As night fell, the unknown lurked in the darkness, and the silence seemed terrifying.

The fifty-five-story Caomu Group Building has already been staffed out, leaving only Caoshi Jielang and his thousands of disciples.

A street away, in a small hotel, Fu Yang and Uni Fuyin are preparing to act.

"Stay until I get back." Fu Yang said.

"Be careful, I'll be obedient." Unifuyin sells cute road.

Of course, Fu Yang directly ignored it, jumped out of the window, and disappeared into the night sky.

"Hey, it's gone so soon, is Fu Yangjun also a ghost, it's impossible, he has body temperature, he breathes, he is a normal living person." Eury's head poked out and looked around, puzzled.

Flying high in the air, Fu Yang came directly to the roof of the grass and wood group, pried open the iron door and entered.

Follow the stairs and float down the floors.

Just down the floor, there was a sound of footsteps, and a group of people walked by.

Wearing a helmet, a combat suit, and an automatic rifle, he was eerie and breathless.

Fu Yang floated above their heads, and with a little observation, he recognized it as a group of dead corpses, and there were cameras on his helmets to record the surrounding conditions.

"It's like a biochemical force, damn it, it's so creative." Fu Yang complained.

Don't pay attention to it, I can't see him anyway, continue to walk down, searching layer by layer, there are no living people on the top twenty floors, only a team of dead bodies patrolling.

Until the thirty-fifth floor, there were finally living people, dressed in black robes, gathered in groups.

However, Fu Yang didn't pay attention, because they all spoke Japanese, and he was really depressed.

Suddenly, a rush of urine rushed up, and I hurried to the next floor to find a toilet.

There was no one on the thirty-fourth floor, and Fu Yang pushed open the toilet door.

"Squeak!"

"Who is it?"

A voice came, in a frightened tone.

A young man dressed as a mage was peeing, and the sudden situation was so frightened that he was all peeing.

"Maybe it's a strange wind, scaring yourself." The young mage reassured.

It's a pity that Fu Yang was looking at him, and he immediately came up with a plan in his heart.

When the young mage was urinating happily and whistling in his mouth, a huge force pressed against the back of his head and pressed it into the urinal.

Just about to resist and raise his head, the huge force is unabated, and he is forcefully suppressed in the urinal, and his whole face is soaked in it.

After going back and forth for a dozen times, the young mage kept struggling, and finally fainted, and a thought flashed through his mind, 'Urine is so salty'.

Fu Yang took the mop and pressed it on the young mage's head, holding it all the time, not letting him get up, and only when he didn't react, did he stop.

After going to the toilet and dragging the person, Fu Yang flew away from the window and returned to the small hotel.

Unifuyin had been waiting in the room, looking a little anxious, afraid of an accident.

Looking out the window, a figure floated over, first a joy, thinking that Fu Yang was back, and then a surprise, she saw that it was a disciple of Kairo Kusaishi.

In the blink of an eye, the wedding dress turned black, and in hand it held a scythe, ready to fight.

The window was removed, and the young mage fell heavily to the ground, as if he had fainted, and Yulifuyin looked at it in confusion, poked it with a scythe, and wondered: "Strange, what's wrong with this person." ”

"I'm going to make myself dizzy." Fu Yang's voice sounded in her ears.

"Hell!" Ulyfuyin jumped three feet high, frightened, and looked around in horror.

Fu Yang showed his true form, and said unhappily: "What are you shouting nonsense, you are a real ghost and afraid of ghosts." ”

"Husband, I hate it to death, and I am scared of the gospel's little heart." Ulifuyin rubbed the giant peak road in his heart.

"Where did you get the heart, hurry up and tie him up." Fu Yang said.

"Hey!"

Euryrich vanished into the room, reappearing with a bundle of hemp rope in his hand.

"Where did you find it?" Fu Yang asked puzzledly, it was almost the same as if he wanted to find a rope.

"I found it from the wardrobe in the bedroom of the owner's wife." Unifuyin.

"Bedroom wardrobe!" Fu Yang understood the next moment, it was a prop for playing a game of shame.

"Husband, I'm going to start tying up." Unifuyin looked excited.

"Whatever you want, just tie it up." Fu Yang said impatiently.

"Hey!"

In the next scene, Fu Yang collapsed, no wonder Youli Fuyin was so excited, she showed superb binding skills, fancy tortoiseshell binding.

Moreover, the young mage who was tied was very ashamed, sitting with his legs bent into ducks, and his hands behind his head.

"Where did you learn that?" Fu Yang sweated violently, he really couldn't imagine that a beautiful and amazing ghost bride could master such a powerful skill.

"People have been hiding in the love action film and television base for a month, and they naturally learned it." Uli Fuyin said very calmly, looking very innocent, she asked inexplicably: "Husband, do you like electric buttocks?" ”

"Get down to business first." Fu Yang couldn't hold it anymore.

This ghost bride is becoming more and more presumptuous, and she is not ashamed or impatient, and she is very cute when she talks about it, and she pokes at Fu Yang's weakness.

"You can translate while you go." Fu Yang reminded.

"Hey!"

"Ahh

Fu Yang punched the young mage in the abdomen.

"Poof..."

The unconscious young mage squirted out a mouthful of water, not knowing whether it was the urine he drank or the bitter water in his stomach.

"Name?" Fu Yang asked, and Youli Fuyin translated.

"Eight Ga Ya Road!" The young mage looked at his appearance and suddenly said angrily.

