The two ghosts fell at his feet for no reason, and Oda was surprised, but the sword wind that struck him immediately woke him up - wearing a wild boar hood, the upper body was naked, and the young man was holding a sun wheel knife with a broken blade in both hands. Seeing him slash directly, the saber technique is brutal and cuts directly to the vitals, but there is no killing intent or malice in himself.
"Come and compete with me who is better!" Zuihei Inosuke saw Oda step back nimbly, and immediately shouted excitedly, "I just saw that you took down this roof. You are very strong Big!! But I won’t lose you either.”
In life, there will always be one or two fighting madmen, regardless of the occasion or the time, or not, but they are rare.
The swordsman of the ghost killing team was obviously pulled over to kill ghosts because of his violent fighting spirit.
Ms. Yuko once said that pretending to be weak at the right time can save time and energy, and don't fight every now and then, as it is easy to make enemies.
So Zuhira Inosuke saw Oda's agility and calmness, and the fighting spirit was adjusted to the peak. The tall and thin boy in the gray shirt in front of him suddenly made a gesture of Xizi holding his heart, kneeling on the ground, pretending He coughed violently twice, shook out his blood-stained palms, and said in a pale and hollow tone: "Ah, I, I'm hurt." Then he fell to the ground and pretended to be dead.
"..."
Zuihei Inosuke had never seen anyone who looked down on him so much, and he didn't even think about cutting Oda directly with a knife.
Seeing that Ms. Yuko's words were useless, Oda silently deleted that sentence in his heart, a carp straightened up, jumped up from the tatami, picked up the wooden branch in his hand, and quickly slapped Inosuke's wrists with lightning speed place.
"hand!"
The wooden branch is extremely tough, and it looks like a poisonous whip when it is whipped. Oda's strength is quite amazing. Inosuke was whipped for a while, but he didn't feel any pain, and he unconsciously let go of his sword.Hearing a "bang", Inosuke realized that his sword had fallen. At the same time, a pain as heavy as a boulder came from his wrist. Inosuke couldn't lift his hands, and cried out "Yahahah".
But at the same time as he shouted, the word Furui Mubo in Odaguchi also appeared: "noodles."
Inosuke saw Mu Zhi slashing towards his face, and instinctively closed his eyes. After more than ten seconds, he didn't feel anything.Inosuke struggled to open his eyes, Oda had disappeared somewhere long ago.And his wrist was heavy, sore and painful, not only red and swollen, but also bruised.
He is awesome!
Inosuke moved towards the door, as if he was looking for his leaving figure, his eyes sparkled with excitement.He wanted to ask the other party's name and find a chance to call again.It's just that when he was about to pick up the sword again, he had no strength in his hand. He couldn't even lift his five fingers, so he could only run out with his arms holding the hilt of the sword.
Seeing Inosuke leave, Oda jumped from the ceiling beam.
Almost got into trouble.
Oda didn't want to attract attention. After landing, he threw the two immobile ghosts on the ground directly into the sunlight outside without looking at him.
Just after dealing with the two ghosts, the drumbeat heard before reappeared in front of Oda, it was Xiang Kai.Originally, the whites of the human eyes were scarlet, and the right eye of the pupil was written "Shimoku", but because of being deprived of the title of Twelve Onizuki, the eye was injured by the demon lord Kimai Tsujimu, and now you can still see it on the eye. There are cross marks.
"I saw you took my book away."
Xiang Kai also noticed a wonderful aroma in Oda's blood, which was enough to make him sure that the person in front of him was "thin blood" - eating one thin blood was equivalent to eating a hundred people, and The person in front of him has an aura stronger than a hundred people.If he eats Oda, he will surely return to the ranks of the Twelve Ghost Moons.But he wanted to ask more than this matter.
I want to ask why he puts his works in his backpack?
He was an incompetent writer during his lifetime.In this era of prosperous paper media, holding a pen is equivalent to having one's own voice in society.How many people dream of being a writer, and he is one of them.But there are very few successful people, and he is one of the losers.Even if he turned into a ghost in order to get inspiration for writing, what he wrote was still looked down upon by his peers.
