"Has you committed suicide?"

Teng Chengyumi looked at the "ghost warrior" who used a samurai knife to cut open his neck, covering Shoushouhua's eyes, preventing her from seeing such a bloody scene.

"No! It's not suicide! It's about having a deeper premeditation!"

Hirata took another step back, held the scabbard in his left hand, and muttered to himself in a low voice.

The body of the "Ghost Warrior" began to burn.

The black flames gradually invaded him, and the tiny flames that started from the feet gradually spread to the abdomen, chest and head shaped like "Horse Head Guanyin".

The flames did not emit a large fire, but simply surrounded his body quickly.

Black smoke came out of the wound at his neck and dissipated into the air.

The entire ambient air emits a stinky smell.

After the black flame burned for two minutes, the other party's body fell to the ground.

The ground was shaken slightly.

After the burnt corpse of the "Ghost Warrior" fell to the ground, the smoke and dust in the air did not float away, but gathered together again.

A ball of material like a black cloud gathered near the corpse of the "Ghost Warrior" and then covered it again.

After a moment, the smoke drifted upwards in the air, and the burning body of the "Ghost Warrior" disappeared.

It looks like it has been swallowed up.

Fortunately, "Ashina Yixin" did not emerge from the neck.

Hirata carefully observed everything that happened in the courtyard and complained.

He waited until all the ashes were blown away and confirmed that they were safe before he returned to the room.

As soon as he entered the door, Shoushouhua threw herself into his arms.

"That's great, Brother Hirata beat the monster away!"

The sound of Shoushou's milky voice was quite exciting.

Hirata comforted the little loli and put "Ghost and Shenmaru Kūki" into the sword bag.

"Sanchengjun, the matter has not been completely resolved."

Teng Chengyumei did not smile, but instead stared at Hirata nervously.

After coaxing Shoushouhua upstairs, she said to Hirata: "Do you know the person who murdered Shoushouhua behind her?"

"have no idea."

"It's Shi Qingshui Yongmao's son - Shi Qingshui Qianjing. Strictly counting, it should be Shoushouhua's cousin."

"Is it because of fighting for family property that I attack my relatives?"

Hirata also knew about the grievances of the Shi Qingshui family. He knelt on the tatami and asked with a frown.

"Yes, the other party secretly worships a god called 'Kanchi' in the Hachiman Shrine, which is the head of the ghost warrior we just saw, similar to the image."

Teng Chengyumi explained: "The Chinese character "Shen" is pronounced as 'kami' or 'kamu' in Japanese, and the spiritual is pronounced as 'chi', so 'kamuchi' plus the Kyushu local accent becomes 'Kanchi'."

"What is the function of this kind of god?" Hirata continued to ask.

"Curse, using the ability similar to curses, can create inhuman existences. Just like the kind of 'generated ghost' I just now. Nami once mentioned these things to me, and she was worried that her younger brother would not do his job properly and would not respect the great gods of the shrine, but instead sacrificed to those evil gods."

Teng Chengyumi tells Hirata Kazuma what she knows.

"The 'generating ghost' that you defeated just now turned into a cloud of smoke after committing suicide. The smoke probably recycles the curse power given by the god Kanchi. And, I'm worried..."

"That ball of smoke is controlled by Shi Qingshui Qianjing. If it is given to someone again, the other party will turn into a 'generating ghost' and come back again. At that time, the other party will get your information in advance, and it will be even more difficult to deal with."

She said with a frown, her expression no longer as lazy and charm as before.

"Are you worried that the other party will come tonight?"

Hirata asked.

"yes."

"Because that thing has been killed once, even if the other party comes again, there is no need to be afraid."

Hirata said in a natural and pretentious tone.

As a sword saint, "pretending to be like the wind and always accompanying me" is the basic operation.

At this time, Hirata fell into a slightly complacent feeling because of one blow to kill the ghost.

Teng Chengyoumi's charming smile regained her eyes. She shook her head wide, but she did not refute Hirata.

"I'll be on the night tonight, you can go and rest. But if you want to perform activities such as night attacks, you can't tonight."

"Okay, I'll stay tonight, but if Mr. Tomomi wants to make a mistake, I won't agree."

Hirata responded to Teng Chengyumi's teasing in confrontation.

By the way, I asked her where the phone was located and was about to call Zaoxi and said to her that she would not go back tonight and let her rest early.

After Haki's dissatisfied reminder, he hung up the phone, and Hirata and Xiaolori Toruka went to the second floor together.

But after a moment, he came down with the quilt in his arms and faced Teng Chengyoumei, who was in a state of shock in the middle of the living room, said: "If you are allowed to stay here, an ordinary woman, I'm afraid I will always be worried about being broken into."

"So... let me watch!"

Hirata spread the quilt on the tatami, faced the direction of the courtyard gate, and said to Teng Chengyoumei.

"I suspect that Hirata's true purpose is unknown. Do you want me to tutor you in English on tatami?"

She covered the corner of her mouth and showed a teasing smile.

Forehead......

Hirata really wants to ask her, do you know Mr. Chen Qingquan from Handong Province?

But he rationally held back this sentence.

Shaking his head, after tidying up the bed, he opened the sword bag and placed it next to his pillow.

"I don't need to tutor in English, but on the contrary, what I need to tutor in Chinese is my language. Unfortunately, you can't help me."

He sighed pretending.

Teng Chengyoumei's smile became even more intense. She got up and left and walked out of the living room. After a moment, she walked out with a piece of clothing.

"This is the clothes my father has worn. He has been a clergyman and is also obsessed with samurai kendo. If you wear this, you may be able to deter those inhuman things."

Without Hirata's approval, she put on a coat for Hirata.

"Hey! Teacher Youmei, don't do it. How can you force people like this?"

"I didn't force you, I care about you."

She gently put on a black black-patterned feather for Hirata, and then handed the lower body to Hirata.

This light blue karaoke style looks very similar to the samurai horse karaoke in style, but the pattern patterns are very similar to the style of the shrine priest.

After Hirata put on Haori and Hachiba, he walked around at Fujimami's strong request.

"Well, it looks heroic, but it is still a bit inferior to the original owner of this dress."

Looking at Hirata, who looks very handsome and looks like the handsome samurai in the Okawa drama, Teng Chengyou nodded happily.

"But... you have to cherish it. This set of clothes will be given to Hirata Jun."

"Hey? Give it to me? Is it OK?"

Hirata felt that the gift was a bit heavy, after all, it was the other party’s father’s clothing.

"No, it's not expensive at all."

Teng Chengyoumei lowered her head and said in a faint voice.

She now has a strange relationship with Hirata. The other person wearing this outfit reminded her of her father.

The two are so similar!
Chapter completed!