Not being human in Ghost Slayer: Blade

I saw the word 'Mie' under the cassock of the monk 'Namo Amitabha' in front of me.

"You are a ghost killer..."

Ka!

His teeth were trembling a little, and his whole body was trembling. Looking at the monk in front of him and not denying it, the ghost finally realized an abnormality.

From the beginning to the end, although tears were streaming down his face, the blood in front of his eyes did not make this monk-like giant shrink back, and at this moment, his hand had already touched the chain around his waist.

Walk forward slowly.

Retreat quickly.

call!

In the sound of the wind, the chain hammer danced.

"no, do not want...."

With a terrified scream, the vigorous 'knife' smashed down from the top of the sky, and the wind was violent and noisy, smashing the frightened and crying ghosts into meat paste on the spot.

The wound failed to heal as usual, and the special weapon of "Gorilla Crimson Sand Iron" turned the ghost's body into fly ash, which was annihilated in the wind and snow.

Then the tearful monk clasped his hands together:

"The six senses are pure!"

Sorrowful Islet Xingming.

The strongest man.

Tears flowed down my face.

It seemed that he was very sad that he couldn't stay even for a moment to do something for this family.

But this is helpless. Compared with the unfortunate people who have passed away, it is more important to protect the happiness of others that has not been destroyed. Bei Mingyu Xingming always thinks so.

Along the way, he has encountered too many such things that he has to take care of, wasting too much time, and it is impossible to reach the destination in a short time.

In the end, what caused the turmoil?

He raised his head and couldn't see anything, but he continued to move forward firmly.

......

"My friend, we seem to have drifted away and lost our books. We were happy together in the past. But now, we are incompatible, and we should go our separate ways."

Taking out the dead phone, sighing, Yinhe's eyes are dark:

"this is life."

Then he handed it to Kanae who had been sullen.

"If you want to lock the breath, this is probably the best way to use it."

Kanae took over, and since Yinhe hugged her to sleep and was hit by her younger sister, she has been stern, and she is also at this moment: "The crow will always follow you, and when the reinforcements arrive, they will immediately support."

"Well, I'm looking forward to it." Looking at the girl, Yinhe couldn't help but think back to the scene when he woke up before. When he woke up after falling asleep at some point, his eyes were white, and the scent of the girl lingered on the tip of his nose. The inside is warm and soft, and he just hugged her and fell asleep.

It feels like all the stress that has accumulated recently is swept away in an instant.

But when he woke up, there was Die Ninja with a ghostly face next to him, who seemed to be holding a knife and planning to do something. It was really scary. This little girl who has not lost her sister will not keep this character in the future.

Troubled.

The sun has gradually set on the western mountain, and the afterglow of winter when the devil is coming, carries a trace of coldness and chill.

At the door of Wisteria Flower's Butterfly House, there are only two people here.

"At any time, please live proudly, I wish you prosperity and prosperity."

Kneeling deeply on the ground, from the perspective of the Milky Way, you can only see the butterfly hair ornament that seems to be ready to fly away at any time, and after that, behind the bright black hair, the fair neck, the skin is like milk, Eye-catching, alluring.

Although she has a straight face, there is always a hint of softness unconsciously in her brows in the cold, all of which Yinhe knows.

Rather, it is obvious enough that the girl who smiled gently at everyone is cold to you.

Yinhe suddenly didn't want to say anything.

He felt pretty mean.

There are many reasons for choosing to leave. Of course, there are also scruples about the Demon Slayer Squad. After all, he is not Tanjirou. What do you think?

Yinhe is not so stupid to entrust his life to others.

But this way, she will be troubled.

Is a map and that information enough?

Some care.

Moreover, unlike usual, Kanae changed the uniform of the Demon Slayer Squad, and then put on a regular uniform, a plain dyed kimono.

very beautiful.

His face was also deliberately washed and groomed.

very beautiful.

Girls' emotions are always hazy and difficult to detect.Sometimes even myself is always caught in it unknowingly.She might not be unaware of Ginga's worries, but the proposal to send Ginga to Mt. Fujishiki was never brought up again.

"I'm a hypocrite." Suddenly, Yinhe said, "I'm an ordinary person born in a man-made environment with basic moral cultivation. I don't know what unknowable changes will happen to me in the environment that has changed suddenly. After all, things are impermanent.

I once read this sentence: If we don't first use a rule framework to enclose a space and stipulate how absolutely impossible things are, our territory will be constantly reduced in casual compromises.It is often said that there are exceptions to rules, but since they are rules, there should be no exceptions, and if there are no rules, there will be no exceptions.

Here, I promise you——

My rule is: don't kill, I take not to be killed as the code of action. "

It's snowing in the sky.

If you run in the rain, you will get wet faster. The same is true for running in the snow.

Snowflakes fell on the shoulders, on the head, and then were thrown behind again, and the wind howled.

Exhale a deep and long hot breath, and the power gushes out from the body.

Yinhe has a map in his mind, including the fragmentary map provided by the Ghost Killing Team, and the high-precision satellite map he has seen before crossing, and the current map of District 11 after the integration of the two.

The location of Butterfly House is close to the Tokyo circle of later generations, not the core three districts of the 23 districts of Tokyo, but a place [-] kilometers east of the center, which will be called Chiba Prefecture in the future.

Tokyo, which will have a population of about 1350 million in the future, will certainly not have so many people at the moment, but the area will not change, about 2188 square kilometers.

