Ghost Slayer: The King of Ghosts Walking with the World

With the end of the fireworks display, the fireworks festival is also over, but the town is still crowded with people, unwilling to leave.

Butterfly reluctantly said: "Master, shall we come to participate again next year?"

With a smile on his face, Yang Jie agreed, "Okay."

On the way back from the town, Butterfly Shinobi, who is proficient in medical skills, noticed a man.

Die Die Ren pointed at the man and said to Yang Jie and Die Die Kanae: "Master, sister, look at that man!"

Yosuke and Butterfly Kanae looked at the same time, the man Die Die Ren pointed at was thin and pale.

Yang Jie noticed a faint ghost aura emanating from the man, if he didn't perceive it carefully, it would be easy to ignore it, but this man was not a ghost.

"Xiao Ren, what's wrong with that person?" Butterfly Kanae asked suspiciously.

"Sister, that man looked like he had lost a lot of blood, but I could smell a very strong smell of blood. It can't be the smell that he can emit from his lack of energy and blood."

As a physician, Butterfly Ninja is proficient in seeing, hearing, asking, and asking. Just by looking at it, you can know what symptoms are there.

Yang Jie affirmed Die Die Ren's observation: "Xiao Ren's observation is not wrong, there should be a bag of human blood on his body."

"Human blood? What is it used for?" Butterfly Kanae asked suspiciously.

"It should be intended to be used to feed ghosts."

The Butterfly sisters exclaimed at the same time: "Ghost? A human feeds ghosts?"

Yang Jie nodded: "Well, because besides the smell of blood, he also has a very faint smell of ghosts, but it's useless to guess here, let's follow and have a look."

The man left the town sneakily, and Yang Jie followed with the Butterfly sisters.

The man walked into an abandoned house.

Yang Jie felt a disgusting smell: "I see, did you use wisteria flowers to cover up the ghost's breath?"

The man walked into the abandoned house, and saw a figure bound by thick chains in the depths of the abandoned house.

"Father, I brought blood here, you don't have to go hungry anymore."

The man took out a bag of blood from his arms and handed it to his father.

But the father, who had become a ghost, had already lost his mind and did not respond to the man. He snatched the blood from the man's hand and impatiently sucked it.

The man sat on the ground, looking sad at his father's inhuman appearance.

The man murmured very sadly: "Father, today is the firework festival. It should have been a joyous festival, but I did something unforgivable. I attacked a woman and cut her wrist to the point of bleeding, but I didn't kill her, but I'm still an unforgivable sinner."

After the man's father drank the blood, he roared angrily at the man without filling his stomach.

"Father, haven't you eaten yet? I can only ask you to be patient. I don't have much blood on my body to feed you. I'll go to the town tomorrow to try my luck."

The man forced his weak body to stand up, and suddenly found the three Yang Jie standing at the door.

The man picked up a shovel from the side and was wary of Yang Jie and the others: "Who are you?"

Butterfly Chanahui frowned and persuaded: "Your father has completely become an irrational evil spirit, you should stop attacking those innocent people, stop it, the best now The result was to end your father's life and set him free."

The man roared hysterically: "You nonsense! My father didn't become a ghost! He was just sick, and these wisteria flowers will heal him!"

Butterfly Shinobu explained to the man: "It's useless, wisteria flowers are highly poisonous to ghosts, and they can't cure him."

The man froze for a moment, and then pulled out all the wisteria flowers like crazy.

Butterfly Kanae persuaded again: "Let go, it's the best choice for you and your father."

"What do you people know?! My father is so strong. If it wasn't for my father, I would have died in the hands of the evil spirit that attacked my house. It was my father who rescued me from the mouth of the evil spirit. My father is He won't become a ghost, he will definitely recover! I won't let my father die, absolutely not!"

The man frantically waved the hoe in his hand, trying to drive the three of Yang Jie out.

Yang Jie stretched out his hand to hold the hoe, and the hoe made of thick iron gradually twisted under Yang Jie's strong grip.

Although the man let go of the hoe in horror, he suppressed the fear in his heart and stood in front of his father.

Yang Jie asked blankly, "Your father must have eaten people, right?"

Yang Jie pointed to the Japanese sword next to the evil ghost: "The sword next to your father is a special Japanese knife for killing ghosts. That is to say, your father has eaten people, and he is also a member of the ghost killing team."

Butterfly Kanae and Butterfly Ninja looked at the ghost trapped in chains in shock.

The members of the Ghost Killing Squad are all professionally trained, and the ghosts in front of them are bound by chains, how could they be able to kill the members of the Ghost Killing Squad.

The man said full of resentment: "That's right, I was the one who killed it. I had already knelt on the ground and begged him not to kill my father, but he still wanted to kill my father, so I took advantage of him swinging the knife, Beat him to death with a hoe!"

Butterfly Chana Hui's heart was very heavy: "Do you think your father wants you to do this?"

The man still yelled at Butterfly Chanae unreasonably: "My father will definitely understand me!"

"Since you are so sure, let your father tell you in person."

Yang Jie walked towards the man's father step by step. The man raised his fist and wanted to hit Yang Jie, but Yang Jie just glanced at him. Under the pressure of Yang Jie's momentum, the man's body seemed to be solidified by cement, unable to move.

Yang Jie came to the man's father, and he became a ghost, facing Yang Jie's ghost king breath, his whole body began to tremble.

Yangsuke stretched out his hand and tapped the forehead of the man's father, forcibly suppressing the blood of Onimai Tsuji, allowing him to temporarily regain his sanity.

The man's father who regained his senses looked sad and sad: "Shota, don't go on anymore, let me go, I don't want to be a ghost, and I don't want to be your burden."

Xiangta said with firm eyes: "No! Father, I don't care, as long as I let you live, I am willing to do anything!"

"But I don't want to, Xiangta, if I knew that you would do this kind of thing now, it would be better if we died together as father and son at that time.

Xiangta, I once taught you to be kind, to be kind to yourself and to the people around you. Only in this way can you win the kindness of others.

I was the one who dragged you down and let you abandon your kindness, I only hope that you can regain your kindness."

Xiangta's father looked at Yangsuke: "Please help me to get rid of it, I don't want to bear the sins anymore, and survive like a ghost."

Yang Jie nodded silently, and picked up the Sun Wheel Saber beside him.

As Yosuke swiped the Hikari Saber down, the man's father showed a relieved expression, and his body turned into flying ash.

Shouta stared at his father who had turned into ashes and disappeared, dazed.

"Your father is great. For you, he dared to face the evil spirits alone, but you failed your father's selfless dedication and imposed your will on your father, turning your father's bravery into regret. "

After all, Yang Jie left the abandoned house with Sister Butterfly.

Shota, who was kneeling on the ground, recalled how he got along with his father in the past and taught himself the principles of life, and unknowingly burst into tears.

Xiangta lay on the ground and cried loudly: "Father, I was wrong, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I'm the one who shamed you!"

Shota, heartbroken, looked at the Sun Wheel Saber on the ground: "Father, I have already killed people, and I am no longer worthy of living. I can only apologize with death. Please forgive me."

Shota picked up the Sun Wheel Knife and stabbed it into his abdomen. When he was dying, he saw his father.

Shota's father stretched out his right hand: "Shota, as a father, I will not blame my own children, I will accompany you to make amends, now, let's go together, my Shota."

Xiangta held his father's hand, with a relieved smile on his face, and passed away with him.