This sentence has been suppressed in Yae's heart for a long time, but she has never dared to say it.

In the past two years in Butterfly House, she has seen too many members of the Oni Slayer who have been seriously injured by ghosts, and she has a deeper understanding of the meaning of Tomioka Yoshiyu and Butterfly Ninja's words at that time.

The ghost and the ghost killing team are incompatible.

Therefore, my father stayed in a secret lounge in the butterfly house and rarely went out, so as not to attract the attention of others.

And as time goes by, Butterfly Shinobu has been using the configured medicine to condition and build his body, but he has never been able to find a solution to the final step, which also means that he will always survive in a half-human, half-ghost state.

In the past six months, Yae was horrified to find that his father's meal volume had begun to decline, and more and more food had piled up on the food plate he served.

Butterfly Shinobu was busy diagnosing and treating the injuries of the members of the Ghost Slayer team, going out on missions, etc., and handed over the work of taking care of and building to her, so this matter became a boulder pressed in the heart of the eight.

If it weren't for Yahara's sudden visit, she planned to bury the secret forever.

After listening to Yae's words, Yahara was thoughtful, and the operation he made was his extremely crude experiment, the kind that was simply reckless.

But he and Lingyuzi both have the same symptoms, but the triggers are different.

If Yae hadn't lied to him, the former would have been the result of a long-term illness that had been infected with the ghost's blood again, and the latter was due to being too emotional, which led to bloodlust.

Yae looked at Yahara uneasily, his pretty face turned white, expecting and anxiously waiting for his reply.

"Yae-san, can you take me to see Mr. Matazo?"

Yahara's eyes were like torches, staring at her eyes seriously, as if he was about to look into the depths of his soul.

"Okay, okay."

Walking out of the door of the living room, the three of them walked to a room at the southernmost end of the courtyard, where the sun was blocked by a bonsai rockery next to it, and the air was very cool.

Softly pushing the door open, Yae leaned sideways and motioned for Yahara to enter.

Walking slowly into this perennial shadow room, Yahara suddenly felt a chill, as if walking on a deserted street in the middle of the night.

He sat on the bed, his body thin, his face withered, and his eyes closed and looked listless.

"Mr. Zao, long time no see." Out of politeness, Yahara was the first to say hello.

The eyelids were half-opened, and the red eyes were like a life-threatening sight, and soon locked on the Yahara Gate: "You... It's night... Mr. Hara? ”

As he spoke, Yahara carefully observed the oni-related features on his body, and it seemed that he had recovered quite a bit in the course of two years.

Scarlet ghost eyes, rudimentary ghost horns, saliva dripping inadvertently from the corners of the mouth......

If he comes a week late, I'm afraid that Yae will be completely ghosted, and he will be driven by hunger and devoured.

After summing up, Yahara directly pulled out the evil, his body flashed, and in the blink of an eye, he pierced into the heart of the re-creation, and began to carry out the operation of inaction.

Yae, who was standing outside the door, didn't have the heart to pinch Yuko's face, and waited anxiously for news from inside the house.

Almost for a moment, a dark shadow obscured her vision, dispelling her chaotic mood.

"It's okay."

The simple three words completely dispelled her doubts, and without thanking her, Yae ran into the house to check on her father's situation.

"The butterfly can't bear to be there, it's hard to do now."

I was going to come to Butterfly Shinobi to ask her about the data of the body, but I didn't want to pounce on her.

"Lord Yahara, I'm feeling very uncomfortable here." Wrinkled Qiong's nose, his head was dizzy, and his eyes were foggy.

Just as he was trying to comfort her for a while, Yahara suddenly remembered that according to the timeline, Butterfly Shinobu seemed to be supported by Nada Spider Mountain.

But with Tanjiro's current strength, it is estimated that there is no problem with the opening of the second string, and with the protagonist's aura exploding, he may be infinitely close to the upper wind.

Why don't you check it out yourself? I remember that there are still a lot of ghosts there, how can people dislike their lack of money.

......

"My lord, did you tell me that the mission alone was just to kill a new Ghost Slayer Player?" Tong Mo, who has very special colorful eyes, bowed his head and saluted, and was respectful to the beautiful woman in front of him.

As the second of the twelve ghost moons, he has received the immeasurable blood of Oni Dance Tsuji, and his strength is unfathomable, even in the face of the so-called "pillar" level elites of the Ghost Slayer team, he can easily crush them.

And this time he was summoned alone, and it was in the base camp of Infinite City, such a degree of attention made Tong Mo think that it would be such a difficult task, and he was even ready to return from injury.

But all that's in front of you is killing a new Ghost Slayer newcomer? In other words, he didn't even have the interest to make a move.

"Tong Mo, the upper string Wu Yu pot is dead, do you know?" A feminine voice slowly spit out from the woman's mouth, with an extremely cold chill.

Sensing the woman's anger, Tong Mo swallowed back the sarcastic words that had originally come to his lips, and made a regretful and shocked expression: "Who did it?" Ghost Slayer Guys? ”

"That's not the point, the most important thing is that the twelve ghost months lost a top string, but they didn't get any results back!" Like an elegant cat suddenly revealing its sharp teeth, the woman's willow eyebrows are upside down, her eyes are wide open, and she exudes supreme coercion.

Tong Mo's handsome and delicate face was covered with sweat, but he didn't dare to move for a moment, allowing it to slide down his skin.

This woman's posture is the monster who sent the jade pot to attack the Kamato house, the ghost dance Tsuji, who is moody and kills people at will just by mood!

"Anyway, this time I'm going to at least see the result of the new Ghost Slayer wearing earrings being seriously injured, understand?!"

Perhaps remembering the figure of Yahara, Onimai Tsuji miraculously made the last concession, and then remembered: "Nada Spider Mountain is tired there, try to let him play a role too, and raise the success rate to the highest!" ”

"Yes!" Tong Mo knelt directly on one knee and expressed to Onimai Tsuji no miserable that he was determined to complete the task.

When he raised his head, the Infinite City had disappeared, and he had returned to the ancient ancestral hall where he had been.

The sound of gold and iron sounded, Tong Mo pulled away the gorgeous iron fan, and slowly fanned a burst of cold wind, hovering around his body, in order to calm his mood.

Nada Spider Mountain? What an inelegant name?

Having lived for hundreds of years, how could he not see the true purpose of Onimai Tsuji's misery.

One day two years ago, I suddenly received an order to restrict my retreat, and I haven't heard from him since. If it weren't for the induction still exuding from the curse, Tong Mo would even think that something had happened to him.

This mission is by no means as simple as killing a newcomer to the ghost killing team, and there may be some wonderful things that I didn't expect......

Chapter 101: Natian Spider Mountain with Accidents [Ask for Subscription]