The head of the wheel is a very old, but very young twelve ghost moon.

For so many years, he has never been to the big city, has always avoided confrontation with the ghost killing team, and even ran away when he saw the person with the Nichiren knife from afar, so whether it is in the ghost or the ghost hunter, he is an unknown marginal existence.

However, it is such a low-key ghost, but in the folk legend of the monster, there is a very loud name, called - Feitou Man.

According to the oral story, at night, the flying head would stretch out his soft, boneless neck like a snake far away, silently attack the sleeping humans in the surrounding rooms, suck the blood from their necks, and then retract the fleeing head at dawn.

Even the head of the wheel has to admit that the common people's summary of his predation method is really quite accurate.

After he first became a ghost, he has been living in disguise as a human being, and he doesn't want to attract attention, so he only sucks human blood, which is less harmful to humans.

But because of this, he was not strong enough, and he was even arrested by the samurai for a time, and was forced to perform "talents" in a place similar to Yoshiwara.

However, in order to stretch his neck longer to attract more customers, the samurai killed the local people to feed him, and it was only then that he really tasted human flesh. Because of this, he has always feared humans in his heart, believing that they are more terrifying beings than ghosts.

However, in retrospect, it was already in the Edo period.

No matter how weak a ghost is, as long as there is food, it can evolve. Now, he can retract freely like a rope, but it's not just his neck.

"Gah-"

In the quiet of the forest, a slender arm reached out of nowhere and pulled a thick branch and held it tightly. Then the taut arm suddenly contracted, quickly covered by the wide sleeves of the coat - the body of the head of the wheel was also pulled over.

His way of acting is very similar to that of Ichiro Kazushi when he uses the hook lock.

But if anything, the "hook rope" of the reel head is much longer, with an effective catch range of 40 meters (about the length of two six-story residential buildings stacked on top of each other), and it shrinks even faster, almost in less than a second.

Translate that into this, his burst speed on the move is up to 144 kilometers per hour. This meant that if he tried to run or chase through the woods, there was little to catch up with him or get rid of him.

In terms of the speed of escape, only the crumb boss in the entire ghost world can match it.

In this operation, Ti is responsible for using spiders to scout the terrain, search for ghosts, and divide food with blood ghost magic, while he is responsible for catching those ghosts who are fleeing in all directions.

"Well, I remember the fifth of the second string, which should be the direction of the point......"

Standing on the branch of the tree, he looked around carefully, muttering quietly as he observed the marks on the ground.

"I haven't eaten a ghost in at least half a year, how can I run so fast, could it be that these guys have also developed an intelligence network in Fujixi Mountain?"

With that, his neck clicked and made a strange dislocation sound, like a bamboo shoot that had been accelerated a thousand times and suddenly grew upward, but the weak and boneless neck looked more like a crooked snake than a giraffe.

The rising head smashed into the pine branches that stood in the way, and rushed into the air like black fireworks, stopping at the limit.

He was now more than twice as tall as the tallest pine tree, and in the bright moonlight he looked like a ribbon fish suspended in mid-air, or a thin birch tree suffering from gigantism.

But as the saying goes, stand tall and see far. He is now a slender watchtower and searchlight.

The head of the wheel stretched his neck to the extreme, carefully observing the direction he pointed before he was tired, his eyes were looking like a telescope, his nose twitched slightly, analyzing all the rising smell molecules, his ears trembled slightly, he felt all the sounds except the collision of pine needles, and he greedily felt everything around him with his five senses.

Soon, his ears suddenly stopped moving.

Without him, in that direction, no more than a kilometer away from here, there was a crisp and pleasant sound of metal colliding, extremely subtle, but still transmitted by the air.

If he had been in the woods below, he would never have been able to hear the faint sound.

It wasn't like a weapon, but the short sound of some small instrument.

The eyes of the head of the wheel stared there, and his mouth opened wide, "Whether it is those three ghosts or not, there should be something anyway!" Maybe you can meet a lonely human, and you don't have to. ”

As he spoke, his slender neck fell like a mast blown by the wind, and he bit down on the top of a pine tree with his teeth, and his body chased after him like a loose band, and then flew away in the direction of his target.

But twenty times through the forest, the head of the wheel had already seen the target he was looking for, but that scene made him feel a little creepy-

Three scrawny imps were lying next to a huge pine tree, clinging to its roots and nibbling desperately. There was a deep longing in their eyes, as if the pine tree was some kind of peerless delicacy, and they didn't even know that their loose teeth had fallen out, and a lot of blood was flowing out of their mouths, but it still didn't stop them from enjoying the delicacy that didn't exist.

