Ghost Slayer: Life Is Like a Song

Kenichi blows out the candles and tells Maple to go to bed early.

However, Feng lying on the bed didn't even feel sleepy, and stared at the ceiling dully with his eyes open.

Moreover, memories that did not belong to Feng appeared in his mind.

"What do you take your life for?"

"Bow your head, kneel down, bow down to me."

"Breath of the Sun..."

"The blue other shore flower..."

Two voices kept lingering in Feng's mind.

suddenly.

Feng's vision seemed to be covered with blood, and his eyes were all blood-red, and he was short of breath, and his stomach was unbearably hungry.

The panting sound like a wild animal quickly alarmed Kenichi and Yayo.

Kenichi hurriedly lit the candle, and saw Feng who was covered in veins and drooling from the corner of his mouth.

And because Feng grabbed his arm hard, the nails were deeply embedded in the skin, oozing blood.

Kenichi and Yayo hurried to Feng's side and asked, "Feng, what's wrong with you?"

"Hungry...I'm so hungry..."

"Yayo, hurry up and get the food!"

Soon, Yayo brought a steamed bun.

Kenichi took the mantou and wanted to feed it to Feng.

However, Feng pushed the steamed bun away, held Kenichi's arm tightly with both hands, and opened his mouth to bite down.

Blood flowed down Kenichi's arm immediately.

And Maple greedily sucked Kenichi's blood.

Yayo covered her mouth tightly, restrained herself from screaming, and then wanted to pull Feng away.

"Feng, he is your father!"

But Feng was like a demon, biting Kenichi's arm tightly and refusing to let go.

The severe pain caused cold sweat to flow from Jianyi's forehead, but he still patted Feng on the back and comforted him softly: "Don't be afraid, your mother and I are by your side to accompany you."

Maybe it's enough blood sucking, or maybe Kenichi's appeasement has worked.

Feng's clenched teeth gradually loosened, and then he lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Yayo quickly bandaged Kenichi's arm with cloth strips, and then wanted to hug Feng and go to the clinic to see a doctor.

But he was stopped by Kenichi: "Yayo, don't take Feng to the clinic yet."

Yayo looked at her husband suspiciously.

"Remember our neighbor Shunta Miyazaki when we lived in Niki-cho?"

"Neighbor?" Yayo recalled the days when he lived in Nigi Town before he came to the small village to settle down.

Soon, Yayo remembered: "Is that madman who suddenly went crazy, killed his whole family, and even his own children? Didn't he commit suicide at that time? Why did he suddenly mention him?"

"I actually witnessed everything back then, but I was just worried that I would scare you, so I didn't tell you the truth."

Kenichi took out half a bottle of shochu from the cupboard, poured a glass and drank it all in one gulp. The spicy wine passed through his throat, stimulating Kenichi's nerves, and gave Kenichi the courage to recall the tragedy that happened that year.

"Back then, Junta Gong suddenly went crazy, killed everyone in the family, and devoured the corpses of his own family members. Then a group of unknown people dressed in black and armed with samurai swords appeared, and fought with Junta Gong."

"At that time, Juntai Gong could no longer be called a human being. No matter what kind of injury he received, he could recover immediately, even if his limbs were cut off, they could grow back immediately. Finally, the battle ended when his head was beheaded."

"I overheard what the group of men in black were saying through the window..."

Kenichi's hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly: "At that time, the group of men in black said, 'This ghost is clearly a newborn ghost, and I didn't expect it to be so powerful after eating people. It would be fine if it was in the daytime. can kill it'..."

"Ghost? Isn't this a legendary creature? Kenichi, do you think Feng has become a ghost?" Yayo thinks that Kenichi's idea is too far-fetched.

"Yayo, look at the wound Feng scratched on his arm with his nails just now."

Miyo took a closer look.

The wound he scratched on Feng's arm has disappeared without a trace, and there is no trace of injury at all.

Chapter 3 Great Changes in Life

Seeing the wound on Feng's arm recovering as before.

Yayo forced a smile and said, "Maybe it's just that Feng has good physical fitness, but that doesn't mean that Feng has become a ghost."

Jianyi shook his head and said: "No matter how good a person's physical fitness is, no matter how small the wound is, it is impossible to recover in just a few minutes. This is no longer the recovery speed that humans can possess. Just wait for the dawn to know."

Yayo looked at Feng who was sleeping soundly, feeling sad from his heart, and stroked Feng's cheek with trembling hands: "Why, we just want to live in peace, and we have never done anything bad in our life. Sota died on the battlefield, and now Even Feng also..."

outside the window.

The morning sun has gradually risen, and the sunlight is pouring in through the windows.

Feng, who was irradiated by the sun, suddenly woke up, and the sound of "sizzling" came from the skin.

The painful Feng hurriedly hid under the bed, avoiding the sunlight.

"Father, mother, what happened, why does the sun hurt so much?"

Miyo's tears could not stop flowing.

Kenichi, who was also sad in his heart, hugged the weeping Yayoi in his arms, comforting Yayoi wordlessly.

Seeing that his parents didn't answer him, Feng poked his head out from under the bed.

Seeing the two crying, Feng wanted to come out, but Feng, who would suffer severe pain when exposed to sunlight, dared not come out.

"Father and mother, what happened? Why are you crying?"

