Zongman: Harem's Music

After Xigong Siyi and others entered the door, the woman retreated to the corner, which made Xigong Siyi and others passively take over the role.

Songxia asked the boy, "Can you tell me what happened in the city these days? Is it that the enemy country is attacking?"

"no!"

The woman shook her head and explained, "It was the city lord. Yesterday morning, the city lord suddenly ordered the warriors to capture all children under the age of 12 and bring them into the castle. Some people said that the city lord was possessed by a demon and that the captured children would be eaten. Many people fled overnight."

"How could this happen?" Songxia asked the boy with a sad face and gritted his teeth, "Am I still a step too late? Master Zejing!"

"Mom, mom, are you there?" A little boy's voice came from the inner bedroom. The voice was anxious and uneasy, as if he had been frightened recently.

"Don't be afraid, Souta, he's not a bad person!"

After offering words of comfort, the woman added, "We've also decided to leave tonight. You should all leave quickly. The warriors who disobeyed orders have already been executed by the city lord... The remaining warriors are all those who obey orders from humans or monsters for the sake of their status. Although their number is only one-third of what it used to be, they are definitely not something you can handle!"

""

Nishimiya Tsuyoshi, who sensed something, blocked Hitomi behind him and looked towards the wooden door alertly.

Soon, there was a sound of footsteps as dense as raindrops outside the house.

"This is it!"

"Humph, that fellow Quan Taro actually dared to disobey me and nearly got me killed! Kick the door open!"

As he finished speaking, there was a loud bang, and the wooden door fell down. A group of warriors armed with swords and guns rushed in, and the small interior space suddenly seemed extremely narrow.

"Are you...Matsushita?" The leading warrior recognized Matsushita and asked the boy. He then looked at Nishimiya Tsukazu and Hitomi: "So you are the shrine maiden and priest that Matsushita invited back?"

"Liu Shan?" Song Xia asked. The boy also recognized him and asked anxiously, "How is Master Ze Jing? Is there any hope of saving him?"

Hearing the name Ze Jing, the warrior named Liu Shan seemed to have bad memories coming back to him, and he said impatiently: "Tsk, how would I know? I'm not a mage!"

"Boss, what should we do?" a young man asked in Liu Shan's ear.

Yanagiyama's gaze lingered on Nishimiya Tsukasa and Hitomi, as if hesitating about something: "Hey, which shrine are you from?"

Tongzi said calmly: "Lishan Shrine!"

"Lishan..." Liu Shan thought for a moment before turning to his companions behind him and asking, "Have you heard of this?"

Most of the warriors shook their heads.

One of the warriors said, "I remember there was a very powerful monk named Kukai from the Lishan Shrine!"

"Master? How could a monk be in a shrine... Are you crazy?" Liu Shan glared at the man, then looked at Nishimiya Jiyi and Tongzi again, thinking: He's too young, probably no hope!

"Oh, clever!"

The warriors' thoughts were nothing more than: if the opponent was a famous and powerful wizard, they would let him go and get rid of the monster. This way, they wouldn't have to obey the monster's orders anymore and they could still retain their status as warriors!

On the contrary, if the opponent is very weak and there is no chance of winning, just kill him and claim credit!

Everything is centered around self-preservation, which is very typical selfishness.

Nishimiya Tsuyoshi, who noticed this, slowly walked towards Yanagiyama and the other warriors. When he passed by Matsushita Wentongzi, he pulled out the katana from his waist and said, "Lend it to me!"

"Master Nishimiya, you..."

Matsushita asked the boy with a different look at Nishimiya Jiyi, but this look was met with fear.

The impression of him as a jokester and eccentric is gone...

An assassin who has killed countless people?

An immortal general?

For a moment, Matsushita asked the boy but he couldn't find any words to describe Nishimiya Jiyi, who looked like a sword drawn from its sheath with murderous intent.

(Note 1: Japanese castles are built with houses surrounding the castle, and do not have the tall city walls of China.)

(Note 2: The samurai class that escaped from the leadership of the original castle lord would become wandering samurai similar to deserters and would not be accepted by any feudal power).

Chapter 239: Ghosts Created by Resentment (Part 2)

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

He moved as fast as a shadow and chopped off the side of the neck with the back of the sword. In a few seconds, more than ten warriors fell down, ninety-nine percent of them!

The only one still standing, Liu Shan's pupils dilated in fear. His right hand, which was holding the hilt of the samurai sword at his waist, still did not have the courage to draw the sword to fight Nishimiya Jiyi.

hum~

The thin and sharp blade made a melodious sound as it rubbed against the air!