In the end, he killed the man and became a real ghost.After becoming a ghost, he is still the weakest under Wu Mi's men.Life and death are worthless, just living.But the young man in front of him seriously put away his writing.
"Why?" Xiang Kai grabbed the door frame, suppressing his complicated and chaotic mood.
"I thought I could take it away. If it belongs to you, I'll give it back to you." Oda thought that the house was abandoned, and thought that the things inside could be taken away.He took out the organized pages from his backpack, wiped his hands clean, and handed them to Xiang Kai together.
Xiangkai held the book with one hand, looked at Oda Sakunosuke who was only one person away from him, now it was so easy to scratch him suddenly and turn him into a ghost.
"Aren't you afraid of me sneaking up on you?"
"Everyone who likes books has something to be trusted. In front of books, you are the one I can trust." Oda could also sense that the other party had no intention of killing him.
Compared to Xiang Kai asking such an indifferent question, Oda said: "Is there no more to this book?"
When he packed the pages, they were numbered so that he could see that the content of the last page was not over, and there were dark blood stains on the pages.
"Or you tell me the title of the book, and I'll buy it myself?"
"You think it looks good and want to finish it?" Xiang Kai asked back in surprise.
"I haven't finished it yet, but I like the previous content."
Oda feels that the person who wrote this book has an upright personality and vigorous writing skills, and the story begins with a grand and grand opening. I think it will be a very interesting book.
"is it?"
Oda saw a wonderful smile on Hibiki Kai's face, just a second of joy born from the heart, and then his face was full of pain.
"thanks for saying that."
Xiang Kai believed that Oda didn't need to deceive a ghost, not to mention that his strength was obviously not inferior to any swordsmen above the D level of the ghost killing team, and it was even easier to kill him who had no fighting spirit now.
"But this is the only one in the world, there is not much content."
Oda asked curiously, "A rare edition?"
"Because the author stopped writing, this book is really rubbish. No one will approve it, and it won't even have a chance to be published."
Xiang Kai recalled the words of his fellow editors, this time he said such words through his own mouth, he really admitted that he has no talent.
He didn't write books to make money. He has a good family background and this big house belongs to him, but he has been living in an environment where he is not recognized, and he is not recognized for anything he does.
I like to write, but I'm not recognized for writing books.
I like to play drums, but the sound of drums is not recognized.
He is not even recognized as a man or a ghost.
Hibiki smiled wryly, and tore up the pages of his own book in front of Oda.After doing all this, he even started digging his own drum, bleeding profusely.
He has completely given up on himself.
No more!
Don't want anything!
He is completely hopeless!
Oda held his wrist as he dug open his chest to take out the second drum.Xiang Kai thought he was going to say something to him, but in the end he punched him with an iron fist, completely dumbfounded.
"If you don't want your book, you can give it to me. Why did you tear it up?" Oda punched him again, feeling that Xiang Kai was very unreasonable.After fighting, Oda started to fight again.
He hasn't finished it yet!
Xiang Kai covered his face, he didn't understand Oda's actions, he didn't need to please himself.
"You really feel good?"
"In this era, the platform for writers is too narrow, and the threshold is too high. If one person thinks it's bad, it doesn't mean it's really bad. How do you know that other people don't like it?" Oda felt that this was the most words he ever said , but when it comes to books, I really can't bear it.
"this era?"
"..."
Oda didn't know how to explain it, it's better to show him.Therefore, Oda contacted Ms. Yuko again, and the number of times he could contact Ms. Yuko for help in each mission was limited. He planned to prove it to Xiang Kai—this book was far better than he imagined!He refocused the time on this point in time, and tried to upload the book to the real world website.
It has gained a lot of attention and reading within a week, and there are new comments every minute.
Oda took his work mobile phone and showed Xiang Kai the network data: "I came from the future. There are enough platforms for anyone to work hard for their writing dreams. It is too troublesome to send them to the publishing house. I put the article online, you see so many people read it! This means how many people are reading your book.”
Xiang Kai didn't understand what Oda was talking about, and what he was showing him, but he did see that his words had received a lot of support, which was an unimaginable number.
Not one, not ten, not one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand!
