I'm sorry, I, Daoyu Gaoyue, am a scumbag.

Blood......

How does this person know my identity as a ghost?

Although such thoughts came to his mind, Douma's face was not panicked at all, showing a handsome smile, "Aaaaa, although I don't know who you are, it is very rude to barge in like this now."

"Besides, I am listening to the distress of these two believers right now. I don't have time to give you my blood."

At the same time, the couple who were cursing their neighbors in front of the Son of God also looked resentfully at the believer who suddenly broke in.

To interrupt them from telling their troubles to the Son of God would undoubtedly destroy their path to the Kingdom of Bliss!

We are all believers of the Eternal Paradise Religion, so why don’t we just line up properly?

“Aa ...

The believer's grim smile suddenly disappeared, and he seemed to become polite in an instant, then he imitated Douma's tone and said, "So that's how it is, so that's how it is, why didn't you say so earlier, why didn't you say so earlier."

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to bother you, but since things have come to this, I'll come and help~"

He said something to the three people in the room in a reproachful tone, then walked into the room with a dignified manner and looked at the couple kneeling on the ground, "Are you... not happy...?"

"It's really pitiful, but I promise you that from now on, your previous unhappy times will be the times you long for the most~"

The couple was stunned and their throats rolled, but before they could say anything, they saw the strange guy stretch out his hand and take out a small dagger.

So next, even though Douma was a demon, he witnessed an extremely bloody scene.

A moment later, the couple's tendons in their hands and feet were cut, and there were countless knife marks on their bodies, but their lives were not in danger. Although they were sweating and trembling in pain, the smile on the corners of their mouths made them look very funny.

"How about it? Do you feel that the days before were very, very happy~"

"Don't, don't, don't do this, don't go on, please..."

The resentment in her husband's eyes was gone, replaced by endless fear.

But his limbs had lost strength and he could only lie on the ground and beg.

"It seems that you still don't realize how happy and joyful your previous life was."

The believer sighed and squatted down. "But this is not your fault. It's my fault. If I could let you feel the real cruelty, pain, and torture that is worse than death, then you would truly understand happiness and joy, as well as the so-called bliss."

"But it doesn't matter, this is just the beginning, everything is not over yet~"

The believer spoke in a kind and friendly manner as he turned the man over, thrust the tip of the dagger in his hand into his husband's back, and then slashed it bit by bit.

Now, he's going to start peeling the skin.

But unfortunately, my husband fainted on the spot due to severe pain and excessive blood loss when the operation was only one-third completed on the back. It is estimated that he will not live long.

When the wife saw this scene, she was terrified and kept crawling towards Douma, hoping to get the leader's help to stop this terrible madman.

But Douma just supported his face with his hands and watched the scene happen with a smile.

After his wife followed her husband to paradise, Douma sighed hypocritically, "How can you treat believers like this? It's too cruel, and it's also very troublesome to clean up."

The house was indeed in a mess, the floor was stained with blood, and two half-skinned corpses were lying on the ground with hideous faces.

"How difficult is that? Aren't you a man-eating ghost?"

The believer smiled and said, "Just lie on the ground, eat the person, and then lick the blood clean. It's very simple, right?"

"Ah, ah, ah."

Douma tilted his face, looking weird, "Are you laughing at me... Is this my illusion?"

"Is it important...not important."

The believer walked up to Douma step by step and slowly stretched out his hand, "Now, give me the blood."

Douma's colorful eyes watched the believer slowly approaching, and the smile on his face began to disappear. "Although I don't know who you are, it's really unreasonable to say such things. I'll give you a little punishment."

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden iron fan appeared in his hand. He waved it forward lightly, and a stream of blood instantly spurted out on the believer's shoulder.

"How cruel..."

Half of the believer's arm was cut open, blood was dripping, and the broken ribs were clearly visible, but there was no trace of pain on his face, as if the horrible wound was not on his body. He continued to grin, "You emotionless little Douma, you better think about it. I have many ways to become a demon, six upper... no, five upper strings, and the first demon. I believe there will be demons willing to give me blood, but the only one who can let you experience emotions... is me."

Douma was stunned for a moment, then showed a surprised expression, and opened his rainbow-colored pupils wide, "You are... Xiyue?! How is it possible... I remember Xiyue is not like you..."

"Xiaoyue, it's just a useless name, but it's not wrong to call me that..."

