Nine o'clock in the morning.

The heavy curtains obscure all the sunlight, and Nanako, the perfect wife played by Onimai Tsuji, is humming an old repertoire from the Heian era, when she was a human being, while translating the writings of the Austrian psychiatrist Sigmund Freud, with a relaxed and pleasant expression, even a little triumphant.

For no other reason than to be happy.

Previously, Mr. and Mrs. Terauchi Masatsuki invited her to a meal of wisteria tea in the evening, and presented her with a pair of iron bracelets to keep her safe (and she wore them on the spot......

Naturally, nothing could be found.

Even if a high concentration of wisteria flower juice flows into the mouth and touches the delicate tongue, it is no different from the feeling of a human drinking a high-grade liquor, and for Onimai Tsuji Mumi, it is just a spicy taste.

She first calmly drank the tea served by her parents-in-law, and then cried like a woman.

When the couple asked her why she was crying, she said:

"At that time, my parents had to stay indoors all year round because of skin diseases. At that time, the villagers in the neighborhood began to spread that my family had some shady secrets. ”

"When the local governor heard about this, he brought a pot of wisteria wine to visit, but my parents were too weak to drink......"

"But I didn't expect this refusal, but they used it as a reason to attack."

"That night, the villagers surrounded our house with torches, saying that our family is a demon with red eyes, where can ordinary people have such bloody and ominous eyes, and if they are richer, they must rely on clever robbery, so they must burn us to get a happy life."

"Because things are getting bigger and bigger, they have attracted the ghost slayer team again......"

Nanako held the teacup and burst into tears, the trick of confusion against humans would play a greater role in arousing their emotions.

Under this subtle influence, the old couple did not suspect anything, but showed sympathy. After all, in Japan, the above things happen from time to time, and if you look a little weird, you will be attacked by the surrounding villagers as a group of monsters.

But after careful investigation, most of these things are deliberately fanned by well-intentioned people, in order to find an opportunity to embezzle the property of these victims' families.

Nanako continued, "Since then, I have been reminded of that incident every time I smell wisteria flowers......"

"If someone wants to invite me to drink wisteria wine, I am also trembling and dare not drink it."

"Because if you don't do this, you risk being caught and having your head cut off in public!"

Mrs. Terauchi burst into tears when she heard this, glared at her husband who had come up with the idea, snatched her daughter-in-law's glass, and then shifted the conversation to her dead son. For a while, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law comforted each other, and the relationship was extremely harmonious, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is touching.

Masaki Terauchi looked at Nanako, who had nothing abnormal after drinking tea, and finally strengthened his original belief again.

He decided that he would show the courage of a war minister, and even in the face of His Majesty's pressure, he would have to fight the ghost slayer team, the old aristocracy, and blind folk superstitions to the end.

After all, the cabinet wants to do this, and it's not a day or two, it's just been waiting for that Bintian.

But when his relatives were hurt, Terauchi Masashi didn't want to endure it anymore.

So the next day, he tore his face with the ghost killing team openly, and wanted to go to the telephone company to track down the phone line to the ghost killing team headquarters, but when the police arrived, the operator was already empty......

In this way, their only breakthrough against the Ghost Slayer Team is only the only one left who has taken refuge in Onimai Tsuji.

But that's all for later.

Onimai Tsuji, who has a performance addiction, is very satisfied with his improvisations and the results of his performances.

Everything is going according to her plan, and sooner or later, humans will become her important tools in searching for cyan flowers!

And this optimism has continued to this day.

The melodious singing came to an abrupt end, and a flurry of messages went into Onimai Tsuji's head like bullets, and he knew it must be bad news before he knew the contents of the messages.

And more than one.

"Which useless waste was killed......"

Onimai Tsuji has been a little accustomed to the death of the string recently, and his expression is numb, "It can't be that the wolf has grown up after eating the ghost, and the guy who has eaten the head of the wheel has also been devoured." ”

With that, she sat down on the couch and carefully felt the specific content of the message......

"Tired?"

An ominous premonition haunted me.

Then, in his vision before he died, he saw a familiar, disgusting face.

The face was scrawny, full of irregular protrusions and depressions, and hung with unbearable scabies......

It's the prostitute Taro!

It's the missing prostitute Taro!

How could he be here!

"Onimai Tsuji is not miserable, you must be able to see it."

The prostitute Taro grinned at the other side of the view, "Don't be so surprised, a disgusting guy like you who casually deprives his subordinates of important things is destined to have no sincere followers." ”

"You wait and see, there will be more and more ghosts like me to get rid of you......"

"Sooner or later, you, a fierce elephant, will also be eaten by our group of ants......"

"Be nice to your subordinates."

"Otherwise, it must be very troublesome to be thrown directly into the sun by the woman who played the piano!"

"Hahahahaha-"

In the midst of rampant laughter, the vision in front of him vanished, but the sound swirled in the mind of the only spectator.

"Courtesan Taro, how dare you! How dare you! How dare you! ”

The fury swept through his five heads, seven hearts, and blood all over his body.

