The hut is an abandoned house in the ten thousand burial hills, this ten thousand burial posts built on the mountain have been baptized for many years, the crevices of the tombstones are covered with moss, and the grave is green and grassy.

The ghost said that the grievances of the dead in the mortal world will be concentrated in the grave, and the countless grievances of the ten thousand graves are the best food. This power needs to be nourished by human blood, and I have kept some children from nearby villages in captivity to collect blood, and the ghost says that the purer the children's blood, the better the recovery of strength.

According to the ghost's memory, I took many grain worms from the corpses of the Ten Thousand Graves, and injected spiritual power into them to fight each other. I raised the last one that was left and put it on me to eat my blood, and the ghost said that this spirit Gu cultivation could parasitize the flower on the other side and take people's lives. I once saw this word in the "Hundred Things", but there was no detailed introduction, how could the Night Hades Palace be so afraid of the threat of the underworld, how could it make such a thing public.

The wounds bitten by the spirit Gu were like flames burning, there were more and more spirit Gus, and the wounds were becoming more and more difficult to heal, and I often woke up in my sleep and found that I had been covered by the spirit Gu.

It doesn't matter, when I think that I can see the corpses of Shiki and Yoshizakura, all this pain is worth it.

"Spirit Gu is good, but it's a pity that it takes too much spiritual power to cultivate, and this body has a wonderful point that can help you. The woman in black looked at the spirit Gu on my body with disdain and said.

"Is there anything else you can do to make me stronger?" I asked.

Hotaru is a natural jade bone, and this bone can be made into a bone flute, so that you can control the bones of everyone around you. Wouldn't it be nice that their lives and deaths are in your hands?"

I looked at my scarred hand and smiled, "Sounds good." How?"

"I think the arm bones are the best, you can cut them off and try it. The woman in black smiled strangely, and a sharp dagger appeared in her hand.

"I don't need to. I said, the black spiritual power gathered in the right hand and turned into a spiritual blade, and as a black light flashed, blood splattered out, and the left arm fell to the ground in response. I transferred my spiritual power to the wound to prevent the blood from flowing out, and the woman in black proudly took the black blood on the ground into her palm and injected it into a bloodstained bucket.

"Next, cut it to the bone, and when the score is ripe, it's the best time for you to go to the underworld. ”

I don't know how many years I've spent in the Ten Thousand Graves, spring comes and goes, the sky is endless dark night after a short period of brightness, I like to practice the music at sunset, the tune is fast and weird, and the blood-red sunset becomes my favorite scenery.

When nothing happens, I will release the desperate expressions of a few children watching them run away in a panic and be forcibly pulled back by the spiritual power, imagining that Ximu is the prey in my hands, and experiencing the despair I bring to him in the game of life and death.

The white bones of the Ten Thousand Burial Hills danced in the setting sun with the sound of my flute, and the blood in the pot became more and more viscous. I must be sure that nothing goes wrong, and I will return to the Night Hades Palace for revenge, and when I come to the underworld, it will be the time of Yoshizakura's death.