"The Son of the President of the Soul Removal Society......"

Zhou Li returned to the apartment where he lived, looked at the headless corpse sealed in the mirror world and muttered to himself.

It's not that he's afraid of reprisals, but he's just curious that the only son, who is the supreme leader of the Soul Eradication Society, actually didn't have a life-saving thing, so he died so easily?

And this is a typical misconception of thinking, Yamamoto thought that it was just a pull, and it was best to succeed.

If he doesn't succeed, he is not only a member of the embassy, but also the only son of the president of the Soul Society, and as long as he has the ability to think independently, he will not dare to kill himself.

But for Zhou Li, this world is just a grain of constant sand in the heavens and worlds, and there is no shackle here.

Without scruples, there is unscrupulousness.

Shaking the watch to call the elves out and waiting for others to come to the door to stir things up is not Zhou Li's style.

He prefers to plan ahead and take the initiative to nip danger in the cradle.

Su Hui appeared in a white coat, holding a hammer in her right hand and pliers in her left hand. Looking at the cleaned room, he put down the hammer and pushed the microscope on the bridge of his nose, as if Conan was possessed:

"Someone looking for trouble?"

Zhou Lile said hehehe: "Almost." I wondered if this was the New Year, and I wanted to set off a big firework to take a look. ”

"Are you sure?"

"Of course, bigger is better."

……

Heiankyo.

Kiyomizu-dera Temple.

An old man holding a broken jade plaque staggered to the main hall and cried:

"President, Young Master Yamamoto Lang..., he has already served the country."

"Impossible..., impossible!" Yamamoto Daisuke suddenly got up when he heard the bad news, a feeling of dizziness came, and his body fell straight to the ground.

"President! President, are you alright? ”

Several children and old men around hurriedly stepped forward to check, their expressions were very anxious.

If something happens to the president at this time, several of them will inevitably have to accompany the funeral.

Amid the call of everyone, Daiyu Yamamoto slowly woke up. Staring at the old man, his eyes were red, and he said angrily, "No matter who killed Jiro, I want him to be buried with him!" ”

"Hey, please rest assured, Your Excellency the President, I will go to Yunshan City to investigate, and I will bring back the head of the murderer and the body of Young Master Jiro." The old man bowed his head again and again in response.

At this moment, there was a burst of laughter from the void. A headless corpse then fell from the sky: "Hahaha, I knew you were going to go and look for this thing." Don't bother, just bring it with you. ”

"Jiro!" Daisuke Yamamoto looked at the corpse that had died in a tragic state, and instantly recognized it by the characteristics of his clothing, this was his only son.

Then he cried out in great grief: "Who! Who the hell did it! Cower, get out of here! ”

……

There was silence all around, as if what had just happened was an illusion.

Daisuke Yamamoto used his ghost hand to take out a treasured ghost weapon: the eight-foot mirror. Vigilantly looking around, still on guard against enemies hiding in the shadows.

"Boom ........."

Outside the temple.

A huge mushroom cloud rises, and particles at the microscopic level collide, bringing extreme light and extreme heat.

The sonic boom swept through, and the entire temple was wiped out in an instant, and the people hiding inside turned into dust in the haze.

All supernatural methods are only delaying death.

The old man watched as the crumpled skin on his body dissolved, revealing bright red beating muscles, which were scorched in the blink of an eye, and turned into ashes when they broke away.

The whole person is like peeling an onion, broken down layer by layer, inch by inch.

The powerful shock wave crisscrossed and turned hundreds of kilometers into scorched earth with Kiyomizu-dera Temple as the center. Everywhere the earth shook, the houses disappeared, and everything turned to dust.

Farther away, the dry wooden houses were ignited by the scorching air, and the fire spread.

The streets were full of people who were on fire, struggling in pain, screaming and wailing.

The laws of physics once again remind the world that in this age of ghosts, it is no less powerful than them.

……

"Ditu, Ditu, Ditu"

"What's going on! How can it be! ”

Nuclear energy departments around the world, amid the sound of the alarm, looked at the images transmitted from the satellite in amazement, and could not help but look at each other.

After repeated confirmation, the head of the department submits the conclusion to the superior as soon as possible.

Then, as if relieved, he sat down in his chair, looked at the miserable Sakura Country and muttered, "This time it's a big deal!" ”

Nuclear weapons are not necessarily more harmful than knockers. But the bad effects it brings are beyond the reach of powerful ghosts.

If it is not done well, it is very likely to become the fuse of World War III.

The back side of the resuscitation world.

Unreal world.

"I smiled proudly, smiled proudly, and sought a lifetime of happiness......"

Zhou Li was lying on the rocking chair, looking at the devastating scene outside through the special supernatural spirit of the mirror ghost, and couldn't help humming a tune.

Before comprehending the rules, technology and nuclear weapons are really easy to use.

Then.

With a "snap", a charred figure fell from the sky, fell to the ground and twitched from time to time.

Zhou Li looked at the figure who was constantly struggling, got up and turned him over with a wooden stick, and after seeing who it was, he mocked mercilessly: "Yo, isn't this the head of our Yamamoto Sect for the Removal of Spirits?" ”

"Why did you come here, are the fireworks not good-looking?"

