“3”

“2”

“1”

Seeing that the sleeve length silver teeth were clenched, but he just refused to say anything, the Hojo Tea Temple sighed slightly, and the bitterness in his hand pierced into the sleeve length's eyeballs a little bit.

Although he is not a person who likes to extract confessions, he will not be stingy with means.

"Hmmm......"

The sleeve length tried to exhale in pain, but Hojo Chaji reached out and pinched his mouth, leaving him with only a dull, painful whimper.

Soon, in the midst of the Sleeve Length's distorted and painful expression, the kunai had completely pierced into the Sleeve Length's pupils, and after it was repaired, it remained quietly in the Sleeve Length's brain.

Hojo Chaji let go of his palm and said, "Now that this kunai has been sent to your brain, do you still have to insist?" ”

Destroying people's psychological defense line must be carried out step by step, and Hojo Chaji is not in a hurry.

And the sleeve length also clearly felt the foreign body in the brain, which was compressing his nerves, bringing severe pain from time to time, and it was just that it was waiting calmly and did not erupt.

"I ......"

Before the sleeve chief could speak, Hojo Chaji interrupted: "Don't rush to make a decision, think clearly." ”

"I don't know what you're afraid of him, maybe Tsukihiko has some harsh methods, but that's all for later."

"The first thing you need to face is the problem at hand."

"Think about it, do you want to be tortured now and let me be burned in the sun, or do you tell me the news, and then I'll let you go, and then you can figure out what might happen next?"

The Hojo Tea Temple is kind and seductive, and by the way, it controls the kunai and penetrates into the sleeve-length brain a little, bringing severe pain again.

The sleeve length's face was distorted and pale from pain, and he was no longer as beautiful as before.

Under the pressure of the Hojo Tea Temple, the sleeve length has been shaken.

It hurts...... I want to tear my head open and take out that damn kunai......

Tsukihiko...... He didn't ask the adult's real name, and if it wasn't his real name, the adult's curse shouldn't have happened, right?

Feeling lucky, the sleeve length hesitated and said, "Kamakura ......"

As soon as he said two words, the blue veins on his sleeve-length face suddenly burst out like a snake dragon, and his expression became frightened and desperate.

Wails and begs for mercy rang out.

"My lord, I was wrong, spare me."

Hojo Chaji's face changed, and when he looked around, he found that there were no ghosts.

With his five fingers, he stabbed directly into the flesh of the sleeve length, and even pinched the sleeve length skull vigorously to crack it.

"Tell me, what's in Kamakura?"

Something seems to be wrong, and there is a bad feeling in the heart of the Hojo Tea Temple.

With a look of despair, the sleeve chief opened his mouth at the Hojo Tea Temple, wanting to say the rest of the words.

However, his mouth suddenly cracked into a bloody mouth, and half of his head was cracked.

There was a black foreign body in his mouth that was rapidly growing and expanding, and the sleeve length was completely speechless.

At the same time, a sense of deadly danger came from the mouth of the sleeve length, making Hojo Chaji feel as uncomfortable as falling into an ice cave.

"Not good!"

With a solemn expression, Hojo Chaji did not hesitate at all, and threw his sleeve-length head into the distance with one hand.

As soon as the sleeve-length head was taken off his hand, a black and cyan arm as the thickness of an ordinary person's thigh suddenly drilled out of the sleeve-length mouth, bringing a handful of blood.

The palm of the front of the black-blue arm was the size of a fan, and it was directly aimed at the head of the Hojo Tea Temple.

From the moment this arm reached out to the acceleration and grabbed towards the Hojo Tea Temple, the speed was amazing, and it was difficult to avoid completely.

Hojo Chaji had no choice but to block his arm in front of him.

The knife-like sharp nails at the front of the palm were like needle-piercing tissue paper, easily piercing the forearm of the Hojo Tea Temple, you must know that the body of the Hojo Tea Temple is also very hard.

And there is a terrible suction, greedily devouring the flesh and blood of the Hojo Tea Temple from the sharp nails.

The dignified look on the face of the Hojo Tea Temple.

His forearms were shrinking at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Blood, flesh, bones...... It all surged towards the arm like fluid, making it thicker and more powerful, and the suction stronger.

