Six Eyes Sunuo started as a hunter x hunter

Without exception, none of the people who were sent from various families to investigate the Ryomen Sukuna incident returned.

Most of the shikigami died, and only one escaped back to Kyoto by chance due to his special ability, but after delivering the message, he collapsed into a firefly-like light spot on the spot.

And the message he sent back was not really news.

He just muttered to himself like crazy, "Dead, all dead, everyone..."

"All killed by that guy."

"That...monster."

The people in Kyoto who learned about this fell silent for a while.

This behavior made them feel familiar.

Not long ago, the existence said to be Gojo Kiri made a big fuss in Kyoto, and was regarded as a monster by many people.

Even now, they have begun to change their words and call the other party a god.

And now the guy called Ryomen Sukuna has already made a great reputation outside of Kyoto.

Going a step further... is to enter Kyoto and disrupt the situation here.

And Ryomen Sukuna is also a legendary...ghost god.

Could it be another god?

If the opponent's strength is the same as the demigod who now lives in the shrine...

Is there really anyone in Kyoto who can defeat him?

The previous opponent had already caused great damage to the vitality of each family, and now there is another one...

No one is willing to take the lead to deal with Ryomen Sukuna.

So the matter of how to deal with Ryomen Sukuna came to a standstill.

No family was willing to take action, and when the emperor asked, they all said that there was no one available in their family.

After many excuses, the emperor became impatient.

A group of people can't solve anything, what's the use of them?

So someone put forward his own suggestion.

Don't we all worship a god? Isn't that god now in the human world? Or in a shrine on the top of the mountain not far away.

The purpose of humans building shrines for gods and worshipping them is not to pray for God's protection?

So now, the god who enjoys their worship should be allowed to fight for them.

They thought so and did so.

Go to the shrine to worship, offer gold, silver and jewelry as sacrifices, and then... sincerely ask the existence of the Moon God to take action.

"You want me to fight the two-faced Sukuna?" The white-haired boy sat at the feet of the statue, his legs hanging on the edge of the high platform, holding a box of pearls in his hand.

In his opinion, this box of pearls is not big enough, the luster is not delicate enough, it is not full enough, and the shape is not round enough.

The cheapest pearl jewelry of his mother is in six figures, and the most expensive set is worth tens of millions at the auction house.

Since he was a child, his aesthetic taste has become picky.

"This quality can only be ground into powder for fun." Su Wu curled his lips and put down the box of pearls.

He had a classmate whose family was in the jewelry business. There were a lot of jade materials and pearls. When they were young, the two of them took those pearls and ground them into powder to make the so-called pearl paste.

"Yes, please take action and punish that monster who made trouble." The representative elected by Kyoto politicians kept sweating and asked in a low voice.

His status was neither high nor low.

For such a thing as asking for help, those high-ranking nobles obviously would not send it here to embarrass themselves.

Those of too low status were not qualified to do so.

So after thinking about it, he was the one who was pushed out.

"Hmm." Su Wu's eyes swept over the pile of offerings in front of him, which seemed to be of uneven quality, and a slight sound came out of his nose.

"Do you agree to take action?" The man showed an excited expression.

"No, you can go back." Su Wu flicked his sleeves and overturned the gifts on the table.

They were scattered all over the floor.

"Why... why..." The man's expression was somewhat suppressed and complained, and there was also confusion.

"You built a shrine for me and offered gifts, just because you were too weak and lost to me."

"You did this to ask me to spare the people in Kyoto."

"From the beginning to the end, it was you who asked for help."

"So I have no responsibility to protect you."

The white-haired boy sneered and said without mercy.

"You want to turn me into your thug with some small favors..." He shook his head. "Are you crazy? Or do you think I am really a god or demon who is easily deceived by humans?"

In the stories that have flowed out of Kyoto, there are many stories in which humans deceived gods or demons of their feelings or treasures.

In these stories, the gods and demons are all innocent, simple, generous, and easy to deceive.

"..."The man didn't dare to say anything for a while.

