The ghosts also have a name. Even the ghosts have surnames. They were a clan with the last name Kijima.
They in this day and age had no superior rulers, whose thoughts were both primitive and instinctive and conservative, and fiercely hostile to human matters.
"One of the sorcerers is an Inhuman Child."
"Besides, I've been told that things are so beautiful that I mistook them for a daughter."
"I'm not looking forward to it. We'll decide where to eat now."
"Do you want to eat it alive? Or do you want to bake and eat?
"The eagle is good to eat while offending"
At Tentative Negijo, the Kijima ghosts have a delightful conversation. When we descend into the world of man, we are transformed into the figure of man, but now the horns and fangs are exposed, and the colour of our bodies is that of ghosts.
Eat the strong inspired and the strong magicians, and they will be strengthened. That is certainly true, but not all ghosts in Kijima, in fact, possess that trait. No, even in ghosts, only some who can exercise superordinary powers apply. But I believe all ghosts, not just Kijima, will gain power.
In the first place, many ghosts want to eat human flesh in ways like faith and thought. I'm not asking for it by instinct. To that evidence, the human carnivore that takes place among the ghosts also becomes obsolete with the times afterwards. Because as I continued to interact with people, even if I hated people, I became resistant to the act of eating.
"It's a report of a sight. Looks like they noticed. They kicked me out of the wild plains, and then they poisoned me at the diner."
Liaison officers with objects mixed with a group of wildflowers returned to Negijo, reporting.
"They kicked you out? Heh heh."
One man offends.
"Phew, phew, phew."
The ghost of an elder, who is at first sight a wise man of the clan, utters something.
"You did enough to get killed? It's a strange story that he was poisoned later without being killed on the spot. Even though it is an assassination of dignitaries, such as poisoning, the elders say,"
The leader translates and communicates the words of the elders. The elders always only say fu fu fu. Because some of the ghosts do not understand the elders' words, most of them are translated and communicated by their heads.
"It's a disgusting story. Better be careful."
The head of the ghost says with a strange face. But no one knows what to be careful about.
"We still need to talk. He says he has now fought the poisoned. You think some of them are magicians and monsters? And the wildfire is like another group."
"Heh heh heh heh heh"
"The eagles move, but they say they're lucky."
Hear the preacher's words, the elder speaks to the chief, and the chief translates the elder's words.
"Okay, it's been a long time since I've fought people! Spit out the anger and eat the meat from his stomach!
"Fungo!
"Wow, wow!"
The ghosts also stood up and cheered in unison, responding to the shouts of their risen heads and elders.
The number of ghosts was five, but early in the opening of the fighting, one died. A good neighbor shot himself in the head with a gun.
"Even if I didn't die of poison, I wouldn't have made it to Seed Island"
A good dweller laughs as he looks down at a ghost shot through the head and falls to the big letter. The killer was a ghost who had been poisoned earlier.
"Whoa!
An exasperated ghost thrust through the good neighbourhood, but the good neighbourhood leapt for more than two meters on the spot without any help, hanging on the ceiling pillar of the shop.
"Ho ho."
The Good Sumitomo fell to the ghost with his retreating voice, taking out his unnostalgia on the way down, and cutting the ghost's throat with the fall - was meant to.
(Stiff. I don't know what it felt like, but it was prevented anyway)
In fact the ghost had not fallen either, so the Good Sumitomo repeated a short leap, went outside the store and took a distance from the ghost. Only one was a ghost with a blue body color and only one horn growing.
"Four one-on-one is just fine."
A ghost with his hair cut into a horn says with a lumpy face, eating a rice balls. There was a ringtone at the end of the gaze of the horn pruning ghost.
"Woman, I saw your head with you. Shall I join you?"
"Okay."
Ringtone nodding at the offer of a horn mowing ghost.
"I don't want to bother the store if possible, so please go outside"
"Fine. Hey, you guys, get out there."
Upon the request of the ringtone, the ghost of the pruning prompted the other three ghosts...
"Oh? Why should I care like a human?
The blue ghost in one corner rebels in a grumpy manner.
Shortly afterwards, the pruning ghost grabbed and pulled one corner of the blue ghost with his left hand with tremendous momentum, knocking the blue ghost to the ground with one arm.
