This is a demon that has caused a storm of demon slaughter in the land of Kai, and it uses the return of the moon to test the sword. The first victim of the pen & fun & Ge www.biquge.info was a local farmer, Ah Liu, who was split in half diagonally in his field, and his body was shriveled as if all his essence had been sucked out, and the man in his thirties became like the body of a shriveled old man in his seventies and eighties. The second was the ronin samurai, who resisted, but when his drinking companions arrived, they only had time to see a huge ghost fire disappear into the night sky, and in the desolate shakuhachi sound that came from nowhere, the dry corpse of the ronin Sanshiro who had been stabbed to the ground was still holding his knife tightly in his hands......

The monk who exorcised the demons said that there was a huge remnant of resentment here, and that the demons that brought resentment must be eliminated, otherwise there would always be deaths here, and eventually a hundred ghosts would walk at night. Several of the samurai who volunteered died, and even a few monks died, and the only result was to figure out what this demon really was - a pair of people with ghost fire, and whether there was anyone in the armor? The surviving samurai thought it was a ghost foot, but the demon sword in this body was really powerful. When fighting, it constantly takes away people's essence, making people constantly decline, and if they are cut, they will not only be injured and bleed, but they will also be robbed of a very large amount of essence in one breath, and they will generally be directly turned into dry corpses.

This oni has caused a huge panic in Kai, because it even appeared in the castle tower, the lord of the local Tokugawa domain, and killed several of the feudal lord's personal guards, and if it weren't for the feudal lord's absence, I am afraid that even he would not be spared.

At this time, a tall ordination monk named Luo Luo came here, and the young monk hung a huge set of Buddha beads, and went to the bridgehead where the ghosts were infested that night. The battle destroyed the bridge over the river, and the ghost escaped with enough injuries, and the skeleton monk immediately chased after him.

This chase was chased to the Wife and Daughter Mountain. Sen Luo was sitting upright on Skull Mountain and breathing out the gloomy air, and the trees on Wife and Daughter Mountain were blown by strong winds in the night, and a terrible cry was played between the branches and leaves. This is the place of evil, and it is also the place where the devil cries. Attracted by the yin energy, the oni floated to the entrance of the cave. "Nan no Myoho-renge-kyo!" A broken cry sounded, and a string of thick Buddha beads fell from the sky and smashed into the position where the ghost Guzu was standing in a rapid flash.

The ghost was unable to speak, and there was nothing under its ghost face, and this body was illuminated by the four ghost fires circling around it, and it once again pulled out its sword. The Buddha bead flew up and was caught by a thick wrist, "Amitabha! "A tall monk with short hair put the Buddha beads on the left half of his exposed body." You monster! Let's become a Buddha today! The iron fist holding the Buddha bead smashed into the ghost body.

The sword flashed, and this ghost's sufficient knife technique was completely different from that of a living person. This monster's sword often flies out of the hand, accompanied by flying ghost fire or piercing or slashing, and the knife path is extremely strange. But this monk is covered in golden light, and the handwriting of 10,000 characters and Nan Wu Amitabha Buddha appeared on the black Buddha beads with a large human head, and the ghost fire can't get close at all, and every heavy punch with the Buddha beads can be accurately smashed on the knife body - not only the Dharma of subduing demons and eliminating demons, but even the monk of martial arts is also a first-class master.

Reciting scriptures in his mouth, his fists struck the flying sword, and the venerable ghost had no way to take this monk with muscles as if he were an Arhat Nioh. As a last resort, he could only hold a knife in close combat, and the ghost's two-handed sword technique was wide open and closed, but it was mostly defensive—the monk's strength was too great, and the Buddha's restraint was too strong, forcing the monster to defend, while trying to find an opportunity to escape into the cave.

The great monk is obviously stronger than the ghost Guzu, and the continuous heavy punches smashed through the defense of the ghost Guzu, and the Buddha beads that reveal golden light in the black or are cast of steel, and the Taidao is unscathed, and after smashing the Taidao, it is two fists smashed between the chest and abdomen of the ghost. A large amount of black mist erupted from the ghost's face, and the ghost was smashed backwards by the tremendous force.

He clasped his palms together and began to recite the Sutra of the Past Lives. As soon as the ghost had stood still, the ghost-faced mouth began to twist, as if it was roaring. But it didn't stand a chance. The Zen staff that came out of nowhere directly penetrated its pocket, and from it halved all the ghost faces, and the black mist was sucked away by the Zen staff, and the ghost was immediately turned into a pile of tattered armor and scattered all over the ground.

His face, which had been furrowed, became very calm, and he simply sat cross-legged on the ground, clasped his palms together, and continued to chant the scriptures. The figure that had killed the ghost finally emerged from the darkness - it was a figure dressed as a mountain ambush, dressed in a shabby monk's robe, with a hat, and holding a Zen staff, but that face - that face was a dry corpse, the dry and rotting skin and flesh tightly wrapped around the skull, and the same claws held the Zen staff, and came over with words in his mouth.

One by one, seven of these corpses came out of the woods, lined up in a row, and walked in front of the reciting scriptures. It wasn't until they completely disappeared into the forest at the other end that the Skeleton stopped chanting and let out a long breath, "Whew! I almost became one of them, which is worse than going to hell. ”

"What did you say about one of them?" A strange voice sounded behind Skura, both in Japanese that Skoro could understand and in Chinese, which he couldn't understand. The monk clasped his palms together, and immediately swung a ball of golden light on his body before taking a step forward and turning around. What other good things could be in this moment? Not taking the opportunity to give this monk a blow in the back may already be considered a good thing.

Sure enough, what he saw was a demon that was much shabby than the ghost just now--different from a pair of ghosts with enough in the world, the one in front of him was a blue-black skeleton, wearing a pair of shabby bucket and a shirt on his head, wearing the same shabby pocket on his head, no leggings on his lower body, and the bare skeleton feet were on the ground, this skeleton ghost had a sheathed knife stuck in his waist, and the support in his hand was a long ten-character gun. The skeleton ghost that can talk has always been regarded as a climate monster among this kind of demons. So he didn't dare to be careless, and looked at the bone warrior in front of him vigilantly, ready to fight at any time.

"What was that you just saw? What happens if the battle is lost? I'm very curious. The skeleton ghost in front of him asked again in that strange tone of two-tone unity, looking rather like an ordinary curious samurai, but the vigilance of the skeleton was even higher......