Chapter 197: The Head of the Yakshas
At night, it was pitch black everywhere.
The bird flew in the sky, and it had no intention of coming down.
The scythe is following Prajna openly, and although Prajna knows that the weasel is following him, there is nothing he can do.
"Brother Itaro, if we follow her, will she lead us to the enemy's encirclement?"
Santaro asked.
"Even if it's a trap, we can only follow her, after all, the master doesn't know if it's out of danger yet. If we don't do anything, it's useless. ”
Ichitaro replied.
Soon, the weasel followed Pranya to the place before.
That's where the dirt was turned.
"Santaro, stop, there seems to be someone standing there."
Ichitaro stands in the highest position.
So you can be the first to see the situation ahead, and in the place where the dirt has been turned, there is a tall black figure standing.
It's still a little far from there now, and Ichitaro can't see it very clearly.
However, the tone of Ichitaro's speech was still very affirmative.
Santaro quickly stopped, and Hannya glanced behind them, and then walked towards the figure.
Obviously, Prajna knew that person.
"Brother Itaro, what should we do now?"
Santaro asked.
"Let's find a place to hide, and then slowly get closer. Don't be caught by them. ”
"It's too dangerous."
Nitaro said.
"Even if it's dangerous, we're going to go."
Ichitaro's eyes became extremely determined, as if this decision could not be changed.
"Santaro, let's go."
Ichitaro continued.
Santaro didn't answer, but he immediately took action and walked towards a dense jungle.
Santaro chose to listen to Ichitaro, and at this time, no matter what, there should be no disagreement.
In the darkness, the scythe crept approached Pranya and the black figure.
The appearance of the figure gradually became clearer.
It is a tall ghost with a fork, and the skin of its body is not the color of normal human skin, but blue-black.
It looks very robust and powerful.
"It's a Nakshatra."
Ichitaro whispered.
The voice is so small that even the second and third taro, who are combined with Ichitaro, can barely hear clearly.
The night became silent.
Standing face to face with Yaksha, Pranya at this time was a beautiful blue-haired woman.
The only thing that is not good is that Prajna's body exudes a faint stench.
"Prajna, where did you run during the day? Since you dare to leave here without permission. ”
Yaksha asked.
Yaksha's tone was a little cold, and when he asked, he kept a calm face.
The little ghost standing on the side didn't dare to speak.
Even his breathing is very careful.
The imp was a little away from Prajna and Yaksha, but even so, he was very scared.
"Me? I just went to play with it. ”
Prajna said in a seductive voice, and moved a little closer to the Yaksha.
The white hand climbed up the shoulders of the Yakshas.
Soft hands, hard shoulders.
One exhales like an orchid, wet and greasy. One face is like an iceberg, unmoved.
"Pranya, Lord Wine-Swallowing Boy, if anything goes wrong, I will definitely kill you."
Yaksha said coldly.
"Don't worry, although the body of the drunken boy has not yet recovered, there is no way for ordinary people to hurt him. The drunken boy must be fine. ”
Prajna's hand stretched out towards Yaksha's chest, and the gas he spat out was a little warm.
Yaksha frowned, as if she smelled something bad: "Pranya, it's time for your body to be replaced, in this case, it will be easily exposed." ”
"Every time I use a corpse for a while, I always get used to it and am reluctant to replace it."
"No way!"
Yaksha said.
At this time, Prajna has no choice.
After all, there is indeed some smell on the body now.
Even a normal human can easily smell it, and if it goes on like this, it will indeed expose one's identity.
"Okay, then I'll come back to you when I get a new corpse."
Prajna's hand continued to move downward......
"Let's go."
Pranya nodded, left the Yaksha, and walked in the direction of the streets of Qinghe Town.
If you want to get a new corpse, then you have to go where there are people.
Prajna is already familiar with these.
She knows where there are people and where women are prettier.
……
Underground.
Chen Beibei and Xue *** God squatted quietly on the ground.
Yaksha never left, so Chen Beibei and they had no way to get out.
