Resurrecting the Twelve Demons to fight for him made Genichiro a little eager to take action.

It is certainly possible to summon characters from Ashina to fight for him, but judging from the situation last night when Mizuo Ujisei was almost killed by a blood ghost spell from the Scythe Demon Prostitute Taro, fighting ghosts is still too dangerous.

Those drawn out Wei Mingzhong were more like family members and subjects to Genichiro, rather than generals and soldiers under his command (of course, he didn't care so much about the people in the inner palace, Xianfeng Temple and other forces).

It took a lot of effort to bring them from the shithole-like Warring States Period to today's world. Wouldn't it be nice to let everyone live like ordinary people?

Therefore, being able to use the Phantom Corridor to preserve the souls of the Twelve Demons is simply not in line with Genichiro's desire to preserve Ashimei himself.

What's more, the rewards for killing the Twelve Ghost Moons are so great.

Do you want Buddhist beads? Please kill Twelve Ghost Moon.

Want a lot of skill points? Kill Twelve Ghost Moon.

Want memories of the battle? Please kill Twelve Ghost Moon.

Do you want subordinates who can ruthlessly let them go through life and death at will?

Please continue to kill the twelve ghost moons.

For a guy like Genichiro who has the idea of ​​​​a daimyo of a small country in his heart, this idea was just ignited like a flame, and immediately turned into an unstoppable prairie fire.

However, there are some things that still need to be asked clearly.

"I heard from the people of the Demon Slayer Squad that there seems to be a close connection between the ghosts and the ghost king, which prevents them from having any thoughts of betrayal. They can't even say the name Kibutsuji Muzai."

Genichiro said to the monk, "Besides, Tsuji Muzan seems to be able to see something through the eyes of ghosts. If they are resurrected with the Black Immortal Slash, will this situation still exist?"

He didn't want to have a few spies around him by then.

"They've already died once."

The monk shook his head slightly and led Genichiro towards the southeast corner directly opposite the confession room.

"The bodies of ghosts in the hall of illusion have also been reshaped, so all connections between them and Ghost Dance Tsuji Mumei have been severed. After resurrection, they will become independent ghosts, although they are still afraid of sunlight and

Wisteria, but Muzan Kibutsuji can no longer rely on the blood power of his superiors and subordinates to use and harm them."

"Hmm, reshaping the body? I thought they existed in soul form here."

Genichiro was a little surprised, "Then what if they were killed in the illusion corridor?"

"You cannot touch any of the five rooms in the Phantom Corridor."

The monk introduced, "But if any creature is killed in the corridor or roof outside, it will reappear at the entrance intact. After all, this is the place where life and death are cut off, and there is no real death here.

occur."

Genichiro understood immediately.

Except for the interior of these five rooms, the entire fantasy corridor is a place where he can engage in life-and-death fights at will.

【The results of this lottery are really unexpected.】

"Can anyone else come here besides me?"

"certainly."

The monk nodded, "Any living person who is authorized by you to ring the bell will appear here. However, they cannot enter any room and can only stay outside. However, if they want to leave, they must obtain your permission.

That’s all.”

[That’s even better, the secrets in the house can be kept. 】

Thinking that he will go to the Demon Slayer Corps to learn the breath of wind from the Immortal Slayer Saneya in a short time, Genichiro is looking forward to this "training ground" even more. And this kind of training method should be very suitable for the Immortal River guy.

Bar.

As the two talked, they arrived in front of the house in the southeast corner. However, the main door of the house was closed at this time, and nothing could be heard or seen inside.

Genichiro remembered that in the past this house was used to find the footprints of invisible monkeys, so there was thin mud everywhere on the ground.

"The ghost you just killed tonight is locked up inside right now."

The monk pressed his hand on the door frame.

"This house is for prison guards. Because only one person can be saved at a time in the confession room, the remaining powerful enemies will be temporarily detained here to wait after their death. Moreover, in order for them to repent more sincerely, as long as the door is closed

This door, if an hour passes outside, a month will pass inside."

[So, the diseased leaves have been locked up... for two or three months? 】

"Would you like to meet the only prisoner here?"

Although he did not comment on the word "strong enemy" mentioned by the monk, Genichiro still nodded.

If nothing else happens, the newly appointed Shimozu No. 6 must have only recently met Demon Dancer Muzan. Now that he is dead, there is no need to keep the secret for the Demon King.

If some information can be known before he enters the period of confession, it should be very helpful to the current situation. If we wait another five or six days, who knows if Muzan Kibutsuji is still in Tokyo?

