Mt. Fuji is a famous active volcano.

It's been since the last eruption.

This is a volcano that has been pinned on hope, and perhaps never before in history have so many people hoped that this volcano would erupt again.

There's no denying that Mt. Fuji is beautiful, but some people don't deserve it.

Ye Zhen touched his chin, his eyes were a little tangled, "You said that Ye Mou's sword can wake up this volcano?" ”

The woman in white beside him shook her head, "Not really, but if you come here with tons of sea water that the ghost flies migrate, you might be able to wake it up." ”

The woman in white answered seriously, to be honest, she had not seen the scene of a volcanic eruption.

Ye Zhen was a little moved, he looked back at the bottom of the mountain, and looked across the sea at the bustling city.

"Why don't you give it a try?" Ye Zhen proposed.

The woman thought for a moment, and was about to nod, but suddenly she looked up at the sky, and a cold snowflake fell on her cheek.

It's snowing......

The snow started small, but gradually it got bigger.

Ye Zhen scratched his hair and glanced around.

The snow comes strangely, and the downward trend is strange.

It was only in less than a moment that the snow fell to the point where it could obscure the view.

Neither of them saw much snow, and the city where they lived did snow, but it wasn't that big.

"Do you think we're too open-minded?" Ye Zhen looked at a path under the mountain, and there was a figure going up the mountain with goose feathers and heavy snow.

"It's too open, and I haven't been discovered from beginning to end." The woman shook the snow in her hand, it was bitterly cold, it was lower than her body temperature.

This is basically impossible under normal circumstances.

Her body temperature was no lower than that of a dead man, or even far greater than that of a dead man.

This is a ghost's supernatural means.

"Is Ye lonely and unheard, or is this country that has lived a good life too deeply?"

"Ye doesn't remember that there is such a ghost handler here."

Looking at the figure that looked up, it was a woman in a kimono, her skin was snow-white and almost transparent, much like the strange snow girl in this country.

The woman probably felt that the snow was a little out of place, and there was no expression on her face.

"What are you here for, you two?"

The woman who was climbing the mountain stopped, and she looked at a man and a woman on the mountain, her eyes narrowing slightly.

The woman's eyes are beautiful, they are blue, like the ice in the lake that has turned into ice because of the weather and then converges the color of the blue sky.

It's refreshing, and it gives people the feeling of drinking a bowl of frozen plum soup in summer, and it's cool.

"Which foot did you take first when you just went up the mountain?" Yu Zhile asked a strange question.

The woman was slightly stunned, and she recalled it seriously, as if it was her left foot.

"Left foot." Although the woman didn't understand why the woman in white above would ask such a question, she felt that just answering this kind of question would be nothing.

Now these two uninvited guests are in the midst of her ghosts, and the moment they are touched by the ice and snow, they have already triggered the killing law of the ghosts on her body.

As long as she wanted, these two would die here in an instant.

Therefore, she is very calm, although her Chinese is not good, she still speaks in Chinese.

After all, these two men don't seem to be from their country.

Her guess proved to be right.

"Killed." Yu Zhile nodded expressionlessly, "In the next life, remember to go up the mountain and step on your right foot first." ”

The woman was stunned for a moment, and there was a look of stupidity in her eyes.

Thump~!

The woman's expression fell to the ground with that head, and perhaps if the snow didn't stop, future generations might see this look.

But alas, that doesn't happen.

Ye Zhen withdrew his long sword and muttered, "What kind of force are you pretending to be in front of me." ”

He stretched out his hand, and the head of the beautiful woman who had fallen to the ground appeared in his hand.

"It turns out that this is not a good head." Ye Zhen looked at it, shook his head, and threw it aside.

The wind and snow gradually increased, and the woman's headless body finally fell to the ground at this moment.

The woman's headless corpse began to change, and this change was very fast, and the headless corpse gradually transformed into an ice sculpture.

Even the head was the same, only soon, the head and corpse turned into an iceman.

"The recovery is pretty fast."

The wind and snow became more and more hideous and rampant, the plackets of the two were blown and the snowflakes were wanton, and the scene was like a sandstorm.

It's like a snowstorm.

The headless corpse that turned into an iceman slowly stood up, and at this moment, the headless corpse was extremely transparent, and the internal organs could be seen at a glance.

It's just that those organs have also turned into ice, and if you don't look closely, you basically can't tell that they are internal organs.

The headless iceman lifted his feet and walked towards the two at the top of the mountain.

Ye Zhen looked at the headless iceman, and then looked at the head next to him.

If the head is taken away, the ghost will lose a piece of the puzzle.

The wind and snow became a little biting, and Ye Zhen felt that the snow falling on his skin was quickly absorbing the heat from his body.

He looked down at his arm, and the snow quickly turned to ice as it fell on his skin, and his skin seemed to turn whiter.

