That night, in the dead of night. The moonlight was like a veil, covering the street, adding a layer of cold and sad paleness.

On the quiet street, a schoolboy with a schoolbag quietly appeared.

It's not an ordinary schoolboy, it's chubby, it's a little fat person. It has a large dead word printed on its forehead. This is the sign of all the Grim Reaper.

It is the LV3 Grim Reaper that Shen Jungu encountered on the subway before - Death Taro.

LV3 is its grade. This level can be classified within the scope of the spiritual vein. Comparable to a nail hunt. In the Grim Reaper realm, he belongs to the elite Grim Reaper.

And the highest level of the god of death is the spirit king.

The Spirit King is said to be the top god of death with the imperial vein. However, with the status of Death Taro, he has not been able to see him.

Dead Taro stood at the entrance of Sakura Girls' High School. And it has a kitchen knife stuck in its backpack. This is not an ordinary kitchen knife, but an artifact specially used by the god of death to kill ghosts and demons, and the world calls it a ghost slashing knife.

However, compared to Hua Wanwu's Soul Suppression Knife, it is one level worse.

Dead Taro stared at the inside of the school. I saw a swirling cloud of yin qi circling above the school, like the center of a storm. Ordinary humans are invisible. Only the god of death could feel such a thick yin qi.

It's rare. Death Taro thought to himself, only in the place where the souls of the wronged could such a terrifying yin qi appear.

Before, it had heard from other ghosts that Sakura Girl was haunted, and besides, it wasn't your average ghost.

The news quickly spread among the Grim Reaper.

But no one in the industry seems to dare to challenge this task. Because, they all have self-knowledge, to deal with such a powerful Yin Qi land, it is definitely not something that an elite god of death can deal with. Death Taro hears that some Grim Reapers' teams up and plans to join forces to destroy the powerful ghosts of Sakura Girl Takasato.

From the intensity of the yin qi in this school, it can be judged that there are at least five unjust souls above the level of ghosts entrenched in the Sakura Girl High School. Powerful ghost, only one level worse than the ghost king. And, it's five!

One elite Grim Reaper is enough to deal with one powerful ghost, let alone five!

But this is an opportunity for Kutaro.

As long as he destroys five powerful ghosts, his Grim Reaper level can be taken to the next level. It is even possible to reach the Grim Reaper of LV1, the highest rank in the Death Realm.

That's why it came to this place alone before the other Grim Reapers' teamed up.

"Hehe, you're mine." Dead Taro, who found his prey, ran in excitedly.

It then vanished into the school.

And what Dead Taro didn't know was that at this time it was in the old school building.

A figure ran desperately down the hallway.

This is a young man, and he also carries a ghost slasher on his back, and he also has a dead word on his forehead.

He is also one of the Grim Reapers. But his rank is two orders lower than Death Taro.

However, he and Death Taro have one thing in common - they both plan to preemptively subdue these five unjust souls of Park Aihua so that they can advance to the next level.

"Woo woo woo woo! Don't come here! I quit! The young man was obviously a grim reaper, but he showed a face of lovelessness, panicked, and ran desperately in the corridor of the old school building.

He never expected that what he was going to deal with would be so fierce!

In the corridor behind the young man, a terrible cloud of black gas poured out.

And in the black air, it was as if the beast was roaring, "Uh-uh! It made a low noise that shook the entire school building.

This thing, it's terrible!

Although the young man is just an ordinary grim reaper, he has also met a lot of unjust souls.

It was the first time he had encountered such a terrible monster.

"Uncle. I was wrong. I don't dare to come again! Please spare me! The young man ran and begged for mercy.

Suddenly—he fell, and the ghost slasher on his back fell out.

He didn't care about his embarrassed demeanor, so he hurriedly grabbed the ghost slashing knife and looked back again.

Damn, the black gas had already surged in front of him, and soon, it surrounded him.

I can't see it clearly.

The young man got up nervously, his hands clenched in his hands, and his feet trembled like fallen leaves in the autumn wind.

You can't beat this guy. He knew it. I just fought with it.

It didn't react at all to his tricks.

His ghost slasher was like a nail clipper to it.

But even nail clippers are his only weapons now.

Fight!

The young man clenched the ghost slashing knife and used all his strength to slash into the depths of the black qi for a few and a half months.

