Chapter 2 Ghost is a joke

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In the small wooden house, a black sword light burst out.

call!

In the fierce sword energy, the fire candle was extinguished.

The wind and rain pouring into the wooden house also solidified at this moment.

Click.

Mu Qingyao couldn't see what was going on around her. In the darkness, she heard a chopping sound.

Then the room fell completely silent.

Mu Qingyao could clearly hear her thundering heartbeat.

Even though she is a princess, even though she is well-read in poetry and books, even though she has an extraordinary mind, she is just a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old.

Facing the wolf monster, it would be a lie to say that you are not afraid.

The pungent smell of blood filled the surroundings.

Mu Qingyao squeezed her two little hands tightly. She didn't know whether the source of the bloody smell was the boy in black or the three-eyed blood wolf.

The candles were lit again.

It illuminated the cold cheeks of the young man in black.

at the door,

The huge head of the blood wolf was cut off neatly, its fangs were wide open, and it was already dead.

The three wolves had horrifying looks in their eyes, as if they had seen a terrifying natural enemy.

The night is quieter.

A pack of wolves howled in the distance, sounding eerie and terrifying.

It wasn't until the young man in black kicked the wolf's head out of the door and closed the door again that Mu Qingyao realized that she was out of danger.

The little princess opened her mouth slightly and looked at the young man in black in disbelief.

That is a wolf demon that can even devour practitioners!

He was actually beheaded with a knife!

It seemed as if what the young man in black was killing was not a demonic wolf, but a wild dog that broke into his house.

Slaying monsters is like killing a dog!

"The grace of saving my life will be repaid in the future."

Mu Qingyao said softly, slowly dissipating the fear in her heart.

"There's no need to thank you. I chased it for dozens of miles last month. I was so tired that I let it escape without saying a word. I should be thanking you."

The young man in black was lying on the wooden couch holding the knife and said lazily.

"You saved me, I will never forget it. May I ask your name?" Mu Qingyao said.

"Yun Que, Que is short of money."

Mu Qingyao was surprised after hearing this.

It's really rare to have a deficiency in the name.

"There are some of my old clothes in the box that have been washed. If you're not afraid of getting cold, you don't have to change them."

Yun Que held the knife and turned over, facing inward, with his back to the little princess.

Mu Qingyao was already shivering from the cold, and her robe soaked by the heavy rain clung to her body very uncomfortable.

The little princess pursed her lips and hesitated for a moment.

"I believe you are a good man."

After speaking softly, Mu Qingyao stood up, found a set of Yun Que's old clothes, and began to change them.

The rustling sound was particularly clear in the silent midnight.

Yun Que suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes were clear and cold, and the knife in his arms was slowly unsheathed.

A cold glow passed over the sharp blade, and the candlelight and everything behind him were clearly reflected on the blade body.

Then Yun Que's eyes began to change, becoming surprised and shocked.

"so big……"

"What?"

Mu Qingyao, who had just changed her clothes, said inexplicably.

"It's raining heavily."

Yun Que's voice was calm as usual.

At some point, it started raining heavily outside the house again, and the sound of raindrops drowned out the howling of wolves in the distance.

"The wolves are still there." Mu Qingyao said worriedly.

"They don't dare to come in. If you're sleepy, you can figure it out on your own. I'll go to sleep first."

Yun Que yawned and soon began to snore.

Mu Qingyao had to admire the courage of the young man in front of him for being able to fall asleep so quickly while being surrounded by a pack of wolves.

She sat at the wooden table and stared at the candlelight in trance.

Recalling the various crises experienced along the way, and thinking of the guards and the old man who were devoured by the demon wolf, my heart became heavier.

The little princess was so tired that she fell asleep on the table.

She had a nightmare.

She dreamed that in the small wooden house, there was a monster that was more terrifying than the wolves, and it was looking at her with its teeth and claws.

Until early in the morning, Mu Qingyao woke up from a nightmare.

The howling of wolves outside the house has disappeared.

On the wooden couch, the stern young man in black was sleeping with his back stretched out. He was no longer as cold as he was when he slayed the demon last night. There was still drool hanging from the corner of his mouth, muttering like he was dreaming, "It's so big, so big..."

