summer oil students

"Don't you owe...?" Xia Youjie was in a complicated mood.

Yes, I do not owe it.

Xia Youjie also had a little understanding of the difference between the two worlds.

In this world, the main opposition to human beings is 'ghosts', let's call it 'the world where ghosts exist';

On the other side of the world, the main opposition to human beings is the 'curse', let's call it the 'cursed world'.

A cursed world sounds bad, but maybe the world is really cursed?Cursed by the hearts of the people.

In the world where ghosts exist, ghosts are created by ghost kings. Ghosts are originally humans, but they lose their humanity and become ghosts. Ghosts eat humans, and humans kill ghosts.Moreover, as long as the ghost king is killed, all disasters can be ended.

In the world of curses, curses are born from negative emotions such as anger, depression, sadness, pain, jealousy, and despair. As long as ordinary people exist, curses will not perish.

Walking on such an endless road, besides death, the separation of companions, and the incomprehension of ordinary people, the conjurer is accompanied.

Conjurers take it as their duty to protect non-conjurers, and the former Xia Youjie even took it for granted.

But in the past so long, even after changing the world, Xia Youjie heard this sentence from the mouths of people in similar situations:

"We worked hard, and we don't owe them anything."

Xia Youjie felt that if it wasn't for him, he would have experienced a lot.If I am not already strong enough, I am afraid that I have already shed tears at this time.

Since there is no debt, why is the party who is obviously the savior bound by the savior?Why is the party who is obviously the protector hurt by the protectee?

Why are conjurers themselves accustomed to this?

Cunqian mistook Xia Youjie's soliloquy as asking himself, so he patted Xia Youjie on the shoulder: "Of course I don't owe you anything, human abilities are limited, and we can't protect everyone. Besides, our goal is to kill the ghost king, Onimui Tsuji, and wipe out all the cannibals. Saving people is just a matter of course, ouch! Who hit me?"

Cunqian covered his head and turned away.

"Master Fengzhu?"

Xia Youjie had long noticed that the person was a woman around 20 years old, at least Xia Youjie visually judged that the person was a little younger than him.

Feng Zhu was tall compared to people of this era, wearing a samurai uniform similar to that of the village, with white feathers only embroidered with blue wind patterns on the neckline and cuffs.

She dropped her hand and smashed the clod in front of the village, and clapped her hands: "Hello, I am Fengzhu Hongye of the Ghost Killing Team. I am taking the descendants of the Ernong family to the headquarters under the order of the Lord. Is it you?"

Lord?Xia Youjie couldn't help frowning.Oh, that's right, the master-slave relationship is normal in this era.

Hongye turned to the front of the village and gave him a fist on the head: "Who said that we save people just by chance? To kill a ghost is to save many people who may be buried in the belly of ghosts. Our purpose is to save people. Just kill The king of dead ghosts, Onimai Tsuji, is the means to save more people."

"Master Feng Zhu, isn't the essence of your words the same as mine?" Murqian murmured while covering his head.

"What's the same? Isn't what I said sounded better!"

Xia Youjie's mood suddenly improved.

"Miss Hongye, what do you think of people who are rescued but feel resentful?"

"It's enough to have a clear conscience. As for the other party daring to blaspheme, hit him and change his mind."

"Then what if the saved person hurts you instead?"

Hongye gave Xia Youjie a strange look:

"Why would you stay there and let it hurt you instead of running away?"

She rubbed her chin, "However, there are also people who are threatened by evil spirits and point their weapons at us. In this case, the main purpose is to destroy the evil spirits, and save the hostages if they can. But if you endanger your own life, you should retreat." For the best policy.

Speaking of which, this is Yingzhu's theory. Although I don't agree with him dividing people into high and low according to their value, he is right about some things:

For example, we should cherish our own lives, only by living can we kill more evil spirits;

Although I will try my best to save people who can be saved, but I would rather save my life to save more people than save a few scum. "

"Will you ever be confused?" Xia Youjie asked. In fact, he was more curious about what Xing did, but he can ask An Yongxing about this topic later.

"Confused?" Hongye's eyes became even more strange, and she held the hilt of the sword: "The process of cultivation is also the process of cultivating the mind. A confused guy can't hold the sword tightly. As long as he can hold the sword tightly in his hand, the sword will tell you Direction, can always kill monsters, and there is still the lord."

"Do you trust your lord that much?"

"of course."

"With swordsmen like you, your lord should be proud." Xia Youjie sighed.

"No, the lord is our pride."

When Hongye talked about being the leader of the Ghost Slayer Squad, her eyes lit up a bit: "The lord is not only our pride, but also our backing, our beacon, and our father."

"Uh..." Xia Youjie was speechless, what did the lord do?Does it make worship so serious?