Among them, Chiba County is a long and narrow peninsula-shaped area about 96 kilometers from east to west and 129 kilometers from north to south.

It seems very big, let's do a data conversion... The top speed of a cheetah can reach 110 kilometers per hour, although it can't last for 15 seconds.

The physique of the ghost is not human, and it has amplified the exaggerated physical strength of human beings to the point where any other creature would want to cry. Without the obstruction of the sun, there is no problem in running for three days and three nights in one breath.

This means that a ghost can be killed at full speed for a few hours, or no more than one night, across Chiba County, and even from the neighboring Saitama County.

On the low-end battlefield, the ghost killing team, which relies on numbers and teams to fight, once encounters a ghost with superior numbers... the picture is so beautiful that no one can imagine.

And Zhu... don't even think about fighting if you use your physical strength on the road. A little disadvantage in the high-end battlefield will be infinitely magnified and become the difference between life and death.

This is the situation, the situation in which the target galaxy must shift strategically.

Starting to exercise, run, and transfer, Galaxy's personal combat ability may be insufficient, but its tactical and strategic vision is beyond the times.

Guerrilla warfare, if not, please raise your hand to let everyone despise it.

This is also an important reason why Yinhe decided to use the Ripple Immortal Profound Truth-run away.

......

Chapter 18

Hunks never look back at explosions

"Gah-wah-wah-"

The crow's cry was very shrill in the night sky.

However, in District 11, the crow is an auspicious bird. The ghost killer who is always wandering between life and death has auspicious companionship, which is undoubtedly a somewhat comforting thing.

Speaking of which, the crows of the Ghost Killing Team are very unscientific. Yinhe raised his head and looked at the crows who did not dare to fall, but followed from a distance. Communication or something.

Replacing pigeons as ravens is definitely not because pigeons do pigeons, well, sure.

The first stop of the galaxy is a small town not far away, where he appeared.

Although it was just in case, Yinhe wanted to know if he could go back.

If possible....emmmm, do you want to go back to the modern city full of ultraviolet rays and scientists in white coats?

It was already midnight when he reached the quiet street.

Last night's bloody incident caused the whole town to be killed. After evading the patrolling guards, Yinhe followed his memory all the way to the place where he traveled through this world. He leaned against the wall and slowly looked at it.

In the dark night, his eyes were red, and with the 'digestion', a certain quality was slowly aroused.

The Arrow of Red Cleansing——Yabayu's blood ghost technique, with invisible arrow patterns, can move or attack the objects it touches, use the palm of the hand to close the eyes to launch, and can change the attack trajectory of the flying props.

In addition, Yawaha's observation ability is very keen, and he can even track others through the remaining traces.

On Yinhe, the captured vampirism has not progressed to the point of growing eyes in his hands, but he can already see some things that he couldn't see before.

trace.

Motes of dust drifted around under the starlight, and the wind made waves.

The already keen perception has reached a new height in the 'sight', and countless faint traces are reflected in the eyes, as if surrounded by a 3D scene.

Yinhe raised his head, slowly and earnestly staring at everything around him, his red pupils trembled slightly, intercepting all the traces he saw at this moment, and reorganizing the information in his brain.

At this moment, he seemed to see the 'past'.

"I didn't expect you to be a stand-in messenger, melancholy blues..."

At this moment, in front of Yinhe, countless blurry figures walked on this street, silent and soundless, excellent criminal investigators, one footprint is enough to deduce many things, one fingerprint can catch a vicious criminal... .... Traces silently record everything.

This requires deduction and sufficient knowledge. Fortunately, as a person in the era of information explosion, there are many noises in the brain of the galaxy.

In the past, these were just a corner of his memory, but now, he can faintly mobilize them and apply what he has learned to his own.

In the eyes of Yinhe, the traces here have reassembled the previous scenes. He shook his head with some discomfort, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he had lowered his head and only looked at a small area.

"Remove the deduction a week ago."

So in an instant, the countless overlapping phantoms dissipated, leaving only a small part of the dense figures in an instant.

"Here, I was tied up by those guys when I was unconscious." Galaxy stretched out, touching the frozen winter soil, bit by bit, "And here, the place where I was attacked."

There is still a little bit of blood left there, and the dust in the air has a completely different atmosphere from everything around it. Galaxy frowned:

"Come on, if the plague breaks out, the crime will be serious. Fortunately, it is winter."

So, he stretched out his hand, looked through the phantom, and landed on the phantom that fell to the ground with his right hand stretched forward, and bleeding flowers spread under his body. After thinking for a while, he grabbed the ice and snow and squeezed it into white flowers, and placed it in front of his right hand.

"Well, this is much more pleasing to the eye."

I persecute myself.JPG

Hehe laughed strangely, exhaled a breath to relieve the psychological pressure at the moment, and then Yinhe inserted one hand into his blood-stained place, devouring all the wreckage.

I just myself.JPG

There is only so much Yinhe can do, the faint light flickers in his pupils again, and the traces move forward again, staying on a certain phantom at a loss, and then go forward, go forward——

Stopped abruptly.

No more.

The phantom figure disappeared without a trace left behind.

Yinhe slowly approached that place, a small door, very ordinary, even a little old.

Push away.

shut down.

Yinhe repeated this action foolishly, but nothing happened.

"Hey, who are you? I don't know that there are murderers haunting at night recently, are you not allowed to run around after the curfew?" After a long time, the warning from the patrolling police at the end of the street woke him up.