I don’t know what I dreamed about.

Mu Qingyao smiled helplessly.

The other person was about the same age as her, but lived alone in the mountains. He must have experienced hardships that no one knew about.

Mu Qingyao tried hard to remember where the custom of setting up graves for living people came from.

Soon Yun Que woke up, took out a sharp boning knife and went out, skinning the wolf in less than a quarter of an hour.

After Yun Que returned to the house, he put the wolf skin into a black bag, carried it behind his back and said:

"I want to go back to town, why don't you leave?"

"Zangshi Town, I want to go too." Mu Qingyao nodded, secretly surprised.

That was a giant wolf as tall as a person. No matter how experienced a hunter was, it would take more than an hour to skin it alone. It was only a short time ago!

"Then let's go together, but as we agreed, you'll treat me to breakfast."

Yun Que pushed the door open and walked out.

After dawn, Mu Qingyao saw the surrounding environment clearly.

Although the cabin is built halfway up the mountain, behind it is a mountain stream of unknown depth.

She stumbled last night without even looking at the road. If she fell into the mountain stream, she would have a narrow escape.

Feeling frightened for a while, Mu Qingyao was just about to take a step when she suddenly stopped at the door, fear filling her beautiful eyes.

"Let's go, what's wrong?" Yun Que asked doubtfully.

"You can't leave! The wolf spirit is still there!"

Mu Qingyao stared directly behind Yun Que.

In front of her eyes, a huge bloody wolf soul was floating outside the door of the wooden house, ferocious and terrifying.

"Can you see the soul body?"

Yun Que didn't even look back, looking at the girl in front of him with a curious expression.

"I have a special physique. I am an innate psychic body. I can see spirits and ghosts. I can communicate with weak spirits. But the wolf soul is too strong and I can't control it. It will kill us." Mu Qingyao said in a heavy voice road.

"Psychic bodies are rare. With this, you don't have to be afraid."

Yun Que said, taking off the long knife and giving it to the other party.

The knife was very heavy, so Mu Qingyao used all her strength to hold it.

The knife was very cold, and even though it had a scabbard, it still had a bone-chilling chill.

Mu Qingyao felt that what she was holding was not a knife, but a piece of ten-thousand-year-old ice.

Mu Qingyao felt that this knife must be very powerful and might be able to resist the wolf soul, but she couldn't figure out how she could resist the wolf soul just by holding the knife?

But Yun Que had no sword and was bare-handed. Once possessed by the wolf soul, the soul would collapse instantly.

"what would you do!"

Mu Qingyao immediately exclaimed when she saw Yun Que walking out unprepared.

"I'm not a little girl like you who is afraid of ghosts." Yun Que said nonchalantly.

"That's no ordinary ghost! The wolf soul is terrifying. It can possess you and destroy your soul!"

Mu Qingyao became anxious, Yun Que had already approached the wolf soul, and it was very dangerous at the moment.

But then, Mu Qingyao was surprised to find that the wolf soul actively moved away when Yun Que approached, not daring to get close at all.

How can this be!

Mu Qingyao was so shocked that Tan opened his mouth slightly and was speechless for a moment.

"Come on, it will be noon later, and lunch will be much more expensive than breakfast." Yun Que urged.

Mu Qingyao held the knife tightly and carefully avoided the wolf soul.

Sure enough, the wolf soul was helpless against her, hovering alone above the wooden house, roaring silently.

"Why aren't you afraid of wolf souls?" Mu Qingyao asked in surprise.

"As long as you kill enough living creatures, you will accumulate murderous energy, and a large amount of murderous energy will condense into evil energy. In the face of enough evil energy, ghosts are just a joke."

Yun Que chuckled, picked up the wolf's head on the ground, threw it vigorously, and threw it into the mountain stream behind the house.

Mu Qingyao was doubtful after hearing this.

Her hand touched an iron sign.

Looking down, he saw a rusty black iron belt hanging on the scabbard.

Engraved on it are the words 'Demon Slayer Division'.