"You seem to have enough rice..."
On a blue ghost falling into depression, the horn mowing ghost is a truly ghostly form of rage, crouching and riding, pulling left with the horn grabbed, forcing the blue ghost's face up.
"You defy rice from enough! Eat! Rice only grill!
"Gumo!"
A horn-mowing ghost pushes the edible rice balls he had in his right hand onto the face of a blue ghost. Then rice grows more and more, and in motion as if willing, it enters the nose and mouth of the Blue Ghost.
(No... Are you saying you can suffocate me with rice...... Oh...... what a miserable and painful look......)
The ringtone was badly excited to see blue ghosts with their heads held in place disappointingly, their faces covered with rice, their mouths and noses grained, and rice grains penetrating their eyes and ears.
(If they did that to me too...... The other way around, if you can get stripped naked and rugged all over your body with those big hands instead of just your face......)
A bell tone that overlays you with blue ghosts, runs paranoia, and excites you even more. I sneak one hand on my breasts and rub it from the top of my clothes, and my erect nipples also irritate me with my fingers.
"What the hell! No more defiance!
"If you know what I mean!
Blue ghosts begged forgiveness, and the horn-mowing ghosts rose away from the blue ghosts that had become full of rice.
"What's up? Did you cower?
"Yes, no..."
Speaking to the ghost of the pruning, the bell sounds, turning away his blushing face, pulling in the hand that was stretching out to his chest, and pulling out his sword.
"Then it's because of concentration. Yuku!"
Don't scream, the horn-mowing ghost sticks out his palm.
"U.S. Iron Cannon!
A large quantity of rice was sprayed linearly from the palms of the ghosts, and they were not allowed to bathe in the ringtones, but the ringtones put their own demonic power into the demonic knife concubine pine and beat it on the rice.
Rice is played one after the other as the bell tone continues to maintain its outfit with the sword slapped against the rice. It doesn't extend to ringtones at all.
"If so! US snowstorm!
Massive amounts of rice literally blow like snowstorms as they swirl around the ghost of the pruning.
That's when the gunshots went off. Almost at the same time, it also sounded tall.
"What..."
A good dweller leaks a groan of consternation. After taking the distance, he was a good dweller who shot the Blue Ghost in the back of the head with a fire rope gun, but the bullet had been played, without wearing the Blue Ghost's head. Another tall sound is the sound of a bullet being played.
"It hurts. Seeds Island... But my skin didn't seem to pass."
Blue ghosts laugh as they hold their heads.
"Ghaaaa!
The blue ghost raised the scream of the Terminator.
"Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!
The ghost of the pruning also screamed, but covered his body with a sphere of rice to guard him instantly.
The other two ghosts who were fighting Mount Seven Treasures and Peacock were also screaming.
Lightning spread vortexically around the body of the ringtone, and electric shocks were piercing the bodies of the four ghosts.
Three ghosts fell where the electric swirl disappeared. All three of them are desperate.
He wrapped his own body in a sphere of rice and was a protected horn mowing ghost, but it was completely unprotected and severely damaged. When the rice sphere was released, the ghost fluttered and fell to the front.
"Don't do it...... Now, Lord, give me rice..."
While talking, ghosts lose consciousness.
"Terrible technique..."
Qibao Mountain squeaks when she sees the ringtone. It's like knocking down four ghosts with one bell tone as a result.
(If you get into a fight, concentrate on the fight, and the demon in my heart will disappear, too)
Looking down at the four fallen ghosts, the ringtone thinks.
"Ringtone, stop..."
When the peacock prompted him to desist...
"Fu fu fu fu!
Skinny old ghosts appear like dead branches and step on the estate and get puffy and angry.
"The elders are told that he is a pathetic man to be hit like a human being."
And another ghost appeared from the sidewalk and told him. And from behind it, many more ghosts appear. Obviously there are more than ten of them.
(It was unconscious to be distracted by the battle and not notice the proximity of demons. The ghosts seem to have the art of wiping out demons)
Turning to those with a large number of ghosts who appeared additionally, the ringtone erected a pitch-black, full-bodied demonic knife that raised the fighting spirit.