Hayato was slightly startled, suddenly remembering the little ghost he encountered when he released the Zashiki Warashi in the basement of the Aoi Estate.
So, this guy secretly hid the Ghost Infant in the basement?
Using Aoi Hai's hand, he nurtured this Ghost Infant.
Thinking of this, Hayato slightly narrowed his eyes.
He really didn't know who gave this guy the courage.
Refining a Ghost Infant with evil methods, and still daring to come knocking?
"Yin Spirit Curse!"
Just as Hayato was thinking, the Headhunter opposite suddenly formed a strange hand seal with both hands.
Immediately after, a shadowy Yin Spirit figure, moving at extreme speed, pounced towards Hayato.
"Since Hayakawa Rin killed my Ghost Infant, then use Hayato's flesh and blood to feed my Yin Spirit!"
The Headhunter's face revealed a crazed smile.
Yin Spirit Curse is an extremely sinister curse.
The caster needs to collect wandering Yin Spirits in cemeteries or mass graves with extremely heavy Yin Qi, seal them within their own body, and endure the pain of the Yin Spirits gnawing at their flesh and blood day and night.
Only after forty-nine days can the Yin Spirit be completely tamed.
When casting, the Yin Spirit can be released and driven to possess the target.
A person possessed by a Yin Spirit will have their temperament greatly change.
The Yin Spirit will gradually devour the host's soul over the next few days.
Finally, the body is completely occupied by the Yin Spirit, becoming a walking corpse, used by the Headhunter.
This Monk, since he can kill his Ghost Infant, must be very strong.
If he could make his physical body his own, it would compensate for the loss of his killed Ghost Infant.
Buzz!
The Yin Spirit's speed was extremely fast, and the distance between the two people was so close that there wasn't even time to react unexpectedly.
Hayato's expression, however, was quite calm.
Seeing the Yin Spirit approaching, the kasaya on his body suddenly erupted with Buddha light.
Under the pervasive Buddha light, the Yin Spirit's appearance was immediately exposed before his eyes.
That was a Woman with a ferocious face.
Her entire body was inscribed with blood-colored curses, looking eerie and bloody.
"Dharma Implement?"
Seeing this scene, the Headhunter's face revealed an expression of astonishment.
Things like Dharma Implements are not something just anyone can possess.
He had cultivated curse arts for so many years, and had only seen one Dharma Implement in his master's hands.
That Dharma Implement was regarded by his master as more precious than his own son; let alone touching it, even getting close would result in a severe punishment.
He didn't expect to encounter a Dharma Implement here.
Not a low-quality Dharma Implement refined with evil methods, but a real Buddhism Dharma Implement.
Looking at the kasaya on Hayato's body, the Headhunter's face revealed undisguised greed.
If he could obtain this Dharma Implement, let alone the death of one Ghost Infant, the death of ten Ghost Infants would be worth it.
This Monk must die!
"To have died a tragic death in life, and then be refined into a Yin Spirit after death, she is also a pitiful person."
Sensing the strong malice on the Headhunter's body, Hayato casually glanced over.
His right hand naturally hung down, palm facing inwards, middle finger touching the ground.
Subduing Mara Mudra!
Behind him, Buddha light gathered, forming a phantom Buddha figure.
The Buddha sat cross-legged, right hand naturally hanging down, palm facing inwards, placed between the right knee and lower leg, middle finger touching the ground.
In an instant, immeasurable Buddha light shone everywhere, and faint Sanskrit Chanting resounded.
Wherever the Buddha light passed, the Yin Spirit Curse's face revealed an expression of both pain and relief.
The Yin Spirit refined into a Yin Spirit Curse must endure the pain of heart-gnawing every day.
Only the resentment brought by this painful torment can continuously strengthen the Yin Spirit's power.
His Subduing Mara Mudra, dispelled not only the evil nature of this Yin Spirit, but also all the suffering Hayakawa Rin had endured.
As wisps of Yin Qi dissipated, the Yin Spirit's ferocious expression also became gentle and relaxed.
"Thank you, Master!"
The Yin Spirit, having regained her sanity, showed gratitude on her face, clasped her hands together, and slowly bowed.
Naturally dissipated.
Pfft!
The curse was broken, the Headhunter's face flushed red, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
He looked at Hayato with horror in his eyes.
He never expected that this guy could break his curse art so easily.
"Layman, you have exhausted your means. Now it is This humble monk's turn."
Hayato lowered his gaze and slowly said.
