Infinite Puzzle City

Chapter 93: Death of Senbei (Part )
"An F-level cursed item, the Evil Embroidery Needle, has been discovered. Do you want to activate it?"

After activating the [Evil-Suppressing Order], Xiao Ran took out the embroidery needle and immediately chose to activate it.

"activation!"

As the spell pattern trainee drilled out from under the skin and merged with the embroidery needle, the properties of the embroidery needle also appeared in front of Xiao Ran.

Evil Needle Trainee
The embroiderer's malicious intent makes this inconspicuous embroidery needle no longer ordinary.

Privilege 1: Embroidered Soul

After activation, the Embroidery Soul will be summoned to bless the user. The user's needlework skills will be greatly improved, and the user will gain the assistance of the Embroidery Soul.

However, the user's own abilities are too poor to keep up with the assistance of the Embroidered Soul, and he will also suffer the backlash of the Embroidered Soul.

Privilege 2: Penetration of Evil Thoughts

The evil thoughts on the embroidery needle have extremely strong penetrating power and can ignore the enemy's defense depending on the strength of the user's ability.

(Note: Embroidery needles are not weapons, but if used skillfully, they can still be fatal!)

"Not bad, better than I expected."

Xiao Ran was very satisfied with the embroidery needle. The corpses he would suture in the future would inevitably become more and more bizarre, so it would be best to have more handy tools.

Then Xiao Ran began to sew up the ronin in front of him.

This guy was killed by Pumpkin, but Xiao Ran suspected that Pumpkin got away with it, because there were obviously many lacerations on the ronin's body, which were obviously caused by the blood vessels in the principal's body.

There were so many wounds that in some of them one could see the bones beneath the skin and flesh.

However, these were not big problems for Xiao Ran. Picking up the embroidery needle, Xiao Ran began to sew along the ronin's body from bottom to top.

At this time, the privileges of the embroidery needle also started to be activated.

A ray of dark red blood light spread out from the embroidery needle and wrapped around Xiao Ran's hand, making Xiao Ran's technique become more agile. It felt like wearing an exoskeleton, where one point of strength could exert ten times the strength.

At the same time, Xiao Ran noticed that many places that had not been sutured were covered by red light. In the red light, the tissue under the skin and flesh, the shape of the torn wounds, and even the blood vessels underneath were clearly exposed to his sight.

Now, you don't need to observe the wound from all angles, and you can quickly determine what suturing technique to use, the path of the needle and thread, and the direction of needle insertion.

It is like having an all-round assistant by your side, preparing you for the operation.

This ability was like adding wings to a tiger, allowing Xiao Ran's suturing speed to increase rapidly.

Even after the suture is completed, subtle changes in the effect of the suture can be seen, such as whether the corpse skin will affect the final suture effect over time. These are details that Xiao Ran had previously overlooked.

Xiao Ran stared at the sutured wound for a while and soon discovered that although the sutured wound was flawless, as time went by and the skin and flesh gradually hardened, the originally perfectly connected skin and flesh began to show signs of deformation. Although this did not affect the appearance, it was definitely a fatal mistake for Xiao Ran who wanted to strive for perfection.

“So this is possible.”

Seeing this, Xiao Ran picked up the scissors, cut open the sutured wound, and started suturing it again.

This time, Xiao Ran left a little more than one millimeter of needle thread at each suture site, so that even if the skin hardened and tightened, he could ensure that the suture site would not show signs of deformation.
Xiao Ran's suture skills became more and more proficient, and he seemed to be able to master all kinds of master-level suture techniques. Every detail was handled flawlessly.

Until the final suture is completed.

The ronin on the table in front of him was lying naked on it, with almost no signs of external injuries on his body.

[You have reached the conditions to trigger the privilege, do you want to activate the privilege soul grabbing! ]

Xiao Ran took a deep breath. He actually had very high expectations for this ronin.

He was also well versed in the opponent's sword-drawing technique. Compared to the Ichiku-pa swordsmanship of the red umbrella girl, he wanted to understand the ronin's swordsmanship more.

He immediately opened his palm and silently chanted: "Seize the soul!"

Along with the red light emerging from the [Evil-Suppressing Order], the memories of Langren's life began to appear in front of Xiao Ran.

"Senbei!"

Along with the screams of his companions, a trembling sound like a poisonous snake attacking was heard in the air.

Senbei's expression suddenly changed. He grasped the hilt of the sword with one hand and made a gesture to draw the sword, but he kept backing away quickly. Until the moment he had some distance between them, the sword at his waist made a sharp whistling sound.

"cut!"

With a "bang" sound, Senbei slowly raised his head and looked at the young man in front of him, with a hint of gloom in his eyes.

Snowflakes as big as goose feathers fell with the cold wind.

The boy looked no more than 11 or 12 years old, wearing a ragged Taoist robe and carrying a gourd on his waist. He stood in the snow, staring intently at the sword in Senbei's hand. "Senbei!!"

The companion behind him raised the gun in his hand and pointed it at the boy.

"Asshole, back off!!!"

