The Wind Demon Brothers are recently appeared yokai in the Silver District.
Even though they have not been around for long, they have already gained considerable fame.
Because they come and go without a trace, often with just a gust of wind, a person’s head would fall to the ground.
Therefore, when He Tai was planning to acquire the "Fear" banner from Tongshou Temple, he hired these three brothers—according to the contract, when he needs them, he just shouts their names and they would come out to help decapitate his enemies.
Why didn’t they show up?
Feeling the eerily quiet courtyard, He Tai couldn’t help but frown.
Then he shook his head.
The Wind Demon Brothers are quite trustworthy!
Once paid, they will do the job!
This is the brothers’ motto, so he hired the ’three brothers’, after all, he clearly knows who he is facing.
The famous Master Tongshou Temple!
Ordinary characters, yokai meeting this master, probably get scared even before the fight begins.
But not the Wind Demon Brothers.
They not only gave him a verbal guarantee but also signed a contract.
Bound by the power of the contract, failing to fulfill it would cost them dearly.
Although it wouldn’t kill them, it would definitely be very painful.
Thinking of this, He Tai steadied his spirit.
Could it be part of the Wind Demon Brothers’ strategy to confuse the monks of Tongshou Temple?
As He Tai thought this, he spoke again.
"Wind Demon Brothers, come forth!"
"Fulfill your promise!"
A gust of wind, even noisier than before, appeared.
The night breeze was gentle, bringing a chill.
Feeling this chill, He Tai’s lips curled up.
They’re coming! They’re here!
The Wind Demon Brothers are here!
With his onmyoji skills, even the old monk of Tongshou Temple would surely be no match.
If his shikigami were here, it would be even better.
Unfortunately, he must ensure the safety of that lady.
Although he is after the "Fear" banner and has collaborated with some unscrupulous people, he does not want to harm the innocent.
Operating in the shadows, he considers himself not a good person, but he is still... human.
Some things, he will not do.
"Monk of Tongshou Temple, do you feel it?"
"The power of the Wind Demon Brothers."
"Invisible and sharp."
"Do you really not intend to hand over the ’Fear’ banner?"
"The Wind Demon Brothers?"
The old monk of Tongshou Temple murmured thoughtfully to himself.
Being a person of the Mystical Side, the old monk certainly knew about the recently famous Wind Demon Brothers and their methods.
If possible, he would not mind handing over the "Fear" banner to the other party.
But, he really doesn’t have it!
How can he hand it over?
Therefore, after murmuring to himself, the old monk could only lightly bow with his hands pressed together.
Decades of constant practice made the old monk appear calm, composed, and possessing an indescribable aura.
And coincidentally, when the old monk straightened up... the wind stopped!
The gentle night breeze stopped.
The chill dissipated.
Only a slight coolness remained.
This old, wandering onmyoji repeatedly stepped back, continuously shouting loudly.
"Wind Demon Brothers? Wind Demon Brothers?"
Only his own voice echoed.
Is this... Master Tongshou Temple?!
At this moment, He Tai was no longer just surprised.
In fact, when this wretched, wandering onmyoji sensed that indescribable aura from the old monk of Tongshou Temple, alarm bells went off in his heart.
That gentle, tenacious yet profound aura made him subconsciously think he was seeing a Buddha in the temple, instinctively wanting to retreat.
Then, the wind coincidentally stopped.
This made He Tai unconsciously start to speculate.
Could the Wind Demon Brothers have been dealt with by Master Tongshou Temple?
Silently taken care of.
Was it over before it started?
Thoughts in He Tai’s heart unconsciously bubbled up.
Already having retreated to the courtyard gate, the down-and-out, wandering onmyoji unconsciously wanted to step over the threshold and leave.
But just as he moved his leg, he stopped again.
The "Fear" banner is the hope to revitalize his family!
He couldn’t just withdraw!
A lifetime of obsession made this down-and-out, wandering onmyoji return.
The monk of Tongshou Temple had no idea what happened.
When he saw He Tai leave, he was quite pleased, but when he saw He Tai return, he sighed and was puzzled.
However, no matter what, he did not show it.
Just with a calm expression, his hands gently pressed together.
"Donor, is there anything else?"
The old monk of Tongshou Temple asked.
"It is my only hope!"
"I will not give up!"
As He Tai spoke, he took out a stack of talisman papers, and with a flick, they turned into clusters of flames, six in total, surrounding He Tai.
The old monk of Tongshou Temple sighed and shook his head.
There was no avoiding it now.
It had to be a fight.
Watching the old monk’s shaking head, He Tai gritted his teeth, waved his hand.
Six flames shot directly at the old monk.
The six flames, some in straight lines and some in arcs.
With a whooshing sound of cutting through the air, they completely blocked the old monk’s retreat.
Feeling the scorching heat approaching, the old monk remained calm.
Although not skilled in combat, he was not without experience.