"Now let's go see the drunken boy."
Yaksha watched as Prajna's vanishing back and jumped out of the hole.
Chen Beibei: They have been under that hole all along.
It was the first time Inugami saw Yaksha jump down, and the moment Yaksha jumped down, Inugami had already pulled out his sword.
"If you want to live, don't make a sound."
The Inugami's knife rested on Yaksha's neck and said coldly.
At this time, Chen Beibei and Snow Girl reacted, and Yaksha had already jumped down.
In acuteness, already reacting.
Inugami is still very powerful, after all, he is also a youkai who has experienced many battles.
"Who are you?"
Yaksha asked.
Before, Inugami had already said that if you want to live, don't make a sound.
The Yaksha has spoken.
The knife in the hand of the dog god moved, and in this case, everything did not need to be discussed, and there was no need to hesitate.
After all, it's a matter of life and death.
When you hesitate, you may have put yourself in a desperate situation.
The knife cut off the head of the Yaksha.
"Hey, hey, do you want to kill me too?"
Yaksha's head moved on the ground a few times, then flew up and said to the dog god.
Even if the head is already flying.
But Yaksha's body was still lying on the ground, motionless.
Looking at the head flying in the sky, I was a little scared at first, but I recovered immediately.
Chen Beibei doesn't know much about the Yaksha.
However, Chen Beibei didn't think about killing Yaksha so easily.
Regardless, Yaksha is an SR-level youkai.
If you die so easily, it's even more suspicious.
"Snow Maiden, freeze him."
Chen Beibei looked at the Snow Girl and said to her.
A cold air flew past Chen Beibei's side, and the temperature under the entire underground seemed to drop a lot.
Yaksha's head nimbly escaped the Snow Maiden's freeze and floated in the air, smiling hideously.
"Hey, hey, hey......"
The Snow Maiden continued to use the Freeze skill, but there was no way to freeze it until the Yaksha.
"Master, it doesn't seem to work. He's too fast. ”
Snow Maiden said.
If the Snow Maiden can't freeze to the Yaksha, then there is no need to continue fighting with him.
After all, Inugami had already cut off his head before, but he hadn't killed Yaksha either, which also meant that Inugami had no way to kill Yaksha.
And the Snow Maiden has no way to attack the Yakshas.
Then if you continue to fight, it will only drag on for time, and when those little ghosts will surround you, things will be in trouble.
"Let's get out of here."
Chen Beibei looked at the dog god and the snow girl and said to them.
"Yes, master."
Snow Girl replied.
The dog god's own knife rushed to the front, and the snow girl followed behind Chen Beibei.
The two of them protected Chen Beibei and ran in the direction of the cave.
"Hey, hey, since you're already here, don't run."
The Yaksha's cruel laughter came from behind, but Chen Beibei and the others did not slow down, and still ran fast.
The dog god jumped up from the entrance of the cave first, and then pulled Chen Beibei up.
At this time, the head of the Yaksha flew closer.
"Snow girl, hurry up."
Seeing Yaksha's head flying towards the Snow Girl, Chen Beibei hurriedly shouted.
The Snow Girl took Chen Beibei's hand.
But just as the Snow Maiden wanted to go up, she felt something pull her hair.
It didn't hurt, but there was still a chill that rose from the Snow Maiden's body.
"Hoo ......"
The Snow Maiden turned around and snorted a cold breath, trying to freeze Yaksha's head, but as before, she was easily dodged by Yaksha.
In the dark.
The head of the Yaksha floated quietly underground, looking at the departing Chen Beibei and the Snow Maiden.
"Snow Maiden, are you alright?"
Chen Beibei looked at the Snow Girl and asked with concern.
The Snow Maiden's hand touched her head, and there was nothing unusual: "Master, I'm fine." ”
In the dark, the head of a Yaksha floating in the air, biting a hair in its mouth.
There was an oozing laugh in his mouth.
……
Forest.
A gust of wind suddenly blew up, making the leaves rustle.
