What is the experience of simulating a fairy

"Yes.

"But in my Buddha's words, it should be said that I have been overtaken."

Huicong habitually corrected it and continued to turn back.

The next content of the album is:

In the past 1,000 years, this name "Wu Mian" has created more and more ghosts by forcibly injecting his own blood into normal humans, and the ghost tribe has since formed.

Seeing this, Shen slightly touched his chin.

So in this world, all ghosts are made without misery?

No wonder it is the ultimate BOSS of the new copy.

Kind of a row.

Soon, the album has turned to the last page:

"Two years ago, the ghost killing team formed by our human beings launched a final duel with Wu Mier in a mysterious place called Infinite City!"

Oh ha ha ha ha-

A little star of worship suddenly burst into HC's eyes:

"Everyone from the ghost killing team is handsome, white-skinned and beautiful with long legs.

"CUA, CUA——

"The knife went up and down, and finally succeeded in overtaking the old thief without misery!!!

"Especially one of the handsome young players named Tanjiro Kaomen, who is the legendary breathing method of the day, contributed the final blow!"

At this point, his face flushed with excitement.

Shen Lue's mouth twitched:

"Ah, this...

"Master Huicong, although it is now in the Taisho era, the monk...

"Can you also use adjectives like white, beautiful, long legs?"

cough--

Huicong coughed awkwardly and lowered his voice: "Sir, in fact, a monk is just a small monk's profession, and a monastery is a company.

"Every weekend, the little monk will have a normal duny life.

"Harm, after all, the times have changed."

This Shen Lue has understood a little.

The clergy in modern Japan are all professional. In fact, this phenomenon also exists widely in China, but I did not expect it to appear in the early 20th century.

What an unprofessional monk!

HC closes the album:

"Well, the little monk will have morning class tomorrow, so he will go to bed first.

"As for the ghost, you have seen it too.

"The ghosts in the world are all blood-linked to Guiwu Tsuji Tsuji. After Wumai was overrun, they all disappeared together."

He put his palms together, and said in a serious way:

"So the ghost now only exists in everyone's heart.

"Amitabha."

Huh~

What kind of garlic are you fake monk?

All ghosts disappeared?That's impossible, okay, otherwise how could the first task of this instance be to find and destroy a ghost.

What's more, the introduction of the copy is very clear.

Oni Mai Tsuji is not dead.

This guy definitely used some means to successfully escape from the ghost killer team, and maybe even more terrible plans and revenge are still brewing.

It's all routine!

Shen Lue waved his hand and said in Huicong's tone:

"The mage's words are bad.

"In fact, the ghost has not disappeared, and there is still no misfortune. Everything you see is nothing but a mirrored flower."

After speaking, he lowered his head with a mysterious smile at the corner of his mouth.

what?

Huicong was so frightened that he hurriedly moved back a little:

"Don’t fool the little monk~"

Perhaps he was really frightened, he hurriedly retreated into the bed, turned off the kerosene lamp and was ready to fall asleep.

Shen Lue and Huicong just lie side by side on the table.

squeak--

squeak--

The soft moonlight came in through the window, and the outside cried out.

Huicong had some insomnia and kept turning over.

Just watching the "Ghost Killing Team Memorial Photo Album" was so exciting that he couldn't sleep now.

The fantasy of becoming a ghost killer flashed in his mind.

harm.

It can only be a fantasy.

In fact, the ghost killing team was a little-known and mysterious organization in the past.

After Wu Mi was eliminated, the ghost killing team was disbanded and completely became history.

The team members returned to the lives of ordinary people, and then gradually came into the sight of the people and were loved and loved by everyone.

They even produced official peripherals.

This "Ghost Killing Team Memorial Picture Album" was bought from the former member, Tanjirou's sister, Kamen Nidou. The back...

There is even her kawaii autograph!

When crying--

Just as Huicong was thinking about it, an abrupt sound suddenly sounded in the Buddhist room.

He raised his ears:

"It seems that something has fallen on the ground?"

Shen Lue also opened his eyes suddenly.

Dang, Dang, Dang--

Soon, similar sounds continued to sound in the Buddhist room, and it seemed that some beads rolled down to the ground, making a crisp sound.

"Is your buddha broken?"

Huicong was already a little nervous, and he said tremblingly:

"No, no."

"Oh."

Hearing his calm response, Huicong's heart became calmer, and he began to silently recite the Heart Sutra.

But then, Shen Lue said something that almost scared him to tears:

"that......

"It's the ghost coming."

Chapter 254 Illegal MLM Without Misery

"Ah~~~"

The cold sweat suddenly ran down the top of Huicong's head: "You, don't scare me."

Although he was convinced that Wu Mian had been eliminated, he was still full of instinctive fear of the term ghost.

Cang!

There was another sound of beads rolling down to the ground. Huicong hurriedly covered his head with the quilt, and kept talking about Amitabha in his mouth.

Shen Lue carefully calculated the frequency of the sound:

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Cang!

Another bead fell to the ground.

After counting twice in this way, he determined that the bead would drop at a very uniform speed every three seconds, and there was a high probability that someone was manipulating it from behind.

It is certain that the ghost is coming...

call--

He took a deep breath to relieve his slight nervousness.

Yes, it is indeed slightly nervous.

Because Shen Lue has confirmed that although other skills and equipment can't be used in the ghost slayer instance, the unlimited resurrection coin card still works normally.

In other words, he can also be resurrected after the waves die.

"Mage, can you turn on the kerosene lamp?"

Only with light can the traces of ghosts be found.

"I, I will try..."

Although Huicong was pale with fright, he still pretended to be courageous, shivering from the bed, and preparing to turn on the lights.

Whoosh--

At this moment, a granular object suddenly flew towards the kerosene lamp.

Click!

The kerosene lamp was smashed to pieces.

"I'll drop an Amitabha!" Huicong quickly retreated.

Using the moonlight, Shen Lue saw clearly the object that had just flown over. It was a Buddhist bead with a diameter of about 5cm. Its flight trajectory had a special arc, which was obviously manipulated by supernatural forces.

He quickly stood up and asked loudly:

"Who flinched in the dark?

"come out!"

Huicong hugged Shen Lue's arms tightly, and shrank behind him.

There was a brief silence in the Buddhist room.

"Ah giggle giggle—"

Soon, a series of silver bell-like laughter rang out, and it was a girl who spoke: "Your reaction is quite fast, it's just...

"I never hide in the dark~"

There was a slight noise from the floor.