As he spoke, the believer also revealed a hint of a smile, swung the dagger in his hand, and without any warning, stabbed it directly into his own neck. He opened his mouth and coughed out a lot of blood from his throat, but the smile on his face remained, and it became more and more ferocious, jokingly, "Cough cough cough, hehe... I'm dying, I'm dying, you must seize the opportunity, you poor little thing who can't feel emotions, this is your only remaining... chance..."

"How cunning! They actually used this method to force a kind and intelligent person like me..."

Douma slowly stood up, his usually handsome face unexpectedly looked a little gloomy, but the next moment, he showed an extremely perfect, god-like smile, "I can't do anything about you, you win."

......

night.

In an extremely prosperous city, two short figures were holding hands and running in a dark alley.

"Brother! I'm so hungry! Think of a solution quickly!"

A girl with long white hair, light blue eyes and a beautiful face frowned her delicate features tightly, her stomach growled from time to time, and she pleaded with the skinny boy in front of her, "I feel like my stomach will be digested if this continues. It's so painful, brother..."

Hearing this, the skinny boy stopped and slowly turned around, revealing a face with many black spots. "But you can't eat all the rice balls and noodles you just snatched, right, Mei..."

"I don't know either."

The girl named Mei scratched her white hair in distress. "The food smells really good, but I can't help but vomit it out once I eat it. I'm really hungry. Come up with a solution, brother!"

"Just be patient for a while, there is nothing we can do..."

Seeing his sister in such a state, the ugly boy sighed and reached out to stroke Mei's messy long hair. "But why did you suddenly appear in such a strange place... There are so many people wearing strange clothes around, and the house has become so tall... There are also iron boxes that make strange noises... It is clearly night, but it is as bright as day..."

Jifutaro's words suddenly paused, then he turned his head little by little and looked towards the end of the dark alley.

There were three figures slowly emerging from the darkness.

Mei also noticed this and nervously hid behind the boy.

"Damn it, these two brats run so fast!"

A breathless man cursed angrily, but another tall figure also spoke slowly, "Hey, hey, didn't we catch up with him..."

"Yes, this little girl is really beautiful. She will definitely sell for a good price."

"Hey, hey, hey, boss, let me have a taste of this brat before you sell it to me!"

"Haha, you damn lustful guy, you don't even let such a young child go, damn it... But such a beautiful kid is really rare, why don't you let me go first, hehehe..."

"Okay, boss, but let's get rid of this ugly thing first. It's so skinny anyway, it's hard to sell it for a good price."

The three men approached the two children with grins on their faces. People in this era seemed to be taller than those a hundred years ago. Mei seemed a little scared and trembled all over, but she quietly took out the bun hidden on her body, and Jifutaro's expression also turned cold.

He suddenly became afraid of the sun and the unfamiliar environment and ignored the three guys who were looking for death, but who knew they would still chase him...

The next moment, his body shot out like a spring. Although he had no sickle in his hand, his skinny hands easily touched the faces of the two men, and then touched their eyes before they could react at all.

Two miserable wails suddenly rang out in the dark alley. Jifu Taro threw the two eyeballs in his hand to the ground and stomped on them.

"My eyes! My eyes, ahhhhh!"

"You little bastard! I'll kill you!"

Among the three, two had lost an eyeball each and were covering their empty eye sockets and roaring or wailing, while the other one was also cursing with a ferocious look on his face.

"Hey! You damn brat!"

As soon as he finished speaking, because the three people's attention was attracted by Jifutaro, they didn't notice the small but stunningly beautiful girl behind them.

Mei seemed to be ruthless beyond her age. Although she was a little scared, she took a decisive step forward and stabbed the hair bun in her hand into the man's lower back.

"Ugly little devil, look at me doing it myself!"

Another loud wail echoed through the alley, even louder than the previous two.

Jifu Taro and Xiaomei looked at the three people one after another. They were originally very painful, but they seemed to smell a faint smell and slowly froze.

Then my breathing became more rapid.

They seemed to have found something, food of interest.

But at this moment, two figures appeared from outside the alley.

Walking in front was a woman wearing an ancient kimono, looking very mature and emotional, and behind her was a young man in white clothes and green hair.

The boy's expression was very serious. After seeing what happened in the alley, he immediately stepped in front of the woman and said, "Ms. Tamayo, please be careful."

He could sense that the very beautiful girl and the very ugly boy were both ghosts.

But unlike the nervous boy, Tamayo frowned in confusion, "These two children...seem to have escaped Muzan Kibutsuji's...curse!"

ps. Happy New Year everyone! A shallow resurrection! ! I'm so busy visiting relatives!