Daisuke Yamamoto staggered to his feet, peeling off the thick blood scabs on his face, and his severely burned face showed a fierce look.

He stared at Zhou Li and asked, "Why, why did you kill Jiro, why did you destroy the Sakura Soul Eradication Society." ”

"If I'm not mistaken, it seems that our Soul Removal Society didn't offend you, and we didn't even know there was such a person as you before that."

Zhou Li moved his muscles and bones, looking at him with a foolish gaze.

I saw him say to the miserable Yamamoto Daisuke: "It's not completely offended. ”

"You feel wronged, it's better to think about it from a different angle."

"Yamamoto came to the door for help, but I ignored it, and he made a threat. After that, I brought a group of small spicy chickens to find fault, and I shot them and injured them. ”

"He fled back to Sakura Country, and you were furious and asked the others to kill me. After beating the small ones, the big ones will come to the big ones, and the big ones will come to the old ones, and finally you will personally fight with me. ”

"Look, don't I feel better when I say that? It's just that I'm too troublesome and omit the intermediate steps. ”

Speaking of this, Zhou Li spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and said: "Besides, it is easy to overturn the car like that, why do you have to take risks if there is a safe way to use it?" It's just that there are just a few more people dead. ”

"Besides, who has not died since ancient times? Why don't you do me a favor before you die, I will remember this kindness for the rest of my life. ”

Looking at the faint smile on Zhou Li's face, Yamamoto Daiyu only felt cold all over his body, people could still be so cruel, and the ghosts were extremely cute compared to him.

"Senluo Ghost Hand!" Daisuke Yamamoto shouted angrily, everything he had fought for in the first half of his life had dissipated under the nuclear explosion, and now he only had revenge in his heart.

The ground shook slightly, and a viscous black liquid flowed everywhere.

Zhou Li suddenly found himself fixed on the ground and unable to move, and his miserable white palms with corpse spots stretched out from them.

The fingers continued to grow and twist into a meat rope, wrapping around Zhou Li's body and dragging him into the black slime.

When Zhou Li was completely submerged in the mucus, Daiyu Yamamoto changed his previous sad expression, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

Turning to the place where he dissipated, he said, "You are very good, the most promising young man I have seen in all these years. It's a pity to be too arrogant, and only the dead are the best people to talk to. ”

As the top decision-maker of the organization, people are old and fine, and even if they are extremely angry inside, they will not lose their temper in front of outsiders.

"You're right, and I think so, only the dead are the best people to talk to."

The corners of Daisuke Yamamoto's upturned mouth froze, his expression was shocked, and he looked behind him in disbelief.

I saw Zhou Li floating in mid-air, scarlet blood and tears flowing from his hollow eyes, his body was thin and his complexion was pale, and his abdomen was deeply sunken.

Mirror the ghost domain and wrap it inside.

He looked at Daiyu Yamamoto on the ground, and said happily: "Old Biden, I can see your little movements clearly. ”

"I'm just young, and I'm not a low IQ, so how can I come forward when I don't know what hole cards you have."

With that, his right hand clenched into a fist slightly, and the mirror ghost domain shrank rapidly, closely fitting with Daisuke Yamamoto's body, and imprisoned him inside.

Then a quaint mirror appeared in front of him, the bracket of the mirror was copper, and now it was also rusty, but the mirror was as new as ever, and the light was a little unusual. If you don't look at the old patina bracket, just from the mirror, you can't tell that it is hundreds of years old.

"Eight-foot ......" Daiyu Yamamoto still wanted to struggle, and the quaint mirror in front of him burst into a strong attraction.

The mirror appeared like flowing water, spiraling ripples, constantly cutting his soul, and the separated phantom was forcibly submerged into it.

Daisuke Yamamoto's eyes gradually dissipated, and finally lost all color, staring straight into the mirror with a vacant gaze.

Correspondingly, his phantom in the mirror gradually took shape.

37,845 copies

Zhou Li retracted the ghost domain, closed his eyes and felt the ghost shadow floating in the infinite mirror seal, and an outrageous number came to mind.

He said to himself, "Is this the correct way to use the Infinity Mirror Seal?" ”

"Soul, Void, Space."

"It seems that if you want to use a complete Infinity Mirror Seal, you need to start from these three aspects."

And among these three aspects, which one is not what Zhou Li is capable of perfecting now.

After making sure that there was no mistake, Zhou Li walked up to the corpse and groped up and down with his hands dishonestly.

Soon, he found a round mirror in the corpse's pocket.

The mirror is well-made, and the back is carved with gold and silver as the base of the phoenix, and the phoenix is majestic and dignified.

History has left traces in it, and there are a few faint oxides in the crevices, which make it even more quaint and atmospheric. The figure in the mirror is clear, and you can see that it is well maintained on weekdays.

After Zhou Lizai observed, he always felt that there was a disharmony between the mirror and the mirror. I couldn't help frowning slightly, it seems that this thing is not simple.

An eerie ghost aura appeared on his body and wrapped around it. After recovering the ghostly energy, the ghost ghost's spirit told him that the ghost mirror was assembled from two unrelated parts.