I'm afraid it's not a fake hero

In the courtyard surrounded by wisteria flowers, the breeze blows the petals to the distance, and the air is filled with the sweet fragrance of flowers.

Jie Luo sat on the soft cushion on the floor, and a man with a hideous scar on the upper half of his face was sitting opposite Jie Luo. He was slowly boiling water and making tea on the incense-burning tea table, his movements were elegant and pleasing to the eye.

"That child is responsible for the lives of others, but the method is too extreme. After all, the inheritance of ghosts has not been broken for thousands of years, but there has never been one who has not eaten people. Mi Douzi is the only one who has eaten people for thousands of years. A special individual."

While talking, the man put the brewed tea in front of Jie Luo, and the warm air floated upwards, lingering on Jie Luo's nostrils with the fragrance of tea.

"It smells so good..." Jie Luo sniffed lightly, and a familiar fragrance wafted from the teacup: "This is... wisteria flower tea?"

"Yes, do you like it?"

Jie Luo blew on the teacup, then took a sip carefully, her jade-like eyes became clear and bright in an instant.

"It's delicious, I like it!"

After she finished speaking, she looked up at the man opposite. On the lower half of his smooth and unscarred face, there was a slight smile on his thin lips.

His body was very weak, and he would cough a few times from time to time, and the skin on his wrists also had the same terrifying scars as his face.

The man is a very gentle person, with just the right amount of care in the tone of his speech and the details of his actions.

But such a gentle person exudes a rotten smell from the inside out.

—he will not live long.

The teahouse was filled with warm sunlight, and the wind blew through the wisteria flowers outside with a soft rustling sound.

The man's gentle voice, accompanied by one or two light coughs from time to time, babbled to Jieluo about a fateful battle between ghosts and ghost killing teams that lasted for thousands of years.

The most senior member of the ghost killing team is the Zhu class. The Zhus are active in the front line of killing ghosts all year round, rain or shine all year round, and they are almost as busy as a spinning top.

After listening, Jie Luo put down the teacup in embarrassment.

She just seemed to have driven all the pillars of the Ghost Killing Squad into the hospital...

The time of the Pillars is extremely precious, and the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. They often have to go to the next area without stopping after killing the ghosts in one area, and all the ghosts killed are the last in the mission. tricky.

You have to ask Jie Luo how she feels after listening...

She regrets it now, very regretful.

I had a great time just now, so what about the human villages that lost the protection of the pillars?

So why was she so impulsive just now, and repaired all the main players in the team, and now the lord has no one to send missions.

"Arnold..." Jie Luo opened her mouth, faltering and hawing, not knowing how to speak.

"Sorry……"

The man looked at the girl who bowed his head and apologized. Although he seemed to be watching, in fact, the man's eyes had already lost his vision.

His wife Tianyin had described the child's appearance to him, but at the age of fifteen or sixteen, he possessed an invincible sword skill. It was a murderous sword that emerged from the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood.

It was hard for him to imagine what this young girl had gone through to develop such swordsmanship. Even the most powerful swordsman in Japan could not compare with her in her peak youth.

But the girl in front of her was clearly only fifteen or sixteen years old, and she was still a child.

Ubuyashiki stretched out his hand, and his warm palm slowly landed on the top of Yura's hair, rubbing it gently.

"It's okay, don't blame yourself for it."

Jie Luo paused, the man's warm palm and soft voice were all vivid in her memory, and her cheeks felt like they were on fire for an instant.

so gentle...

The kindness that comes from elders treating younger generations...

Just like... the old man who raised her up...

The familiarity almost made her cry.

Jie Luo bent down uncomfortably, and moved her head out of the opponent's hand.

She looked at the almost inhuman man who was suffering from the pain, and made a secret decision in her heart.

"I'm sorry, because my inappropriate actions have caused you trouble. As an apology, I can help you..." She paused, her eyes fell on the man's scarred face.

"I can help you suppress the curse."

The moment she finished speaking, she saw the breath of the man on the opposite side stagnate.

The man was stunned and didn't reply for a long time, Jie Luo stretched out his hand and shook in front of the other party, but got no response.

"If you don't speak, I'll take it as your promise."

There was a gloomy rotten smell from the man's body, and Jie Luo could tell at a glance that it was a curse of an evil sect, similar to some strange evil spirit, once haunted, generations would suffer from it .

Ordinary people may have nothing to do with this kind of thing, but Jie Luo is not an ordinary person.

Jie Luo, who possesses the godhead, is surrounded by a clear spiritual power, and the talent of the gods is purification.

