Chapter 45
Chapter 45
blood.
It was a scene of bright red blood splattering everywhere.
Ji Guoyuan huddled in a corner of the house with Ge trembling in his arms. Their bodies were covered with cloth and weeds, enough to cover their bodies so that they would not be easily discovered by the outside world.
Ge's body was trembling constantly, because of the physiological reaction brought about by extreme fear and panic, but this kind of reaction also has an advantage, that is, excessive fear is enough to make her voice hoarse and unable to speak. Come on whoop and scream.Of course, Ge was very sensible at first, trying his best to control all the sounds he would make.
Ji Guoyuan lowered his eyes, as usual, he didn't react too much.But he knew that he had to hold Ge in his arms tightly, and would not let go of the hands protecting her.He was here, but his mind drifted outside, thinking about Kazama Yu who went out and said that he would give them an extra meal.
Is he... okay?
When Ji Guoyuan thought about it, it was the same as what Ge raised his head and moved his lips silently to him.
"Kazama must...don't come back now."
Song sincerely prayed, praying far more important than their own safety.
……
[Little Feather, is this really okay? 】
The sound of the system sounded, and the person listening to it sat on a tall tree, leaning on the thick branches.The thick and lush branches and leaves perfectly concealed Kazama Yu's figure, and the shadow completely enveloped him, erasing him from this world.
— nothing bad.
Kazama Yu said.
On their way back through the night, they saw the trail of the "ghost" in the dim moonlight, and following the trail was their way home, that is, the hospitable village.When Kazama Yu saw this scene, his eyes sank slightly, but he didn't make any movements. He just held the fruit he found in his arms and randomly rubbed one into his mouth, then found a tree and climbed He went up and put the whole village in his eyes.
It was too late for them to remind.In the past, they only saw a one-sided massacre.
The ghost has entered the village.Looking at the trail, there seemed to be three or four.
[But, but... the target of the raid is still inside. 】
—…I can have two kids see me, I can touch a lot of things.
——But have you forgotten, I have already lost the right to draw my sword.
Kazama Yu's gaze was very cold. He looked at his hand, but the soft palm was covered with thick calluses. It used to be strong and warm, but now he only remembered the past, looking at the pain brought by years of sword practice. Dazed by the traces.
A samurai of great renown was unable to draw his sword again throughout his life.
This is really the funniest story.
The system understood what Kazama Yu hadn't finished saying.
Those who cannot draw their swords will not be able to do anything even if they go.
This is the fact.
——Don't worry too much, I've used the flower's ability around the house.As long as they don't go out, it's fine.
There are too few preventive measures. Apart from comforting the system, Kazama Yu's words are vaguely comforting himself, but his calm expression never shows.
……
Wails are everywhere, but this small house is a temporary pure land in hell.
The already inhuman creatures that slaughtered the villagers outside were having their rare dinner. Human flesh and miserable screams were delicacies for monsters like them who had no heart and had already left the scope of humans.
Their house is supposed to survive till the end.
But the accident came so suddenly.
The door was pushed open heavily, and the villagers who ran into the house in a panic ran into the house because their legs were unstable due to excessive fear, and finally staggered and fell to the ground, rolling in pain and knocking down many things.
The children hiding in the depths were not found, but the shelter was knocked down a lot.The knocked-off shelter is enough to expose a small gap so that they can see the outside world more clearly, and also allow outsiders to see them in a special corner.
So they met the villagers' dilated pupils in horror.
The villager seemed to be stunned for a moment, and he slightly opened and closed his chapped lips that overflowed with blood, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end everything closed on the figure outside the door blocking the moonlight.
He turned his back to the moonlight, and because he stood too far away, the shadow blurred his face.But as he gradually approached and smiled strangely, the man's face became more and more clear.
That existence that can no longer be called a "human being" is a monster, a monster born out of malice in the world.The ferocious face, the sharpness of the dripping blood, and the remains of the person hanging from the corner of the lips are enough to explain everything.
"You really ran into a strange place?" said the monster. "This place is really hard to find. If I hadn't opened that door, I wouldn't have known there was such a place..."
As it said, it took its own steps, and approached the villager who retreated desperately to escape the footsteps of death.
As it was walking, a regretful expression appeared on its face that could not be seen as a human being: "Ah, what a pity... Although the meat of adults is also delicious, the meat of children is the most tender. .If I can't beat those two guys, I will definitely be able to go to a better place in this village and eat more delicious tender meat..."
Child……?
The look of the villager waiting to die suddenly stopped, and a gleam of light suddenly appeared on his ashen face.
The villagers raised their heads and asked with a trembling voice, "Do you want to eat children...?"