The half-moon slashed into it, as if it was swallowed by a black hole, and it had no effect at all.

"Damn!" The young man scolded, and finally, he ran away again.

But—he immediately fell again.

Something, wrapped around his feet.

And, lift him up high.

"Let go of me!" The young man hung upside down in the air, he struggled desperately, but to no avail.

"Hey, hey!"

At this time, he finally heard someone laughing evilly in the black air.

"Who is it?" The young man stared in horror into the black air.

Slowly, a figure appeared.

When he walked to the front, the young man saw the other man's face clearly, and his eyes widened in surprise.

In the next second, he felt a heart-rending pain.

The pain lasted only a second.

Because his body was torn in half in an instant.

It's like going to KFC to eat rotisserie chicken, which is easily torn in half.

The internal organs, the intestines, fell all over the ground, and the smell of blood filled the entire space.

Moonlight poured in from outside the hallway, like a corpse cloth, covering the pile of rotten limbs.

Morning came. The sunlight can't drive away the gloomy atmosphere that permeates the campus of Sakura Girls' High School.

Only this school has a different atmosphere.

On this street, the rest of the city is full of spring, except for the cherry blossom girl Takato, and the proud cherry blossom trees have lost their leaves, and some of the trees have died.

It was a depression, and the breeze swept the fallen leaves on the ground.

The exterior walls of the school building have also become mottled, and the basketball hoops and benches on the campus are deteriorating at an accelerated rate. This situation can only be explained by the excessive yin qi.

Even the students in the school, everyone seemed sick. They had panic on their faces and were depressed. In some classrooms, it was evident that there were many people, and some students were afraid to come to class for fear of rumors of hauntings.

If this continues, I'm afraid that Sakura Girls' High School will close down and close the school.

However, the kendo club of the Sakura Women's High School is an exception. Early in the morning, all the members showed up in the dojo on time to prepare for training.

Although the ghost is terrifying, to the members, Hua Wanwu seems to be even more terrifying.

And in the locker room of the kendo club. Xia Good Morning and Ah Chun are putting on kendo uniforms and standing in front of the mirror to look at their heroic posture.

"Hey, are you dressed properly?" Mikaka was also in the locker room. However, Xia Zao said that he was afraid that he would peek, so he asked him to turn his back to the wall.

"It's dressed. Turn it around. ”

After receiving permission, Mikaka turned around. "What's going on?" Xia Good morning and Ah Chun posed, "Handsome is not handsome." ”

"Handsome! Handsome! Mikaka said, "It's my turn to change my clothes." Carry your back. ”

"You're sick." Ah Chun said, "Your body is female, will you suffer if we take a look?" ”

"No, I can't. I'm going to have a mental burden. "Mikaka didn't do it.

At his strong request, Xia Good Morning and Ah Chun had no choice but to turn around.

Mikaka changed into a kendo uniform and said, "I have a question, why did we join the kendo club?" I haven't heard you're interested in playing with swords. ”

Xia Zao said while facing the wall: "Mikaka, are you stupid. You don't know that this school is very haunted. ”

"I know it's haunted." Mikaka said, "But what does haunting have to do with joining the kendo club? ”

Ah Chun said, "You are stupid. I ask you, who is the best person in this school? ”

Mikaka said: "Then you don't need to ask, it must be Hua Wanwu." ”

Ah Chun said: "Since this is the case, then it will be done." If we want to be an undercover agent in this school, we have to find a backer. Otherwise, what can you do if you are targeted by a resentful ghost. ”

Xia good morning said: "That's right. Those powerful ghosts who love flowers don't dare to get close to Hua Wanwu. ”

Mikaka said, "Why? ”

"Are you so confused, or are you pretending? Don't you know that Hanama Dance is the king of hunting? Moreover, the soul suppression knife in her hand is still the artifact that ghosts are most afraid of. It's not for nothing that it's called [Soul Suppression]. It's an artifact that even the Death Realm is in awe. ”

"Oooh!" Mikaka understood.

Ah Chun said: "Hey, I heard that something strange happened again in the classroom of the second class of high school this morning. ”

"What's weird."

"It seems that the desks and chairs in the classroom are messed up."

"That's it?"

How does Mikaka think that these ghost tricks are just scaring people at best.