Under the moonlight.

The Kukai Zen master who rushed to look at the four dried corpses scattered on the ground, and when he let out a loud shout, the Buddha beads worn around his neck moved with the sound, and smashed towards Gu Zu with a thousand catties of huge force.

Gu Zu is not afraid, and the one-person-high wild sword has been unsheathed when the Buddha beads are smashed over.

The light of the knife flickered, and the wild knife slashed the Buddha beads first.

Clang!

When the two came into contact, sparks splashed, and there was a sound of gold and iron resonating, and the huge string of Buddhist beads carried by the Kukai people turned out to be made of pure iron.

"Father, please bless me. ”。

After saying that, he jumped into the battlefield and ran towards Gu Zu, looking from behind, he saw his bare arms, his muscles exposed, his muscles stretched, and his figure suddenly became a little taller, like the reincarnation of King Arhat.

Kukaisha's father nodded behind him, chanting scriptures in his mouth, and a lotus seal formed in his hand, and a transparent white lotus containing a golden swastika slowly bloomed from under his feet, enveloping him.

"Myoho-renge-ka, Vajra power. ”

Kukai Sheren's arms shimmered with golden light, adding to the heroism.

The big punch of the bowl smashed on the Taidao that Gu Zu slashed down, but instead smashed the Taidao away from Gu Zu's hand, and he was more dominant under the hard touch.

Seeing that the other party's sword was out of his hand, Kukai Sheren immediately leaned forward, and his fists continued to hit Gu Zu's body, which seemed to be very orderly, and Gu Zu retreated step by step, and his body was filled with a burst of black gas, and there were faint cracks.

Gu Zuichi retreated dozens of steps in a row, and was about to stabilize his body when Kukai had folded his hands and recited the Sutra of the Past Life in his mouth.

"Myoho-renge-ka, let the poor monk overtake you to become a Buddha!!"

He grabbed the shaky Guzu, his muscles bulged high, and he twisted behind Guzu at a speed that did not fit his figure, his arms hugged Guzu's head in a crucifix, and his legs were as thick as his waist on Guzu's body, and with a loud shout, the phantom of the dragon elephant slowly appeared behind him.

Click!

The skull began to deform and shatter in his arms, falling from one piece of armor after another.

The faint purple light beneath the ghost's face began to flicker incessantly, like a short-circuited light bulb, and the limbs shook weakly, and the sound of bone fragments rubbing against each other came intermittently from Guzu.

"Chop... Chop..."

Ignoring this, the Kukai people held it high above their heads like an angry gorilla, and with a bang, the head of the ghost who was good at slashing people was completely torn off by him.

The rusty ghost face fell to the ground with a clanging sound.

In front of him.

Kukaishato's father bowed down, and threw a brass-colored three-ring tin staff in his palms closed at him.

She grabbed the tin staff, and the lotus cone-like tail under the tin staff directly penetrated into Gu Zu's body, and in the faint sound of chanting, the black mist wrapped around Gu Zu's body was quickly melted away by the tin staff, turning into a puddle of tattered armor and scattered all over the ground.

Kukai looked at the armor pieces scattered on the ground, and King Kong's angry expression changed.

He folded his hands and followed his father's example, chanting in a low voice.

"Myoho-renge-ka, blissful rebirth. ”

"Nam no Amitabha Night Dota Gadama Night ......"

The two who were chanting in a low voice didn't notice that next to Gu Zu, who was scattered all over the place, the one-man long wild sword suddenly floated in the air, as if there was an invisible hand holding it.

The Notai sword stood out of thin air, and a cold light on the blade slashed across the blade, and just looking at it made me feel like I would be cut.

The sword faced the moonlight and stabbed straight at the middle-aged monk who bowed his head and chanted. Its momentum is as fast as thunder, clean and sharp, as if the sword hero is reborn.

The middle-aged monk who closed his eyes and bowed his head to chant a spell was immediately awakened by the sound of breaking the air, and he instinctively wanted to turn his head to dodge the stabbing blade, but the wild knife seemed to be psychic, and immediately turned into a thorn, and the blade slanted up from his left span.

Leng Feng was facing him, and Kukai could clearly see that on the knife surface like a pool of clear water, the moon saw three Chinese characters faintly flickering.

Sen Leng's sharp demon power firmly locked on him, and his body seemed to be covered with a layer of flail, and he couldn't move freely at all.

"Demon knife, this is a demon knife. ”

He understood in an instant that the Gu Shan that had been planned before was not the body of this demon, and that this wild sword was the real demon, but it was too late to understand it now.

His son, Kukaishe, had already rushed desperately, but under this terrible sword, he couldn't save him at all.

Kukai looked at the blade that was already about to reach his body in a daze, his mind was blank for a moment, and he had no thoughts, but at this moment, he suddenly felt a bundle of tough things around his limbs and waist, and a huge force instantly pulled him away from the place.

Syllable!

Kukai was suddenly pulled out of the distance, his face rubbed on the ground, not to mention the redness of the grinding, and there were faint few wounds oozing blood. However, the monk had a good mentality, and when he saw that he had escaped, he grinned.

