I live longer than the incomparable

Yoshiyuki Tomioka doesn't want to go through that kind of thing again.

First relatives, then friends, and now even acquaintances, do they also suffer from "ghosts"?

What emerged in his mind was not only the memories of the past, but also a raging fire, as if it wanted to burn his blood, leaving him no time to think about other things.

But after a while, he stopped outside the yard again, staring blankly at the mansion that he had only visited once but never entered.

This ancient building looked like a dormant beast in the sun, which made Tomioka Yoshioka calm down a bit.

In the short time when he stopped, Purgatory Kyojuro had already chased after him. He stopped beside Tomioka Yoshiyuki and observed his surroundings warily.

"What's the matter, Tomioka."

Purgatory Kyojuro puts his hand on the hilt of the sword, and can draw out the Japanese sword at any time to fight.

He cautiously felt if there was any weird smell around him, but what flowed in the air was only the sunshine and the warmth of late spring.

Even if there was no abnormality, Purgatory Anjurou did not relax his vigilance, but waited for Tomioka Yoshiyuki's answer.

"I know the owner of this house."

Yoshiyuki Tomioka suddenly spoke.

When Purgatory Kyojurou looked at him inexplicably, Giyuu walked into the courtyard, stood on the veranda and knocked on the barrier door.

- Nothing happens.

Purgatory Xingshourou looked in from behind him, saw all kinds of furniture and sundries piled up by the wall inside, and had some guesses in his heart.

"It seems that this family has just moved here."

Yiyong responded with a hmm, and added: "She moved here with her child yesterday."

It stands to reason that if you move to a new house, even if the first day is delayed because it is too late, you should tidy up the house on the second day no matter what. Hear nothing.

Something is wrong.

But they didn't smell any blood.

Every house they had encountered before that was attacked by "ghosts" had more or less bloody smell left in it, but this house smelled very ordinary, and there was nothing weird about it.

Tomioka Yoshiyuki went straight in. Purgatory Anjuro wanted to remind him not to enter other people's residences without authorization, but he got the answer: "The owner here once invited me to stay overnight."

——Although it was rejected by him at the time.

That being the case, Purgatory Xingshou Lang didn't insist anymore, but followed him into the house.

After they came in, they found that the house was much bigger than they had imagined. Just like what the child told Tomioka Yoshiyuki yesterday evening, there were indeed many empty rooms.

In the process of entering a certain room to check, Yoshiyuki Tomioka was suddenly attracted by some traces on the ground. He frowned, squatted down and touched the scratches sunken in the floor.

Yi Yong was stunned. It is impossible for ordinary human nails to scratch such marks on the wooden floor, and... when Yi Yong lay on the ground in doubt and sniffed lightly, he smelled the familiar smell of the ghost of the string.

I also smelled other "ghosts".

——Although it has become very indifferent, it can indeed be proved that those "ghosts" have been here.

Purgatory Xingshoulang didn't bother him. When Yiyong stood up, he asked, "Is it a ghost?"

Tomioka Yoshiyuki nodded solemnly.

Purgatory Xingshoulang pondered. The rooms they had checked just now were not unusual. It could even be said that there was no trace of a suspected "ghost" in the whole house except for this room.

Tomioka Yoshiyuki fell into confusion, and Purgatory Anjurou also encountered such a situation for the first time. After a few thoughts, they decided to go back to the headquarters of the Demon Slayer Squad first.

——Perhaps my lord can know something.

——*——

When Tomioka Yoshiyuki and Purgatory Kyojuro rushed back to the headquarters, Yuya Ubuyashiki was sitting on the veranda, looking at the wisteria tree that had grown very tall in the courtyard.

Their footsteps subconsciously slowed down, and they stopped when they were a few steps away from the thin and thin figure, and knelt down on one knee.

"My lord."

Sitting on the verandah, the boy in white feathers heard their voices, he turned his head, with a smile on his clear face: "You are back."

The young man put down the teacup in his hand so that they would not be restrained. After Tomioka Yoshiyuki and Purgatory Kyojuro stood up, he asked, "Have you completed the task this time?"

Hearing the words, Xing Shoulang from Purgatory said, "We encountered a very strange thing, so we came back for a while."

Yuya Mibuyashiki looked sideways: "What is it?"

Purgatory Kyojuro informed Ubuyashiki Yoya about the search situation of himself and Yoshiyuki Tomioka, and the latter was quiet for a while before asking: "What is the name of the mistress of the family you are talking about?"

"Eight hundred bhikkhuni." This was Tomioka Yoshiyuki who had been standing quietly by the side all the time.

The moment he heard this name, Yoya Mibuyashiki's guess was confirmed. He looked at the two pillars who were trying to get some clues from him, lowered his eyes and said softly, "Don't worry."

Yuya Ubuyashiki turned his face back, turned his eyes back to the wisteria tree he was watching, and said in a low voice, "If it's her, she must have some plans of her own."

Hearing such words, Tomioka Yoshiyuki was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized: "Do you know her?"

