I live longer than the incomparable

"What else?"

As if he couldn't understand what she was saying, Onimai Tsuji still maintained the appearance of Inosuke, and even deliberately imitated his tone and way of speaking.

Eight hundred bhikkhunis gazed deeply into his face.Gui Wu Tsuji's thoughts are really hard to fathom.

Because he did not become the appearance of the fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy Inosuke, but the appearance of the child when he was younger and a few years ago.

As if it was a surprise deliberately prepared for her, he said to her with such a small gesture: "Aren't you happy to see me again?"

I don't know whether Guiwu Tsuji Wumi deliberately stimulated her, and felt that they hadn't had a conflict for too long.I still really wanted to cheer her up, so I used this method to comfort her.

But... Seeing such a scene, how could Eight Hundred Bhikkuni be happy?

Her frowning expression fell into the eyes of Onimai Tsuji, who was not annoyed by her silence.

"I thought you would want to see Inosuke more than you were tired. After all, since you heard the news, even though it has been several months, you still look depressed..."

In order to make Yaobi Kuni more truly feel the existence of [Inosuke], and hear [Inosuke]'s voice more clearly.Onimai Tsuji Musan explained in a pretentious manner.

But those eyes, which were widened by him, showed an overly eye-catching blood-like color under the moonlight-this would never be the color that Inosuke would have.

Yabaichuni did not recognize the identity of "Inosuke" who appeared in front of her at this moment.Correspondingly, Gui Wu Tsuji's "kindness" was not recognized by her.

"Enough!" Eight Hundred Bhikkuni snapped in a low voice.

Oni Wu Tsuji Wuchan squinted his eyes, the expression in his scarlet pupils was gloomy.Such an expression appeared on [Inosuke]'s face, it was really weird, but Eight Hundred Bhikkuni stared at him intently, and his tone became a little bit more serious: "Change back."

The child-like evil spirit raised his eyebrows slightly, and the words he said were full of malice: "I thought you would want me to last longer, after all, this is the only chance to see Inosuke now..."

It was probably because his words brought back bad memories, and Bhikkhuni's complexion suddenly turned ugly.

But she had expected it, after all——from the mouth of Guiwu Tsuji, what nice words could she hear?

Oni Wu Tsuji was satisfied, but compared to the suppressed anger in her eyes at the moment, her lifeless appearance before made him even more disgusted. The tails of his eyes were raised slightly, and his appearance changed in the blink of an eye.

——It's not that she changed back to the youth she was familiar with, but... the form of a child who was about the same age as Inosuke and Rei a few years ago.

It is Onimai Tsuji Mumi's own young appearance.

Seeing the eight hundred bhikkuni he showed such a posture, the expression on her face suddenly froze.

She could no longer maintain her composure, after all, the series of actions that Ghost Mai Tsuji Wuyou made at this time seemed to be crazy.

"What are you doing?" Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni asked him with the corners of his mouth lowered.

Her voice was full of complex emotions.

Guiwu Tsuji Wuyou didn't answer her, he showed a somewhat quiet and silent look when he was silent, and this look also made his young and immature appearance more clear at the moment.

Although he was very unwilling to admit it and did not want to focus his attention on him, there was no doubt that at this time, the eight hundred bhikkuni could not speak sharply at him as usual.

She was too easily succumbed to such a false pretense.

Each of them had their own thoughts and formed a strange scene. None of them spoke, just looked at each other quietly.After a while, Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi said: "It really is so."

——Bhikkhuni Yao cannot be angry with a child, no matter who the [child] is.

Oni Wu Tsuji's mind was extremely active, but the Eight Hundred Bhikkuni still hadn't figured out what he meant by this sentence.All she knew was that the childhood form of Oni Wu Tsuji was much weaker than him in the youth form.

This small appearance... is so quiet and weak that it makes people feel pity.

It was precisely because of this pity that the anger raised by the eight hundred bhikkhuni because of his transformation into Inosuke's appearance did not know how to explode in an instant.

Unable to get angry at him, and unable to get along with him peacefully, she wanted to turn around and leave like this, but was stopped by Guiwu Tsuji Wucan.

