The most unique night cherry blossoms on a May night.”

In this situation, no one can refuse the invitation of the oiran lady.

All the guests moved under the night cherry blossoms, and saw that the petals of the cherry blossoms, which were originally as white as snow, turned into a rich and strange scarlet color under the pale moonlight.

The guests who had never seen such a scene exclaimed.

Miss Ikuko raised her eyelids and smiled: "This is just the prelude to tonight. Next, please enjoy the cherry blossom feast."

After saying this, she hurriedly plucked the shamisen string in her arms, and the rhythm was so strong that it sounded inappropriate and filled the atrium.

"Look, Xue Ying is hungry too."

During the shamisen music, she laughed wildly.

The scarlet petals fell, and at first everyone was silent in confusion and surprise. Some guests found that the skin scratched by the cherry petals began to ooze blood. There was insufficient light in the courtyard. When they looked closer, countless blood stains were already spread over the exposed skin.

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What followed was the sound of cups shattering one after another, and heart-wrenching screams.

In less than ten seconds, the faces of the guests who were standing under the tree looking up at the bloody cherry blossoms had been cut into bloody pieces by the cherry blossom petals.

Some of them wielded their long knives and hacked indiscriminately, and some of them bowed their bodies and ran away wildly, but all attempts to save themselves were in vain, and no one could escape the small area covered by the night cherry blossoms.

The night wind blew up the cherry blossoms all over the sky, and these scarlet petals seemed to have come to life. Like locusts, they chased the guests who were trying to escape, exuding the sweet smell of blood, and finally wrapped them densely in scarlet petals.

To suck. To gnaw. To chew.

The blood splashed by the guests spread into a blood mist, dyeing the moon red in the night when cherry blossoms were flying.

At the same time, the rhythm of the shamisen in Miss Ikuko's hand became faster and brighter, and the strange music lingered in the atrium.

She sang in a low voice with a charming voice, singing about the cherry blossoms and blood mist that night, and the mournful cries of the guests.

"It was such a crazy and joyful night." She smiled happily.

The guests kept screaming and sobbing. They watched helplessly as their skin and flesh were cut off by the monster petals, and their companions around them were turned into bones in the crowd of petals.

The skeletons standing under the night cherry blossoms were pale and clean, with almost no trace of flesh visible.

Their blood seeped into the red earth and was quickly absorbed. The endless screams merged with the fast-paced shamisen sound, and the blood cherry blossoms under the moonlight became increasingly scarlet.

The smell of blood was so strong that it made people tremble.

"What an unforgettable and beautiful night." Miss Ikuko's laughter became more and more crazy.

In less than three minutes of the Sakura Banquet, all the guests turned into bones.

At this moment, the voice of the shamisen gradually became lower. The aerial roots growing from the cherry trees twined towards the white bones standing like sculptures. Finally, they were pulled out from the mud filled with blood and water, and each one was white.

The bones are like dolls, hanging from the branches covered with flowers by thin air roots.

The wandering girls in Yuzhiwu witnessed the absurd and bloody scene in the atrium. They no longer cared about the etiquette and rules. They screamed one after another. The wandering girls stepped in panic and noisy, and fled out of the building shrouded in blood.

At this moment, under the pale moonlight, this Ikuya, painted with grotesque ukiyo-e paintings, looked like a monster filled with blood and crawling on the street, ready to move.

Outside Yuzhiwu, the movements of the wandering girls alarmed the people walking on the street. Everyone looked in the direction of the brightly lit Yuzhiwu. They saw thick black smoke rising from the direction of the atrium, and a few clusters of firelight dancing faintly in the night.

There was a fire in Yuzhiwu.

But the sound of shamisen never stops.

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The most expensive wine in the wine shop has now become the fuel for Miss Ikuko to light up the night.

She still felt regretful that such a spooky night should be complete with blood brew as a fire starter.

That's all, it doesn't matter if you have some regrets, there is no truly happy ending anyway.

She comforted herself so much.

The fire followed the path of the liquor and burned onto the cherry tree. The white bones and the ghost bodies hanging from the branches swayed in the wind, and the mournful screams continued.

The smell of blood blended into the smell of burning wine, brewing this strong and unique night.

The pale moonlight illuminated the atrium and illuminated the entire street. A blood cherry tree bloomed brightly in the moonlight, burning brightly.

Miss Ikuko sat under the burning cherry blossom tree and continued to play. The rapid sound of shamisen made this chaotic night orderly. Everything was in the order of this burning oiran.

When the fire spreads throughout the parade, this burning night will reach its climax, and she will truly kick off the climax. She will melt in the fire, and then merge with the blood cherry blossoms behind her.

, burning in the endless fire for hundreds of years...

She won't just disappear, she will be here forever.

She will no longer be a human being at the mercy of others, but will become a non-human existence like the previous generation of courtesans she longed for. Only non-human beings can truly have freedom, enjoy uninhibitedness, and be omnipotent.

The burning demonic cherry roots spread wildly, and they stretched out towards Miss Ikuko like tentacles. The thin vines strangled Miss Ikuko's lips, and instantly cut her mouth to the base of her ears like a sharp blade.

Scarlet blood spurted out from her face, dripping onto the shamisen in her hand.

She couldn't feel the pain anymore, and she couldn't even feel the heat wave surging around her.

"Let it burn……"

Under the firelight, Miss Ikuko's bloody face showed a look of yearning. She looked up at the night sky swallowed up by the fire, and at the cherry blossom petals curled into scarlet sparks in the fire. With her lips cut open, she let out a vague and crazy cry.

laughter.

But half a minute later, Miss Ikuko's crazy smile solidified on her face: "You...!"

The sound of shamisen stopped.

At this moment, a young man carrying a long knife and wearing a mask appeared in the fire scene.

He walked towards the burning cherry tree and came to Miss Ikuko, his voice was as calm as ever: "Xiao Hui has been placed in a very safe place by me, please don't worry."

"I told you, we will meet again soon."
Chapter completed!