Nishimiya Tsuyoshi placed the blade on Liushan's neck and twisted his wrist, turning the back of the blade into the blade. "I ask you questions, you answer them! Group 9: 8, 02:0585/6, from Daidai. Posted, from, any objections?"

""

"Ah..."

Liu Shan swallowed, chuckled to himself, and lowered his hand from the hilt of the katana at his waist. He half-raised it, indicating that he had given up resistance and was willing to cooperate. "Priest, you are a little different from the priest I imagined!"

Nishimiya Tsuyoshi didn't answer the post! Group 9: 8, 02:05 85/6, by Daidai. Sent from him: "What's the situation in the castle now?"

"I don't know!" Liu Shan admitted frankly, "It was that woman who gave me the order. The city lord hasn't appeared since yesterday afternoon!"

Nishimiya Siyi was puzzled: "That woman?"

"The new city lord's wife is no different from the deceased Madam Huizi. We don't know what to call her, so we usually call her that woman in private!"

Tongzi, who had been silent the whole time, suddenly asked, "Is the baby born?"

The boy under the pine tree once said: The belly for nine days is like a pregnancy for nine months.

It should be the 11th day now!

"Your belly is smaller than yesterday, maybe you're giving birth!"

"That means the baby was born yesterday, which is the time when all children under 12 in the city were arrested!" Tongzi muttered, and then asked, "How many children did you arrest in total?"

"Well..." Liu Shan thought for a moment and felt a little guilty: "About seven or eight hundred!"

"So many!" Tongzi was a little surprised, but more seemed to be worried: "If I eat the hearts and souls of so many children right after they are born... things will be bad!"

The owner of the wooden house, who had been silent the whole time, asked Xiang Yanshan with trepidation, "Um, may I ask...how is Master Zentaro doing?"

Liu Shan asked, "Who are you to him?"

The woman said shyly, "He's been taking good care of us since my husband passed away... He protected us yesterday when we were arresting children under 12. We agreed to leave here together tonight. Could you tell me where he is now..."

Liu Shan was silent for a moment, then gloated, "We came here specifically to catch the little ghost we missed yesterday... That guy was secretly disobeying the monster and has probably been eaten by now! Ha, what an idiot."

"I've heard my father say before that the resentment of a baby who died in its mother's womb before birth is stronger than that of any monster. If it's a true evil spirit and isn't immediately reincarnated, it will become a monster and be very difficult to deal with!"

"This ghost baby we encountered is even more special. Her mother died of complications during childbirth. After her death, due to her attachment to the mortal world and her jealousy of the new city lord's wife, she became a vengeful ghost. She also possessed a living person and gave birth to him in a living person's body. Now she is feeding him with seven or eight hundred children. I'm afraid the danger she poses is even greater than that of the deceased Huizi."

Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom!

Holding Tongzi by the waist, he leaped swiftly over the eaves of the residential complex. Nishimiya Tsutomu asked, "Why are we still charging forward like this? Do you have any chance of winning?"

"We have to give it a try!" Tongzi gripped the bell tower tightly in her hand, her eyes determined.

Asking for flowers

“I can see it!”

Following Nishimiya Tsuyoshi's voice, Tongzi looked up and forward.

This is a heavy castle built on a low hill, looming under the thick black and purple fog. The edges of the castle building seem to be coated with a layer of blood, faintly glowing with scarlet light. The large dark clouds gathered above the castle cover that area like night. The closer to the surrounding area, the colder and biting the air!

It doesn't look like the human world at all, more like a corner of hell...

Deep inside the castle.

In a pitch-black space where one cannot see one's hand in front of one's face, it seems that some wild beast is tearing the corpse of its prey!

Piles of hideous-looking children's corpses were dumped on the ground, and without exception, their chests were hollowed out.

"Master Zejing, look, the baby is so cute when he eats!"

A woman in a bright red kimono looked up, her long black hair draped over her shoulders, her face as white as paper, and her blood-red lips outlining a sickly yet alluring face.

The tall man who was being leaned against by the woman lowered his head and smiled faintly. His smile was particularly stiff and his body movements and expressions were like a puppet.

"Really? You think it's cute too? That's great!"

"When he grows up, he will definitely become a great person like you."

Just as the woman was morbidly asking and answering questions, she posted a book! Group 9: 8, 02:0585/6, by Dai Dai. When she was writing, the sound of her chewing, like a tiger swallowing its fill, suddenly stopped.