He was still sitting there, and made a voice behind her: "I intend to maintain this form for a while."

It's not a negotiation or a test, it's just a simple notification.Inform her that Onimai Tsuji has made a new decision.

Such a sudden decision surprised the eight hundred monks who thought he was just a whim.

Leaving aside how to explain the sudden disappearance of him, the servants will definitely be at a loss if there is a strange child in the family.

Thinking of many troublesome things in an instant, Babai Bhikkhuni stopped in her footsteps, her back was turned to him, her expression changed several times, but she only said: "It's up to you."

Eight hundred bhikkhuni did not intend to cooperate with his nonsense, nor did he want to interfere in his decision.She no longer wanted to know what Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi was thinking.

It's his business to do whatever he wants, and it has nothing to do with Babaichuni.

The eight hundred bhikkhuni who had this idea, did not even pause in their footsteps when they left.

Kidui Tsuji Muchan, who looked like a child, sat sideways on the verandah. He silently watched the figure of Eight Hundred Bhikuni going away. When he watched her disappear from his sight, he suddenly understood a little bit when he slammed the door and left after a quarrel in the past. , Eight hundred bhikkhuni looked at his feelings when he left.

I have to say, [It's quite interesting. 】

The feeling of seeing others being angered away is completely different from being angered by oneself. No wonder Babaichuni would quarrel with him from time to time.

——*——

After eight hundred bhikkhuni lay back on the bedding, she couldn't fall asleep for a long time. She tossed and turned in the quilt, and she didn't know how long it had been, when she suddenly heard the sound of the barrier door being pulled open.

The surroundings were extremely quiet at night, and even the slight sound of turning over could be heard in her ears, let alone the sound of someone's footsteps walking towards her.

And who would enter her room in such a late night, no matter how you think about it, there would only be one person.

The man lifted the corner of her quilt, got into the bed and pressed his body against her.

But at the moment when that body was attached to her back, Babaichuni closed her eyes tightly, and she clearly felt how immature the body attached to her back was.

Eight hundred bhikkhuni opened his eyes suddenly, and suddenly turned over to look at the other party - a pale and young face came into view.

"Ghost Dance Tsuji Wu Mi." As if the name was squeezed out of the throat, he made a heavy breath when he pronounced the words.She tried her best to suppress the strange emotions that couldn't stop rising, and whispered: "Get out."

It was said that instead of leaving obediently, he pulled up the quilt, pressed the corner of the quilt tightly and asked her, "Where are you going?"

Unlike the Eight Hundred Bhikkuni, the words that came from the mouth of the child next to him were more like whispers at night.As if afraid of being heard by someone else, Oni Wu Tsuji's voice lowered, sounding calm and innocent.

Finding an empty room in such a huge mansion is really a simple matter. Eight hundred bhikkuni thought that no matter what, Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi would not appear in front of her again tonight, but he did not expect that he would Will retract into her bed in such a gesture.

Eight hundred bhikkhunis are used to the usual appearance of a young man, but they don't think there is anything special about it.But now that he is like this, even if she knows that Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi is intentional, she still can't treat him like usual.

It has to be said that Oni Wu Tsuji's pretentiousness did have an effect, not only successfully blocked the mouth of the eight hundred monks, but also blocked her anger that might flare up at any time - even if she knew he was not a real child, eight Baibi Kuni would not treat him as usual.

Appearance can sometimes play such a big role, and it can even be used to deceive yourself and others at times.

Just like the appearance of the eight hundred bhikkhuni with a full face of depression, and also like the words and gestures made by Gui Wu Tsuji Wuyou at this moment that are not in line with his habits.

When he only thinks about the previous part, Gui Wu Tsuji has no misery, and he never sees his own shortcomings or deficiencies.In his eyes, there are always only the mistakes and flaws of others, and even the slightest is enough for him to take out and squeeze into ridicule.

Oni Wu Tsuji Wu Mi actually wanted to ridicule the remaining human part of the Yabaichuni, and the judgment he made only by seeing the hypocritical performance would only make himself more vulnerable and useless.

