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

It took a long time for Tanjiro to persuade Teikane Mori to come down.

Of course, before that, he once again watched how Inosuke made a gap in the sun wheel knife he made himself.

Fortunately, he didn't continue to dwell on this matter in the end.

Steel Tomb, on the other hand, was drinking tea on the sidelines, completely unable to see the previous anger.

Funny how the expressions between the two of them changed as the two of them left.

Iron Tsukasa, who was angry, left with a smile, while Teixue Sen, who had been calm, yelled loudly, turning his head and shouting at Inosuke from time to time.

The person involved just picked his nose and leaned against the wall, showing no remorse at all.

Only Tanjiro kept bowing and apologizing.

After watching the two of them leave, the secretary patted Tanjiro and Inosuke on the back and said with a smile.

"Come on, let's go back."

On the way back, Secretary Secretary looked up at the darkened sky.

"Calculating the time, it's probably time to start."

Just as the secretary had imagined, when they sent Iron Cave Sen and Steel Tomb away, three ghosts were standing there in a strange space.

One of the ghosts has short black hair, but has several scars on his face, which looks very hideous.

In his eyes, the number Xia Xian San is impressively in it.

Lower string three, diseased leaves

The other ghost also has black hair, but looks about 40 to [-] years old, with a beard and black patterns on its face.

Lower string two, potter's wheel.

As for the last one, he was wearing a western dress, with two green ghosts behind black and red hair, and a faint smile on his face.

It's just that this smile seems to give people a rather uncomfortable feeling.

He is the last one, Nightmare.

After realizing the space he was in, Nightmare raised his head lightly and looked diagonally above him.

There, a long-haired woman with black hair was playing the pipa with her back to him.

"Is it that woman's vampire technique? It seems to be able to distort space. It's really interesting."

After thinking for a while, he turned his gaze back to the front of him.

'But why only the three of us. '

Somewhat puzzled, Nightmare didn't know why the three of them were suddenly summoned together.

Among the Twelve Ghost Months, the top three at the end of the string were called together.

No matter how you look at it, this combination feels a little weird.

"Why are the other three guys not here? Did they not receive the notification, or..."

With her mind spinning, Nightmare wondered what had happened.

At this time, a figure suddenly appeared on the high platform in front of the three ghosts.

Gorgeous black kimono, delicate face, cold face.

From the looks of it, this woman is like a high mountain flower, unapproachable.

"All bow their heads and kneel down to salute."

A cold voice sounded, and in an instant, the three ghosts understood each other's identity.

Their master, the ancestor of Oni, Oni Wu Tsuji Mumi.

"I didn't see the identity of the adult at the first time?!"

Drops of cold sweat gushed from his forehead, and Bing Ye's body trembled slightly.

"I can't notice it at all, the appearance and breath are different from before, such a high level of mimicry."

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Biao Ye subconsciously spoke.

'Is it right...'

"Who told you to talk?"

As soon as his face turned cold, Wu Mi waved his hand, and an invisible force appeared and hit the sick leaf.

"boom!"

As if being punched in the face, Biao Ye's body flew upside down, and a big bump bulged on his face.

But he didn't dare to say a word at all. After rolling a few times on the ground, he quickly crawled back and continued to kneel.

"I don't allow you to speak of your own volition because I don't want to hear your nonsense."

Pointing hard, there was some anger on Wu Mi's face.

'Whatever I ask, you answer. '

After finishing speaking, Wu took a breath of relief, and then continued.

"Tired was killed, he is the last one."

Upon hearing this news, Nightmare, the potter's wheel, and Sick Leaf's bodies trembled.

They didn't expect that their "companion", a member of Twelve Ghost Moons, would sometimes be killed.

"To be precise, it's not just him."

Smiling coldly, Wu Mi's voice sounded again.

"The land of the lower string, the cauldron, the fourth of the lower string, and the remaining children are all dead."

The body trembled again, and a chill ran along the upper edge of the tailbone until the spine exploded.

