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Chapter 218 Final preparations

When Xian Yiro and his team arrived at the foot of the mountain, reinforcements from the Demon Killing Team had already gathered in a group outside the office.

Among them are the support from Butterfly Ninja's Crow, and the Butterfly Kanae and the others called to deal with the head of the office that was corrupted by the blood ghost technique...

However, seeing these people standing silently outside the door and not going in, Xianichiro knew that things might not be simple.

He pointed to the two carriages parked by the road and said, "Mr. Tanjuro, please stay in the car with your family. Let's go and see what's going on there."

After saying that, he took Butterfly Ninjae to walk over.

When the team members saw that it was them, they all bowed to the ground. However, even though they were wearing masks, Xian Ichiro could still see the panic in their eyes from the holes. Several of the team members' cold sweat dripped from under the masks.

After entering the room, Shinichiro immediately understood what was going on. Apart from the strong and scent of corruption that made people vomit... the scene inside alone was enough to make people shudder.

The clerk who had met Shinichiro yesterday was wrapped in ropes - butterflies Kana Ei and Rikio Riki knocked him out and tied him up - but this man struggled violently and fiercely after waking up, rubbed the rope and the clothes and penetrated into the skin, and the flesh and blood flipped and burst like a broken bark. In addition, the pair of protruding blood-red eyes that flowed out of black substance with their eyes open...

The whole person looked like a seal that was strangled by a rope.

Butterfly Kanae squatted next to the corpse. In addition to feeling sad for the death of the dead, there was also a cloud of sorrow between her eyebrows.

According to other team members and villagers here, this clerk is a very responsible person and treats others very gently on weekdays.

But this black thing can make such a good old man completely give up his responsibilities and morality as a human being without turning people into ghosts, and only focus on satisfying his current desire to have a full sleep, and even easily make murder without any obstacles when offended.

Make a person not a ghost, but better than a ghost, and you can hurt others casually without having to eat...

Like a little ninja with red eyes!

She stared at the dark liquid, with deep fear in her eyes, but she didn't notice that Xianyiro's eyes were exactly the same as hers, and it was even more so.

He was wondering whether this ghost could use the power of the depth, or the ghost that was close to Muzan Kimuzan? But considering that only this ghost could rely on dreams to penetrate the darkness of people's hearts, perhaps he was just an exception.

But no matter what possibility it is, the source of this thing must be Muzan Kimuzan himself.

After knowing what he was facing, Yeniichiro's sense of urgency became stronger.

"We must find that guy as soon as possible. The changes that are happening in him may be the source of this substance."

Xianyiro squatted down, took out a small bottle from the shadow, collected some sediment and filled it, and burned the rest with a knife, and a burning smell suddenly spread out from the air.

"If he can continue to change, even if he does not turn a person into a ghost, he can still make the world broken by this thing..."

A primitive jungle-like society where everyone only cares about satisfying their own selfish desires, completely abandons collective interests, and ignores any rules and morals is chilling to think about.

Therefore, the Butterfly Sisters deeply agree with Xianyiro's words.

However, although this substance is worrying, it is not completely without good things.

This time, Xian Ichiro turned on the Hiroku, Butterfly Ninja opened the marks, and Tanjuro was a gold medal lecturer who had been in the open for many years and had a clear speech. With these three people sharing their experiences, I believe that the pillars who are still training hard should gain something soon.

...

After returning to Hirata, Shinichiro asked my wife Simono to receive them (anyway, the child has been stuck to him since he saw Nezuko), and he went deep into the bamboo forest below the wellhead of the main mansion (the place where the players fought against the two wounded monks), which is where the owl is located.

Even though he knew that there was a systematic constraint, this person could not betray him, Xian Ichiro still had no good feelings for him.

But some things need this conspirator with ambition but meticulous heart to do so that he can rest assured.

