Please Call Me Cyber Ghost King

"Catch him and take him to the police station!"

"We can't let the murderer escape! Revenge the Kamado family!"

"Tanjiro is such a good boy, to have such a thing happen to him."

The words of the militiaman immediately made the people around him angry, and they all shouted that they wanted to send Ke Ling to the police station.

It was obvious that the villagers sympathized with the situation of the Kamado family living in the mountains, but they obviously did not understand the real situation.

Anyone who knows a little bit about the real situation would not think that it was Ke Ling who was holding the knife. Then the Zamen family did not die from the knife wounds!

"Sorry, there may be some misunderstandings. I am a friend of Kamado Tanjiro, and I am here to help find the murderer. This knife is an ancestral possession of my family. I specially asked it to defend myself."

Ke Ling bowed politely to everyone, and then explained, looking like a calm professional.

"Nonsense! Your knife looks like it was made recently. I am a blacksmith, you can't lie to us!"

Someone among the helpers beside the militia shouted. The speaker looked tall and thick, carrying a hammer, and he really looked like a blacksmith.

The corner of Ke Ling's mouth twitched, you are a blacksmith who doesn't work honestly, why did you come out to watch the excitement!

But the guy selling the knife didn't lie. He really sold him a brand new knife? !

Ke Ling sighed in his heart. He didn't know for a moment whether this was a good thing or a bad thing. Anyway, the 150 was well spent.

"Tell me, do you know Tanjiro? Is he okay? Where has he gone?"

However, although Ke Ling's lies were exposed, the information involved still concerned the villagers.

Although the militiaman's face was still very wary, he couldn't help but become concerned. The people around him also had similar expressions.

Three or four days ago, something happened to the Kamado family on the mountain. The entire family died. Only Kamado Tanjiro and Kamado Nezuko survived.

They judged this from the tomb of the Kamado family. They did not see the surviving Kamado brother and sister. The two brothers and sisters did not know where they ran away, and the people in the village were very worried.

"He's fine, and so is Nezuko. They went to Saagiri Mountain and went to live with an old man named Nintaki Sakonji. He might be a distant relative or something."

Seeing that everyone had finally calmed down, Ke Ling breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want to be regarded as a perverted murderer when he first arrived, and he didn't want to be blamed for Kibutsuji Muzan.

But what he didn't expect was that Kamado Tanjiro's reputation was so effective in this village?

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, this kid didn't come to us for help!"

The militiamen and villagers also breathed a sigh of relief. Although they knew that Kamado Tanjiro and Kamado Nezuko were not dead, they still felt uneasy.

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Ke Ling was silent for a moment. It was normal for Kamado Tanjiro not to come to the village. After all, he had a sister who had turned into a ghost with him.

Judging from the attitudes of these villagers, I'm afraid they are all familiar with Kamado Nezuko. Kamado Tanjiro will definitely not risk exposure by bringing his sister to the village.

"How's your investigation going? Did you find any clues?"

After sighing for a moment, the militiaman asked Ke Ling again, his expression softening.

"I found out that it was not done by humans, but by ghosts."

Ke Ling's expression was serious, and he was carefully observing the expressions of these villagers.

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"Ghost? What is this guy talking about?"

"What the hell? Isn't that in the story?"

The villagers were in an uproar and questioned Ke Ling's words. They began to look at Ke Ling strangely.

Ke Ling instantly understood that it was not a well-known thing that there were creatures like ghosts in this world. What about the existence of ghost hunters?

"Are you a ghost hunter?!"

Among the villagers who were in an uproar, an old man stood up with some scrutiny in his eyes.

"Uncle Sanlang, don't listen to his nonsense. There are no ghosts and ghost hunters. They are just old legends!"

The majority of the villagers who disagreed with Ke Ling's words were obviously young people, while the silent ones were mostly older people.

The old man was Saburo who lived at the foot of the mountain. The reason why Ke Ling was surrounded was actually due to him.

He saw a man carrying a knife coming down the mountain in a hurry, so he quickly notified the village militiamen.

"Yes, I'm a ghost hunter."

Ke Ling directly put on a vest for himself. Who said ghosts can't be ghost hunters? Vampires can also be vampire hunters.

However, ghosts and ghost hunters are not known to the world. They are only spread among the elderly and have been regarded as legends by young people. This is something Ke Ling did not expect.

Maybe it's because of the times? Japan had completed Westernization during the Taisho period, so the ancient local legends were no longer taken seriously by these young people who grew up during the Meiji period?

"I don't care if you are a ghost hunter or not. The police station will be responsible for the Kamado family's affairs. For Tanjiro's sake, please leave the village as soon as possible."

The militiaman obviously didn't believe it, but instead of forcing Ke Ling to be sent to the police station, he asked Ke Ling to leave.

"Okay, thank you."

Ke Ling nodded simply. From the villagers' turbulent conversation, he already knew what he wanted to know, and there was no need to stay here longer.

Under the vigilant gaze of the militiamen, Ke Ling left the village.

Walking outside the village, for some reason, Ke Ling suddenly felt some resonance with a profession that also specialized in killing monsters.

However, compared to ghost hunters, the scope of business of demon hunters should be wider. The supernatural creatures in the wizarding world are at least known, and they are more dangerous than this world.

"The flow rate of time is about 1:1, and only three or four days have passed here."

Walking on the path in the mountains and forests, Ke Ling summarized the gains from this trip down the mountain. First of all, the flow of time has been clear, which is very important.

Secondly, he knew that he had to hide the knife. It was impossible to throw it. If a fight broke out during the day, he couldn't rely on his claws, but could only rely on the knife and gun.

Ke Ling found some hay and wrapped it around the knife. Although it was a bit of a cover-up, at least it was no longer so conspicuous.

While looking for hay, Ke Ling also verified another thing. When the shadow wolf kills an animal, it will also produce that kind of blood feedback.

It's just that the blood gas feedback received is very weak. Of course, this may also be related to the fact that the animals killed are too weak.

Although the shadow wolf cannot exist under the sun, it is still fine in the shadows of the mountains and forests. It can still help with hunting.

"The rats in this mountain are really unlucky."

Ke Ling complained that his title of [Hundred Rats Killer] was really no joke.

As soon as he glanced over, the rat that jumped out didn't dare to move, and was immediately slapped to death by the shadow wolf.

"I wonder if killing a hundred other creatures would have a similar effect, or is it because the rats are too weak?"

Ke Ling began to think that besides rats, the things he killed the most so far seemed to be monkeys and the mechanical guards of biotechnology companies.

The next update should be very late~~~