After easily killing the monster that was causing trouble to the people, Beimingyu Xingming did not show any happy expression on his face. He tightly grasped the special weapon in his hand, guarding against unknown enemies attacking in the dark.

Bellumebo carried the sword on his shoulder. The man was envious of his senior brother's powerful performance from the bottom of his heart.

As expected of a senior brother from the Buddhist country, his posture of chopping the monster was very clean and neat, leaving no chance for the Red-faced Skeleton to explain himself.

Nifajie Luo's body turned into a pile of hair. The monster's body structure is really different from that of humans. "Senior brother, the move you just used was really cool. Can you teach me when you have time?"

After letting down his guard, all he could think about was his senior's handsome performance. Berumeba hoped that he could become stronger, and the process should be quick.

As soon as the Battle of Marineford broke out, he planned to return to the navy and stand with the navy to repel those murderous pirates. Moreover, the Buddhist country does not taboo killing.

"Brother, don't be impatient. When you have practiced enough, I will teach you the method of stripes."

"Although your body is blessed by the Arhat Fruit, it still cannot withstand the side effects of the stripes. Using it now will only shorten your lifespan. Amitabha."

Beimingyu Xingming clasped his palms together and chanted the Buddha's name. The gray and black marks on his arms gradually disappeared, and his body temperature and heartbeat returned to normal levels.

The overload brought by the stripes will squeeze the body's potential and cause unexpected damage to the body. After an ordinary person uses it several times, he may not live to be thirty years old.

Picking up the black wooden comb on the ground, Beimingyu Xingming held it in his hand and looked at it carefully. Judging from the material and the degree of wear, it was quite old.

Unfortunately, things are not that optimistic. The Nifa Jie Luo who was beheaded just now was not her real body, but just her clone here.

Putting the object back into their sleeves, the two brothers walked back to the town and returned to the residence of Miss Monday and his wife.

Miss Monday and Mr. 9 were worried all night, fearing that the two monks would be killed by unknown monsters. These two kind-hearted people stood by Princess Vivi at the time, showing that they still had the most basic empathy.

Miss Monday, the King Kong Barbie doll, is already pregnant. Mr. 9's seed is very reliable. Although the woman has not shown any signs of pregnancy yet, the feeling of becoming a mother soon makes King Kong Barbie doll feel very soft inside.

As a first-time mother who doesn't want her child to live in a precarious environment, Miss Monday sincerely hopes that the strange things happening at Whiskey Peak can be resolved.

In order to keep the small family business going, raising a child is more expensive than raising two adults. Miss Monday didn't want Mr. 9 to continue taking risks, and that was the reason why she took the initiative to leave Baroque Studio.

The couple, who had not slept all night, heard footsteps at the door. After the sound stopped at the door, there was no unexpected knock on the door.

Now they didn't know who was outside the door. It was pitch black outside and the moon was not bright. The two former bounty hunters didn't dare to open the door. Even if they heard the monk's voice, they didn't dare to risk opening the door.

Beimingyu Xingming knew the couple's concerns, so he sat on the stone steps outside the store, waiting for dawn before disturbing the donor.

Bellumebo had long been accustomed to his senior brother's stubbornness. He found a corner sheltered from the wind, leaned his back against the wall, held his sword in his arms, closed his eyes and took a nap.

A few hours later, the rising sun leaked out from the clouds. The two brothers who had slept outside all night shook off the dust on their bodies, turned around and knocked gently on the door.

The sun, the strongest and most yang, came out, reducing the scope of all evil activities. Miss Monday was awakened by a knock on the door, and when she saw the sunlight shining in through the windowsill, the fear in her heart was gradually dispelled.

Mr.9 waited for his wife to nod in agreement, opened the door and let the two monks into the store. The couple were very curious about what happened last night and whether the problem had been resolved.

Beimingyu Xingming took out the prepared black comb and placed it in front of the couple, "The risk to this island has been temporarily lifted. If I'm right, this wooden comb should be used to comb the hair of the dead..."

The real body of Nifajieluo is a wooden comb used to comb the hair of the dead. It absorbs a large amount of resentment from the dead and gradually condenses into a monster. It is the hair ghost recorded in Buddhism.

The Hairy Ghost uses its own hair as a means of attack. Because it hated humans when it was alive, it liked to keep humans in one place. This habit has resulted in people being able to enter Whiskey Mountain but not leave.

A demon? Isn't he the user of the "Fa-Fa-Nomi" or "String-String-Nomi"? Encountering a demon in the real world is different from seeing a demon in the sky.

People on the sea are more realistic and haven't experienced too many weird things, but the witch who kills people without being seen is real, which makes Mr. 9 and his wife a little scared.

Living in the world of the Pirate Age, the people and things happening around you are becoming increasingly incomprehensible. It is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people, and even more difficult for some beneficiaries of the rules to accept.

"Master, I am very concerned about one thing now. It was only her clone that died. Will her real body come back and take revenge on everyone on the island?"

Miss Monday subconsciously touched her belly. She was worried about her unharmed child. Before, she had to guard against murderous pirates, and now there was one more. She also had to be wary of the sudden appearance of demons.

"Why don't we move and live on another island?" Mr. 9 didn't dare to take risks with his wife and children, and the idea of ​​leaving Whiskey Mountain became stronger and stronger.

When Beimingyu Xingming learned that the couple in front of him were about to have a child, he simply took off the Buddhist beads in his hand, without any nostalgia or reluctance, and handed them to Miss Monday, asking her to keep them well.

The red Buddhist beads that have been blessed by the Buddha Kingdom have certain warning and evil-repelling effects, and can save the lives of mother and child in critical moments.

It is impossible for the two monks to stay in Whiskey Mountain forever. The presentation of the Buddhist beads was just to repay the kindness of a meal. Beimingyu Xingming could not guarantee what the couple would experience in the future.

In this turbid world today, the navy and pirates are fighting each other, killing each other in an endless battle.

Demons that had not appeared for hundreds of years began to appear in large numbers and were occasionally active on the sea. No one could predict the future, and everyone was like a small boat on the sea, and no one could protect themselves.

Mr. 9 and his wife spread the news that the demon had been solved, and the residents of the town warmly entertained the two monks. After a day of buffet, they took the money they had collected from begging and boarded the ship provided by the townspeople, heading for the entrance of the Grand Line.

After a day of sailing, the Twin Capes are right in front of us. After passing this place, we saw the Upside-Down Mountain with harsh natural conditions. The monks have to climb the rest of the way by themselves.

With the threat of demons no longer a problem, Whiskey Mountain has regained its former bustle, and the townspeople have begun to communicate frequently with the outside world.

By the way, spread the information about the Buddhist monks slaying demons to the outside world