When the already timid head saw this scene, he only felt that his scalp was numb, and he didn't understand what happened to these ghosts at all.

He hurriedly stretched out his hands, wanting to make a quick decision, capture the three guys, and return to the Xia Wu who looked very powerful.

At that moment, the soft sound he had heard before suddenly returned, and a short, metallic crash like a gentle birdsong burst into his ears, rushing into his mind without consent, and stirring up the ghost's overly simple brain.

The next moment, what he saw before his eyes changed. The pine tree, which was originally held and eaten by the three miscellaneous fish ghosts, turned into a fat and juicy human in the blink of an eye, and those three ghosts, one gnawed on the human thighs, and the other two opened a big hole in the belly with the most fat.

And the most peculiar thing is that the fat human like a sumo wrestler is not dead, but has a reliable smile, like the Maitreya Buddha enshrined in the Temple of the Heavenly King, beckoning to him gently, as if inviting him to come over for a meal.

"What's going on?"

The original memory of the pine tree was gone, as if it was only this fat human who was here in the first place.

However, the other party's kind smile clashed with his feelings of fear and fear of humans. The other party was still alive, but it didn't make him feel weird.

"No, how can there be such a good person in the world?"

As soon as this thought came to him, everything in his vision fluctuated like a splash, as if everything was an illusion.

At the same time, Madame Butterfly, who was repeatedly tapping on the special kunai on the side, frowned, "This ghost is resisting my illusion, he doesn't seem to believe that the scene I showed must be something wrong." ”

"It seems that to deal with ghosts of this level, it is still a bit reluctant to use only sound as an illusion medium."

With that, she abruptly stabbed the slender kunai into the temple of the roller.

"Since he can't conjure what he desires, he can only conjure what he's afraid of."

I don't know how Madame Butterfly is going to operate, but the horizon of the wheel returns to stability, and the big fat man turned into a pine tree blurs, and gradually becomes a beautiful woman in a dress and a pair of red glass eyes.

And the three ghosts who were originally feasting on them also became servants who beat the woman's legs and massaged.

Undoubtedly, that cold and ruthless face really turned his head a few hours ago, when he saw Onimai Tsujimako!

"Big ...... Adult ......"

The black hand of fear suddenly grabbed the heart of the head!

With a kunai's head stuck in his temple, he suddenly knelt on the ground like a collapsed building, pressing his head to the ground and not moving.

Outside of the hallucination, the eyes of Ichiro, who saw the change in the movement of the wheel, lit up.

Although he didn't know what the head saw, he could guess it.

"Did he see that Onimai Tsuji was not miserable?"

Madame Butterfly's eyes were also closed, and she was connecting to the spiritual world of the head through the kunai, and nodded in surprise, "It should be right, this ghost is extremely frightened of this woman who suddenly appeared." It was a red-eyed woman, very ...... Very beautiful. ”

【Red-eyed, beautiful...... It's completely in line with what the sick leaf said before.,Officially Ghost Dance Tsuji Tsuji Nothing Miserable Favorite Dress.。 】

"Mrs. Butterfly," Ichiro became agitated, "if the illusion stops, will you still remember what that woman looked like?" ”

If he could, then the tender white twigs that he had never used would be of great use. If you can become someone else, can't I become you?

"It's a very memorable face." Madame Butterfly nodded and said, "If you want, I can show you what she looks like directly through illusion." ”

"We'll talk about that later."

Ichiro looked at the head of the cold sweat dripping between the dirt, and said to Madame Butterfly: "You ask him, why did they come to Fuji Raid Mountain and eat these ordinary ghosts?" ”

And in the hallucinatory space of the wheel's head, the high-flying ghost dance Tsuji Wu Miao spoke.

"Tell me, what did I do when I asked you to go to Fuji Raid Mountain?"

This is not Madame Butterfly's original words, but it has been processed by the head of the wheel to the impression of Onimai Tsuji, so when "Onimai Tsuji is miserable" speaks, it is completely her own tone and movements.

The unstoppable contempt, the cruelty that penetrates into the bone marrow and the self-righteousness that cannot be concealed make Madame Butterfly secretly frightened when she watched all this.

The head of the wheel, who was rationalized by the hallucination, did not doubt at all why Onimai Tsuji Muru would ask such a question, and he didn't even dare to raise his head, so he answered the question.