He looked up and saw a young man with white hair sitting on the low courtyard wall of Asama Shrine, and on his shoulder, a turquoise imp was manipulating the vines growing on the wall and pulling himself out.

"Myoho-renge-kyo, World-Honored Compassion. Thank you for your help. ”

"It's time for the righteous buddy to come out. ”

Zhang Jiao thought in his heart, he jumped off the low courtyard wall in one step and smiled very kindly at Kukai.

"The monk is polite, it's just a handy, do you need my help?"

But before the monk could answer, his son Kukai Sheto gave an answer.

The monk, who had almost been cut off by his father, was now holding the handle and tip of the demon knife tightly with both hands, and his muscles were bulging and his face was swollen and he wanted to break it.

But this demon knife was not the one that he had easily dismantled before, and the demon qi on the knife was swirling, faintly resisting his huge strength.

For a while, the two were at a stalemate, and I didn't know how long I would fight.

Zhang Jiao looked at the two of them, and suddenly his heart moved, and he said to Kukai Sheren, "I wonder if the master can let me try again?"

The people of Kukai looked more like a violent criminal than a monk, and they thought it was difficult to speak, but they didn't expect that after hearing Zhang Jiao's request, they immediately held the handle of the knife with both hands, and slammed it into the bluestone path, a few inches deeper, and then the whole person took a step back to make way of position, and at the same time concealed the surroundings, and said loudly.

"Then I'm sorry for you. ”

Zhang Jiao glanced at the thick and thin monk, flicked his fingers, and a white shadow jumped out of his hand.

A white imp crawled to the demon knife.

It looked at the demon knife that was deeply inserted into the bluestone in front of it, and the mouth that was originally the size of a finger cracked open, and the facial features on its face disappeared in an instant, only a large black mouth appeared, densely covered with countless inverted triangle-like sharp teeth.

The demon knife sensed that a foreign object was approaching, and the blade inserted in the bluestone began to hum, and the demon qi was about to fly out of the stone.

The white ghost naturally wouldn't give it this chance, it squatted, jumped up like a flea, and jumped straight onto the handle of the wild knife, its sharp teeth protruding from its open mouth, and it bit the handle of the knife and began to chew.

Crunch!

The demon knife shook wildly, trying to shake it off. But the white ghost bit it and didn't let go, and his whole body was like a burned candle, turning into countless liquid with a metallic luster, flowing down the hilt.

In the blink of an eye, the demon knife was wrapped in the metal juice transformed by the white ghost, and then slowly penetrated into it as if it had been plated with a layer of steel.

Above the handle of the knife, the hideous head that bit at the top moved its position slightly, so as to fit more closely with the wild sword and make it more harmonious and beautiful.

Zhang Jiao waved his hand, and the Yetai knife, which had changed greatly, suddenly trembled, and the ghost head on the handle blinked, and then took off in front of Zhang Jiao, floating quietly in front of him

Kukai on the side looked at this scene, rubbed his bruised cheeks, and subconsciously said, "What a mysterious ghost, Your Excellency really has good means." ”

Zhang Jiao smiled slightly, reached out and grabbed this wild sword that was almost as long as his, and waved it casually, and there was a silver light in front of him, as if a bright moon had risen in front of him.

"Good knives"

Zhang Jiao praised it, and threw the wild knife out casually, only to see that after it circled around him, it floated behind him, like a loyal guard, firmly following him.

The two monks didn't seem to see Zhang Jiao's obvious action of taking this wild knife as his own, and after he had played enough, he walked up with a smile and said with his hands folded.

"Kukai, the abbot of Shinyuka Temple, thank you for saving me today. ”

Zhang Jiao hurriedly returned the salute, "In the next Zhang Jiao, he came to Hiroshima Prefecture to play, and he happened to encounter this incident at night, so naturally he couldn't stand idly by." ”

"No wonder Your Excellency's ghost is so mysterious, it turns out that he is a person from the Middle Kingdom, and it is really extraordinary. Kukai immediately praised.

"What's the matter, this master's Dharma is what opened my eyes, such a strong physique, I have only heard about it in the story, and it is really powerful when I see it today. ”

I have to say that this monk really deserves to be the person who can be the abbot, and his words are really good, and the atmosphere of the scene is brought out in a few words, and talking to him is like meeting an old friend, which is extraordinarily comfortable.

Of course, as a businessman, Zhang Jiao's words are naturally very beautiful.

One is deliberately touting, and the other is intentionally probing.

The more they talked, the more speculative they became, and they already planned to go out first to find an izakaya to blow to each other, and by the way, they would call the police from the Metropolitan Police Department to wash the floor.

There are still two bodies on the ground that have been split in half, and if they are not cleaned up, tomorrow will be big news again.

But before they could walk out of Asama Shrine, the three of them raised their heads in unison and looked north.

In the sky, a translucent ghost creature that was filled with yin qi and phosphorus and fire, like insects and dragons, flew quickly from the moonlight, sprinkling countless phosphorescence that ordinary people could not see with the naked eye.

"Dead soul worms?"

Kukai stared at the traces of the ghost creature after flying with an ugly face, and said in a low voice, "This is, the Dead Soul Worm? How is this possible? This is not the Heian period, how can such ghosts appear, and what has the Kawamata family done?"