Sen Luo sat cross-legged in the shadows of the building, the moonlight a few feet in front of him. The female ghost gritted her teeth and vanished, but a moment later she came with a flask. "Wine?" Sen Luo let out a double laugh, a skeleton grinning at the jawbone, and let out such a laugh, which is really quite a terrifying picture.

"Do you think a monster like me can drink and eat? Hahahaha. Sen Luo's performance at this time was quite free, he was not angry about this, but self-deprecatingly knocked his chin and barrel Chuan carcass, and there was an empty sound from inside. Not the same..... It's not the same. That Shimizu Hime lowered her head, and just said softly, without the bright color of the Oiran at the beginning.

"Oh......" This made Sen Luo very curious, and he took the little flask, removed the top glass, and poured a small glowing glass from the flask. It's not the same, indeed. Sen Luo exclaimed, as if the moonlight in the sky had condensed into water, pouring into a small wine glass. Sen Luo drank the wine in his glass.

It is not like water, which leaks out of Senro's jaw, nor does it drain down his spine from under his ribs, but after entering his skull mouth, it turns into a dense brilliance, like Senluo and flesh swirl in his mouth, and then down his spine, turning into clouds in his chest, and then gradually turning into a point of light and disappearing.

This sip of wine, but let Sen Luo feel the mellow taste of wine, as if drinking the cherry blossoms and moonlight on a spring night, but there is a faint grievance under the aftertaste, and then think about it, but it seems to have seen all the ways of the world, and finally turned into mellow demonic power, slowly seeping into Sen Luo's bones. After a long time, the skeleton sighed, "Sure enough, it's good wine, but it's sitting in the well and watching the sky." ”

After saying this, Sen Luo returned the flask to the Shimizu Hime, "It's enough, a glass of wine is enough." A gentleman doesn't like people, I think this wine is also the result of your years of immersion and repeated polishing of demonic energy. A glass of wine..... I'm afraid it's enough to kill. The skeletal warrior stood up, "Show me the way, tell me which one to kill?" "Here and now, it has nothing to do with good or evil, just for this glass of wine, even if you kill the general, I'm afraid this Sen Luo will do it." It's really good wine. A double low voice echoed softly, and finally disappeared into the moonlight.

Crossing the river, which is not difficult for Sen Luo, can be walked through the bottom of the river if he doesn't mind. On the other side seems to be the family of the minister.,In these peaceful years, it's also accumulated some family property.,Although it's not a samurai.,But compared to the commoners.,I don't know how high it is.。 "Did the minister here kill you? Alas, needless to say, I don't need to know what happened, you're going to kill the minister, right? And his son? Well, so be it. Sen Luo just said this, he strode into the courtyard in front of the cherry blossom tree, the barrier that sealed the cherry blossom tree only made the black skeleton on his body shine slightly, and then bursts of white mist rose from above, and that was the end of it.

Seeing all this, Shimizu Hime suddenly turned into a skeleton in a kimono and pounced frantically, but Mori Ra was able to pass through the enchantment, but she hit it solidly, and the golden thunder scorched her body, and in the silent scream, Shimizu Hime was powerlessly bounced under the cherry blossom tree. Senro's skeletal head turned to look at it, shook his head, waved his left hand, and walked straight inside.

Naturally, there are servants in the minister's house, and these subordinates naturally know that this part of the family house is sealed, and they never come here on weekdays. This part of the mansion is actually deserted. So Sen Luo walked all the way, and no one saw it, candles were still very expensive in this era, and the people had already gone to rest. Moriro's footsteps were silent, and even hard skeletal feet could move silently as long as he wanted to, and although he had never been here, Moriro felt that he was actually familiar with this kind of Japanese-style mansion. He came to the master room, and through the sliding door, he could feel the multiple breaths and the aura of the living.

Sen Luo stood outside the door, if he could still breathe, Sen Luo thought it would be so good that he could at least sigh. Just thinking about it like this, Sen Luo directly opened the door. The people in the gate were not samurai, and they didn't wake up under such changes. Sen Luo looked at the man and woman in front of him, this man's gray hair and beard seemed to be an old man. The skeletal warrior drew his sword and swung it, then bent down and grabbed it, lifted his head and turned out the door, and carefully closed the door.

Tie the braid of the human head casually under his bucket carcass, and Sen Luo strode to the other side. In another courtyard, the people sleeping in it were younger, and they seemed to be men in their forties and women in their twenties, and when Mori opened the door, the man had already been awakened, but in the screams of fear of women and men, the skeletal samurai only killed the man with a single sword, and then also lifted the head and walked away, leaving behind a woman covered in blood and frightened.

Moriro came to the cherry blossom tree and placed the two heads in front of the tree. The female ghost Shimizu Hime appeared, she held the head of the man in her forties in her arms, and at this time the female ghost appeared in a kimono skeleton, holding a human head, which was really ghostly. Sen Luo didn't want to see more, so he directly put his palms together and left on his own. At this time, it was almost dawn, and it seemed that this night was inseparable from Kyoto, Sen Luo stood in the middle of the street, sighed, and walked towards the ruined temple on the side.

Although Kyoto has been peaceful for decades and nearly a hundred years, there are still abandoned temples during the Warring States period, and most of these places have become hiding places for castle foxes, rats, and demons and monsters. Sen Luo walked into the ruined temple, he did not go to the Daxiong Treasure Hall, but turned a corner and went to the half-collapsed bell tower.

The skeleton was very careful, and Sen Luo didn't want other people or youkai to see his whereabouts, and the skeleton warrior with the spear walked into the bell tower in the narrow space that had collapsed to only half a person's height, and directly turned into scattered bones with a thud, and rolled down into the collapsed half-human pit below the space along with weapons and armor. Sen Luo entered the realm of thoughtlessness, and he would spend this whole day like this.