The Heavens: A Death Game From Ghost Slayer

“？"

Su Can had a question mark on his face.

"This is where you eat?"

Don't blame Su Can for a question mark, Dororo sat opposite, the beautiful waitress showed half a snow-white leather ball, and served on the side softly.

"Hey, hey." Dororo gave two dry laughs.

Su Can rolled her eyes.

Various sounds reach the ears, including women's laughter, men's cheers, and the sounds of three-line instruments, mixed with women's moans.

Raised eyebrows, playing so flower?

The woman behind him had a delicate palm and squeezed Su Can's shoulder softly, making him uncomfortable, but fortunately, the food was served quickly.

Ignoring it, Su Can ripped open his cheeks and ate wildly.

"This..."

Dororo looked at the speed of the other party's eating, and was shocked, there were really people who came to the Water Tea House to dry rice??? So a strange scene appeared, occasionally sounding in the place of great harmony of life, a handsome guy was concentrating on eating.

That's right, there are also refreshment-dressed women next to them.

"Is there anything strange about your samurai circle?"

Su Can is naturally not wronged, if it were not for the early completion of the advanced task, he would not be so anxious, after all, the task has a time limit, this has been a few days, there is no progress at all.

In addition to knowing that the two ghost cubs are still in this county.

It's really three feet into the ground, and Mao didn't find it.

In the past few days, the members of the ghost killing team are also searching, but they still find nothing.

"Weird? To be specific, my lord, there are strange things happening every day in samurai circles. Dororo's face was buried in the white flower ball.

"For example..... A good big living person, one night, suddenly disappeared and so on.

"There are no enemies seeking revenge, no corpses, and usually no news to leave."

"It's like people disappeared suddenly."

Slow Risley took a sip of water, and Su Can's tone was soothing, describing the unusual possibility.

“！"

As soon as the movement of Dororo's hand stopped, the obscene look disappeared from his face, and he reached out and pulled on the clothes of the refreshment girl who was about to fall, and ordered her to go out.

After the door was closed, his face was dark.

Then he asked, "Sir, I don't hide from you, there is a street where several samurai have died in the past few days, and all of them have no bodies, but blood has been spilled on the ground, and the people at the police station say that it is a vendetta."

Su Can could feel the other party's cryptic tone.

"However, the very exaggerated scratches in the house are obviously more like some kind of large beast..."

"Huh?"

"Where did I say? Take me!

Su Can put down the teapot.

Dororo's body shook, a little scared. "I'll take you over, can you let me go in large quantities today?"

Carefully saying this, Dororo looked at Su Can's face full of righteousness.

"No problem."

Su Can, who is not short of money, naturally does not care about this little thing, of course, lack of money will be another result.

"That... This meal...,"

Dororo swallowed.

"Is that enough?"

Su Can grabbed a handful of money and placed it on the table in front of Dororo. The goods immediately smiled, reached out and took it, spat and pinched the thickness with his thumb and forefinger.

Leaving the Water Tea House, when he went out, Dororo also pinched the butt of the guest girl, and smiled and said that he would come back in a while.

Follow Dororo around and through many corners.

The two came to a small courtyard.

"Sir, this is a samurai I know, no one from the police station has come, you hurry, if you are found here later, it will be closed."

Su Can bowed his head slightly.

Holding the Nikkawa knife, I went inside.

The house is not big or small, and when you enter from the entrance, you will see the messy furniture, which is very messy. Several rooms were opened, and nothing unusual until Su Can opened the bedroom.

As soon as you open the door, it is a wall that is poured red with blood.

There is a huge knife mark on it.

Or claw marks.

Su Can touched it, and there was a measure in his heart.

Then closed the door and retreated.

"The news is very useful, and today's events will be revealed."

Dororo Ichihi.

"Yet."

Before he could slip away, Su Can's voice sounded again. Secretly complaining in his heart, this matter is not something that people like him can participate in.

"My lord, you... You say.

Trembling, Dororo wept with a sad face.

And also do not sympathize with this guy, "Someone will come to be in charge of the exploration of this area at night, and you cooperate with them."

"Yes, my lord." Dororo cried bitterly in his heart.

"This is your punishment for taking me to the Water Tea House, of course, if you are very cooperative, I don't mind going to the Water Tea House again and accounting for me."

Beat a stick to give a sweet date.

Su Can naturally knew.

Don't look at this samurai hanger langdang's bullying and fearful death, judging from the cocoons on his hands, abdomen, wrists, legs, large and small scars.

There are many lives on the hands.

Even if he knows that he can't beat himself, he is still on guard, and when necessary, he dies.... Also bite off a piece of meat for Su Can.

"Huh."

Su Can chuckled, and the figure disappeared.

Dororo's pupils shrank, and his heart was shocked.

He can mix up to this day and is not dead, not by the slippery tongue, but by strength, in the face of people who are stronger than him, he will always show weakness, and then when the other party is paralyzed and despises him, he will use his fastest sword to kill the other party.

In order to stay alive, he hid a couple.

Many people died in contempt for him, and this samurai did not 'know him' as he said, but the day before yesterday, he heard a noise and came in to steal property, and then found this scene.

Now, Dororo's real vest is cold, and he can't see how the other party left. If you really do it, your sword skills will only humiliate yourself, and you will be a walker.

Life under the knife, death under the knife.

After a sword, either the enemy dies or he dies.

This swordsman who has no cocoon on his hands at all... Monster! Only monsters can be so strong. Extinguishing the crooked thoughts in his heart, Dororo still wants to live longer.

The "weapon" can't just rot on the corpse, there are still many women waiting for him to save ah.

Su Can and Dororo were entangled, and they could be regarded as acquainted.

Dororo is relatively short of money, and Su Can needs news.

Each takes what he needs, but Su Can cares more, how can the two mice know his movements in advance every time... Is there a ghost like a telescope?

Grabbed a little tail.

So.... Are your hole cards ready?

With a condensation of his gaze, Su Can converged his breath. Quickly searching on the roof, in the dark night, there was no footsteps, only the sound of the wind mixed with the hem of clothes.

The night he came to save people, he had an unusual sense of threat, but it was too weak, and Su Can didn't care, thinking that it was a ghost like reconnaissance.

After finding it, see how these two mice hide.

......

- Bang!

There was an explosion in the quiet night, and then it fell silent, and the silence of the night with the opening of windows and angry curses soaked the area.

"The Nighthawk is dead."

In the dark, someone was talking.

"What to do? What to do? That one.... When will it come? If it is found in advance.

"Shut up! Take care of your own hands and feet, these few people have enough for us to eat for a few days, and it must be us who hide well until the end survives.

"As long as you're not an idiot."

The latter added, and the harsh voice was a little gritted.