I turned out to be beautiful and miserable?

It was too dark, Xingmu Chuankami couldn't see anything clearly, and trying to open his eyes wide was only adding to the sourness.But Toru Muichiro stared at him for a while when he could feel the music, and replied calmly, "Yes."

Chuan Shangxing Mu pursed his lips and smiled, followed his footsteps and walked forward.

The ghost to be beheaded this time is very high-profile, not only occupying the mountain as the king, but also asking the residents at the foot of the mountain to send a girl every night.

But the villagers foolishly thought that it was their mountain god, so they not only concealed the matter, but even contributed a girl every night.It is not known how many people were killed so far.

Of course, they are also very sensitive to people holding knives. When they see Kawakami Xingmu and Shitou Muichiro, their eyes are full of unresolved malice, which makes them very uncomfortable.

No matter how superb swordsmanship the members of the Ghost Killing Squad have, they will never attack humans.

In desperation, Kawakami Xingmu had no choice but to press down the stabbing head Tomuichiro who was about to draw the sword, and sneaked into the back mountain after they all fell asleep at night.

Tokito Muichiro was not happy.

Even if he has always looked expressionless, after being with Xingmu Kawakami for so long, he can still vaguely capture his emotions.

For example, the number of trances tonight has decreased significantly.

Although he is not interested in human affairs, Tokito Muichiro has always liked animals and nature. Occasionally, a cloud with a different shape or a squirrel holding a pine cone can attract his attention for a long time.

That's why his crows like him so much

——Obviously he has always had a bad temper with himself.

Going further, it was obviously the same forest, but Kawakami Xingmu keenly sensed something was wrong.

Although humans seldom step into this gloomy and gloomy forest, this place has always been a pure land for small animals, so there should be more or less the sounds they made when they moved.

Here, however, there is nothing.

It was so quiet that nothing could be heard except the ticking of raindrops and the sound of haori brushing the hem of his clothes.

"Shitou-jun, be careful." Kawakami Xingmu reminded in a low voice, putting his hand on the handle of the knife.

"Mr. Shi Tou? Are you talking about me?" The figure in front slowly turned around, the dark will-o'-the-wisp slowly lit up from the twisted branches, a terrifying face stared ferociously, and the corners of the mouth were almost cracked. behind the ear.

【Grass! 】Xing Mu rarely uttered a dirty word, and complained to the system in his heart: 【Scare me so much, why didn't you remind me? 】

The supposedly delicate beauty's face suddenly turned like this, no matter who it is, it's a bit unacceptable.

[...Host, you are swearing. ] The system that was fishing just now froze for a moment, then changed the subject with a guilty conscience.

The Space-Time Administration is a civilized and harmonious unit, and money will be deducted for swearing.Xing Mu felt that this rule was simply because the stingy management was worried that he would be scolded too badly.

It is said that there was a host before who was so angry that he charged hundreds of thousands to the general ledger of the Space-Time Administration and scolded him for a long time.

You can make money just by being scolded, Xing Mu especially wants to ask for advice on this point.

——He never cared not to talk about himself, if he could make money at the same time, it would become sweet talk instead.

Xing Mu: 【So you will report me? 】

The system stood up and said sincerely: [No. 】Dare not to QAQ

I don't want to fall back to the original version.

【good. 】Xing Mu's slightly depressed mood was finally relieved in the process of bullying the system, and then continued to devote himself to work——

"What are you?" Kawakami Xingmu almost immediately drew out his knife and slashed at it, but nothing was cut.

"How can you be rude to the mountain god!" The ghost's broken figure quickly returned to its original shape, with its head raised and a proud expression on its face.

After staying in this mountain for a long time, it really thinks that it is a fairy.

There is only one reason why it can't be cut - this is not its body.

Kawakami Xingmu didn't want to waste time here, he didn't even take a second look at this ugly guy, put the knife back into its sheath, turned around and walked to the depths,

"You rude human!!" The ghost seemed to be completely enraged, and the cold ghost fire lit on the tree branch turned into a roaring wild wolf, biting towards Xingmu Kawakami.

This ghost is kind of stupid.

If it doesn't use vampire technique, or if vampire technique is not related to light, it may not be able to hurt Kawakami Xingmu, but under the condition that he can see everything clearly, it is impossible to avoid such an attack. It is simple.

Kawakami Xingmu jumped to avoid the attack, but the will-o'-the-wisps suddenly went out.

"Hee hee, do you think I really haven't found anything after following you for so long? Although it's a bit dark tonight, it shouldn't be too dark for people to follow. Combined with the will-o'-the-wisps just now, I can already make it clear Judging that you can't see clearly in the dark!"

