Chapter 21 Grenade, RPG, or flamethrower? "Are you OK?" The bright and cold moonlight shone on the young man in a black windbreaker with red clouds, outlining his stunningly handsome profile. He slowly turned sideways to look at Katori Amami, and completely exposed his face in the live broadcast room. This is a young man in his early twenties, with raven-feather black hair. Under his long eyelashes are a pair of gentle, calm, yet affectionate black eyes, like the sea. The most noticeable thing is the two long tear troughs on his face. "Hello, um..." Katori Amami stared blankly at the handsome face of the young man. She was so fascinated that she was speechless for a moment. But when she saw the mannequin moving behind the young man, she immediately shouted: "Be careful! Behind you..." The mysterious young man had a sheathed samurai sword hanging on his waist. His expression changed slightly, and he took a step, turned around, and drew his sword.
A faint blue light burst out from his body, wrapping around the samurai sword along his arm! The knife flashed, reflecting the cold moonlight, like a half moon appearing in the room, directly cutting all the dummies in the room in half. The mysterious young man never looked back, but quickly chased after him, leaving only one sentence behind: "There's only one monster in this building. If you stay here, it will be over soon." Watching the figure disappear in front of her eyes, appearing mysteriously like walking on the moon and disappearing like foam, Amami Katori felt her nose sore and had a premonition that they would never see each other again. "I haven't had time to ask your name yet..." It took her a while to come out of her melancholy and she picked up the live broadcast equipment again, wanting to share with her fans the emotion of escaping death and meeting a mysterious handsome man. "I like this little brother's looks!" "These eyes are like the sea reflecting the sky, and they are filled with sadness, which makes people feel sad." "What new drama is this promotional video for? The special effects are pretty good. Who is this actor?" Some new viewers who were attracted by the homepage push did not understand the cause and effect. They only saw the young man under the moonlight and the sword light that looked like a waning moon, and started asking questions. The old audience, who were originally frightened, became active and talked about the matter when they saw the divine man descend from the sky and the crisis was resolved. "I'm so glad Katori-chan is okay!" "Damn, was that sword energy just now? It's so cool." "The knife can reach so far that it can even cut the dummy at the door in half." "How could it be sword energy? It's a special effect!" After the mysterious young man appeared and slashed with that fierce sword, the popularity of the live broadcast room has risen to the top of the platform's homepage. Various visitors are attracted to it. Some of them like to sing a different tune. The audience who thinks they have discovered the truth began to analyze: "I knew it would be fine! How could there be monsters in this world? Isn't this the same promotion method used by the movie 'The Blair Witch Project'? It's a fake documentary, using ghost stories to attract people to the theater." "It's about time for the crew to come out and introduce the film's release schedule and trailer."
After some trolls discovered the "truth", they became angry and embarrassed because they were frightened by the live broadcast before, and began to speak nonsense: "The male lead doesn't look that good, not even as good as Ye Shan. He wears a weird costume with black background and red clouds. I think this must be a bad movie!" "Katori-chan has started to make money too!" "So what if the special effects are good? The most important thing now is the acting and the script, and sincerity!" Just as all kinds of ugly and malicious comments were about to fill up the live broadcast room, the room suddenly went dark. Some trolls who were proud of themselves for picking up their keyboards and spewing foul language wanted to continue dumping garbage, but after refreshing the page, it showed that the live broadcast room no longer existed. It was not because of lack of power or signal, or because Amami Katori had shut down the live broadcast. The live broadcast room was blocked. ………… Uchiha Ming, who chased out of the room and rushed through the corridor, still maintained the appearance of Uchiha Itachi before. Although the corridor was pitch black and he couldn't see his hand in front of him, he could still clearly see the shadow crawling quickly on the ceiling. At the beginning, Uchiha Ming did have bad intentions. He saw the live broadcast preview of the apprentice miko Katori-chan's adventure on the video website and felt that it was an opportunity. He can use ninjutsu to act mysteriously in secret to scare the live broadcast team, and finally disguise himself as a supernatural being like an onmyoji or a priest to exorcise demons in front of the camera. This will divert the Metropolitan Police Department's attention from Nakano Ward to Adachi Ward, distracting it from Di Lu, allowing them to fish in troubled waters more easily. Of course, Uchiha Ming knew that this plan was a bit crude, so he did not act rashly. Instead, he sent out his summoning beast Crow to follow Amami Katori's live broadcast team and observe secretly. But unexpectedly, Uchiha Ming was still hesitating whether to take action. Before he could take action himself, the live broadcast team was attacked by an unknown monster