The strongest ghost is too afraid of death

She Zhu looked again at this 'step-son' who was half responsible for him.

He is often mentioned by his peers about his talent in a 'certain field', and he has high hopes for it, but he has no way of doing it in real practice.He was not there when the teenager "sneaked up" Hu Dieren. From his companion's description afterwards, he always thought that it was just Hu Die's carelessness, or that Hu Die didn't guard against the boy at all.This kind of thing often happens.

It was only after he experienced it himself that he understood what Hu Dieren meant by "killing without killing intent".

It's like being stung by a bee and waving his hand, or being pawed by a wild cat and looking back. The boy's behavior is so natural that even he himself has not yet recovered, and he acts entirely by muscle memory and subconsciousness.There is no killing intent, no sense of presence, let alone defense, ordinary people may wait until the knife gets stuck in the neck and blood gushes out before they can understand what happened.

Only then did Shezhu know the reason why Qingxiang Youkang couldn't learn the ten types no matter what.

"The subtext of the Breath of Flame is to be upright, upright, sincere, swinging the knife openly and powerfully, burning like a raging flame, releasing light enough to occupy the sight of both the enemy and us.

Snake's Breath and Flame's Breath couldn't beat each other, but Snake Zhu could see it clearly, so he frowned.

"You are not suitable for the breath of flame."

The breath of sound, which is proud of its speed, the breath of wind, which comes quietly and then vigorously, and the breath of snake, which is like a shadow and kills with one blow, all of them are more suitable for Qingxiang Youkang than the breath of flame.

For ordinary swordsmen, it doesn't matter even if they learn the wrong breathing method, because there is a 'line' that leads to the same goal in all kinds of breathing methods. own breathing.

The breath of sound derived from the breath of thunder, the breath of love derived from the breath of flame, and so on.

But this kid...

Ten types can't learn any one type, such a complete resistance, if you use modern games as an analogy, it means that you have all the talent points for agility and perception, and you don't add strength and momentum at all.

Just looking at perception and sensitivity, he is naturally an unmatched genius.

That's why you didn't reject my teaching, Purgatory.

Snake Zhu understood.

Qing Xiang slowly put away his attacking stance, and frowned at his disobedient right hand.

He didn't expect the blow just now, but he was immersed in the world of catching rabbits, and a person suddenly appeared behind him, not to mention that he is now playing two roles, and he would probably make a knife usually, but not so ruthlessly. .

"stop looking."

Now that the problem is identified, it is natural to prescribe the right medicine.

"Go, go to the nearby mountain."

"On the mountain?"

Qing Xiang retreated vigilantly, like a cat with fur.

In the middle of the night, all the hunters in the village went home, and the current mountain forest is a good place to kill people and throw their bodies.What, what, do you want me to die silently?

"What are you thinking, look out."

She Zhu was all too familiar with this look. When Qing Xiang stepped back from them, it was this vigilant look he showed.

"Concealment and agility training. What can I do to you near the Ghost Killing Squad?"

There is so much more that can be done.

Qing Xiang complained in his heart.

At this time, Senjurou, who was unwilling to leave Qingxiang's sight, stopped him.

"Qing Xiangsang's injury hasn't healed yet, and he still needs to recuperate. He's getting more serious, so here's where he needs to train."

"..."

Snake Zhu frowned slightly.

Qing Xiang was in good spirits and looked good. The bandage around his left eye was covered by his forehead hair, and there was almost no sign of fatigue. He thought that the former was in good condition, and subconsciously ignored that he had just returned from life and death.And he was half responsible for the injury.

There are more snake pillars, no more, no less, only half, but he is not a person who shirks responsibility, this half of the injury is his current obligation.

"Poison, isn't it?"

Snake Zhu had asked about the situation from Chongzhu, and now he was thinking about it.He is 'Snake Zhu', although he doesn't know as well as Chong Zhu, he also knows a lot about poison.

"Have you been in the sun yet?"

This injury is caused by the sun, is it surprising.

Qing Xiang was vague and hummed a few times casually.

"Do a physical examination first."

Snake Zhu recovered from his contemplation and looked around for the equipment he needed.

"First determine the effect of the poison and the degree of control over the body. Judging from your actions just now, your agility and perception have not been affected much, or were better before, although it is unlikely."

To have such perceptual ability after only a short period of systematic training is already an extraordinary talent.

Even with the expectation in mind, the simple inspection that took several hours still surprised Snake Zhu.

The power of the slash was too low, as if the blow just now was an illusion—or it was just a gimmick thrown out at high speed—this strength is not as good as the full blow that Senshouro tried next to him.Momentum is low, and all items involving the arm muscles are pitifully low.

Because it was mainly the arm?

