That's right, this is a ghost village. The people in the village have been killed by unknown forces, and perhaps plundered, but the resentment is still there, the thoughts are still there, and in this era of a hundred ghosts, it is natural to form such a ghost village with endless longing and hatred for the souls and flesh of the living. Such a village is also very scary, because it is not a place where ordinary exorcists or samurai can settle down.

Perhaps during the day, at some point, it's just a dilapidated village. But if an unfortunate unfortunate person sets foot in this village, he may never have a chance to leave—he will eventually become a member of this village. And now, what Sen Luo sees is the "resurrection" of this village. With the light points wafting on the ruins, and with the translucent figures began to walk on the road, almost in the blink of an eye, it seemed that this place had become the village of peace and joy again, with people walking on the road, and lanterns hanging on the sides of the houses.

Xiao Yezi froze the moment she rushed out of the house, in her memory, this place was obviously a ruin, how could it become a village again? She turned her head to see that the half-collapsed house she had rushed out of had also become intact, and the little girl was almost immediately confused. "No wonder, since it was formed. That is the demonic aura that confuses living beings. "Under the shade of the tree on which Sen Luo rests is the only place here that has not been left intact, but likewise no one notices it.

The "villagers" here have already moved closer to Xiaoyezi. At the moment when they were about to come into contact with Xiao Yezi, the girl seemed to have a thunderclap in her ears, and her confused eyes suddenly became clear, she shouted slightly, and took off the long wooden knife from her waist, this knife was almost as tall as her, if she hadn't learned the breathing method, Xiao Yezi might not even be able to lift this knife. After raising the long knife, Xiao Yezi carefully breathed with the breathing method taught to her by Sen Luo, and with her breathing, a faint aura emanated from her body.

"It's a demon-breaking blade now." Senro watched all this from under the tree, and the skeleton muttered to himself. Xiao Yezi's movement of wielding the wooden knife is quite sharp, and the sharp and swift slashing that Sen Luo taught her, this little girl still learns well. "I've got a little fur, but I can get mixed up." Sen Luo continued to mutter. The little girl's knife skills are actually good, and she has cut a few villagers who are forced to come up. said that it was chopped, but it was better to say that it was smashed by the aura on Xiao Yezi's body.

The wooden knife is wielded with the speed and power of a small leaf, and it usually does not slash people like a real knife, and if it does not have aura, I am afraid that it may not even be able to hurt those villagers. But with the aura, these villagers are still broken like porcelain dolls. "...... you can't kill," the skeletal warrior said softly, and indeed as he had said, the villagers melted into the earth as if they had melted into the earth, and then they each walked out of the room.

Xiao Yezi has been fighting, and at the same time constantly moving towards the entrance of the village, but every time she is finally able to rush out, she always suddenly reappears at the door of the house where she originally came out. The little girl wiped away her tears, she was obviously afraid, but she continued to fight, constantly trying to escape. "What a strong kid." Under the dead tree, a double tone sounded, "Very good, you have a heart that is enough to inherit the way of the sword." ”

Sen Luo's long knife under the moon beauty has been unsheathed, and the samurai of the skeleton stepped out in one step, the long knife circled slightly, and the back of the knife simply circled the small leaves behind his back. "You're good." The skeletal warrior twisted the skull and said a word to Kobazi, although he couldn't see his expression, but the tone of approval was not fake. Although Xiao Yezi was still wiping her tears, the little girl finally smiled at ease. Sen Luo's hands are completely different from Xiao Yezi.

The long rose-red knife was displayed horizontally, and the light ran directly through several feet away. The villagers within the reach of the sword light directly turned into torches entwined with black and red flames, and gradually turned into dry bones in the roar. But the bones were still moving, and the whole village began to weep, miserable. "Be calm and maintain the breath I taught you. It's the sound of a ghost crying, and you'd go crazy if you didn't. Sen Luo said to Xiao Yezi as usual.

"Do you know how to recite scriptures?" Sen Luo asked Xiao Yezi, at this moment, no villager dared to step forward - the iron-colored skeleton warrior in front of him was probably a terrifying demon that they did not dare to approach at all. Sen Luo looked at Xiao Yezi, and sure enough, the little girl shook her head. "Okay, follow me, when you cultivate the Demon Breaking Blade in the future, you will know how to do it after all." With a flick of Senluo's long knife, he stepped forward like this, and at the same time his mandible moved, and the sound of double chanting directly spread throughout the entire village, magnificent and solemn.

"Om, the end of the bowl is in Tuoning, Suo Pohe!" Accompanied by the mantra of King Jizo Bodhisattva, Moriro's long knife slashed straight to the ground like a thunderbolt in the sky, and endless red lotus karmic fire surged from the cracks in the earth, igniting the entire village. Sen Luo's body also had a red-black demonic qi gushing out, communicating with the red lotus karma fire, turning into an infinite sword intent, but the skeletal warrior did not sword again.

"It's just some lonely ghosts, if it weren't for the peculiarity of this place, it might not be able to become a disaster." Sen Luo said, "Follow me." ”

"Nam no Amitabha Night, Amitabha Night, Amitabha Night, Amitabha Amitabha, Amitabhi, Amitabha The double Pure Land Amitabha Buddha's mantra sounded, and the little leaf stammered after listening to it a few times, and also stammered and recited a few words incorrectly. With Sen Luo's recitation, the infinite sword intent that this red lotus fire turned into continued to rise, and the resentful qi in this place was burned as fuel.

Sen Luo held the handle of the knife with one hand, and let the beauty of the long knife under the moon stick on the ground, and pinched the handprint with the other hand, and the mandible opened and closed, and the Pure Land mantra flowed out of it. The Red Lotus Flame burned more and more, and the ghost cry of the entire village was covered by the roar of the Red Lotus Flame. The moment the flames reached their peak, they suddenly disappeared without a trace. "The anger of resentment has burned out, and it's time for these poor ghosts to become Buddhas. If they can be liberated, if they are too sinful to be freed, then they will go under my sword after all. ”

Xiao Yezi can be regarded as a small aura at this moment, she can see the translucent people slowly disappearing, and the village has already recovered its tattered ruins in the morning. However, there were still twenty or so figures that turned into pitch black, and then a pair of red fiery eyes lit up from the faces of these big ghosts that had turned into pitch-black fiery fangs. "With such a deep resentment, it seems that the Buddhist scriptures alone cannot relieve you. Let's let the knife give you a ride! ”