Ghost Slayer: The Great Swordsman System at the beginning, our teacher follows the country

"Uncle Inoue, how is your injury?"

"Ozawa, you are still so naughty."

Faced with the warm greetings from the townspeople, the secretary naturally responded enthusiastically to them.

After Tanjiro helps a young man get rid of a crime he was framed for, the secretary separates from him.

After spending most of the day, he bought the promised gift and bought some other things according to his own ideas.

After meeting at the agreed meeting place, Secretary Shu and Tanjiro walked towards the mountain.

"God, it's getting late."

Looking up at the sun at dusk, Secretary Secretary said calmly.

"Let's go a little faster."

"Sorry, I wasted time."

Tanjiro lowered his head, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

It was all because of him, otherwise, they would have gone back at this time.

"It's okay, you are also here to help others."

Waving his hand, the Secretary signaled him not to take it to heart.

After walking for a while, a house appeared in front of the two of them.

"Isn't this Tanjirou, there is still a secretary, do you still want to go to the mountains?"

"Well, grandpa Sanlang, don't worry, I have a good nose and I won't get lost."

"I'm not worried about you getting lost."

With a serious face, Saburo's voice was a little low.

"At night, ghosts will appear."

The moment Sanlang said these words, the brows of the originally plain secretary frowned instantly.

After looking at the sun that had almost set, he looked at the mountains in the distance.

As early as when he entered the town, he felt a little familiar.

And now the appearance of Saburo made him confirm the doubts in his heart.

The townspeople who greeted each other, the young man who was framed for the cat, and Saburo who kept people away.

The combination of various elements is pointing to the same thing.

Today was the day he had been waiting for.

Glancing at the Secretary who suddenly made a big move, Saburo continued.

"Why don't you stay here tonight..."

"We can't live here!"

Interrupting his words, the secretary tore off the bamboo basket behind Tanjiro.

Stuffing the bags and bamboo baskets containing the gifts into Saburo's hands, Secretary Shu spoke quickly.

"Put these things here first, please take a look."

After finishing speaking, Secretary Secretary didn't wait for Saburo's reply, he pulled Tanjiro and ran out.

And Saburo stared at the secretary and Tanjiro who were going away, and froze there.

"Mr. Secretary, what's the matter with you?"

Being pulled by the secretary's arm, Tanjiro felt that his body was almost torn in two.

Rather than saying that he was running after him, it would be better to say that he was dragged away by the secretary.

"Remember what I told you, today is the day I've been waiting for."

With a serious expression, the secretary looked at Tanjiro, his eyes revealing an unprecedented solemnity.

"Listen, when you go back, stay in the house with your family, no matter what happens, don't come out."

"But……"

Tanjiro was about to say something when he was interrupted by the secretary.

"There is nothing but, you just need to know that this is a matter of your life, and I will not harm you."

Hearing what the secretary said, Tanjiro nodded without asking any more questions.

Looking at the secretary and Tanjiro who ran back, Aoie and Tanjuro's faces were full of doubts.

"It's too late to explain, just hide it!"

Pushing Tanjiro into the house, the secretary then slammed the door shut.

After finishing this, he brought a piece of wood and sat on it.

Looking straight ahead, looking at the only way up, the secretary didn't speak.

The night wind blows quietly, and the winter snowflakes float slowly.

Gradually, the noisy voices in the house also disappeared, leaving only deathly silence.

Pull out the sun wheel knife and insert it on the ground, and the Secretary crossed his hands together and put it on the handle of the knife.

After an unknown amount of time, a familiar aura suddenly appeared in his perception.

Guiwu Tsuji is miserable, coming.

Chapter 208 You chase after me

While the secretary was waiting, a tall and thin figure appeared from the foot of the mountain.

Pale face, red eyes, wearing black clothing, a black round hat on his head.

The stern face was full of flatness, but there was a trace of anger in the depths of his eyes.

Over the past few years, Oni Wu Tsuji has been in a very bad mood.

There are many reasons, and none of them can be solved.

First of all, there are more and more ghosts who "do not listen to discipline" during the Twelve Ghost Months.

For example, the zero remainder of the fourth on the second string is a good example.

When facing ordinary swordsmen, Ling Yuzi will show his powerful strength of Twelve Ghost Moons.

Kill it without hesitation, and then devour it.

