Blade of the Sun [Comprehensive]

After reporting to his family, Purgatory Kyoshouro ran to the village where he found Rige.This time he was prepared, found the fastest horse he could find, and returned to the impoverished and backward village almost with the force of vomiting.

He had thought that he would be questioned, accused by swarms of people, and insulted by the villagers... But it didn't matter, he absolutely couldn't see an innocent child being slandered and killed because of ghosts.

So before he came, he was prepared to bear the guilt.

He can offer anything except his life.

It's not that Purgatory Jingshourou is afraid of death, but that his humble life has to be used to kill ghosts and rescue those poor people who are persecuted by ghosts.

He embraced the absolute heart and came back here.

however……

There are no people in the village, and there are no fireworks.

This village seems to have been frozen in time, quietly like a clumsy painting drawn by people without talent.

too quiet...

Purgatory Kyoshouro got off his horse and led the horse for a walk in the village.

"Is anyone there?" he called out in a drawn out tone.

No one responded to him.

Jing Shoulang felt very strange.

Did everyone leave here?Why... why did they relocate collectively all of a sudden?

He opened a door, and it was empty.However, the laundry is still hanging on the wall.He went in, opened the rice jar, and there was still rice in it.There was still half a bowl of solidified stinky porridge on the table.

(What's wrong?)

Kyotoshiro's alarm rings.

During the short period of time when he left with Rige, what happened?

Jing Shoulang walked out of the small thatched hut and closed the door again.

He looked up at the gloomy sky.

This is a day without sun, so all living things can run rampant under this sky.

"Don't look for it, you can't find it anywhere." A cool voice sounded from above Jing Shoulang's head.

Purgatory Kyojuro suddenly raised his head, his body jumped back subconsciously.He was struck by a cold murderous aura, and tremors swept through his body instantly.

On the ground in front of Jing Shoulang, a drop of blood fell.

In his raised eyes, he finally included the speaker.

is a woman.

He is very small, has a petite figure, and has very small hands.Not so much a woman as a girl.

It looked like he was only thirteen or fourteen years old.His black hair fell behind him like a dark cloud, and his eyes were the color of obsidian.

"Don't look for it." The girl said, "I've already fed it to the ghosts. There is another one, do you want it?" She raised an ordinary brow, and pulled half of the corpse with her hands.

"Here, do you want more?"

Only the upper body of the corpse, blood was flowing down from the torn part of the body.

Purgatory Jingjurou put his hand on the handle of the knife, but he didn't draw the knife for a long time.

He couldn't get out the knife.

He was completely overwhelmed by this ordinary-looking girl.

The body is very stiff, as if soaked in ice water.

"Who!" In the end, Jing Shoulang only squeezed out this word from his mouth.

The girl bent down, and the obsidian-like eyes on the face raised forward suddenly changed, and the black eyes turned into red eyes in an instant.Bright numbers appeared above her eyeballs, on which were engraved the three characters "Shangxian" and "One".

Winding one.

At that moment, Jing Shoulang thought he was going to die.

But it didn't.

The terrifying ghost held his chin, biting the stump with the knife in his hand bit by bit.

"It's been a long time since I cannibalized people."

She said in a chatty tone.

"Not long ago, something big happened."

Purgatory Jingjurou didn't dare to move.As soon as he moved, the murderous aura received by his body would immediately cut his fragile body into eighteen hundred parts.

He embraced the idea that the ghost didn't know, and listened to the ghost's words.

"I'm the only one left in the twelve ghost months."

what……?

Jing Shoulang thought that the other party was joking, but the nostalgic look on the ghost's face did not seem to be fake.

The first of the strings continued to speak in a slow tone: "It's really scary, I almost died. I lost hundreds of layers of skin, and finally won such a humble life..."

The ghost recalled the events of that day.

Zhu Mili could have killed Guiwu Tsuji Wumi, but she only focused on torturing him, but she didn't expect Wumi to run away when the sun came out.Because she only agreed to give Zhu Mili one night, she had no choice but to kill the other party in the attitude of "being late".

That silly girl, before she died, she cried for her mother like a little girl... Well, she is not much different.

... She is Natsu Yakumo.

All the ghosts know that the name of the first string is Yakumo, a terrifying male ghost who is extremely powerful and only ranks under that adult.

The girl-like ghost continued to recall.

Originally, at that time, he wanted to show his loyalty to the other party again with the intention of not being able to lose another powerful subordinate, but at that time, an accident happened.

Dazed by anger, Mumai Tsuji suddenly regained his strength in an instant, and returned to his peak state.And in that state, his brain killed all the ghosts under his lock control.Countless hands stretched out from the inside of the ghosts, and then tore them to pieces.

Even the winders are no exception.

At that time, Zhu Mili, who was closest to Wuyan, was killed in one fell swoop.The second most injured was Natsu Yakumo, whose body was almost completely crushed and turned into a pile of powder.But fortunately, Wu Mi suddenly lost his strength, and returned to the posture of a human being without any ability.