But he thought again, the Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni has always been like this, and Gui Wu Tsuji himself has always known that she is such an existence.

But it was not only his understanding of Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni that made Guiwu Tsuji Wumi suddenly dismiss this idea.Instead, he suddenly discovered that the relationship between them was rarely such a peaceful one.

The eight hundred bhikkhunis would not feel pity for the youthful Oni Wu Tsuji, which he himself knew very well.Even the occasional obedience shown in front of him is just a superficial gesture.

So when he pulled up the quilt for her calmly with the appearance of a child, the expression on Babaichuni's face was extraordinarily complicated.

It's not a deliberate disguise for him to see, but the complexity and confusion from the heart.

The Ghost Dance Tsuji Mumi she knew was not an existence that would do such a thing.

However, Oni Wu Tsuji does not dislike the Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni who shows this expression. It can even be said that although he always despises the ghosts under his hands for leaving too many human weaknesses, when the Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni also showed When he has such a trait, he will feel a little happy instead.

It is too strange and treacherous pleasure.

Even if such joy was fleeting, even he himself could not fully capture it.Because all he can detect is a positive change in his emotions.

This child-like Ghost Mai Tsuji is not as tall as her at all, and his arms can't be fully hugged by stretching out his arms, but he still put his hands on the back of Yabaichuni and helped her pull her. The quilt looked so clumsy that she was afraid that she would catch a cold.

Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni actually wanted to ask him to let go, but she had just opened her mouth, and before she could say a complete sentence, she was interrupted by Guiwu Tsuji.

As if his personality had changed due to his physical changes, his every move, word and deed at this time had become a style that fit the child's appearance.

If it was the usual ghost dancer Tsuji Wumi, he would definitely not talk to her like this.

He said softly, "It's getting late."

It was indeed late.

Ben sat outside until late at night, and ran out in the middle of the night to toss for a long time, and it was past the early hours of the morning—but the problem was that the eight hundred bhikkhuni couldn't sleep at all.

As long as she closes her eyes, she can feel the child lying beside her, with a small body and immature face.And that clumsy movement of pulling the quilt for her.

And the child's real body was actually Ghost Mai Tsuji.

Such a gesture made her unable to stop recalling the past, recalling the past that should not be remembered.

In the past 1000 years, Yabaichuni didn't know whether Oniwu Tsuji would remember the past, whether he would have illusory dreams, but Yabaichuni never forgot any important memories... She always couldn't forget that Yu Yu A very special time for her.

That was the era when Muma Onimai Tsuji was born, and it was also an extremely important era for the eight hundred bhikkhunis.

Heian-kyo shrouded in layers of haze shone brilliantly amidst the bustling and magnificent radiance.The cherry blossoms in spring fall on the road, and the axles of the bullock carts roll over the petals.

Looking through the gap in the gently blown curtain, one can see the thick and pale face.

Before that, Bhikkhuni Eight Hundred had never doubted who the most important person in her heart was. In her opinion, the most important person in her heart was undoubtedly that person.

The only one who can understand her, see through her pain and loneliness, and respond to her gaze with quiet and gentle eyes.

Seimei.

Only Seimei Abe.

But after a long time, this idea gradually began to waver.

The eight hundred bhikkhuni herself did not know exactly when another person took up the position that should have belonged to Seimei, even though that person...had never understood her from the bottom of his heart.

He never knew the real dream of Babaichuni, nor what kind of dream she was having, even though they were sleeping in the same room, just lying beside each other.

Even in the past nights when she fell asleep, when the other person's body was soaked in sweat and their skin was pressed tightly together, Oni Wu Tsuji never really put down her body to listen to her thoughts.

In fact, as long as he lowered his head a little, and moved his proud head slightly towards her, he could hear many things that he had never heard before—the faint sound of her heart that was being emitted.

But Ghost Mai Tsuji never did it, he never bowed his head for anyone.

It's not that you can't do it, it's just that you don't want to do it.

Guiwu Tsuji Wuyou doesn't know how to love another person like an ordinary person, and doesn't know how to love someone should change for the other person.