"Then let's meet."

As Genichiro gave the order, a Sanskrit letter appeared on the monk's palm, and the door clicked and unlocked as if a key had been inserted, and then slowly opened outward, revealing the scene inside.

Different from the past where there was only a shallow pool of muddy water, now the prison room that has been magically modified by the system is basically a swamp.

The pointed head of the diseased leaf with three X-shaped scars floated alone on the surface of the swamp, with a lifeless look on its face. It looked like an expired melon, thin and soft. As for the body, it was completely destroyed.

The silt and sand beneath the swamp are compressed.

The moment Bing Ye saw the monk, a strong look of fear suddenly appeared on his face. It was obvious that he had been taught well before, after all, the monk was omnipotent here.

As for whether the monk used the "Diamond Sutra" or the "Xianfeng Temple Boxing Method" when educating him, it's hard to say.

However, when the monk stood aside and revealed Genichiro's figure behind him, the sickle's narrow eyes suddenly became immortal, and the turbid pupils were surrounded by countless bloodshot threads like crazy earthworms. The resentment accumulated in his heart almost disappeared from his eyes.

It was launched from the center, piercing Genichiro's heart with thousands of arrows.

He died so unjustly!

He keeps saying nonsense and fighting with all his strength, just to die happily! Why don't you take the opportunity to use him as a lightning rod!

When the first lightning struck, he was already dead. But he didn't expect that this guy would be struck four times in a row in just 2 seconds!!!

The pain was a hundred times more painful than the last time he tried eating wisteria-flavored sukiyaki.

Bingye, who has been fighting against the Demon Slayers all year round and toying with them in his hands, has never seen such a despicable swordsman.

However, just when Genichiro at the door thought that the sick leaf was going to curse and speak rudely, the sick leaf's face turned clear from the storm, and his head floating in the mire suddenly burst into laughter without warning.

"Hahahaha! It's true that evil comes with evil consequences! How about it, are you dead now?"

It turns out that Bingye regards Genichiro as a dead person like him. And judging from his words below, he should be very clear about the flow of time here.

"You finally killed the lower string, but died in the hands of the upper string. Don't you feel very sad and angry, and you can't accept it?"

Obviously, he thought it was Taro the prostitute who killed Genichiro.

【Start again.】

Genichiro has long known that ghosts are creatures that can easily become complacent.

"First of all, killing you is not an easy task. I have at least three ways, but striking you with lightning will do the most good."

Genichiro walked into the house, but he had no intention of sinking his feet into the quagmire. Instead, he walked freely on the surface of the swamp, and finally stopped in front of the sick leaf in disbelief, looking down at his head.

"Secondly, I am the owner of this place."

"So," Genichiro squatted down, stretched out the index finger of his prosthetic hand, and poked the scar on the diseased forehead, as if teasing a helpless puppy, "You should feel sad and angry after death.

You can't escape my grasp while you're alive."

There was a roar.

A thunderbolt struck directly into the sick leaf's heart, and then it turned into a downpour.

Grievance, anger, disbelief, all kinds of emotions were stirring and intertwined with each other like juice of multiple flavors, and finally turned into big tears pouring out of his eyes.

"I can not be reconciled!"

"I'm not willing to give in!"

"Why don't you let me go! What do you want?"

"Give me a break! Don't lock me here anymore. It's so uncomfortable being unable to do anything!"

After saying that, Sick Ye suddenly burst into tears and sobbed as if she was possessed by the Fallen Princess.

Here you can't eat people, practice calligraphy, write diaries, study various diseases and insects, and can't even move. For three or four months, he can only soak in the swamp and listen to the sound of bubbles and the flow of sand.

The sound is so boring that even ghosts feel miserable.

The moment he saw Genichiro appear, he originally thought that he was sent here to keep him company, but this beautiful vision turned into a mirror in an instant.

Genichiro ignored the hysterical sick leaves and turned back to ask the monk, "Can these souls trapped here be allowed to die completely?"

The monk gave an affirmative answer: "Yes. One way is to send them to the darkness in the northwest corner, let their souls return to the world, and then go wherever they should according to what they did during their lifetime."

"The other is to push them from the bottomless space in the north into the abyss and exchange their special souls for abilities or weapons."

"But in this case, the creature that was pushed down will be completely shaken. It will not become a Buddha, nor will it fall into hell, let alone reincarnation."

[Oh, in exchange for abilities or weapons, isn’t this the smelting furnace in “Dark Souls”? 】
To be continued...