"Get out." The smiling boy changed his appearance in an instant and scolded with a cold face.

Turning faces is like turning over a book.

If you don't leave now, you may not be able to leave.

The man didn't know whether he was pretending or was really too scared, and he crawled out of the shrine.

"I think I know why you act like you know each other." Gojo Haru just walked out slowly from behind the statue.

"If I'm not mistaken, everything he did will be recorded in the history of a thousand years later."

It was recorded as Ryomen Sukuna.

So when they first met, Wu Jun didn't know the other party's name and directly called him Ryomen Sukuna.

"In fact, everything he did in history is the same as everything I have done." Su Wu had no intention of hiding it any further and said it straightforwardly.

"If I hadn't appeared here unexpectedly, he would be the only one with such a record."

"The King of Curses, people and cursed spirits in the future will call him that." He smiled.

"...The King of Curses? This title...it seems that he has caused a lot of trouble." Gojo Haru sighed.

From this title, we can already see how tragic the bloody storm behind it is.

How can you call the other party the king if you are not afraid of being killed and convinced?

In particular, the sorcerer and the cursed spirit unanimously acknowledged this title.

"I don't know the details, I only know that there is such a thing, and...I don't plan to change the future." Su Wu whispered.

"...You who are outside the game don't want to change the future, but we who are in the game can't change the future." Gojo Haru sighed.

"I don't know what my ending is in the historical records?" He asked the boy with a smile.

"...I don't know either." Su Wu shook his head, "I haven't seen any deeds about you."

But I think...I guess he will die.

Because if Ryoumen Sukuna attacks Heian-kyo, Gojo Haru will definitely take action.

And since Sukuna is the biggest winner in the end, Gojo Haru... will definitely die. Gojo Haru has already thought about this. "At this age, it can't be considered an untimely death." Gojo Haru shook his fan, "If only it had happened a few years earlier." Then after his death, he would be considered a premature death. "It would have been great if it had snowed in Kyoto on the day I died." Gojo Haru said with regret. But it is rare to see snow in Kyoto. "If you died unjustly, maybe there would be a miracle of snow in June." Su Wu complained, interrupting Gojo Haru's inexplicable self-pity. People in Heian-kyō are like this, they regard sorrow as beauty, and Gojo Haru is no exception. Even when they die, they want to die sadly and beautifully. But because of Kyoto's geographical location, it may not snow even in the cold winter. This guy is dreaming. "It seems that it is impossible to see this miracle." Gojo Haru shook his head. Because his ending is obviously not an unjust death, but only a death in battle. …

The people of Kyoto ignored everything in the outside world, still singing and dancing, and living a so-called romantic life.

It seemed that all the dangers outside Kyoto were thrown behind their heads.

For them, as long as the danger did not come to them, they did not need to care.

Ryomen Sukuna became more and more famous, and the number of curse masters, onmyoji, sorcerers, cursed spirits, and demons who died at his hands increased.

The number of his enemies and followers was also increasing.

But obviously, the number of enemies far exceeded his followers.

Anyone who ran into him, no matter what race, could not escape death.

It can be said that he was against the whole world with his own strength.

Some villages hated him to the core, and some villages built shrines for him and worshipped him as a god.

Many demons were even killed.

It seemed that he had finally killed almost all the non-humans in the outside world, and his eyes were set on Kyoto again.

Almost all the powerful people in the world lived in Kyoto.

"According to the news from others, Ryomen Sukuna is heading towards Kyoto with his men." Gojo Haru shared the news he got from others.

There are still a few people in Kyoto who are paying attention to Ryomen Sukuna's movements, and they are always on guard against the other party's attack on Kyoto.

Facts have proved that their precautions are correct, and Ryomen Sukuna really came.

"In fact, there is only one opponent, Sukuna."

"He won't let others take action, so as not to be bored." Su Wu said carelessly.

"He doesn't bring many people, just a few." Gojo Haru didn't care much.

"Fortunately, I notified those guys from Inuyama in advance not to come out during this period, otherwise it would be unlucky..." Hongyan said with fear on the side.