When she faced a pillar-level swordsman, she would run away without hesitation, without the slightest thought of confrontation.

Wu Mi couldn't accept the behavior of his subordinates. In his opinion, this was already a way of frantically testing his own bottom line.

The purpose of giving them powerful power, infinite life, and immortal body is to let them find the blue flower and solve the swordsmen of the ghost killing team for me.

But Ling Yuzi's approach is equivalent to that I only play small soldiers, and I don't care about the elites behind. The same is true for missions. The most important thing is to save your life.

If he hadn't found a suitable ghost to replace him, Wu Mi would have killed him long ago.

What is the purpose of forming Twelve Ghost Moons? Isn't it to allow oneself to achieve their own goals in a safe situation?

Things like lower strings are dead, and it would be great to replace a human column-level swordsman.

Even if there is no way to change one by one, it is acceptable to change arms, legs and so on.

Winding is the core of Twelve Ghost Moons, and it is far from comparable to windings that have been changed in several batches over hundreds of years.

Except Ling Yuzi, there are Tong Mo and Shang Xian Lu.

Tong Mo 100 years ago brought back Shang Xian Lu who was still a human being, and after Wu Mi's consent, he was transformed into a ghost.

I thought it was just Tong Mo's whim, but I didn't expect that the strange-looking human turned into one of the top strings in the end.

Even though he was only at the bottom of the top six, Wu Mi himself was a little curious about that peculiar ability.

What is even more unacceptable is that because of Tong Mo, Shang Xianlu and him seem a little too close.

The two ghosts are both innocent and annoying in terms of behavior and style.

Among the six ghosts that were wound up, two ghosts were like this. As the "boss", Wu Mi can be said to be quite helpless and disgusted.

A few days ago, he got information from Tong Mo about the progress of his search for the "Blue Flower of the Other Side".

However, what was obtained, apart from some old-fashioned legends, was useless false information.

Angry, Wu Mi chose to come out for a walk to relax.

After casually killing a few human beings who didn't have long eyes, he felt that he was in a much better mood.

But now, he wanted to find a place to rest temporarily.

The high-end shoes creaked and creaked as they stepped on the snow.

Step by step, Wu Mi walked slowly towards the top.

"Whoo~"

Walking to the top, he saw Zaomen's house.

And not far from the house, there is a snowman.

"There are humans living here?"

A trace of doubt flashed in his pupils, and then Wu Mi walked towards the house.

It would be better to have a house, and save him from getting his clothes dirty.Read the book

After killing the owner of the house, the house is his own.

For some reason, after walking more than ten meters, Wu Mi suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

"What does it feel like?"

As soon as his expression changed, Wu Mi could clearly feel the abnormality in the cells in his body.

The steps became smaller and smaller, and while walking, he also looked around, trying to find the reason for this feeling.

But no matter how he searched, there were only wind and snow, the forest, the house, and the snowman around him.

His heart was full of caution, he didn't know the truth of the matter, in order to prevent accidents, he planned to leave this weird place.

Just when he stopped and was about to turn around, there was a faint "click" sound in the originally silent environment.

The snowman in the distance suddenly slipped and fell a large cloud of snow, revealing what was hidden underneath.

"run!"

When he realized that there was something hidden under the snowman, Wu Mi jumped back and ran down the mountain.

At the same time, the air was filled with killing intent.

Wu Mi couldn't be more familiar with the feeling of violence, burning, anger and other complex emotions intertwined.

"Secretary!"

With a loud roar, Wu Mi's expression instantly became distorted.

He didn't know why he met the secretary here, and judging from his disguise as a snowman, he was still deliberately waiting for him.

"Take your life!"

Seeing Wu Mi who was running back, Secretary Secretary directly chased after him.

He was very sure that there was no flaw in his lurking, and his killing intent was restrained perfectly, without any leakage.

When he didn't know what happened to Wu Mi, he didn't leave after walking halfway.

When the distance between the two sides could not be narrowed, he had no choice but to choose to go first.

The sun wheel knife in his hand kept waving, and flames slashed out, cutting towards Wu Mi's legs.

Under life and death, Wu Mi also used all his strength.

The clothes on the upper body shattered instantly, and the arms turned into several tentacles, blasting to the ground.

The big snow was thrown by the tentacles and hit the secretary.