The moon was high in the sky, and in the grove in the backyard of the Suphan Hotel, there was total silence, not even the chirping of insects or birds.
Several hotel staff fell to the ground, not breathing for a long time. Their pupils were gray, their faces were covered with black lines, their mouths were wide open, and their expressions were extremely frightened.
The big fox was standing under a palm tree, its fur was messy, there was a trace of blood hanging from the corner of its mouth, and it was staring at its opponent fiercely.
Not far from it, stood a middle-aged man with gray hair and sinister eyes. A cruel sneer hung on the corner of his mouth, and he was holding a fan-like object in his hand.
I don’t know what material this fan is made of, but it is painted in pitch black with a bright yellow chrysanthemum painted on the fan.
The fan pendant is a bronze bell, which is making a gentle tinkling sound in the night wind.
At this time, the middle-aged man spoke, his voice was gloomy and a little harsh:
"Hu Diehua, Miss Hu from Lushan, what am I going to say? How can a demon god be born in a place like Siam where spiritual energy is thin?"
The big fox spat out a mouthful of blood, with stern eyes and a hateful tone:
"Who are you? You can't be Shigeta Shinichi. He was already in his dying years 30 years ago and was seriously injured. There is no way he is alive today."
The middle-aged man covered his face with a fan, laughed loudly, and said in a crazy tone:
"Hahaha, my name is Shigeta Musashi. I am his son. After I ate my father, I became like him~"
A strong look of disgust flashed in the big fox's eyes, and his tone was contemptuous:
"You Japanese people are really worse than animals~"
Shigeta Musashi disagreed, but said in a arrogant tone:
“Natural selection, survival of the fittest, my father has now become a part of me, which is equivalent to still living in this world.
And I inherited his power and memory, so I can be so powerful, Hu Diehua, give up resistance, become my shikigami, and stand on the top of the world with me~"
"Bah! You are daydreaming, you silly Japanese dog. You must survive tonight first!"
The big fox's tone was cold and extremely contemptuous. Shigeta Musashi's expression became gloomy, purple light flashed in his eyes, and his tone was cold:
"If you don't drink a toast, you'll have to drink wine as a penalty, Hu Diehua, you are no match for me at all. My Vajra Barrier and your illusion cannot penetrate it.
Be obedient and be my shikigami, otherwise, I won’t care about turning your corpse into a demon corpse. As for your soul, Jie Jie Jie~”
Although Shigeta Musashi is arrogant, he is telling the truth. The Shigeta clan is a family of onmyojis. They have an evil skill. Father and son kill each other to inherit their magic power and memory.
32 years ago, when we were outside the customs, the big fox and his father had a fierce fight, and the result was that both sides suffered losses.
However, the Shigeta Musashi in front of him was much more powerful than his father, especially the soul-summoning fan in his hand, which was one of the three great artifacts of the Jiuju sect and was specially designed to restrain spirits.
The big fox is no match for him, but it will definitely not settle for an ignoble existence. It still has ways to perish together.
A trace of despair flashed in Miss Hu's eyes, and she couldn't help but glance in the direction where Du Weiguo was retreating, feeling a trace of reluctance in her heart.
"Ho ho ho~"
Shigeta Musashi smiled unscrupulously, his tone extremely proud:
"No need to wait, that little gunman who can only jump up and down, I will take you to him in a minute. If you like him, I can make him into a living corpse, all the time~"
"call out!"
A shrill sound broke through the air, interrupting Shigeta Musashi's chatter. The small Tang sword shining dimly seemed to be shot from the void.
"Qiang!"
In the flash of lightning, Shigeta Musashi waved the soul-calling fan in his hand and blocked the small Tang sword that was like a meteor.
This guy does have the arrogance. His skills are superb, and his skills are not weak at the same time. He is not a squishy mage, but he can be regarded as a high-end talent with both magic and martial arts.
At this time, Du Weiguo used the Nine Nether Locks to fly continuously, falling from the sky like a night owl, reached out to catch the Xiaotang Sword, and stood firmly on the ground.
Standing tall and straight, Yuan Ting stood tall. When he saw Du Weiguo, the big fox's eye circles heated up and he almost cried.
Du Weiguo glanced at the embarrassed big fox and the blood at the corner of his mouth. His eyes suddenly flashed with dangerous light, and his tone was as sharp as a knife:
"Gan! You Japanese bastard, you dare to hurt my big fox. If I don't bury you today, I will change my name to Izanagi from now on!"
"Pfft!"
