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

Perhaps, this is the so-called dowry earning.

I'm just an ordinary doctor. Have you ever seen a doctor do this kind of work?

After hearing the secretary's words, Qingzang only felt his facial muscles twitch crazily.

Yes yes yes, you are just an ordinary doctor.

You are just an ordinary doctor who can scare me with your aura, crush a real knife with two fingers, and your swordsmanship is far beyond that of Suhe.

With a helpless look on his face, Qingzang knew that if he wanted the secretary to help him with his work, it was undoubtedly hopeless.

After seeing Qing Zang's expression, Secretary Secretary laughed.

I came here this time to tell you one thing, Lianxue said that today is her birthday, and asked you to go home early.

After finishing speaking, Secretary Secretary turned around and walked towards a bustling street.

How can there be no presents at a birthday party?

He was stunned for a moment, and then Qingzang reacted.

After careful consideration in his mind, he was surprised to find that tonight was indeed his daughter's birthday.

For a moment, the man who had been laughing and joking fell into depression.

In the past years, Lianxue's birthday has always been Qingzang's biggest moment.

As a rough man, he doesn't know what gifts to buy for girls.

Just as he was crossing his arms and his face was full of anxiety, he suddenly thought of the direction the secretary had gone before leaving.

Suddenly his eyes lit up, he hurriedly talked to the place where he worked, and then ran towards the direction where the secretary left.

Still want to run?I will pull you to buy gifts with me today.

Thinking of the dazed and entangled look that the secretary would show when picking out gifts with himself, Qingzang only felt that the depression in his heart had dissipated.

However, when he found the secretary, he froze there.

Holding two bags in one hand, the secretary had obviously picked out the presents.

what's wrong with you

His speech became a little hesitant, and Qingzang's face was full of disbelief.

Qingzang, why are you here?

With a hint of doubt on his face, the Secretary walked by his side and patted him on the shoulder.

Be quick if you want to buy gifts, or the market will be closed soon.

Although the tone of the other party's words was full of concern, Qingzang sounded like he always felt uncomfortable.

After seeing the smile on Secretary Secretary's face, he knew that the other party seemed to want to see his tangled expression.

Quickly grabbing the secretary who was about to leave, Qingzang said.

Don't go, you've finished shopping anyway, tell me the key points of buying gifts.

With a slight smile, Si Shu Qingzang slowly took down his hand.

Is there any better gift for a dad than your birthday party?

After speaking, Secretary Secretary waved his hand and left the market.

Only Qingzang stayed where he was, as if he was savoring what the Secretary had just said.

As night fell, Si Shu and others gathered at Suliu Dojo and held a grand birthday party for Lianxue.

Now, after a period of drug treatment, her physical fitness is much stronger than when the secretary and the others first came.

Wearing a pointed birthday hat on her head, Lianxue's face is full of happy smiles.

While accepting the gift, she nodded her thanks, tears of joy welled up in the corner of Lianxue's eyes.

Since my mother died, I don't know how long I haven't been very happy.

On the other hand, Qingzang looked at the happy Lianxue with a hint of relief in his eyes.

Secretary Secretary and others came to Suliu Dojo, it was really the most correct decision he made himself.

Laughing, the secretary slapped Komaji on the back, as if encouraging him to say something.

At this moment, his expression suddenly changed.

His brows were slightly furrowed, and the smile on his face disappeared instantly.

Zhu Shi at the side noticed the strangeness of the secretary, turned his head to look, and a question flashed in his eyes.

Gently nodding, Secretary Secretary gave her a gesture to tell Zhu Shi not to frighten them.

Finding a reason to get out of the room, the secretary then jumped onto the roof and looked towards the town.

At this moment, in the bustling town, a large number of strange-looking life forms appeared at some point.

Scarlet eyes, rancid smell, no concealment of the desire for humans.

According to the tattered clothes on their bodies, the identities of these monsters can be barely recognized.

These guys are all disciples of the swordsmanship dojo.

In other words, when they were human beings, they were disciples of the dojo.

These guys have all turned into ghosts.

Although I have doubts in my heart, now is not the time to think about it.

With a pull of his right hand from his waist, the Sun Wheel Knife has been unsheathed.

Chapter 82 Countdown to Death

Since the disappearance of people in the small town has disappeared for a long time, there are more pedestrians and tourists on the road at night.

The night market is brightly lit, people come and go, and people laughing everywhere.

