Chapter 52

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Protagonist:

Zang Ye

"Stop!"

Kagome shouted.

Inuyasha's body stiffened, and that messenger took the opportunity to snatch the letter and hastily fled.

"Kagome, what are you doing!?" Inuyasha questioned Kagome with some anger.

"That person is just an ordinary human."

"He doesn't have any Shikon Jewel Shards on him either."

"Why did you suddenly run over to scare them."

Inuyasha frowned and said, "There was the smell of ink left there just now, I thought if I chased the scent I could find that guy."

"Something this important, and you keep it hidden from us."

"If we're any slower, the Shikon Jewel Shard will be snatched away by Miroku."

"You hate him that much?"

"You like that lecher that much!?"

"Of course... of course I'm kidding you..."

Inuyasha felt heavily struck, completely ignoring the rest of Kagome's sentence.

"Really, so that's how it is..."

Inuyasha reached out both hands, considering whether to grope Kagome's butt too.

Kagome: "Hey, at least let me finish speaking."

Shippo: "That guy is an idiot!"

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"What!?"

"You eliminated all the wandering samurai! And you did it alone."

"If that's true..."

A surprised voice rang out from a large mansion.

The Hell Painter knelt before the master of this mansion, extremely respectful.

The surprise just now came from the master here; looking at the Hell Painter, he continued, "I can arrange a position for you, stay and work in the mansion."

Hell Painter: "Yes!"

"I heard those wandering samurai were causing trouble in your well, my Lord, and I thought it was the perfect chance to show you my abilities."

At this time, one of the lord's servants whispered a few words in the lord's ear.

The Hell Painter's noble legitimate son identity is fake; he is merely a painter who wandered in from elsewhere.

Hearing his subordinate say this, the lord's attitude turned cold; he waved his hand, "Throw him out, don't waste this lord's time any further."

"My Lord, please listen to me."

"I really did eliminate that band of wandering samurai, I am a warrior! Not some... painter." (Wandering samurai, i. e., bandits.)

Two people entered the gate, seized the Hell Painter, and took him away.

The expelled Hell Painter's expression was extremely ugly.

No matter how he explained, no one believed him.

"A few days ago, I saw you bring a worthless painting; I remember it clearly, you lowly scoundrel."

The lord's two attendants, faces full of anger, without a word picked up clubs and beat the Hell Painter severely.

"Damn it..." The Hell Painter gritted his teeth, searing the two men's faces into his memory.

"Enough, don't go too far."

At this moment, a gentle female voice came from within the mansion; the Hell Painter raised his head and saw a very beautiful, gentle-looking woman.

Instantly, his heart stirred, "What a beautiful woman."

The lord's two attendants, hearing this, could not continue; they said viciously, "You bastard, you actually got lucky and saved your life."

The two attendants bound the Hell Painter and threw him out.

On a mountain path, the Hell Painter recalled his earlier treatment, the attendants' beating, the lord's indifference, and flew into a rage.

"Bastards!"

"Once I summon the Hell Evil Ghost Army, you bastards are dead!"

"Becoming a Warring States lord is only natural; who dares complain!!"

"I want a castle, I want wealth, and that... woman."

"Hahaha..."

Inside the bamboo tube at the Hell Painter's waist, a Shikon Jewel Shard flashed with light.

The Hell Painter, completely unaware, merely fantasized about his happy life owning a castle, wealth, and a woman.

Just as he was lost in his fantasy, a hand grabbed him and pulled him aside, "Hey! Step aside a moment, I want to talk."

The Hell Painter froze; seeing the newcomer's appearance, his face went pale with panic — a head of silver hair, a pair of non-human ears; he's a Yokai!

This person was none other than Inuyasha, who had been tracking the mastermind by scent all along.

In the distance, Kagome rode her bicycle rushing over at full speed, saying somewhat helplessly, "Good grief, this guy again."

Shippo sighed on the side, "This is already the sixth person, Inuyasha, really..."

The Hell Painter looked at Inuyasha in panic, "Yokai..."

"What do you want to do..."

Hearing this, Inuyasha questioned, "Big Master wants to ask you, why is the ink on you mixed with a pungent blood scent!?"

The Hell Palette was shocked, struggling repeatedly, "Let go of me, let go of me!!"

After struggling a few times, Inuyasha also let go of his hand.

The Hell Painter ran more than ten meters away, turned around, with a fierce expression, "You yokai, look at my Evil Oni!"

The Hell Painter threw out a scroll painting, an Evil Oni several meters tall holding a Crescent Moon Spade flew out from inside.

The Crescent Moon Spade swung toward Inuyasha, Inuyasha was shocked, retreated backward, dodging the attack.

"Evil Oni!"

"An Evil Oni appeared in that person's painting!?"

"Could it be, that man is a yokai??" Shippo said in shock.

Kagome's eyes sparkled, "No, that person is a human."

"There is a Shikon Jewel Shard on him!"

"In the bamboo tube at his waist!"

Seeing the bamboo tube at the Hell Painter's waist flashing with the light of a Shikon Jewel Shard, Kagome exclaimed.

Hearing this, Inuyasha suddenly understood, "So he is the one who killed those samurai."

"Don't run!"

Inuyasha was about to chase the escaping Hell Painter, when the figure of an Evil Oni appeared before his eyes, a huge palm as big as Inuyasha grabbed toward him..

"Stop bothering me!"

Inuyasha shouted loudly, drew Tessaiga, leaped up with his whole body, and slashed the Evil Oni with one strike.

After the Evil Oni died, it turned into a pool of black water mixed with blood and ink, a stench rushed into the nose.

Inuyasha's whole body collapsed, almost making him faint from the stench.

"Inuyasha..."

"What a stinky smell!"

"His nose is too sensitive, he fainted from the stench." Shippo said.

In the distance, the Hell Painter who had run very far hid behind a tree, saying somewhat surprised, "What's going on with this yokai..."

"Following the scent of ink and blood, they can find me."

Thinking that he still had many scroll paintings on him, the Hell Painter took a breath, "However, there's nothing to be afraid of."

"I still have thousands of Evil Oni protecting me, what can a yokai do."

On the street, Zang Ye and Mage Miroku were separated by more than ten meters, the two tacitly stopped their steps, observing each other.

Mage Miroku's expression was grave, "This guy has such strong yokai energy on him, he's not an ordinary yokai!"

"This is trouble, he has already noticed us."

Mage Miroku placed his hand on the seal on his right hand.