In the corner of the room, the children hiding in a hidden place stopped all movements, even forgetting to breathe for a moment.
They realized what the villager was going to say.
"I can tell you where there is a child that hasn't been eaten, then...then..." The trembling voice was intermittent, but the words of the despicable side of the heart were spoken, "In exchange...can you... let it go I?"
The monster's footsteps stopped, and it looked over with interest, with a vaguely happy expression on its face, which was the contempt and disdain when playing with the dying prey, and it tried to put on a kind smile: "Yes, That depends on how many children you can give me? With such a big body, you need at least two children, right? "
"Two children... two children..." The villager stood up suddenly, his desire for life pushed his body to the covered side, "two children... I can give it to you!"
Accompanied by the words falling, there was the sound of straw and cloth being lifted, and they were scattered on the ground one after another. Countless dust floated in the air, scattered in the moonlight.
Those heavy protections set up with Kazama Yu's efforts were completely broken, and the children under that were presented in the eyes of ghosts.
……
Song covered his eyes.
The moment the light came in, Ji Guoyuan walked out from the place where he held her in his arms to protect her, and stood in front of her, changing her into another method of protection.He just stood there, just said a few words lightly.
"Cover your eyes."
Under his words, Ge raised his hand to cover his eyes, and obeyed Ji Guoyuanyi's request extremely obediently, while the other hand covered his mouth, covering his face below.
She believed in Ji Guo Yuan Yi.
And Ji Guoyuan did not live up to this expectation.
His gaze fell not far away, it was something that Yu Kazama brought back casually a long time ago and threw it in the corner as a decoration.It was a knife with a pitch-black scabbard covering the blade, but Ji Guoyuan once opened it the day he brought it back and saw that the knife was very sharp.
So he stretched out his hand to hold the handle of the knife, and pulled out the pitch-black blade from the jet-black scabbard. The blade flashed a cold light, and waved it under the moonlight.
He recalled what he had seen in the successor country, and finally raised the knife with a strange gesture.
……
As soon as Ji Guoyuan came out, he was holding Ge, who was half a step behind him, with one hand, his face was still stained with blood, which was scattered around the stripes, but it didn't seem as bright red as the stripes.In his other hand, he held a knife.
The blade of that knife was very strange, it was different from white or pure black, but the moment Ji Guoyuan grasped it, and the moment Ji Guoyuan took it out of the scabbard, it was stained with bright red like blood. color.
The villager who fell to the ground didn't seem to have recovered from the scene just now. He never expected that the child he betrayed swung the knife and cut off the monster's head.
The monster's smile froze on its face, and it discovered the fact that it couldn't recover and was completely collapsing.
It looked with surprised and shocked eyes, only the indifferent back of the child.
Ge Xian saw Feng Jianyu not far away with sharp eyes, and she gently tugged Ji Guoyuanyi's hand, and Ji Guoyuanyi followed his gaze and found Feng Jianyu.
Kazama Yu wore white clothes when he went out, but now this white is like a joke in the sea of blood.Dawn was approaching, and fragments of sunlight fell on his robes, illuminating the miserable scene of this hell.
Only Kazama Yu was different.
There was no trace of blood on the soles of his shoes, he seemed to be isolated from the world, and there was no dust floating on his robes.
He was still holding the picked fruit in his arms, and with a faint expression on his face, it seemed that nothing caught his eye. He reached out and picked up one casually, wiped it and stuffed it into his mouth, as if nothing had happened. Just like when he came back every day.
But no one can return to normal mood.
Ji Guoyuan asked, "You are a warrior, why don't you draw your sword?"
He was simply asking questions, never containing any emotions or questioning.
From the moment he killed the evil spirit, Ji Guoyuan knew exactly what the drawn knife hanging around Kazama Yu's waist was used for. His so-called "killing ghosts" was really not a joke or tricking children. words, but something that really exists in this world.
So why?Why has Kazama Yu, who has this power and the name of a samurai, never drawn his sword?
Is death and blood what Kazama Yu expected to see?
When Kazama Yu walked in, he was about to reach out and touch his head to show off. His movements and words were immediately locked, and the half-hearted smile that leaked from the corner of his mouth turned into bitter indifference in the end.
Kazama Yu squatted down, looking light and calm, the fruit in his mouth made a crisp sound, he did not answer that question, but threw out his own question: "Do you want to learn sword skills, cut kill the devil?"
This is a strange question.Who would ask a child such a heavy subject?
But Ji Guoyuan knew clearly that he was serious.
So in the end, he also seriously clenched the knife in his hand and nodded.
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