Xiang Kai didn't know whether he should be surprised by the magic brought by this small machine, or whether so many people in this country are reading his words, and they are all praises, are they really reading his books and discussing him? content of the story.
"What do you mean by reminder?"
"I just want you to write down and read your words."
Xiang Kai refocused his attention on the long line of prompting comments.Those comments were like pattering rain falling on his dry and exhausted soil of life, making him completely lose the ability to speak.
After being silent for too long, Xiang Kai found himself almost hoarse.
"Thank you." Xiang Kai couldn't help a sore nose and tears, "Thank you for telling me such a bright future, I want to go there."
"Just 100 years from now, or even less than 100 years, you just wait until then."
Oda thinks that for ghosts, this is just a drop in the ocean, and it's too late.Feeling running back and forth, and wasting some time with him, Oda felt that he almost forgot the purpose of entering the house, and he didn't want to meet that Inosuke again, and he didn't want to fight with Hibiki now.
Seeing that he was still immersed in the world of his mobile phone, with tears streaming down his face, Oda decided to just leave the mobile phone to him and not bother him anymore.He himself has to find Zhengyi's brother for curry rice.
As a result, not long after Oda walked out of the room, he felt a gust of wind coming from behind, and the chirping of birds outside was also particularly crisp at this moment.
When Oda subconsciously turned around, Hikai opened the window to let the sunlight into the room, and the window frame framed a distant blue sky.And Xiang Kai put the phone in front of him, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed in the direction of Oda.
He began to become tired, as if he had been drained of energy, his voice was not as powerful as it was at the beginning, it became so shallow, and it dissipated as soon as the wind blew.But his face was full of smiles, as bright as the sun shining on him.
"100 years is too long, I can't wait."
is it?
Oda began to feel a soreness all over his heart.
"Young man, most of the things I have done in my life are foolish and futile. I always feel that such words have no value or convincing force when they come out of my mouth."
"But I still want to say—"
Oda stared fixedly at Xiang Kai kowtowed again on the tatami, his back had already died in the sunlight like sparks scattered in mid-air.
"Goodbye by fate."
"I wish you a prosperous martial arts."
"The one you are looking for..." Xiang Kai's expression became distorted due to pain when he said this, "I don't know him well enough, I know very little, the only thing I can know is——his personality is cruel and ruthless, with extremely high self-esteem Strong, and can turn into various human forms..."
"...a man in a suit, a woman in fine clothes...or...a child...it can be him..."
"...he is afraid of the sun...he gave ghost blood...just to let us find the..." plant called "Blue Bana".
Xiang Kai couldn't finish speaking, but knew that he couldn't speak anymore, but he still had a smile on his face, and finally turned his head to look at the sky.
"The sun is so nice today—"
Oda looked at the place where Hibiki disappeared for a long time, like an immovable sculpture, finally, Oda realized that he was lost, moved his fingers, and bowed deeply towards the open window.
"You too, I wish you all the best."
***
The ancestor of Oni, Oni Mai Tsuji, has the ability to read the thoughts of the oni that he has given blood to.It was his surveillance method to keep those ghosts under control, and he put a curse on them.Once these ghosts mention their names, they will die unexpectedly.
When Xiang Kai mentioned him, when he hinted with words, Wu Mi, who was far away in the city, also noticed it.He immediately launched his vampire technique to shut him up.But such a useless person as Xiang Kai endured the fatal pain until the sunlight consumed him.
At present, the ghost killing team has very few clues about Wu Mi, because the ghost is afraid of Wu Mi's punishment and dare not reveal half a point, but now Xiang Kai dares to resist him and tell the ghost killing team about him!
Absolutely unforgivable!
And Wu Mi knew that Xiang Kai was generally hiding in his own room, and anyone who came out of that room would die, regardless of whether the other party knew his secret or not!
I want that person to shut up forever!
"Kamae, you have just become the last string of my Twelve Demon Moons, it's time to show me how far your abilities have reached."
"Go to the Xiangkai Ghost House, investigate all the people who appear there, and kill them all!"
