Chapter 063
Of course, maybe my point was conveyed, but anyway, I am annoyed to death when I see that human being now.
I don't know what he was thinking, but I dodged first.
After leaving him, I finally had some free time to wander around. Although I didn’t know where to go, I just didn’t want to stay in one place.
I had a vague feeling in my heart that I had to go somewhere, but as to where that place was, I really didn't know.
Forget it, just follow your feelings. I'm a ghost now anyway, so whatever I do is normal.
I somehow arrived at a small courtyard, um... let's go in and take a look.
There's so much dust, it looks like no one has lived here for a long time... mine.
If anyone dares to compete with me, I will scare him away... If that doesn't work, I will go back and cry to Upper Rank Two, saying that I can't make it anymore and begging him to give me a small box to put me in.
...sounds so hopeless.
That’s not right. Didn’t I say I wanted to go see the flowers with that big butterfly, right, beautiful lady?
Why did I suddenly decide to settle down? Is there something tempting me?
I looked around vigilantly. Damn it! Could it be that someone still wants to harm me even though I have turned into a ghost?
...nothing happened.
Well, I knew my intuition was still useful.
There's no one here.
Okay, okay, I comforted myself and found a bed board to lie down on.
Normally, ghosts don't need to sleep, so I'm just lying there with my eyes closed.
I am a psychopath.
Forget it, ghosts are like this. Anything they do is something that the “ghosts” group can do.
So I just lay there.
Maybe it’s because I’ve become a ghost, but I often feel like I’ve spent a long time in a trance.
It felt like I was just staring blankly with my eyes closed when the day dawned.
It’s so bright, my eyes are going blind.
I quietly crawled under the bed and dug another hole for myself.
I somehow feel like a ghost in the 50-degree summer temperature who has suddenly found his own grave.
Comfortable
*
Happy moments are always short-lived, and in the blink of an eye, it was night.
Although I really hated the daytime, the nighttime also caused me a lot of harm because I had to face that nasty big moth.
I didn't want to see him at all. It is the instinct of all living things to seek benefits and avoid harm, so I thought it would be okay even if I didn't go.
I turned over and rubbed my ears.
I am a rubbish ghost. My own blood magic is not under my control. Everything in my field of vision is like mist emitting particles, and I often hear the sad sounds of this mist in my ears.
A bit scary.
Because I am a very rubbish ghost, and I accept my own shitty appearance, so it is no surprise that I just lay down.
Well, although I am very stingy, since I have promised someone, I should try my best to complete what I promised.
I got up with difficulty and slowly followed the smell in my memory to a small woods. I saw the big moth standing alone in the moonlight in a clearing in the woods, playing a piece of music by himself.
It is a musical instrument called a Xun. He has probably used this one for a long time, and the paint on the mouthpiece has all fallen off.
In fact, his performance was just so-so. I didn't think it sounded good at all, and it certainly didn't trigger the villain to be passive.
If it were me, I would probably play it more beautifully than him.
In order to kill ghosts at night, the members of the Demon Killing Corps have a different schedule than ordinary people. He is now full of energy, and his eyes are emitting a strange light.
——He looks like he can eat me up.
I noticed a crow with a blue feather on its tail on his shoulder. The big moth said something to the crow... The big moth talked to the crow?!
Two different species can actually communicate? The crow nodded! The crow flew away!
Can I...can I also raise something like this crow and let it help me find food?
"Oh, you're really here?" He suddenly came up to me and spoke. I felt that he should be more suitable to be a ghost than me.
Look, look, this face is more terrifying than Upper Rank Two, this voice is as evil as Upper Rank Two, and this bad character who likes to tease others.
He saw me staring at him quietly, and I don't know why he was not afraid. Instead, he happily put his hand on my neck, looking very leisurely.
Instead, I became stiff all over instantly.
Oh my God, boss, I have never seen such a dissolute person. Shouldn't the distance between people be kept at about one meter?
Besides, is he trying to kill me by doing this? My neck feels so cold, he must have secretly put the knife there, right?
What should I do? What should I do? Should I jump down and hug his legs to beg him not to kill me, or should I run as fast as I can to a place where no one can find me and dig a hole to bury myself?
...I'm such a coward. I should have gone to find Upper Two right after dodging. He must be able to kill demons painlessly since he's such an experienced old demon.
Besides, he is so hypocritical, it is not troublesome at all to give me a quick death.
It hurts so much to kill a boss. My predecessors all died miserably. The key is that it really hurts and is ugly.
Although I thought so much in my mind, thanks to my superb expression management, in the eyes of the big moth, I was staring straight ahead, expressionless and silent.
"Hey, is there anything there?"
Of course there is nothing. If there really was something else, I would have run away long ago.
But it's no use saying this now, I have to think of a way to save my life.
