Demon Hunter and His Hut

night.

It was past the early morning, the hustle and bustle of the day subsided, and the streets at night seemed particularly deserted. Two or three figures walked out of the alley, shoulder to shoulder.

Drunk-eyed, he greeted taxis on the street.

"Nishida-kun, it's still early. I know that there is a place with good service. Anyway, tomorrow is a rest day. We can go there to continue drinking and find something along the way..."

A man with a fat head and big ears burped and swallowed the second half of his sentence.

"I'll never be fooled by you again. The quality of the girls in the place you introduced me to last time was very poor. Forget it, I'd better go back to rest early."

The man called Nishida waved his hand and replied.

I don't know if it's because it's too late. The taxi driver in the distance fell asleep in the car while waiting for the guests. The two of them stood on the street and waved for a long time, but the taxi still did not approach.

The two of them crossed their shoulders, supported each other, and staggered towards the taxi.

Just then, in the shadow of the alley behind him, a voice suddenly came.

"Sir, two gentlemen, please wait a moment."

Nishida stopped and turned around. In the dim light, he saw a figure walking out of the darkness.

Rubbing his eyes, Nishida saw a pair of white and slender thighs.

"what?"

There was a fire in his lower abdomen, Nishida widened his eyes and wanted to take a closer look, but the lights in the alley were dim. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see the face of the other party.

It should be known that the night temperature at this time is not too high. It should be below 0 degrees in the early morning. Although you can occasionally see female students with bare legs on the street on weekdays, they can appear here at this time.

snoring.

Nishida felt that his throat was coughing so badly that he couldn't help swallowing. He let go of the hand that was supporting his companion and walked forward staggeringly.

"Are you calling me? What's the matter?"

Saw Nishida approaching. The woman with half of her body exposed to the light couldn't help but take a half step back.

Nishida saw that the woman was wearing a red leather jacket with a waist on her upper body, exposing her slender waist, and following the arc, Nishida instantly felt as if her throat was on fire.

He squeezed out hoarsely, "Miss, are you alone?"

Nishida said.

The woman was in good shape, but she seemed to be wearing a hood on her head, and Nishida could not see her appearance for a while. In such a dim environment, the vague sight actually inspired some thoughts in Nishida's heart.

"Sir, what time is it?"

"what time is it?"

Nishida was stunned for a while, and raised his wrist subconsciously, but before he could see the exact position of the hands on the watch, a slightly playful voice sounded from his ear.

"Hey, Nishida-kun, you are really cute."

Nishida turned his head, and his fat-headed and big-eared companion came over. He didn't seem to be so drunk at this time, and there was an evil light flashing in his eyes.

"Looking at the figure is really superb..."

The man sighed and put his arms around Nishida's shoulders.

"This woman is negotiating the price with you. At this time, there will be people who are braving their thighs and waists in the cold wind.

Ask a stranger on the street for the time? "

"Ha ha."

Nishida was stunned at first, but soon understood something.

"She is……"

"Otherwise?" The companion chuckled. At this time, the taxi driver in the distance seemed to wake up and started the car to approach a few people.

"Let me see what you look like, as long as it's not too bad, it should be worth a good price."

The man rubbed his hands. Leaning forward slowly, but then the woman standing in the dark said in a panic, "I won't do it, I won't do this order."

"If you don't do it, it won't work!"

The man raised his brows, "Didn't you see that my friend's interest was stirred up by you?"

"It's totally unnecessary for your figure." The man took out his pocket and took out his wallet.

"To be honest, I'm starting to become interested in you too."

He pulled out a few banknotes at random, rolled them around his fingers, and reached forward.

Seeing the money in the man's hand, the figure hiding in the darkness froze slightly, and the next second, the fat and tall body leaned over.

"Come and show me how you look. As for the time, any time will do if you are satisfied."

A rude force struck, and the woman's body was exposed to the streetlights from the darkness while staggering.

Then the hood above his head was lifted.

"Oh...beautiful...ah!"

"What the hell?!"

The man's chuckle stopped abruptly, and the next second, a terrified scream came, and his stout arm pushed forward, before the woman who approached was pushed away.

The heels of the high-heeled shoes were broken during the retreat, and the woman's body fell to the ground, her forearms and palms were rubbed, and her cheeks almost rubbed against the corners of the alley where drunks frequented the release area.