Kamae, who bowed his head on the wooden floor, was startled by Wuyou's sudden rising anger, as if he was the one who was going to be executed, he didn't feel trusted at all, instead he felt like he would die if he couldn't do it Feel,
"Kamame understands."
Kamae said tremblingly.
"Come and compete with me who is better!" Zuihei Inosuke saw Oda step back nimbly, and immediately shouted excitedly, "I just saw that you took down this roof. You are very strong Big!! But I won’t lose you either.”
In life, there will always be one or two fighting madmen, regardless of the occasion or the time, or not, but they are rare.
The swordsman of the ghost killing team was obviously pulled over to kill ghosts because of his violent fighting spirit.
Ms. Yuko once said that pretending to be weak at the right time can save time and energy, and don't fight every now and then, as it is easy to make enemies.
So Zuhira Inosuke saw Oda's agility and calmness, and the fighting spirit was adjusted to the peak. The tall and thin boy in the gray shirt in front of him suddenly made a gesture of Xizi holding his heart, kneeling on the ground, pretending He coughed violently twice, shook out his blood-stained palms, and said in a pale and hollow tone: "Ah, I, I'm hurt." Then he fell to the ground and pretended to be dead.
"..."
Zuihei Inosuke had never seen anyone who looked down on him so much, and he didn't even think about cutting Oda directly with a knife.
Seeing that Ms. Yuko's words were useless, Oda silently deleted that sentence in his heart, a carp straightened up, jumped up from the tatami, picked up the wooden branch in his hand, and quickly slapped Inosuke's wrists with lightning speed place.
"hand!"
The wooden branch is extremely tough, and it looks like a poisonous whip when it is whipped. Oda's strength is quite amazing. Inosuke was whipped for a while, but he didn't feel any pain, and he unconsciously let go of his sword.Hearing a "bang", Inosuke realized that his sword had fallen. At the same time, a pain as heavy as a boulder came from his wrist. Inosuke couldn't lift his hands, and cried out "Yahahah".
But at the same time as he shouted, the word Furui Mubo in Odaguchi also appeared: "noodles."
Inosuke saw Mu Zhi slashing towards his face, and instinctively closed his eyes. After more than ten seconds, he didn't feel anything.Inosuke struggled to open his eyes, Oda had disappeared somewhere long ago.And his wrist was heavy, sore and painful, not only red and swollen, but also bruised.
He is awesome!
Inosuke moved towards the door, as if he was looking for his leaving figure, his eyes sparkled with excitement.He wanted to ask the other party's name and find a chance to call again.It's just that when he was about to pick up the sword again, he had no strength in his hand. He couldn't even lift his five fingers, so he could only run out with his arms holding the hilt of the sword.
Seeing Inosuke leave, Oda jumped from the ceiling beam.
Almost got into trouble.
Oda didn't want to attract attention. After landing, he threw the two immobile ghosts on the ground directly into the sunlight outside without looking at him.
Just after dealing with the two ghosts, the drumbeat heard before reappeared in front of Oda, it was Xiang Kai.Originally, the whites of the human eyes were scarlet, and the right eye of the pupil was written "Shimoku", but because of being deprived of the title of Twelve Onizuki, the eye was injured by the demon lord Kimai Tsujimu, and now you can still see it on the eye. There are cross marks.
"I saw you took my book away."
Xiang Kai also noticed a wonderful aroma in Oda's blood, which was enough to make him sure that the person in front of him was "thin blood" - eating one thin blood was equivalent to eating a hundred people, and The person in front of him has an aura stronger than a hundred people.If he eats Oda, he will surely return to the ranks of the Twelve Ghost Moons.But he wanted to ask more than this matter.
I want to ask why he puts his works in his backpack?
He was an incompetent writer during his lifetime.In this era of prosperous paper media, holding a pen is equivalent to having one's own voice in society.How many people dream of being a writer, and he is one of them.But there are very few successful people, and he is one of the losers.Even if he turned into a ghost in order to get inspiration for writing, what he wrote was still looked down upon by his peers.
In the end, he killed the man and became a real ghost.After becoming a ghost, he is still the weakest under Wu Mi's men.Life and death are worthless, just living.But the young man in front of him seriously put away his writing.
