Chapter 13 Never Give Up
The eerie laughter echoed in the cave, and the entire space seemed to tremble with it, and the chill condensed in the air penetrated into the bone marrow.
"Haha~ Since you are here, just stay!" The female ghost said in a distorted voice.
She waved her sleeves lightly, and the black hair wrapped around the cave wall seemed to come alive, twisting like a poisonous snake and attacking the two of them at an astonishing speed.
Busikawa and You Xiaohun retreated violently, like two gusts of wind, and instantly dispersed to both sides.
The flying hair kept attacking him, and Busei couldn't help but take the first step. Several strands of black hair broke off, and the broken hair turned into insects that pounced on him, and he chopped the insects into pieces again.
You Xiaohun reminded: "Don't cut the hair unless it's absolutely necessary, otherwise there will be too many insects and we won't be able to handle it."
"Need I tell you! This damn blood demon art will never end!" Busei was annoyed.
You Xiaohun quickly raised his hand, and a series of fire attack spells flashing with blazing light cut through the air and shot towards the female ghost accurately, instantly enveloping her in a sea of fire.
However, in front of the female ghost, countless strands of hair instantly surged up like a black wave, completely dissolving You Xiaohun's attack. The air was then filled with a burnt smell, which was the mark left by the hair being touched by flames.
As the hair gradually retreated, like layers of veil being peeled back, the ghost's face, twisted with rage, was exposed. Her hands trembled as she held her cheeks, her bulging eyes staring as if about to pop out of their sockets. She locked eyes with You Xiaohun and screamed shrilly, "Ah! My hair! How dare you burn my hair? Give it back to me!"
Seeing this, Busukawa quickly formed a response strategy in his mind, and then said to You Xiaohun in a deep voice: "This won't work. Wait, you cover me, I'll go chop this damn ghost!"
Upon hearing this, You Xiaohun followed behind without any hesitation. Her hands flew again, and fire attack talismans continued to emerge from her palms like gorgeous fireworks.
He blocked the strands of hair that attempted to attack him one by one, burning them all to ashes, and the smell of burning became stronger and stronger in the air.
Just as the female ghost roared again, trying to break through the fire net with a thick hair attack, Busikawa had already jumped across the remaining distance like an arrow from a bow. The Nichirin Blade in his hand flashed with a cold light, as if it could cut through all the evil in the world.
"Die, evil ghost!" Busei roared, and gathered all his strength on the tip of the sword. "Breath of Wind, Form Eight, First Fierce Wind Slash!" The sword was swung out with a sound of breaking through the air, and went straight for the female ghost's neck.
When the female ghost saw this, a trace of fear flashed in her eyes, and then she curled up a barely visible smile. "Crack!" A crisp breaking sound was heard, and the female ghost's head fell down and rolled to the ground.
At this moment, the battle situation was like a storm, changing rapidly.
The hair was as thin as a gossamer and suddenly attacked Busokawa at a speed that was difficult to capture with the naked eye. He reacted quickly and tried his best to swing his sword to block it, but countless hairs still broke through the defense line and cut the skin like a sharp blade. Blood splattered and inadvertently dyed the trembling palm of You Xiaohun beside him red.
Busei's neck was also entangled by the hair, and when the danger was imminent, the female ghost's attack suddenly slowed down.
He didn't dare to swing the knife to cut off the hair on his neck. If the hair mutated into insects, it would bite off his neck in an instant.
At the same time, just when You Xiaohun thought that the female ghost had been chopped to death, she saw that Busikawa was in danger, but she felt the female ghost's hair attacking her from behind, and the distance was very close.
This scene is a brilliant plan that kills two birds with one stone. Time seems to freeze at this moment.
You Xiaohun was caught in a dilemma. If she used the fire attack talisman to save Busikawa, she would have no time to save herself.
She made a decision in an instant, and resolutely raised her hand and raised the fire attack talisman, which flew towards the Undying River.
A thought came to his mind, "The fire virtue of heaven and earth, all things are burned to ashes. By the order of the ancestors, please! Fire attack here. Hurry and obey the command."
"You Xiaohun!" Busikawa roared, his eyes full of disbelief and anxiety.
At this moment, You Xiaohun seemed to have stepped into another dimension of time and space. Everything around her slowed to a crawl, and all was silent. Her thoughts drifted away, and the faces of her grandfather, Zirong, and Chishoulang emerged one by one, along with the resolute yet slightly pale face of Busikawa. In this life-or-death moment, she seemed to see the face of her sworn brother: "Xiaohun, never give up on your beliefs!"
"I'm so tired, really... It wouldn't be bad to die like this!!!" Then, she suddenly came back to her senses, and an indomitable strength surged in her heart. She raised her bloody hand, and the blood on her palm instantly turned into a complicated spell, forming a solid barrier to block the fatal blow.
Although the remaining hair still scratched her skin, she and Busei took the opportunity to get away from the female ghost.
"Hehehe~" The female ghost slowly connected her head and body with her hair, her movements revealing a morbid elegance.
"Thin blood! You are the thinnest of the thin blood, so delicious, I will suck you dry, hehehe~" Her eyes flashed with greed and intoxication, and the drops of blood on the ground that had not yet dried were greedily swallowed up by her hair.
You Xiaohun stared at the blood that had not yet dried on her palm, recalling that the Taoist magic just now would not have been as powerful if her blood had not been used. Her gaze turned to Busei-kawa, her eyes full of surprise.