Yayo wiped away her tears, then got up and covered the window with a black cloth so that the sunlight would not come in.

Without sunlight, Feng crawled out from under the bed, snuggled into Yayo's arms, stretched out his little hand to wipe away the tears of Yayo: "Mother, why are you and father crying?"

Yayo comforted in a soft voice: "It's okay, Feng, your father and I have something to talk about, you stay in the room and don't come out."

After Yayo placed Maple on the bed, he and Kenichi came outside the house.

"Kenichi, can we take Feng to see a doctor? Maybe Feng is just sick, what if it can be cured?" Yayo grabbed Kenichi's clothes and begged.

Kenichi grabbed Yayo's hand and said seriously: "Yayo, we can't take Kaede to see a doctor. If people find out that Kaede has become a ghost, then everything will be over."

"Could it be that Feng can only hide in the darkness all his life?" Yayo's heart was cut like a knife.

With a decision in his mind, Jianyi said with firm eyes: "No matter what, even if we can only live in darkness for the rest of our lives, we can't let Feng get hurt."

Kenichi embraced the sobbing Yayoi in his arms: "Yaiyo, we will definitely find a way to save Feng."

...

From this day on, Feng was strictly prohibited from going out by Kenichi and Yayoi.

Although he didn't know why, Feng still obeyed.

Feng would want to drink human blood every seven days or so.

If you don't drink human blood in time, you will get out of control.

But as long as he drank the blood, Feng would regain his sanity, and he was no different from normal people on weekdays.

In order for Feng to drink blood, Yayo did odd jobs in the clinic, so that the doctor could get part of the patient's blood when he was treating the disease.

But there will always be times when there is no blood. In this case, Kenichi and Yayo can only feed Feng's own blood in turn.

And Kenichi kept inquiring about ghosts, hoping to find a way to restore Maple to normal.

In order to stay away from the crowd, Kenichi and Yayo moved the house to a remote location away from the crowd.

On such a day, in the past six years, Feng's age has been 12 years old.

Feng is not like other ghosts, whose appearance stays at the moment of becoming a ghost, but grows up like an ordinary person.

And Feng also understood that he was no longer a human being, but a monster.

In the past six years, in order not to cause trouble to her parents, nor to let others know of her existence, Feng never went out and taught herself knowledge at home.

At this time, Feng was holding a branch and practicing the swordsmanship in his mind inside the house.

Although he can practice the swordsmanship in his mind, but the breathing method called the breath of the sun, as long as Feng uses it, his body feels as painful as being burned by flames.

There was anger in Feng's heart, he didn't understand why he became like this.

Why are you afraid of the sun.

Why drink human blood.

Whose memory is in your mind and why does it appear in your mind.

Feng stretched out his palm, and a pool of blood hung in the palm, constantly changing its shape, this is no longer an ability that humans can grasp.

Feng pinched the blood in his palm angrily, hating himself for being so inhuman.

The door of the room was opened.

It was Yayoi who returned home.

Holding a can in his hand, Yayo said softly to Feng, "Feng, drink it quickly."

"Mother, I don't want to drink. I don't know whether I am a human or a ghost now. I don't want to drag you and my father down."

"Hey, you are not our burden. Your father and I are not afraid of being tired. As long as you are well, we will be fine."

"Mom, you work in the hospital all day long just for the blood, what about your father? You don't go home for a few days, and you also want to find a way to cure me. This home shouldn't be like this! I shouldn't have been born in This world!"

Fenghong's eyes were red, and he vented his grief and indignation in a hoarse voice.

"Snapped!"

Yayo slapped Feng's face with a slap, Yayo, who was always gentle, got angry at Feng for the first time: "I don't allow you to say these words, this family is complete because of you, without you, I will Life with your father will be dark, as long as it is for you, everything is worth it!"

Feng covered his cheeks, feeling extremely sad in his heart.

Yayo hugged Feng into his arms: "Feng, I'm sorry, I shouldn't hit you..."

Feng hugged Yadai tightly: "Mother, I should apologize, it was my fault, I shouldn't have said that..."

Miyo wiped away the teardrops from the corners of his eyes: "Okay, don't talk about it, drink it quickly, there are things to do in the clinic tonight, Feng, you have to be good when you stay at home alone tonight."

Feng silently picked up the jar, and under Yayo's gaze, drank the blood inside in one gulp.

Seeing Feng finished drinking the blood, a smile appeared on Yayo's face.

"Stay at home, then I'll go first." Yayo left the house.

In a moody mood, Feng tore open a small gap in the cloth covering the curtain.

The sun shone through.

Feng stretched out his hand, wanting to feel the sunlight.

But the moment it was irradiated, the skin on the back of the hand began to be burned and festered by the sun, and the piercing pain stimulated Feng's nerves.

Feng gritted his teeth and persisted.

Under the sunlight, although it hurts, at least it can make Feng feel that he is now shining the sun like a normal human being.

Feng just wants to live as an ordinary person.

But this dream is out of reach.

The burning pain on the back of the hand constantly reminded that the current Feng was not human anymore.

Feng was sitting in a dark corner, and a cockroach was scurrying in the dark.

Feng laughed at himself bitterly and desolately: "Is the current me a cockroach that can only hide in a dark corner?"

Chapter 4 Evil ghosts, markings, realms

Night is coming.