Sword Saint Priest and Lolita Priestess

Boya's clear voice called Yu Zhongming out of his self-contemplation.

"what happened?"

Yu Zhongming nodded with a smile.

"Qingming and I were talking about something, but you were thinking about something. I was afraid you didn't hear it, so I called you."

Boya is always thoughtful.

"You are such a good man, Boya."

Yu Zhongming praised.

"Your Excellency Yuzhong and Seimei have the same words of praise."

Boya laughed.

"It's time to get back to the matter, Boya."

Seimei's voice suddenly intervened, interrupting the conversation between the two.

Boya glanced at Qingming in surprise,

Immediately straightening his expression, he said slowly, "It started with that red-haired ghost dog Maro."

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Chapter 36 Song of Ghost Love (2)

"That Inumaro is a man in his prime in his thirties. He was originally a monk from a monastery called Xiyun Temple in the Harima country. Once he was in trouble for money and stole the pure gold Buddha Nyorai like, and thus degenerated into a thief."

"Every time this man breaks into a house, he will kill him. If he kills someone, he can search for money in a house where there are no survivors. However, there will still be people who hide in the dark and survive by luck. Among these people, some people saw Inumaro was spattered with the blood of the victim, and his face was red all over, and since then he has been called the "red-haired ghost."

"This red-haired ghost is a vigilant and prudent person. Every time he commits a crime, he will change to another place, and then come back to commit crimes after he relaxes his vigilance. It has been more than three years since he committed several murders, but I couldn’t catch it. He has already become a guy who the Kyoto police are gnashing their teeth.”

"But such a guy was arrested the day before yesterday."

Yu Zhongming squeezed two salt-fried green beans, chewing them crunchy: "Isn't it a good thing to be caught?"

"But he wasn't caught just like that." Boya emphasized: "He was caught while wandering in the street in despair."

"He was carrying a knife, and the blood of the victim was still splashed on his body, just wandering around Qitiao Avenue like this. Many people who just got up early were scared."

"That's interesting." Qingming showed a faint smile: "Let me guess, he met a monster."

Boya glanced at him sideways: "Of course I also know, what kind of possibility is there other than this. The important thing is what kind of monster you meet."

"I would like to hear the details." Qingming raised his hand to signal.

"I heard from the red-haired ghost that it was half past the hour of Hai, the moon was hanging in the sky, and he had just stolen from the oil shop on Meixiao Road on Suzaku Avenue.

In a panic, he ran to Qitiao Avenue, and then met that monster. "

....

....

The first thing Inumaro saw was a blue light.

It was as if the moonlight condensed on the ground and turned into a clear light.

And when his eyes got used to the light, he saw an ox cart.

There are no oxen, only a cart with wheels slowly moving forward.

"Squeak, squeak..."

A faint sound could be heard, the sound of the axle turning.

Apart from this sound, there was not even the sound of the wheels pressing against the ground.

That voice, together with the ox cart, approached Inumaro in the darkness.

"Squeak, squeak..."

Then he saw clearly what the light was?

There are two clear figures floating in the air on both sides of the bullock cart, like lanterns leading the way, and like accompanying guards.

The figures were glowing, one part black and one part white.

Seeing this, the root of Inumaro's tongue was trembling.

Although he always steals in the dead of night, Inumaro has encountered youkai and the like many times so far.

For example, the faintly flickering will-o’-the-wisp; the sound of footsteps chasing behind no one in sight; the old woman who kept laughing behind her ears and beckoning to come over in an abandoned house; Running after the eyeballs, a child without eyes...

However, any encounter in the past was not as weird as it was tonight.

However, Inumaro is a bold person after all.

He knew very well that no matter whether the other party was a ghost, a vixen, or a monster, if he was afraid and held back, it would only make things worse.

"Squeak, squeak..."

"Squeak. Squeak..."

The bullock cart approached again, and Inumaro finally saw the appearance of the two figures clearly.