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"Is your current self still your own?"

He raised his head and looked at Lin Shi, who had ghostly eyes in front of him, and snapped his fingers lightly.

The next moment, all the memories about the hand ghost's death, as well as the memory of being rebuilt by himself, stuffed into memory, until crawling out of the blood pool, all flowed into the hand ghost's mind.

I am already dead?

Feeling the memory that flowed into my mind, the scary face of the hand ghost is like changing faces in Sichuan opera, with various expressions staged in turn.

Finally, under Lin Shi's curious gaze, the Hand Ghost, whose expression was twisted to the extreme, punched his own head.

"Well, it seems that the person involved should not be satisfied."

Not wanting to answer is also an answer.

Looking at the hand ghost who made this choice, Lin Shi could only shrug his shoulders helplessly.

There is no way to test whether this is considered as the resurrected Lin Shi, so he temporarily put aside this half of the philosophical problem, and started to care about more realistic things.

Controlling this headless body, Lin Shi also crossed the dividing line between the dark cave and the outside world.

The bright sunshine also sprinkled on this headless body.

After an instant.

That headless body, like a dead wood thrown into the flames, was continuously reduced to ashes at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ten seconds later, the huge body of Hand Ghost was completely reduced to ashes under the sunlight, and disappeared before Lin Shi's eyes.

#"It's really not that easy to directly overcome the defect of Ghost Blood's fear of the sun..."

Touching his chin, Lin Shi was not surprised by this result.

Simply wanting to prevent sunlight from destroying itself, that headless body that is essentially composed of its own cells doesn't even need a second.

Directly on the skin, it is enough to create a layer of stratum corneum that blocks sunlight.

However, this was not the way he wanted, so he forcibly intervened to prevent the body from overcoming the sunlight through similar tricks.

As far as the result is concerned, the body of the hand ghost, which should have been reduced to ashes within a few seconds, persisted for more than ten seconds before completely dissipating.

Through this deadly self-destruction experiment, Lin Shi also roughly understood the mode of operation of the talent of ultimate life.

First of all, as the basis of this ability, I don't know if it can be called a cell, but for the sake of understanding and naming, I still call it a cell, which constitutes the tissue of my body.

These "cells" can continue to change according to their own will, and when they encounter obstacles, they will begin to evolve.

Regardless of whether this obstacle is an objective obstacle or a subjective obstacle.

Because of the dark environment, night vision has evolved.

Because I wanted to read the memory, I took the initiative to evolve the function of being able to read the memory.

However, this ability to evolve is not without limits.

——At least you can't evolve into omniscient and omnipotent on the spot when you let yourself acquire this ability.

When there are materials as a reference, the speed of evolution can be greatly increased.

Under normal circumstances, I don't know how much time it will take to evolve the regenerative ability that ignores the conservation of mass.

But after eating a piece of bread, his own cells immediately acquired the ability of ghosts through imitation!

Although there are still some small problems for the time being...

However, no problem!

……

Standing under the sun, ghosting the muscles and bones of his right hand, Lin Shi also drew out the sun wheel knife from his waist.

Aim at the dark cave in front of you with a wave.

Accompanied by a roar like an explosion, a sword mark several meters long that divided the cave into two halves appeared before Lin Shi's eyes.

"Sure enough, the material is too bad..."

Lin Shi was also a little dissatisfied looking at his own destructive power.

The blood on the hand ghost, which originated from Onimai Tsuji, has deteriorated too much.

This is true whether it is regenerative ability or strength.

Although it only takes some time, I can make this inferior material overcome the sunlight, and even let it evolve to a level beyond the ancestor of ghosts.

However, that would be too laborious and time consuming.

Instead of strengthening the junk materials to a sufficient level, it is better to use more excellent materials to strengthen them from the beginning!

What's more, I still have the identity of a player.

Hand ghosts, a fledgling fish like Tanjiro, could be dealt with. After eliminating them, he didn't get any points.

From the looks of it, even if you don't mention the mission assigned by the game, if you want to get points for this mission, you need at least an enemy at the Twelve Ghost Moon level.

However, Lin Shi has no interest in Xiaxian at all, and there is no fixed position for Xiaxian in the original book, except for one member of the Xiaxian, so it is really troublesome to find it.

On the contrary, there are a few windings, and I know a little more about their clues...

After thinking about it and deciding on his next goal, Lin Shi also turned around and left the cave, walking towards the direction where the nearby humans gathered.

Chapter 40: Yoshihara and the Oiran

Hinomoto, Yoshihara.

2}-6{ <-In this era when even electric lights are a bit extravagant, this place has long been a brightly lit sleepless street.

Whenever night falls, this place full of luxurious and luxurious desires will usher in its own time.

No matter men or women, it was as if they had come to some blissful place. All they could see on their faces were the ambiguous smiles full of ambiguity.

Walking on the extremely noisy and bustling flower street, when I came to Lin, who had been in this world for several days, it was ironic for the first time that I felt a trace of modern atmosphere.

Especially looking at those well-dressed guys in suits and leather shoes, with a polite look, walking on the streets of Yoshiwara, the feeling of irony became more and more intense.

Probably because this is a place where filth and filth are hidden, there are ghosts of winding strings hiding in it.

Looking at the street of flowers and willows in front of him, Lin Shi also thought with a hint of mockery.

"Look, it's Warahime Oiran of Kyogokuya!"

At this moment, along with the sound of commotion, several excited voices, accompanied by the sound of musical instruments playing, also reached Lin Shi's ears.

Turning his head to look, Lin Shi saw a beautiful figure surrounded by several attendants, wearing luxurious and heavy clothes, and wooden clogs five or six inches long.