A child, covered in blood, who looked only about 3 or 4 years old, whose gender was indistinguishable, walked out of the darkness. He tugged at the sleeve of the woman in red, pointed in a certain direction, and said, "Mom... over there... it's better..."

"there?"

The woman was confused, but soon sensed something, "Priest and Miko?"

Chapter 240: The Hairy Ghost and the Ghostly Child (Part 1)

Peng——

With a sudden kick boosted by the speed of [Navy Six-Style Shave], the two-meter-long hardwood city gate fell down with a bang, raising a cloud of flying dust!

At a glance.

On the stone slab leading to the city wall, dozens of armored and helmeted warriors, holding spears and swords, surrounded them with their heads lowered and their steps dragging.

Tongzi, who was put down from Nishimiya Tsuyoshi's arms, judged: "Dead person... [Corpse Control Technique]? Could it be a ghost?"

Hair ghosts are typically women who, before or after death, yearn for someone and harbor jealous, possessive, and other desires, becoming demonic ghosts. They can control corpses with their hair. Miko, mages, and priests alike call this "corpse control."

As "One One Three" was speaking, the nearest warrior had already raised his sword and came towards him.

hum~

The wind from the sword passed by his ears. Nishimiya Tsutomu dodged the attack that had no swordsmanship at all by leaning to the side. He raised his leg and kicked it like a bowling ball, knocking it and several warriors who rushed up from behind to the ground.

But within two breaths, the warriors who had fallen to the ground stood up again. It seemed that the damage caused by Nishimiya Tsuyoshi to them was not painful at all...

Tongzi reminded him, "They are already corpses. What controls them are the strands of hair wrapped around their limbs..."

Xigong Siyi nodded slightly.

When the spiritual power was concentrated in the eyes, it was clearly visible that the silk thread, which was filled with a faint demonic aura and hung horizontally and vertically between the vertical pillars of the castle wall and was tied to the neck and limbs of the warrior who was already dead for dozens of meters... Well, strictly speaking, it was hair, the hair of a ghost demon.

It doesn't conform to the principles of mechanics at all! Although he has read many descriptions of demons and ghosts, he is still not used to thinking about things with the thinking logic of this world. Nishimiya Siyi couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Seeing the dead warriors surrounding him, Nishimiya Tsuyoshi said helplessly: "Anyway... just cut off the hair that controls them, or just dismember them!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the leading warrior was already close at hand!

"Range Legs Wind Cut!"

whoosh-

As Nishimiya Tsuyoshi kicked forward, a colorless gust of wind suddenly swept past, and more than ten warriors in front of him were instantly split in two!

These bodies, having been dead for over 12 hours, had long since stopped bleeding, so there was no splattering as one might imagine. Instead, sticky, black blood slowly flowed out like clumps of paste after the severed limbs hit the ground...

Before Nishimiya Tsuyoshi could feel disgusted, more warriors surrounded him!

Ding bell~

Tongzi on the side did not stand there stupidly. She shook the bell tower in her hand lightly while infusing spiritual power, and the hair controlling the approaching puppet warriors all broke instantly... Without the strings, the puppet would naturally become a complete puppet!

Soon, the number of puppet warriors who were originally coming in a fierce manner continued to decrease sharply... The last one also had his head blown up by Nishimiya Tsuyoshi's [Six-style Gun Finger]!

Retracting his right hand, looking at the rotten flesh on the ground, Xigong Siyi couldn't help but curl his lips: Can't even be considered the lowest level cannon fodder monster? He doesn't even have any points...

"Siyi, look over there?"

Hearing Tongzi's heavy voice and following her gaze, Xigong Siyi couldn't help but frown!

Human figures, and large groups of human figures...

As they got closer, they discovered they were all children... or rather, the corpses of children. Each one had a horrifying bloody hole in the left side of their chest, and thick black blood flowed out with each large movement of their bodies...

Behind the group of child corpses, the hairy ghost in a blood-red kimono, as always, nestled in the arms of the corpse of the Zejing City Lord, who was under his control, and chuckled as he looked at the ghost baby on the side: "Don't worry, Mom will send them to you soon!"

"Too, too slow!"

The voice of this black-haired ghost baby is probably a hundred times sharper than the babbling voice of a child!

As soon as the strange child's voice fell, the short voice disappeared from the spot.

A child who was kidnapped and had his soul and heart eaten by a ghost?

That number could be around seven or eight hundred...