The moved big fox was directly amused by Du Weiguo.
Du Weiguo is really a loser. Izanagi is the father-god of Japan. According to legend, even Amaterasu is his daughter.
Shigeta Musashi's face was ashen and his tone was gloomy:
"Haha, that sharp-tongued person, I underestimate you, but that's fine. After all, it's the target that the sect master asked me to solve. There must be an explanation~"
After finishing speaking, Shigeta Musashi muttered a few words silently quickly, shook the fan in his hand suddenly, and the copper bell hanging from the fan suddenly made a rapid ringing sound, which was fascinating.
At this time, the big fox's eyes showed a hint of cunning and joy, while Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows and looked at Shigeta Musashi who was chanting a mantra and shaking his fan as if he was an idiot.
Du Weiguo was confident and had no fear of his strange methods.
Looking at the posture of this god, it seems that the helplessness is a mental level magic. If even the advanced spiritual barrier can't stop it, then this guy has already been invincible in the world.
As for the physical aspect, if you use it at will, no matter what method you use, Du Weiguo is confident that he will follow up and beat him into a piece of shit with his backhand.
This is also true. After a rapid ringing, Du Weiguo's mind just shook slightly and he felt a little bored.
On the opposite side, Shigeta Musashi's face turned pale in an instant, and he spurted out a mouthful of smelly black blood. Then he hugged his head with both hands, bleeding from seven holes, his body trembled violently, and he fell backwards.
"No, that's it?"
Du Weiguo curled his lips and couldn't help but complain.
At this moment, the big fox's eyes sharpened, and like a red lightning, it rushed towards Shigeta Musashi.
When he was in mid-air, his sharp claws had been stretched out, and his big dark red eyes were staring at his throat, but a black light was a minute faster than her.
"puff!"
The small Tang knife was nailed to the forehead of Shigeta Musashi who was falling, and it made a harsh "sizzling" sound, like the sound of fat meat being fried in a hot pan.
A few drops of dark red and smelly blood splashed, almost hitting the big fox, and it screamed in fear.
When the big fox was in mid-air, it changed direction and passed by Shigeta Musashi with a swish.
"Plop~"
Shigeta Musashi's body hit the ground heavily, and the big fox landed almost at the same time. It roared angrily:
"Du Weiguo, what are you doing? His blood almost splashed on my face."
Du Weiguo did not answer the big fox immediately, but frowned, covered his head, his face turned pale, and stood motionless.
The big fox was immediately frightened, and hurriedly ran to Du Weiguo's shoulder, asking in an anxious tone:
"Du Weiguo, what's wrong with you? Are you injured?"
After a while, Du Weiguo slowly exhaled, twisted his neck, waved his hands gently, and said in a calm tone:
"It's okay. I just rushed back in a hurry and ran too hard. I stretched my muscles a bit!"
Upon hearing this, the big fox's face suddenly showed an expression of shame, and his tone was sarcastic:
"I'm sorry, Du Da, I, I held you back~"
Du Weiguo smiled, stroked the big fox's fur lovingly, and said in a joking tone:
"Hu Da, why are you being so polite? I raised you. If I touch you, wouldn't it be like slapping me in the face? I am the evil god, don't I want to lose face?"
"Tch! Stinky fart."
The big fox replied weakly, but did not deny that he was raised by Du Weiguo. Pua Miss Hu has already achieved initial results.
Du Weiguo walked up to Shigeta Musashi, pulled out the small Tang sword from his forehead, vigorously shook off the dark blood stains on it, and asked in a contemptuous tone:
"Hu Da, what is the origin of this Japanese weakling? He is obviously so weak, but he still shouts so arrogantly? He is pretending to be a man of five."
"weak?"
The big fox rolled his eyes and murmured in a sad tone:
"You are clearly a monster yourself, and yet you still call someone weak. His name is Shigeta Musashi. He is much more powerful than that Glass Dragon. He can beat the Glass Dragon at least three times without stopping!"
Du Weiguo couldn't believe it and smacked his mouth:
"For such a weakling, he can hit Li Long three times? No, right? He was already bleeding from all his orifices even if I didn't move. Even if I don't hit him with a knife, he probably won't be able to hold on."
Miss Hu glanced at Du Weiguo, as if she had lingering fears, trembled with excitement, and whispered in a faint tone:
"Duda, your destiny is so special. There are no taboos. It seems that you are protected by the gods. Anyone who uses illusions or other methods against you will be counterattacked.
