"Big brother, big brother, are you alright?" came a shout in the confusion. The hunter opened his eyes slightly, and saw a group of people surrounding him, a slightly chubby middle-aged man in his forties shaking himself.

"Big brother, are you okay! You don't have any scars on your body, why are you covered in blood?" the middle-aged man asked with concern.

The middle-aged man's voice came and went in the ears of the hunter, and everything in front of him was vague, and his chest and abdomen were like fire, and as long as he moved slightly, it was even more painful. It was a miracle that he was hit head-on by the Colorful Divine Thunder and did not die, and then he ran thousands of miles with his injured body, if it weren't for the other side flower on his chest to protect his heart, he would have died a lot.

At this time, even Kao on the other side can only help the ghost hunter slowly recuperate, and he can't complete the treatment immediately, and he needs to rest quietly for the rest of the day.

The ghost hunter felt the general condition of his body, looked at the group of strangers around him and became wary, thinking about forcibly getting up first. However, the hunter endured the sharp pain like a burning fire, and his body was barely half propped up, and his eyes were dark, and he fainted again.

For the rest of the day, the ghost hunter had been recuperating in the house of the slightly chubby middle-aged man, and at first when the ghost hunter could not get out of bed, he was extremely resistant to this strange place, did not eat or drink, and every time he woke up, he tortured himself again to faint.

Later, the chubby middle-aged man also sensed the hostility of the ghost hunter, so he no longer guarded him personally, and only asked a younger girl to take care of his daily life.

Sure enough, when the ghost hunter woke up and saw that it was a young woman who was helpless, he unconsciously relaxed his vigilance. With the careful care of the girl, the body of the ghost hunter gradually improved, and his consciousness began to wake up, and it was only at this time that he let go of his vigilance against the slightly chubby middle-aged.

The chubby middle-aged girl who wanted to take care of the ghost hunter was too young, and he wanted to change him to a similar age, but fortunately, he couldn't avoid falling into an embarrassing situation when he wanted to carry out 'human ethics', but he was rejected by the ghost hunter strongly.

"Uncle Ghost Hunter, you have to be careful, that fat old man of ours is not a good person!" the girl whispered as she helped the ghost hunter to explore the garden of the mansion.

"Xiaoyanagi, you don't have to worry about me, the so-called relationship is born from the heart! I have watched him sycophancy for many days, and I know his character!" the ghost hunter laughed.

He is usually not smiling, and he has recently been infected by the innocence of the girl, and his mood has involuntarily improved. The girl was like a light, although faint, but it tore through the dark and closed heart of the ghost hunter.

The ghost hunter thought that he would be less wary of Xiaoyanagi, in addition to the fact that she was a girl and there was no threat, the willow character in her name also accounted for a large reason. After all, the tiger girl who had been following her ass in the barbarian tribe later changed her name to Snow Willow.

When Xiaoliu called Uncle Ghost Hunter, the Ghost Hunter was stunned for a moment, not enough to calculate the age, he was about to be twenty years old unconsciously, and it was indeed a bit awkward to call Uncle Uncle, but it was also in line with his seniority.

"Uncle Ghost Hunter, since you know that our master is a bad person, why don't you give him a good look like when you first came?"

"Or—or leave!" Koyanagi reclaimed.

"Bad guy!" muttered to himself when the ghost hunter heard this, but he didn't know how to answer. He has killed countless people and is a bad person for a long time, if he has to say that he and the fat middle-aged man are the same kind of people.

"Why don't you leave me alone?" the ghost hunter changed the subject.

"Leave! Koyanagi wanted to leave too, but—"

"It's just that Xiaoyanagi was sold by his parents and couldn't leave the house. Although Koyanagi's tone was flat, the sadness in his eyes was difficult to hide.

"Oh, hmph, how can this be true, tiger poison does not eat children, let alone daughters?"

"No, no, no! Koyanagi's parents are very good! It's just that the family is too poor, and his parents are disabled and physically inconvenient, so Koyanagi doesn't want to add to the burden on the family, so he takes the initiative to hope that he will be sold to help his parents and brother reduce the burden. Koyanagi said. When the ghost hunter heard this, his heart moved, and a sour feeling welled up in his heart.

"Uncle Ghost Hunter, why don't you leave!" Koyanagi looked back and saw that the Ghost Hunter froze.

"Uncle Ghost Hunter, don't worry about me! you bend down!" Koyanagi looked left and right to make sure there was no one around.

"My brother has been taking care of me, and from time to time he will bring me delicious food, and if someone bullies me, he will secretly help me vent his anger!" said Koyanagi quietly to the ghost hunter.

The ghost hunter nodded and did not speak, doubting it in his heart. Didn't you say that the family was in a bad situation so she was sold? How could there be any brother who could send food and drink now, listening to her tone, this brother still seemed to be omnipotent.

"Koyanagi, can I meet your brother?" asked the Ghost Hunter.

"Well, if it's Uncle Ghost Hunter, of course you can, but my brother can't come to me during the day, and I'll take him to meet you when he comes!" said Koyanagi with a smile.

"Can't you come during the day?" the ghost hunter was even more curious when he heard this.

On this day, after taking care of the hunter and returning to the room to rest, Koyanagi withdrew, the hunter sneaked out and followed Koyanagi out of curiosity. The fat middle-aged man sent a few people to monitor the area around the ghost hunting room, but how could they possibly look at the ghost hunter with immortal cultivation? No, the few people who had already sneaked out of the room to monitor still thought that he was just asleep!

Although the ghost hunter is seriously injured, he is still able to lurk as a red dust fairy without being discovered. In this mansion, he followed Koyanagi like a ghost, but no one noticed.

Koyanagi went to the kitchen to eat first, and at this time there was not much food left in the pot at the bottom of the pot. Koyanagi took a bowl of rice and ate two bites and was just about to dig out the leftovers at the bottom of the pot, when a woman broke into the door with a big grin.

"Eat, eat, eat, eat!" the woman snatched the rice from the girl's hand and poured it back into the rice cage.

"Recently, you've been around the new half-dead leprosy ghost with a dark face!

"How did you make that leprosy ghost happy?" made the lord praise you! you little fox!" scolded the woman's shrill voice, and the sarcasm was evident in her words.

"No! no! no! Woo woo!" Koyanagi was anxious, wanting to justify but didn't know what to say, and immediately choked up.

The woman seemed to realize at this time that the object of her insult was a little girl, and she changed her words because of shame or hatred.

"Cry, cry, cry, cry

Koyanagi didn't answer, turned around and ran out crying.

"Eh, I said, little unlucky, I can't let people scold me, where is the daughter!" the woman scolded as she poured water into the pot to wash it.

Seeing this, the ghost hunter's eyes were cold, and he glanced at the woman viciously, and the woman only felt a cold back and sweated profusely.

"What's wrong with me? Could it be a cold? Eh! I didn't talk to this little goblin if I knew it, and she cursed the Eight Achievements!" the woman said, touching her forehead. Still hunting ghosts, he gritted his teeth and held back his breath, and immediately followed Xiaoyanagi.

Koyanagi was washing clothes that were half waist-high in the backyard, and his thin and delicate arms were pulling buckets that weighed almost one-third of his own, and strands of eye-catching scarlet appeared on his arms. Koyanagi's crying has stopped, but I don't know if it's because of the previous abuse or because the strangulation of his hand is too painful, and there is still a crystal clear light in the corner of his eye.