Busikawa raised a playful smile at the corner of his mouth and said provocatively to the greedy female ghost: "Hmph~ Disgusting female ghost, you really want my blood, right? Come on~" Before he finished speaking, he had casually cut a gash on his arm, and the bright red blood flowed slowly like a stream, but he did not show any pain.
You Xiaohun was stunned, then understood what was going on. He used his own blood as bait, and thinking of the scars all over his body, it turned out that this man had always used this method to kill ghosts.
The female ghost was clearly a bit out of her mind. "Hehehe~, you guys think you can kill me just like that!? Although I'm not one of the Twelve Demon Moons, I've survived under that master for a hundred years. I've eaten more people than you've eaten rice. How could I be a simple minion!?"
Fine beads of sweat oozed from Busei's forehead. Indeed, after the confrontation just now, he was sure that her strength was no less than that of the Lower Moon. With the addition of her strange blood demon art, her strength was even close to that of the Upper Moon.
An expression of irrepressible excitement appeared on his face, and he whispered, "I've waited for so long, and finally here comes someone who can fight. I hope you won't let me down!"
Seeing this, You Xiaohun grabbed his arm and whispered, "What do you want?"
He whispered his thoughts: "I'll find a way to hold her back. Her true form isn't this. Go find her true form."
You Xiaohun nodded in agreement: "Well, be careful!"
Upon hearing this, Busei frowned slightly and nodded: "I understand!" Then, he turned his gaze firmly to the female ghost: "You too!"
You Xiaohun was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and replied softly: "Of course!"
While the female ghost was attracted by the blood of Busei, she squatted down, formed seals with her hands, closed her eyes and concentrated, and whispered: "Heavenly Eye, open!" Then she closed her eyes and put her hands on the hair on the ground.
She saw pictures slowly unfolding in her mind:
Under the moonlight, the man gently handed the woman an exquisite wooden comb, his eyes gleaming with sincerity. "This is for you. Your hair is as black as the night sky and as thick as a waterfall. It's truly beautiful and deserves the best care." The woman shyly accepted the comb, and their eyes met, and the whole world seemed to stop. They fell in love, but their relationship was like a fleeting dream, doomed to be full of difficulties due to the chasm between their families.
A woman is forced into a loveless marriage as a concubine, her husband's wife jealous of her enviable hair and resentful of her husband's gradual shift in affections.
To regain her husband's favor, the wife devised a cruel scheme. She exploited her power to imprison the woman in a darkened chamber, concealing her evil deeds by claiming she had eloped with her lover. In that confined space, time seemed to lose its meaning. The woman's only solace was a wooden comb, a symbol of sweet memories, stored in an exquisite jewelry box. But even then, her fate was far from over.
Whenever the woman's hair grew long enough to attract attention, the wife would have it cut off and then sell it at a high price as a form of torture. Day after day, year after year, the woman gradually lost her color in this endless torture, and her world was filled with only darkness and despair.
However, fate did not abandon her completely, and Muzan Kibutsuji appeared before her...
You Xiaohun let go of his hand and withdrew his thoughts at the same time. So that's why she cherished her hair so much. A plan had already quietly come up with in his mind.
She looked towards where the Busei River was, and saw the Sun Blade in his hand drawing silver tracks in the night. Every swing contained the power to break the wind and waves. The female ghost's long hair danced wildly in the wind, making a shrill whistle, as if to tear the surrounding air apart.
But no matter how she attacked, she could not escape the sharp gaze and tight defense of Busei.
After confirming that Busou was temporarily safe, Xiaohun's sharp gaze swept across every corner of the battlefield, swiftly and meticulously, not missing a single clue. Her gaze finally settled on a single spot: beneath layers of tangled hair, something seemed to be concealed, carefully and tightly wrapped, emitting an unusual aura.
"That's it!" You Xiaohun secretly confirmed in his heart.
So, without hesitation, she quickly approached, took out the gourd kettle from her waist, and took a sip of the water.
Just as she was ready to attack the tangled hair, the ghost, as if sensing danger, suddenly broke free from Busukawa's grip, her eyes flashing with madness as she lunged straight at You Xiaohun. However, Busukawa wouldn't let her succeed; he snorted coldly.
All his attacks were blocked by Busui: "Humph! Want to escape? Your opponent is me, prepare to die!"
"The fire virtue of heaven and earth, all things are burned to ashes. By the order of the ancestors, please! Fire attack here. Hurry and obey the command."
The flames rose into the sky and turned into fire dragons, engulfing the hairs in a sea of fire. The air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder, and the object wrapped in layers gradually became apparent, an intricately carved jewelry box emitting a faint luster.
You Xiaohun controlled the peach wood sword and flew into the air, splitting the jewelry box open with a single blow of force.
Seeing this, the female ghost became even more crazy. She rushed towards You Xiaohun desperately, screaming in despair and unwillingness: "No!!!!!!"
You Xiaohun raised her talisman, ready to deliver a fatal blow to the wooden comb in the jewelry box. However, at that moment, several strands of hair shot out from the comb like snakes emerging from a hole, heading straight for You Xiaohun. Although most of the attack was blocked by the talisman, one strand of hair still pierced through the defense like lightning, piercing her abdomen and piercing out.
Blood slowly slid down the corner of You Xiaohun's mouth, but she seemed not to feel any pain. She grabbed the strand of hair tightly, a smile on her lips, I got you!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com