The stronger the spell, the stronger the backlash. This guy can be regarded as an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years, but he was killed by the backlash of his own soul-stirring spell. Fortunately, I didn't~"
"Really? So I'm so cool! By the way, what's the point of this dark fan? It doesn't look like a vulgar thing."
Du Weiguo changed the topic without leaving any trace, "Bullshit God's protection, I am a son of luck, protected by a systematic father, but he is indeed a little interested in this black fan."
Searching for trophies, commonly known as touching corpses, is a fine tradition that Du Weiguo has never forgotten.
With a slight roll of Jiuyou Shuttle, the black fan came into his hand. Du Weiguo gently flicked the bronze bell on the pendant of the fan, with a relaxed movement and a casual tone.
However, the big fox on the shoulder really looked like it was facing a formidable enemy, with a look of fear in its eyes, all the hair on its body exploded, and it screamed:
"Don't touch it, this is a soul-summoning fan, an extremely dirty and evil magic weapon!"
"Soul-calling fan? It sounds pretty fierce, doesn't it?"
Du Weiguo was just about to show off and wanted to play the bell again, but he felt a pain in his shoulder. The big fox may have been too nervous, and his claws were already embedded in his flesh.
"don't want!"
The big fox roared in a sharp voice, his body trembling a little. Du Weiguo's face became serious and his voice was calm:
"Is it so evil? Hu Da, are you afraid of this thing?"
"Well, this thing is stained with at least a thousand innocent souls, and the essence and blood of 12 babies are sacrificed every year. It is extremely harmful, seductive, and most damaging to the Taoism~"
Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo threw the black fan at Shigeta without hesitation and curled his lips in disgust:
"Since this thing is so sinister and vicious, there is no need to continue to stay in the world."
After finishing speaking, Du Weiguo took out a white phosphorus incendiary bomb from his lower back, unlatched the safety bomb without hesitation, and threw it on top of the fan.
The Nine Nether Shuttle shot out with electricity and hooked a palm tree. Du Weiguo's figure suddenly rose into the sky like a night owl. With the pale white flames soaring into the sky, there seemed to be countless innocent souls crying in his ears!
The big fox sat on Du Weiguo's shoulder, feeling the strong night wind and the thrill of flying. He couldn't help but be dazzled and almost wanted to ride the wind back.
A few minutes later, before the Natchai police arrived, a dusty BMW left the Suphan Hotel at night. After entering the city, the car left Natchai City without stopping.
Damn it, I can’t do it without leaving!
Dozens of horrific ninja corpses were lying scattered around the hotel. This kind of shocking case would be taken seriously no matter where it was!
It is better to do less than to do more, to brush off your clothes when things are done, and to do good deeds without leaving your name. This is the consistent code of conduct of Du Daguan.
Since then, the business of the unlucky Suphan Hotel has plummeted, and various urban legends have become rampant.
It is said that this is the entrance to the sealed demon world. Later, it was destroyed by the damn Japanese. They released a peerless evil god, killed all the Japanese, and imprisoned their souls here forever.
Siamese people are extremely superstitious to begin with, and in addition, many Japanese ninjas did die in this place, and one was burned to ashes. The scene was horrifying.
Anyway, no one dared to stay here since then. In the end, the local people had to knock down the hotel and rebuild a temple.
At midnight, on a quiet and deserted road, a black BMW with no headlights on, like a ghost car, was speeding and running through the night.
Fortunately, Du Weiguo now has a free driver, so he is quite leisurely. At this moment, he is lying on the back seat with his eyes closed and relaxing.
The big fox was sitting in the passenger seat, and the driver was the only remaining ninja wearing a purple half-arm. She was a woman. After taking off her mask, she looked pretty.
Du Weiguo didn't kill her, of course, not out of pity for her, but mainly because he wanted the big fox to dig out her memory and take the time to completely uproot the lingering Jiuju family.
As the saying goes, only three things can happen. This group of treacherous ghosts, snakes, and gods have attacked me three times in a row. The clay figurine is still a little angry, let alone the murderous Du Weiguo?
It's rude to come and go without reciprocating. It is said that the cherry blossoms in Japan are very beautiful in spring. Du Weiguo is also planning to go to Edo Castle to enjoy the flowers and cut off a few heads to add to the fun!
Du Weiguo rested his head on his arm, changed into a more comfortable position, and said calmly:
"Hu Da, it is said that every year in March, there is the most beautiful cherry blossom season in Edo Castle in Japan. How about we go to Japan to enjoy the flowers?"
