Ghost Slayer: Please let me be a human being

Yehime Society is located in the downtown area, covering a vast area, with elegant and exquisite buildings, and it looks like it has a strong artistic atmosphere.

Is this just an ordinary luxurious art gallery?

Is there any secret hidden inside?

Aoki stopped for less than a minute, and two men walked up to him, blocking his sight, with indifferent expressions and threatening tones.

"This is private territory, no approaching!"

"Leave as soon as possible, otherwise we will take compulsory measures!"

Aoki did not insist, glanced at the two, and turned away.

Such vigilance aroused his suspicion.

However, it was already dawn, and it was not convenient to do it, so he would come back at night.

Aoki did not return to the dojo, but found a secluded place outside the city and started training.

Although he was not in the dojo, his legend was everywhere in the dojo.

A day later, the students of Aoki Dojo still remembered the brutal and gorgeous "Storm".

The two students gathered together and discussed very enthusiastically.

"After I went back, I tried many times, not to mention being as smooth as Aomura, I even often had my hands and feet fighting!"

"Hehehe, I didn't waste that effort. I asked my senior brother yesterday, and he said that move requires very high coordination and flexibility of the body, and understanding of Aoki Style, which is not something that ordinary people can learn at all."

"Oh, what a pity! That move is so cool, it's simply my dream move!"

Suddenly, both of them shut up.

Fujita Chengyong walked by with a gloomy face.

After he walked away, the two students looked at each other, and their faces became strange.

"I thought he was too embarrassed to come to the dojo."

"Don't say that. It was just a training match after all!

However, I did hear another interesting thing. It is said that they made a bet yesterday, and Fujita Chengyong bet that 'the fight will end within 30 seconds'.

Hahaha, he bet right and won a lot of money. However, it is said that when he got the money, his face was uglier than a fly."

"Fuck!"

Fujita Chengyong punched the training dummy with a hideous and angry look.

No matter where he went, he could hear people discussing yesterday's fight.

He felt like he was slapped again and again, and his face was about to be smashed.

He wanted to treat that fight as a normal training match, but those bastards kept discussing and discussing, and looked at him with strange eyes.

When he saw their faces, he wanted to rush up and trample them to pieces!

Of course, he hated that bastard Qingcun the most!

It was all because that bastard hid his strength and used weird tricks that he lost so badly! Only then will he become a laughing stock!

The faces of several friends nearby were a little embarrassed.

He boasted too much yesterday and lost too badly, so everything he said now sounded like a mockery.

A young man with a horse face pondered for a while and said, "Chengyong, do you want to teach him a lesson?"

Fujita Chengyong's face was as gloomy as water: "How to teach him a lesson? Hit him secretly with a club? Or just beat him up in a group?"

Obviously, he not only considered this issue, but also considered specific methods.

The young man with a horse face shook his head: "Tsk tsk, how boring is that? Of course, we must beat him, but we have to beat him openly!"

"Do you have a way?"

Fujita Chengyong's face was still gloomy, but his expression became serious.

Others also looked over curiously.

The horse-faced youth laughed sinisterly, "Isn't there a legend about ghosts eating people? Let's just put the blame on Qingcun and spread the news that Qingcun is the ghost who eats people!"

Fujita Chengyong frowned and said, "Even if we spread the news, I'm afraid few people will believe it, right?"

The horse-faced youth was full of confidence, "That's easy! Just find more 'evidence'. Do you still remember Qingcun's eyes?"

Everyone nodded, not only did they have an impression, but they were very impressed.

The horse-faced youth said, "We say that those eyes are the sign of a ghost! In addition, Qingcun wears a hat all day, covering himself up and sneaking around, also to hide his identity!"

The person next to him hesitated and said, "I heard that he wears a hat because he has a skin disease and can't see the sun!"

The horse-faced youth said, "You idiot! I don't care what the real reason is for him to wear a hat. The key is how to say it is more beneficial to us!

Who can tell the truth from the false? As long as someone suspects it, it's enough!

We don't really want to prove that he is a ghost. As long as the rumor spreads, we can find an excuse to come to his door. At that time, whether it is to beat him up or something else, isn't it still us who have the final say?"

Fujita Chengyong's eyes gradually brightened.

This is a good idea!

Not only can you beat that bastard up to vent your anger, but you can also disgust him severely!

The horse-faced young man's thoughts became more and more clear: "We can also make a fuss about the battle yesterday. Why does Qingmu have such powerful moves? Because he is a ghost!

By the way, Qingcun has just joined the dojo, why is he so strong? It's all because he is a ghost!

Hahaha, there are so many evidences, I'm not afraid that no one will believe it!"

Fujita Chengyong sneered: "Done! However, this is not convincing enough. I will go to my uncle. He is the manager of Fujita Steel Company and has a wide network of contacts. Let him find two policemen to help catch the ghost!"

The horse-faced young man sneered: "Then just arrest him and give him a lesson he will never forget!"

The person next to him gasped: "Hey! There's no need to be so cruel, right? I heard that in today's prisons, even if you don't die, you will still have to shed your skin!"

The horse-faced young man shrugged his shoulders: "What does that have to do with us? He is a ghost. Wouldn't it be better to be locked up?"

…

Akiyama Keisuke frowned, his face looked a little ugly, and he hurriedly walked towards the dojo.

Things were a bit troublesome and he had to inform his master of the situation as soon as possible.

When he arrived at the door, he saw a girl with strange hair color wandering in front of the door. He went over and asked, "Miss Ganluji, what can I do for you?"

Kanroji Mitsuri's eyes lit up: "Can you call Mr. Aomura for me?"

really.

He remembered that this Miss Ganlu Temple came to see Junior Brother Qingcun yesterday.

Akiyama Keisuke said quickly: "Junior brother Qingcun is not in the dojo now."

"Yeah?"

Kanroji Mitsuri looked disappointed.

Akiyama Keisuke added: "In addition, there was an accident in the dojo today, which is not good for Junior Brother Qingcun. Miss Ganluji, if you see Junior Brother Qingcun, please help me tell him not to return to the Dojo for the time being!"

The rumor that "Qingcun is a harmful ghost" spread for some reason. Of course he didn't believe it, and he didn't take it to heart at first.

However, the police suddenly came and wanted to arrest Qingcun by name.

Things got out of hand.

"Please Miss Ganluji, if you see Junior Brother Qingcun, please tell me! I have something else to do and will go back to the dojo first."

Akiyama Keisuke bowed slightly and left in a hurry.

"In the end what happened?"

A trace of worry appeared on Kanroji Mitsuri's face, she glanced into the Aoki Dojo, turned around and left.

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