[Ghost Slayer] There is no me here

After the battle, I returned to the battlefield to take a look.

The damage to this place was extremely serious, all the houses collapsed, and those members of the Ghost Killing Squad were lying dead and unconscious, and the battle was very tragic.

The six brothers and sisters of Shangxian died, and disappeared with the wind as if they had been weathered, leaving no trace.

Will I be like them one day?

No one remembers, it seems that they have never been to this world...

——No, someone should remember it.

I was silent, standing on the uncollapsed roof in the distance and looking down at the red-haired boy below, it was rare to feel relieved when I saw that everyone was fine.

If I die, will he remember?

The boy below seemed to be aware of my sight, and looked towards my location without any mistakes, with inquiry and surprise in his eyes.

I turned my head away from him, turned around and jumped off the roof.

After staying alone for a long time, do I actually have such ridiculous thoughts?

To him, I am just a passer-by in life.

Feeling that there are backups from other ghost killing teams coming soon, including the presence of Zhu, I don't want to have anything to do with Zhu, I left Huajie first while the mess was still being cleaned up.

It's not that I'm afraid of the pillars of the ghost killing team, but fighting with them is a waste of time and exhausting, and it's not enough in the end.

Ten years ago, when I fought with that man wearing a tengu mask, it was endless. I didn’t have a weapon or anything, so I just fought against the Japanese sword with my bare hands. After a few rounds, I ran away in front of the other party. up.

What's the name of that pillar that breathes water?

What is Sajiro?

Or what is the guard times?

Ah, forgot, it doesn't matter.

All in all, it is far away from Huajie.

Whether or not the pillar wearing the forehead guard reported my information has nothing to do with me. Anyway, it is difficult for me to discover my ghost's identity if I hide the breath pillar.

But someone with a keen sense of smell like Tanjiro probably can't hide it. I seriously suspect that the tengu masked man also found me after smelling my scent.

After this incident, I realized the seriousness of self-defense without weapons. Even Yiwozuo, because of his physical training to the extreme, his body is the weapon of battle.

And I haven't mastered physical skills, I don't have blood ghost skills like Yiwozuo, and my sword skills are only so-so and limited to the stage I can use, and I don't know how to use breathing techniques, not to mention that I don't have a knife by my side now.

In fact, it's not that I haven't searched for weapons, and even robbed the low-level ghost slayer's sun wheel knife, but it's not as good as the one given to me by the first Yuanyi.But the knife from before should not be found, and in this era, it is not allowed to openly carry a knife around, and it is also difficult to find the whereabouts of the knife forger, so the matter of weapons has been put on hold.

I didn't realize it until I faced the upper column again-the matter of weapons really had to be put on the agenda.

So I wandered for another period of time. Along the way, I found many low-level ghosts to inquire about information. In the end, I only found out that there was a village where a knife forger lived. It was very cleverly hidden, and no one knew the exact location of their village.

Things get a little tricky.

Just when I was about to give up again, I smelled the wind.

The aura stretched all the way to the depths of the forest, with the faint intention of dissipating, it can be seen that the winding had been here a few days ago.

I couldn't help thinking that when I was inquiring about the news, I heard that the ghost of the First Quarter Moon was about to infiltrate Forging Sword Village. Could it be that I just happened to meet him?

With the idea of ​​following along to have a look and not suffer any disadvantages, and running if it doesn't work, I followed the breath left behind and touched it.

Sure enough, the end of the smell is an excellent hidden village, and the sound of iron knocking and gurgling water can be heard everywhere.

It's incredible to perceive it carefully, there are two beams of light in this village.

I really poked Zhu's nest, why do I keep meeting Zhu recently?

What, Mercury retrograde this year?

I held a breath in my heart and almost couldn't catch my breath, but I was unwilling to return without success.So I squatted in the forest for two days to observe the villagers coming and going. I also took a piece of children's clothes they had hung outside and the village's iconic fire man mask, tidied myself up, cut my hair evenly, and shaped my body. Put it on after turning into the figure of a teenager.

And my original clothes were put into a cloth bag and carried on my back. Just in appearance, they are no different from the little boys that can be seen everywhere in the villagers.

The disguise was a great success, now I just need to find a suitable knife forger to help me forge the knife.

I don't know what to say, the villagers of Forging Knife Village are also big-hearted, they look aloof from the world, and they don't even know that ghosts have sneaked into the village. Is it true that they have lost their vigilance because of the frequent visits of ghost killing teams? ?

But I don't intend to remind them that it shouldn't be a big problem to have two pillars in the village.

It's the same sentence - what does it have to do with me.

After dismissing who knows how many kids, I was walking in the woods boredly, covered by the dense jungle, a shadowy figure was gradually revealed.

My footsteps froze, unable to move as if filled with lead.

how many years?

How many years have passed since his death.

The face that has been gradually blurred in memory, even though it is false, seeing it again now makes me want to cry.

With difficulty, I moved to the front of the puppet, stood on tiptoe and stared at its stiff mechanical expression, not wanting to look away for a second, as if the person was really standing in front of me.

But what is false is false after all, no matter how fantasizing it is, it is nothing but self-deception.

The left half of the puppet is damaged, revealing the face of the internal gear mechanism and the unusual six arms. The cold and inorganic touch of the surface all reveals my unrealistic and ridiculous ideas.

Sometimes I wonder, is life really a kind of happiness?

Watching the people around me die one after another, but I can do nothing. When the person who remembers me finally dies, living is no different from dying.

No one knew you existed as a person, and no one mourned your death.

Living in the world of the dead, dying in the world of the living.

"50 years in the human world are nothing compared to the heaven and the earth."

The man in my memory stood on a high place and looked down, with a faint smile on his face.

"Life may be short, in this short cherry blossom-like life, as long as there are no regrets."

"...So, this life is not in vain."

As you speak like this, your smile is so bitter, and the sadness in your eyes is almost overflowing.

What kind of mood do you have when you say such words?

I was in a daze, and that mature face suddenly changed into a slightly green face.

"Isn't it good to do what you think is right in your limited life?"

The voice of the red-haired boy with a scar on his forehead lingered in my mind and rang in my ears.

Does a long life really make sense?

I laughed at myself.

Maybe it's not as good as those short lives that are as bright and warm as the morning sun.

I caressed the doll's arm and lowered my eyes.

"Hey, you're right..."

"Yuanyi."

The author has something to say: When this article was written, the manga hadn't ended yet... so everyone can just take a look, anyway, the protagonist will accompany him all the way.