In my memory, my elders all said that it was very painful for the Demon Slayer Corps to kill demons.
The red-glowing knife is very scary, like a big sun roasting the ghost into a drum-skinned roasted pig; being killed by a blue-glowing knife is like being scalded under a very high waterfall; and the yellow-glowing knife, when the ghost reacts, he will smell the stench of cooked meat on his neck...
I swallowed my saliva, comforted myself mentally, and said in a low voice:
"Walk"
My voice was as sharp and unpleasant as two pieces of quartz hitting each other.
I think it's better to be dumb in the future.
Big Moth didn't seem to feel the awkward atmosphere. He shrugged and said in a relaxed tone, "Are we going now?"
I immediately glared at him. What I said was really not auspicious at all, but I seemed to have no killing power. He even looked at me blankly and blinked.
Tieme, he is bullying me!
"……Um"
I'll forget about it in two days.
I don't know what went wrong with him, he burst into laughter and couldn't straighten his back. The hand that was on my neck moved to my head and rubbed it madly, ruffling my already messy hair into the shape of a tree crown.
I didn't know what he was so happy about, what was so funny about it, I started to review what I had said.
Could it be possible that I could make a mistake even though I have said so little? This shouldn't be the case...
I quietly looked up at the tears that were leaking from his eyes as he laughed. After a moment of contemplation, I concluded: This big moth... is a psychopath.
It seems that not only the mental state of the demons is not good, but the mental state of the Demon Slayer Corps also needs to be re-evaluated.
Yes, anyone who works so hard every day will go crazy. The Demon Slayer Corps is really hard-working.
...They worked so hard just to kill someone like me, why should I start to feel sorry for them?
I should have some pity on myself, because I have to live in fear of being killed by them every day.
Looking at the rather cool and seemingly defenseless figure in front of me, I suddenly said, "I'm hungry."
I was really hungry. I felt like I had never eaten since I was born. In my eyes, he gradually changed from a giant moth as tall as a person to a pork chop as tall as a person.
Unfortunately, Pork Chop has a knife on him, which is a bit dangerous. Should I trick his knife away first and then jump on him and start chewing...
"Do you want me to take you to eat something?" I saw pork chops... No, the big moth squatted in front of me and looked at me with a smile.
!
I immediately became alert. What a scary big moth! Was he putting his face in front of me in order to kill me and inherit my ghost blood?
What a vicious intention! I took two steps back in grief and vowed to be more vigilant in the future and not let the big moth get within 0.5 meters of me.
"Ha ha"
I am deaf and I actually felt that he was saying "haha" instead of "hehe".
No, after all, the pronunciations of these two onomatopoeias are similar, he is just saying "hehe"
When he saw that I was alert again, the smile on his face became more and more like that of Upper Two. To be honest, I felt a little uncomfortable in my stomach.
I started thinking about whether I should cut out my stomach and throw it in his face to make him stop laughing like that.
The thought was disgusting, but I felt my eyes protesting more and more against seeing his face.
When he had laughed enough, he took me to a stream and caught me a fish.
I took a bite and felt a little stuck in my neck.
He couldn't help but said, "Pfft, don't you know you need to scrape the scales off the fish before eating it?"
I stared at him with dead fish eyes.
"The teeth of a ghost are very sharp."
So let alone fish scales, I can bite even the thickest bones in his body with a crunching sound.
He finally calmed down and stood quietly by the side watching me eat the fish in a messy manner.
The fish he caught was huge, half my size, but after I ate it I found my stomach was only a little bloated than usual.
I looked up at him and found that I seemed to have become very short, only half a head taller than his calf.
This discovery made me very unhappy, and I was also feeling hungry, but I was reluctant to ask him to use his knife to stab me with another fish.
...I am so pitiful that I can’t even have enough to eat.
I sighed briefly and decided to find food for myself next time. This big moth is even more unreliable than the Upper Two.
The moth saw that I had finished eating the fish and was about to squat in front of me again. I jumped back swiftly.
Hey - monster! Don't come near me and do something that will hurt me!
He was a little helpless. "Your mouth..." He waved the handkerchief in his hand.
Tsk, it's just such a small matter. I wiped my mouth with my sleeve.
*
We continued on our way, and the big moth asked me in the sparse moonlight that filtered through the leaves, "Hey, what's your name?"
I followed him with my nose wagging, not wanting to answer his question.
"We still have about a month to get there, so I have to know what to call you, right?"
I jumped onto the branch of a tree and looked down at the big moth, which looked up at me and squinted its eyes with delight.
I admit I was delighted.
With a sense of superiority as a predator, I said, "Normally, humans like you are not allowed to know my name."
It would be a great shame to have food know my name, but fortunately I don't have such exaggerated class thinking in my heart. Besides, Upper Two, who is my role model, is not that strict.
"Bian, this title is enough."
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