The misty clouds carried the heavy heavenly river, as if in the next second, a downpour would fall from the sky.

Everything is soggy. Every grass, stone, flower and tree are all wrapped up in a layer of tide under this dark sky. Even the dust in the dilapidated temple on the roadside sucked up enough moisture in the air, clinging to a table and chair like a layer of mud and sand, and the Buddha statue that no one cared about.

She's here alone.

The temple was quiet, and when she stepped in, she saw mottled footsteps on the dust.

She turned sideways and walked forward, letting the shadows avoid them. These footprints are relatively small and do not look like those of adults. But it is not so much a man as a beast. In addition to the neat toes, there are strange long shadows dragging on the sides.

- The pace is not going out.

She shouldn't be here alone.

Walking to the Buddha statue in the middle, she looked over. I don't know who is enshrined here, but I saw this Buddha statue glaring angrily, as if he was scolding something.

Rumble!

The dilapidated door suddenly closed.

The moment she turned around, the windows were shut. A string of chains from nowhere was overwhelming, tightly sealing all the doors and windows in the temple, making it impermeable. The sound of metal clashing is endless, deafening. The chains sparked between the frictions, extinguishing everything in the room.

Click...... Crunch –

In the midst of this darkness, in an instant, she drew her weapon from the umbrella barrel at her waist, and the evil aura from the sword blade swept across the offering table as she shook her hand. The sword qi struck against the chains crisscrossed like spider silk, making a crisp sound.

The chain was not cut, but immediately after, half of the Buddha's head in the middle of the square fell diagonally, from the left eyebrow to the corner of the right lip, falling in pieces.

A teenager's half-cut body was immediately exposed to her eyes.

The boy stepped over the section of the Buddha statue and landed straight on a horizontal chain in the air, making a clanging sound.

He looked like he was in his teens, and he looked very thin, and his black hair was a little curly, I don't know if he was born with it or if he didn't take care of it. He was dressed in a dark green robe, wrapped in vermilion edges, and looked like a good material. But further down, he was barefoot, a world of difference from the identity that this garment was supposed to show.

Even more striking than this is the chains around him.

Around the neck, shoulders, arms, knees, and all over the body were bound by thin and strong chains.

Like a prisoner.

And the golden pupils clearly tell the fact that this person is not very human.

"It's really an eventful sister, I heard that you have chased me for more than a thousand miles."

"Where is he?"

In the dark, she raised her arms and didn't talk nonsense to him.

"Hmm...... Who is my sister talking about? ”

The boy sat on top of the chain and pondered for a long time.

"Where is he?"

She just repeated.

The boy seemed to remember something, and suddenly said:

"Oh, oh—you mean him. Where is he...... Who knows? ”

She jumped to her feet and slashed straight at the young man's figure. But two chains rose from the ground on either side and crossed in front of her. She rolled over temporarily, and stepped on one foot at the intersection of chains, but the strength of her hand was slightly weakened. By the time she got to the boy's place, he had fled to another chain.

Although it can't be called a battle of swords and swords, it can also be said to be full of crises, and people don't dare to slack off. There are layers of killing intent between the lightning and flint, and any move she makes is the power to kill people.

Although, she can't take his life yet; Although, he is not human either.

Six Paths of Impermanence - Yayoi Yingyue-kun.

As a mediator of the Three Realms, he actually kidnapped his master and severely injured his master...... Whenever she thought of her brother's entrustment in a pool of blood, while grieving, an unquenchable anger surged in her heart.

At the nearest inn, I heard the news of a "barefoot boy dragging chains".

Although this was not her original purpose, she vaguely felt that she could use it to find out her master's whereabouts. But obviously, not only did he not get valuable information at the moment, but instead taught this nasty ghost to tease, which was really infuriating.

It should be said that this is not a fair matchup. Yingyuejun sealed the venue in this small room, and used the advantage of the demon rope to build a favorable space for himself. Besides, no matter how dilapidated, the temple should be a quiet place, and if she could, she didn't want to wreak havoc here—although, with its mutilated Buddha statues, it seemed to be a step too late.

She grabbed the handle of her weapon, and quickly thought about countermeasures in the gap between the steps of Yingyue-kun.

What is there, the Shikigami who can make a move at this moment......

Suddenly, three chains took on a regular triangle shape, tightly binding the weapon in her hand. As her attention focused on her hand, more long locks struck, one of which hit her cheekbone in terrible pain. When I came back to my senses, my whole body was firmly locked.

"What should I do, I shouldn't kill anyone, but my sister is really pestering, it's really in the way......"

Yingyuejun pretended to be thoughtful and approached step by step, and the chains rubbed on the ground with a sound. The light that barely penetrated through the gaps in the doors and windows illuminated the flying dust very vividly, and the two of them jumped between their staggered eyes.

"Give us back the Sect Master!"

"That's not going to work, only he knows the whereabouts of the waki...... Alas, it's a pity that my sister was born so beautiful. ”

Before she could understand what he was trying to say in the second half of the sentence, he explained:

"Three hundred disciples of the Snow Yan Sect, if one is lost, no one will find out, right?"

