Killing Spirits in Tokyo with Zanpakutō

Chapter 8 Touching Porcelain?

On the bamboo forest path with rustling bamboo leaves, Dong Yunkong and the red-clothed female ghost wrapped around the bamboo in front of him met their eyes and looked at each other.

I don't know why, although Dong Yunkong has indeed seen a ghost, but now when he sees a ghost again, he should still feel afraid.

However, the fact is that Dong Yunkong didn't even feel frightened, and not only was he not afraid, but Dong Yunkong even faintly felt excited about facing the unknown.

"Could it be that I'm actually a pervert?"

Dong Yunkong was taken aback by the emotions that suddenly surged from the depths of his heart.

Although I always saw things like "ghosts" and "evil ghosts" in various movies in my previous life, they were only illusory after all. What kind of mentality I really have when facing ghosts, even Dong Yunkong himself wondered. Not sure.

"Well~~ Forget it, man? There's nothing wrong with being perverted, not to mention it's not the right person." Dong Yunkong thought for a while, and soon felt relieved.

The red-clothed ghost entangled in the bamboo in front of her shrank her neck. Although she had no intelligence, but for some reason, at that moment, she suddenly felt a chill invade her chest.

Su~

A light wind blows.

The red-clothed ghost moved suddenly, the half of the body wrapped around the bamboo seemed to have no bones, and the lower part dragged a long bright red skirt, rushing towards Dong Yunkong whistling.

The soul smell emanating from the boy in front of her is very attractive to her, which is why she took the risk of rushing into the school from the outside.

Dong Yunkong stood there seemingly expressionless, but in fact his whole body was already tense.

He didn't know if he was the opponent of the red-clothed ghost, but today's fight belonged to the kind of "fight if you can't run". It seems that Dong Yunkong can turn around and run now, but in fact, the red-clothed ghost With the speed of floating, Dong Yunkong has no choice at all.

The weak spiritual pressure in his body was quietly covered by Dong Yunkong's fists, until the moment the red-clothed ghost rushed in front of him, Dong Yunkong suddenly moved, his five fingers clenched, and punched the red-clothed ghost's pale face smashed down.

Bang! ! !

There seemed to be a muffled crashing sound in my ears, and the red-clothed ghost was knocked to the ground with a punch. The coquettish and elegant long skirt fell to the ground softly, and the whole body collapsed on the ground like a rag. Howled, and didn't get up for a long time.

Dong Yunkong was stunned for a moment.

"This... Pingci?"

Dong Yunkong looked at the female ghost lying on the ground who seemed to be breathing out but not breathing in, and then at his own weak fist. At this moment, he seriously suspected that the ghost was touching him.

Are you kidding me?

You are a ghost!So impatient... did you hit me?

Dong Yunkong looked down at the ghost on the ground, trying to find evidence of her acting, but after searching for a long time, she couldn't find any evidence of acting, but found some traces of "lifetime" on the ghost.

Because the distance was too far just now, Dong Yunkong didn't see it clearly, but now after getting closer, Dong Yunkong found that the long skirt on the ghost was not a red dress, it was obviously a white dress stained red with blood, and her lower body The reason why it is so "soft" is entirely because its lower body has turned into a pool of muddy flesh.

"Is this because he was bumped to death before he was alive, so he left such a remnant body?"

Dong Yunkong has a little guess in his mind. According to the legend of the island country, most of the ghosts are born because of some kind of obsession or unfinished resentment in life, and if the resentment in life is stronger, the resentment generated after death will be more powerful and terrifying .

Thinking of this, Dong Yunkong looked at the ghost in red who was lying half dead at his feet and hadn't recovered from the punch until now. He couldn't help covering his feet with spiritual pressure and kicked him a few times. foot.

"With such food, it seems that your resentment was not very strong during your lifetime!"

Bang, bang... Crack!

Accompanied by a slight cracking sound, suddenly, the red-clothed ghost at Dong Yunkong's feet suddenly exploded on the spot, and his whole body exploded like fireworks, and then part of the inexplicable power was absorbed by Dong Yunkong. The other part gradually turned into light spots and dissipated, leaving only a handful of ashes like ashes in place.

Dong Yunkong: "∑(￣□￣;)???"

yeah?How many meanings!Is Phantom Pengci so ruthless now?

Dong Yunkong was also shocked by the explosion on the spot by the ghost in red. This move was indeed something he did not expect. After all, he really only kicked a few times lightly. Who knew that the ghost would explode directly.

Standing in place for a while, Dong Yunkong finally guessed that it should be because of his practice of spiritual pressure. The god of death is the existence that is in charge of the reincarnation of all souls in the world. It is normal for the power they practice to restrain the existence of this kind of spiritual body matter.

After figuring it out, Dong Yunkong will not stay here.

After hurriedly picking up the "ashes" left by the red-clothed ghost on the ground, Dong Yunkong left the bamboo forest very quickly.

And not long after Dong Yunkong left.

About 10 minutes or so.

Two figures, one big and one small, hurried in from the other side of the bamboo grove. The two of them obviously came from outside the school in a hurry. After the bamboo grove stopped, they were still short of breath.

"Huh~ Strange, didn't the president say that there are "wandering spirits" here? Have they already run away?"

The small figure is a girl with long hair hanging down her waist. She is not tall, and her long eyelashes reveal a bit of childishness. She is wearing a dark purple hunting suit and has a long knife on her waist. She has just arrived here , took out a talisman and burned it, but in the end there was no response. This scene immediately made her frown slightly, and she couldn't help but wonder.

"No, that "wandering spirit" didn't run away, but someone expelled it before we came."

At this moment, I saw that big figure suddenly crouched on the ground, stretched out his hand to pick up a handful of dust from the ground, rubbed his index and middle fingers lightly, and said.

"Expel? Does our school have other professional spirit removers besides us?"

"do not know."

The big figure stood up, just at this time the moon appeared, and the moonlight shone on this person, gradually reflecting a square face full of majesty, and the large black and yellow monk robe on his body.

"Let's go! Since the matter has been resolved in advance, it just saved us a lot of effort. Although this is just a "low-level wandering spirit", it will take a lot of effort to really drive it away. After all This kind of "wandering spirit" is no better than an earth-bound spirit, and it would be troublesome if it really wanted to run and chase it. Now it's good to have someone do it for you."

"As for the unknown professional despiritualist, let the president and the others investigate!"

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(End of this chapter)