By the time Niyakumo had regenerated some parts of it as a pile of dust (King Oni's attack had done him almost irreproducible damage), Onimai Tsuji was gone.

He probably ran away.

At that time, when I arrived at Nanya Yakumo, I regenerated a piece of meat about the size of a head.If you don't put your own body together, you might be eaten by the wild dogs around you as food.In order to prevent this from happening, Nyu Yakumo decided to modify his body shape so that he could have a body that could move freely in the shortest possible time.

First of all, babies are not going to work.Although the ghost baby is not unable to walk, but that look is too ugly.

So Nyu Yakumo decided to pinch himself a young man.

While thinking about this, someone's face flashed across his mind.

It was a very ordinary face with hardly any outstanding features.Only her hair was disheveled like a dark cloud, and her eyes were as black as the sky in the middle of the night.

Sun Song was the first thing he thought of.

But that girl's face didn't belong to Sun Song.

When Yakumo reorganized his body, the rare memories left in his cells were also reborn.

If there is no mistake, this is the face of his sister - Xiaoge.

This is Xiaoge's face.

By the time Niyakumo realized it, he had already completed the regeneration.

He turned into a little girl.

Because most of his strength was weakened by the ghost king, he had to replenish his energy.For ghosts, the best way to replenish their strength is to eat people.

So he came to the village where he lived briefly as a human being, and came to the mass grave.

That night, he pushed everyone into the pit.

That day, after the Demon Slayer Squad swordsman took people away, he killed the villagers of this village.

He didn't have any compassion, so when he killed them, he didn't hesitate.

After all, he is a terrifying and cold-blooded ghost, not a warm person.

The corpses that have been piled up for two days look a little stale, but they can be imported.

Some people can only eat drained water because they cannot afford to eat.

Some ghosts can't hunt now, so they can only eat corpses.

Catfish Yakumo walked into the mass grave and began to eat the corpses.

Three days later, the blond-haired Demon Slayer Swordsman came again.

Catfish Yakumo observed, and felt that the other party was probably Yan Zhu.

Yan Zhu of the Ghost Slayer Squad always looks the same.

Catfish Yakumo threatened the opponent with murderous intent with great interest.When she had had enough, he began to tell the story of that day.But he just mentioned it casually.

What he was about to say was not that sentence.

"Even if she might have something to do with an evil ghost like me, will you take care of her?" Niaoyakumo, who was talking about how other ghosts were destroyed by the ghost king, suddenly changed the subject and asked such a nonsense question.

Purgatory Kyojuro felt that the pressure on his body was reduced by half.

"She's different, she's a kind child who's different from you evil spirits."

"She cried for the dead villagers. How about you? You're killing people!"

"But I'm a ghost, so what's wrong with ghosts eating people?" Natsu Yakumo asked back, "Have you ever seen a ghost that doesn't eat people? No. It's almost unheard of ghosts that don't eat people. Could it be that you are still hugging people?" Such a naive idea?" He burst out laughing suddenly.

Purgatory Kyoshouro sternly said, "Even if it doesn't exist now, it will definitely appear in the future! Everything is not absolute. I believe that among ghosts, there are also ghosts who want to be kind to people!"

Nyu Yakumo's face was very dark.

"I really hate yelling people like you."

"The last guy who yelled at me is long gone."

Purgatory Kyojuro bent over under the tremendous pressure.

"However, I happen to have something for you to do—" "I will never do things for ghosts!" Purgatory Kyoshouro raised his voice and refused.

Nyu Yakumo pulled a small body from the tree trunk.

"is it?"

He threw what was in his hand directly at the opponent.

"This is the last human in this village, don't you want this?"

A child landed in front of Kyojuro.At that moment, Jing Shourou broke free from the invisible restraint and hugged the child.

It's so cold... His body temperature is no different from that of a dead person.

"Take this to Sunsong. Tell her this is my last kindness to her."

Natsuya Yakumo stood up and his small figure disappeared from Kyojuro's eyes.

With the source of pressure gone, Jing Shoulang held the child in his arms who was thrown by the ghost just now, and found that the child's body was covered with blood, and there were many holes in the body. The wound was not healed, only the blood clotted there.

Purgatory Kyoshouro touched the other person's forehead and found that it was surprisingly hot.

So he picked up the dark-haired boy of about ten years old, mounted his horse, and galloped home.

……

Nyu Yakumo's figure reappeared on the tree trunk.

Oni Wu Tsuji Mumi cannot die.

He cannot die.

Nyu Yakumo recited it silently several times in his heart.

Because Guiwu Tsuji died miserably, and he would die too.

He doesn't want to die yet.

What he has been pursuing for more than 200 years has not yet been realized.

Therefore, anyone can die.

—Only he can't.

The author has something to say: ※ Please accept it.

※The image of Nanya Yakumo is suddenly simplified, but there is still room for it.

※缘一的缘，同时也是有缘无分的缘。感谢在2019-12-2423:17:56~2019-12-2523:19:19期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：谢邀1瓶；非常感谢大家对我的支持，我会继续努力的！