The disgusting breath entered her nose, but before the woman could breathe a sigh of relief, a force came from the back of her head, and the man's palm pressed on her head, pressing her entire face to the stains on the ground. middle.

"TMD!"

"Where did the ugly ghost come from, do you want to scare people to death in the middle of the night?"

The fat man's face was flushed red, and his eyes were mixed with panic and anger.

Just when he approached and ripped off the woman's hood, there was no flaming red lips and charming face he imagined.

What appeared in front of him was a hideous face.

Horrible scars stretched from the corners of the woman's mouth to the base of her ears, rough stitching marks on her cheeks, her entire nose was cut off, and only two dark holes could be seen from the front.

In addition to this, the skin on the face is also pitted and seems to have been corroded by some kind of solution.

in the early hours of midnight.

In the dimly lit alley, the above is all that the drunken man sees.

What made him even more unacceptable was that the man who drank too much alcohol in the fright had a loose bladder, and a small splash of urine flowed down the trousers into his shoes. In the early morning wind, he felt a coolness along the urine marks. Gather to your thighs.

Furious, and worried about being seen by his companions in embarrassment, the drunk man grabbing the woman's hair will make her whole cheek stick to the cold sewage.

"Dead woman, why don't you die?"

"Running out in the middle of the night is scary!"

The man raised his foot in rage, but before he kicked the woman, a strong vomit surged up, he couldn't help opening his mouth, and the sour smell of a lot of food scraps mixed with the smell of wine spewed out. out.

With nowhere to hide, the woman lying on the ground was sprayed all over her face.

"what happened?"

The man called Nishida came to his senses at this time, and hurriedly stepped forward to support his companion.

"It scared me to death, Nishida-kun, you didn't see that woman's face, it was so scary, it was even scarier than the female ghost in the movie."

The fat man stood up tremblingly.

"Thinking of that face, I'm afraid I won't have any interest in women for nearly a month."

"Miss, you..."

Nishida took a step forward and looked at the woman lying on the ground covered in vomit. He wrinkled his nose. The sour smell penetrated into his nose and he couldn't help retching.

He also drank a lot of wine at the dinner table just now, and it is a little unacceptable to smell the smell now.

"What does he do?"

"Let this woman die!"

"Scared me!"

His arm was pulled by his companion, and in a scolding voice, the man pulled Nishida away.

"Stay away from her, look so ugly and come out to do business, does he think we're blind?"

"Or do you think we're so drunk that we can't tell what she looks like at all?!"

Amid the man's shouting and scolding, a taxi not far away approached, but at this moment, in the opposite alley, two women who were equally scantily clad but dressed in fancy dress appeared.

"Two handsome guys, who can tell me what time it is?" Nishida shivered and looked with Fatty.

With a tall figure, snow-white skin, and heavy makeup on her face, although you can see some fatigue caused by the reversal of day and night, in all fairness, the foundation of the two women in front of them is very good.

"roll roll roll!"

The fat man shouted impatiently.

"I was just scared by an ugly ghost, I have no interest in women now!"

"Ugly?" The woman standing in front was stunned for a moment, but then she looked past the two figures of Nishida and saw the figure lying in the alley.

"It was her."

There was a hint of understanding on the woman's face.

"It turned out to be Rikeko Ito, this woman is very famous."

"Is she your friend?"

The fat man's face sank and asked coldly.

"Friend, we don't have any friends like that."

The woman shook her head.

As she spoke, she got into the fat man's arms, stretched out her palm and patted the man's chest lightly.

"I must have been frightened when I saw her ghostly appearance at night. To be honest, I saw her during the day, and I could have nightmares for a month."

The woman smiled coquettishly, "Handsome guy, do you know how her face turned into the ghostly look it is now?"

"I heard that this woman was a top female student at Kyoto University before she entered our industry. She has a beautiful figure and a high degree, and she has been sought after by countless men."

"Tsk tsk, this kind of experience is what all women yearn for." The woman spoke, but her eyes flashed with inexplicable emotions.

Most women who have gone through like her look down on those high-ranking female white-collar workers, which is an unreasonable disgust.

"and then?"

"How did she become the ghost she is now?" the fat man urged with interest.

"It's too cold outside, why don't we find a warm place... chat slowly."

