Time passed quickly, and there seemed to be no overturn between white and night.

The sun was silently disappearing into the sky, and at the same time, darkness and shadow followed.

Tong Mo walked out of his hiding place and took Akiki Sasaki with him.

Sasaki Akiki said with a somewhat anxious face: "Tsuruma-sama, it seems that he is leaving Asakusa, if he walks too far, I can't track his location, so I have to act as soon as possible." ”

On the sand table she summoned, it was revealed that Shito Muichiro was leaving Asakusa, and that he was out of the city at the moment, walking towards the larch forest in the western suburbs, but he was not fast enough to catch up.

Tong Mo waved his hand and said softly: "Then let's hurry up and solve it early." ”

"I also want to know what kind of strength the legendary brindle swordsman has, and he can hide it for so long."

Although Tong Mo is a wind, he is only over two hundred years old now, and for the life span of the ghost, he has not lived for a long time, and he is still very young.

He was very talented and suitable as a creature like a ghost, so he quickly became a winder.

And the brindled swordsman is a kind of person who only existed four hundred years ago, and there is no shadow of them in addition to this, and Tong Mo's understanding of the brindle swordsman is just hearsay, and he has not seen it himself, so he is also more curious.

The two ghosts began to speed forward, and it was not long before they reached the outside of the larch forest.

This is a relatively flat landscape, the ground is full of green grass and unknown wildflowers, and one after another tall brown pine trees quietly pull their bodies, only when the wind blows, only slightly shake once or twice, and then the fallen leaves swirl and slowly fall, which is a beautiful sight to watch.

And under this scene, it is full of murderous opportunities.

Akiki Sasaki summoned the sand table. Said helplessly: "Master Tong Mo, my ability can't be accurately located, they are nearby, in this forest, but the specific location is not clear, I need to look for a while." ”

If she could be more specific, she wouldn't be searching for Biluo Lake every day.

Shaking his head with relief, Tong Mo said: "Okay, you just stay here, save me for a while, and let people go." ”

He made no secret of his dislike for Akiki Sasaki's strength in his words.

Tong Mo walked into the forest leisurely, leaving Sasaki Akiki outside, she had to find a pine tree with a few people hugging her thick and thin to lean on, and when Tong Mo came out, Tong Mo didn't say let her leave, so she didn't dare to leave, so she had to wait.

After walking into the forest, Tong Mo twitched his nose carefully, but found nothing.

"I can't smell it, do you know how to eliminate the smell to prevent being tracked?"

He didn't know that in the canopy, in the grass, in the ground, and so on, there might be people who were still and didn't move.

The ghost killing team was fully prepared this time, and it was smeared with the medicinal powder researched by the butterfly ninja to cover the smell, after all, even if it was not as good as the river, the ghost's sense of smell was far more than that of ordinary people, and it was quite sensitive, and it was directly exposed if it was not prepared.

And the swordsmen are also hidden, they are distributed around the larch forest, from the inside to the outside, and the number of people is also small and large.

There are people in all directions of the southeast, north, and west, faintly forming a net, blocking this forest.

And the more you are near Shitou Muichiro, the fewer the number of people, but the strength of the swordsman is also higher, and the closest ones are a few pillars.

Tong Mo looked left and right, and did not find any relevant traces, this forest is exactly the same pine trees on the front and back, the difference is only the size and thickness and the degree of density, if you don't observe carefully, it is more confusing.

Choosing a random direction, Tong Mo patiently searched carefully all the way, and slowly began to go deep into the depths of the larch forest.

After searching for a while, Tong Mo's ears moved slightly, and then the corners of his mouth opened up and a smile appeared.

"Bang"

An ice stone flew out of Tong Mo's hand, hitting a black shadow in the back accurately.

"What, I thought someone wanted to come and attack, and I was happy in vain."

Tong Mo looked at it, but it was just a poor hare, with a hole in his head, gurgling and bleeding, and he was obviously not alive when he retreated.

"It's not an option, and I'm not good at finding people."

"Let me think about ............"

The toes tapped the ground, rhythmically little by little, and it didn't take long for Tong Mo to clapped his hands, and his colorful eyes were full of happiness, and said, "There is, good idea." ”

He coughed lightly twice and cleared his throat.

Then he rolled his hands into a trumpet shape, put them to his mouth and shouted: "Help, there is a ghost, has been chasing me, is there anyone, help, oops, I fell, I was fatal, I was going to be caught up, I was about to be eaten, help... ”

The cries for help with extremely high decibels startled many birds, and they panicked away from between the branches, and did not know where to fly.

At the same time, not far away, Toto Muichiro, who was sitting cross-legged on a tree, opened his eyes.

Silently, he picked up his knife and walked towards the source of the sound.

While Tong Mo didn't know his location, the pillar of the ghost killing team didn't know Tong Mo's location either, and even if other team members found out in the middle, they couldn't risk being exposed to pass the news.

() () Only when a river can be detected from a distance with a keen sense of smell, it can alert it to its proximity.

But these are small things, the other party is in a passive position, they will come to find it themselves, no matter what, they just have to be patient.

Just like now, Tong Mo shouted loudly, and Shitou Muichiro immediately knew that a ghost was coming.

In the middle of the night, in the depths of the forest, how could anyone come, and there was no panic and temperature in its voice, no ups and downs, too calm, not the voice of a real helper, but full of malicious banter.

As Shitou Muichiro moved, the hidden pillars also moved silently, including the hidden river not far away.

"It's finally here, but this smell is not Onimai Tsuji, it should be his subordinates, it is a smell that has not changed at all, it has been constant, weird."

"Will it be winding? Or let the lower string ghost who is higher in the front send him to death. ”

Thinking a little in his heart, he kept up with Shi Tou Muichiro when the river flowed.

Tong Mo sat on the ground bored, and pulled his throat and screamed twice when he was fine.

His face was full of innocent smiles, as if he was playing around, without any defense.

At this moment, Shitou Muichiro had already taken advantage of the cover of the trees, took the knife, and quietly approached the vicinity of fifty meters.

"Oh, it's finally here."

Before the words fell, in the next second, Tong Mo's body instantly rioted, and when he disappeared and reappeared, he was already in front of a pine tree that looked old.

His delicate face was full of smiles as if he had found a toy, and two golden iron fans suddenly appeared in his hands, covered with lotus patterns, and the edges of the iron fans were flat and sharp as knives.

The iron fan flashed, bringing a golden streamer.

Behind the tree, Shitou Muichiro's face froze, his head tilted back to avoid a sudden blow, and his right hand quickly stabbed through the trunk of the tree and quickly withdrew.

At the same time, the two feet exert force, backwards and jump away.

At the throat, the skin slowly cracked, and a streak of blood appeared, and a little blood oozed out.

Shitou Muichiro felt the slight tingling in his throat, wiped away the blood, and his face was calm.

Even if he leaned back a little slower, he would already be in a different place at this moment.

Squeak......

The stout pine tree was cut off from the bottom, and a gust of wind blew, slowly falling to the side, crushing the innocent flowers and plants into the soil, unable to struggle.

A man and a ghost across the tree, looking at each other.