Ubayashiki Yoya nodded and explained: "The Ubayashiki family...had received her help before."

It is a rare opportunity that these pasts, which are only passed on by word of mouth, are also passed into the ears of Tomioka Yoshiyuki and Purgatory Kyojuro through the mouth of Yuya Ubuyashiki.

"There is an ancient legend in the Wakasa country. The girl who ate the mermaid meat gained an immortal body..."

They opened their eyes wide, and almost said in unison: "Eight hundred bhikkhuni!"

Tomioka Yoshiyuki and Purgatory Kyojuro also knew about this legend before, but at this moment they really overlapped the real "Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni" with the legendary "Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni".

The legend is true.

Eight hundred bhikkhunis are also real.

Unlike the man-eating evil spirits, the legend of the eight hundred bhikkuni is closer to a miraculous and illusory existence.

Yuya Ubuyashiki was not annoyed by their interruption, after all, anyone who heard such a thing would find it inconceivable.

Yoshiyuki Tomioka thought of the [-] nuns he knew—who could walk in the sun without any smell of blood on his body, and tasted human food without any difference.

With a healthy body and a beautiful appearance, it is simply... God-like eternity.

Seeing their astonished expressions, Yoya Yashiki suddenly laughed and asked, "Do you long for eternal life?"

The young protagonist's voice was soft, but Tomioka Yoshiyuki and Purgatory Kyojuro calmed down in an instant.

"Do not."

Purgatory Xing Shou Lang's face is always covered with a pride that is as dazzling as the sun, but his pride is not the kind of arrogance that treats others as dust, but the self-confidence that radiates from the bottom of his heart.

"Human life is proud of its brevity. I cherish every moment and every person I meet. My mother is a woman who understands righteousness. She taught me to respect everything and at the same time Cherish everything."

Therefore, Purgatory Xingshoulang has never felt confused and lonely, because in his heart, he is always loaded with confident and firm ideals.

This is also the ideal of everyone in the Ghost Killing Squad.

[Evil ghosts are killed. 】

Ubuyashiki Yoya was not surprised that Purgatory Kyojuro would give such an answer, he has always been very clear that these children who decided to wear the uniform of the Demon Slayer Squad and pick up the Japanese knives have their hearts hidden in their hearts. With ferocious feelings.

But the eight hundred bhikkhuni he saw was as calm as a dead lake.

Perhaps this is the consequence of eternal life, losing the mood to pursue something, and also losing those burning feelings that can support people to live.

Yuya Ubuyashiki sighed.

At the same time, the person who made him sigh was sitting in the living room of a western-style building drinking the black tea that the servant had just made.

A woman in a grass-colored dress sat on a soft sofa, looking relaxed and comfortable.

The original intention of Yabaichuni was to let Oni Wu Tsuji take the whole family out to avoid the limelight, and wait a few days for the members of the ghost killing team to leave before going back. However, Oni Wu Tsuji directly bought a new one with pride. The restaurant, even the one with all the furniture and servants.

In order to avoid being approached by Tomioka Yoshiyuki, Oni Wu Tsuji tried his best to cover up the smell of himself and Lei, and took them away from Nara by car before the sun rose.

Naturally, I didn't bring the original furniture with me. According to Oniwu Tsuji's intention, it will be used as a place for vacation in my spare time, and I will ask my subordinates to tidy it up in a few days.

Hearing that Bhikkhuni looked at him sideways, he said with emotion, "That's great."

It's good that Guiwu Tsuji Wuyou didn't know what she was talking about, but it was nothing irritating, so he let her go.

After entering the new house, Lei and Inosuke got the answer from their father: "This will be our new home from now on." Then they ran into the house hand in hand to "explore the secrets".

Yabaichuni had no intention of participating in such an overly lively game, and Kiwu Tsuji had nothing else to do, which resulted in the current scene of the two sitting face to face on the sofa and chatting occasionally.

"So we didn't move very far in the end." Eight Hundred Bikuni put down the teacup in his hand, "Asakusa...is still in Tokyo."

They made a long detour and ran to Nara, but they returned to Tokyo before staying for a full day. No matter how they thought about it, they felt that the futility was meaningless.

"It's easier to find clues in remote places," Guiwu Tsuji said casually: "It's easier to hide all kinds of traces in big cities."

What he said was indeed correct, and the eight hundred bhikkhunis could not deny it.Unlike a quiet small town, the hustle and bustle of a big city is enough to cover up many unusual sounds.

Oni Wu Tsuji thought that the eight hundred bhikkhuni regretted not being able to live in Nara, so she said to her, "At least the cherry tree is left there for you."

As if comforting her.

Hearing this, Babai Bhikkhuni laughed, "I'm so happy that you are willing to consider me so much."

The author has something to say: Eight Hundred Bikuni (great reading): I am so happy

Wu Mi:? ? ?Can you be perfunctory and serious?

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感谢在2020-01-1620:13:11~2020-01-1622:36:07期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Mariko Daxia and Qiu Qianshan one;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!