Hema took a deep breath and clenched his fists. I felt a scorching flame rising from my chest, and a heroic spirit of "I will go to prison if I don't go to prison" rose up, and the little distracting thoughts before disappeared in an instant. Hema folded his hands carefully and bowed to the statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and beside him, Qingliu also hurriedly followed suit. Kazuma, who caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of his eyes, couldn't help smiling, but the sound of the tin rod shaking suddenly came from his ears. Hema looked up at the statue of Jizo in astonishment, but didn't find any special signs. Hema stared at the statue of Ksitigarbha in wonder, whether it was a psychological effect, he always felt that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva seemed hesitant to speak, but unfortunately he couldn't figure out the mystery for a while.
"It seems that Jia Zuo and those people should be in front, let's catch up and see."
After bidding farewell to the Jizo statue, Hema greeted Qingliu to step on the trestle bridge among the reeds. Qingliu was amazed by the long trestle bridge built by someone, while Hema concentrated on capturing the sounds around him. Walking out of the reeds along the trestle bridge, Hema suddenly said "Hey" and looked back. Qingliu also drew her sword immediately to be on guard, but there was no one behind her.
"Master?"
"... Hmm, illusion?"
He Ma scratched his head in puzzlement, just now he did feel a subtle feeling behind his back, but in a place like Evergloom Land, it might be normal for people. He Ma was about to say something to adjust the atmosphere, when suddenly a mournful howl sounded in front of him. Along with the howling, a scalp-numbing intense malice swept over. It felt like a sudden freezing rain poured down in the twelfth lunar month of winter, and goose bumps immediately popped up on He Ma's back.
"He Ma! Look over there!"
Even if Qingliu didn't need to remind him, Kazuma still noticed the black figure running fast on the trestle bridge.
The black shadow seems to have a human-shaped outline, but its running speed far exceeds that of a human body. While breathing, he jumped from a distance to a distance of more than ten meters, and then leaped over, unexpectedly crossing the lake between the two trestles, and landed in the middle of the two, causing the trestle to shake for a while.
"This is a monster? No, it's a ghost?"
The falling black shadow had long and narrow limbs, its body was covered with dark scales, and its eyes were fierce with a fierce light that would devour someone. Ordinary people would faint from fright just by seeing this appearance, but the two of them are heroes killed in the bloody wind after all, even if they are shocked, they will not be shaken. Pulling out Qingliu, who was always sunny and rainy, she seemed to recognize the characteristics of the ghost clan from the single horn on the top of the black shadow's head, but Kazuma's eyes fell on the watch left on the ghost's right hand.
"You are, Jia Zuo Zhengzhang?"
"He is Jia Zuo Zhengzhang? How could it be like this?"
Qingliu exclaimed, but even if she asked, Kazuma couldn't give a definite answer. At this time, the long-horned ghost over there, who was suspected to be Jia Zuo Zhengzhang, let out a roar as if provoked by the name, and then turned around and rushed towards Kazuma.
"So fast!?" The ghost's sprinting movement was actually faster than when Hema used his teeth, and Hema, who had no time to dodge, had to set up Zhengzong, barely blocking the ghost's swing in the blunt clang paws. However, he was pushed back several steps by that heavy force, and finally grabbed the opponent's exhausted moment and raised his leg to throw it out.
"Go away!"
The leg strength with the bonus of actual combat entries kicked the ghost man four or five meters away. While the opponent was still in the air, Kazuma reached out and pulled out the PPK in the inner pocket, aimed at the target and fired three bullets in one go. Quickly drawing a gun is the special skill of the [Sakamoto style], and Kazuma, who has been thoroughly trained in the Nanjo security company, can't miss the target at this distance. However, the three bullets aimed at the ghost man's head and chest were bounced off by the scales with a clang sound when they hit the target, and the ghost man who landed appeared unscathed.
"Why can't you even shoot bullets?"
And the horse was startled. Didn't it say that scientific civilization crushes the mystery department? Is this the rhythm of going against the sky
When Hema was stunned, Qingliu over there unceremoniously waved Duanshi Qingyu. Qingliu cut in from the blind spot of the ghost man's line of sight, stepped out to pull the opponent into the attack range, and swung a fierce horizontal slash with a low shout. Hearing the movement behind him, the ghost twisted his body at an incredible angle within a very short distance, narrowly avoiding the sharp edge of Duan Shiqingyu's blade.
"It's not over yet!" Qingliu yelled, and took the second step to catch up, turning her wrist to transmit her body strength, unexpectedly abruptly skipping the adjustment action, turning the missed horizontal cut into a sharp thrust, such a change of move It also startled Kazuma next to him.
