Variety Comic: My plug-in is myself

"I can't find it at all."

In the world of Demon Slayer Blade, seeing that Xia Yan, who had almost completely lost consciousness, opened his eyes, a happy smile appeared on the face of the green-haired ghost.

It's just that because I look a little shivering, even if I laugh, I'm still ugly.

He himself was not aware of this.

"I've searched the house, but there's no place to hide except under the bed. "

"It seems that I blame you, it's not that you hid it badly, after all, your house may not be as big as mine, and you don't have so much furniture. "

This bastard is so annoying!

Xia Yan, who had just withdrawn from the [Xia Yan Mutual Aid Space] to regain consciousness, subconsciously thought in his heart after hearing the other party's speech.

It's all a ghost, you put this aside from my superiority to show Nyima!?

Can Lao Tzu bask in the sun? Your ancestors can't be miserable!

The green-haired ghost obviously didn't know about Natsuhiko's mental activities, and like most villains, he was in no hurry to kill his opponent after he thought he had an absolute advantage.

Or that he didn't regard Xia Yan as his opponent at all.

After all, Xia Yan is just an ordinary fourteen-year-old boy from the outside.

Although the height of nearly 1.8 meters is a bit of a supermodel for a teenager from an island country at this time, due to malnutrition, Xia Yan's limbs are still very slender and look like a hemp rod.

Even if you are tall, you don't feel powerful at all, but you worry about breaking yourself by taking two steps.

"Na, you know ......

".

This kind of sonar-like speech, as soon as you open your mouth, it's the old two-dimensional.

Xia Yan, who was placed on the ground, rubbed his neck, and looked down with empty eyes at the green-haired ghost who looked similar to his age on the outside, but was less than one meter six tall at most.

Out of some desire to talk, the green-haired ghost didn't try to break Xia Yan's neck directly, but was afraid that he would be strangled to death by himself, so he gently placed Xia Yan in front of him, smiling like a dementia.

"Your father, the man named Narukami Tsukikozaburo, used to be a bandit!".

Xia Yan, who was originally going to try the ripple effect directly on this green-haired ghost, was stunned for a while when he heard him say this.

To tell the truth, he is proficient in eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, and even the biological father of the beast who beats and scolds at every turn, and from birth to the present, the dialogue between father and son has not exceeded ten sentences.

From the perspective of today's people, the words of a dog may be more frequent than the communication between the two.

The words of the green-haired ghost made Xia Yan interested.

Seeing that Xia Yan was very quiet and well-behaved as an audience, the green-haired ghost showed a satisfied smile on his face.

"At the beginning, my family had a very large house, more than ten times more than your broken house! All kinds of furniture are also very high-end, and I don't want your house to be so dark at night. "

"A turtle like you probably doesn't even know what an electric light is!"

"It's bright at night in my house. "

Hard, hard, fist hard.

Lao Tzu, a small boss who has traveled from the 21st century, will not know what an electric light is!

Xia Yan, who originally planned to listen to what the other party wanted to say, had already clenched his fists when he heard this, and decided in his heart that as long as the other party said another word to show his superiority, he would take off his head on the spot and cut it in half vertically.

Let him know what it means to roast brain flowers in Sichuan and Chongqing.

However, the green-haired ghost was still lucky to escape the fate of becoming a roasted brainflower.

"That night, that man," he said, gesturing to Kozaburo Narugami Tsuki, who had been half-eaten on the ground with an extremely frightened expression. "He broke into my house with five other men and killed my father, my mother, my sister, and all the servants in the house. "

"In order for me to escape, Jiro's brother hid me in the most secret location, and then deliberately hid in a place where it was easy to find to attract their attention. "

"I hid it well, no matter what sound I heard, I didn't come out! You are far worse than me! That lord also gave me a gift because I hid it well, and made me a powerful and beautiful ghost!"

At this point, the green-haired ghost once again showed a crazy smile, and his tone was still reverent, like an old man and an old lady pulling people to preach on the street.

After learning the truth of the matter, the corners of Xia Yan's mouth twitched slightly.

It can be seen that this grandson is indeed loyal to Wu Miao.

It's just that he didn't expect his biological father to be a robber who killed the whole family, but he didn't kill it yet, so that his youngest son turned into a ghost and came back for revenge.

What kind of human tragedy is this?

Is this what Demon Slayer is all about?

He who has been robbed of everything by man has become a ghost, and he who has been taken away by a demon has become a pillar.

It's completely unlovable, bastard......

For a while, Xia Yan actually felt that the evil ghost in front of him had become the righteous party, after all, in his concept, it was a legitimate act to repay debts and kill people to pay for their lives.

If these things happen to him, let alone people, the eggs at home will be shaken and yellowed for him, and an earthworm caught in the field will have to be split in half.