He wasn't angry because he was tired of the death of the lower string he fancied, but the frivolous and provocative tone of the dead prostitute Taro, as well as what he said, poked at the biggest uneasiness in Onimai Tsuji's heart.

Similar to Zhu Shi - the ghost who broke free from his shackles has finally reappeared!

And like that female ghost, he embarked on the path of confronting him.

On top of that, the prostitute Taro also declared - ghosts like this, there will be more in the future!

Although it is not known exactly what is going on, the prostitute Taro is the sixth of the strings, and one of the twelve oni who has the most blood in him is likely to betray......

And what about the other winding?

For example, the Tong Mo who has never had respect for him.

Another example is the one who obeys his words, but shows appreciation for humans from time to time, and does not eat women and children.

Finally, there's what the prostitute Taro said, the Naruto who is most likely to kill him among all the demons.

Don't say anything about mind reading, Onimai Tsuji no miserable no longer believes in this ability.

Didn't he notice anything before the prostitute Taro betrayed?

Before she knew it, fear began to spread in Onimai Tsuji's heart.

Once the seeds of doubt fall, they will take root and sprout immediately, and the tide of doubt is even more surging for Kimai Tsuji, who is insecure and whose whole purpose is only to survive.

Because of just one exception, all the ghosts under his command suddenly became untrustworthy.

Holding back his uneasiness and rage, he continued to look at the scene before the other ghosts died, hoping to find any clues.

However, the next thing he saw was that it was the wolf who used the Nihon Wheel Knife to kill the head of the wheel and the Hibiki Kai he sent to assist......

"What is that blue spot of light in the wolf's eyes......"

"And that stiff movement, what's going on, as if it's being manipulated."

The more things Onimai Tsuji didn't understand, the more he felt a strong sense of unease.

"But the wolf didn't betray me, otherwise his memories wouldn't have been passed on......"

In the end, he still browsed the memories of the wolf.

However, since the wolf died naturally because of the puppetry, Onimai Tsuji only saw a few paper figures surrounded by blue grimaces turn to ashes.

All he heard was a voiceover: "Another failure." ”

Then, there's nothing......

"What is this?"

Those few paper figures made Onimai Tsuji feel a strong malice, as if death was handing her an invitation.

"Why are there more and more unclear things in this world......

"Why is the wolf controlled, and what does the failure mean...... Could it be that the prostitute Taro is a successful example? ”

"Someone is trying to control my ghosts?"

His five brains quickly developed free associations with threats and pessimism.

The thought that hadn't come to him for a few days suddenly popped back into his mind.

"Red-Eyed ......"

"Old man in the fire......"

"Creatures like me......"

"Betrayal ......"

"Could it be that Onimai Tsuji leaned back on the sofa stiffly like a puppet, "Is there indeed an existence similar to me in this world?" ”

"That's why the prostitute Taro said that I am not destined to have sincere followers......"

"The implication is that there are better followers than me?"

However, he had no idea that Genichiro had Madame Butterfly modify her tired vision and change his appearance to that of Taro......

It's purely because I see his attitude towards tired and other ghosts, and I feel a little sad about what happened to these ghosts, so I want to disgust him.

As for everything that Onimai Tsuji is thinking about now, it's all because he has too many brains and he is super insecure.

Although he is the ancestor of ghosts, it does not affect his status as a patient with PTSD and severe anxiety disorder.

Even the medical history of more than 400 years after the first national relationship made him more likely to be cranky than ordinary patients.

He sat on the couch, but his mind sketched out the appearance of another ghost king gradually rising.

After a long time, he shouted in a somewhat dry voice, "Naruto! Naruto! ”

The scenery changes instantly.

He came to the Infinity City.

And Naruto didn't play the piano this time, but knelt tremblingly and didn't say anything.

Everything that was going through her mind resounded in Onimai Tsuji's mind.

It turned out that she knew more than two hours ago that something had happened to Fuji Xishan.

But she couldn't figure out whether the coordinates of these people were missing, whether they were killed, or if they disappeared out of thin air like the prostitute Taro.

If you report an ambiguous area, you will definitely be punished by the miserable adults......

So she was very entangled, and she didn't take the initiative to report to Onimai Tsuji, but was in a daze in the Infinite City, waiting for the sun in the temple to leave the house and go to work.

But when she reacted, Wu Miao had obviously received the news of the death of several ghosts and wanted to settle accounts with her.

Ghost Dance Tsuji reads Naruto's thoughts and is about to vent her anger, but the warning of the prostitute Taro gets into her head again.

"Thrown into the eyes of the female ghost who played the piano......"

"Be nice to your subordinates......"

His blood-red eyes flickered.

Naruto lay on the ground, waiting for her head to be blown like a watermelon.

At this time, she suddenly felt a gentle touch from the top of her head, and her body couldn't help but tremble like electricity.

Then, Onimai Tsujimi's stiff hand touched the top of her head soothingly.

"Let's call them all here first."

Hear this gentle tone that has never been heard before.

Naruto's heart suddenly became even more afraid.