"Why?" Xiang Kai grabbed the door frame, suppressing his complicated and chaotic mood.
"I thought I could take it away. If it belongs to you, I'll give it back to you." Oda thought that the house was abandoned, and thought that the things inside could be taken away.He took out the organized pages from his backpack, wiped his hands clean, and handed them to Xiang Kai together.
Xiangkai held the book with one hand, looked at Oda Sakunosuke who was only one person away from him, now it was so easy to scratch him suddenly and turn him into a ghost.
"Aren't you afraid of me sneaking up on you?"
"Everyone who likes books has something to be trusted. In front of books, you are the one I can trust." Oda could also sense that the other party had no intention of killing him.
Compared to Xiang Kai asking such an indifferent question, Oda said: "Is there no more to this book?"
When he packed the pages, they were numbered so that he could see that the content of the last page was not over, and there were dark blood stains on the pages.
"Or you tell me the title of the book, and I'll buy it myself?"
"You think it looks good and want to finish it?" Xiang Kai asked back in surprise.
"I haven't finished it yet, but I like the previous content."
Oda feels that the person who wrote this book has an upright personality and vigorous writing skills, and the story begins with a grand and grand opening. I think it will be a very interesting book.
"is it?"
Oda saw a wonderful smile on Hibiki Kai's face, just a second of joy born from the heart, and then his face was full of pain.
"thanks for saying that."
Xiang Kai believed that Oda didn't need to deceive a ghost, not to mention that his strength was obviously not inferior to any swordsmen above the D level of the ghost killing team, and it was even easier to kill him who had no fighting spirit now.
"But this is the only one in the world, there is not much content."
Oda asked curiously, "A rare edition?"
"Because the author stopped writing, this book is really rubbish. No one will approve it, and it won't even have a chance to be published."
Xiang Kai recalled the words of his fellow editors, this time he said such words through his own mouth, he really admitted that he has no talent.
He didn't write books to make money. He has a good family background and this big house belongs to him, but he has been living in an environment where he is not recognized, and he is not recognized for anything he does.
I like to write, but I'm not recognized for writing books.
I like to play drums, but the sound of drums is not recognized.
He is not even recognized as a man or a ghost.
Hibiki smiled wryly, and tore up the pages of his own book in front of Oda.After doing all this, he even started digging his own drum, bleeding profusely.
He has completely given up on himself.
No more!
Don't want anything!
He is completely hopeless!
Oda held his wrist as he dug open his chest to take out the second drum.Xiang Kai thought he was going to say something to him, but in the end he punched him with an iron fist, completely dumbfounded.
"If you don't want your book, you can give it to me. Why did you tear it up?" Oda punched him again, feeling that Xiang Kai was very unreasonable.After fighting, Oda started to fight again.
He hasn't finished it yet!
Xiang Kai covered his face, he didn't understand Oda's actions, he didn't need to please himself.
"You really feel good?"
"In this era, the platform for writers is too narrow, and the threshold is too high. If one person thinks it's bad, it doesn't mean it's really bad. How do you know that other people don't like it?" Oda felt that this was the most words he ever said , but when it comes to books, I really can't bear it.
"this era?"
"..."
Oda didn't know how to explain it, it's better to show him.Therefore, Oda contacted Ms. Yuko again, and the number of times he could contact Ms. Yuko for help in each mission was limited. He planned to prove it to Xiang Kai—this book was far better than he imagined!He refocused the time on this point in time, and tried to upload the book to the real world website.
It has gained a lot of attention and reading within a week, and there are new comments every minute.
Oda took his work mobile phone and showed Xiang Kai the network data: "I came from the future. There are enough platforms for anyone to work hard for their writing dreams. It is too troublesome to send them to the publishing house. I put the article online, you see so many people read it! This means how many people are reading your book.”
Xiang Kai didn't understand what Oda was talking about, and what he was showing him, but he did see that his words had received a lot of support, which was an unimaginable number.
Not one, not ten, not one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand!
Xiang Kai didn't know whether he should be surprised by the magic brought by this small machine, or whether so many people in this country are reading his words, and they are all praises, are they really reading his books and discussing him? content of the story.
