Shura on the pillar of the blade of ghost slayer

Chapter 87 Listen to Dad

"Can you be my dad?"

Li Qingming turned around in surprise, he once suspected that he had heard wrongly, "What did you say?"

A white-haired boy was standing quietly in front of him. His long white hair was like a pair of ferocious white claws embracing the boy's immature and delicate face.

This hairstyle looks very wax-intensive. If you reach out and touch it, you will cut your fingers if you are not careful.

The boy looked thirteen or fourteen years old. There were three red patterns on his waxy face, like dots connected by a red thread. There were light blue pupils in a pair of blood-red eyes, and there were two puny pupils on his right eye. Character.

He was wearing a white kimono with a red pattern on the edge similar to his face.

Although he looked like a teenager, his body exuded a cold and biting coercion.

Hearing Li Qingming's question, Xia Xianzhiwu repeated, "Can you be my father?"

The cold tone seemed not to be a request, but an order, and the weird smile seemed to remind Li Qingming of the horrible fate of being cut into pieces after refusing.

But why does the other party insist on him being a father?

Ok?
Li Qingming suddenly felt that this last team was somewhat similar to himself.

When he first came to this world, he just wanted to be the grandson of Abe Qingming's grandfather, but after he couldn't ask for it, he went to Yunqu Mountain to become the eldest brother of Tanjirou and Nezuko, and later became Ryotaki in Sagiri Mountain. Zuo Jinci's grandson.

In order to experience family affection, he killed all the evil spirits that became obstacles.

Apart from the different standpoints, he feels more and more that there is no difference between himself and the fifth of the strings, they are all creatures that yearn for family affection very much.

Although I am a lover of family experience, but is it not enough to die as a father to a ghost?
However, it seems that most people will not have this kind of opportunity, maybe it will be a more interesting experience.

"Why?" Li Qingming asked in confusion.

He was a little curious, the last five were twelve ghost moons anyway, how could they let humans be their fathers.

"Because you are strong, Dad should be strong and able to protect his family."

The last string of Wu said without emotion, as if there was no role of father before.

These words seemed to be addressed to Li Qingming, and also seemed to be addressed to the dissipating Spider Face.

Sure enough, a ghost is a ghost, and it treats other things with such indifference.

"Then how can you guarantee that you won't eat me while I'm sleeping?"

"You're not human, you can't arouse our appetite at all."

"I'm not human?"

Li Qingming was taken aback, he didn't expect that a ghost would say this to him.

It's like when a cannibal meets a vegetable and yells at you, can you be considered a human? It's the same.

You are not a human thing, why deny that I am human?
But what can Li Qingming do?

Do you want to sit down and discuss with the next string Wu whether you are human or not?
Or just cut a piece of meat and stuff it into the other person's mouth, choke his neck and ask him if it tastes good?

This unscientific.

As if seeing through Li Qingming's doubts, Wu of the Last String said calmly, "It seems that you haven't realized the change in yourself, but I can confirm that you are just like us, a weird creature in human skin.

It's just that you don't have the aura of humans or ghosts on your body, but it doesn't matter, maybe you will want to eat blood food from some day on. "

The voice of the last string is very soft and patient. He seems to want to use actions to tell Li Qingming how much he wants him to be a father.

Li Qingming was confused, what should he do?

Tell the last string that I am the father you can't get, and then turn around and leave?
Or accept the fact that you are not human?

A strange idea suddenly popped into his head, can he still have children?

Will there be racial segregation?

Eh?
Can the ghost give birth?

Is there racial segregation between myself and ghosts?

But he quickly stopped his dangerous thoughts, and they were also inappropriate.

Seeing that Li Qingming hesitated, Xia Xianzhiwu continued, "Look at your palm, is that still a human hand?"

He raised his slender white wax fingers, "Compared to me, you're less human, aren't you?"

Li Qingming looked at his devil's hand, it was indeed not something that a human being should have.

However, his thoughts suddenly opened up, maybe it was this arm that cut off his breath as a human being.

Maybe after hiding his arms, he would be a good man again!
However, he couldn't change his hand back to the human hand in front of Xiaqinwu. In that case, Xiaqinwu might not be cursed on the spot.

The next string continued, "Be my father, I will not force you to eat blood, and I can guarantee that none of us will eat in front of you. And..."

He paused for a moment, and his tone gradually turned cold, "I can also hand over those people in the forest to you, as a gift to respect you."

Li Qingming was stunned, as if struck by lightning, he actually forgot about the members of the Ghost Hunting Squad. If the last one made a move, it would be difficult for him to protect everyone.

Horse rider, your grandson is really a filial son!

Li Qingming pondered for two seconds, "Then can I be your grandfather?"

This is an answer he hadn't thought about. After a short thought, he shook his head, "No, because what is missing now is Dad."

After finishing speaking, Wu of the Last String looked at the spider-faced ghost that had completely dissipated on the ground, and then at Li Qingming.

It seemed to be telling Li Qingming that it was because of him that he didn't have a father, and he was responsible for it.

Li Qingming nodded helplessly, he knew that he would not be able to leave today, "Well, from today onwards, I will be your father..."

"It's Dad." Xiaxian Zhiwu corrected.

"Then why don't you call quickly?"

The last one was silent for two seconds, "Dad."

"Hey, my darling!"

Li Qingming smiled and pinched Xia Xianzhiwu's face, "How about it, I don't feel the love of my father, how big is it?"

At the end of the string, Wu's face was pinched and deformed, but his face was still expressionless, as if he was dissatisfied with the title of Hao Daer, and he squeezed out a sentence from the corner of his mouth, "My name is Tired."

Back in front of the room, there are three child ghosts, two females and one male, and the oldest one looks like D... eighteen or nineteen years old.

They were all white-haired, white-skinned and white-clothed, and their faces and clothes were dotted with similar red patterns on Tired's face.

Only the male ghost didn't wear clothes, because his body had turned into a spider's appearance, which looked rather terrifying.

Li Qingming looked at the three ghosts, and then at Tired, a little afraid that Tired would be dyed white by him for the sake of uniformity.

Tired said, "Don't worry, Dad, you are different from us, my blood may not have any effect on you."

Then he turned his head and said to the three ghosts, "From now on, he is our new father, he will protect us, we have to listen to what father says."

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(End of this chapter)