Ghost Slayer: The Great Swordsman System at the beginning, our teacher follows the country

Hei Simou, who was stunned, looked at the broken bamboo flute quietly, and the expression on his face became very complicated.

Finally, as if he had figured out something, he walked forward slowly.

He picked up the bamboo flute and wiped the dirty dirt on it, as if he was protecting some treasure.

Putting the two bamboo flutes into his arms, Heishimu turned around and walked towards Yuanyi's body.

Suddenly, he noticed something, and his face changed drastically.

Turning his head suddenly, he saw a flame-shaped horizontal slash flying towards him.

"Breath of the Moon * Shape of One * Dark Moon * Palace of the Night."

He drew his sword and used it, and accurately slashed at the flame slash.

The two powerful attacks had already collided, causing an explosion in an instant.

The dust and dust raised by the explosion were several meters high.

Just when Hei Si Mou was wondering why this energy was so familiar, a voice came over.

"Give me death!"

As soon as the words fell, a heavy kick landed on Heishimu's waist.

This kick was so powerful that it even directly shattered his kidneys.

uh.

Clutching his waist, Hei Si Mou couldn't help taking a few steps back.

Such an injury is naturally not that serious to a ghost, but what Hei Si Mou cares more about is the identity of the attacker.

The scattered smoke and dust slowly dissipated, and he saw the other party clearly.

A young man in his 20s, holding a sun wheel knife.

Although Hei Si Mou had already guessed the other party's identity, he couldn't believe it.

"You are the secretary?!"

"Ah, uncle, ah, that's not right, Hei Si Mou, so what if it's me."

Seeing the other party graciously admit his identity, Hei Si Mou became even more insane.

Why, after more than 60 years, the secretary without ghost can maintain a young body.

Could it be that there is a second way in this world to maintain one's own life.

If that's the case, then what was the purpose of everything I did before.

Abandoned the family, abandoned his wife and children, abandoned his teammates, and even killed his own brother.

After all this, you actually told me there is another way.

Thinking of this, Hei Si Mou couldn't restrain himself anymore.

"Secretary, tell me why you can maintain a young body."

"No comment."

Standing in front of Yuanyi's corpse with the Sun Wheel Knife in his hand, there was no fear on the secretary's face.

Although, in the past 60 years, a major event happened, which made him spend most of his time doing it.

But even with only a small amount of training time, he has improved his strength to the greatest extent.

Master-level swordsmanship, breathing techniques, physical skills (300 million/1000 million).

Master-level spiritual defense (100/[-]).

The rest of the specialization-level skills have also been upgraded to the master-level (100/[-] million) level.

Coupled with low-level thin blood, time-sensitive markings and a transparent world that occasionally refreshes.

If he really wants to fight, he is sure to cut him under the knife.

Seeing that the opponent's aura was not weaker than his own, Hei Si Mou temporarily gave up his plan to attack.

The waist that was kicked by the secretary before has recovered, but the injury left by Yuanyi has not healed for a long time.

The damage done by the Breath of the Sun to the ghosts is too powerful, even Kamizuru himself can't stand it.

Dragging such a seriously injured body against a Swordsman of the Breath of the Sun who is not weaker than him, I am afraid that he is at risk of falling.

What's more, the current self has no intention of fighting at all.

Thinking of this, Hei Si Mou turned around, intending to leave here.

"Wait a moment."

Before Heishimu could take a few steps, the secretary called to stop him.

"Today, I was entrusted by my master to appear here as a witness of history."

"But next time we meet, I'll be a ghost hunter, and I'll cut you down."

After listening, Hei Si Mou did not speak, but took another step and left the wasteland.

After Heishimu left, the secretary lowered his body and packed up Yuanyi's body with his own clothes.

Although Yuanyi didn't say these things, the secretary planned to build a tombstone for him.

And the location has already been chosen.

After buying some food and water in the small town, the secretary left with Yuanyi's body on his back.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, he finally came to the forest in his memory.

Compared with more than 70 years ago, this forest has become more prosperous and full of vitality.

The clear stream flows in it, and the emerald green leaves hang high on the branches of the trees.

Occasionally there are faint sounds, which are the calls of animals.

If you regard this as the last place of your life, it will be a perfect choice.

Walking in the forest, Secretary Secretary walked to the depths.

In the end, he stopped in a clearing.

Not far ahead, there is another wooden house that is mostly rotten.

It can be seen that there have been people living here, but because of the passage of time, it finally became like this.

The target of the secretary is behind this wooden house.

There, there are two tombstones.

The tombstone is covered with dust, obviously no one has been there for a long time.

But vaguely, the words engraved on it can still be seen clearly.

Yuanyi's wife, Yuanyi's son.

Here was once the place where Yuanyi and his wife lived.

And in that year, the secretary was also picked up by Yuan Yi here.

Back then, when I was young, I also used my eyes to record the erection process of the tombstone.

From then on, he began his magnificent life.

Putting down the rucksack behind him, Secretary Secretary went to fetch some water from the stream.

Wet the cloth and wipe the two tombstones carefully.

Later, the secretary found another suitable stone.

The sun wheel knife in his hand was out of its sheath, and the hard granite was easily cut like cheese.

After cutting the stone to a suitable size, the secretary made a coffin out of a tall tree.

After the coffin was finished, he put Yuanyi's body inside.

There was no trace of pain on Yuanyi's face, what was there was just the plainness of yesterday.

Under careful observation, there may be a hint of sadness and loneliness.

With palms together, Si Shu bowed to Yuan.

Then, slowly closed the coffin board and put it into the big hole dug in advance.

One after another, Secretary Secretary filled the big hole with his own hands.

In the end, a tombstone made of granite was erected on it.

Holding the Sun Wheel Knife in his hand, the Secretary engraved a few large characters on it.

"My teacher, the tomb of Ji Guoyuanyi."

Although there are only a few words, the secretary has used the energy that belongs to the breath of the sun.

Although not much, it is enough to make the evil spirits feel disgusted in their hearts, so they will not come here to make trouble.

After doing this, the secretary took a few steps back and sat in front of the three tombstones.

"Master, and the younger brother who has never met, I sent back Master Yuanyi to you."

"May your family live happily in another world."

The breeze blew past, blowing the leaves and making a rustling sound.

The small river flows, and the pebbles are struck with a crisp sound.

It was as if Yuanyi and their spirits in heaven were replying to the secretary.

After a long time, the Secretary stood up and walked out of the forest.

Now, he is alone.

But his own story is far from over.

He didn't even know that he would meet a long-lost old friend in the next place.