in the house. It is true that if you walk too much at night, you will encounter a ghost sooner or later. The true face and strength of the monster in the abandoned mall were clearly discovered by him using crows in secret. After finding out the monster's details, Uchiha Ming decided to rescue it. It’s a pity that they only had time to save the anchor Katori-chan and a guy in charge of photography, the others were tortured to death by the monster. As soon as he thought of this, a trace of murderous intent flashed in Uchiha Ming's eyes. He formed seals with his hands and said: "The art of grand fireball!" A huge fireball shot toward the ceiling. A pale arm hung down from the rapidly crawling shadow on the ceiling, and with a hook of the finger, a cabinet that had fallen to the ground flew into the air, blocking the front, and was blown into pieces by the fireball. The shadow took this opportunity to turn the corner and escape to the more spacious clothing area, where it finally stopped. The monster was hanging on the chandelier under the ceiling, and below it were shadowy ghostly mannequins, which looked particularly eerie and terrifying in the dark and empty hall. Uchiha Ming chased here and stopped, looking at the shadow with cold eyes. This monster has a bald head as big as a wheel, with narrow eyes and a mouth full of sharp teeth, but no body. Instead, it has six abnormally long arms over two meters long and shaped like human hands connected to its head. The head of the six-armed monster was hanging on the chandelier, with six pale and strange hands hanging down that looked like the arms of a dead person. It asked in a doubtful tone: "Human, what was that explosion just now? Did you have a grenade or an RPG? Was it a flamethrower?"
Can actually speak human language! ? This was the first time he encountered a talking monster since he traveled through time. Although Uchiha Ming was a little surprised, he appeared unmoved. He faced Uchiha Itachi's calm face and said: "Grenade, RPG, flamethrower, I didn't expect to hear these words from a monster. The monsters in the real world are really interesting." Chapter 22 Onmyoji, Swordsman, or Ninja? "If you were ever hunted by humans with these things, you would be impressed by them, too." The six-armed monster seemed to recall something, and there was a hint of fear in its tone. Its eyes swept over Uchiha Ming: "There are also pistols, assault rifles, submachine guns... Aren't you humans best at using various firearms and bombs? How many monsters were killed in this way." The more Uchiha Ming listened, the weirder it seemed. This six-handed monster seemed to have suffered at the hands of humans. But shouldn’t the opponents of monsters be supernatural beings such as onmyoji, shrine maidens, and monks? Why do it sound like their main enemies are humans who use thermal weapons? But it's already the 21st century, maybe times have really changed, and staffs are not as useful as guns. However, it was rare to encounter a talking monster. This was a good opportunity to learn about the monster world and the extraordinary structure of this world. Therefore, Uchiha Ming did not interrupt, but continued with what it said: "Don't worry. I don't have any guns or bombs. The sword in my hand is enough to deal with a small monster like you." "Bullshit! How can humans with swords be a match for monsters?" The six-handed monster was angered by the contempt in Uchiha Ming's tone. Uchiha Ming smiled nonchalantly and asked again: "You are so ugly, what kind of monster are you? I haven't seen any monsters similar to yours in the books." As soon as these words came out, the six-armed monster looked as if he had heard something incredible, and his face suddenly became ferocious: "Race? You actually asked such a low-level question. You don't even know the most basic common sense. You are definitely not from the Metropolitan Police Department, nor the Self-Defense Forces. Who the hell are you?" Exposed? It seems that I shouldn't ask that question. Uchiha Ming smacked his lips and slowly pulled the knife out of the sheath. Rather than testing him with words, it seemed more efficient to beat the six-handed monster half to death first and then interrogate him for information. The six-armed monster also noticed that Uchiha Ming had a bad look on his face, and immediately spread out his six abnormally long arms and opened his fingers. The discarded mannequins in the clothing area seemed to have heard a bugle call, and they twisted their limbs one by one and crawled up from the ground. "No wonder you fled here. These dummies are your soldiers." Uchiha Ming looked indifferently at the dozens of dummies that surrounded him and spoke in a flat tone. "on!" The six-armed monster danced like one, no, three lousy conductors standing on the stage at the same time, and the mannequins rushed towards him one after another. When Uchiha Ming met them, he chopped a dummy in half from head to toe with one knife, and then shuttled back and forth in the circle of dummies with light footsteps, without letting the dummies even touch the corner of the black-bottomed red cloud robe. He chopped off another dummy's head with his backhand, but the dummy with its head chopped off continued to rush towards him. "I almost forgot, these are not real people. They are already missing arms and legs. Cutting off their heads may be useless. They should be chopped into smaller pieces." He chopped down diagonally from the right side, cutting the dummy in two from shoulder to waist. This is called Kasashi-slash in Japanese kendo.
