Demon Hunter and His Hut

The white figure became as thin as a piece of paper in the night wind, and then pierced through the darkness at an extremely fast speed.

Immediately afterwards, Kazuo Aoki pulled out a paper figurine the size of a slap from somewhere. The workmanship of the figurine looked very rough and could only identify the basic shape. As for the appearance, clothing, etc., it was all vague.

He clasped the paper figure in his hands, and when he separated again, a blue light flashed past and a figure appeared beside him.

Roger opened his eyes and saw the delicate and slightly old-fashioned face. The woman in front of him was extremely beautiful, but it gave people an unreal feeling, as if he had stepped out of the picture scroll.

At this moment, there was a vibration from the distant red light, Kazuo Aoki's face changed, he groaned, and the woman standing beside him spoke.

"Xiao Zhi is dead."

"So fast?"

What Kazuo Aoki just performed should be one of the onmyoji techniques, which can infuse the paper figurines made with special techniques with spiritual power and control them to complete various tasks.

That little Zhi was so fast that it was obviously more suitable for some detection activities, but the fact that it was destroyed as soon as it approached was enough to show the power of this Prajna.

"It's him, and the female ghost. She went to the East, and part of Xiaozhi's body stayed on that woman's body."

"She'll be handed over to you!" Kazuo Aoki shouted, jumped out of the railing, the woman standing beside him approached, passed through his armpit and chest from behind, pressed against his back, and hugged him.

The woman's body became light, except for the head and hands that were kept, the rest of the body spread out to both sides, turning into a pair of wide paper wings.

Kazuo Aoki's body fell down quickly. Although it was late at this time, there were still some pedestrians coming and going on the street.

But the strange thing is that everyone seems to be unable to see Kazuo Aoki and the woman behind him.

Roger looked at Rigaku Qianxia who was wearing a strong suit, and Rigaku Qianxia also looked at him.

After about three seconds of silence, Roger shrugged and spread his palms, "Don't look at me."

"I can't fly."

Roger noticed that the corners of Higuchi Chika's eyes seemed to twitch, but she quickly returned to normal.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

After muttering in a low voice, Higuchi Qianxia took out a small piece of paper. Spiritual energy surged around her, and she stretched out her index finger and tapped the piece of paper.

A cyan light flashed across the piece of paper. This power was very familiar, and it was obviously sealed in it by Kazuo Aoki.

"follow me!"

Before the words could be said, Rimu Qianxia's body had already swept out, and on top of her head, a small piece of paper unfolded and turned into a butterfly.

Although the butterfly looks small, it is very fast, but because the two have no ability to fly, it took a little time to come from the top of the building to the ground.

Pedestrians who came and went couldn't seem to see the butterflies floating on top of Higashi Qianxia's head, while Higachi Qianxia drove directly with Roger and ran all the way under the leadership of the butterflies.

The atmosphere in the carriage was a little depressing. Roger took a deep breath and said, "Uh, I'm sorry, I couldn't be of much help just now. To be honest, I'm not interested in onmyoji..."

"It's okay, it's not your fault."

Higurashi Qianxia looked ahead, "I didn't communicate with you in advance.

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"That day in the shallow water love's house, I saw that you could release onmyoji in a very short time without a sign, so I thought you could use the paper figurine with the power sealed in advance to easily cross the distance to get to where we want."

Roger nodded.

To be honest, when Kazuo Aoki chose such a place at first, he really thought that guy was just trying to pretend.

Stand tall and see far.

After finding the trace of Prajna, you can use the power in flight to reach the target area at an extremely fast speed.

Seemingly simple arrangements, but also considered interlocking.

More importantly, the brief contact allowed Roger to see some of the mysteries of Onmyoji. The practitioners of the sunrise used energy many times more than those of the extraordinary people in the West.

"It should be too late!"

At sunset, Qianxia stepped on the accelerator, the weather was cold, the street was a little deserted, and there were not too many vehicles, she was galloping all the way. Finally stopped after reaching a certain area.

Opening the car door, Higuchi Qianxia followed the paper butterfly floating in the air into the residential area.

Roger and the others had already deviated from the city at this time. It was a hill outside the suburbs. From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, rows of houses were built according to the trend.

It looks pleasant, but this area is just where ordinary workers from the lower and middle classes live.

