“3”

"2"

“1”

Seeing that the sleeves were long silver teeth were clenched, but he refused to say anything, Hojo Chaji sighed slightly, and his hands were pricked into the sleeves' long eyes.

Although he is not a person who likes to force confessions, he is not stingy with means.

"Um……"

The sleeves long wanted to exhale the pain, but Hojo Chaji reached out and pinched his mouth, making him whimper in a dull and painful way.

Soon, in the long and twisted expression of pain in the sleeve, this kunai had completely pierced into the sleeve-long pupils, and after it was repaired, it stayed quietly in the sleeve-long brain.

Hojo Chaji released his palm and said, "Now this kunai has been sent into your brain, do you still have to persevere?"

To destroy people's psychological defenses, we must proceed step by step, and Hojo Cha Temple is not in a hurry.

And the sleeve length also clearly felt the foreign object in the brain, which was pressing on its nerves and causing unbearable pain from time to time. It was just that it was staying calm and not exploding.

"I……"

Before she could speak, Hojo Chaji interrupted, "Don't rush to make a decision, think it through before talking."

"I don't know what you are afraid of him. Maybe Yue Yan has any extremely harsh means, but that's all for the future."

"What you need to face first is the problem in front of you."

"Think about it carefully, should I be tortured now and let me throw it into ashes under the sun, or should I tell me the news, and I let you go, and you can find a way to solve what might happen next?"

Hojo Cha Temple is very good at inducing and controlling the brain that is deeper into the sleeves, causing severe pain again.

The long-sleeved face was distorted and pale due to pain, and it was no longer as beautiful as before.

Under the inquiries of Hojo Chaji, the sleeve length had already shaken.

It hurts... I really want to break my head and take out the damn kunai...

Yue Yan... He was not asking about the real name of the adult. If it was not the real name, the adult curse would not have occurred, right?

With a lucky look, hesitated and said, "Kamakura..."

As soon as he said two words, a blue vein suddenly appeared on his long sleeves like a snake and a dragon, and his expression became scared and desperate.

A wailing sounded begging for mercy.

"Sir, I was wrong, let me go."

Hojo Chaji's face changed, and he looked around but found that there was no ghost.

He used his five fingers to pierce the flesh of the sleeves directly, and even squeezed the sleeves into the skull to make cracks.

"Speak quickly, what Kamakura?"

Something seemed to be wrong, and something bad came from Hojo Chaji.

With a long sleeved look of despair, she opened her mouth to Hojo Chaji, trying to say the rest.

However, his mouth suddenly cracked into a bloody mouth, half of his head cracked.

There was a black foreign object in his mouth growing rapidly, making his sleeves speechless.

At the same time, a fatal sense of danger came from the long sleeves of the mouth, making Hojo Cha Temple feel as if it was falling into an ice cave, and it felt as uncomfortable as if it was needle-punched all over.

"not good!"

With a solemn expression, Hojo Chaji did not hesitate at all, and threw his sleeve-long head hard towards the distance with one hand.

As soon as the sleeve-long head was removed, a black and blue arm as thick as an ordinary person's thigh suddenly emerged from the sleeve-long mouth, bringing up a handful of blood.

The palm at the front of the black and blue arm is the size of a palm fan, and it directly captures the head of Hojo Cha Temple.

From protruding out to accelerating the grabbing of Hojo Chaji, this arm was astonishingly fast as it was difficult to avoid completely.

Hojo Chaji had no choice but to block his arm in front of him.

The sharp nails at the front of the palm were like needle-punched thin paper, which easily penetrated into the forearm of Hojo Cha Temple. You should know that Hojo Cha Temple's body is also very hard.

And there was a terrible suction force that greedily swallowed the flesh and blood of Hojo Cha Temple from its sharp nails.

Hojo Chaji looked solemn.

His forearm was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Blood, flesh, bones... all rushed to the arm like fluid, making it thicker and stronger, and the suction force became stronger.

Not daring to hesitate, Hojo Chaji made a knife with his right hand, and purple mist lingered around his palm, slashed his left arm down, and then retreated far away.