When Xianichiro arrived here, Xiao was grinding a kind of medicine powder. However, against the backdrop of his huge body, the medicine bowl in his hand looked like a small pocket tea cup.

"Oh, it turns out that he is a very dedicated little devil. What's the matter with me? I'll have to come here in person..."

Xiao did not live in Ashina, because in that case, he had to face the challenges initiated by Gui Ting Masako in various names. Gui Ting Masako was very wary, but his old bones could not withstand repeated tossing.

But because of his promise to Kyuro, he couldn't go out, so he was depressed in the bamboo forest that he was allocated to him all day long. Butterfly Nest received training here before, but he still did something, but he was really idle.

As it turns out, nothing can torture an ambitious man who wants to gain fame than rest.

"I'll tell you, Butterfly Ninja killed the fourth one of the windings."

Xianyiro's first words made Xiao unable to help but be overjoyed. This means that the agreement between him and Kyuro was terminated! He didn't have to wait for death here without any success.

"Ha, this guy Adi really did not read the wrong person. What a great little guy..."

Xiao sighed, obviously he didn't expect that this little girl could do this so quickly. He originally thought that he had to wait until he died of old age...

"Although it has something to do with that ghost who is not good at fighting, killing means killing."

Xianichiro paused, "Since you are no longer bound by the oath, I have something to ask you, which is your old job, and you should like it."

"Old master? Do you want to be an unknown ninja again?"

Xiao's heavy eyelids fell down, "That's not a big deal, he's just good at it."

"Ninja is just the surface, I'm not talking about this old job. I need you to be a spy who destroys other people's country from within."

A hint of sarcasm emanated from the corner of Xian Yiro's mouth, and his face became increasingly ugly regardless of the old man's face.

Damn, what's going on with the master and apprentice Masato Kitto and Shinichiro Ashina? He had to say it once when he saw him, constantly reminding him what he had done.

"The final battle with Muzan Kimuzan is coming soon. I discussed with Sayashiki and decided to let you replace Ozuki Uzumi Tento and defend the Emperor."

Although he was a little surprised at the beginning, Xiao was not a modern Japanese who had accepted the idea of ​​loyalty to the emperor, so he immediately reacted.

He narrowed his eyes: "You want me to kill him?"

"That would be too stupid. I don't want to do this now. Ordinary people love and support him very much, and we still need his reputation to prevent the country from falling into turmoil. In a sense, at this critical moment, the only Emperor Meiji is irreplaceable."

Xianichiro paused and continued, "What I want you to do is to use your position to secretly investigate the information of all government officials, knowing that those people have a handle and can be used; who are both stubborn, warlike but powerful...

"for example……"

Xianyiro took out the bottle of black substance, "For example, the two veterans who control the army and the war madmen who win over them, they wish to fight with the Russians every year to prove their value and maintain their power. Such people will sooner or later turn this place into an old situation where soldiers control the government...

"Emperor Meiji can still suppress these people with his unparalleled reputation, but what after he dies? What will happen to us and the people of the Demon Slayer Team at that time?

"So, since these people are out of control, let them free up their positions."

As he said that, Xian Yiro's entire face was covered with a rich shadow, and the fierceness and cruelty in his eyes made him feel cold behind him.

"When you find those people, just add a little bit of this to their food or water, they will become unrestrained and easily reveal their ambitions and desires.

"You don't need to do anything else. Just wait for these people to expand with their desires, do things that cannot be forgiven by the ruling class, such as private transfer of troops, or even forcing palaces to seize power, Emperor Meiji will naturally take ruthless measures to cut off their military power.

"But the army is in the hands of those people, and the only power he can use is you around him. With his orders, you can deal with these people with legal reasons. Emperor Meiji is seriously ill and the deadline is approaching. After dealing with these people, he only has two masters of Kyuro who can entrust the important tasks..."

"At that time, these two people have no faction or prestige in the army, so they can only second people from Kyuro, so Ashina will naturally join."

