On the desolate and dim third street, Hojo Cha Temple and the river were chatting heavily, and a light appeared about twenty meters ahead.

The light is the exit of the Third Street. At the end of the dirty and financially damaged third street is a small alley near the entrance of the bright and beautiful rich area.

"Let's go out and turn left, I believe you should be able to find him with your sense of smell."

"I'm a little tired, so I won't go there with you."

The more tired he was, the hurried the Hojo Cha Temple became. Although he had been used to it, it was not a comfortable feeling after all. After bringing the river to this place, he planned to go back to the Zhushi Mansion to rest first.

At this time, a man who leaned against the wall next to him and hidden his body in the shadows without lights walked out slowly.

"Two brothers, are you going to go to the commercial street to spend?"

"How about borrowing some money from me?"

While he was talking, he shook his fingers, and there was a sharp dagger jumping between his fingers, which looked quite flexible.

The streets in front of the wealthy area have a wide range of shops and buildings, ranging from snack shops to Asakusa Bank. This place is also called a commercial street. Because of its prosperous location, the price of the things sold is about twice as expensive as elsewhere. However, the Kamakura Studio is located here.

People on the third street generally don’t come here unless they just pass by and want to go to the road to spend.

Fujino would occasionally stay here, robbing some cleaner people as extra money.

Chuanliu glanced at the man. He was a thin young man with sloppy clothes and curly hair.

Retracting his gaze, then saying to Hojo Chaji: "Then be careful on the way back, this time is the active point of the ghost."

Fujino was furious, and he didn't expect his words to be completely ignored. This was the first time he stepped forward and approached Kawarutoshi and said, "Do you not understand the situation?"

Hojo Chaji nodded at this time and said, "Well, but only Akihi Sasaki is chasing me. It's okay, don't worry about doing your own thing."

Fujino's body was stiff and he was slightly crazy when he was ignored again. He took a deep breath, pointed the tip of the dagger toward Chuanliu's left chest, and said crazy: "Please, how about respecting my profession?"

"I'm fucking robbing! I look down on me, do you two want to die?"

Hojo Chaji was too lazy to take care of it, so he turned around and left the same way. Fujino's eyes widened and felt that it was cracking, and his self-esteem broke into pieces. Could it be that he was transparent?

He reached out to La Hojo Cha Temple and vowed to make him look good.

But as soon as he turned around, his palms were like lightning when he was flowing. He pinched Fujino's jaw and forced him to look at him.

Fujino grinned in pain and said angrily: "Let me go, you're looking for death."

Chuanliu said calmly: "What would you do if I didn't let it go?"

Logically speaking, someone finally answered the words. Fujino should be happy, but he felt uneasy in his heart and felt cold all over his body.

The uneasiness quickly turned into malice. Fujino glared at Chuanliu fiercely, then raised his arm to stab Chuanliu, but was shocked to find that his hand was empty, and the dagger fell into Chuanliu's hand.

"It is because of the existence of you people that I am so worried about the terrible world in the future, the mess."

People who are selfish and self-interested in humans have existed from ancient times to the present. Putting aside the identity of ghosts, Muzan Ki is also a selfish person, with blood on his hands for his own selfish desires.

Chuanliu's eyes showed disgust, and he stabbed the dagger into Fujino's thighs, and then threw him onto the wall behind with a bang.

Without using all your strength, the wall just trembled and didn't break. Fujino slowly slid down, and there was a faint breath. He just fainted after being seriously injured.

However, a large area of ​​blood flowed out from Fujino's thighs. If no one passed here for a short time and called the doctor, he would have lost blood and died of a coma.

The steps of the river were slightly paused, but then the sharpness flashed in his eyes and left here.

"The evil man is like a ghost, and death is not worthy of mercy."

The resentment of the river flowed became much heavier in the battles again and again, and his thoughts were gradually changed. He no longer believed that all human beings were worthy of protection, which was different from the thoughts of the Demon Slayer Team.

The Demon Slayer Team has regulations that it is not allowed to attack humans. Even if it is a complete evil person, it can only be arrested and handed over to the police station for handling.

A seed is buried in the soil and will break out of the ground.

**

On a moonless night, without the bright moonlight, the world outside Asakusa is dark, and countless animals are foraging at night.

But Asakusa is filled with lights that are dazzlingly bright, and not only white light, but also colorful lights like neon lights.

There was also occasionally a black retro car driving slowly on the road, and the people inside were either rich or noble.

No, it's not retro, but the cars of this era look like this.

When I was flowing, I even felt like I had returned to my previous life.

But one clear smell of ghosts after another penetrated into the river, reminding him that he was still in the ghost world.

For example, right in front of him when he was flowing, there was a jewelry store. The store was not big, but the appearance was exquisite and gorgeous, which attracted the attention.

The owner of the shop inside is a middle-aged man with a rich appearance. He kept chatting with the customers with a smile. He thought he was a kind person just looking at his appearance.

Unfortunately, it's a ghost.

There are many similar places. I carefully observed some of them when I was flowing. There are many ghosts hidden in this commercial street.

When I was in the air, I had a bad guess in my mind, and then I walked slowly towards the wealthy area along the commercial street.

While walking, I firmly remember the location and name of the store where I own the store, and prepared to hand it over to the ghost killing team before handling it slowly.

There are too many ghosts here, and there are many weak breaths. They seem to be ghosts that have just been born, but they are as rational as ordinary people, which is somewhat abnormal.

"What does Kimuzan want to do?"

"Why can the newborn ghosts restrain **?"

When I was flowing, I smelled a bad breath and my heart became heavier.

The commercial street is not big, and it quickly approached the rich living area full of tall single-family villas when it flowed.

After approaching here, Chuanliu's eyes showed horror and a bell in his heart.

His body trembled uncontrollably.

Because in the smell of the flowing river, the so-called rich residential area, the smell of ghosts was as strong as the substance, and the rich invisible smell wrapped around the flowing river, making him irritable and restless.

It seems that there is no human being here, and it has completely become a stronghold for ghosts.

However, the humans around them knew nothing and were purchasing the items they wanted with a happy look on their faces. Even though they were smiling in front of them, they had a ghost with crazy appetite hidden in their eyes.

"What the hell is going on?"

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