Of course, Uchiha Ming had no idea what kendo was, but relying on his extraordinary agility and the chakra sword in his hand that could cut through iron like mud, he easily chopped the dummies into pieces like cutting melons and vegetables, and the plastic broken arms and limbs fell all over the ground. "Although there are many mannequins in this abandoned mall, they are not endless. This is the last one. What are you going to do next?" After slicing the last mannequin along with its two arms, Uchiha Ming swung his knife towards the floor, as if throwing non-existent blood on the ground, and looked up at the six-armed monster on the chandelier. "So much for this lame puppet show..." Uchiha Ming bent his knees and pretended to jump up. At this moment, he felt his whole body tense up from head to toe, as if he was entangled by countless fishing lines. The harder he tried, the tighter it became. The six-armed monster opened its six arms and hooked its fingers towards Uchiha Ming, revealing a sinister and complacent grin: "Let me commend you for being able to cut off so many dummies with a knife. But how do you think I controlled the dummies? They were connected by invisible threads made of demonic energy. While you were cutting off the dummies, I secretly wrapped the demonic energy threads on the dummies around you." "So you monsters call chakra "yoke"..." Uchiha Ming glanced down and spoke calmly and unhurriedly. What chakra? The indifferent tone startled the six-armed monster, but he quickly calmed down. It has six arms and thirty fingers. A bunch of demonic energy threads that pop out from each finger can lift a weight of nearly 100 kilograms. Now there are a total of thirty demonic energy threads wrapped around this young man. Unless he has the strength of an Asian elephant, there is no way he can break free. As long as I use my six hands to tighten the demonic energy thread, I can tear him into pieces in an instant. Why can he be so calm? ! "From the beginning, your little tricks could not be hidden from me. These eyes can clearly see the color of chakra!" Uchiha Ming suddenly looked up at the monster under the ceiling, the scarlet Sharingan in his eyes was captivating in the darkness! "With these eyes, are you a monster too?! No, how can there be a monster that looks almost exactly like a human? Who are you?" The six-armed monster was shocked and instinctively tightened the demonic energy threads in his hands, ready to cut Uchiha Ming into pieces. At this moment, with a puff, Uchiha Ming, who was tightly tied up by dozens of transparent silk threads, was replaced into half a dummy! Substitution! Freed from his restraints, Uchiha Ming completed the seal at lightning speed, followed the silk thread, and spit out a fierce flame from his mouth: "Dragon Fire Technique!" The raging fire extended upwards along the silk thread at a speed much faster than the previous Fireball Technique. In the blink of an eye, it rushed in front of the six-handed monster. Before it could break the silk thread, it was covered by the flames! "Boom!" With a loud bang, flames splashed on the ceiling, lighting up the room as bright as day, and the chandelier was blown into pieces and fell to the ground. The six-armed monster also had one of its arms blown off, and it fell to the ground in a very embarrassed state, seriously injured. Just as it spread out its other arms to struggle and escape, a figure landed heavily on its face and stepped on it. Then with a few swish sounds, five kunai flew out and nailed the remaining arms of the six-handed monster to the ground! "How can a human breathe fire?! Who are you?" "Who knows, is he an Onmyoji, or a swordsman? Maybe a ninja." Chapter 23 There is no Onmyoji in this country
Ninja?! The Onmyoji in human stories and legends do have the ability to control fire, and they can chop dummies off as easily as cutting melons and vegetables, which makes them somewhat like swordsmen, but what the hell are ninjas? Aren't all Japanese ninjas rats in the gutter, hiding in the dark and doing low-level things like poisoning and stealing information? Where can there be a ninja that can spit fire? Even the most rubbish Taiga drama it has seen doesn't dare to shoot like this. No, no, he had tricked me into this.