It was indeed turning white, not because it was cold, but because the snow was eating away at his flesh and wanted to turn it into a kind.

"Interesting, the degree of harm is already A-level, if it grows by killing, it is S-level."

Ye Zhen laughed, "In this big fart place, there is actually a ghost tamer who controls S-class ghosts. ”

"That is, is it possible that this man is one of the king-elects?" Yu Zhile reached out and picked up the head on the ground, her hand was piercing and cold, her white arm was quickly frozen, and her flesh and blood were frozen into ice.

Her arms were visibly icy blue and still spilling towards them.

"The horror level has reached A-level, and if you grow a little more, it will be S-class."

Yu Zhile was expressionless and tore off the arm that turned into ice, crunchy, and the arm was torn off very easily, this scene reminded Ye Zhen of a movie he had watched before.

There is a similar scene in it, where a man's arm is frozen into ice, and then it shatters with a hammer, and the person just wails and there is no more.

Ye Zhen felt that this was an excellent amputation, which could also save anesthetics, save time and effort, but it was a little immoral.

A coffin appeared strangely beside Yu Zhile, she opened it and threw her arm and head into it.

The inside of the coffin was like the open mouth of a giant beast, and one arm and one head were completely unable to lift the waves.

The headless iceman was still walking towards them, but as he walked, a coffin suddenly appeared in front of it, and the headless iceman walked in without a pause.

It has to go in because its head is in it.

The coffin closes, then disappears.

The wind and snow stopped in the blink of an eye.

Yu Zhile's arm reappeared, and he squinted slightly as he looked at the sun shining on the world again.

At this moment, at the foot of the mountain, there were a few people with cold expressions and strange temperaments who were relieved after seeing the wind and snow on the mountain disappear suddenly.

"It seems that the Snow Maiden has dealt with those two uninvited guests." A middle-aged man said, his tone was relaxed, and he believed in the Snow Maiden's abilities.

"The strength of the Snow Maiden is far beyond that of the president, and it must be easy to deal with those two pigs." A woman, who looks to be in her twenties, with a strong reverence and yearning on her face, her current expression is the same as that of those fanatical brainless fans.

Brainless and obsessive.

Before becoming a ghost rider, she was a star chaser, crazy obsessed with those stars.

But after becoming a ghost handler, she changed, she felt that those ordinary people were just pigs, even if they were ghost handlers, as long as they were not as strong as her, they were pigs, and there was no difference between the two.

Her star-chasing habits have not changed, but she has changed her circle and changed her kind of person.

"If someone says that I'm Ye Zhenzhu, as long as I'm not a ghost master, I won't care, after all, Ye is the president of the supernatural forum, and he still needs some face, and it would be a loss of face to deal with ordinary people."

"But if it's a ghost master, then no matter who it is, as long as it's not as strong as Ye, then no matter how high his status is and how important his existence is, I will kill him."

"Now Ye wants to ask, do you regret saying that Ye is a pig now?"

An expressionless young man appeared strangely behind the woman, and the woman's head was gently held down by the young man.

The words of the young man are not serious, as if he is chatting with others, understatement, amiable, and very casual.

The faces of the few people present changed, as if they encountered something terrifying that they couldn't handle, and they would be the first to change their faces.

This seems to be the norm.

The woman who was holding her head didn't feel any pressure on her head, the palm of her hand was light, but she had a chill down her spine at the moment.

She now regrets that she can understand Chinese, and she hates herself for learning Chinese in order to chase idols?

If she didn't learn Chinese, she wouldn't have understood what this young man said, let alone know the identity of this person.

I don't know, she may still have the courage to do it, after all, the ignorant are fearless.

But now she knows, she doesn't dare to move, she knows that she will die, she will definitely die, this is intuition, from a woman's intuition.

She felt that she should kneel and beg for mercy, then apologize and beg the man not to kill her.

This may be useful, but the woman can't kneel, not because her bones are hard, but because Ye Zhen is holding the woman's head and looking directly at the woman at the moment.

I don't think I'll die without a head.

The ghost riders present looked at the headless woman, and such a thought actually popped up in their hearts.

The thought was terrifying, and they felt that it shouldn't have come out of their heads.

This idea defies common sense.

"It seems that you have no regrets, you are very hard-hearted, you don't say a word, Ye recognizes that you are a hard bone." Ye Zhen nodded and threw the head on the ground.

Bang~!

The moment the human head touched the ground, it turned into a puddle of flesh.

The woman's body began to weather, and in the blink of an eye, only a black rib remained in the woman's previous position.

The hearts of the ghost riders present beat uncontrollably, and a feeling of death appeared in their hearts.

Ye Zhen looked at everyone, thought about it and asked a question, "What is 1+1?" If the answer is correct, I will not kill you. ”

"You come first." Ye Zhen pointed to the middle-aged man who had spoken before.

The middle-aged man swallowed his saliva and looked at the young man uneasily, he felt that this young man was definitely playing with them, otherwise he would not have asked such a question.

