Blazing Angel of Demon Slayer

The third street is different from the tidy and hard masonry ground of other streets. The ground here is a dirt road, the kind of road that is difficult to walk when it rains, and the houses on both sides are also dry and low, which looks dilapidated .

"Well, I'm afraid you don't know, but this kind of place has the least ghosts."

"I just came to Asakusa, and I thought ghosts would hide in dark and remote corners, like some places here."

"But in fact, they should live comfortably. They like bright and grand places, and only cockroaches and mice like dark corners, and ghosts are also disgusting."

Chuan Liu's mind was a little heavy, because from the slightly ironic words of Hojo Chaji, he noticed a terrible fact.

"Ghosts, especially powerful ghosts, their minds are no longer confused, and they can live a leisurely life hidden in the sea of ​​people like ordinary people."

"And they did."

"Tell me, if one day the existence of ghosts is completely known to the world, will they choose to fight to the death, or will they long to become such immortal creatures? Even if they must eat people and cannot see the light."

"Especially those who are in high positions among human beings, but their bodies are no longer in their prime, and they are troubled by their own age."

"When the choice is on the table, what will they choose? How will most of humanity take sides?"

Chuan Liushi's words made Hojo Tea Temple suddenly feel a chill, like the cold wind in January, whistling like a knife, cutting on the body, cold and stinging.

Hojo Tea Temple soon felt excited, but thinking of the character of Onimai Tsuji that Zhu Shi had told him, he reluctantly said: "Don't worry about this kind of thing."

"Onimai Tsuji himself doesn't want to create too many ghosts, he is afraid of variables like you and me."

"He is tyrannical and does whatever he wants, and he only creates ghosts based on his own likes and dislikes, so that day will never happen."

Most of what he said was to comfort himself.

Chuanliu looked up at the dark, moonless sky, and sighed, "I hope so, I hope Kimai Tsuji will continue to do as he pleases."

"I don't want to see such a world."

Chuanliu suddenly felt a little nervous and hesitant. This annihilation plan may not be a good thing. If it does not succeed, it is likely to drag the world into a war of blood and fire.

Chapter 158 The Scary Ghost Lair

On the desolate and dark third street, Hojo Tea Temple and Chuan Liu were chatting with a heavy heart, and a bright light appeared about 20 meters ahead.

The place of light is the exit of Third Street. At the end of the dirty and money-losing Third Street, there is an alley near the entrance of the bright and beautiful rich district.

"Go ahead and turn left, I believe you should be able to find him with your sense of smell."

"I'm a little tired, so I won't go with you."

The more tired he was, the hungrier Hojo Tea Temple became. Although he was used to it, it was not a comfortable feeling after all. After bringing Chuan Liushi here, he planned to go back to Zhu Shi's mansion to rest first.

At this time, a man who was leaning on the wall next to him and hiding his body in the shadows without light came out slowly.

"Two brothers, are you going to the commercial street for consumption?"

"How about lending me some money, brother?"

While speaking, he shook his fingers, and a sharp dagger was beating between his fingers, which seemed quite flexible.

The street in front of the rich area has a variety of shops and buildings, ranging from small snack shops to Asakusa Bank. Kamakura Studio is located here.

People on Third Street generally don't come here, unless they are just passing by and want to take a shortcut for consumption.

Fujino would stay here occasionally, robbing some clean-looking people for extra money.

He glanced at the man as he passed by, he was a skinny young man with sloppy clothes and curly hair.

Withdrawing his gaze, he said to Hojo Tea Temple: "Then be careful on the way back, this time is the time when ghosts are active."

Fujino was furious. He didn't expect his words to be completely ignored. This was the first time he took a step forward and approached Chuanliu and said, "Are you not sure about the situation?"

Hojo Chaji also nodded at this time, and said: "Well, but only Aki Sasaki is chasing me, it's okay, you can go about your own business at ease."

Fujino's body froze in place, being ignored again made him a little mad, he took a deep breath, pointed the dagger at Chuan Liu's left chest, and said madly: "Please, how about respecting my profession? "

"I'm fucking robbing! Look down on me, do you two want to die?"

Hojo Chaji didn't bother to answer, so he turned around and left the same way, while Fujino's eyes widened, feeling his self-esteem shattered into pieces, did he become transparent?

He reached out to pull Hojo Chaji, vowing to make him look good.

But as soon as he turned around, Chuan Liu's palm was like lightning, pinching Fujino's jaw and forcing him to look at him.

Fujino grinned in pain, and said angrily, "Let go of me, you're courting death."

Chuan Liu said calmly: "If I don't let go, what will happen to you?"

It stands to reason that Fujino should be happy that someone finally answered his words, but he felt uneasy and felt chills all over his body.

Anxiety quickly turned into malice, Fujino glared at Chuanliu fiercely, then raised his arm to stab Chuanliu, but was shocked to find that his hand was empty, and the dagger fell onto Chuanliu at some point hands.

"It is because of the existence of you people that I am so worried about the terrible world in the future, chop suey."

Selfishness among human beings, those who harm others and benefit themselves have existed since ancient times. Regardless of the identity of ghosts, Kiwu Tsuji is not a selfish person, his hands are covered with blood for his own selfish desires.

Disgust appeared in Chuan Liushi's eyes, he casually stabbed the dagger into Fujino's thigh, and threw him to the rear wall with a bang.

Without using all his strength, the wall just trembled without breaking. Fujino slowly slid down, still breathing weakly, but passed out from serious injuries.

However, a large piece of blood flowed from Fujino's thigh. If no one passed by and called the doctor for a short time, he would lose blood and die in a coma.

Chuanliu's footsteps paused slightly, but then a stern look flashed in his eyes, and he left here.

"Evil people are like ghosts, death is not a pity."

The hostility of Chuanliu was a lot stronger in the battle after battle, and his thinking was gradually changed, and he no longer believed that all human beings were worthy of protection, which was different from the thinking of the Ghost Killing Squad.

The Ghost Killing Squad has a rule that they are not allowed to attack humans, even if they are out-and-out villains, they can only be arrested and handed over to the police station.

A seed is buried in the soil, and I don't know when it will break out of the ground.

On a moonless night, there is no bright moonlight, and the world outside Asakusa is pitch black, with countless nocturnal animals looking for food.

But Asakusa is filled with bright lights that are somewhat dazzling, and not only white light, but also colored light similar to neon lights.

Occasionally, there is a black retro car driving slowly on the road, and the people inside are either rich or noble.

No, not retro, but cars of this era look like this.

When I was in a trance, I even felt that I had returned to my previous life.

But one after another, the clear smell of ghosts penetrated into Chuanliu Shi's nose, reminding him that he was still in the world of ghosts.