"So scary... Is this the ghost king's backup?"

Staring at the arm vigilantly, Hojo Chaji felt chilled, feeling that if he reacted a little slower, he would be afraid that he would be completely swallowed by the arm.

Tsukihiko... Hojo Chaji has almost confirmed that this guy is Kimuzan.

If it weren't for Muzan Ki, how could there be such a terrible phenomenon? Is this the curse of the Ghost King?

At the beginning, after Hojo Cha Temple became a ghost, a vague voice warned him not to call him by his name or reveal his whereabouts, otherwise there would be a curse.

The sound disappeared until he could draw strength from the pain of hunger.

"Yueyan should be a pseudonym, but isn't a pseudonym good? This curse is really terrible."

"Kamakura... continue to search along this point."

But seeing the black and blue arms still moving around, as if they were looking for an enemy, Hojo Chaji couldn't help but frown.

The black and blue arm has a very small perception range, and it is difficult to find traces of Hojo Cha Temple within the perception range and then gives up.

It opened its palms and twisted the angle like a dragon and bit the sleeve-long head.

"Crack Crack Crack Crack Crack..."

The sound of bone bursting sounded, the sleeves were beyond recognition, the eyes were full of struggle, and two lines of tears remained.

He was in extreme pain.

The arm did not instantly crush his sleeves and head, but was slowly torture him.

What Hojo Chaji's eyes now presents an absurd, real and terrifying scene.

The thick giant hands stretched out from the long sleeves and the fore and back hands crushed the sleeve-long skull little by little......

"burst!"

When Hojo Cha Temple thought, the kunai in his long sleeves exploded and instantly corroded his brain, which was a relief.

And the long sleeved expression froze, and then there was no change, and he lost consciousness.

The giant hand was still shrinking and exerting force until it completely kneaded the sleeve-long head into a ball of crumbs with unclear mixing flesh and bones.

Black and red ash appeared, and the giant hand and the flesh-flesh ball disappeared with the wind.

Hojo Chaji stood in place in silence.

After staying quietly for a while, Hojo Chaji was about to go to the bell tower in the center of Asakusa and then leave the information he received to Kawarushi.

I suddenly died, but the information I had already investigated was not revealed.

He has already realized the consciousness of death.

But behind Hojo Cha Temple, a calm and indifferent clear female voice came.

"Huh, I've found you."

"What a pity, the sleeves are long... I like the clothes you gave me very much."

Hojo Chaji's body stiffened, and then a burst of chill flashed across his body.

When? Who? Why did you come to me silently without feeling at all?

Hojo Cha Temple wanted to launch a blood ghost technique to protect the body, but found that the body was unexpectedly out of control.

At this time, a girl in a cherry blossom kimono with a sleeve length similar to that of Hojo Cha Temple slowly walked from behind Hojo Cha Temple to Hojo Cha Temple, facing Hojo Cha Temple.

Hojo Chaji's consciousness was a little blurred, but he could vaguely see a clear and peaceful face.

She was holding a knife diagonally in her hand. The handle and jaw of the knife were black, and the body of the knife was light white, and there were pure white stripes intertwined on it.

Hojo Chaji opened his mouth with difficulty and said, "Are you? What did you do? Why...I can't move..."

The girl spoke, her cool voice without any emotion: "Aki Sasaki."

After telling Hojo Chaji his name, Aki Sasaki tilted his head and said strangely: "You are almost dead, why are you moving?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a bloodline slowly appeared on the waist of Hojo Chaji, and then red blood was spreading out from the black robe of his body.

"Puchi..."

A large amount of blood shot out instantly, sprinkling the ground.

Hojo Cha Temple slowly lowered its head.

He saw countless crisscrossing knife marks appearing in his body like canine teeth, and there were white air flows on the knife marks forming an airflow diaphragm, preventing the recovery of his body's connection.

The coolness that came from my body just now was the feeling of a cold blade piercing through my body.

"What a quick knife..."

There was a look of unwillingness in Hojo Cha Temple's eyes.
Chapter completed!