The moment he raised his head, his eyes, filled with golden light, contained only pure killing intent.
Today, he will go on a killing spree.
Swish!
The Vajra Prayer Beads revolved, immeasurable power blessing his body.
A wrathful Vajra Manifestation instantly appeared behind Hayato. The Vajra glared angrily, holding Dharma Implements in its hands. Its arms, formed from Buddha light, suddenly smashed downwards.
Vajra glares wrathfully, only kills, does not save!
Thud!
With a muffled sound, the Headhunter's body was directly smashed into a mist of blood by the Vajra Manifestation.
Hayato looked at the Headhunter who had turned into a mist of blood, and suddenly thought.
That guy who killed Yamada Yumi seems to also be a Headhunter?
The profession of Headhunter generally only operates in the Southeast Asian region.
It doesn't seem like a coincidence that these two Headhunters appeared in Japan at the same time.
Even if it was a coincidence, fellow practitioners might know something Hayato doesn't.
But, it's too late to say this now.
Hayato already hammered them to death, what's the use of regretting?
"My hand was too fast, why has my temper become so irritable lately!"
As expected, my mindset is still not enough.
Hayato shook his head, about to leave.
The moment Hayato turned around, a gust of chilling wind suddenly attacked from behind.
That intense malice made Hayato's eyebrows twitch wildly.
The next second, a blood shadow directly pierced through the kasaya's protective Buddha light.
Poof!
Sharp teeth were biting tightly onto Hayato's shoulder.
Only then did Hayato see the true form of the blood shadow, a head dripping with blood.
And that face was precisely the Headhunter Hayato had just killed.
"Flying Head Curse?"
After long periods of cultivation, Headhunters can make their heads separate from their bodies and fly.
By means of the Flying Head Curse, they can absorb others' vital energy and magic power to strengthen their own magic power.
Moreover, ordinary magic spells cannot withstand the Flying Head Curse at all.
"Monk, you dare to destroy my body, then give me your body!"
"A body with such abundant Yang energy is enough to advance my cultivation further."
The Headhunter let out a low, crazy laugh.
As long as he sucked dry this guy's vital energy and magic power, he could usurp it and directly seize this body.
Although his realm would temporarily drop, his future potential would definitely far exceed what it was before.
Hayato suddenly felt the vital energy and magic power in his body rapidly draining away.
Not only did Hayato not show fear, but he instead looked at the Headhunter with interest.
"Sucking my vital energy? Then let you suck your fill!"
Boom!
The vital energy roared, and dense blood energy directly poured into the Headhunter's head.
In just a moment, the Headhunter felt that the Yang energy he had absorbed had reached its limit.
Then he was horrified to discover that the vital energy in this Monk's body had not only not decreased but was becoming increasingly dense.
That violent vital energy was like a great river squeezing into a small stream, making him feel like he would explode the next second.
How could this Monk's vital energy be so powerful?
Feeling his head that was about to be unable to bear it, the excitement in the Headhunter's eyes turned into fear.
He now only had one head left.
If the Flying Head Curse was also broken, then he would truly die.
The kind where his soul would be scattered.
This was the price of cultivating evil methods.
"Master! I was wrong, let me go!"
Listening to the Headhunter's plea for mercy, Hayato was unmoved.
This kind of evil cultivator was insane; in order to refine evil methods, he had killed at least a thousand people. Dying a hundred times wouldn't be enough.
However, Hayato could make use of this waste.
Hayato grabbed the head and held it in his hand.
"Do you know where a Headhunter named Suzuki Taro is?"
Hayato looked at the Headhunter's face full of pleas and asked indifferently.
These two guys were both Headhunters, and Japan was only this big. Even if they didn't know each other well, they should have at least heard of each other.
"Suzuki Taro?"
A trace of doubt flashed in the Headhunter's eyes, but feeling the increasingly abundant vital energy, he didn't have time to think and spoke in a panic.
"He is my fellow disciple brother, and he is currently in Japan... I don't know his exact residence, I just occasionally heard him mention where he lived."
Listening to the address the Headhunter reported, Hayato raised his eyebrows.
Unexpectedly, a casual question actually led him to a clue.
Although it was just a rough area, it was enough.
At least it could save Hayato a lot of effort.
"Master, I've told you everything I know, I beg you..."
The Headhunter begged for mercy with a humble expression.
Hayato looked at that cautious face and smiled slightly.
"Since you are no longer useful, what's the point of keeping you? This humble monk will send the layman to the Western Paradise!"
"Monk, you don't keep your word!"