Why is this the case again?"

Half an hour passed, and Kenjiro Kashima's face became darker and darker.

Just like Yuda-kun just now, the two ghosts rushed into the shrine and there was no sound.

"Is there really any treasure?!"

"No, if there is really a treasure, they will definitely fight for the treasure, and it will never be as quiet as it is now!"

"Or is this a trap at all?!"

"But even if it's a trap, it's impossible not to move at all, these are three ghosts!"

The thing of ghosts and gods is almost deified in the Dongying world.

Especially for ordinary people, living in a small place and worshipping a ghost and god every day has long regarded this kind of thing as a god.

Kenjiro Kashima is a powerful samurai, and unlike ordinary good men and women, he knows the details of ghosts and gods, and knows that they can also be harmed, even killed, and subdued.

However, this does not mean that he will underestimate these ghosts.

These ghosts and gods are inherently powerful and powerful, and only those who have been trained for countless years and are extremely talented, that is, the legendary sons of heaven, have a chance to compete with them.

He is not one of the proud sons of the sky, but he also knows some of them, even those proud sons of the sky, it takes a lot of time and energy to compete with these ghosts and gods.

It can't just disappear silently.

"My lord, what are we going to do now?!" the samurai beside him finally poked his head out and asked.

"Imai, you're going to take a look?!" Kenjiro Kashima said again.

"Yes!"

A dull and hoarse voice answered, and then, seeing a dark shadow flash beside him, there was no more sound.

Imai Yu, Shang Shinobi, although it is a traitor in the wind demon, but to be able to become a Shang Shinobi, the strength of one body is by no means under the powerful samurai, even in the face of one of the three ghosts and gods, not to mention being able to win in battle, it is more than enough for self-preservation.

And what he is best at is secretly investigating, assassination, acting more secretive than ghosts and gods, now at this time, he is the best way to go out, and even he regrets it a little, if he let him go earlier, maybe there will not be so much trouble.

But unfortunately, after half an hour, Kashima Kenjima's complexion completely collapsed.

Imai is a ninja, and ninjas have a ninja style.

But for tasks like this, they will be regularly reported and signaled.

Now, when the feedback signal has long passed, there is still no movement at the shrine.

What does this mean, this shows that there is something wrong with this shrine, there is a big problem.

Looking at the seemingly ordinary shrine not far away, Kashima feels completely different, as if it is a monster lying quietly there, waiting to devour its prey, exuding a palpitating aura.

"My lord, what now?!"

"Two choices, one is to go in with all the samurai and see what the hell is going on, and the other is to leave here now and stop fighting the idea of this shrine!"

Kenjiro Kashima's voice was not small, most people could hear it clearly, and looking at the commotion of the crowd, he probably knew what the final choice was.

This is just a team temporarily picked up by the homeless, not their family's private army, there are several factions and mountains inside, and they are only temporarily their commanders because of their background and force, which is fine in peacetime, but in this case, everyone will never be willing to be sent to death so unexplained.

And it turns out that it is impossible to deal with this shrine with the same oil tactics as just now.

Most of these people still want to get out of this weird place as soon as possible, right?

Yes, this place is so weird that even he wants to leave.

Although they have "lost" one ninja and three ghosts, in the eyes of most people, the loss is just a ninja.

Ghosts!!

It's not the one I worship in my house, and I know what you're up to.

Walking with ghosts and gods these days, the samurai are okay, ordinary people are afraid, they are afraid of things like ghosts and gods, they are more afraid than respectful, and now these three-headed ghosts and gods have disappeared here, for them, maybe it is still a good thing, they even have some happiness and joy in their hearts, and they don't have to walk with three monsters anymore.

The three ghosts are gone, and the loss is only one ninja.

Is it necessary to take such an uncertain risk for the sake of a ninja?

Of course not!

Although there were a lot of samurai present, they were all there to protect us, they were all our talismans, if they all ran to the strange shrine opposite, and then died, what should we do?

Therefore, in those muttering voices, he could hear the feeling of being eager to leave.

"My lord, someone has come out!"

Someone is out!

At this time, no one needs to be reminded, Kenjiro Kashima also saw the coming.

It was a young man dressed in linen, his appearance was very thoughtful, his breath was very ordinary, and he couldn't see any danger.

But he would not take it lightly.

Are you kidding.

Two ghosts and one shinobi are trapped in it, could this be ordinary people?

The visitor gradually approached, and Kenjiro Kashima slowly saw the appearance of the visitor, not to mention the appearance, the most attractive thing is his eyes.

What kind of eyes are they!

It is as if the whole thing is carefully carved from rubies, full of mystery and art, but there is one thing missing.

Angry!

Yes, it's a pair of lifeless eyes!

This is a blind man!

At the first time, he made a judgment.

However, even a blind person cannot be ignored.

So, he stepped forward and bowed, "Kanto Kashima family Kashima Ken......!"

Before the words fell, the man's figure flashed down, and instantly appeared in front of him, and then, he felt a tightness between his neck, and the man's hand did not know when it had already clasped his neck and lifted him up alive.

"Uh——!"

As a powerful samurai, he didn't even have time to react, he was already unable to speak, and at the same time, his whole body became soft, and the energy around his body surged, along a fixed route, a steady stream of pouring into the opponent's palm.

Bastard!!

Although Chen Qi's movements were fast, he was surrounded by Kenjiro Kashima's men.

The first time he saw Chen Qi's movements, he reacted.

The samurai standing beside Kashima reacted the fastest, and as soon as he saw that the situation was not right, the long knife had already struck and slashed out.

The first knife was slashing at Chen Qi's neck, only to hear the sound of "dang", the warrior took a few steps back, only to feel the hand holding the knife numb, the katana came out of his hand a few times, and the knife just now, he seemed to have slashed on the fine iron.

No, it's not just fine iron, but the sword in his hand is also a treasure knife, even if it is cut on fine iron, it will also leave marks, and it won't be like just now, the shocked hands are numb.

"What kind of monster are you?!"

After retreating nearly ten steps, he reacted from his horror and looked up at Chen Qi, and then, he saw an incredible scene.

His reaction is fast, and the reaction of the others is not slow, they are all samurai, and the difference is also a millimeter.

At the moment when he was shaken back, seven or eight more long knives came out of their sheaths, either slashed or stabbed, and they all fell on the opponent's body.

But the result is still the same as just now, after encountering so many attacks, the other party is just chopped off with clothes on his body, but there is not a single scar on his body.

That's why he asks such questions!

What kind of monster is this!!

(End of chapter)