There is nothing to be afraid of human heads.

Mizuki had personally pulled the hair of the hideous and bloody dead man, slowly dragged it across the ground, and buried it in the loess, and he also gave the dead people very nice names.

The death of life is an irreversible truth of nature, and this is a reality that even Mizuki, a madman who has always liked to challenge the truth and even distort it, is absolutely convinced.

There are two reasons why living people are sensitive to the dead: the death of the same kind reminds a person of the fact that he himself will die, or he has watched too many horror movies.

Speaking of which, he has always felt that horror movies are the most boring entertainment products, this thing is aimed at scary and illogical from the beginning, and most of the reason why the audience screams is only because of the rendering of the music and the ugliness of the props.

In fact, the really scary stuff doesn't need music and props, as long as it's obtrusive enough.

This is the power of what is known as lens shifting.

So, when the girl was unprepared and met Sadako, a Japanese national idol who suddenly crawled out of the TV, she was really shocked.

Then, the lovely Sadako was crushed by the girl.

The girl waved her hand, and Sadako, who didn't even show her face, suddenly turned into powder, and the house was shattered along with her.

Mizuki laughed.

"You shouldn't have any mood swings, you must know that illusion, if even the caster is panicked, anxious, and worried, it will inevitably have chakra turmoil, of course, you have done well enough, at least not screaming and running away, but directly counterattacking."

Between the words, the whole space suddenly distorted.

When the space was twisted to the limit by a pair of unknown big hands, there was a bang, and the space shattered.

The fragments of chaos flew in and out of this void as if they were hiding, and each fragment flickered with a clear picture.

That's a memory that belongs to Mizuki.

The girl bowed and took a step back, her eyes full of incredulity.

"What did you do?!" The girl shouted.

"Huh."

Mizuki raised a finger and took a fragment from the Void Storm, admiring the ultra-clear image presented inside the fragment - a lonely figure walking through the vast sea of people in a steel forest.

"People should calm down, read more books, increase knowledge, this is an old friend told me many years ago, and then he was fired the next day after he finished speaking, after all, not every boss has the courage to let his driver drive while playing with his mobile phone, yes, e-books are also books, as for whether the fantasy novels of the air can increase people's knowledge, I reserve my opinion, tsk, I tell you that this matter is nothing more than to expound a simple and profound truth, that is- Don't stand stupidly and listen to a person who wants to kill you, do you think he will have any good intentions? ”

Mizuki's smiling face almost touched his ears, like a third-rate drama actor doing his best to play a crazy man, but in fact, his heart was so calm.

"Hmph, no matter what the hell you're up to, you can't solve this technique." The girl retorted suddenly, very calmly.

Mizuki "huh".

The chaotic memory fragments around fell with the girl's rebuttal, and all turned into one picture - three lonely tombstones, with three names engraved on the tablet, Shui Yifeng, Yu Juan, and Shui Weihua.

Mizuki's eyes narrowed.

"Is there another layer of illusion superimposed, such an illusion should be the technique of Narakumi."

"Do you see a picture of fear?"

"Very well," he paused, suppressing his throat and whispering in a low voice, "You've managed to provoke me." ”

After speaking, there was a roar.

A surging chakra roared irregularly like a huge wave, expanding continuously.

The entire space was like a big candy, quickly melting in front of the boiling huge chakra.

At the same time, a vague palm travels through space, from nothingness to concreteness, and suddenly becomes clear in the chaos.

A glittering gaze was like a blazing fire, through the vanity, and suddenly plunged into the beautiful eyes of a hot and charming woman.

Angry, crazy, desperate, the emotions in this gaze are enough to break people.

The charming woman's heart was shocked, and her body couldn't help but freeze.

So, the palm of the hand grabbed her white and smooth neck.

The charming woman said "uh", her eyes were full of doubt and despair, and then blood gushed up on her head, and her white and tender skin turned purple, and she was about to lose her breath.

At this moment, an old and hoarse voice sounded, like a reminder and a warning: "Young man, no killing is allowed here, this is the rule." ”

If you change the usual, Mizuki will inevitably scoff at it, talk about what the rules are, and then use all kinds of sophistry to prove that the rules are bullshit, and then pinch it hard, and directly destroy the talking point in his hand.

But at this time, he did not implement such a slightly bloody pretending scheme, not for anything else, just because he still missed two things because he still missed two things as a self-proclaimed wise man.

Last night, after he used up ninety percent of the chakra, he ran around in the rain without eating or drinking for more than eight hours, although he chewed a few soldier food pills, he could barely maintain his physical functions.

This is also the reason why he did not immediately burst into power after realizing that he had been caught in the illusion, directly disrupting the chakra operation of the illusion he was in.

But just because you don't have an outbreak at the first time doesn't mean you won't break out.

People always have weaknesses.

There are very few things that can make Mizuki angry these days, but the illusion of Narakumi is very simple enough to arouse his anger.

A prodigal son like him, who has no home to return to and lives in another world, is most worried about the safety of his family.

Even if he can accept and even create cruel tragedies with his own hands, he can't be ruthless and unrighteous after all.

Mizuki let go of his hand, and his body trembled a little.

In addition to the reason for the bottom of the chakra and the weakness of the body, there is another important reason.

Mizuki looked around, ordinary restaurants, more than 100 square meters, not big, but crowded with dragons and snakes mixed diners, looking at the costume, there are samurai, traders, and ninjas.

Of course, the real identity is unknown.

These people looked at each other with different expressions, and they all seemed to have a trace of longing in their eyes, as if Mizuki was a delicious piece of pork belly.

Interesting.

Mizuki took another soldier food pill with lightning speed.

He had never underestimated anyone, so he had to do it just in case.

"Excuse me, how long have I been here, boss." Mizuki looked at a short old woman beside her.

The old woman's face was wrinkled, and she was on a crooked cane, and replied with a blank face: "Three seconds." ”

"Oh? It's amazing! ”

Mizuki turned his head and looked at the charming woman who was on one knee panting and touching her throat, and praised softly: "Not only can you combine the three techniques of the fox's heart, the technique of this non-existence and the technique of Narakumi, but also reach the level of controlling the cognition of the mind, should you say that you are worthy of being the only illusion master in Konoha Village who does not rely on blood to inherit the limit, Sunset Red Sauce." ”