"Speaking of it? You will ask these questions, as if you are very confused? Do you need me to guide you?" Hongye said with a serious expression, "This is a big problem that will cost lives in battle."

"No, it's ready, please lead the way, don't keep your lord waiting." Xia Youjie smiled and rejected Hongye's proposal, instead urging to leave earlier.

Not to mention his curiosity about the so-called protagonist of the Ghost Killing Team, Xia Youjie couldn't wait for Shan An Yongxing's whereabouts.

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I thought that the 'master' who could leave the image of 'father' in the eyes of the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Squad was at least an elder in age.

Unexpectedly, when they met, they discovered that the protagonist of the Ghost Slayer Squad was only fifteen or sixteen years old and already had a child.

He bowed to Fengzhu Hongye:

"Please take this trip, please go and rest."

Hongye murmured that Xia Youjie's identity was not safe, and wanted to be by her side, but was coaxed back to rest by the lord's few words.

Xia Youjie looked at the leader of the ghost killing team who could be called a young man in front of him. His eyes were clear and his temperament was calm. In terms of appearance, he couldn't tell that he was the leader of an organization with hundreds of swordsmen under him.

"You seem to be surprised by my age? Mr. Xia You?" The young protagonist of the Ghost Killing Squad has a gentle smile, and his voice seems to be able to soothe people's hearts. Just touching this person can bring you peace.

"Indeed. You seem to know me?" Xia Youjie felt relieved. In this world, besides himself and Bai Lan, only An Yongxing was the only one who knew his real name.

This at least shows that the organization of the Ghost Killing Squad has gained the trust of Ernst Xing, and Xing was not alone even a hundred years ago.

"Before Yingzhu left, he asked his senior to keep an eye on your whereabouts. He also said that he had a strange background and introduced you. You are his elder."

"Yingzhu will return to the ghost killing team when the ghost king is punishing."

"As for my age, because of the curse, the family has never lived long. Now I am 15 years old, which is not too young when compared to the average age of my ancestors who were only in their twenties. Mr. Xia You can regard me as 40 years old of adults."

Xia Youjie looked at the leader of the Ghost Killing Squad who was not in a hurry, neither sad nor angry when talking about his short lifespan, and he understood the charm of this man a little bit. This kind of disposition is enough to make countless adults feel ashamed .

"Curse? Can I take a look?"

Xia Youjie sensed the breath of the curse. It was not so much a curse as it was a curse from heaven.

"What is the source of the curse?" Xia Youjie asked bluntly, although he knew that such a question would probably not be answered.

"The Ubuyashiki family and the Oni King Onimai Tsujimu have the same blood."

"Can you just tell me this kind of news?" Xia Youjie opened his eyes wide in surprise.

"Even though I have never met Yingzhu, since my ancestors trusted Yingzhu, I also trust Yingzhu. Since Yingzhu trusts you, I also trust you."

"This trust is a bit rash." Xia Youjie said disapprovingly.

"Maybe it's the blood, maybe it's the grace given by God. We have a special talent for knowing people. And I have seen that this fate will end in my generation."

"I'm very confident, but what if it's not what you think, and I have malice towards you? Next, rely on your child under two years old to support the organization?"

Xia Youjie grinned viciously, and grabbed the opponent's neck with his hands threateningly.

"Alright." The leader of the ghost killing team didn't panic at all.

"So the swordsman who trusts you will assist the young master after your accident?" Xia Youjie withdrew his hand.

"Not only that, I also trust Yingzhu's vision of seeing people." The lord smiled, as if he had foreseen this scene, "Besides, I am not important. If the ghost king is killed, it is worthwhile for me to die immediately."

"What if your swordsman makes a mistake?"

"What's wrong?"

"Indiscriminate killing of innocents or something."

"My swordsmen wouldn't do that."

"What if the evidence is solid?"

"I believe there must be something inside."

"So confident?"

"Of course, they are good boys."

As a conjurer, Xia Youjie is quite familiar with emotions. It is precisely because he can distinguish the other party's true feelings that his heart is full of mixed feelings.If it is true, "Your subordinates should indeed be proud of having a master like you."

"No, they are my pride." This scene of mutual flattery seemed familiar.

If the upper echelons of the magic world could have one-tenth of the character of Patriarch Ubuyashiki, many things would not have happened, and the magic world would not be what it is today as the "magic cave".

If the high-level people in the magic world were like this, what would the magic world look like?Xia Youjie suddenly felt that everything he was obsessed with in the past seemed not so important anymore, what was more important was the future.

"Although I haven't met a boss like you, I can be a boss like you." As a solid backing for your conjurers, tolerate and trust them.

Rakuya Mibuyashiki finally looked a little surprised, and then he smiled as if he saw something beautiful: "That is really a future worth looking forward to."