People are dying on the pillar, and there is no misery at the beginning

Chapter 50 – You should become a ghost
Narrow Mist.

mountainside.

Little delicate snowflakes slowly fell from the sky, gently lying on the girl's warm palm.

"It's really... snowing."

Ganluji Sakuramochi looked down at the slowly melting snowflakes in her palm, raised her head in amazement, and looked at the white sky.

"Time... flies so fast..." Ganlusi Yingbing tightened the clothes wrapped around her body, she smiled and looked at the Zaomen siblings who were having fun.

But I couldn't help but feel a little worried. After all, Shang Quannai and my wife Renshan had been away for several days after they found out that there was a ghost in Ubuyashiki's house last time.

No sign of them coming back yet.

Thinking about it, Ganluji Sakuramochi frowned, and the handle of the bone knife hidden in the waist of the clothes poked out her head from the clothes.

"Sister! Look!!"

Zaomen Mao excitedly held up the small snowflake in his hand, carefully placed it in front of Zaomen Charcoal, and shouted happily.

Zaomen Tanzi smiled dotingly, and rubbed Zaomen Mao's head:

"Well, it's beautiful!"

Zaomen's father stood aside with his hips akimbo, looking at the playful siblings with some headaches, and helplessly shouted to them:

"Don't be so happy!"

"We don't have enough firewood for the winter!"

But his shouting had no effect, the Zaomen siblings were still playing happily.

Zaomen's father choked, scratched his face, took out a wood ax from the house, weighed it twice in his hand, and walked up the mountain.

"It's time to cut some firewood before the heavy snow closes the mountain!"

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Production House Shiki clan land.

Courtyard gate.

Shang Quannai tied up her body and changed into new clothes, tied up her growing hair again, and said goodbye to everyone behind her.

The owner of Ubuyashiki stood at the gate of the courtyard, and the young Takuya was wrapped in thick clothes, looking at Shang Quanna with tears in his eyes.

He looked at the crow on Shang Quannai's shoulder, and said in a crying voice:

"Sure enough! Big brother still has to leave!"

Shang Quannai rubbed Zhuoye's head with a smile, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his fingers, and said softly and steadily:
"Zhuo is already a man, you can't shed tears easily because of separation!"

"Um...um..." Zhuo also sobbed, rubbing his red eye sockets.

Shang Quannai straightened up, looked at the purple meridians spreading on Zhuo Ye's forehead, and sighed helplessly, he looked at the Patriarch Miyayashiki beside him.

He held five white bone knives in his hand, and he handed them over to the owner of the obstetrician standing at the door with a serious expression:

"This kind of knife can effectively kill ghosts completely."

"Until you find a second way to kill ghosts, please keep it carefully."

"The current neon, in addition to these five knives, there are other irons that can be used to make knives, the iron that kills ghosts."

Shang Quanna and the head of the Ubuyashiki family looked at each other, and the head of the Ubuyashiki family took the integrated bone knife with trembling hands.

"That kind of iron should be found on very high mountains, where it is exposed to the scorching sun all year round. I only know this, and you can judge the rest."

"Okay, okay, I see." The owner of Ubuyashiki held the bone knife, feeling restless, and looked at Shang Quanna worriedly.

He always felt that Shang Quannai's words this time had the feeling of explaining the funeral.

Shang Quannai took two steps back and glanced at the people in the courtyard, although they only experienced one contact with the ghost.

But he also understood the seriousness of the matter. He didn't expect these people to have a high level of inner consciousness, but he just hoped that the ghost killing team could be established earlier than before.

"By the way." Shang Quannai seemed to suddenly remember something, and he looked at the owner of the house, "On the table in my guest room, there are two envelopes, one of which is written about the future rank and system of the Demon Slayer Squad. Planning or something."

After finishing speaking, he stared at the owner of the obstetric house for a while:

"The rest is up to you."

The owner of Ubuyashiki shrank his pupils and frowned deeply when he heard Shang Quanna's words.

This is really an account of the funeral!

Murata stood beside him, and also waved his arms vigorously towards several people in the courtyard:

"Goodbye!! Everyone!! I will miss you all!"

"Bon Voyage!!"

Several people in the courtyard responded to Murata.

My wife Renshan carried a small burden, yawned listlessly, rubbed the corners of her sleepy eyes, and followed behind Shang Quannai.

"Bon voyage." Zhuo Ye grabbed the hem of his father's clothes and waved his little hand towards the backs of the three who left.

After bidding farewell to everyone, the three of them and a crow embarked on the road to Sawu Mountain.

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Of course, it is by running.

Whoosh-!
A yellow figure and a brown figure quickly crossed the street and rushed towards the mountain in the east!
"Oh oh ah ah ah ah ah !!!"

Murata was held between the two, and the strong wind blew his face ferociously. He looked at the rapidly retreating scenery around him in horror, and yelled crazily!

The mountain road was very bumpy, my wife Renshan gritted her teeth ferociously, and he ran hard with both legs, barely keeping up with Shang Quannai's pace.

"hiss--!"

Since he breathed in a little of Shang Quannai's blood mist last time, he can withstand more thunder and lightning stimulations!
Crack!Snapped!
The arc is jumping back and forth between the legs!

At least, so far he hasn't tested his limit yet!

"Wait!! It's too fast!! Stop it!!"

Murata turned blue and looked at my wife Renshan, whose face was so ferocious that her eyes turned white, and grabbed the collars of the two of them with her hands in fear, fearing that she would throw them out by herself!
Whoosh-!
The figures of the three are getting further and further away.

"Quick - stop - stop - ah -!!"

Murata's desperate voice came faintly from afar.

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"Is it almost there?" Murata's voice was weak, his face was full of exhaustion and nausea, and the voice came tremblingly.

"Well, it's coming soon." My wife Renshan nodded and answered his question simply.

"Then why has it become so slow by this time?"

Murata was puzzled and looked at him from left to right, but turned his head to Shang Quanna and my wife Renshan next to him.

Holding Murata's arms, the two of them were walking slowly on the path between the mountains step by step.

Compared with the sprint just now, walking slowly now is as slow as walking!
The snowflakes fell slowly, covering the mountain with a layer of pure white all morning.

"Hey, talk!"

Murata looked at the two with guilty expressions, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he shouted angrily!

"Don't run away from the problem!"

Shang Quannai whistled, but quietly squinted his eyes and glanced at Sagiri Mountain that was approaching.

Sure enough, except for a few blue souls and white souls on the mountainside of Sawu Mountain, there was no trace of other souls.

The three of them have already walked to the mountain where the ghost tide happened at the beginning, and below is a clean town that was slaughtered by Wuyou.

Shang Quannai closed his eyes, turned his head, and then seriously looked at Murata with a broken expression:
"Otherwise, you'd better become a ghost."

"Eh?" Murata opened his mouth and looked at Shang Quanna suspiciously.

"!" My wife Renshan on the other side poked her head out and looked at Shang Quannai who was expressionless.

(End of this chapter)