The strongest ghost is too afraid of death

The misty dark blue mountain appeared far away in the field of vision.

The fog became thicker and clearer until it penetrated into the nasal cavity.

The black hair of the young man who walked slowly was mixed with wind and sand, his leggings were not as tight as before, the soles of his shoes were worn flat, his black coat was not damaged at all, and there was a big 'kill' on his back.

There is no one around here, and few people come to the huge mountain path. The plantain blooms in the middle of the path, and is avoided by the shoes.

The battle on the mountain seemed to have been going on for a long time, and the strong smell of blood was mixed in the mist, making it more pink-gray in Qing Xiang's eyes.

The bright and clear moon hung high in the sky, the crow hooked on the branch before him, and stared at the coming boy with black bean eyes.

"I can't...I'm going to die...I'm going to die here, unconscious, no one knows I'm dead, grandpa doesn't know, girls don't know, I'm buried alone in the ground, Turned into a pile of bones, until the next batch of swordsmen who come to Spider Mountain... Hey, I haven't touched the girl's hand yet, I don't want to just die here..."

A boy with yellow hair and an inverted triangular feather weave lay prone on the ground, sobbing muffledly.

A small tit was chirping above his head, obviously it had a bird face without a palm, Qing Xiang saw "Nu Qi Bu Zheng" on it, and even scratched the yellow hair with his bird claws.

"It hurts! Oh...it hurts so much, don't pick me up, if you want to kill ghosts, go ahead, I can't..."

The boy was still lying on the ground sobbing, his raised face covered with snot and tears.

He raised his teary eyes dimly, and saw the black-haired boy passing by him. He didn't have a haori, but a jacket from the Demon Slayer Squad, with the big word 'kill' blowing in the wind on the back.

"Little sparrow, someone is going to die again..."

Crying, my wife grabbed the sparrow off her head and held it to her chest.

"I'm so sorry, I can't stop them, I can only watch them die, and I can't save them, I'm a waste..."

The boy talked too much, so Qing Xiang took another look.

Don't get me wrong, it's not that I look down on the cowardly attitude, he quite appreciates the boy's life creed of retreating quickly in the face of danger.

If he didn't want to climb to the top of the Ghost Killing Squad and smell the smell near the Spider Mountain, it was the kid with white hair and red spots on his face who never dared to approach him, he would have gone home and armed at least three quarters combat effectiveness.

"Hey!"

Qing Xiang was walking forward when suddenly the fog broke through behind him.

"What's your name! At least tell me your name! I'll carve it on the tombstone for you! You're welcome! You haven't held hands with a girl before, have you? When I marry a girl, I will take her to your tombstone and send flowers! "

My wife's voice was very tragic and heroic, as if he was the one who 'died alone'.

You need tombstones.

Qing Xiang's face was stinky, his footsteps were heavy, and he didn't turn his head.

For him, the topic of 'death' was a curse of the highest degree, a Mississippi minefield.

Just because of the slight increase in favor, he fell to the bottom in an instant.

Corpses entangled in shapeless threads serve as upside-down fruits in the forest.

The swordsmen who wielded the sun wheel sword died at the hands of their former companions and became the prey of the spiders that built their nests here.

Qing Xiang untied the burlap wrapped around the blade, and the beautiful arc was covered with water ripples due to the thick moisture, enveloping the pair of unwavering glass eyes.

In fact, the raw material of the eyes is 'flower glass', with the southern tit pattern on it, which is black anyway, so no one else can see it.

When the consciousness of the cup bone blade is mostly, the eyes are as shiny as normal human beings, and when the consciousness of the cup bone blade is far away, they are just a pair of empty glass balls.

The fog was too thick, and the colorless spider silk hanging from the branches drove the crows to the sky above the jungle. There were only corpses nearby, and no eyes could see the lifeless, pale-faced, mechanically moving puppet.

The fingertips of the puppet holding the knife tightly raised smoke and the smell of burning flesh, without a strong consciousness to cover it up, the nature of the sun wheel knife representing the fire of the sun contradicts the creation of 'ghosts'.