The woman quietly gave her companion a wink, and the latter got the signal and approached Nishida.

The fat man laughed and opened the taxi door, "Go on, tell me, how did that woman become like this."

"How else can it be?"

"This kind of high-ranking woman likes the most in front of others and behind the other. On the surface, she looks pure like a white peony flower, but she is the most dirty in private."

"I don't give up when I have a boyfriend, and I even hang out with my immediate boss in the company while my boyfriend is on a business trip."

Speaking of which, she suddenly lowered her voice and gave the fat man an ambiguous look, "His boss was sent from the European headquarters."

"As a result, she was caught by her boyfriend on the spot when she was stealing, and then..."

The door was closed and the car started, the sound in the car gradually became inaudible, and the conversation in the car was naturally inaudible to the woman who was far away in the alley.

But for her, she has heard too many similar words.

She shivered and pulled the hem of her clothes. In the cold weather and the wet clothes, the woman's body swayed frantically.

Her hair was covered with vomit and stuck into strands, and she couldn't care about the pain on her body. The woman got up from the ground and was about to leave, but the corner of her eye swept across the corner of her eye.

The rolled banknotes were soaked in sewage, and the color on them could no longer be seen in the dark, but the next second, the woman stretched out her palm without hesitation.

"Snapped!"

Water splashes everywhere.

The sole of a foot appeared and stomped the rolled paper money under it, and at some point, a dark figure appeared in front of the woman.

"Rieko Ito."

The hoarse voice came to her ears, and in an instant, Toshiko Ito felt a chill wrapped around her, as if she had been thrown into the ice water naked, and she was stiff and unable to move.

"The money is yours," she said shiveringly.

"Tsk tsk, what a pity."

The man's voice was cold, but from the steady voice, Ito Rikeko felt a suppressed irritability. She didn't dare to raise her head, and hunched her back to press her head extremely low.

"Are you resentful?"

"Have a grudge on what that man did to you."

"Are you jealous?"

"Jealous about those two lowly women who have more beautiful faces than you?"

A cold, fiery palm pressed against his shoulder, and a bewitching voice penetrated into his ears. At the same time, a power that Rikeko Ito did not understand in his palm penetrated into every corner of his body.

The things she experienced unfolded in front of her eyes like a picture scroll. The emotions she had hidden in her heart broke through the ground, and then she completely ignited the power transmitted from her palm!

"Ha ha!"

"Okay, fine, that's it!"

"Look up and look at me!"

Rikeko Ito raised her head obediently, just like she had done many years ago.

Then, she saw a ferocious face that was red as blood, with eyes wide open and horns on its head.

The emotions in her heart erupted under the oppression, and Rikeko Ito felt a burning pain on her face. She had not experienced such a feeling for a long time.

Immediately afterwards, there seemed to be something on the top of the head that wanted to break the scalp and break the flesh out.

"Right, that is it!"

"From today, Ito Rikeko is dead, I give you a new identity and give you a new power."

"Go."

"Go get revenge on those who hurt you!"

The face turned pale, the first born double-horned fangs protruded, Ito Rikeko's figure flashed, and disappeared into the darkness strangely.

A looming black smoke enveloped the man's body, and the surrounding scenery became less real.

He turned around, and in the dark alley, a wobbly drunk stared at him with wide eyes.

puff!

The next second, the drunkard's body suddenly burst open, and blood splattered, staining the surrounding ground red.

"Blood temperature."

…………

Early in the morning, Roger slowly practiced swordsmanship.

After the initial weirdness, Higashiki Qianxia quickly returned to normal, and then continued to instruct Luo Xie to practice swordsmanship.

Then, she was completely convinced by Roger.

Ordinary swordsmanship is learned and refined, and refined and then mastered.

The pace of progress is terrifyingly fast.

In a few days, the sun and Qianxia were emptied.

Of course, this is just ordinary swordsmanship, the true core inheritance, Ritui Qianxia has always reserved.

Returning the sword to the sheath, Roger put on his shoes and was about to leave when suddenly there was a sound of footsteps.

He raised his head, and from the path towards the main entrance, Higachi Qianxia was walking side by side with a man.

When Roger looked up, the man saw him too.

The man was stunned for a moment, and then he blurted out: "Qianxia, ​​why are there other men in your family?"