Ghost Slayer: The beginning of the game starts

The sisters looked up blankly.

A crow was flying in the sky, it was Lin Yu's crow, and it seemed to have been hiding in the dark just now.

"Really? That boy really did his duty well."

Beimingyu Xingming sighed.

"At the moment when the train was about to enter the cliff, he brought the head of the train and fell into the abyss together with the evil ghost who wound the string."

In the abyss... refers to...

Butterfly Chanae opened her eyes wide and noticed that cliff from a distance.

The altitude is too high, and the halfway up the mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist, and the train track is broken there.

"Honey."

Butterfly held back Ganlu Temple Mitsuri gently into her arms.

She couldn't bear to look at it, and couldn't say any words of comfort.

Because my friend, who was always optimistic and always smiling, now has empty eyes and tears on his face, holding the wreckage of the kimono in a daze.

"Evil ghost, it was indeed beheaded."

Beimingyu Xingming said this sentence, but Butterfly Chanahui sat down as if she had lost her soul.

Like Tokyo back then, once again, he was left behind.

It's obviously just a vacation, why, in her jurisdiction, there will be a second string?

"This...impossible."

Chapter 71

"My lord, that's pretty much what happened."

Ghost Squad Headquarters.

Yu Sui Tianyuan reported the battle situation nervously.

This time it was another unexpected event. The Shangxian evil spirit suddenly appeared in an area they didn't know, and then encountered Lin Yu again. It's not that the physique is different from that of ordinary ghost hunters, it's the special attraction that attracts the wind.

And the final price was very tragic and regrettable.

Yu Sui Tianyuan believes that most of the Zhuji in the Ghost Killing Team have the same thoughts as him, which is a pity.

The talents shown by this 14-year-old boy are far stronger than those of them. No one will refute the hope that he is the end of this century-old pattern.

However, genius always dies prematurely, as it is now.

I'm afraid, the saddest thing is the Lord Master. Although he hasn't met that guy once, he cares about his growth and life all the time. It can be said that he is meticulous.

However, Yuya Ubuyashiki did not show any disappointment in his eyes, and his tone was still as gentle as a breeze.

"Tian Yuan, I will only leave the rest of the matter to you alone."

"Yes!"

Yu Sui Tianyuan hesitated for a moment, seemed a little puzzled, but still obeyed the order.

……

In the infinite city.

The sound of the pipa sounded.

Oni Wu Tsuji raised his head from the dark room, his red eyes were a bit ferocious, and the Naruto beside him was startled, and quickly crawled on the ground.

"You can tell them the news of Tong Mo's death."

"My lord, the current plan..."

Oni Wu Tsuji moved his head, his tone was cold.

"Do you think I will give up what I want to do because of this little thing?"

"Yes."

Naruto bowed her head, not daring to refute.

Hundreds of years ago, Tong Mo jumped from Shangxian [-] to Shangxian [-] through a bloody battle, and even challenged Shangxian [-]'s black dead Mou Budi. Regardless of his character, he has gained all recognized by people.

The third person in the entire group of evil spirits was killed by an unknown ghost hunter.

This one-for-one exchange is not an equivalent exchange at all, but a pure waste of resources.

'In the end, it's just human beings, and that's all there is to it. '

Guiwu Tsuji Wuyou sneered secretly in his heart.

He quickly recovered from what happened to Lin Yu. Compared with the guy he met hundreds of years ago, the fear brought by this ghost hunter is nothing to worry about.

If that guy from back then really existed in the world, it would only be a one-shot thing to face Tong Mo.

No one can show that kind of strength in the follow-up.

"The collected information is said to have found the general location of the ghost hunter's headquarters."

"It is said? Roughly?"

Naruto felt that her throat was being choked, and the color of fear was reflected in her pupils, which finally turned into weak whimpers.

"Master Wu Mi..."

Blood flowed down Naruto's limbs, and her body was instantly torn apart. The pain and trembling from her soul made her even unable to resist.

Onimai Tsuji looked at his assistant with indifferent eyes like looking at garbage.

"It seems that you still don't quite understand that I don't need useless information, let alone useless people."

"Please... please give me another chance, Mr. Wu Mi..."

……

Somewhere in an unnamed village.

A boy about ten years old was walking on a country road with a bamboo basket on his back. Beside him was a very thin man with a sickly face.

"Tanjuro, you're taking this boy up the mountain to cut firewood again."

When passing by the country road, many farmers raised their heads to greet the father and son, and the man smiled and nodded.

"Uncle Mokichi, Uncle Yukimura, hello!"

The enthusiastic young man raised his hands, the immature hands that should have belonged to children were covered with calluses.

"Tanjirou is a sensible kid, if only the one in my family is also so sensible."

"Yeah, when he was able to walk, he went up the mountain with his father to cut firewood. At that time, I remember that when he went to my house to sell charcoal, he was not as big as a basket... Haha, he is really a healthy and energetic child. "

Hearing the word health, the man looked at his son with a flash of relief in his eyes.

