Chapter 61 The Conspiracy of the Three Great Families (5)
The half-human form of Hanzhou's fox ears and tail twitched casually, and nine pure white, enormous tails appeared behind it. Yagen could feel the surrounding energy fluctuations growing increasingly intense.
The hidden array within the auction hall was instantly activated. Those inside, seeing the array suddenly appear before them radiating blinding light, instinctively tried to leave, but to no avail.
The space had already been sealed off.
"What's going on?! All our formations have failed!"
"What exactly is this glowing array?!"
"hateful!"
Han Zhou could clearly hear their curses. The dazzling golden array eventually vanished, taking everything in the auction hall with it. It didn't even cause a large-scale tremor; it simply disappeared without a trace.
While dealing with the auction venue and investigating the three major families, Ranluo also began her own operation.
——
This pill 1:
Tsurumaru Kuninaga was teleported to the disqualified person's citadel, and the moment he arrived, he sensed the unusual atmosphere. He immediately drew his main blade from his waist; the snow-white blade flashed with a cold light, and he easily decapitated the disqualified person.
The splattered blood bloomed like scarlet flowers on the snow-white hem of Tsurumaru Kuninaga's robes. After confirming there was no danger, he simply hoisted the main body onto his shoulder.
Not far away, the Date Group's Taikogane Sadamune, Ookurikara, and Shokudaikiri Mitsutada, upon seeing this familiar, stunning beauty, couldn't help but gasp in shock:
"Mr. Tsuru?!" / "Tsurumaru?"
The spirit, who was particularly fond of "frightening" others, turned around upon hearing the familiar voice calling his name, and sure enough, he saw a familiar face. A sly glint flashed in those bright golden eyes.
"Oh! Were you startled by my sudden arrival? Zhenfang, Xiaoguang, Jialuofang?"
The sudden arrival of Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who didn't belong to this citadel, caused a great commotion, especially since he had beheaded the Saniwa the moment he appeared. Looking at the white crane, which seemed to glow even in the darkness, a familiar sense of helplessness welled up in their hearts.
They certainly knew that the Saniwa in the citadel was no good person, but how would they clean up the mess after killing him so easily?
Knowing what they were worried about, Tsurumaru Kuninaga smiled and took out a small paper doll from his robes. The paper doll immediately flew to the body of the disqualified person. The moment it became stained with blood, this previously light and airy little thing, after a dazzling flash of light—
He transformed into the appearance of a disqualified person, even the fluctuations of his spiritual energy were exactly the same.
"This was prepared by my lord, isn't it amazing?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga already knew the purpose of this little paper doll, so there was no surprise on his face.
"Let me tell you in advance, my lord's real name is Hanshu." As he said this, Tsurumaru Kuninaga playfully winked at the swords present who had a history with Hanshu.
"Huh?! What?!"
This pill 2:
"Clang—"
Just as the blade of the knife that was about to cut through Hasebe was about to pierce the heart of the disqualified person, it was blocked by another syncopated blade.
He himself wasn't surprised by what happened, after all, he knew himself well. What bothered him was that Tong Zhen's expression didn't change at all.
Is it worth it?
Protect such people
Hasebe asked another version of himself
"This is... a command from the Lord."
Hasebe hesitated for a moment, then stood silently facing Dojin; he was waiting. As for whom—
The long, purple hair traced a semi-circle in the air, accompanied by a fleeting glint of cold light. The figure was too difficult to capture with the naked eye; only a fleeting afterimage could be seen.
The short sword's mobility and stealth capabilities were put to the ultimate use at this moment. In an instant, it reached the disqualified person behind him, plunged the short sword into the heart, and even uttered a mocking remark:
"As expected, this is something that can be done with a pressure cutter."
Taking advantage of the moment when Tong Zhen was distracted, Hasebe immediately knocked him unconscious. He didn't forget to retort to Fudo Yukimitsu's words.
"I already told you to call me Hasebe!"
Fudo Yukimitsu wouldn't so easily grant the other party's wish. "Yashiro is so rigid, no wonder my lord made me act with you."
After settling Dojin down, Hasebe took out a small paper doll from his pocket. As the paper doll left his palm, he glanced at Fudou Yukimitsu.
"Heh, so my lord wants me to keep an eye on you and make sure you don't do anything reckless, right?"
