Blazing Angel of Demon Slayer

Jing Zhikang said: "They are ghost hunters, they are very powerful, they specialize in killing ghosts."

"Ghost, you know, it's the ghost who eats people at night in the story, it's all true, I have seen it with my own eyes, Ono's biological father was eaten by ghosts..."

"But with the ghost hunter here, we don't have to be afraid."

Ghost... If you knew that I was a ghost next to you, I don't know how you would feel.

However, the strength of these swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Squad is a bit mediocre.

Lin Chi could see that their steps were not steady enough, they could even be said to be pretentious, and their eyes were not firm enough, with impatience flickering.

It seems that the quality of this ghost killing team is worrying.

Uncle, if you expect them to be able to slay ghosts... you'll be dead.

Such a swordsman of the ghost killing team, even if the snake ghost can beat ten of them, it would not be enough to fill the gap between their teeth.

Lin Chi said: "Although I haven't seen it before, I've heard of it a lot. I think it's not something everyone just made up."

"A ghost that can eat people is really scary when you think about it."

The convoy was walking slowly, and Lin Chi and Jing Zhikang chatted a lot. Not long after, a small stall appeared in front of the convoy. An old man who looked about 80 or [-] years old was wearing a shabby padded jacket. Full of melons and fruits.

When passing by, he said in a trembling tone: "Passer, would you like some fruit..."

And Jing Zhikang hesitated for a moment, then showed a clear expression, and said: "You are still there, I remember when I passed by here a few years ago, you were here."

He looked at Lin Chi and said, "Back then, Xiao Ye's father bought some fruit to eat, and he was full of praise. It's a pity that he was given by a ghost the night he finished eating... hey, let's not talk about that."

Turning to look at the old man again, Jing Zhikang said: "These melons and fruits still look so beautiful. I didn't buy them last time. Give me some apples and pears this time. I like to eat these."

Indeed, it is winter now, and most of the melons and fruits should be mediocre in appearance, but the old man's fruits are brightly colored, and there are some out-of-season melons and fruits.

But it looks good, but Lin Chi smelled the faint smell of blood...

The old man who sells melons and fruits also has a violent and chaotic smell belonging to ghosts.

This old man, no, this old guy, you are a ghost!He also made no secret of his greedy lust.

This smell really makes me sick.

Old ghost, I'm still interested in selling fruit, it's really interesting.

However, the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Squad still didn't respond... just glanced at them casually and didn't care.

It's almost twelve o'clock in the night now, and there are fruit sellers, can't you doubt it?

It's really bad food, the food makes Lin Chi a headache.

Chapter 48 I

"Uncle, eating fruit in this cold weather will hurt your stomach."

"It's uncomfortable and troublesome if you have a bad stomach, so don't buy it."

Jing Zhikang thought for a while, and what Lin Chi said was not unreasonable, forget it, it's important to hurry.

He said to the old ghost: "Old man, if there is a chance to patronize your business again in the future, let's forget it this time."

In the gray and white messy hair, the old ghost's eyeballs gradually turned red, but just as he raised his head to show a fierce look, he found Lin Chi behind Jing Zhikang staring at him with blood-red pupils that were more ferocious than himself. he.

It turns out that this convoy is already being watched by ghosts... and it looks relatively strong.

The old ghost lowered his head again, and the red light in Lin Chi's eyes gradually faded away.

"Hehe, passer-by, the little brother next to you is right. Sometimes, the pain inside the body is the real pain. Be careful."

Jing Zhikang smiled and waved his hands: "Of course, I will pay attention, thank you for reminding me."

Lin Chi looked at the old ghost from behind, and sneered in his heart. This guy wanted to remind the team that he was a ghost, probably because he was unhappy with him.

The convoy moved again and walked slowly for about half an hour. Jing Zhikang had already slept at the back, and a younger man named Aso was guiding the convoy.

I don't know if the old ghost in the back is still setting up a stall to sell his fruit...

Lin Chi rubbed his belly, pretended to be uncomfortable, and said, "I'll go to the back to solve my physical problems."

Aso said with a bit of concern: "Go quickly, remember to come here quickly, don't leave orders when it gets dark."

Lin Chi got out of the carriage and trotted all the way to the back of the convoy. After the convoy couldn't see him, he ran towards the old ghost's position at top speed.

In just a few minutes, Lin Chi saw him again, still sitting tremblingly behind the fruit stand, as if shivering a little because of the cold weather, which made people feel unbearable.

That Ono's father must have died in the hands of this ghost. After eating his food, he was killed by the ghost that night. How could it be such a coincidence.

Uncle, if you give me a ride, I have nothing to help, except for this ghost, who will avenge your brother for you.

The old ghost watched Lin Chi approach step by step, his cloudy eyes looked at Lin Chi suspiciously through his messy white hair.

Lin Chi stepped forward and knelt down: "Old guy, how do you sell this fruit?"

The old ghost chuckled: "Your own, just take it away."

Lin Chi pointed to a watermelon: "I don't know if the watermelon in winter is good or not."

The color of this watermelon is bright and bright, and the green is translucent. It is really attractive just by looking at it.

The old ghost said: "It's very sweet, if you want to eat it, take it."

Ghosts can't eat this stuff again, so come and entertain me?Didn't I just want to trick you...

Lin Chi picked up the watermelon and looked at the old ghost, making eye contact with him.

"Let me ask you, is your melon ripe?"

The old ghost pushed his white hair back to reveal a hideous look, and grinned at Lin Chi: "Of course, you can try it."

Lin Chi seemed to have not heard, and asked again: "Are you sure this melon is ripe?"

The old ghost was taken aback for a moment, and then the blood in his eyes gradually became thicker.

"what do you mean?"

Lin Chi chuckled, and suddenly reached out his hand swiftly like the wind, grasped the old ghost's neck, and lifted him up high.

The old ghost showed anger, and his white hair became longer and wrapped around Lin Chi. Lin Chi didn't dodge, and was wrapped around his neck by the white hair.

A fierce look flashed in his eyes, and the old ghost manipulated the hair to shrink and tighten, and there was a creaking sound.