Small vendors on both sides of the street are also shouting loudly, trying to attract some tourists to stop and look at their products.

But at this moment, those ghostly disciples of the swordsmanship dojo appeared.

Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't hurt you.

A well-dressed man with a gentle smile on his face apologized after bumping into someone.

Stretching out his hand to help him up from the ground, he suddenly felt that something was wrong with the human in front of him.

Tattered clothes, a wandering spirit, and a knife pinned to his waist.

Judging from the attire, it seems to be a disciple of the dojo.

Sir, may I ask you

Before the man finished speaking, he was startled by the disciple who raised his head.

The facial features were replaced by a huge eye, and there was a small mouth around it, and slender and smooth tongues were popping out of the small mouth.

Feeling the wetness and nausea of ​​his tongue licking his face, the terrified man couldn't bear it anymore.

A monster, a monster!

Turning around, he no longer cared about his gentlemanly demeanor, and wanted to leave this place even when he was scrambling.

Not long after climbing out, the man suddenly felt a pain in his chest.

Looking down, at some point, a sharp samurai sword had pierced his chest.

Blood flowed out like a gurgling stream, and soon stained his clothes red.

help me.

Kneeling on the ground, a trace of despair flashed in the man's eyes.

At the last moment of his life, he saw a black shadow appearing above him.

That was the leaping ghost disciple, who was planning to hunt and kill it and turn it into his own food.

The encounter of the gentleman man is just a small microcosm, and similar situations are everywhere in the small town.

The bustling town is already a place for humans and a paradise for evil spirits.

Before they became ghosts, these disciples had strengths beyond ordinary humans.

After being transformed into ghosts, they may still be vulnerable in the eyes of Heishimou, but in the eyes of ordinary people, they are all existences like gods of death.

In addition, they are extremely familiar with the town, and they know quite well where there will be more humans.

Not afraid of knives, guns, or flames, none of the weapons in the hands of civilians can hurt them.

Even if some young people fight them with the idea of ​​dying together, they will be easily torn apart by them.

This small town is completely a predation ground for these ghostly disciples.

One by one, they fell on humans, and then began to eat each other's flesh and blood to make themselves stronger.

The screams of evil spirits and the wailing of human beings resounded in this world.

Just at this moment, a figure appeared.

A demon with hands swollen several times, as if wearing gloves, first noticed the opponent's arrival.

With a low growl, he licked his lips and rushed over.

The town is only that big, and there are only so many human beings, and if one is eaten, one will be lost.

The competition between ghosts and ghosts is completely vicious, and because of the instinct to become stronger, he intends to strike first.

Be my food obediently!

With its mouth wide open, the glove ghost's face is full of greedy desire to eat.

The right fist swung out and hit the opponent's chest.

He prefers to suck the human heart than the brain protected by the hard skull.

Earlier, with his pair of fists, he pierced through the chests of four humans.

In my own eyes, the other party will be the fifth!

Saliva was subconsciously secreted from the mouth, and the gauntlet ghost couldn't wait to eat.

Just as he was laughing wildly, he suddenly felt a chill in his body.

Later, he was surprised to find that his field of vision became two parts at some point.

Each field of vision is only half of the previous one.

Immediately afterwards, an unbearable pain came, flooding his brain instantly.Read the book

At this moment, he realized that he was injured.

I was actually cut in half by the man just now!

The glove ghost wanted to roar, but there was a burning pain from the cut section.

This feeling is ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times stronger than the pain he felt when he was burned in the human period.

oooooooo!

There was a wail in the throat, and flames shot out from the separated two parts of the gauntlet ghost.

Amid remorse, confusion and fear, he was burned to the dust of the world.

After annihilating the gauntlet ghost with one blow, there was no trace of excitement on Secretary Si's face.

This was already the No. 13 ghost he had eliminated tonight, but the cries for help from humans showed no signs of weakening.

How many people have turned into ghosts, and what happened in the sword dojo.

Turning his head, Secretary Secretary looked in the direction of the swordsmanship dojo, and then rushed out.

Running with all his strength, he soon came to the door of the dojo.

Walking in, the first thing Secretary Secretary saw was a skeleton that had been eaten and only a trace of flesh and blood remained.

And beside this skeleton, there are dozens of human corpses.

With a simple calculation, the Secretary calculated the approximate number of disciples who turned into ghosts.