"What do you mean by reminder?"
"I just want you to write down and read your words."
Xiang Kai refocused his attention on the long line of prompting comments.Those comments were like pattering rain falling on his dry and exhausted soil of life, making him completely lose the ability to speak.
After being silent for too long, Xiang Kai found himself almost hoarse.
"Thank you." Xiang Kai couldn't help a sore nose and tears, "Thank you for telling me such a bright future, I want to go there."
"Just 100 years from now, or even less than 100 years, you just wait until then."
Oda thinks that for ghosts, this is just a drop in the ocean, and it's too late.Feeling running back and forth, and wasting some time with him, Oda felt that he almost forgot the purpose of entering the house, and he didn't want to meet that Inosuke again, and he didn't want to fight with Hibiki now.
Seeing that he was still immersed in the world of his mobile phone, with tears streaming down his face, Oda decided to just leave the mobile phone to him and not bother him anymore.He himself has to find Zhengyi's brother for curry rice.
As a result, not long after Oda walked out of the room, he felt a gust of wind coming from behind, and the chirping of birds outside was also particularly crisp at this moment.
When Oda subconsciously turned around, Hikai opened the window to let the sunlight into the room, and the window frame framed a distant blue sky.And Xiang Kai put the phone in front of him, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed in the direction of Oda.
He began to become tired, as if he had been drained of energy, his voice was not as powerful as it was at the beginning, it became so shallow, and it dissipated as soon as the wind blew.But his face was full of smiles, as bright as the sun shining on him.
"100 years is too long, I can't wait."
is it?
Oda began to feel a soreness all over his heart.
"Young man, most of the things I have done in my life are foolish and futile. I always feel that such words have no value or convincing force when they come out of my mouth."
"But I still want to say—"
Oda stared fixedly at Xiang Kai kowtowed again on the tatami, his back had already died in the sunlight like sparks scattered in mid-air.
"Goodbye by fate."
"I wish you a prosperous martial arts."
"The one you are looking for..." Xiang Kai's expression became distorted due to pain when he said this, "I don't know him well enough, I know very little, the only thing I can know is——his personality is cruel and ruthless, with extremely high self-esteem Strong, and can turn into various human forms..."
"...a man in a suit, a woman in fine clothes...or...a child...it can be him..."
"...he is afraid of the sun...he gave ghost blood...just to let us find the..." plant called "Blue Bana".
Xiang Kai couldn't finish speaking, but knew that he couldn't speak anymore, but he still had a smile on his face, and finally turned his head to look at the sky.
"The sun is so nice today—"
Oda looked at the place where Hibiki disappeared for a long time, like an immovable sculpture, finally, Oda realized that he was lost, moved his fingers, and bowed deeply towards the open window.
"You too, I wish you all the best."
***
The ancestor of Oni, Oni Mai Tsuji, has the ability to read the thoughts of the oni that he has given blood to.It was his surveillance method to keep those ghosts under control, and he put a curse on them.Once these ghosts mention their names, they will die unexpectedly.
When Xiang Kai mentioned him, when he hinted with words, Wu Mi, who was far away in the city, also noticed it.He immediately launched his vampire technique to shut him up.But such a useless person as Xiang Kai endured the fatal pain until the sunlight consumed him.
At present, the ghost killing team has very few clues about Wu Mi, because the ghost is afraid of Wu Mi's punishment and dare not reveal half a point, but now Xiang Kai dares to resist him and tell the ghost killing team about him!
Absolutely unforgivable!
And Wu Mi knew that Xiang Kai was generally hiding in his own room, and anyone who came out of that room would die, regardless of whether the other party knew his secret or not!
I want that person to shut up forever!
"Kamae, you have just become the last string of my Twelve Demon Moons, it's time to show me how far your abilities have reached."
"Go to the Xiangkai Ghost House, investigate all the people who appear there, and kill them all!"
Kamae, who bowed his head on the wooden floor, was startled by Wuyou's sudden rising anger, as if he was the one who was going to be executed, he didn't feel trusted at all, instead he felt like he would die if he couldn't do it Feel,
"Kamame understands."
Kamae said tremblingly.
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