"The flame, the flame is on! The flame is on!"

"Hurry, hurry up and bring the water!"

The Honmyo Temple, built by felling down the cherry trees in the mountains, turned into a sea of ​​fire in a matter of seconds.

"...The monsters leave!"

Yagyu Yujurou's stern scolding resounded throughout the courtyard.

A fiery, fragrant object embraced Shoji Shinemon from behind.

"This, that kimono?"

In his black-and-white blurred vision, he saw a long sleeve covered with fire patterns and cherry blossoms, draped from the back in front of him...

The fiery light that eroded his heart immediately ignited his body and consciousness...

"This... what is this?!"

At the gate of the Honmiao Temple, the people who were forced out by the thick smoke and fire turned their heads in horror...

"Master Zhuang Si?"

I saw the purple big-sleeved kimono that flew up from the burning fire and set the entire temple on fire. I don't know when, with the flames that devoured everything, it was draped over the body of Shoji Jinemon who died on his knees.

"No, I, Shoji Jinemon, as the king of Yoshihara..."

As the knot of the kimono was automatically fastened, it was put on the body of Shōji Shinemon...

"How can you, just die here because of your worthless love and the hypocrisy of the shogunate..."

He had no breath at all, his skin was scorched and his flesh was scorched in the rising firelight, and his body like black charcoal was cracked with fire!

Endless unwillingness and desire merged with this treacherous fire, as if the fire had met the dry wood, turning into a steady stream of powerful force, pouring into Shoji Jinyouemon's body.

There was a voice in his heart telling him...

I have transcended to another level of life.

"Hey, hey, hey... I, Shoji Jinemon, will live forever with this flame from today on..."

Wearing a gorgeous kimono, his body was like charred black and withered face, and he slowly stood up amid the unwilling cry.

"Namo Amitabha... Lord Zhuang Si..."

Seeing this scene, he ran to the abbot of Benmiao Temple outside the gate of the courtyard, and immediately folded his hands together and recited the Buddhist scriptures: "There is no security in the three realms, just like a house on fire, full of suffering, so terrifying..."

"Since your lord has been possessed by grievances and turned into evil ghosts, you can only do a little bit of your duty as a Buddhist practitioner..."

The looming Buddha light blooms from him...

"Duty?! Hey, you useless bald donkey..."

"Call."

The next second, Shoji Jinemon, who turned into a charred corpse, fluttered his sleeves with a twisted and graceful figure...

"I've wasted so many days, I haven't been able to solve this kimono..."

"Ughhhhh..."

The raging flames poured out, and the old abbot turned into a burning man in an instant as if he had been splashed with oil!

"So far, do you think you can stop me?!"

"Quickly save the abbot!!!"

Several monks with buckets in their hands, who just rushed up from the mountain to put out the fire, immediately stepped forward to help.

They found in despair that this strange flame was not only extremely hot, the water and soil could not be extinguished, but also flowed around the ground like life...

"Stay, host?!"

Then, the abbot, who was struggling frantically in the flames and turned into charred bones, jumped up and threw the two of them down, igniting them with the enchanting flames on his body...

"Hahahaha...burn it...burn it..."

Below the Honmyo-ji Temple, which was completely shrouded in fire, Shōji Shinemon, dressed in a gorgeous kimono, walked down the mountain step by step.

"Come with me, use the desire in your heart to ignite everything you see!"

Behind him, several monks with the same flames lingering, scorched black and rotten, slowly climbed up from the ground and followed behind him.

The blazing fire started from the top of Hongo Maruyama and spread down the mountain road.

The cherry blossoms blooming all over the mountains and plains were instantly swallowed up by the flames, and the entire mountain seemed to be transformed into a **** of eight heats.

The headless corpse of the "Yoshihara Self-Defense Force" on the left and right of the mountain road also slowly got up in the fire, gathered into a torrent of "Brazil", and followed behind Shoji Shinemon...

"Hahahaha, I, Shoji Jinemon, have been reborn from ashes today, and I must turn Edo into scorched earth and become the real king of this land!"

"Boom!"

Surrounded by flames all over the mountains and fields, the Honmiao Temple, which was turned into a fire, collapsed.

"Why?"

Zhuang Sijin Uemon stopped in his footsteps and turned around stiffly. In his empty eye sockets, two flames passed over the scorched black flames with dull eyes behind him...

"You are not like them... become a puppet of lust... Jie Jie Jie Jie... But, it's okay..."

In the ruins of the collapsed Benmiao Temple, a tall figure walked out of the fire without any hassle.

"I was just feeling sorry for not being able to take you on the road in person... Yagyu Yujuro!!!"

Walking out of the Honmyo Temple, which was engulfed by flames, it was Yagyu Yujuro who wore a pair of swords on his waist and had dull eyes.

At this moment, his clothes were scorched black, and the skin on his body also showed multiple burns.

The most obvious is the large dark red burn on one side of his forehead.

Adds a bit of grimness to the originally handsome face.

A layer of blue light that was hard to discern with the naked eye, like an insulating material, quietly covered his body, preventing the surrounding flames from being contaminated.

"Asagiri... we're leaving..."

Shoji Jinemon, who was burning with anger and turned into a monster, didn't pay any attention, nor did he care about his bruised body. Yagyu Yujurou hugged something in his arms like he was caring for a baby.

"Let me show you, the world outside Youkuo..."

It was impressive, it was a delicate and small bone urn.

The ashes of Asagiri are naturally in full bloom.

He actually endured the fire, thick smoke and high temperature~lightnovelpub.net~ in the backyard of Benmiao Temple, carefully collected the ashes of Asagiri carefully, and then walked out of the fire.

"Where to go?! The second round has just begun..."

Zhuang Sizhengemon danced with long sleeves, and the flames from all over the mountains gathered in his hands...

"Roar……"

Smelling the breath of the living, the group of "blaze men" who were screaming in pain and blazing into the sky also let out a greedy roar, marching on the flames that covered the mountains and fields toward Yagyu Yushou Lang and surrounded him...

"Sorry, you..."

Standing indifferently in the sea of ​​​​fire, Yagyu Yushourou protected the bone urn with one hand, and put the other hand on the handle of the knife, and his whole body surged with spiritual power...

"... in the way."

A huge sword light swung out from Yagyu Yujurou's hand, splitting the sea of ​​fire under his feet in two...

"No!!!"

Whether it was the "Brazil Man" coming along the mountain road, or the blazing blazing Shoji Shinemon behind them, they all turned into charred coke in the light of the sword that seemed to be slow and fast.

Even the purple kimono with large sleeves on his body was unavoidably torn apart and shattered into pieces of rags under the light of the sword...

No resistance.

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