Ghost Slayer: Life Is Like a Song

The villagers started whispering and discussing in a low voice.

Then the debate became louder and louder, and some people even fought each other.

And Feng just looked at them indifferently.

In the end, everyone pointed their fingers at the village chief.

Because they believed that everything was initiated by the village head. If the village head could let the Shennai family leave, all this might not happen now.

The village chief scolded angrily: "I did all this for the sake of the village, and now you want me to die, a bunch of white-eyed wolves!"

However, the village chief's scolding had no effect at all, and all the villagers told Feng that the village chief deserved to die.

"You made a good choice, congratulations, you survived."

Feng manipulated the blood into a rope, bound the village chief, and dragged him out of the crowd.

The village chief apologized to Feng in horror: "Feng, I was wrong, I shouldn't have done that, I don't want to die, for the sake of my neighbors for many years, please forgive me!"

The village chief knelt on the ground, begging Feng constantly.

"Forgive you? I helped you kill the evil spirits, but you are thinking of killing me, for the sake of neighbors for many years? My parents also begged you like this, have you given us a chance?"

Feng trampled on the head of the village chief, and crushed it hard.

"We just want a family of three to live a good life together, why do you want to take it away?!"

The village chief felt that his head was about to be trampled flat, and kept begging for mercy: "Feng, please forgive me, as long as you let me live, I will promise you anything."

"The meaning of an apology lies in whether the victim needs it. Do you think I need your apology? You are only apologizing because your life is now in my hands!"

Feng let go of his feet, squatted in front of the village chief, grabbed the village chief's hair, and let his eyes look directly at him: "Since you can promise me whatever you want, then I will give you a chance, I am hungry now Now, do you choose yourself, or do you choose someone else?"

The village chief shuddered in horror, and hurriedly said: "I am the village chief, and I decide everything in the village. From now on, you can eat whatever you want in the village. If you finish eating, I can go to other places to find them." , as long as you let me go!"

As soon as the village chief said this, there was an uproar, and the villagers immediately became angry and condemned the village chief.

"You old bastard! Why should we sacrifice for you?!"

"The evil spirit came yesterday, and you, the old guy, are the fastest runners!"

"Damn it, why didn't the evil spirits eat you first?"

...

"It seems that your opinions are not unified, how about this, the right to choose is in your hands." Feng kicked the village chief back into the crowd.

The village chief, who returned to the crowd, faced a group of furious villagers.

The villagers geared up one by one and surrounded the village chief.

The village head threatened sternly: "You can't do anything to me, I am the head of the village!"

However, no one chose to stop because of his threats.

The village head was attacked by the villagers. From the screaming at the beginning to the silence at the end, he was beaten to death by the villagers.

When the villagers wanted to hand over the village chief's body to Feng, Feng was already gone.

Feng had already disappeared into the rainy night with the bodies of Kenichi and Yayo.

Chapter 9 Wisteria Flowers, Repression, Kukai Monk

Overnight, everything is gone,

Feng walked aimlessly in the rainy night, not knowing where to go, where he should go.

"I remember that my mother likes flowers the most, and my father likes mountains the most. May I find you a mountain full of flowers as your new home?"

Feng didn't get any answer, and looked sadly at the faces of Kenichi and Yayo who had lost all blood.

At this time, the rain gradually stopped.

Feng cheered up again: "If you don't talk, I'll take it as if you agreed, and I'll find a new home right away."

Feng used the blood to support the bodies of Kenichi and Yayo, and chose the highest mountain nearby to climb.

The taller and bigger the mountain, the father should like it more...

Climbing to the halfway up the mountain, Feng felt a smell that made Feng extremely disgusted.

This smell made Feng's body feel unwell, and he felt dizzy.

And the blood supporting Kenichi and Yayo began to become extremely unstable.

Just when Feng wanted to give up and change to another mountain.

Look up.

I saw a large number of bright purple flowers blooming on the top of the mountain like grapes.

Feng has read a book about flowers by Yayo.

Books record that this flower is called wisteria.

The flower language of wisteria is to dedicate everything to love.

Just like Kenichi and Yayo, they gave their lives for Feng.

This beautiful sight made Feng determine that this is the most suitable new home.

Feng decided to take his parents to the top of the mountain.

Feng concentrated and continued to climb the mountain while controlling the blood.

At that time, the closer he was to the top of the mountain, the stronger Feng's body discomfort became.

In the end Feng could no longer control the blood.

Feng tied the corpses of Kenichi and Yayo with vines, and continued to climb step by step with his back on his back.

After a lot of hard work, I finally reached the mountain.

The beautiful scene in front of him made Feng amazed.

The entire mountain peak is a wisteria forest.

It is full of dense wisteria flowers.

