In other words, there are no more ghosts in the world? ”

Shen slightly scratched his head.

It's a real nuisance, where can I go to complete the task without the ghost?

Monk Hui Cong saw his doubts.

"If the donor doesn't believe it......

"That's it, the little monk has collected some paintings, I believe that after you read it, you can believe that what the little monk said is true, after all......

"Monks don't speak."

With that, he left the meditation room with small steps.

When Huineng came back again, Shen Luo found that he had brought in a roll of bedding.

Syllable~

Huineng divided five by two and laid a mat next to him:

"Donor.

"Little monk will sleep with you tonight!"

What?

Shen Luo hurriedly wrapped himself tightly in the quilt and moved to the side a little.

"Forehead ......"

Huineng hurriedly explained with a smile:

"Don't get me wrong! In fact, this is originally a small monk's meditation room, and the rooms in the temple are full, so you can only be wronged to squeeze it.

"I don't know what to call you yet?"

Shen breathed a sigh of relief and folded his hands in thanks:

"That's really causing you trouble, my name is ......"

His eyes rolled.

If I tell him that my name is Jiguo Yuanyi, will it cause a lot of trouble, after all, my current strength has not recovered, so let's use a pseudonym.

"You can call me Jing Ze Yanxiang."

Monk HC touched the back of his head.

I've never heard of this surname, and the name is a bit weird, but it's normal, after all, there are more and more surnames in the whole book now.

"Mr. Jingze.

"This is the little monk's collection of pictures about the ghost killing team, as well as the thousand-year-long battle of the ghost dance Tsuji, since you are interested, I brought it."

Only then did Shen Luo notice that he was also carrying a heavy and large-format painting book.

HC took out a kerosene lamp to illuminate the meditation room.

Turn the first page.

The picture shows an ordinary man 1,000 years ago, in the Heian period, breaking a medicine bowl with a painful expression after receiving treatment from a doctor.

"Donor.

"This painting is about the origin of ghosts.

"In the Heian period, a man from the Sanyashiki family accidentally took a strange drug, and his body changed.

Since then, he has been immensely powerful, immortal, and has mastered many dark and evil spells, but he is also extremely afraid of the sun.

The man ......

"It's the ancestor of the ghost - the ghost dance Tsuji is not miserable."

Shen looked at the feminine and handsome man in the painting:

"He's dead now?"

"That's right.

"But in the words of my Buddha, I should say that I have been exceeded."

HC habitually corrected and continued to turn backwards.

The next content in the album is:

For nearly 1,000 years, this "Wu Miao" has created more and more ghosts by forcibly injecting his own blood into normal humans, and the ghost race has been formed since then.

Seeing this, Shen slightly touched his chin.

It turns out that in this world, all ghosts are made without misery?

No wonder it's the final boss of the new dungeon.

It's quite a row.

Soon, the album has turned to the last page:

"Two years ago, the ghost killing team formed by our human race had a final showdown with Wu Miao in a mysterious place called Infinite City!"

Oh roar haha –

HC's eyes suddenly burst out with a little star of worship:

"The Ghost Slayer is a handsome, dashing, white-skinned, beautiful, long-legged 'pillar' level powerhouse......

“CUA、CUA——

"The knife rose and fell, and finally succeeded in surpassing the miserable old thief!!

"Especially one of the handsome young team members named Tanjiro Kamado, who is the legendary Sun Breathing Method, contributed the final blow!"

At this, his face flushed with excitement.

The corners of Shen Luo's mouth twitched:

"Ah, this ......

"Master Hui Cong, although it is now the Taisho era, the monk ......

"You can also use adjectives like white-skinned, beautiful, and long-legged?"

Ahem –

HC coughed awkwardly and lowered his voice: "Don't hide it from Mr. Secret, in fact, a monk is just a monk's profession, and the temple is a company."

"Every weekend, the little monk will also have a normal secular life.

"Well, after all, times have changed."

This Shen Luo has understood a little.

The modern clergy are all professional, and such a phenomenon is actually widespread in China, but I didn't expect it to appear at the beginning of the 20th century.

What an unprofessional monk!

HC closes the album:

"Okay, tomorrow the little monk has to have a morning class, so he will go to bed first.

"As for the ghosts, you see them too.

"The ghosts in the world are all related to the ghost dance Tsuji no miserable, and after the no miserable was overtaken by the miserable, they all disappeared together."

He put his palms together and said, "Matter-of-factly:

"So now the ghost only exists in everyone's heart.

"Amitabha."

Scold~

What garlic are you pretending to be a fake monk.

The ghosts are all gone? That's simply impossible, otherwise the first task of this quest would be to find a ghost and destroy it.

What's more, the synopsis of the copy is written very clearly.

Onimai Tsuji is not miserable and not dead.

This guy has definitely managed to escape from the Demon Slayer by some means, and maybe even more terrifying plans and revenge are brewing.

It's all a routine!

Shen Luo waved his hand and said in HC's tone:

"The mage is not right.

"In fact, the ghost has not disappeared, and the misery still exists, and everything you see is just a flash in the pan."

After saying that, he lowered his head, and a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

What the?

HC was frightened, and hurriedly stepped back a little:

"Don't fool the little monk~"

Perhaps really frightened, he quickly shrank into the bed, turned off the kerosene lamp and prepared to sleep.

Shen Luo and HC just lay side by side on the seat collapse.

Squeak –

Squeak –

The soft moonlight poured in through the window, and the acquaintances outside kept screaming.

HC had some insomnia and kept turning over.

I was so excited to watch "Ghost Killer Commemorative Album" just now that he couldn't sleep at all.

His mind kept flashing fantasies about becoming a member of the Demon Slayer.

Harm.

It can only be a fantasy.

In fact, in the past, the Ghost Slayer was a little-known and mysterious organization.

After Wu Miao was eliminated, the ghost killing team was disbanded and became history completely.

The team members returned to the lives of ordinary people, and only then did they gradually enter the eyes of the people and be loved by everyone.

Even they produced official merchandise.

This "Ghost Killer Commemorative Album" was bought from the former team member, Tanjiro Kamado's sister, Kamado You Bean, and the back is ......

There's even an autograph of her kawaii!

Wow –

Just as HC was thinking about it, an abrupt voice suddenly sounded in the meditation room.

He pricked up his ears:

"Looks like something fell on the ground?"

Shen Luo also opened his eyes suddenly.

Whoop, whoop, whoop

Soon, similar sounds kept ringing in the meditation room, and it seemed that some beads were rolling to the ground one after another, making a crisp sound.

"Is your bead broken?"

HC was already a little nervous, and he said tremblingly:

"No, no."

"Oh."

Hearing his calm response, HC's heart suddenly calmed down a lot, and he began to recite the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra silently.

However, immediately after, Shen Luo said something that almost scared him to tears:

"That'......

"It's just a ghost."