Please, hold on a little longer.

Cup Skull took a look through Qingxiang's glass eyes, feeling helpless.

If the consciousness is close, the child will smell it. As long as there is a chance to kill one of his appendages, move the body to a place where the fog is thin before dawn, so that the crows can see it.

The nearby branches are all covered with a pale coat, from root to branch, unnaturally white as if wrapped in a thick layer of spider silk,

Qing Xiang bypassed the broken branch on the ground, and couldn't bear the burning of his fingertips by the knife handle, so he tore a piece of cloth and wrapped it around his hand, saving his badly damaged palm at the cost of agility.

Although he originally intended to look for the accessory of the fifth of the last string, the sound of swords and swords pierced through his sensitive ears.

Judging from the current situation, the fifth of the lower strings is nearby, and his subordinates will definitely be scattered to other hills.

Should I say luck.

Qing Xiang sighed, stood on tiptoe, and jumped to the top of the white tree, the sticky feeling under his feet made him reveal a mask of pain.

Although he still can't learn Type [-], Qing Xiang's maneuverability and agility are beyond reproach. With the resistance of the pull, he came to the front of the battlefield with incomparable accuracy within a few jumps.

The boy in the water-patterned kimono was bleeding all over his forehead, still gritted his teeth and swung his knife at the white-haired ghost.

"Give me back Mi Douzi!!"

The boy's roar, and those shining eyes, spread far away in the dark jungle, breaking through the fog around him for a moment.

"Why 'return'?"

The child who was yelled at asked back calmly.

"She is my sister, not yours. From today onwards, I am her brother."

"Your false family affection is simply ridiculous!"

The blade trembling slightly due to anger was lifted to the eyes of the boy in the water pattern kimono, reflecting the eyes blurred by anger.

"Longing for the feelings of others, forcibly taking them away, but treating them like this... You are not qualified to feel the true and sincere feelings. Forever, cold-blooded and arrogant people will never get the sincerity!"

The boy's words completely angered the ghost.

The puppet whose consciousness is far away from the cup bone blade is just a simple puppet. He squats quietly on his finger, and under the cover of the leaves, it is just a camera for the cup bone blade in the infinite city to view the scene.

Everything is fine.

It's a commonplace cliché, ghosts who rob others of their happiness, and ghost hunters who are bound to get it back.

until a certain moment.

The flame that rose vigorously and turned green in an instant filled the entire field of vision.

The youth in Infinite City stood up abruptly.The scarf wrapped tightly around his neck fell from his knees.

'Breath of the Sun'

'Ji Guo Yuan Yi'

These two words are not only the ghost dance Tsuji, but also the nightmare of the cup bone blade midnight dream.

Can't close my eyes.

When he closed his eyes, the man with flame marks seemed to be standing in front of him.

Obviously never actually fought because of 'imagined fear'?Layers of uncontrollable fear piled up until it became unbearable.

Ji Guo...Yuan Yi

Jiguo...Yuanyi!

Just after using the 'God of Fire Kagura', the stove door staggering in the forest suddenly felt a palpitation.

Before he could catch his breath, that murderous intent, the most authentic killing intent, startled the birds in the forest and shot straight at the center of his eyebrows, like tarsal haze, climbing up his spine, making his teeth clench. Trembling from the master's will.

The boy was stiff, his joints seemed to be rusted, but he looked exactly where the 'doll' was.

The Cup Skeleton Blade of Infinite City quietly stared at the boy on the screen who was raising the knife to him.

He was obviously unable to move due to fear, his teeth were trembling, his eyes were stiff, and his throat was congealed, but that hand, the hand holding the handle of the knife, remained motionless, and the blade facing the puppet was flickering.

Not only the breath of the sun, this is a swordsman who can overcome fear and has a bright future.

The fifth of the last string.

tired

what did you do

On the branches covered by the bushes, the cloth wrapped around the palm fell loosely to the ground and fell on the soil under the huge bush.