In the distance, Roger also saw a figure fall from the treetops into the courtyard.

"There she is!"

The two quickened their pace.

Before she could get close, Ritsu Qianxia suddenly opened her mouth, her aura surged, and her spiritual power burst out after being compressed.

"Rieko Ito!"

Roger stood beside Higuchi Chika, but he could hardly hear the scolding from her mouth. Her voice was very thin, but it penetrated directly into Ito Rikeko's ears.

The woman's figure staggered, couldn't help holding her head, and fell to the ground in pain.

With this little time buffer, the two of them have already crossed the distance of more than ten meters and climbed over the courtyard wall.

At this moment, the stack of paper floating on the top of Higuchi Qianxia's head suddenly exploded, and the shreds of paper shrouded the entire area like powder.

Higurashi Qianxia dodged and stopped in front of the house door.

"Rieko Ito." She breathed steadily.

"do you still remember me?"

A thin figure curled up on the ground, black hair covering her face.

Roger did not step forward, but stood close to the courtyard wall, and slowly drew the sword from his back.

The samurai of the sunrise were accustomed to carrying their weapons around their waists or in their hands, but for the witcher, Roger was more accustomed to drawing his sword from behind.

Although it was only a temporary mission, what surprised Roger was that the weapon that Sunset Qianxia gave him was not an iron.

The blade radiated a faint glow in the moonlight, and Roger clenched the weapon in his hand. His movements seemed casual, but he was able to attack immediately when faced with emergencies.

This is the basic swordsmanship of Qiushui Liu, which has now been completely digested by Roger and integrated into his own understanding.

"Chuck, cluck."

The figure lying on the ground let out a weird laugh, and that sound reminded Roger of some kind of creature that hunted at night.

"You may not know me anymore, but I still know you." Ritsu Qianxia sighed.

"I found out the tragic things that happened to you back then. You were kidnapped, insulted, and disfigured. It's not your fault."

The weapon in the hands of Higuchi Chixia was lying in front of him, but he did not draw it out. Roger felt a little strange about his attitude.

"I know you didn't kill those people."

Sunset Qianxia said, "Only Chi Prajna will dismember the killed person and smear the entire space with blood."

"If it's you." Ritsu Qianxia took a step forward.

"You'll just dig out their hearts."

"So your transformation shouldn't be complete, still in a generative state, look up and show me your face."

"You may still have a chance to turn back."

Roger suddenly realized that when Kazuo Aoki left earlier, he had left a stack of documents. He casually looked at it, but because of the limited information he had, he didn't see much from it.

Generation is a special state. The transformation of ordinary people into Prajna is an extremely rapid process, but there is a very small chance in this process. The transforming person stays in the middle process because of the little conscience left in his heart.

This non-human, non-ghost state is called becoming.

Normally, once the transformation begins, it is irreversible. Although a woman in the state of becoming, still retains a bit of human reason, it is more of a chaotic desire for destruction.

When they kill the first person with their own hands, the process of transformation will be completed. White Prajna comes from the jealousy and resentment of a woman who often likes to dig out the victim's heart.

Only by swallowing the fresh heart can relieve the pain in their hearts.

It is precisely because of this that Higuchi Qianxia made a judgment.

Listening to her meaning, this woman will later become an ugly street girl, all because of an accident when she was young.

Hijacking, insulting and disfiguring.

Roger had a hard time imagining what the woman had been through in the first place.

The perpetrators cut off her last chance for a normal life.

From beginning to end, the thin figure always knelt on the ground without raising his head.

She was wearing a worn nightgown that didn't look like something a young woman would wear.

Has life fallen to this level?

She doesn't even have a piece of clothing that fits her heart.

Roger thought silently, in the dim moonlight, his pupils shrunk into a line, his eyes moved down, and he saw the woman's cracked soles and rough ankles.

"Chuck, cluck."

A head full of black hair covered the woman's face. After listening to Rigoku Qianxia's words, she just smiled in a low voice, and her body slowly arched.

The bony back exposed thick vertebral joints, and the thin pajamas were draped over it, which looked like the thin skin of a hungry beast.

The head buried in the chest slowly lifted up, and a pair of yellow sharp corners protruded little by little in the dark messy hair.

Seeing the sharp horns on the woman's head, Ritui Qianxia's figure suddenly froze, and the soles of her feet were suddenly retracted.