Even as far as he is concerned, he should be arrogant and arrogant at all times, and everyone is only worthy to kneel at his feet.

It is precisely because the eight hundred bhikkhuni know him too well that he knows that Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi is not suitable for being with him for a lifetime.She also knew that she was just...too lonely.

Just as Oni Wu Tsuji has gradually gotten used to the existence of the eight hundred bhikkhunis in the past years, such a situation can also be established after switching objects-even if the eight hundred bhikkhunis are unwilling to admit it.

The night was still dense in the room, and the moonlight penetrated into the room through the thin paper door, and the eight hundred bhikkhuni heard extremely light breathing.

Oni Wu Tsuji was probably asleep.Or so it seems.

The child with an immature face put his arm on her body, as if he wanted to hold her in his arms, but due to the difference in stature, the posture he maintained at this time seemed particularly awkward.

Eight hundred bhikkhuni gently took his hand down and put it away, stared at his face for a long time, finally couldn't help raising his hand, and rubbed his cheek with the back of his hand.

It has to be said that Guiwu Tsuji Wucan completely figured out what she was thinking.

Even if his actions at this time are actually just subconscious.Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi didn't know that he had seen her when he was young.

This is a memory that belongs only to Eight Hundred Bhikkhunis.

While stroking the child's cheek, Bhikkhuni Babai was thinking that if she could have been by his side and watched him grow up, then maybe she could also watch him grow from this appearance to the youth he came to later.

Looking at him as a human being, from a babbling child to a handsome young man, maybe he will always live as a human being, and die as a human being in the end...

It's just... just maybe.

Restraining the strange thoughts that popped up in the night, Babaichuni still stretched out his hand to hug him, and then closed his eyes.

But what she didn't know was that after she closed her eyes, Gui Wu Tsuji opened them again in her arms.

He stared at her quietly for a long time before putting his forehead close to hers.

——*——

To be honest, when he saw a child of his age in front of him in the mansion, he was very surprised.

The child who was dressed in an extremely modern style and combed his hair meticulously glanced at Tired with his big, lifeless red plum-colored eyes, and then set his sights on the eight hundred bhikkhuni not far away.

The child stood like this, without the slightest intention to explain anything, and it seemed that he didn't see the suspicious eyes cast on him by the servants around him.

Guiwu Tsuji Wumi did not deliberately restrain his aura, so the change in appearance did not completely blind Lei's judgment. As a ghost, Lei's keenness allowed Lei to recognize the child's true identity when he saw him.

Tired and opened his mouth, but found that he didn't know what to say.

Ask Lord Onimai Tsuji why did he become like this?

Lord Onimai Tsuji's decision is not what he should ask at all.

Pretend not to know his true identity and say hello?

I'm afraid Lord Onimai Tsuji will only think that such a move is boring and redundant.

So tired, all he needs to do is keep quiet—he has been keeping quiet all the time.

You don't need to express your own opinions, and you don't need to ask others' opinions. You just need to put your identity right and exist in this [home] like an ornament.

That alone is enough.

Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi is obviously very satisfied with the tired quietness, but if he wants to explain something, it is just an idiot's dream.Although what he said last night was to let him do whatever he wanted, in fact, in the end, Bikkuni Eight Hundred told the servants in the mansion about the "origin" of the child who suddenly appeared beside her.

She said: "This is a child of a distant relative, and they are here to stay for a while."

A random explanation is enough to make the servants look back.

The servants in the mansion have long been used to Madam's careful words, and they also know that they should not casually ask the master shouldn't ask questions.So even if they were very curious about when the child came here and who sent it, they would not ask Madam to the bottom of it.

The lady is not obliged to explain anything to them, and they are not obliged to know everything.

In this mansion, they only need to keep a proper amount of silence and do their own work well.

Regarding the name of "the young master of distant relatives", Babai Kuni casually made up a "Junguo" in order to let the servants distinguish between calling him and Lei.

Guiwu Tsuji Wuyou didn't care about such trivial things as addressing, and he didn't care what the servants in the mansion thought. All he cared about was the attitude of the eight hundred bhikkhuni towards him who looked like a child.