His name is Kamado Tanjuro.

God gave him a happy family, but did not give him a good body. Since he got married, his body has been very weak. He relies on his wife Kuizhi to take care of the inside and outside, and does some work of cutting firewood and selling charcoal on weekdays.

After giving birth to his child, he hoped very earnestly that his child would not inherit the diseases left by his family like himself...

Fortunately, Tanjiro didn't have that scar on his forehead when he was born.

"Father."

Kamado Tanjiro raised his head, his innocent face was full of doubts.

Kamado Tanjuro smiled and patted his head.

"Let's go."

No matter what, life is still going on.

I have to pick up enough firewood today.

The father and son soon came to the jungle in the mountains. It was autumn and the season when everything was dry. Take advantage of this time to gather more charcoal fires. If they are sold in the winter season, the family's livelihood will not be worrying. .

Kui Zhi has just given birth and is pregnant with her sixth child, so she also needs to buy some nutritious things to nourish her body.

Tanjuro let his child go to another place, and pulled out the ax he carried with him.

dong dong!

The sound of the turbulent river sounded.

"Father! Father!"

Suddenly, Tanjirou's voice sounded in the distance.

Tanjuro, who has always been weak, dragged his burdened body, but traveled through the jungle at an extremely fast speed. Tanjiro didn't realize this. He just squatted by the river in a daze. There was a person lying on the rock, who was pulled up by him. , It's a pity that his strength is too weak, and that person's figure is also very burly, so he can only pull half of it ashore, and the other half is still soaked in the river.

"This is……"

Kamado Tanjuro caught a glimpse of the black lines on that person's face, as if he saw something extremely unbelievable.

"Father, is he dead?"

Kamado Tanjiro looked at his father with a face full of remorse.

Kamado Tanjuro did not immediately answer his son's question, but squatted down and tentatively put his hand on the man's nose.

The pale face was not breathing at all, and the upper body was completely naked outside.

He prostrated his head on the man's heart again.

"Father."

"Tanjiro, please be quiet."

Kamado Tanjuro patted his son's head, and comforted his son's anxiety with a smile, Tanjirou pursed his lips and nodded.

Boom!

weak.

Tanjuro's eyes lit up.

Chapter 72 The Visiting Guest

Time flies, two months later.

Autumn turns into winter, and the sky is like a velvet quilt being torn apart.

Holding an old teacup in his hand, with steam rising from it, Tanjiro opened the door of the hut.

Leaning on the side was a figure wrapped in tattered clothes, with messy long hair scattered on his shoulders, and he looked at the snowflakes in the jungle expressionlessly.

Tanjiro handed him the teacup and asked excitedly.

"Hey, Brother Lin is a warrior?"

In fact, Tanjiro had asked him similar words more than once.

When I rescued this man from the river in the jungle, he seemed to be unable to move his hands after waking up, and he coughed up blood whenever he spoke. At that time, the best doctor in the village was asked to see it, but there was no result. Come on, he was frightened by the black lines that appeared on his forehead, and reminded the Zaomen family that maybe some evil spirits had entered his body, and they were strangers anyway, so it was best to leave it alone... The Zaomen family is not very good I think, after all, my father Tanjuro had a similar scar on his forehead when he was born, 'It must be a birthmark. Mother Aoizhi said truthfully, but these were actually excuses. Later, father Tanjuro came to the conclusion that no matter what he did, he told his children that they must become kind and upright people in the future.

Within two days, the symptoms of this person seemed to have improved a little. He could speak with the weakest voice possible, and he seemed to be able to move his right hand.

On a snowy day, Tanjiro and his son volunteered to go to the depths of the jungle to log. It was hard to imagine that he, who had not recovered from his illness, could cut down dozens of thick trees by himself and dragged hundreds of catties of wood. Walk without panting.

Of course, that's not the case with the real samurai question.

"Samurai? Why does Tanjiro think so? Is it because of this sword?"

The man raised his right hand, and under the tattered thick sleeve robe was a carved wooden knife, which took him a day to get out.

"Well, I heard from the elders in the village that the only ones who go out with swords are samurai. Mr. samurai is amazing..."

Immediately afterwards, Tanjiro told Lin Yu again the story about the samurai he heard from the villagers. Originally, the young charcoal seller might not be able to really get in touch with that side in his whole life. home, just like his father.

Due to the appearance of Lin Yu, there is now a sense of separation between reality and strange stories that Master Fox Immortal lives in my house.

"I said... Tanjiro, a samurai without a ruler is a ronin, that is, a vagrant and a rascal, not a powerful guy."

Lin Yu showed a smile of'It's time for you to see the sinister society'.

It can be seen that the childlike innocence gradually disappeared from Tanjiro's face, and was replaced by a heavy loss. He did not question Lin Yu's words, but reflected immediately.