Not daring to hesitate, Hojo Tea Temple turned his right hand into a knife, and the purple mist wrapped around the palm knife to cut off his left arm, and then retreated far away.

"It's scary...... Is this the ghost king's backhand? ”

Staring at that arm vigilantly, Hojo Chaji felt a chill in his heart, feeling that if he reacted a little slower, he was afraid that he would be completely swallowed by that arm.

Tsukihiko...... Hojo Chaji has almost confirmed that this guy is Onimai Tsuji.

If it weren't for Onimai Tsuji, how could there be such a terrible phenomenon, is this the curse of the Oni King?

At the beginning, after the Hojo Tea Temple turned into a ghost, a faint voice warned him not to call him by his name or reveal his whereabouts, otherwise a curse would erupt.

It wasn't until he could draw strength from the pangs of hunger that the voice disappeared.

"Tsukihiko should be a pseudonym, but isn't it okay to have a pseudonym? It's a terrible curse. ”

"Kamakura...... Keep looking for it at this point. ”

But seeing that the black and cyan arm was still moving around, as if looking for an enemy, Hojo Chaji's brow couldn't help but furrow.

The black-cyan arm has a small sensing range, and it is difficult to find traces of the Hojo Tea Temple within the sensing range, so he gives up.

It spread its palms and twisted like a dragon towards its sleeve-length head.

"Click, click......"

The sound of bones cracking, the sleeve length was unrecognizable, his eyes were full of struggle, and two lines of tears remained.

He was in utter pain.

This arm didn't crush the sleeve-length head in an instant, but slowly tortured him.

What is now presented in the eyes of Hojo Tea Temple is an absurd and real and terrifying scene.

The stout giant hand sticking out of the mouth of the sleeve length crushed the sleeve length skull little by little............

"Boom!"

As soon as the thought of Hojo Chaji moved, the kunai in the sleeve length's brain completely burst and corroded his brain instantly, which was considered to help him get rid of it.

The sleeve length's expression froze, and then there was no change, and he lost consciousness.

And the giant hand continued to contract and exert force, until the sleeve-length head was completely kneaded into a mass of flesh and bone.

Black-red ashes appeared, and the giant hand disappeared with the flesh and blood.

Hojo Chaji stood in silence.

After staying quietly for a while, the Hojo Tea Temple was preparing to go to the bell tower in the center of Asakusa, and then leave the news to the river.

The province himself died suddenly, but the news that had been investigated could not be said.

He already had the consciousness of death.

But behind the Hojo Tea Temple, there was a calm and indifferent clear female voice.

"Whew, I've found you."

"It's a pity, sleeve length...... I love the clothes you gave me. ”

Hojo Chaji's body stiffened, and then a chill flashed all over his body.

When? Who? Why did it come to my back silently without feeling anything?

Hojo Chaji wanted to activate the blood ghost technique to protect the body, but found that the body was unexpectedly out of control.

At this time, a young girl wearing a kimono similar to the length of the cherry blossom sleeve slowly walked in front of the Hojo Tea Temple from behind the Hojo Tea Temple, facing the Hojo Tea Temple.

Hojo Chaji's consciousness was a little blurry, but he could vaguely see a clear and calm face.

She was holding a knife diagonally in her hand, the hilt of which was black, the jaw of which was light white, and the pure white stripes intertwined with it.

Hojo Chaji opened his mouth with difficulty and said, "Are you?" What did you do? Why...... I can't move......"

The girl spoke, and her cold voice did not carry any emotion: "Akiki Sasaki." ”

After telling Hojo Chaji his name, Sasaki Akiki tilted his head and said strangely, "You're dying, how can you move?" ”

As soon as the words fell, a line of blood slowly appeared on the waist of the Hojo Tea Temple, and then there were red blood stains on the black robe on the body.

"Puff ......"

A large amount of blood shot out in an instant, spilling all over the ground.

Hojo Tea Temple slowly bowed his head.

He saw that countless knife marks crisscrossed his body like dogs' teeth, and there were also white air currents circulating on the knife marks, forming an airflow diaphragm, preventing his body from regaining contact.

The coldness that came from the body just now turned out to be the feeling of a cold blade penetrating the flesh.

"What a quick knife ........."

There was an unwilling look in the eyes of the Hojo Tea Temple.

Could it be that he is going to die just after getting a little news?