To be honest, the treatment received in front of her as [Jun Guo] is far better than that of [Ghost Dance Tsuji Wu Mi].

What's more, the things that Oni Wu Tsuji can't do or don't bother to do, will lose those restrictions on [Jun Guo].

His tired life has not changed much because of the arrival of [Junguo]. He still sleeps or reads in his room during the day, and occasionally goes out for a walk at night. When he is lucky, he may meet his mother and accompany her. Zuzuzu——When I meet my mother now, I can often see the shrunken Onimai Tsuji-sama beside her.

Tired didn't understand why Lord Onimai Tsuji did such a thing, and he didn't know why he became like this, but what he could know was that he didn't need to understand all this.

So Tired is as if he doesn't know the true identity of [Junguo] at all, and still maintains his calm within a fixed range.

However, almost earth-shaking changes have taken place in the life of the eight hundred bhikkhunis.

No matter it's day or night, Ghost Mai Tsuji can think of all kinds of reasons to make trouble for her.

Facts have proved that perhaps because the body has become smaller, even the thoughts will be childish at the same time - even eight hundred bhikkuni began to wonder if he has also discarded his shame.

During the daytime, Oni Wu Tsuji couldn’t go out, and couldn’t be exposed to the sun, but the eight hundred bhikkhuni habitually sat on the porch to enjoy the flowers...even the cherry blossoms in the courtyard were starting to wither.

So when she got up and was about to enter the sun, Oni Wu Tsuji would reach out and grab the corner of her clothes, telling her that he was not familiar with the environment of the mansion, and hoped that she could take him around.

Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni lowered his head slightly, lost in thought on his deliberately pretentious behavior in front of his servants.

"Then let Hezi take you around," she said.

Before he could react, Eight Hundred Bhikkuni pulled the corner of her clothes out of his hand... She wanted to do this.

However, due to the difference in strength, the corner of her clothes remained motionless in Oni Wu Tsuji's hands.

Guiwu Tsuji Wumi took the initiative to become like this, rather than being weakened or other reasons, which means that his strength is not as weak and pitiful as his current appearance.

Oni Wu Tsuji is still the same Oni Wu Tsuji who cannot be refuted and resisted by others.

The Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni, who was held back by this silent threat, saw him calmly revealing the vertical pupils in his eyes, but the sharpness of them was reduced because of the immaturity of his face, and it was a bit like a tiger baring his teeth. mean.

But everyone knows that even when he was still immature, Guiwu Tsuji was just a snake and scorpion dormant quietly.

He has an innate toxicity that flows in his blood and comes out from his bones.

But to be honest, compared to his usually radiant eyes, Eight Hundred Pikkuni prefers his present deliberate disguise in front of his servants.

The red plum-colored eyes are round, and the iris is a common state in childhood that occupies more than half of the eyeball. Without those sharp edges and corners, the shape of the eyes is no longer charming because of the upturn, but it makes his eyes look more beautiful. A little bit extra soft.

When he held her by the corner of her clothes and raised his face to look at her, Bhikkhuni was dazed for a while because of the look in his eyes.If Oni Wu Tsuji was as harmless as he is now...

After all, just think about it.

Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni suppressed those wild thoughts, and sighed inwardly as if laughing at herself.

Sure enough, it has been too quiet recently, so even this kind of thought will appear.

She took Kimai Tsuji's hand around the mansion, and that small palm lay quietly in her palm, giving the illusion of being cute and fragile.

Although during the period, the tour of many rooms was forced to be omitted due to the lack of exposure/exposition to the sun, but the final result was barely a happy one.

After all, the original intention of Oni Wu Tsuji was not really to visit the mansion.He just wanted to see how far the eight hundred bhikkhuni's tolerance limit was.

But as far as the current performance is concerned... Maybe it is higher than he imagined.

Babaichuni seldom gets along with Gui Wu Tsuji Mumi like this, and rarely holds his hand like this-without any purpose, and without any sense of coercion.

Just simply holding his hand and walking side by side with him.

Perhaps this is the most peaceful and gentle moment they have gotten along with each other in thousands of years.