Its owner has no time to take care of it, the pair of inorganic, emotionless glass eyes are only the two on the ground, who are both in fear.

Even good dynamic vision could not capture the figure. The heel of the doll and the potential energy of the fall hit the back of the boy's head together, causing him to faint on the ground in an instant.

"tired."

There was clearly no killing intent, but the puppet standing slowly looked at it with pure doubts on its face.

"what have you done?"

This smell, the smell that I smell every time I huddle in the corner of Infinite City, makes me shiver and tremble.

"I……"

His tired voice was clogged, and amidst such pure doubts, his voice encountered great resistance, barely becoming a syllable.

"I just killed these ghost hunters as the lord said, I, I didn't mean to offend you, I didn't know you came here, I'm leaving now"

"……Eh?"

Standing there, the bewildered young man seemed to be the one who felt at a loss.

"...that lord, I told you to force the successor of the Rihu, remind him of the long-lost Rihu, and let the Rihu reappear in the world.

"Reminds me of the nightmare I dreamed back at midnight, terrified all day long, and makes me live in extreme fear every day from today...?"

Tired could no longer maintain the expression on his face, he trembled all over.

Because it's still a child?Tears fell from eyes filled with fear.Like a bewildered toddler.

"I, I don't know him"

The pair of glass eyes that appeared suddenly, only a few centimeters away from him, interrupted his voice.

"lei"

"The team members sent to Spider Mountain suffered heavy losses, and the E-level team member Song who escaped said that at least two or more pillars could be sent..."

A sudden roar interrupted Yin's voice.

"What are these brats thinking every day?!"

Yin who came to report instantly silenced.

Ubuyashiki frowned slightly, and nodded to Amane beside him.

"What happened?"

Outside the opened gate, Feng Zhu jumped like thunder, Yin Zhu was silent, Snake Zhu had his back to the courtyard, his expression couldn't be seen clearly, and Lian Zhu's face showed undisguised anxiety.

Seeing the opened courtyard door, everyone saluted the maternity house.

"Report, my lord."

Feng Zhu held his breath and couldn't hide his gnashing of teeth.

"That kid Qing Xiangyoukang ran to Natian Spider Mountain by himself, and a traitor from the Ghost Killing Squad who harbored 'ghosts' appeared on the mountain."

"Do not worry."

Tianyin knelt beside her husband, seeing the tense situation, she spoke to comfort her.

"Most of the people who went to Spider Mountain were first-level soldiers, but there were also some Gui-level soldiers, just like Youkang. As for the hiding ghosts, there may be a reason."

"But...youkang didn't even master the first type."

The more Lian Zhu talked, the more inappropriate and worried she felt.

"The former Gui-level team members went with many A-level players. Originally, they were only required to assist them. Now there are no more than one team member on Spider Mountain. Youkang will just die if he goes again..."

"He is no different from the Gui-level team members sent there before. The other team members died on the mountain after being overwhelmed, and so did he, without exception."

Snake Zhu was indifferent.Among the few people present, except Dangzhu and Tianyin, he was the calmest one.

Regardless of Lianzhu's hesitant expression, he went on to add to Ubuyashiki.

"My lord, a gui-level swordsman who hides ghosts appeared on Spider Mountain, named Kamado Tanjiro."

The swordsmen of the Ghost Killing Team hid the ghosts.

Unprecedented in a hundred years, unprecedented.

Just when Ubuyashiki was about to speak to preside over the authority, the whistling sound of wings echoed over the courtyard.

"Gui-level swordsman, Zaomen Tanjiro, Gui-level swordsman, Aoxiang Yukang, the fifth of the upper and lower strings."

"Gui-level swordsman, Zaomen Tanjiro, Gui-level swordsman, Aoxiang Yukang, the fifth of the upper and lower strings."

"Gui-level swordsman, Zaomen Tanjiro, Gui-level swordsman, Aoxiang Yukang, the fifth of the upper and lower strings."

No one heard the indiscernible hesitation and pause when the crow shouted 'Qing Xiang You Kang'.