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

After eating, Secretary Secretary planned to go back to the Ghost Killing Squad to have a look.

But when he invited Tomioka Yoshiyuki and Butterfly Shinobu, both of them said that they still have things to do.

"As Zhu, you really worked hard."

Shrugging, Secretary Secretary said with a smile.

"If that's the case, then I'll go first."

Seeing the back of the secretary leaving, Die Die resisted the urge to punch him.

Tomioka Yoshiyuki didn't have any expression, just turned around and walked in another direction.

In his opinion, it should not be him who sits on the water column, but Satu, who is a first-class swordsman.

It is precisely because of this that he will say "I am different from you" to other pillars.

If he doesn't do more things, Yoshiyuki Tomioka will feel uncomfortable.

The Secretary spent a few days and returned to the Ghost Killing Squad.

As soon as he returned, he ran into Purgatory Xingshourou who had returned from hunting ghosts.

"Hey, Mr. Secretary, you are in good health recently!"

Laughing loudly, Xing Shoulang walked quickly to the secretary's side and said.

"Father, he said that if he meets you, Mr. Secretary, he must invite you to the Purgatory House."

The secretary didn't refuse, anyway, he has nothing to do now, so it's good to take a break once in a while.

Soon, the two who walked together came to Purgatory's house.

Purgatory Makijuro looked a little excited when he looked at the secretary who suddenly visited.

After drinking and eating, he was a little drunk and even boasted about Xing Shoulang with the secretary.

Through Makijuro's mouth, the secretary also knew about Xingjurou's current situation.

He has been in the first class for a long time, and his breathing method is not inferior to Makijuro's by half a point, or even better than that.

Makijuro even said that he has already planned to give up the position of Yan Zhu.

Laughing, Secretary Secretary took a sip of tea and said.

"The way I see it, that day is coming soon."

"Then I will borrow your good words, Mr. Secretary."

While the two were talking, the sounds of Xingshoulang and Qianshoulang training came from outside.

Signaling Makijuro not to speak, the secretary quietly walked outside and looked at the two brothers.

As the elder brother, Xingjurou is training his younger brother Senjuro, but Senjurou can't comprehend the essentials no matter what, and his face is a little impatient.

And Xing Shoulang taught him tirelessly, surprised at every step and movement.

But the secretary just looked at Qianshoulang's movements and shook his head slightly.

"Have you noticed too, Senshouro, he has no talent for holding a knife?"

Walking to the secretary's side, Makijuro sighed and said.

"Although Xingshourou and I have talked to him, Qianshoulang is very stubborn on this matter and still does not give up."

"It's a good thing."

Nodding, Secretary Secretary then said in a voice that only he could hear.

"It's also a bad thing."

It is not only by holding a knife and killing ghosts that you can find your own place in the ghost killing team.

The same is true of those who are hidden, the same is true of Aoi Kanzaki before, and the same is true of Purgatory Senjuro now.

Of course, the first two have already found their own path, while Qianshoulang is still insisting on it.

In other words, try to be brave.

"Forget it, when he grows up, he will understand."

Waving his hand, the secretary felt that he was a little too worried.

But at this moment, he suddenly discovered that Xing Shoulang's hearing seemed to be not very good.

The voice of Qianshoulang's shouting is not too low, and it has already reached his side, but Xingshoulang still needs his younger brother to say it a second time.

With a frown raised, the secretary suddenly spoke, which seemed to be related to the ghost he encountered when he was hunting ghosts for the first time.

It was a flute ghost, very powerful, and it was about to finish.

Blood ghost technique is to use the sound of the flute to control human movements, making them turn left and right, up and down, etc. in opposite directions.

In order not to be affected by the ghost's blood ghost technique, Xing Shoulang directly slapped his periosteum with his hands.

Although with the help of the breathing method, his hearing has recovered to a certain extent, but it is still inferior to ordinary people.

Thinking of this, the secretary called out and asked Xing Shoulang to come over.

He was a little puzzled, but Xing Shoulang still walked over.

After the secretary expressed that he might be able to help him heal his ears, Xing Shoulang's face was full of joy.

"Really, Mr. Secretary, can you really heal my ears?!"

As soon as he grabbed the secretary's hand, Xing Shoulang shook it vigorously.

"It's possible, it's just possible, and I'm not 100% sure."

Shaking his head, the secretary said that medicine is not such a miraculous thing, everything can only depend on Xing Shoulang's personal recovery.

Even so, Xing Shoulang is full of hope for the rehabilitation of the ear.

Senjuro and Makijuro also expressed their gratitude to the secretary for being able to heal his brother's (son's) ear.

With the help of the purgatory family, the medicinal materials and equipment needed by the secretary were soon prepared.

Ever since, a one-month treatment began.

On weekdays, Xing Shoulang goes out to perform tasks, hunting ghosts and saving people.

Once he returned to Purgatory's house, he would be dragged over by the secretary, drink various potions or eat various pills.

The secretary is also the first user of breathing method to treat periosteum rupture. He is not familiar with the specific dosage and other aspects, so he can only take it step by step.

As for Qianshoulang, he became the secretary's mouthpiece.

"You ask your mother to fry this herb."

"And this pill, three times a day, two pills at a time, take after meals."

"By the way, there is also this one. Ask Xing Shoulang to stuff it in his ear and take it out after 10 minutes."

Seeing the Secretary stuffing into his hands, a bunch of medicines for external use or internal use, swallowed or fried, taken before or after meals, Senshouro's facial muscles twitched.

He felt that his elder brother seemed to be Mr. Si Shu's "experimental product".

The secretary had only one sentence to respond to this.

"Is this an experiment? It's not. This is to accumulate experience for future generations. It's an epic act and deserves praise."

Hearing what the secretary said, even if Xing Shoulang had more thoughts, he could only obediently take the medicine.

In the past month, the words he heard the most were the words Qianshoulang asked him to take medicine.

"Brother, take your medicine!"