At night, Gui Wu Tsuji would still get into her bed, but Babai Khuni had given up chasing him, and let him get in every time, but ignored his words, no matter what Gui Wu Tsuji said to her, eight hundred Most of the bhikkhunis are just silent or perfunctory.

Occasionally, he would say a few more words, but when Guiwu Tsuji felt that he could start a chat, he would always find that the eight hundred bhikkhuni had closed his eyes again, looking very sleepy or even asleep.

Guiwu Tsuji knew that she did it on purpose, but there was nothing he could do. It was enough to force her to wake her up once or twice, and the silent eyes that met each other did not make people feel funny all the time.

The main reason is that he can't do anything with his current appearance, just laying down and sleeping together, but whether it is for Yabaichuni or Guimai Tsuji, it is enough to give rise to many strange moods.

But just when the [-]-year-old bhikkhuni was about to get used to this kind of life, something suddenly appeared that broke this weird [comfort].

The girl with the same pale skin as Lei, even among the [ghosts], broke into the courtyard one night while covering her right eye.

It should have been a normal, peaceful night.

After finally getting rid of Guiwu Tsuji, the eight hundred bhikkhuni sat on the verandah to breathe, and suddenly smelled an overly strong smell of blood, which even instantly turned the surrounding atmosphere into a strange blood color, and she frowned. , calmly asked the servant standing beside him to step back.

When she was left alone in the veranda, Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni said, "Come out."

The girl covered in blood and with an injured eye just covered her right eye and walked out of the darkness slowly.

Her hair might be combed beautifully, and her face could be regarded as cute, but now it is covered with blood, and her whole body is messy, like weeds that have been kneaded into a ball.

Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni didn't need to think too much to understand the identity of the other party, and she didn't need to ask anything to see what happened to her at this time.

"Master Eight Hundred Bikuni..." The girl with symmetrical red dots on her face was full of respect and fear, she lowered her head and said softly, "I'm really sorry to disturb you late at night."

Her voice was trembling too.

Almost all ghosts know about the existence of Bhikkhuni Yabai, and more than half of them know that Lei is favored by Bhikkhuni Oni Wuji and Bhikkhuni Yabai, and was even brought up by them twice.

As the ghost of a young girl who stayed by his side for decades when Danglei lived in Natian Spider Mountain during the interval between these two times.A few years after Lei left Natian Spider Mountain, she learned of his current residence by chance.

[Ghosts are not allowed to gather] This rule has existed from the beginning to the end. Over the years, only tired has received a special preference, so he has many [family members].

After he was picked up by Ghost Mai Tsuji, it stands to reason that these ghosts who gathered together because of his obsession with his family should also retreat accordingly.But I don't know if it was to prevent Tired from having to find [family] again when he was sent back to his original residence, or if Lord Onimai Tsuji didn't take care of such trivial matters at all, so they all maintained their original appearance.

After testing Lord Onimai Tsuji's mind but not being warned, they still lived as [family].

It was as if the youngest son of the family went out temporarily, while the other family members still maintained their original lives and waited for him to come back.

There are advantages and disadvantages to maintaining this state.On the one hand, the advantages of large numbers are particularly obvious at any time.But on the other hand, almost all of their strength comes from tiredness. In the past, they were able to occupy a side in Natian Spider Mountain because they relied on the strength of tiredness who was the bottom team.

A few years ago, Lei was taken away by Lord Onimai Tsuji, and their strength also dropped significantly. However, the number of humans who died on Natian Spider Mountain over the years was enough to attract the attention of the Ghost Killing Team.

"All the other family members have been killed by the humans of the Ghost Killing Squad, so..." The girl-like ghost trembled with lingering fear when talking about what happened at Natian Spider Mountain: "I'm the only one left."

Scarlet blood trickled down from her covered right eye, and dripped on the ground of the yard, staining the soil and her sweat red.

She found that, from the beginning to the end, Mr. Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni did not comment at all.

While she was talking, Babai Khuni was still sitting calmly on the verandah. When she mentioned that there were a few swordsmen in the team of the ghost killing team who were only low-level members but were too powerful, Babai Bhikuni finally looked at her up.

