White-haired ghosts roam aimlessly above the underworld. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Nine Sky Smoke is thinking.

Although he finally regained consciousness and turned into a spirit body.

However, from his awakening to the present, there are countless questions in his heart.

Answering one question leads to more questions......

One of them is why did the Nine Voids wake up?

In other words, standing here is the soul of the Nine Voids?

Or is it just a "collection of consciousness" with the memories of the Nine Voids?

"Stop, stop!" Jiukong Xun hugged his head and said hurriedly.

In the shaking of that moment just now, Jiukong Xun felt that his soul body began to shake constantly.

"Is my head show funny! Actually doubting your own existence!? ”

The spirit exists in the world with obsession or absolute self-affirmation, and as long as the slightest trace of the root is shaken, then the spirit will be in danger of disappearing.

“…… No matter what. After sorting out his thoughts, Jiukong Xun affirmed.

"It's not something strange standing here, it's not some messy aggregate."

In the dark underworld, the Nine Skies let out a cry of affirmation.

"I'm Nine Sky Smoke! It used to be a nine-air smoke, and it is still a nine-sky smoke now and in the future! ”

With the shouts of the Nine Sky Smoke, his constantly turbulent spirit began to become condensed again, and his originally vague face became clear again.

Jiukong Xun breathed a sigh of relief, that's right, no matter what the situation is, it is definitely Jiukong Xun who is standing here now.

Irreplaceable, one-of-a-kind nine empty smoke!

Jiukong Xun, who temporarily disintegrated the existential crisis, was a little afraid: "I almost disappeared completely......"

Speaking of which, in the past, Jiukong Xun had heard a saying that wandering spirits would gradually lose themselves due to their long presence in the world.

There are only two outcomes for this self-deprived spirit: one is to disappear into the world, and the other is to distort the obsession and become a resentful spirit.

"I'm in trouble now...... Jiukong smiled bitterly, "Then, after escaping from hell, find a way to change yourself into another form of existence." ”

Although he is disgusted with turning himself into another existence, this is the only way for Nine Sky Smoke to exist.

Twisting his wrist, Jiukong Xun said energetically again: "Okay! Then find the small prison door in one go and escape from this dark hell! ”

After a brief hiccup, the knife-wielding white-haired ghost Nine Sky Smoke once again embarks on a journey to find the small prison gate.

In the dark and dark land, without a trace of light, the nine airs are constantly walking.

Everything in front of me is black land except black land.

There is no sun, no moon, not even a trace of light in hell.

Although after becoming a spirit body, Jiukong Xun gained inexplicable night vision, and was able to see everything around him clearly even in a lightless hell.

However, even with night vision, the vision of the Nine Sky Smoke is extremely limited.

This means that there will be unknown darkness ahead of the horizon.

Jiukong Xun has always thought that he is not afraid of the dark, but today he was wrong.

Endless darkness shrouded the nine airs, endless loneliness filled his heart, and the endless unknown darkness ahead affected his mind.

An emotion called fear regained possession of the Nine Voids.

Yes, Jiukong Xun suddenly remembered that he was just a child.

His age before death plus his age after death makes him mentally age seventeen years old at most.

In the previous life, the seventeen-year-old child still grew up under the care of his parents, but what about Jiukong Xun?

Jiukong Smoke is constantly facing suffering.

Parting, pain, death of friends, loneliness, the pressure of survival, war, and even your own death.

Completely unimaginable suffering.

So, why does the Nine Voids Smoke have to exist even if it lasts for a long time? Even if it's as a ghost.

"It's simple, because I want to live." Affirming his question, Jiukong Xun gave an affirmative answer.

"Standing here now is not a teenager, but a ghost slayer, and at the same time a revenant."

Jiukong Xun knew that although he had been trying his best to hide it, he couldn't hide his heart.

So, like a neuropath, Jiukong Xun began to ask and answer himself again.

"Yes, I'm a teenager, but under the premise of being a teenager, I'm a ghost who slays ghosts." Jiukong Xun thrust the black knife he pulled out into the underworld and said loudly towards the darkness around him.

"The moment I came into this world, I knew that I couldn't avoid suffering. So, I decided to face it all with a new identity. ”

As if he was sure of some speculation, Jiukong Yan tilted his head: "That's right, I am now a ghost of ghost slayers, and for ghost slayers, all this suffering is acceptable, even death is reasonable." ”

"As for why I have to 'live' even if I become a real ghost? Does this need a reason!? I just want to 'live'! Jiukong Xun shouted loudly, as if he wanted to reveal all his thoughts.

"That's or those unseen bastards! I'll say it again, I'm the ghost of the ghost slayer! Not some bastard weak teenager! Jiukong Xun stomped on the ground angrily and shouted.

"Don't think of me as so weak! Damn bastards! ”

The unreasonable roar kept echoing in the dead and silent underworld, all of which seemed to be said to others, but more often to Jiukong Xun himself.

The irritability that had been feeling all the time disappeared, and the doubts that kept popping up in my heart stopped, and Jiukong Xun, who was a spirit body, felt as if some "invisible chains" had been torn off a little bit on his body.

Although it was only a slight tear, Jiukong Xun felt that he had undergone an indescribable upheaval.

An inexplicable feeling welled up in my heart.

"This ...... This feeling...... Could it be! Jiukong Xun covered his heart in shock.