When Xiao heard this, he couldn't help but open his eyes and asked, "Isn't it enough to kill them directly? Why are you doing so troublesome?"

"Assassination of them seems to be a despicable act among the people, but it will make the deceased appear tall and majestic. People will unconsciously inherit the will of these people and be proud of it."

Xianichiro shook his head gently.

"The rules of operation of the world are different from those in the past. Simply killing these people will only turn them into heroes, so they must first leave a charge before they die. In order not to lose their demographic, we must also let Ashige join the ruling class of this country through openly legal means. In this way, we can gain a foothold in this world for a long time."

Xianichiro gently tapped the table, pointing to the small bottle on the table and emphasized: "Remember, everyone can only use a little bit of this thing. Too much will make people seem too abnormal and can easily die suddenly, which will inevitably arouse suspicion from those who are interested. However, one thing is that once some of these people die, the body will be cleaned immediately."

"It should be no problem to leave this matter to you, right?"

Xianichiro narrowed his eyes, "Once these people's ambitions irritate the emperor and make trouble, you will become the butcher knife that the emperor can rely on, and appear openly in history books. Maybe a few years or decades later, you will become an important character in folk stories like Hattori Hanzo and Miyamoto Musashi, such as the Last Ninja. In this way, your name will naturally be remembered."

Although Xianichiro said it was just an idea...

But the owl's breath became heavier, because as long as he operated well, he could indeed become the most glorious character in this drama - saving the hero of the Meiji era.

"I see."

Xiao knelt on one knee and hung his huge and old head towards Xianyiro, "I will definitely live up to my mission."

One hour later.

In Zhushi's laboratory, Xian Yiro looked at the only blue red shore flower in the glass cover, and his expression was a little puzzled.

"Is this one left in more than fifty flowers?"

He knew this flower was magical, but he didn't expect it to be so difficult to preserve, "All the rest are gone?"

He also wanted to leave one more for himself just in case.

"Hey, what's your tone? Lord Zhushi has been busy from yesterday to now in order to preserve this flower!"

Yu Shilang stared at his eyes and shouted dissatisfiedly: "You're a little grateful. The stones in the jar here are all sun-wheel irons with the most sun. Just getting close to it will hurt a lot!"

"I see."

Xianichiro finally knew how to preserve this flower by Zhushi. "Does he rely on the sunshine iron to provide sunshine?"

“More than that…”

Zhu Shi comforted Yushilang for a while and said slowly: "In addition to the sun-wheel iron, the soil in this jar is also the red soil facing the sun on the top of the mountain. As for watering, it is water soaked with dead wax tumors (the bumps that fell from the nobles of the Source Palace)."

"So many things?"

Xianichiro was surprised, "But the water soaked by the dead lamb has become the source water?"

Ashi celebrities visited Longquan, which means Source Water, for many years, but it was not until the wolf went to Source Palace that someone knew the true components of Source Water - the thin blood of Sakura Dragon, the tumors that fell from the nobles and even the parasites on the carp king.

The further downstream the water becomes, the dirtier it is. Look at the villagers of the Shuisheng Village at the bottom, you will know how terrible the water there is.

Use this water to cultivate blue shore flower, well...

It's really hard to describe.

"Look."

Zhu Shi took a pot of daisies from the side and placed them next to the blue red shore flower.

Immediately afterwards, a strange scene appeared-

The petals of the daisy began to wrinkle in a few seconds, and the color was as dark as the sky was cloudy. Then as time passed, the whole pot of flowers curled up, becoming dry and shrinking.

"Its vitality has been absorbed?"

Only then did Xianichiro remember that seizing vitality to replenish himself is the essence of Sakura Dragon’s power?

"Yes, it's because of this that this blue shore flower can survive."

Zhu Shi frowned slightly, "It's just hard to determine whether its abilities will change."

"Then save it first."

Shinichiro nodded, "I have a hunch that we will use it soon."
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