Through the noisy whispers around her, Lin Shi also learned that this oiran named Fern Ji seemed to have just debuted and is now gaining popularity.

Lin Shi is not clear about the mysterious and mysterious things like aura.

But just by taking a look, through his own eyes that can distinguish electromagnetic waves that humans cannot capture, and accurately judge the difference between human and non-human, Lin Shi has already confirmed the identity of the other party.

If these people knew that this highly sought-after oiran was a man-eating ghost who could crush them to death with one finger, how would they feel?

Unexpectedly, just after arriving in Jiyuan, he directly spotted Lin Shi, the target, and he couldn't help but have a wicked thought.

However, although he really didn't like this place, Lin Shi didn't hate it to the extent that he wanted to watch a bloody tragedy here on the spot.

After remembering the storefront of the ghost who was aliased as Fern Ji, Lin Shi, who needed to make some preparations, also quietly left the street in Huakui Road, which was being staged at the moment.

……

Sure enough, humans are only useful for this.

After finishing the long Oiran Road, and returning to the shop of Kyogokuya where she stayed under the pseudonym Warahime this time, Rakuhime was also in a very happy mood.

Only beautiful things have the value of existence!

Although Luo Ji is extremely confident in her beauty, she doesn't think anyone can surpass her.

But looking at the ugly appearance of those weak human beings who crazily praised her beauty, so she was so crazy, but still couldn't get it, Luo Ji could feel her own beauty more and more!

Even though she has stayed on the street of Yoshiwara for a hundred years, and often changed her identity to become an oiran, Fallen Princess still didn't feel the slightest bit of boredom about this pleasure.

Even if it is because of this that she needs to show her face frequently and is easy to be targeted by ghost hunters, Luo Ji doesn't care.

Anyway, a mere ghost hunter is no match for him as Shangxian Lu!

"Fern Ji, there is a rich guest outside..."

Accompanied by a knock on the door, the lady proprietress of Jingjiya opened the door of Luo Ji's room with a happy smile.

Originally, he wanted to see the oiran, but according to Yoshihara's rules, he had to come three times and pay for the banquet to express his sincerity. In the end, it was up to the oiran's eyes to decide whether the guests could see the oiran.

——But this guest gave too much!

Things like rules and the bottom line are things that serious people talk about.

As long as enough money is given, their bottom line is that there is no bottom line!

Looking at the proprietress who was smiling so happily, Luo Ji also frowned slightly, her eyes became cold.

She wanted to become an oiran, but only to gain the eyes of others who marveled at her beauty, not to become a cash cow for these old bustards.

The unauthorized action of the proprietress in front of her also made Luo Ji feel a little uncomfortable.

"...Fern Ji, even if it's just to deal with it, we can't afford to offend such a generous guest..."

The proprietress, who originally wished for a golden light in her eyes, finally recovered a little sobriety after seeing Luo Ji's cold eyes that made her feel inexplicably cold in her heart.

For some reason, looking at Fern Ji Huakui in front of her, the proprietress always feels a little hairy in her heart. She is the boss, but she is always a head shorter than her, completely unable to raise the will to resist the other party.

"Forget it, it's just a meeting..."

Seeing that she has just become an oiran and can enjoy several years of praise, Luo Ji reluctantly let go of the proprietress in front of her.

=7{2/6* *% After walking out of the door on the second floor and condescendingly seeing the customer who is said to be a big spender surrounded by girls in the store, Luo Ji suddenly stopped pace.

"Since you are a distinguished guest, you really shouldn't abide by those rules."

As if she had suddenly figured it out, Luo Ji, who suddenly showed a beautiful smile, also turned her head and said to the proprietress beside her.

"I'm going to call him now!"

The proprietress was immediately overjoyed, as if she was afraid that Luo Ji would change her mind, she hurried down the stairs.

Staring closely at the guest downstairs, Luo Ji couldn't help licking the corner of her mouth with her tender tongue.

Luo Ji has always been extremely picky about her food.

Ugly and aging human beings, she is not even interested in looking at them, only beautiful people are worthy of being her food!

Originally, it was just to avoid trouble and just want to deal with it casually.

However, Luo Ji did not expect that the appearance of that generous guest was so in line with her taste!

Since she became a ghost, it was the first time that Luo Ji met a boy who made her salivate just by looking at him!

Even, for the first time, Luo Ji had the idea that it would be a pity to eat the other party at once.

Such a young man who suits my appetite, the next time I meet, I don't know how many years it will take...

Rather than...

Just keep it by your side, taste the blood from time to time, wait until the moment before he starts to age and become ugly, and eat it completely!

Just thinking about it this way, I feel that the next day seems to be a lot happier for Luo Ji, and there is an extremely cruel and charming smile on her face.

Chapter 41: "Coincidentally, I'm not joking either"

As soon as he entered Hua Kui's room, Lin Shi felt an extremely strong gaze staring at him closely.

If it weren't for knowing that with the fallen girl in front of him, he couldn't even see the identity of the swordsman of the Ghost Slayer Squad at a glance, and his perception could only be described as tragedy. Lin Shi almost felt that he had exposed his identity.

"Then, please talk slowly..."

Holding the inspected and heavy gold bars in her arms, the lady proprietress of Kyogoku House closed the door for the two of them with a smile on her face.

After entertaining Lin Shi to sit down, Luo Ji also picked up the wine cup for the first time, and poured a glass for Lin Shiman herself.

Ordinary human beings have never been looked down upon by Luo Ji, and most of them are not even qualified to be food.