Goose bumps bulged from the skin, and the shaking of the body couldn't stop.

"I only have one question, why are you ghosts of the lower string so weak."

In his opinion, Twelve Ghost Moon is an outstanding existence among his subordinates.

But this does not mean that they are the pinnacle, on the contrary, this is just a starting point.

Eat more people, kill more ghost hunters, become stronger, and use them for themselves is the meaning of their existence.

But now, the upper string has not changed in 100 years, but the lower string has been changed.

Not long ago, there was Kumai, Lei, Zero Yuzi, Xiangkai further ahead, Peilang further forward, and even Gu Huoniao before Xiaxianyi.

These ghosts undoubtedly possessed unimaginable strengths that other ghosts could not imagine, but they died in less than 20 years.

"us……"

With a thump in his heart, just as Biao Ye was about to say something, he felt Wu Mi's eyes focus on him.

"What do you want to say, are we not trying? Or are we doing well?"

When facing a ghost made by himself, at close range, Wu Mi can perceive the other party's thoughts.

As the distance continues to increase, the perceived ideas become less and less blurred.

But no matter how far away, he can perceive the approximate location of the other party.

Of course, except Zhu Shi and the ghosts she made.

"Has my consciousness been detected?!"

Realizing that Wu Mi knew what he was thinking, Biao Ye immediately dismissed the idea of ​​trying to escape here by relying on speed.

Even if the thoughts deep in his heart are known, then there is no need for him to run away.

Once he moved by himself, his head would probably be removed the next moment.

Seeing that the sick leaf did not move, Wu Mi also lowered the arm that had just been raised.

It was right for Sick Leaf not to act. Once he moved, he would take his life.

"Your various performances made me have to think about whether it is time to disband the lower strings and only keep the upper strings."

Not daring to speak, Lulu and Biaoye just kept shaking their heads.

And Nightmare's situation is much calmer than theirs, there is no tension on his face, and there is even a hint of intoxication.

"Say what you think, if you can't come up with a countermeasure today, just die here."

After finishing speaking, a large string of flesh and blood emerged from Wu Mi's arm.

The flesh and blood formed a big mouth, in which sharp fangs flickered, ready to bite at any time.

'I think we can gather strength and do something big together. '

Tremblingly speaking his thoughts, Bing Ye then waited for Wu Mi's reply.

'Stupid, Kama, Lei and Lingyuzi, the three of them were killed on the same day, at the same place, and even by the same person. '

After hearing Wu Mi's words, Sick Ye was shocked again.

He thought that the three guys were defeated one by one by the ghost hunters because of bad luck.

But it now appears that they were even killed by the same man.

Can such a guy really be defeated by the current self?

"Useless trash, can't even put forward some useful opinions, potter's wheel, tell me."

He waved his hands in disgust, and then asked the potter's wheel to express his thoughts.

"My lord, I hope you can give us some more of your blood, and we will definitely adapt it and make ourselves stronger."

While talking, he didn't forget to pat his chest, as if to guarantee it.

'Why should I listen to your words and give you my blood? It's so shameless. As the second child, don't you even have this self-knowledge? ! '.seven

"and……"

With a cold gaze, Wu Mi looked at the potter's wheel as if looking at a corpse.

"You dare to give orders to me, even if you die ten thousand times, it's not enough."

"No, this subordinate definitely didn't mean that!"

With his eyes widened, the potter's wheel hastily stated that he had no such thoughts at all.

At this moment, Nightmare suddenly spoke.

"Ah, it looks like we're going to die here, so sweet like a dream."

There was a hint of rosiness on his face, and Nightmare covered his face, as if pleading.

"Before dying, this subordinate hopes that you, my lord, will put me at the end before killing me."

"Why? Are you trying to give orders to me?"

"No, this subordinate just wants to feel the wailing of other ghosts before dying."

Shaking his head quickly, Nightmare then closed his eyes.

Looking at his appearance, the corners of Wu Mi's mouth rose slightly.