"Damn it?" Qingliu, when did you become so brave
Qingliu's unexpectedly sharp stab hit the ghost man, and pulled out a string of mournful flames from his waist. The blessing of the pitch-black scale armor caused the ghost man to suffer only minor injuries, but he couldn't help but let out a painful roar, and then slammed his shoulder at Qingliu. The difference in physique caused Qingliu to be knocked into the air on the spot, and the ghost man took the opportunity to stretch out his claws and wave towards him - Qingliu's body collapsed after being knocked into the air, and the ghost's claws were as sharp as a Japanese sword. If she got it right, Qingliu might have to step down and bow. At the moment when the thousand hooks were shot, Qingliu in the midair suddenly turned to Duanshi Qingyu, blocking the empty ghost's claws with a miraculous posture.
After all, there was no way to exert strength in mid-air, and it was only an instant for Qingliu to block the ghost claw, but it was enough.
"What do you want to do to my lovely disciple!? Bastard!"
He Ma cut into the battle with a roar, and Zhengzong, who was shining with white light, slashed down with a fierce and unwavering posture.
Kazuma's anger poured into Masamune's blade, and the ghost's arm was disconnected from the body before it could even retract. The ghost's broken arm flew towards the outside of the trestle bridge, and at the same time he shouted loudly with the horse, the falling knife light turned again before touching the ground, and drew a line on the ghost's chest with a two-stage oblique cut from bottom to top. Deep wound. While the black scales were flying, the ghost man backed away with a low howl, and this round of confrontation came to an end for now.
"Are you all right?" Hema asked with concern while helping Qingliu who was knocked into the air.
"No, it's okay, it's a good thing that you made a move with Ma..." Qingliu gasped and looked at the ghost not far away with an expression of shock that could not be concealed.
As the ace fighter of Bai Fengfeng, she has also experienced many thrilling fights, but that moment just now was really the closest she had ever faced death in her memory. The ghost of unknown origin not only has a hard body capable of carrying bullets, but also has an unusually quick reaction. When she watched the ghost claw swinging in mid-air, she was almost stiff all over, and she didn't know how to block the deadly claw. The... is it an instinctive reaction to a crisis, or is there something else
Qingliu subconsciously looked at Duanshi Qingyu in her hand, wondering if it was a psychological effect, but she always felt that it seemed to be more convenient? For example, the previous sharp change of slashing, turning and stabbing, she would never be able to perform it in normal training. And the one that blocked the ghost claw just now, maybe it was also the credit of Duan Shiqingyu...
"Wake up, hello, wake up." He Ma's voice sounded next to him. "That's not an opponent who can deal with it while distracted."
"Yes, master." Qingliu hurriedly withdrew her attention and looked at the temporarily beheaded ghost in front of her.
In the previous round of fierce fighting, the ghost man was cut off by Kazuma and left a terrible knife wound on his chest, but his ferocity did not seem to have weakened much. At this time, countless blood bubbles emerged from the wound on the chest and broken arm of the panting ghost, and the wound not only stopped bleeding and returned to damage, but even faintly began to regenerate
"That guy is definitely not Jia Zuo Zhengzhang... No, he is not even human at all!"
"… I agree with you."
Talking to the horse in a low voice. Qingliu may not be able to see it, but in his eyes, there are countless black curses wrapped around the ghost man over there. I saw those grievances hovering around the ghost man like flies around carrion, scrambling to squeeze into that body. In the chaotic composition like a nightmare, where is there any shadow of Kosa Masaki
The evil party who uses brainwashing to play with other people's hearts wantonly, and finally even their own souls become sacrifices to evil spirits? He Ma frowned, the scene in front of him gave him a vague feeling of reincarnation, and at the same time felt a little bored.
"Let's save him, hurry up."
"yes!"
Qingliu nodded, and once again clenched Duanshi Qingyu stood next to Hema. Hema glanced over slightly, and saw that the words "dragon, flying and phoenix dance" above Qingliu's head began to sparkle.
"Kiryu Dojo, Shifan, Kiryu and Ma..."
"Same Daochang, disciple, Baifeng Qingliu..."
"Come on!"
**
"Very good, just keep fighting like this."
From a hidden corner of the trestle bridge on the lake, there came a low, snickering sound. The owner of the voice was a stubby humanoid with a catfish's head, but at this time he was lurking in the shadow of lush aquatic plants, so no one would notice his presence. Catfish looked at the two people and one ghost who were facing each other not far away, and then turned his gaze back to the machine in his hand.
This is called a small camera. It is said to be the latest model on the market. Compared with the old model that had to be carried on the shoulder, it is almost half the size of a briefcase. difficulty. Catfish had to marvel at the advancement of human technology, and at the same time carefully adjusted the lens to capture the scenes of fighting in the distance into the camera—this was the group's request, asking him to help test the so-called "super serum" and put the The result was made into a tape and sent back.