The middle-aged man was thinking about the pit inside, but Ye Zhen was a little impatient to wait.

"Give you three seconds, and you'll die after the time."

After speaking, Ye Zhen began to count.

“1…… 3！ ”

In an instant, Ye Zhen counted to three.

The middle-aged man was stunned, this ...... Isn't that right?

One is followed by three?

"Okay, you can die."

Ye Zhen waved his hand lightly, and the middle-aged man's body suddenly fell apart.

The corpse fell to the ground, and rancid black blood oozed from the corpse.

"It's also a hard bone, and he won't say a word until he dies." Ye Zhen nodded, he actually admired these guys a little.

"I hope you can do it too, Ye believes you can do it."

"Okay, now it's your turn, what is 1+1?" Ye Zhen pointed to a young man in his twenties with yellow hair.

Huang Mao suddenly panicked in his heart, two people had already died, and they all died instantly, which showed that this young man's strength was definitely above them.

Moreover, he can kill people so easily, does it show that they have always been in each other's killing laws at the moment?

The young man felt that he couldn't die, he personally felt that maybe the answer was right, and the other party would abide by the agreement, he had no choice but to gamble, betting that this Asia's No. 1 ghost rider would still have face.

Thinking of this, the young man answered without hesitation, "1+1 equals ...... 3！ ”

3？？？

Ye Zhen was slightly stunned, and the yellow-haired young man was also stunned, "No...... I'm not trying to say that, I'm trying to say 2...... 3……”

Huang Mao wanted to say 2, but as soon as the words came out, it became three strangely.

Huang Mao covered his mouth violently, his eyes staring at Ye Zhen, "It's you!" You're doing it right, aren't you? You don't want ...... at all."

"The answer is incorrect." Ye Zhen abided by the rules of the game and slapped the yellow-haired young man to death.

Just like the previous person, the body of the yellow-haired young man was torn apart, exactly the same as when the middle-aged man died before.

"1+1 equals 3?" Ye Zhen looked at the yellow-haired torn corpse with disdain, "Ye has never seen someone with such low common sense in his life, and Ye is not asking about mathematical philosophy." ”

Ye Zhen shook his head, he couldn't bear to look at it directly.

The rest of the people looked at this strange and bloody scene, and their bodies trembled.

Some people finally reacted and wanted to fight to the death, but they found that it was too late, their bodies were strangely unable to move, and even the ghosts on their bodies could not be controlled.

They were suppressed by the supernatural and physical.

"Alright, it's your turn next." Ye Zhen pointed to a bald man who was not thirty years old.

"It's still the same question from before, what is 1+1?"

The bald man looked at Ye Zhen in horror, "Don't kill me, you say a few is a few, my lord, you let me go, you can do whatever you want me to do!" ”

"The answer is incorrect." Ye Zhen slapped the man to death expressionlessly, "I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you, I don't understand bird language." ”

The rest of the group looked at another companion who had been dismembered, and was completely desperate.

Their end was predestined from the start.

This young man obviously didn't want to let them go, but he wanted to give them hope.

But this hope is destined to be unattainable.

From the time when Huang Mao said that 1+1 is equal to 3, it has already explained everything.

The youth may keep the promise, but they will never be able to answer the right answer.

The ghost possessed by this young man is extremely strange.

"Next." Ye Zhen pointed to the next person.

Yu Zhile sat on the roof of a car and watched this scene, his ability was unexpectedly useful.

Not surprisingly, no one answered the correct answer, they either said that 1+1 equals 4, or 1+1 equals cat, and one even said that 1+1 equals Mt. Fuji......

This outrageous answer made Ye Zhen speechless, and after killing the last one, Ye Zhen sighed, "Education is so low, you don't even know the correct answer for this kind of common sense?" ”

Yu Zhile didn't bother to pay attention to this product, the situation on the scene was that even if Ye Zhen asked the other party whether his gender was male or female, the other party would blurt out a female word without hesitation.

There will be no doubt that it will turn out to be so.

The supernatural is such a weird thing.

"Pack up, go to the center of the city, find a place to set up a door."

Yu Zhile stood up and looked at the beautiful city in the sun in the distance.

Tokyo, the capital of the cherry blossom country.

The purpose of their coming here is very simple, that is, to open a ghost money village here, and then make ghost money.

He has all the materials and utensils, and he just needs them to come out.

Ye Zhen nodded, the ghost snake unfolded, and all the corpses on the ground disappeared.

Yu Zhile glanced at the coffin that appeared and disappeared, and didn't care.

He opened the car door and got into the car, and after Ye Zhen got in the car, they drove towards the city.

There are two mentally unhealthy guys sitting in a car, but it's a pity that this five-seat car is not full, otherwise it would have been exciting.

As for who will sit in this vacant seat, God knows.

(End of chapter)