Seeing that she finally paid attention to him, the young girl's eyes flickered with hope.

"There is a little devil with yellow hair, eyes closed all the time, and even snoring. He looks down on us completely! There is also a little devil with red hair and flower earrings hanging under his ears. At the beginning He obviously used water breathing, but when his father was about to win, he suddenly turned into some [God of Fire Kagura]..."

"That's right! There's also a brat in there who also uses water breathing. The speed is ridiculously fast, but he has been wearing a fox mask all the time. My eyes are caused by that brat..."

The girl-like ghost became more and more excited as she spoke, until she showed her hatred unabashedly. She clenched her fists tightly, but suddenly her eyes widened, and the expression on her face froze instantly.

Eight hundred bhikkhuni heard footsteps coming from behind him.

A pair of hands rested softly on her shoulders, and a childish voice sounded above her head: "I was defeated by the members of the Ghost Killing Squad, and you dare to run to my residence with such an ugly posture?" Come?"

The ghost who was standing in front of the eight hundred bhikkhunis suddenly knelt down on the ground the moment he saw Ghost Wu Tsuji.

Her pale hair completely covered her face, only her trembling body and dripping sweat hinted at her mood at this time.

In fact, she came here just to fight.

Lord Onimai Tsuji did not disperse them before, which is enough to prove that Li's status is very special in the eyes of Lord Oniwu Tsuji, but because of this alone, she has not taken the initiative to find the courage. Mostly because of...

She heard the news.

【Onimai Tsuji-sama is looking for the swordsman of the Demon Slayer Squad with flower earrings hanging under his ears. 】

In fact, she only heard a little bit of rumors from other ghosts, but pretending to be an order of this kind of thing, even the ghost of the winding ghost does not have the courage.

So she had a bold idea in her heart, thinking... Maybe she could take this opportunity to do something.

Rather than just being a low-level ghost for the rest of her life and living in fear all the time, she might as well gamble one time. Anyway, in her current state, even if she escapes, it will take a long time to recover.

But she had had enough of these days of hiding.

Long before becoming the tired [sister], she relied on her seemingly weak appearance and extra cautious scheming to escape the pursuit of many swordsmen from the Ghost Slayer Squad. After becoming the tired [sister], she was even more cautious Playing her own role carefully, even if the other [family members] have changed several times, she is always a tired [sister].

And this is also inseparable from her exceptionally keen intuition and decisive decision-making.She can always seize every possible opportunity so that she can get the greatest benefit.

"Master Onimai Tsuji..." She tried to explain: "This is because..."

"Shut up." Guiwu Tsuji Wuyou said coldly: "Did I tell you that you can speak?"

The development that was completely different from what she had expected finally made her start to panic. Those tricks that had been shown too smoothly in front of Yabaichuni were all useless in front of Kiwu Tsuji.

Because Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi would never listen to her long-winded complaints quietly and patiently like the eight hundred bhikkhuni.

Oni Wu Tsuji only listens to what he wants to hear, and only watches what he wants to see.

But when she panicked and trembled even more, Guiwu Tsuji Wuyou suddenly raised her eyebrows and asked her on a whim: "What's your name?"

This voice made her see a sudden hope, if it could catch the eyes of Onimai Tsuji-sama, it would be far more useful than talking in front of Yabaichuni-sama.After all, the only one who can give them blood is Onimai Tsuji-sama.

She raised her face with joy: "Sejiako, my name..."

"It's enough to answer my question, I don't want to listen to unnecessary words." Guiwu Tsujimu interrupted her dismally.

Se Jiazi immediately shut her mouth tightly, not daring to say a word.

Gui Wu Tsuji nodded in satisfaction: "You said that you met a little ghost wearing flower earrings in Natian Spider Mountain, didn't you?"

"Yes!"

Hearing that Guiwu Tsuji Wuyou squinted his eyes, it was clearly the posture of a child, but the coercion exuded from his body did not decrease at all.

Unlike the eight hundred bhikkhunis, other ghosts are converted by Oni Wu Tsuji, so they also have instinctive fear and respect for Oni Wu Tsuji.