The scarlet light of extreme brilliance bloomed again, and the familiar brilliance once again enveloped the body and mind of Nine Sky Smoke.

The power of blood-red red tears is completely different from the power of spiritual power, and this is the power that a "ghost" should have.

Raising his palm, Jiukong Xun quietly looked at the palm surrounded by blood light, although it was not a blood mist, but the familiar feeling made Jiukong Xun extremely relieved.

At the same time, Jiukong Xun found a problem.

Although the power of the Red Tearstone Ring is still in his soul, where has the part of the ring that is the entity gone?

"Well, it doesn't matter." Although he didn't feel the familiar touch, Jiukong Xun only chuckled: "At least, I didn't lose anything." ”

"You say yes, right? The crumbs that kept coming towards me. ”

I don't know when, with Jiukong Xun as the center, countless powerful ghosts lurking in the darkness quietly surrounded Jiukong Xun with an encirclement.

"I'm worried that there is no place to practice." Jiukong Xun laughed, pulled out the black knife and pointed at the ghosts who had already entered the field of vision.

The blue-faced fangs and miserable ghosts failed to scare Jiukong Xun in the slightest, or rather, this is already a daily routine for Jiukong Xun.

"So, let's all go together! In the next moment, I will cut you off completely! ”

Nine Sky Smoke confidently raised the black knife. Pale blue spiritual power and scarlet blood light were intricately but harmoniously intertwined on Jiukong Xun's body.

Just as Jiukong Xun was about to kill all the powerful ghosts in one go, something unexpected happened suddenly.

A purple-black flash of light hidden in the darkness flashed silently.

The purple-black flash of light harvested all the ghosts that surrounded them in an instant, and all the ghosts screamed and were cut off by the waist, and they continued to turn into ashes and disappear.

It was all so quiet that if it weren't for the fact that Jiukong Xun was so engrossed in his attention to the front that he wouldn't have ignored the insignificant flashes of purple and black.

But this flash is just a false visual effect, and what is hidden under the flash is absolutely clear.

It's a knife.

And the body holding the knife and swinging a fatal slash was completely exposed to the vision of the Nine Sky Smoke.

Decayed to the point that only a layer of black skin and skeletons remained, the dried corpse was dressed in a vaguely recognizable samurai suit, holding a rusty but deadly katana in his hand, and made a sinister smile towards the Nine Skies.

Facing the living corpse that showed its rotten yellow teeth towards him, Jiukong Xun felt a sense of familiarity with this living corpse.

In particular, the hollow in the chest of this living corpse seems to have been pierced by something......

Jiukong Xun pondered, but this living corpse rushed towards the boy with a rusty knife like a thunderbolt.

Jiukong Xun, who woke up immediately, immediately raised his sword to defend against the slash that came in an instant.

The movements of this emaciated and rotten living corpse are so terrifying and fast! Even the Nine Sky Smoke, who was already a soul body, almost failed to react.

And this slash was not fancy, and the huge force shook Jiukong Xun's arm slightly numb.

The black knife slashed through the rusty knife, and the Nine Void Smoke lowered itself, and then instantly burst out and attacked the living corpse.

The living corpse turned sideways, easily dodging the slash of the Nine Sky Smoke.

The two sides quickly exchanged positions with each other in a moment of lightning, and to the surprise of Jiukong Xun, the two sides were evenly matched.

The living corpses on the opposite side are also strong.

"Hey, won't it......" Jiukong Xun looked at the living corpse's outfit in disbelief, although it was blurred, it was still recognizable.

This rusty knife is also very familiar, even if it is no longer a humanoid living corpse face, Jiukong Xun can vaguely recognize this former face.

The hollowness in his chest and the smooth fighting style made Jiukong Xun suddenly think of an old man.

In other words, Jiukong Xun could only think of him, because it was too obvious.

"You've become ugly, Sawaki." Jiukong sneered.

"Looks like you can hold a knife. "The living corpse laughed as it pulled its rotten vocal cords.

Two dead people met in a very inappropriate place.

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"Chief, those two extremely strong souls seem to be starting to clash." The onicha on the side said to the leader of the green-faced and fanged onicha.

Another ghost cha asked the blue-faced onicha, "Chief, what now?" ”

The leader of the blue-faced and fanged ghost mission held the soul suppression lock and thought silently, and finally said solemnly: "Let's go over and have a look." ”

The rest of the ghosts asked in surprise, "Boss, are you sure?" The fight over there was so hot, we were going to kneel in the past. ”

The leader of the ghost cha patted his thigh and said, "What are you afraid of! It's not that he hasn't died, it's a big deal to go back to the underworld and lose face again, and maybe he can get a compassionate payment if he dies in the line of duty! ”

A thin ghost on the side asked weakly, "Chief, it seems that we are not going to die...... If we had to receive a pension every time we died, we would have exhausted all of our savings by now. ”

All the ghosts laughed.

The leader of the oni mission slowly stopped smiling and said, "Okay, the atmosphere is over. Let's get started. Remember that this time is to collect intelligence, everything is prioritized by intelligence, and we don't care if any of us die, it's a big deal to go back to the underworld for free. If we get any important clues, it will be very good for us hell. ”

The Onicha Leader's gaze stretched into the distance, and it seemed that he could see two spirits fighting.

"After all...... It's hell's mistake. ”

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