Ghost Slayer: The Great Swordsman System at the beginning, our teacher follows the country

"What went wrong?!"

Hearing what the secretary said, Zhenren was also at a loss for words.

There are thousands of thoughts in my mind, and I will review what happened just now.

Posture, no problem.

Speaking, no problem.

Attack, no problem.

But why, the final result is far from what I thought.

Think about it, since I became a ghost, I have been advancing all the way by relying on my own ability.

People stop killing people, ghosts stop killing ghosts.

No matter how miserable he is, he has even more trust in himself. With all these things added together, the real man Shenli really can't figure out why he became what he is now.

If he didn't know that he couldn't dream, he would have wanted to slap himself.

Well tell yourself it's not true.

The time went back a little bit, when Secretary Secretary and Zhenli Shenli had just started fighting.

In a small bungalow in the distance, Wu Mi is drinking tea.

What was even more strange was that a middle-aged man was sitting opposite him who didn't have much contact with humans on weekdays.

At this moment, Wu Mi didn't choose to use her female posture or child's posture.

Instead, he is projecting his masculine posture.

Scarlet eyes, black hair, tall figure.

If it is not someone who is familiar with him, I am afraid that the person in front of him is a handsome man.

But the middle-aged man sitting opposite him obviously wouldn't be such a superficial existence.

"Tea, please, sir."

The middle-aged man said as he slowly pushed the cup of tea he had made to Wu Mi.

"I don't know how I should call you, Tsukihiko, Soji, or Murashita from earlier, or Ishin."

Upon hearing what the other party said, Wu Mi, who was still very plain, frowned suddenly.

Killing other people by himself and replacing their identity, was actually known by an ordinary person?

But soon, he adjusted his mentality.

For him, faces and names are things that can be changed at will.

If it is really exposed, just kill everyone here, and then replace it with a new skin.

"it's up to you."

Faced with such a cold reply from Wu Mi, the middle-aged man seemed to have known it for a long time.

The smile on his face remained undiminished, and he continued to chat.

"Then I'll call you Mr. Wu, and I'll be the head of the Shenli family, and the gentleman will be kind to everyone."

"Your name, I knew it before, tell me your purpose."

Sniffing the tea in front of him lightly, Wu Mi didn't drink it, but instead looked at Shenli Huiren.

"The patriarch of the famous Shenli family invited me, an ordinary person, to talk. What's the matter?"

"Ordinary people?"

Hearing Wu Mi's words, Shenli Huiren burst out laughing.

"Master Wu is really humorous. If you think you are an ordinary person, then what are we and what are other people in this world?"

"Ants, bedbugs, or dust?"

"It has nothing to do with me. If you don't tell your intentions, you can die here."

As he spoke, there was a trace of terror exuding from Wu Mi's body.

Under the deterrence of the breath, Shenli Huiren stopped laughing, and his face gradually returned to calm.

"Then back to the topic, I came to you this time to discuss a cooperation."

"Cooperation?"

Hearing this familiar words, Wu Mi frowned even more.

In his thousand-year life, he has used countless identities.

There are human beings who want to talk about cooperation with themselves, and they have not met once or twice.

But obviously, the "cooperation" mentioned by the gentleman in front of him is not business cooperation in the usual sense.

Whether it's knowing her multiple identities from the other party, or her calmness and calmness, it always gives Wu Mi a feeling of being unpredictable.

Most importantly, from the moment I entered this bungalow, I felt a little inexplicably familiar.

Although that feeling is very weak, it does exist.

Rarely, Wu Mi wanted to hear a human being continue talking.

"Of course, there are many places where we can cooperate."

Seeing Wu Mi was a little curious, Shenli Huiren continued.

"For example, we would like to know how you have lived for more than a thousand years."

As soon as the words fell, a tentacle flew out from Wu Mi's arm, and directly bombarded Hui Ren's abdomen.

When the violent impact came, Huiren felt as if he had been hit by a book-headed bull.

It was dark in front of my eyes, and I almost couldn't catch my breath.

The sofa he was sitting on also exploded, turned into sawdust and fragments, and fell to the ground.

With a thought, the tentacles wrapped around the neck of Huiren who flew upside down.

Just a little bit of force, I heard a crackling sound.

In just a few seconds, Huiren's face turned a liver-colored.

At this moment, the guards outside the door seem to have heard a strange noise in the room.

"Master Patriarch, what happened?!"

"No, it's okay, back off!"

While pawing at the tentacles tied around his neck with his hands, the first sentence Shenli Huiren said was not to ask for help, but to tell the guards not to come in.

This strange report made Wu Mi, who was already a little unhappy, even more uncomfortable.

If he increased his strength again, Huiren's neck would be broken.

"My lord, if you really kill me, it will be your biggest decision."

Squeezing out the few remaining strength in his body, Shenli Huiren said a few words towards Wu Mi.

After hearing these few words, Wu Mi, who originally wanted to kill someone, suddenly shrank his pupils.

The tentacles slowly retracted and let Huiren go.

"Boom"

Falling to the floor, Shen Lihui, who had regained oxygen, ignored his appearance and panted heavily.

Just a little bit, just a little bit short of him being killed by Wu Mi.

But obviously, he was right in the end.

Wu Mi's actions have proved that tonight's self has no worries about his life.

"cough cough"

After rubbing her neck vigorously, Huiren felt a little better.

Then he stood up and poured the tea into his own mouth.

After a while, he looked at Wu Mi.

"My lord, are you interested now?"

"How can you guarantee that what you just said is true."

"Of course, I have made certain preparations."

While talking, Shenli Huiren propped himself up and walked to the bookshelf beside him.

Following a burst of his operations, the original bookshelf was directly separated from the middle, revealing a hidden hole.

Putting on the gloves, Huiren slowly stretched his hand into the hole as if he had obtained some rare treasure.

Then, a box the size of a human head was taken out.

The moment he saw the box, Wu Mi finally understood where his sense of familiarity came from.

Turning around and sitting back on the sofa, he looked at Shen Lihui and said coldly.

'Human, speak your mind. '