In an instant, a monster in a purple robe appeared in front of Chen Beibei.
It's a scythe.
"Master, you've finally come out."
The sickle looked at Chen Beibei and said to him.
The sickle had been hiding in the bushes, waiting for Chen Beibei to come out, so as soon as Chen Beibei came out, the sickle could rush to Chen Beibei's side.
In the woods, there are imps everywhere.
However, those little ghosts did not approach Chen Beibei and them, and they didn't know why.
Maybe it's because Chen Beibei came out of the ground.
Therefore, those little ghosts regard Chen Beibei and them as their own kind.
The bird that was flying in the air also swooped down.
"Let's get out of here first."
Chen Beibei looked at Gu Xuaniao and said.
Gu Huoniao nodded, and then flew into the air again, continuing to watch some movement in the mountains and forests.
……
Pranya came to Sakura Castle.
The blue-haired woman, walking unhurriedly, slowly looking for her prey.
The originally prosperous Falling Sakura City has now become a dead silence.
In the old days, it was only night that fell.
The cherry blossom city will be lit up with colorful neon lights, and the streets will be crowded with cars.
It's just that it's deserted now.
If it weren't for the high-rise buildings in Luoying City, no one would have noticed that there was any difference between Luoying City and Qinghe Town.
The same coldness, the same darkness, the same living in fear.
"This beautiful place is a little different from before."
Prajna said softly.
When I came to Sakura Castle before, I could still see some people.
Now Prajna has walked several streets, and still no one is seen.
There are only a few stray dogs sporadically searching for food.
Prajna continued to walk, but there was no one on the street, so Prajna had to go to someone else's house.
The current Prajna uses a human body, and it doesn't look any different from a human being.
"Bang bang."
Prajna walked up to a door and knocked on it.
In the dead silence of the city, the sudden knock on the door seemed a little abrupt.
The people in the room, holding their breath, did not answer.
People still remember the time when their mother knocked on the door and was eaten by a ghost who took the form of her mother.
Pranya continued to knock, but there was no response in the room.
Others don't open the door.
Prajna can actually go in violently, but Prajna doesn't want to do that.
Now she is a woman.
Doing something like that doesn't fit your identity.
……
On the entire street, there was only one blue-haired woman walking slowly.
Prajna has knocked on the doors of more than a dozen houses.
But no one opened the door, but Prajna was not discouraged.
Time is not so important for Prajna.
After all, she has been around for thousands of years, and this short night is really nothing to her.
What's more, only two or three hours have passed this night.
"Someone will open the door."
Pranya said as he walked to the other.
Vermilion gates, white houses, enclosed with walls.
It must be a family with a better family background.
Pranya knocked lightly on the door a few times.
Dead.
In the room, a small child, just as he was about to speak, was quickly covered by his mother.
"Shh......h
She is a dark-haired woman with a good figure and a good look.
He was wearing blue pajamas.
Prajna's knock on the door kept ringing, and it didn't seem to mean to stop.
Large bed in the room.
The woman's eyes looked at her husband with a hint of fear on her face.
After all, the knock on the door sounded at night.
It made her think directly of those terrifying-looking ghosts.
It's all become real, ghosts are real, and they can hurt humans.
The man's hand was placed on the woman's face, and he stroked it gently, trying to give her some comfort.
But it didn't help, and although the woman made a forced smile on her face, the fear still didn't go away.
Among the three people, only the child was puzzled, without a trace of fear.
After all, he doesn't yet know what a ghost is, and he doesn't know what death is.
"Please open the door."
Prajna's voice sounded, very soft, with a seductive power.
Hearing such a voice, the man's body moved slightly.
"The voice of the ghost, it shouldn't be like this......"
The man thought to himself.
The woman felt the man's hand caressing her face paused briefly.
The uneasiness on his face became even more palpable.
This is already 500,000, from October 1 last year to now, four or five months have passed, during which the mobile phone charger was broken once. At this rate, one million won't be finished until around August, which is terrifying.
(End of chapter)