Shezhu had seen the medical form that Chongzhu handed over, and to be honest, the two of them had a serious discussion on the medical record for a while.From the texture of the muscles, it can be seen that the recovery speed of the base is not as fast as that of humans. It should have healed abnormally long ago, but it was torn many times for unknown reasons. The result of the multi-party game is that the recovery of the injury is slow.

After a lot of discussion, the two finally reached a consensus and put forward a bold speculation: there is an undetectable 'poison' in Qing Xiang's body, which flows along the blood, can stimulate cell regeneration, and destroy it at the same time.

Just speculation, though, and reasonable.Combined with the testimony of Zaomen's "horrific killing intent, there seems to be a fourth person", maybe what happened that night was more complicated than they expected.

But this has nothing to do with Qing Xiang.

Aoxiang Yuyasu, whose comprehensive strength assessment is not even as good as Kamado Tanjiro, obviously will not be the center of the incident.

"Do you like Breath of Fire?"

Snake Zhu asked Qing Xiang.

"what?"

Qing Xiang wiped the sweat off his forehead.

"Like it."

"Give up, the possibility of practicing is very small."

Although the words are straightforward, they are not malicious, they just put the facts on the case.

Ben didn't have much talent in strength, and he still had a chance to fight at the beginning, but now that he has been poisoned, the arm muscles are the key attack area, and there is no possibility at all.

Senshouro was taken aback for a moment, then carefully looked at Aoxiang.

He has also been bluntly said that it is impossible to become a swordsman, of course he knows what kind of mood it is.Compare your heart to your heart, especially for a strong person like Qing Xiangsang.

"You speak so straight."

On the contrary, Qing Xiang didn't have any idea. It was the "poison" that he "exposed" in the first place. Although there was a "poison" debuff hanging on it all the time, he was already impatient.

"Too many people have advised me to retire from the Ghost Killing Squad in the past few days, and you're not one of them."

Instead, Snake Zhu frowned.

"When did I tell you to retire from the Ghost Killing Team? I just said you couldn't practice the breath of flame."

"...?"

Qing Xiang showed a puzzled expression.

"Although the strength is only at the level of ordinary people, it requires the jumping of the leg muscles, and the concealment of the coordination of the lungs and heart is not lost."

Snake Zhu nodded his arm back, "It's not impossible to return to the battlefield, just wait, I will come to you again at this time tomorrow, and tell you what to do then."

But 'poison' is still a problem.

Finally, She Zhu asked for some Qing Xiang's blood, put it in a small transparent container, turned and left.Seeing him frowning in thought, he should be thinking about how to solve it wholeheartedly.

The non-existent 'poison' became more and more known to the ghost killing team, and Qing Xiang became more and more flustered. He silently watched the disappearing figure of Snake Zhu in a few jumps, thinking in his heart how to make the 'poison' disappear in a reasonable and natural way.

Even if it can't disappear in a reasonable way, you have to find a reason to 'refine' it, otherwise this account will still be lost.

But what is the 'method' that Snake Zhu said...?

The train rumbles forward.

The huge iron monster moved forward in the dark night, with great momentum, illuminating a small piece of track along the way.

It was late at night, and most of the passengers in the car slept in their seats.

Purgatory gently pushed away the head of Zaomen who was sleeping on his shoulder, and got up quietly. He took off the new haori and covered it with Zaomen who was sleeping peacefully.He was the only one standing in the empty car, which was very conspicuous.

There is no sound of human conversation, only the sound of train wheels and sirens.There is a weird 'quiet'.

Purgatory stood there for a long while, sniffing the scent under his nose carefully, then with a firm gaze, he stepped in the direction he had identified. The Sun Wheel Knife was on his lower back, within easy reach.

Moving together with his figure was the 'ghost' above his head who was walking together.

The timing is just right, and there is no one inhabited for hundreds of miles nearby. It is a good time to let the whole car of humans be immersed in sleep forever.

The smell of chaos permeated the carriage together with human sweat, enveloping everyone in front of and behind the train, sleeping or not, watching the scenery outside the window, or falling asleep under the shaking lights.

Purgatory passed them one by one, getting closer and closer to the section at the rear of the car.He walked into the last car, and the well-dressed 'person' was at the rear of the car, with his back to him, only a small half of the top of his head was exposed, and the dark car windows reflected his closed eyes.

There may be ogres in the car.

Purgatory is not [-]% sure, but this chaotic smell has been lingering in the nose, faintly.He can't be sure that it must be a 'ghost', but as long as possible, he must come to confirm.

There was still a sleeping person in the car, and Purgatory called him softly while holding the figure's shoulders.

"gentlemen."

At that moment, the figure with the word 'one' in its eyes opened its arms and let out an intoxicated smile.

'The dream unfolds'.