Suppressing the discomfort in his body, Feng led Kenichi and Yayo into the wisteria forest.

Found an open space at the very center.

"Father and mother, you must be very satisfied with this place. This will be your new home from now on."

Kaede starts making a cemetery for Kenichi and Yayo.

Because there are no tools, Feng can only dig the soil with bare hands.

I don't know how long it took to dig, and a grave that can accommodate Kenichi and Yayo was dug out.

Feng carefully put Kenichi and Yayo into the tomb, carefully arranged their appearance, and buried the tomb with soil.

After doing all this, Feng knelt in front of the grave and muttered to himself:

"Father, mother, I still killed someone, you must be blaming me..."

"But I don't regret it, they're damned!"

"Father and mother, I'm really confused. Do I belong to a human or a ghost? I don't know where I should go..."

The sun rises again.

Fortunately, the wisteria flower forest covered the sun, so that the maple did not shine on the sun.

Feng, who didn't know where to go, lay on the edge of the grave, curled up, as if Kenichi and Yayo had never left.

After a few days like this, Feng suddenly felt manic.

This is a harbinger of things that are about to get out of control.

Without blood, Feng couldn't suppress his loss of control at all.

Feng didn't want to lose control in front of Kenichi and Yayo's graves, and wanted to leave here.

But Feng's consciousness gradually began to blur.

Just as he was about to lose control, Feng saw wisteria flowers falling on the ground.

Without any hesitation, Feng grabbed a handful of wisteria flowers and swallowed them.

Feng guessed that since the smell of wisteria flowers disgusted him, and could affect his control of blood.

It shows that the wisteria flower is poison to the part of him who is a ghost, so maybe he can suppress his loss of control.

Sure enough, Feng felt that he had regained some sanity slightly.

But it is not enough.

This amount can only be delayed. If you want to completely suppress your loss of control, you need more wisteria flowers.

Feng swallowed the wisteria flowers around him uninterruptedly until he completely suppressed his loss of control.

But since it is poison, it must be toxic.

Feng could feel that the toxin of the wisteria flower was constantly destroying his body structure.

The body seemed to be corroded by sulfuric acid, which made Feng feel overwhelmed with pain.

Feng's blood vessels all over his body turned purple-black, and purple-black blood vessels also appeared on his face.

The extreme pain made Feng couldn't help crying loudly.

Feng fell to the ground, eyes blurred.

Before he lost consciousness, he seemed to see a figure approaching him.

...

When Feng woke up again, it was already night.

A fire was burning nearby.

"you're awake?"

Feng stood up suddenly, and saw a white-haired old man with no hair, a white beard and a monk's robe sitting beside him.

"who are you?"

"You can call me Monk Kukai, I planted this wisteria forest."

Feng wanted to leave here, but he didn't have any strength in his body, and he fell limply to the ground as soon as he got up.

"Wisteria flowers are highly poisonous to ghosts. If you eat too many wisteria flowers, it will take a while for the toxins in your body to decompose."

"Since you know I'm a ghost, why do you still dare to approach me?"

"In my opinion, you are just a person suffering from a disease called ghosts. If you were a ghost, you wouldn't come to this wisteria forest, and you wouldn't use wisteria flowers to suppress your desire for flesh and blood."

For some reason, the old man named Kukai in front of him made Feng trust him involuntarily.

Feng looked at the old man in front of him, and asked suspiciously: "You seem to be very familiar with ghosts?"

Kukai chanted 'Amitabha' and explained: "I am a monk, and I am also a ghost hunter of the ghost slaying team, so I am quite familiar with ghosts."

Hearing the word "ghost hunter", Feng thought of those two people who always appeared in his mind: "Master Kukai, do you know Ghost Mai Tsuji and Ji Guo Yuanyi?"

Kukai looked at Feng in amazement: "How can you call Onimai Tsuji by the name?"

Feng asked strangely: "Can't you say the name Ghost Dance Tsuji?"

"The name Oniwu Tsuji is a taboo for ghosts. Oniwu Tsuji will cast a curse in the blood. No ghost can say the name of Oniwu Tsuji. Otherwise, it will be swallowed by the curse and die."

Feng felt his body: "But I didn't feel anything special."

Kukai was also very puzzled: "Strange, really strange, child, how did you know the name Ji Guoyuanyi?"

"In my mind, these two people will always appear, sometimes it is the memory of Oni Wu Tsuji, sometimes it is the memory of Ji Guo Yuanyi, and sometimes it is the memory of the two of them appearing at the same time and then fighting."

Kukai also felt something was wrong: "Son, how did you become a ghost?"

"I don't know either. Six years ago, I became like this after drinking an unknown liquid."

Feng didn't hide anything, and told Kukai what he knew.

Kukai looked a little dignified: "Son, can you let me see your blood?"