"You are not Ito."

"Who are you?!"

The woman covered half of her face with a large robe, revealing only a pair of green eyes, and a deep imprint on her forehead, she giggled.

"Ito?"

"Are you talking about the useless woman?"

"I feel ashamed for her, giggles."

The woman's eyes were squinted together and bent into an exaggerated half-moon shape. Just looking at these eyes, you would think she was smiling, but the cold murderous intent revealed in her pupils.

"Ha ha ha ha."

She seemed unable to restrain her laughter, her hands spread apart, revealing half of her face below.

A weird smile.

The corners of the eyebrows and eyes, as well as the split mouth, all maintained a cheerful expression, but in this smiling face, Higurashi Qianxia couldn't see any joy, some were just crazy and cruel.

At this moment, a baby's cry suddenly came from the house behind her. Hearing this sound, the woman in front of her suddenly became manic.

Sun Twilight Qianxia's face changed.

"Smile Prajna!"

Higurashi Qianxia snorted, and the weapon in her hand slashed towards the woman's neck.

"Bitch!"

"The man who seduced me and hurt my child, I'm going to kill you!"

The cry of the baby drove the woman completely mad, the nails on her hands skyrocketed by nearly half a meter, and the curved black claws waved and swept toward the sunset and Qianxia.

"Dangdangdang!"

The sound of dense metal collisions came, and the sun set and Qianxia swung a dozen swords in a few seconds, and sparks lit up in the dark night.

Instantly forcing the woman back in front of him, Higuchi Qianxia took a deep breath.

【mouse】

In the dark night, there were dense sword lights flashing, and finally all the sword lights converged into one point, forming a hazy bird beak.

This is the second time Roger has seen Sunset Qianxia perform this move. The move itself is not complicated. With Roger's comprehension, as long as he goes back and tries a few more times, he should be able to perform it reluctantly.

The real core of the available moves should be the way energy is used, which cannot be learned by observing it with the naked eye.

The sharp claws that the woman was protecting in front of her were broken open by Rigoku Qianxia, ​​and two long nails were broken.

But after winning the sword, she did not continue to expand the victory, but drew the sword and flew back.

In the next second, a gust of black wind whistled, and the woman's arm swung past at an incredible angle. If Qianxia took a step slower, the waving claws would have already landed on her.

Being pierced through the heart by a sword, the woman didn't seem to have any effect, but she stepped forward to attack several times in a row, but she failed to get any advantage from Rigaku Qianxia's hands, instead there were a few more holes in her body.

The cry of the baby in the room became more and more intense, and the woman's smiling face flashed a ferocious look, but in the end she retreated violently and rushed towards the courtyard wall not far away.

At this moment, Roger, who had been waiting for a long time, jumped out of the shadow of the courtyard wall.

"Get out of the way, you are not her opponent!"

Sun Twilight Qianxia's face changed greatly.

After days of practicing swordsmanship, Roger has accumulated a little bit of experience. How could he give up this rare opportunity to fight?

After all, more comprehension means that he has the opportunity to comprehend more sword marks, and then complete the mountain trial.

Seeing that Roger didn't listen to the advice, Higuchi Qianxia felt anxious. The next second, the light of the weapon in her hand exploded, and surging power poured out from the sword.

In an instant, Ritui Qianxia rushed out almost like a teleportation. Her posture was a bit strange, but the aura on her body was extremely fierce.

【One word cut】

"Broken corners!"

Sun Twilight Qianxia snorted, and before Roger had time to attack, he saw a flash of sword light, and the horns on the smiling woman's head snapped.

The horns were cut off, the woman howled in pain, and a yellow substance like blood flowed from the fracture.

She was even powerless to run, her figure was paralyzed like dough, her hands covered her face and it turned into a mass of mud, leaving only a tattered robe.

Roger squeezed the hilt of the sword in his hand and put down his weapon in a slump.

After holding it for so long, and waiting for this moment, you let me watch it?

The feeling of being forced to fight back made him very uncomfortable, but as soon as he regained his senses, he saw a pretty face covered in frost directly in front of him.

"Do you know how dangerous it was just now?"

Higurashi Qianxia said with a worried look.

Seeing the girl's sincere eyes, Roger thought for a while, and abruptly suppressed his desire to fight.

Okay, I'll bear with it.

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