Seeing this, Senbei slashed his companion's hand with his sword and cut off the hand holding the gun. He stared at the people behind him with a sinister look on his face and said in Japanese: "Do you want me to violate the dignity of a samurai?"

Everyone looked at each other, and as they looked at their companion whose arm was cut off, they showed difficulty on their faces.

It's already three rounds, and in just three rounds, Senbei, who is known as the best of the new generation in Japan, has already fallen into a disadvantage.

The boy in front of him, who looked only eleven or twelve years old, could obviously not be compared with Senbei in terms of strength or speed. Even the sword in his hand looked light and soft, but he was able to suppress Senbei so much that he could not raise his head.

"Ishihara-kun, please leave and chase after Li Jingqi. Don't waste any more time here!"

The man called Ishihara-kun shouted angrily with a dark face: "Asshole, what are you going to do!!"

Senbei took a deep breath and slowly raised the sword in his hand: "Kamitori Reiko, Matsushima, Tada Sotarou, Sakakibara Hibiki, Morishita So, they are all dead. Only Ishihara-kun and I are left in the Jade Release Seven Killings Group. I have been here for so long, and I have helped you kill many people, but today, I want to verify the glory of the Shinkage School. Please forgive me, Ishihara-kun. Now please leave immediately, otherwise, the next person I will kill is you, Ishihara-kun!"

Ishihara gnashed his teeth in anger when he heard this. He glanced at the boy in front of him from the corner of his eye. He knew what Senbei wanted to do, but he obviously had no ability to stop him. He gritted his teeth and cursed: "Asshole, you selfish idiot, let's go."

After saying that, Ishihara immediately waved his hand and led a group of people away from the side path.

Only after Ishihara and the others left did Senbei relax, took off the wine flask at his waist and took a sip, while saying in fluent Chinese: "You are very powerful, but you are destined to be tragic. The future is the world of firearms, and your sword is no longer the most powerful weapon."

As he spoke, Senbei was afraid that the boy didn't understand, so he made a pistol gesture with his hand and pointed it at the boy: "Bang bang!"

"Do you understand? Even a child younger than you can kill masters like you and me if he gets a gun."

The young man seemed to understand a little after hearing this and nodded: "Then I'll go down the mountain and learn how to use a gun to fight you bastards?"

"Asshole, you big fool!"

Upon hearing this, Senbei started cursing angrily, then looked at the boy helplessly. He thought that a genius like the boy in front of him would be able to understand his feelings, but he didn't expect that the other person's ideas were completely different from his own.

"Your swordsmanship is very powerful. You may have great accomplishments in the future. If it were a thousand years earlier, you would have become a respected master in history. But in this era, you are not even as good as a soldier who has just learned to use a gun. Do you understand?"

The boy scratched his head: "I think I understand."

When Senbei saw that he understood what he meant, he breathed a sigh of relief.

But the boy's next words almost made Senbei throw the knife in his hand.

The young man continued, "I'll join the army when I get down the mountain and beat you bastards to death."

"Ah, Bakayaro, you are simply stupid. Don't you understand that you and I are both trash abandoned by the times? The samurai are doomed to decline and will no longer have the glory they once had. You will also be drowned by the times. Don't geniuses like you feel sad about this?"

Seeing how angry he was, the young man couldn't help laughing. He squatted down and looked at Senbei's anxious and annoyed look and said with a smile:

"Survival of the fittest, all things change, but the times have never abandoned anyone, and it didn't stop you, it was you who rejected it. My master said that all methods are just to save oneself and others, and the means are only secondary. Don't you understand this principle?"

Senbingwei looked confused when he heard this, as if he understood, but also as if he didn't understand.

Seeing this, the young man smiled and showed his white teeth and explained: "I practice swordsmanship to kill you beasts. When I go down the mountain to join the army and pick up a gun, I will still fight you beasts. Why should I care about what means I use? After I drive you all away, I won't have to hold a gun or practice swordsmanship anymore. I can just concentrate on practicing my Tao. Do you understand?"

Senbei took a sip of wine in distress. He didn't understand, and he didn't want to understand.

He stayed here just to fight as a samurai, even if he had to die like a samurai.

Throw down the wine jug in your hand.

He clenched his hands tightly on the hilt of the knife, and his eyes suddenly became cold as the hot smell of alcohol in his abdomen surged to his heart.

Seeing this, the young man in front of him stood up and raised the slender soft sword in his hand. The sword tip shone brightly under the white snow, and two words could be vaguely seen on the blade: [Spiritual]

"kill!!!"

Following Senbei's roar, Ishihara and the others who had already walked far away suddenly turned back and saw a group of birds flying up in unison in the distance.

"boom!!!"

Blood splattered on the white snowflakes, and in his gradually enlarging pupils he could still see the stunning sword light from the previous attack. It was very painful, as if there was a big hole in his throat that was quickly pulling his consciousness away.

But Senbei felt unprecedented satisfaction and relaxation. Just as his consciousness gradually faded, he could still hear the voice of the young man next to him: "Kill another one, go down the mountain to learn how to shoot..."

(End of this chapter)