Kill demons and ghosts, purify all evil spirits.

It is really easy for Jie Luo to deal with this kind of curse that is biased towards the dark system.

After she finished speaking, she took the initiative to sit next to the man, and put one hand on his shoulder. A faint golden light appeared from her hand, and slowly transported into the body of Yuya Shiki Yaoya.

The golden light is like a small dragon running from the shoulders towards the whole body, splitting into countless golden threads, and wherever it goes, the gray-black mist that cannot be seen by the naked eye fades away.

After Jie Luo had purified all the curses in his body, the most intuitive manifestation was that the hideous scars on Yaoya Miyashiki's face instantly faded a little, and a pair of scary white eyes gradually became brighter.

Ubuyashiki Yoya stared blankly at the eyes that had regained their light, although they were only blurry, but compared with the previous darkness where the sun was not visible, it was like seeing the sun through the clouds and mist, which made the heart beat violently Trembling.

——This is simply not a means that humans can do!

After Yuluo finished these, looking at the imprints on the man's body that hadn't faded, she took out a sword and put it beside the obstetrician Yaoya Shiki.

"This is for you. You must keep it by your side no matter day or night. You will return it to me after you are done. Let me first say that this is lent to you and must be returned to me."

It was a large and excessively long knife, the hilt was white with a golden sword pendant, and the scabbard was also white with a black knotted rope.

As a purebred human being, Ubuyashiki Yoya knew nothing about the sword except that it was well maintained and extremely sharp, and that it looked like a masterpiece at first glance.

However, what Jie Luo saw in her eyes was the purifying aura that lingered all over her body, which could eliminate disasters and purify the body and mind.

This is the magic knife - Ishikimaru.

No one knew what the lord had talked with that strange girl in the tea room, but when he came out, the lord was in a daze, as if he had been greatly stimulated.

Jie Luo felt that since she had done all she needed to do, she had better hurry up to find her master and communicate with her to enhance her relationship.

However, just as she was about to step out of the door of the tea room, the man who hadn't known what he was thinking all this time stopped Jie Luo.

"Please wait..."

He got up, left the tea table, knelt down in the middle of the tatami, stretched his hands, and prostrated himself on the floor.

"Hey, what are you doing???"

Jie Luo looked at the man who suddenly saluted her with a dazed expression, and froze in place at a loss.

"Thank you for your great kindness, God is above, please tell me, we will definitely kill Oni Wu Tsuji, and end the blood of the evil ghosts, right!"

Jie Luo stared blankly at the man who threw himself on the ground and knelt down to him. His voice was crisp and clear, completely different from the soft and gentle appearance before. Determination.

what... this person...

Jie Luo stared at him blankly, not knowing how she should feel, the wind outside the window was still dancing with the wisteria flowers, and the tea room was very quiet for a while.

The two of them stayed like this, standing and kneeling in silence for an unknown period of time, until finally Jie Luo finally compromised.

She paused, then walked towards the man kneeling on the ground, placing her white and slender fingers on the top of the man's black hair.

"Declaration, I am the god of swords and swords, Yuluo, and I bless you in the name of the god_, Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi will not end well, and the blood of the evil ghost clan will end at your hands."

The girl landed on the top of his hand, exuding a faint golden light, hiding in the man's body with all the blessings.

Ubuyashiki Yoya raised his head, looking at the almost thin figure in front of him with a pair of hazy eyes.

He opened his eyes wide in a daze, and the expression on his face seemed to be smiling but not crying, which was weird and distorted for a moment.

Jie Luo tilted her head, frowned and squatted in front of the man.

"Hey, let me tell you, haven't you already got what you want? Why do you still have this expression?"

After saying that, she paused, and said distressedly: "I only bless you for the sake of causing you trouble. I am also a novice in this field. If you are more strange I'm really going to be angry."

After she finished speaking, Yoya Yashiki came back to his senses, the man's hands on the ground trembled slightly.

His brows and eyes were lowered, and his expression was docile.

"No, how dare I have other unreasonable thoughts, I'm just too happy." He raised his head and looked at the girl in front of him.

Those dull eyes gradually became moist, shining gracefully in the sunlight.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but there were tears in his eyes.

"I'm just so happy." He repeated, looking at Jie Luo's eyes, as if looking at the only fire and hope left in the world.

"Thank you……"

Yuya Miyayashiki has never been so happy like this moment, as if in a hopeless life, one day he suddenly sees the way forward, finds light in the dark night, and finds a way to rest during the tired journey.

He has been tired for a long time in a life without hope.

until today.

——The gods have finally shown grace to mankind.