I kidnapped Crowley!

"Little boy, this is not your decision."

Honglian's tone was grim.

"Hey, why are you so fierce? If you smile more, Mahiru will love you more~"

Qiu Yunyuhe didn't take it seriously.

He turned to look at the Japanese sword in his hand. It was finely crafted and had just the right curvature.

"By the way, pervert Honglian, do you have any special fetishes?"

Ichise Guren's face turned even darker. He was always called a pervert, and even though he was thick-skinned, he still felt a little embarrassed.

Qiu Yun Yuhe gave a wicked smile.

"Why do you put explosive charms on yourself?"

Ichise Guren's eyes narrowed slightly, and she quickly looked at her body, and saw a talisman stuck on her chest.

“Have a good time.”

Bang!

Explosions were heard and smoke filled the air.

"Ahem, cough."

Honglian was lying on the road in a mess, with her clothes on her chest blown open, revealing her strong but bloody chest, and she was gasping for breath.

If she hadn't been wearing specially made clothes blessed with magic, who knows what would have happened.

The smoke dispersed and Qiu Yunyuhe disappeared.

"You bastard brat!"

"Hey, Honglian, you seem to need help now."

"Night, help me heal my injuries."

"Hahaha, that's right, desire me a little more!"

……

Qiuyun Yuzuru returned home with the Ajuramaru.

It was getting close to evening and Qiu Yun Naxue had not returned home yet.

Qiu Yunyuhe returned to his room, locked the door, and drew his knife.

In a blink of an eye, I arrived at that pure white space again.

"Well, now you should talk to me about the name Arthura Tsepesi."

Ajuramaru seemed a little anxious.

He had lost his memory before he became a ghost, but the little ghost in front of him said a name that was very familiar to him.

It was a name that he had forgotten for thousands of years.

Aguramaru was clearly more interested in his former name than completing Mahiru Hiiragi's mission.

So he chose to accept Qiu Yunyuhe.

Qiuyun Yuzuru smiled at the anxious Ajuramaru.

"Don't be anxious. We still have three months to discuss this topic."

Qiu Yunyuhe looked at the calendar, September 27th.

"You even know what's going to happen in three months, little human? I can't see through you, but what right do you think you have to negotiate with me?"

Ajuramaru was not satisfied with Akigumo Hazuru's answer.

After hearing this, Qiu Yunyuhe pretended to have a headache.

"I am a man who cannot help being frightened. When I am frightened I tend to forget things, especially those concerning Arthura Tsepesi."

Qiu Yunyuhe looked troubled and rubbed his forehead.

"Do you threaten me?"

Ajuramaru was a little angry.

Qiu Yunyuhe spread his hands, expressing helplessness.

"How dare I threaten you, Master Ajuramaru."

Then Qiu Yunyuhe looked surprised and covered his mouth and exclaimed.

"Ah, Master Ajuramaru won't kill me, will he?"

Ajuramaru could no longer tolerate Akigumo Hazuru's attitude.

"Little devil, don't go too far."

A streak of darkness, like ink dropped into water, began to spread from under Ajuramaru's feet, and in the blink of an eye, it enveloped Qiuyun Yuzuru.

"Tell me everything you know, otherwise, I will make you live a life worse than death!"

Qiuyun Yuhe felt the thick ghost energy all around him and had some difficulty breathing for a moment, but he still remained calm and composed.

"Don't you ghosts love trading? I'll tell you what you want to know. What can you give me?"

After a long silence, Ajuramaru's voice came from the darkness.

"Power. I can give you great power."

Qiu Yunyuhe shook his head in disdain.

"I do not need."

"Hypocritical little devil, everyone says they reject the power of devils, but no one can resist the temptation. With power, you can do anything!"

Qiu Yunyuhe shook his head.

"I do not need."

"Boy, I'm a ghost. I have no physical body. I only have power to give you. You must know this. Are you kidding me?"

Ajuramaru felt furious.

"Who said you only have power?"

Qiu Yunyuhe asked mysteriously.

Ajuramaru was stunned for a moment.

What else can I give him?

"promise."

"what?"

Qiu Yunyuhe held up three fingers.

"I need you to make me three promises."

Ajuramaru was a little confused.

"What do you mean?"

"When I need you to do what I ask of you."

"Little brat! What do you take me for, a slave?"

Qiuyun Yuzuru was not annoyed and said something lightly, leaving Ajuramaru speechless for a moment.

"You are trapped in a knife, without any freedom. Is this better than being a slave?"

Ajuramaru couldn't refute that demons and vampires were two extremes.

Vampires have no desires other than the desire for blood, and can endure loneliness better than monks who have been ordained for decades.

Ghosts are just the opposite. All ghosts like desires, including other people's desires and their own desires.

The longer a cursed weapon has not been mastered, the harder it is to master.

Because the longer the ghosts in the weapons are lonely, the stronger their desires become, and they wish they could be used every day.

Therefore, sealing them in the prison of ghost curse weapons will really drive the ghosts crazy.

"Promise me, I will not only help you regain your memory, but I will also let you leave this desolate space forever."

The dark demonic energy receded like the tide, and Ajuramaru revealed himself.

The Japanese sword that was originally under his feet was now placed on Qiuyun Yuzuru's neck.

The anger disappeared from Ajuramaru's face, and he said to Qiuyun Yuzuru with a smile.

"Why do I feel like you are the devil and I am being seduced by you?"

"Lucky for you, kid, I'm very interested in your proposal."

Feeling the coldness on his neck fade away and a trace of blood flowing out, Qiu Yunyuhe finally felt relieved.

"Well, happy cooperation~"

He won the bet!

But he relaxed too early.

Ajuramaru glanced at the trace of blood oozing from Qiuyun Yuzuru's fair neck and licked his lips.

"You...what are you looking at?"

Qiuyun Yuzuru noticed that there was something wrong with Ajuramaru's eyes.

"Well, one more thing, you have to provide me with food."

"Eat...eat?"

Qiu Yun Yuhe asked uncertainly.

"Don't ghosts devour desires? Do they still need to eat?"

Ajuramaru smiled more and more happily.

"Well, actually...sucking blood is also possible~"

"Bloodsucking? Hey! Wait!"

Ajuramaru summoned several chains to tie up Akigumo Hazuru and sealed his mouth.

"Let's have the first meal first."

He leaped behind Qiuyun Yuhe, the chain tightened, and Qiuyun Yuhe's neck was exposed.

"Oh? Apparently, you've seduced other diners as well."

Qiuyun Yuzuru knew that Ajuramaru was talking about the tooth marks left by Krululu when he sucked his blood before.

"I'm not in the habit of sharing utensils with others."

The chain moved, revealing the other side of the neck.

Ajuramaru bit down.

Qiu Yunyuhe wanted to cry but had no tears.

You two brothers and sisters, do you think I'm your autograph board? Come on, I'm really impressed.

Hey, hey, hey, you suck harder than Clulu!

Oh my god, I feel dizzy, dizzy, dizzy!

I'm sorry, Your Highness Krul, I can't be your only special supplier anymore. I'm not clean anymore.