The strongest ghost is too afraid of death

"Mr. Yu Sui—help——!!!"

In the unobtrusive grocery store warehouse, my wife hugged Yinzhu's leg, crying with snot and tears.

"Qing Xiang, Qing Xiang was taken away by a ghost because he saved me!!!"

He now regrets the prejudice he had with Qingxiang before, and he no longer wears the tinted glasses of "this man is fierce". , Silent protection.

He no longer secretly speaks ill of Qing Xiang. Girls like Qing Xiang because they are completely impressed by his personality.

"Mr. Yu Sui..."

The pictures of those who were captured by ghosts and left with only a skeleton kept appearing in front of his eyes, making his eyes flushed, sobbing in a muffled voice, because of lack of oxygen, his body holding the sound column kept sliding down, and his shoulders shrugged A shrug.

Yinzhu's pants are full of the boy's snot and tears, but he has no time to pursue it now.

Qing Xiang was taken away, or just the next day, one of the four fell into crisis.

This was the worst possible situation, and made his face darken.

"do not Cry."

He grabbed my wife by the collar and pulled her up.

"Tell me about the situation, who the other party is, what he is pretending to be, and what is Qing Xiang's current situation."

My wife was lifted into the air, with her arms and legs tucked in, and she sucked her nose.The words are still weeping, but at least try to keep the words clear.

"It's the Oiran Warahime of Kyogokuya, the prettiest one, but she's a bad girl! I took Aoxiang to her room, and to this day, I, too," my wife couldn't help it when she said this, " Me too, I don't know what's going on with him now, ahhhhh—"

Yinzhu's heart sank.

My wife has been in a coma for the whole night, and it is already the second day after the incident. A normal person has eaten three meals, let alone a ghost.

The only luck is that Qing Xiang is not a thin-blooded person. The ghost may keep it for the purpose of extracting information about "big fish" from him, but the treatment will never be good, even because of his status as a "ghost killer team swordsman" , tortured, abused.

Qing Xiang, just say what you have to say, don't stand up, it doesn't matter if you say it all.

The sound column smashed open the warehouse door with his arm, made a heavy 'dong', and strode out.My wife got up from the ground and ran after him while wiping away her tears. Half of the bandage covering the sun blade had come loose.

"Mr. Usui! I'll call Tanjiro and Inosuke, let's save Aoxiang together!"

"Do not."

The man who strode forward did not look back.

"Your task has been perfectly completed, thank you for your participation."

"This is not finished!"

My wife shouted at the sound column with teary eyes.

"There were four of us when we came, and we must go with four of us when we leave! I won't leave unless Qing Xiang can be rescued!"

Yin Zhu tilted his head slightly, and looked at my wife with red eyes but firm eyes from the corner of her eye.

"it is good."

Needless to say, since the other party has made up his mind.

He casually took out a short-handled object similar to a 'gun' from his arms and threw it to my wife.

"This is a flare gun. Go to Tanjiro and the others. Once you find Aoxiang, signal to join me. If I spot Aoxiang, I will fly a crow to notify you."

The two had come to a relatively open block, and the surrounding crowd was bustling with each other, talking about something, and they all turned their eyes to the west side of the block, waiting eagerly.

The flare gun that crossed a parabola jumped in the hands of my wife who was in a hurry. The latter grabbed the flare gun and was about to agree to it firmly, but heard a shout of joy from the side:

"Fern Princess Oiran is here!"

The red four-corner cushion is hung with golden tassels. In the center of the soft cushion, a golden wheat knot necklace is spread out, and the sapphire hanging from the end flickers, swaying sharp and sharp light.

Qingxiang is wearing a red kimono with a bouquet pattern, and a goldfish hairpin is pinned to his left temple. Compared with another 'bald' thick girl hairstyle, his shoulder hair is refreshing and lively, and his head is much more relaxed. Naturally, it is also against the rules.

Fern Ji insisted on making her 'bald', this is the parade of Fern Ji Oiran, no one dared to object to her order.When the boss hesitantly suggested that the girl wear a haircut, Fern Ji, who was getting dressed, picked up a hairpin from the table, stuck it in the blue side of her hair, and perfunctorily said "this time it's okay", and the greenness of the card was turned to the hairpin behind the temple. Scalp throbbing pain.

It is true that Yiyantang ordered Qing Xiang to be the 'bald', and it is true that he does not care much about Qing Xiang.

When eating on the first night, the table was full of feasts, and Fern Ji was still smiling and sitting opposite Qing Xiang, watching him eat, Qing Xiang's skin got goosebumps.

But in just one night, and the next morning, she seemed to have lost interest in Qing Xiang, and asked You Nu to help her paint her nails. When someone came to ask, she glanced at Qing Xiang in the corner of the room and covered her mouth. Yawn, "Give her something to eat." —— Fern Ji Oiran eats very little, except for dinner, she basically doesn't eat regular meals.

Qing Xiang also eats very little, the doll body does not need to eat, and it is psychologically disgusted to eat outside food, and the few bites are the greatest respect for food. , I can't count the meaning in this smile.

At this time, he walked very slowly, in order to cooperate with the even slower Fern Ji Oiran behind him.

