"Obviously, he was the decrepit child who just wanted to drown in the literary club two days ago, why did he just sleep for two days and everything changed?"

He didn't have the idea of wanting an answer from the girl, but arrogantly talked to himself, saying something that the three girls couldn't understand,

"He ran on the red runway, and he began to pick up his knife, and instead of cutting off the enemy, he slashed first at his own heart."

The little devil remembered the storm that had been extinguished today, and clapped his hands,

"Yes, it's private money, and our protagonist still has private money that I don't know."

"Don't worry, I'm not worried about the protagonist getting out of our script,"

The little devil looked at the girls and explained to himself,

"After all, I saw what I wanted to see."

"Although he doesn't have the power, he has already started to chase power!"

Bang Bang Bang!

He clapped his hands lightly, summoned a glass of red wine and drank it, and it was only at this moment that he really spoke to the third girl.

"Sorry girls, for keeping you waiting so long."

"Enjoy your spa tonight."

"Because I think it's not long before your vacation ends early."

"After all, if you want to write a new script, you have to know why our protagonist has changed this way."

"It doesn't matter if the devil's power can't see what our protagonist is doing, because we still have beautiful girls who can observe our protagonist in all directions."

"But tonight, girls, let's have a good night's sleep."

"I've prepared a wine for you that has been treasured for many years and a meal just prepared by a five-star chef, I hope you like it."

With a crisp snap of his fingers, the empty hot spring was filled with red wine, boys, and swimming rings, leaving a rising mist.

"So, the boss suddenly stopped us, just to get sick?" The potato chip girl tightened the somewhat cold yukata and couldn't help complaining,

"Does he know that in that moment, his little butler is more than a billion dollars."

"The boss knows, but the loss of a billion won't affect him to say crazy things," Jiude Mai stepped on the stairs covered with expensive carpets with her long white legs,

"Let's go up and do the SPA, it doesn't matter if you don't understand."

"It's enough to know that the boss will keep us busy around the protagonist soon."

"The nurse group is about to start working, so let's enjoy it while you have time."

Phew——!

A faint turbid breath came out of Lu Mingfei's mouth, and he opened his eyes slightly, all empty.

Suck ——!

Lu Mingfei inhaled deeply, closed his eyes, and then spit out heavily.

"It seems that just now, it really scared him."

He smiled and shook his head, trying to suppress the murderous aura that lingered in his body.

"It's a bit of a problem."

If it goes on like this, the devil knows if he will draw a knife and deal with it whenever he encounters something in reality.

It's not good, it's not good, it's a society under the rule of law now, if there's anything going on, you must first find the police uncle.

We still have to find a way to converge and converge.

Why don't you take the time to learn music or draw to cleanse your mind?

I don't know if there will be a chance in the simulator to directly fill him with any skills or something.

If you have a fixed talent roll, you should have a skill fix too.

Lu Mingfei thought nonsense and turned his gaze back into the simulator.

[After a year, you officially became a member of the Demon Slayer.

The sabers are the two that your grandfather helped to build, and the crows are naturally awe-inspiring dead children. 】

[But you also get something that other team members don't have—admiring gaze and far-reaching fame.]

Needless to say, the admiring eyes naturally need not be said, and those members who slaughter the mountain with you have expressed their determination to come to you if there is something!

The reputation of Yuanbo is because all the members of the ghost killing team know that this year there is a teenager who slaughtered all the evil ghosts of the vine attack mountain, which is really crazy!

Of course, Butterfly Shinobu and Mako finally guessed some of your thoughts.

But they uncharacteristically didn't lose their temper, they just quenched poison and practiced knives, and became more and more serious! 】

[Afterwards, you and the four of you secretly buried the collected masks on the top of the Narrow Foggy Mountain, hoping that the souls of the senior brothers and sisters could rest in peace.

You didn't tell the truth to Mr. Scale, but you hid all this in your hearts. 】

[In the mist, you seem to hear the thanks of your senior brothers and sisters, their soft eyes fall here, and their pure souls stay here, with the father-like teacher Scale. 】

[The long-term influence of Tushan has not yet dissipated, and Brother Yaoya has also found inspiration from it.

He found that working together in three or two people could effectively reduce the death rate, so he began to promote this mission model on a large scale, which was quite effective.

In addition, in order to carry out the previous assessment normally, the leader of the ghost killing team has no choice but to issue a task to you.

"You are limited to catching 200 ghosts within the next 4 years, otherwise you will not be allowed to be promoted." 】

[You are speechless about this.

Because you never imagined that the ghosts after the slaughter of the mountain would have to be caught by yourself. 】

[But no matter what, the past is over, and you have started a new journey. 】

["Master! Next stop! South, South, East! ”

The figure of the dead child hovers in the morning light and moonlight, and you, wearing the black uniform of the Ghost Slayer Team, begin to go to all parts of the country!

Catch ghosts! Slay ghosts! Become a column!

This is your goal right now! 】

[However, the requirements for you to become a pillar seem to be much more difficult than ordinary people.]

The way for ordinary people to become pillars is to kill 200 ghosts or kill the ghosts of the lower string level.

But you have to catch 200 of them first, then kill 200 of them, or kill a ghost who has a lower string. 】

[Therefore, you are extremely eager to meet the lower string ghost and then be directly promoted to the pillar, but you also know that this kind of thing can be encountered but not wanted.] 】

[In the year you are 12 years old, everyone is moving forward on their own path in life!

Rabbit, Yiyong, Xing Shoulang, Immortal Chuan, Kuang Jin, Uncle Purgatory, Uncle Beimingyu and others are all running on the front line of killing ghosts, bathing in blood in the moonlight.

The same is true of Chana, who works harder than everyone else, and doesn't even see each other a few times a year.

Mako practiced chopping boulders in the Narrow Foggy Mountain, and although the hand ghost had been eliminated and the assessment was not so difficult, this was what she asked of herself.

Shanyi and the unlearned Kengaku still stay in Momoyama, taking advantage of the thunderstorm that comes and goes to face the test of courage, he still skips training from time to time, but it's more like a grandfather and grandson game with Kuwajima Sensei.

Shinobu shrank in his hut all year round, and the refining and extraction of wisteria flower poison proceeded steadily.

Your parents, Mr. and Mrs. Butterfly, and Miss Tsutako have devoted themselves to the construction of the Ghost Slayer's base bases and medical institutions, and it is getting smoother and smoother.

Your grandfather runs to the Forging Knife Village from time to time, and it seems that he has a wife?

In the few days since you were back, you have seen him many times on a wicker chair in the courtyard, with a huge piece of wood in front of him.

"It's a gift that needs to be carved with care, and when it's done, you're going to love it," he says. ”】

12,000, one more.

(End of chapter)