Moments before her attack, with the crisp sound of roof tiles cracking, a red falling fire swept between the two of them.

A faint light cast from the roof, and the entire temple was brightly lit. It wasn't the faint light of the sky, but the blazing, lava-like fire that spread like a pool of blood the moment it touched the ground.

Everything burns. The chains were struck somewhere, and the part that trapped her was loose. Before the heat of the flames could be transmitted, they were knocked down by the sword aura.

"Scratch out the name in the book of life and death in advance, and 'that adult' will be unhappy."

It was a voice so soft and soft that she couldn't tell if it was a man or a woman.

I don't know when the visitor stood on the shrine.

Looking up, there was a pair of clogs with red belts of black wood, a bathrobe with red patterns on a black background, and a face with black hair.

He is a man with a good appearance.

This conclusion is not based on sound or physiognomy...... It's the strong and rich demonic aura.

It's a very powerful, male youkai - she makes that judgment.

But it has to be said that his appearance is too deceptive. The corners of the red phoenix eyes are slightly raised, and a tear mole is lightly embellished under the right eye. Her long hair, as deep as the night, seemed to swallow up all the light in the world, and even the fireworks could not be reflected. The green silk was long and blended in with the same dim bathrobe. The hem of the clothes is printed with a large vermilion pattern, and I don't know whether it is a flower or a fire, and the lines are arbitrary, fierce and domineering, as if it is a living thing, winding and wandering on the fabric.

He held a white, slender cigarette stick in one hand, and he didn't know what it was made of.

“…… Tut. ”

Yingyue-kun let out a disgruntled speech. He continued:

"Brother Long Night is still as keen as ever...... Dog takes a mouse. ”

The demon was not annoyed, but smiled lightly, lowered his eyelids, and a haze of smoke curled out from his teeth.

"Hmm...... But this rat did not obey the rules, and ate the grain and rice that should not be eaten, which was to make the master angry. ”

“…… Don't take that adult to bind me. ”

At any time when he said this, Yingyuejun's complexion and emphasis were a little less imposing. She was aware of it.

"Let me go, don't get into trouble again."

"Wait!"

Seeing that this monster was going to take the villain away, she shouted so loudly.

The man turned his face sideways, but she clearly saw contempt between the arrogant eyebrows.

"What?"

"You can't take him away! He detained my master, the sect master of the Snow Yan Sect...... He treats me as his own, and I have promised the master that I will not return to the valley until I find out the whereabouts of the master! ”

"You caught someone's master?" He turned to him and asked.

The naughty child only laughed, but did not speak, and that face was so annoying.

“…… In this way, it's not good that he arrested your master. It's really distressing, but ......"

The flames burned and burned, and in the midst of the flames, the man took a deep puff of his cigarette, looking sad and confused.

But soon, as a cloud of white smoke slowly changed, that sincere expression dissipated in an instant, and then turned into a strong mockery and malice.

"What do you have to do with me?"

He said word for word.

Her face instantly turned pale, although she expected that this person would not be able to spit out good words, but she never thought that it was such a vicious attitude. She stopped talking nonsense, fine-tuned her stance and prepared to take it by force. However, this small movement was quickly caught by her opponent, and just before she could make a move, a blue-black flame that was hotter than the previous falling fire struck her.

The man was afraid that he was ruthless, and on the white arm of his empty hand, slender and broken lines spread, and the blue light flowed and lingered like magma, condensing into a dazzling pale blue in the palm of his hand. At this moment, a distinctive vermilion flower appeared between his eyebrows, shaped like a lotus flower.

Yingyuejun expected that she must be hit hard.

However, the light of the fire cleared, and they could clearly see a shield in front of her.

…… No, not a shield. But the umbrella in the bucket is really an umbrella.

"Hey, what's the mystery of this umbrella?" Yingyue-kun asked him.

“…… It's just a regular umbrella. ”

A plain, plain oil-paper umbrella dyed with the usual pattern of blowing snow and waves.

An umbrella is an ordinary umbrella.

It's hard to say what the mystery is under the umbrella.

“…… Hahaha, kind of interesting. ”

The man burst into laughter, as refreshing as the staggered branches and leaves of the night, so out of place in comparison with the sight of this sea of fire. The flower between his brows dimmed and faded, and there was no trace of it anymore.

At the moment when she rushed forward, a wall of fire rose to the ground. Instinctively, she stepped back and shielded herself from the oncoming heat with her umbrella. When she felt the temperature drop a little, she quickly closed her umbrella.

She's here alone.

Where else is there a wall of fire. Looking around, I didn't even see a spark like incense. All that was left was the sundries table and chairs that were broken during the previous duel with Yingyuejun, and the Buddha's head that was shattered on half of its face.

She shouldn't be here alone.

The hand trembling with anger was still clenched. She took a deep breath and rubbed her aching cheek. After trying to calm down, she pushed open the broken temple door.

A cool breeze hit her face, and the raindrops kissed her face lightly, and the pain of being hit by the chains was also slightly lessened.

Raising her umbrella, she strolled silently through the gentle drizzle.

Soon, the lonely shadow dissolved in the hazy rain and fog at the end of the road.