Dressed in gold and silver, with a dazzling array of accessories on their heads, a group of beautiful women are the core of the long line, and even the center of attention of the entire Kabukicho.With a careless and undisciplined look, she stepped extremely steadily on the wooden clogs tens of centimeters high. Zhucui swayed with her step by step, her skin was like creamy fat, and she looked forward to look beautiful.

The well-dressed oiran attracted the attention of almost all the men.

Except for the two stunned faces squeezed among the pedestrians.

Qing Xiang: ...

Thinking of his current body, it was obviously the same as yesterday, but he felt a sense of death.

He knew that he should politely touch his teammates, but after the expressions of those two people were misunderstood by the people around them, they regarded them as countrymen who had never seen the world. Passing away the pedestrians and returning to the front again, the team has already marched to the front of the street, only a shadow with shoulder combed hair can be seen.

"Mr. Yu Sui."

"Ok?"

"Flare gun, still firing?"

"..."

The fastest discovery of robbed persons in the history of Ghost Slayer was born.

What my wife and I said at the last column of the line, Qing Xiang only heard the general idea.The crowd around was in a mess, and he couldn't turn his head to listen, after all, Ji Ji herself was just a few steps behind.

The whole team was walking slowly, clearing the way from the crowd to Yang's house at the end of the street.

As the destination, Yang House is a small three-story wooden high-rise building. Blue and white flags are hung all over the building, and rows of guards who are not in police uniforms but can be seen from their standing postures are waiting by the door.Fern Ji went upstairs surrounded by stars and moon, while Qing Xiang stood behind her indifferently, taking the opportunity to look at the environment from the corner of her eye.

The guest had already been waiting in the house. It was a man with a thin frame mirror sitting cross-legged with his fists on his knees. He was an official of a certain current government.

He was obviously talking to Ji Ji, but the man's eyes frequently looked behind her.

"Taro Crane."

Ji Ji called Qing Xiang suddenly.

Qing Xiang raised his head, and smiled gently and affectionately when facing the woman's head, "Isn't it too boring here?"

She grabbed a handful of candy from the hollow of the box and stuffed it into Qingxiang's hand, "Let's go play in the backyard with Sachiko, don't go far."

Until Qing Xiang exited the room, the man's probing eyes were still on him.

The architectural style of Yang House is close to modern, and the wooden single door is closed in front of Qingqian, which also cuts off the sight on both sides.

If after Hu Die's experience, Qing Xiang has lost confidence in his ability to cover up, then this official immediately made him feel a little bit of comfort.

That's how normal people are, and I'm not that bad.

But this line of sight, the direction of the gaze is not my hair, which means that there are other abnormalities that have attracted attention.

Keep peeping at my expression... face?

Insufficient information, nothing can be seen just from the expression, but it is unexpected, it is best to get out of this crisis circle as soon as possible.

Qing Xiang pondered for a while whether he should slip away now, anyway, everyone ran up to Liu Shou to lurk, and according to Yu Sui's temperament, he must not hesitate to share his credit.

As a result, when he turned to go downstairs, he caught a sharp glimpse of the half-covered shadow under the door frame of the back kitchen.Probably because the 'taro crane' was not taken seriously, and it was not hidden without a trace. The small piece looked like a stain on the ground from a distance.

One of the top six, Taro the prostitute.

The ghost with the weird weapon.

Qing Xiang gave a "tsk" in his heart.

The rest of the entire parade team was led to the courtyard behind the building, where the oiran was chatting with the benefactor, and they had a short rest here, and they had to make another return trip when the oiran went downstairs.

It was not time for meals, the small kitchen in the backyard was not on, and the small firewood room was empty, so Qing Xiang sat alone on a small stool and returned Xingzi in front of him.

Another 'bald' Sachiko of the parade team squatted in front of her knees and asked Qing Xiang: "Tarano Crane, what do you want to eat, I'll get it for you."

According to her usual experience, Fern Princess Oiran still needs to chat with guests for an hour or two.

"Anything is fine. Also, sugar, for you to eat."

Best eaten whole.

"Taro Crane...!"

Sachiko covered her mouth, very touched.

Even though the two had just met, Taro Crane was willing to share candy with her!

"Hmm."

Qing Xiang glanced at the shadow by the door, casually perfunctory.

Sachiko decided to like this cute and beautiful junior, although his voice was a bit ugly.

She happily went out to look for food in the small kitchen, not paying attention to the shadow at the foot of the door. Behind her, only Qing Xiang sitting on a small chair was left in the empty firewood room.

The lonely girl, the silent and dusty firewood house, it is now near autumn, and the moonlight at night sweeps the eaves in front of the house.Someone's shadow emerged, stretching all the way to the girl's feet, the outline of the top was a bit like seaweed.

When the girl raised her head, the goldfish hairpin next to her ear seemed to be beating too.

It was a hairpin purchased by the prostitute Taro for his younger sister. Maybe the younger sister didn't like it, but he hadn't seen it on Mei Roushun's long hair so far.

But it doesn't matter, he bought a lot of hair cards for his sister, but a few of them didn't like it.