The slightly sharp sound made Kawakami Xingmu's ears hurt, and then there was a sharp pain in his shoulder blade. His shoulder was pierced by the ghost and nailed to the ancient tree behind him.

The strength of this ghost is at least at the level of Xia Xianyi.

but why……?

"I know what you're thinking. The swordsmen of the ghost killing team should think back and forth about things related to Wu Mi." The ghost's pupils stood up strangely, and said arrogantly: "Only inferior ghosts To be controlled by him, as for me, I am the mountain god here! After I eat more people and become stronger, I will kill him and let those ghosts serve me!"

mountain god?

Kawakami Xingmu had a clue. When he and Shitou Muichiro came up, they did see layers of stairs, statues of gods, and spells stuck on mahogany pillars.

Although he doesn't believe in the existence of gods, it seems that it is because of those things that this ghost is free from Wu Mi's control.

But at the same time, it also limited his vision, and he still uttered wild words with just such strength.

"However, there are indeed a lot fewer young girls in the neighborhood recently, and some will be reserved for reproduction." The ghost pondered for a while, and then cracked a smile at Xingmu Chuankami: "Some young girls look good too. Let's walk with you today The one who looks more perfect than a girl."

After finishing speaking, its sticky tongue stretched out and licked around its lips.

"Do you dare to try to touch him?" Kawakami Xingmu, who was listening to it quietly just now, changed his expression suddenly, staring at it coldly with his crimson eyes, and said every word.

"I want to eat it, but what can you do?" The ghost was taken aback by Kawakami Xingmu's aura, and the chill spread from the bottom of his heart, but the venomous thorn it stabbed in the boy's flesh made him feel alive again. Emboldened.

——This is a poison that a strong man in the village will faint for several days if he touches it.

"That's why I hate ghosts." Kawakami Xingmu glanced at it expressionlessly, slowly raised his trembling hand, and calmed down the moment he touched the handle of the knife: "You don't really think that I can't do anything in the dark, can I?"

Ghosts turn to ashes as soon as they come into contact with sunlight, so they all act at night.

But how many nights do you have a bright moon?How many nights did Kawakami Xingmu send his life to the front line?He can become a pillar naturally because he has the ability to support the beam.

"Moon Breath One Type: Dark Moon · Palace of Night."

"It's useless, you can't kill me at all, can you?" Seeing him repeating his old tricks, the ghost couldn't help laughing.

However, before he finished speaking, blood came out of his throat, and then its sight began to drop rapidly, and it fell to the ground and rolled around a few times.

"Ah! No!" It was stunned for two seconds before realizing that its body and head were slowly disappearing, and roared miserably, as if it wanted to tear its throat: "How did you find out that I was hiding there? of!"

It turned out that what Chuan Shang Xingmu cut just now was not the thorn that pierced him, but turned his hand and looked at the ancient tree that suffered along with it.

"It's not difficult." After killing the ghost, Kawakami Xingmu returned to his usual gentle appearance, walked to the place where the sound came from in the dark, and squatted down.

"Hey, you're squatting upside down!"

"Sorry, because I can't see it." Kawakami Xingmu adjusted his posture again until his crimson eyes met the evil spirit.

"You call yourself a mountain god, so I guess it should be something related to nature. After all, it will be easier to deceive people. Then there is the wind."

"wind?"

"Yes, listen carefully." Xingmu Kawakami closed his eyes and listened to the sound of the wind blowing the leaves, "Even if the smell of blood is too heavy here and small animals don't want to come, the wind is pervasive Isn't it a bit strange that you are such a big tree that there is no wind at all?"

"However, I cut this knife at will, because I have no way of knowing where your head is. It seems that today is more lucky." Xingmu Chuankami smiled and opened his eyes. The crimson eyes were as clear as The glass balls collected by the son of a rich family:

"There are countless ways to gain people's respect, but you chose the worst and worst one. If so, please go to hell to redeem your sins."

After speaking, he stood up and walked away without looking back.

Kawakami Xingmu is only 16 years old, and his thoughts are in an active state. Even if he hates ghosts, he can't stop imagining what would happen if they took another path.

Well, but the more important thing right now is to find Tokito Muichiro.

Because he couldn't see anything clearly, he could only shout while walking: "Mr. Shi Tou—where are you—"

About 10 minutes later, Tokito Muichiro's voice finally came from the tree: "Ah, has the ghost been killed?"

He probably saw his own injury.

"That's right." Kawakami Xingmu nodded, and followed the voice, "Why did Mr. Shi Tou stay on the tree?"

A trace of doubt flashed in Shitou Muichiro's big green eyes, he should have told Kawakami Xingmu just now, right?Saying it again always feels like asking for credit, which is a bit strange.

So he carefully placed the warm little bird in the palm of his hand in the nest, and jumped off the branch expressionlessly: "It's nothing."