"Ahh

With two punches in a row and two more mouthfuls of water, the young mage came down honestly, looking at Fu Yang with a look of fear on his face.

"Name?"

"Jiro Kameda."

"What is your relationship with Kairo Kusaishi?"

"He's my master."

"Can you enter the basement?"

"I'm just a second-generation disciple, and a first-generation disciple can go in."

"What do you want?" Fu Yang snorted.

"Masami Butterfly, Masami Butterfly......" Kameda Jiro shouted in fright.

Fu Yang came up with a plan, and under some threats, Jiro Kameda agreed to cooperate very unscrupulously, and had no intention of resisting at all.

……

Jiro Kameda took the ghost rope and tied Yurifuyin's hands, and led him all the way to the Grass and Tree Group Building.

His face remained calm, a slight bead of sweat oozed from his forehead, and a hint of nervousness flashed in his eyes.

Several black shadows jumped out, it was a masked ninja, but the status was not high, and he bowed: "Kameda-kun." ”

"Inform me, the escaped female ghost has been caught." Kameda Jiro puffed up his chest and said.

In Japan, the status of ninjas is very low, and they will choose to be loyal to a master in order to get money, just like hiring a bodyguard.

Ninjas are divided into levels, first ninja, lower ninja, middle ninja, upper ninja, ghost ninja, shadow ninja, heavenly ninja, and ultimate ninja.

However, the upper ninja belongs to the era of endangered species, the ghost ninja is almost extinct, and the shadow ninja has become a legend, as for the heavenly ninja and the ultimate ninja, it is estimated that rookie ninjas do not know that there is such a rank.

These shinobi quickly disappeared into the night.

As soon as the tea passed, three men in their thirties walked out, stepped forward with a smile on their faces, and said, "Kameda-kun, you have made great contributions, and Master will definitely not treat you badly." ”

Pretending to be excited, Kameda Jiro followed the three first-generation disciples into the building.

Unbeknownst to them, there was an invisible man who was going in with them.

On the tall building near the Grass and Tree Group Building, a group of mages in red robes are hidden.

On the arm, embroidered with nine chrysanthemums around a plum blossom, it is the sworn enemy of the grass and trees, nine chrysanthemums and a plum pie.

"The traitors of the Jiuju Yimei faction will definitely be liquidated, remind the people nearby, see the fireworks signal, and launch an attack." An old man with a pale face said heavily.

"Hey!"

There were nine people around, standing in the shadows, unable to see their true faces, and then retreated into the darkness.

On the third floor of the building, Kairo Kusaishi was sitting on the group, meditating quietly, and between his eyebrows, there was a red blood mark.

At this time, the door opened, and five people walked in, three first-generation disciples, one second-generation disciple, and the ghost bride.

"Where are the Chinese youths who are with you?" Kairo Kusaishi opened his eyes and said.

"Hmph." Euryfuyin snorted coldly.

"Very good, you are very hard, but there is no point, and after the last round of feeding rituals, you will also disappear." Kusaishi Kairou said.

"My husband will definitely come back to save me." Unifuyin said firmly.

"I really hope that he can come, his body is just refining a corpse martial god, and with the ghouls, the Japanese onmyoji world will be the world of our grass and trees." Kusaishi said confidently.

Yes, they are collectively referred to as Onmyoji in Japan, and Mage is an honorific title for commoners.

For a long time, the Dongying people went to China to steal spells and secrets in ancient times, and finally became their own line, with many branches, and at their peak, the imperial power could be turned over and subverted.

Fu Yang was standing in front of him, he really wanted to kick this **, but he actually had the idea to hit him on the head, and it was like Tai Sui's head breaking ground.

"Jiro Kameda, how did you catch her?" Kusaishi asked.

"When I went to the toilet, I saw her sneakily floating outside, so I rushed out and grabbed her, but I destroyed a few magic weapons." Jiro Kameda pretended to look distressed.

"Very good, you have been promoted to a generation of disciples, and I will make up for the lost magic weapons." Kusaishi Kairou said.

"Thank you, Master." Jiro Kameda said with great joy.

The last feeding ceremony was approaching, and Kusaishi didn't want to waste time and led his disciples to the basement.

Fu Yang hovered on the top of the elevator, following them all the time.

Back here, Euryrich looked terrified, and his body trembled.

When the elevator door opened, the rooms were divided on both sides, like prison cells, and there were many young female ghosts imprisoned in them, all with desperate expressions.

"Gather the first generation of disciples to prepare for the ceremony, and the second generation of disciples will be strictly guarded." Kusaishi Kairou said.

"Hey!"

The four of them walked into the elevator again, and as soon as Kusaishi Kairou stretched out his hand, a charm hit the ghost bride.

"Ahh

Euryfuyin cried out in pain and collapsed to the ground, grabbing him by the hair, and walked to the innermost altar room as if he were carrying something.

For a while, Unifuyin would not be in danger, and Fu Yang investigated the surrounding situation.

There were 200 rooms in total, half of which housed female ghosts, and thirty of which contained corpses, placed in glass jars, full of embalming, soaked in corpses.

The special tool, Fu Yang couldn't understand, but it must be related to the corpse, and it seemed to be a tool for refining the corpse.

The most infuriating thing was the other seventy rooms, where seventy young girls, ranging in their fifteen to twenty years old, were imprisoned, and there were many red spots with pinholes on their arms.

Suddenly, it occurred to me that the blood they had fed to Euryrich had been drawn from seventy young girls.

"Beast, I'm sure you'll have a great time." Fu Yang's expression was gloomy.