The venue for the encirclement and suppression meeting just now was actually a relatively high platform.

On that platform, one can even look down on the roofs of the buildings next to them.

This state is common in places where the height difference is obvious.

The main goal of the three of them now is to kill all the way to the thirty-three halls located in the deepest part of Xianfeng Temple, the Lotus King Temple.

The location of the Kurokasa's signal whistle is also on the way.

When the three of them came to the location of the signal, they understood at first glance why the black tanuki had lost contact during the encirclement and suppression just now.

Outside a Buddhist hall with a half-open door, a dwarf melon-like ninja slumped in the doorway.

Although the blood stopped flowing out because of eating Reeda's specialty pills, the blood stains that had already coagulated on the surface of the body were shocking enough.

His body was covered with hideous sharp cuts, fine and hideous.

Lan En hurried to his side with a slight hurry, half-crouched down, and looked at the ninja with a frown.

"How are you feeling?"

Although he has been determined to be a wicked person who abducts children, it will always be a little moving for anyone to try his life to atone for his sins.

The black iron hat hung weakly, and his numb-like arm waved.

"There's nothing to worry about, I took the pill and the skin injury healed quickly."

His voice didn't sound like 'nothing to worry about'. has a weak breath, and even can't control the prolonged voice at the end of the speech.

"This kind of scarring. Is it Iron Claw? ”

"Yes, Iron Claw."

Kurokasa looked up with great effort and smiled at the witcher.

"It took a bit of effort, but I was able to get it. Find your 'friends'. ”

Is he going to find Kotaro?

Lan En's mouth was slightly open, unable to speak for a long time.

"I didn't ask you"

"yes, you didn't ask for it." Kurokasa's civet nodded. "But no one asked you to come to Xianfeng Temple, right?"

"It's weird, I don't know why. Maybe it's out of atonement, reparation? In short, I want to help you when I look at you like this, even if it's just a small favor. ”

"Honestly." Kurosa no Tanuki smiled bitterly and pointed at himself, "A ninja like me can only help you with this little favor." ”

"Alright, go see him one last time, just say goodbye or remember what I told you, 'He's just a shell in pain now.'"

"Be decisive, Lanne."

As he spoke, Kurokasa's thin hemp stalk gently patted Lan's arm with his palm.

The witcher looked fixedly at the deformed man under the black iron hat, nodded without saying a word, and got up and walked towards the half-open wooden door.

Looking at Lan En's back slowly immersed in the darkness, Reina was not nervous, on the contrary, he was a little curious about Kurogasa.

"It's really amazing that a former abductor can become what he is today."

Under the tengu face, the old man's mouth smiled.

Kurogasa nodded weakly.

"When one sees a glorious character, one can't help but yearn for it. I want to be close, I want to maintain. This time, I'm kind of impulsive, right? Hehe, he's not really a good ninja. ”

Wei Ming didn't laugh with his self-deprecation, but just looked at the darkness in the Buddha hall and said.

"Being swayed by emotions is really not a good ninja. But for now. You're a human again, Kurosasa. ”

Not to mention the conversation outside the Buddhist hall, the first thing Lan En saw when he walked in was a few strangely shaped 'human' corpses.

They are said to be 'human', but the bones and muscles of these guys have been completely brutally modified into a pattern of movement on all fours.

His whole body was covered in bandages, and there were two rows of iron hooks like centipede tentacles on his back that looked like ribs bursting out.

It was like, 'The bandage is there to hold around this patchwork of flesh and blood so that it doesn't fall apart.'"

And on their hands and feet, they were tied, or embedded in the flesh, several long iron claws.

It looked like an artificial centipede.

Hundred-footed.

Lan En was able to easily connect and compare the image of these things with Kurokasa's information.

These hundred-legged people are dead.

It seems that they died from Kurosa's aerial ninja, which means that their movement on all fours turned their backs into weaknesses.

There were a lot of scorched black burn marks on the ground, and Kurosa didn't have such props, it seemed that the hundred-legged people would breathe fire.

The hall has two rooms, the inner and the second, and when you look through the gap in the wooden door, you can see a huge fire burning in the fence.

In Toei's Buddhist terminology, it's called 'Goma'.

The ashes that burn out are called 'Goma no Ash', and they are a type of ash that is rumored to ward off evil spirits.

And next to Goma, a hundred-legged man, apparently larger than the dead hundred-legged people on the ground, was wandering unconsciously.

Although the bandage was wrapped around his face, the nerves of his eyes protruded from his sockets, and the overall shape of his body changed dramatically, Lan En could still recognize that it was Kotaro's face.

Now it's time to call him 'Xianyun', a name that has been temporarily changed in order to accurately seek the protection of the natal star.

Thanks to Kurokasa's repeated reminders, Lan En did not delay too long because of Kotaro's appearance.

He quietly drew his sword, and the ninjas' [Silence Breath Holding Technique] made him unable to make a sound even if he was wearing a heavy armor.

No wind, no breathing, no hesitation.

If Kotaro stood up at this time, it was estimated that he would be two meters three.

He had always wanted to have a big physique.

Lan En suddenly grabbed him from behind, and the sheer force and suddenness made Kotaro not even make any effective struggles.

Directly lost his balance and was dragged directly in front of Lane.

The vertical stab was plunged into the heart, and blood splattered from the narrow wound.

"Poof!"

It can be seen that Kotaro, who has become a hundred-legged group, has been affected by the power of immortality. After being stabbed in the heart, he recovered almost in the blink of an eye.

Iron clawed limbs scratched at the floor, and the wooden floor was scratched with hideous scratches.

But Lan En, who already had a position advantage and had an advantage in strength and weight, did not give up his advantageous position.

He slammed his feet hard, and Kotaro originally used his limbs to prop up a little of his body, but he was pressed down again with a "bang".

The pitted knife didn't stop, and when it was pulled out of the heart, it left a white mark of a gas blade in mid-air.

"Click!"

Kotaro was beheaded.

was decapitated neatly by his former group leader and former friend.

It's like the most sought after mistake by the samurai.

The bandaged skull dripped, and the corpse beneath its feet quickly became limp and weak after nervous convulsions.

Lan pursed his lips and shook off the blood from the knife. Shaking his head to leave, he suddenly turned around and pulled something out of Kotaro's chest bandage.

There seems to be a rule for the Star Puja to write down the contents of the prayer and put it on the body.

Illuminated by Goma's fire, Lan looked at what he was doing.

A strip of cloth with crooked handwriting. It can be seen that the person who writes does not know how to write at all, but just copies what others have written. Sincerity is shown by handwriting.

"Bless my mother with a blissful death, and bless me with Lord Lan En without illness or disaster."

This is Kotaro's prayer before the puja.

Not only was he going to say two words for Ran, he wrote the prayer into the clothes he was going to wear during the puja.

And a note.

It seems that because I am afraid that people will forget and not pay attention to it, I wrote a few sentences of the same sentence in a row.

"When you go back, you should remember to chant and pray for blessings, and when you go back, you should remember to chant and pray for blessings"

This is a memo written to himself by the Taro soldier who doesn't know what it's called.

The two people who had been helped by Len never took their promises to Len to heart.

Even if Lan En refuses and doesn't care, they still have to fulfill their promises on their own.

The witcher nodded calmly, and threw the strips of paper and cloth into the Goma fire in front of him.

This materialist folds his hands and closes his eyes at the fire.

"Buddha bless, may you die in bliss, then"

Then, Rann drew his knife. The knuckles of the knife are so hard that they turn white.

They would kill all the way to the Thirty-Three Halls, and then chop up the Venerable Master and his worms in front of the 1,000-armed Guanyin statues!

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