"You said it so that the Demon Slayer wouldn't get proof...... The evidence that proves the existence of ghosts makes the wolf stronger by the way, so the ghosts of Fuji Raid Mountain must be cleaned up, and the next thing is the ghost ...... all of Japan."

Koichiro's eyebrows were lowered, and this answer revealed a very important message.

[Don't let the ghost slayer team get evidence to prove the existence of ghosts?] 】

[Is it evidence for the government?] 】

[What is the relationship between Ghost Dance Tsuji and them. 】

[And the wolf...... Is it another lower string? 】

In the hallucination of the head, Onimai Tsuji was silent for a long time before asking again, "Then how is the task I gave you?" ”

"Hui, Hui, Lord Hui, I and the fifth of the lower strings have already caught sixteen ghosts, but that guy who is wearing a wolf has only just eaten five."

"I guess he can only get rid of half of the ghosts in Fuji Raid Mountain at most tonight, and then the rest will have to be locked up in his house by the guy named Hibiki Kai." ”

[Wait, the fifth of the second string? 】

Ichiro remembered the last conversation he had with the sick leaves.

[I remember that guy said that the fifth of the lower string seems to be particularly favored by Onimai Tsuji Mumi, and it is also the strongest of the lower string ghosts......]

[And listen to this lower string three, this time the ghost who came to Fuji Raid Mountain is not only three lower strings, but also a guy named Kai? 】

[And that guy, there is actually a house? ] 】

So, he asked Madame Butterfly to ask a few more questions about the other ghosts, and in order to prevent them from waking up from the hallucination, he did not touch on any questions that could easily destroy the authenticity of the hallucination.

However, it is a pity that this lower string three, named the head of the wheel, only knows that the wolf has collected a large number of modern firearms that only humans have, but the ability of the lower string five is not clear.

Finally, he asked Madame Butterfly, "How many ghosts like this can you manipulate at a time?" ”

The fifth of the lower string, which was treated with no misery, may know more. Compared to precious information, it doesn't hurt to harvest skill points a few hours later.

"You can only manipulate a maximum of two."

Madame Butterfly opened her eyes and asked with some confusion: "This ghost is useless anymore, don't you kill him directly?" ”

"No, didn't he say that there is another ghost on the mountain that can manipulate the room?"

Ichiro smiled, "Let this guy lead the way, you take all the Lone Shadow Guys, go and subdue the ghost who can manipulate the house, and then send the Lone Shadow Guys with the ninja dogs, and catch those little ghosts one by one, and you must catch all the rest." Just in case, I try to wait until it's almost dawn before I do it. ”

In that case, even if Onimai Tsuji saw something through his memory, it would be impossible for him to come over during the day.

"You're so careful."

Madame Butterfly shook her head, "So what are you going to do?" ”

"Aren't there two more understringers?"

Ichiro touched the Hinawa knife on his waist with some eagerness, "Just use them to try my breath of the wind, after all, only the battle between life and death is the best teacher." ”

He still remembers the feeling of using the Wind Breath in the morning.

Although he doesn't have the heart of a swordsman, he likes to fight enemies to make sure that he learns what he has learned.

Although a large number of skill points are in front of you, you can save a little bit, and maybe you can lower the learning standard of some skills in battle, after all, grandpa's tricks are also comprehended in deathmatch.

"Wouldn't it be too dangerous?"

Madame Butterfly's eyes narrowed, she didn't quite believe that Ichiro would make such a risky move.

"I'll take the Thunder Dogs and let them hide, and if I'm in danger, they won't sit idly by."

Ichiro dispelled the worries of his predecessors with a single sentence.

Sure enough, it was still the original formula, and he would still ambush the enemy in unexpected places.

"I really blame you."

Madame Butterfly had no worries, the bitterness in her hand clanged, and the head of the wheel immediately led the way in front, and the group went to the mountain.

……

The other side.

"Uh......"

The wolf who had eaten the sixth ghost burped, and the smell of blood spewed out of his mouth.

But it was the kind of rotten smell that belonged to the ghost, and even when I smelled it, I covered my nose and frowned.

"Tsk, that guy has been gone for too long, I originally wanted to use him to try my blood ghost magic."

Pei Wolf wiped his mouth with his sleeve, "Could it be that I feel that my strength has skyrocketed, and I am afraid that I will eat him!" ”

As he spoke, his green eyes (I didn't find a colored wolf outside the fan, tentatively green, and readers who know say I'll change it) looked tired.

"And you nasty little ghost, as long as I keep eating, I'll soon surpass you......"

Before he could finish speaking, a sharp arrow flew out of the back of his head and fell with him on the rocks behind him.