The moment she saw this waist badge, Mu Qingyao finally remembered where the custom of setting a grave before death came from.

In the previous dynasty, the Demon Slayer Division was a special organization established by the Great Yan State's Tianjian!

Bang! !

The sound of the wolf's head falling into the mountain stream came from afar.

Mu Qingyao looked back,

Behind the coffin-shaped wooden house, thousands of black crows flew into the sky!

These black crows, which feed on carrion, only appear in mass graves with many dead bones. Since they appear in groups, it can only mean one thing.

There are endless bones piled up in the mountain stream!

Full of shock, Mu Qingyao followed Yun Que and walked down the mountain.

Along the way, the little princess had a lot of thoughts.

In the previous dynasty, the Yan State had a devastating battle with the demon capital of the Northern Territory. In the end, both sides suffered losses. The emperor died in the battle, and all the masters in the army were killed. The Yan Dynasty exhausted its vitality, declined, and was soon replaced by the Jin Dynasty.

Although the demon capital was overthrown, there were still many demons remaining in the Jin Kingdom, so the Jin Dynasty followed the example of the previous dynasty and established Si Tianjian to be responsible for special cases related to the evil spirits.

However, there was no demon-slaying department in the Sitian Prison of Jin State.

It's not that they don't want to set up, but that they can't recruit those special masters from the previous Demon Slayer Division.

According to historical records, a group of mysterious warriors gathered in the Demon Slaying Department of the previous dynasty. Different from normal warriors, their energy and blood were extremely strong and their combat power was astonishing. The strong ones among them could even fight monsters with their physical strength. They specialized in hunting monsters. Live and get generous rewards.

There is a special tradition for people in the Demon Slayer Division. Once they become a Demon Slayer, they must first build a grave.

Build yourself a magnificent tomb, and then leave a lock of hair to take your place in the future.

Because the people of the Demon Slayer Division have only one final destination.

Die in battle!

The kind with no bones left!

In the great war fifteen years ago, Dayan's Demon Slayer Division was the main force competing against the Demon City. In the end, the entire army was wiped out and they died at the same time as the emperor.

At this point, the fierce and powerful Demon Slayer Division has become a line of writing in the annals of history.

Looking at the young man in black walking striding in front of him, Mu Qingyao never thought that he could actually meet the descendants of the former Demon Slayer Division!

An expectation grew like a weed in her heart.

Although the Si Tianjian of the Great Jin Dynasty today can be regarded as a master, he can only struggle to deal with the evil spirits that are causing trouble everywhere. Most of the time, he mainly focuses on repelling the evil spirits, and it is difficult to completely eliminate them.

This creates an embarrassing situation where the gourd floats up when the gourd is pressed.

Drive away a wave of evil spirits, and they will soon appear in other places, and people will still be brutally killed.

But the Demon Slayer Division of the previous dynasty was different!

The Demon Slayer Division, as its name suggests, adheres to the principle of killing everyone.

Whenever an evil spirit is discovered, it must be eradicated at all costs until no one is left!

If the Jin State can also set up a demon-slaying division similar to that of the previous dynasty, the people of the Jin Dynasty will have one more way to survive. They will no longer have to wait year after year for the illusory demon-slaying formation. In the end, they can only wait for endless regrets. .

No one knows the difficulty of building a demon-subduing array better than Mu Qingyao.

Not only was it time-consuming and laborious, but it also cost people and money, and the required Nine-turn Spirit Flower was rare to find in a hundred years. She had been searching for the spirit flower since she was six years old. In more than ten years, she had to go through countless dangers before she could only find one.

It was good luck, otherwise it would be difficult to find traces of a spiritual flower for decades.

Even if it is discovered, it may not be harvested.

Because the Nine-turn Spirit Flower is a rare treasure of heaven and earth, there are often powerful evil spirits lingering nearby.

In the last battle for the Spirit Flower, more than ten of Si Tianjian's masters fell, dozens of people were seriously injured, and thousands of elite Imperial Guards were sacrificed to obtain it.

On the way down the mountain, Mu Qingyao's mind was filled with the words "Demon Slayer Division". When she came to her senses, she had already entered a small town.