This pill 3:
"Ah, the air in this citadel is quite murky," said the tsukumogami with milky-white hair, gripping the hilt of his sword, his eyes wary, yet his tone remained nonchalant.
Hizamaru frowned deeply. "Brother, there's an ominous aura about this."
The two brothers looked at the citadel, which was now at dusk—a time of twilight, the hour of omens when they were most likely to encounter demons and monsters.
The two didn't sense any other tsukumogami nearby and headed directly towards the castle tower. They ignored the castle tower, which was shrouded in dark spiritual energy, and passed right through it.
This barrier is ineffective against them.
But upon arriving at the disqualified person's bedroom, this unexpected turn of events also took them by surprise.
Eerie black lines crawled all over his body, his pupils were completely black, with no whites in his eyes. He lay sprawled on the ground, his limbs twisted, letting out a low, hoarse roar—the disqualified one.
"It's a real demon~ Let's slay it."
"Let's go, brother!"
The disqualified individuals of today can no longer be called "human." Neither of the brothers expected this to happen, so what exactly is the government doing? Even the Saniwa has become like this, and they haven't noticed.
As the patriarch once said, those in politics are indeed a bunch of good-for-nothings!
Higekiri thought to himself
Seeing this inhuman, ghostly state, neither Higekiri nor Hizamaru knew whether the paper doll given to them by their lord would work. With a try-it-and-see attitude, Hizamaru took the paper doll from his robes.
As for why Higekiri wasn't given—
Even if Hanshu were given to Higekiri, that unreliable older brother would just hand the paper doll to his younger brother for safekeeping the next second. Since it's in Hizamaru's hands anyway, it's better to just give Hanshu to him directly.
The little paper doll landed on the disqualified person and bounced around for a while. Seemingly wondering if there was something strange about the thing beneath its feet, it finally shook its head in a human-like manner towards Hizamaru and Higekiri.
Then, with great disgust, it shook off the dark blood from its feet and slowly flew back into Knee-maru's arms.
Just as they were about to leave the citadel, the little paper doll that had been obediently staying in Hizamaru's arms suddenly jumped out, flew directly onto Hizamaru's shoulder, and touched the cheek of this tsukumogami.
When the little paper doll saw the clear question in the other's golden, upturned cat eyes, it remained silent for a moment before flying toward Higekiri.
Having just watched the spectacle unfold, Higekiri smiled as he looked at his younger brother, who was completely oblivious to being disliked by the little paper doll.
"What's wrong?"
The little paper figure patted Higekichi's cheek and stretched out its tiny hands as far as it could. Its hopping and skipping antics made it difficult to discern what the little guy was trying to express.
But Higekiri unexpectedly connected with the little paper doll's train of thought.
"Oh~ you mean, you sensed something unusual?"
When Higekiri said those words, the little paper doll jumped even more violently. It was clear that Higekiri's words were exactly what the little paper doll wanted to express, and it then gestured for Higekiri to follow it.
Higekiri's smile widened slightly as he patted his younger brother, who was still standing there dumbfounded.
"They're leaving."
The two brothers were wondering why they couldn't sense the aura of the tsukumogami, but it turns out they had all returned to their original forms.
Higekiri and Hizamaru looked at the swords scattered around, and the little paper doll landed on one of them.
"Hmm...it seems to be contaminated."
Higekiri sensed the same strange aura emanating from all the swords here, just like that of the disqualified person. Hizamaru crouched down to examine the swords.
"Brother, it seems they all voluntarily returned to their original forms to resist this aura. Otherwise, they might have become monsters like the Disqualified Ones."
The little paper doll seemed to agree with Hizamaru's words, nodding vigorously. If these swords were left unattended, they would eventually be corrupted, so the little paper doll wanted to bring them back to the citadel. However, its weak body couldn't do such a thing.
These paper figures were all created by Han Zhou and, to some extent, reflect his thoughts.
"Do you want to take them all back?"
In response to Higekiri's question, the little paper doll nodded again. It was just a minor shikigami and didn't have the ability to purify pollution, so it still needed the power of its creator, Hanshu.
"Then let's take it back~ Hey—can you help me out?"
She originally wanted to call out her younger brother's name, but it seemed that she had "forgotten" it, so she naturally skipped the address.
"Okay, and my name is Hizamaru, Anika."
Hizamaru was also very adept at emphasizing his name to his forgetful older brother.
Hmm... her skill is so adept it makes me feel a little sorry for her.
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