Ghost Slayer Blacksmith's Self-Cultivation

After the long-haired young ghost turned into ashes, a tornado water column burst from the mud, and the surrounding swamp area gradually disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and everything returned to its original appearance. (except for the towering tree that was cut off)

"what!"

The bartender Taro, who was still struggling to save his life just now, froze for a second, his whole body suddenly lightened, and his butt fell heavily to the ground.

At this time, fragments of the corners of colorful clothes were falling from the sky, and the colorful clothes were mixed together and fell into the distance, where they were placed together with those exquisite hair accessories brooches.

However, the scene in front of him does not have any sense of beauty, but instead has a tinge of desolation.

"brush!"

A black figure firmly held the fainted Takeo, and he slightly felt his breath with his hands.

Murata secretly heaved a sigh of relief, but seeing the visible wound on Takeo's leg, he felt a bit of self-blame in his heart.

This mission was originally to investigate the cause of the missing persons in Piaoxiang Village. I didn't expect there to be such a powerful evil spirit here, but at least I caught up with it.

In fact, Murata has been living in a cave outside Lipiaoxiang Village. Since this place is full of dangerous mountains, there are no other villages in a radius of a hundred miles, let alone such a thing as staying overnight.

Murata spent the whole day picking some wild fruits in the mountains to satisfy his hunger, or he lit a small bonfire outside the cave, waiting for his crows to convey the message.

As for his crow, he has been staying on the big tree in the village to observe Takeo and his movements all the time. There have been several times when Murata really wanted to help, but he had to endure it.

In fact, he is also worried about Takeo and the others, but after leading the ghost killing team a few times before, they got nothing.

Due to his status as a member of the Ghost Killing Squad, he dared not enter the village with Zhuxiong and others.

The main thing is to avoid scaring the snake away. If there are too many people and noisy people, it is easy to show their feet. Even if there was an accidental car accident on the way, I asked the villagers who happened to be out collecting grain at that time to help and treat them.

"Are you a member of the Ghost Killing Squad?"

Kawasumi Mai excitedly looked at the young man in black with his back to her, and realized that someone behind him asked her, and Murata slowly turned around.

Kawasumi Mai looked at the young man with short black hair in front of him, his appearance was so ordinary that he couldn't be more ordinary.

He was wearing a cloak without any decorations, and the most common black uniform of the Ghost Slayer Squad. Even his sun wheel sword was so regular and unremarkable, he looked like a passerby-level character.

But it was the young man in front of him who easily killed the long-haired youth ghost who had driven them into a desperate situation.

"Ah."

Murata looked at the girl in front of him, lowered his head shyly, and then said in response.

To be honest, Murata is really not good at dealing with girls, he just stood there like a piece of wood in a daze.

He hugged the fainted Takeo with some strength in both hands, as if to vent his embarrassing situation, and put it at the scene of a large-scale social death that is completely a blind date.

Kawasumi Mai is tall, sixteen, seventeen or eighteen years old, with long hair tied into a capable ponytail, looking at Murata with her head down, she smiled slightly on her cheeks, "She was a little surprised that this boy was so shy. "

"Thank you for that! Also, are you too nervous, or let Takeo go first."

Kawasumi Mai looked at Takeo who was being hugged by Murata, and suggested in a low voice with a hint of inquiry.

And Takeo himself is a head taller than his peers, and Murata can hold it firmly, relying entirely on his full concentration of breathing. At his level, he can easily flow the power of breathing oxygen to all parts of his body.

"That's okay, haha!"

Murata's face was slightly red, and he suddenly felt a sense of ecstasy. He spoke incoherently, his body's breathing became a little short, and the strength in his hand let out one of them, and Takeo, a big man, directly fell to the ground.

"This!"

Kawasumi Mai opened his mouth wide open, and even Murata was in a hurry and didn't know what to do.

.......
In the early morning, the sun shone through the window, Zhuxiong slowly opened his eyes, and for a moment his head had a splitting headache, as if he had been hit by something.

"Takeo, you finally woke up!"

"And where did you go last night!"

"Do you know that the granddaughter of the village chief almost threw me..."

As his vision gradually became clearer, Mishiro Nono's bandage-wrapped head came into view, looking at him worriedly.

It's just that Sanjo's body began to tremble slightly, and he covered his mouth with one hand, trying to restrain his smile.

"why are you laughing!"

Takeo looked at Mishirono who was laughing more and more vigorously, and was a little confused for a while.

At this moment, Zhuxiong wanted to get up, but found that his body was a little uncoordinated, with a feeling of top-heavy, and even the turning of his neck seemed to have some obstacles.

"Your head, your head, is so big!"

Sancheng Nai was about to laugh out of tears, clenched his fist with one hand and hit the wooden board on the bed, almost dying of laughter.

"Here—give you the mirror!"

Zhuxiong took the mirror handed over by Sancheng Nai slightly trembling with his left hand, and couldn't recognize himself for a while.

Ding!Takeo's exclamation point +100
Takeo's head was wrapped in three layers of bandages, and only one pair of eyes could look out.

"Little Eye Doctor!"

Zhuxiong suddenly thought of the little-eyed doctor, but he seemed to have been killed by the evil spirit.

Takexiong remembered little by little what happened last night, from fighting to the point where he fainted from the bloody fight, he couldn't remember the follow-up memory at all.

"Sancheng Nai, did something happen last night, and who else brought me here!"

Takeo's tone was full of anxiety, and Mishiro replied seriously without the smile before.

"Murata from the Demon Slayer Team has made a move, and Mai Kawasumi is also here, Takeo, do you think it will!"

Mishiro looked at Takeo, hoping to get some response from his face, but Takeo replied angrily.

"That's my sister Kawasumi, what are you thinking!"

Ding!Three cities are amazing value +100
"Sancheng Nai, I want to get out of bed and have a look!"

After a long time, Zhuxiong looked at the gray wall, seeing that no one came back, he couldn't lie down for a while.

"He wants to thank those who saved him, but he doesn't know how the bartender Taro is doing."

Takexiong murmured inwardly, at this moment he felt a thrust on his back, and saw that Sanjo was struggling to lift him up.

"Takeo, can you still get up, let's go and see!"

In fact, Sanjo also wanted to go out and have a look, but before leaving, Mai Kawasumi, the eldest sister, specifically told him to take good care of Takeo, so even if it was Takeo's request, he did not dare to disobey.

"Well, it's all right!"

Zhuxiong touched his left leg unconsciously, and the wound healed miraculously, which made him even more suspicious that there was indeed some problem with his constitution.

"Forget it, it's a big deal to scold me!"

Sancheng is also a fiery temper herself, so she simply does what she says.

The two put their hands on each other's backs and walked outside the house step by step. Their heads were covered with bandages, and they looked like two 'real lollipops' from a distance.