They are dog demons, and their luck is not good.

Due to their personality, they are very easy to cause trouble.

If they meet the guy named Ryomen Sukuna, they might be eaten directly.

Suddenly, there was an ecstatic cheer from outside.

"I figured it out! We finally figured it out!"

"The barrier specially researched according to the requirements! It's finally done!"

After a messy sound of footsteps, a group of people with messy clothes and hair, who looked like they hadn't taken care of it for a while, appeared at the door.

"Hurry up, we have made the barrier you want!" They announced loudly.

For a moment, they also forgot the so-called etiquette.

They looked like a group of lunatics.

When they first appeared, they were all elegant and noble nobles who cared about their appearance.

"Let me see the effect." Su Wu walked out of the house neatly and followed them outside.

"The barrier made according to your requirements will produce poisonous fog inside the barrier, and it is divided into two spaces. After stepping into the torii, you will enter the first space. Those who enter it will be poisoned, lose their way, and die in the first space."

"The shrine is located in the second space, so there is no need to worry about it being affected."

"And the bodies of creatures that died in the first space will become the source of energy to maintain the barrier..."

"Therefore, we need to draw a formation, starting from the torii, all the way to the inside of the shrine..."

A group of people shared their ideas about the barrier.

"Very good, then let's start drawing the formation." Su Wu clapped his hands and urged them.

"Get well soon and set up the barrier, so you can leave soon, right?" He said with a smile.

A group of people couldn't help but burst into tears.

God knows how much they want to leave. They dare not sleep in this damn place.

They dream about how to set up the barrier, for fear that they might die here.

The food is not good, just a little better than eating raw meat and drinking blood.

If they didn't know that they couldn't escape at all, some people would have run away.

"Congratulations, I think this mountain should be renamed Wushan in the future." Gojo Haru joked.

After the barrier is set up, the mountain is covered with thick fog all year round, so it is reasonable to rename it Wushan.

And this name can also show who is the owner of the mountain.

Wujun, Wushan.

And the name of the shrine is-Mirino Shrine.

"Not impossible." Su Wu touched his chin and thought seriously.

He didn't care what the mountain was called.

Anyway, changing the name is commonplace. Even if it is called Wushan now, it is not certain what it will be called a thousand years later.

It is uncertain whether this mountain will still exist after a thousand years.

"Humans really like to give names to things..." Hong Yan said while patting the ball with his head down.

When he was sleeping on the mountain, every human he met would give him a name when he saw him.

From Xiaobai Dabai to Baiyu Chiyan...

Everyone has a different name.

And Hong Yan usually disdains those humans.

He has his own name, why does he need humans to do it again?

The eyes of the two puppies on the side followed the ball up and down.

"No future." Hong Yan patted the ball hard and threw it out.

The two puppies couldn't restrain their instincts and chased after it.

"Most humans only give names to things they think belong to them." Gojo Haru said.

Although there are also some people who want to name something when they see it... talents.

"Things that belong to you? Ah, humans are really selfish and possessive." Hong Yan couldn't help but sigh.

It turns out that those humans who gave him names all regarded him as their own possession and wanted to take him away.

No wonder... He thought those humans had seen through his identity as a demon.

"Speaking of which, those two little girls have average talent. No matter how much they practice, they won't be that strong." Hong Yan's eyes signaled the two panting little girls beside him.

From the quiet appearance of the noble Ji Jun at the beginning, to the sweaty, tied-up hair, and determined appearance now, it can even be said that she has completely changed.

Perhaps it's because they are visibly darker.

If at the beginning they looked like white and tender flowers in the homes of nobles who never see the sun all year round, then now they look like village children who can be seen everywhere on the roadside like weeds.

"I don't need them to be strong, just obedient is enough."

"They are just like you, just the mountain guards I chose." Su Wu said indifferently.

One mountain guarding dog demon, two mountain guards, is enough.

"They can't guard for long..." Hong Yan whispered in disbelief.

Weak and short-lived humans are of no use.