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

In the process of walking towards the gate, the secretary had already planned the next plan in his heart.

He knew very well that it might be difficult for him, an eight-year-old child, to go out.

You know, there are 24-hour uninterrupted patrols around the Ghost Killing Squad's station, and they are the biggest obstacle preventing you from going out.

However, the secretary had already figured out their shift time.

"They're going to change shifts in three minutes, and then there's a 3-second gap."

Hidden in the corner, the secretary's eyes kept turning, watching the movements of the patrolling personnel.

Three minutes passed quietly, and it was time to change shifts.

A group of people temporarily relaxed their vigilance and walked towards the resting place.

Another pair set off from the rest area, ready to take over the position of the team in front.

Realizing that the opportunity had come, the hidden secretary jumped out of the corner.

The body instantly turned into a runaway wild horse, turned into lightning, and rushed towards the outside.

"Focus on breathing!"

The blood flow is accelerated, the muscles are instantly tightened, and the physical fitness has increased sharply.

Silently running the breathing of the whole concentration, everything around him quickly recedes as if going backwards.

"whoosh"

In the blink of an eye, the secretary rushed out and disappeared into the distant horizon.

At this time, the person who changed the shift had just taken over the position of the person in front.

"Strange, did someone run out just now?"

"What are you talking about, there was a gust of wind just now."

The team member who spoke behind knocked on the head of the teammate next to him, feeling a little helpless on his face

Haha laughed, and the team member didn't take it seriously.

After rushing out of the gate, Secretary Secretary ran on the ground to his heart's content, running towards his destination.

After running a considerable distance, he slowly slowed down his speed.

After observing the surrounding environment, the secretary was slightly relieved.

There is already a certain distance from the ghost killing team, and there should be no more patrolling members.

After confirming his position and correcting his direction, the secretary walked towards the northwest.

Eat when you're hungry, sleep when you're tired.

In the process of advancing, he did not waste a single bit of time.

Even when he was resting or sleeping, he was still exercising his breathing techniques.

Finally, after running for five days, Secretary Si found that he was very close to his destination.

Not far ahead, a small town also appeared.

Across the town is the woods.

"Take a break in the small town and collect news about ghosts by the way."

Entering the small town, the secretary soon discovered that the atmosphere of this small town seemed a little strange.

Although it was broad daylight, many shops were closed.

Even in front of shops that are open for business, there are only very few people.

The reason for this situation in shops selling wooden handicrafts for a living is already obvious.

there is only one truth!

The presence of ghosts in the forest has affected this small town.

Walking to the side of a shop, Secretary Si listened attentively.

"Boss, where have all the young men in this town gone?"

"Oh, I won't hide it from you, they all disappeared in the forest northwest of the town."

The shop owner let out a long sigh, and his brows were full of loneliness.

From the boss's words, the secretary heard the general process of the matter.

A few days ago, for unknown reasons, the men who went to cut trees in the deep forest disappeared one by one.

Not long ago, someone came to investigate this matter, but they disappeared after entering the forest.

People in the town also went in to search, but only found puddles of blood and torn clothes.

After talking to the customer, the boss's voice became weaker.

The impact of this incident on the town is not insignificant, and even affects the daily life of residents.

After discovering the disappearance of human beings, few people are willing to go in and cut trees.

Even if it is to cut down trees, they are only willing to cut down in the surrounding areas of the forest during the day.

There are even rumors that in the depths of the forest, there is a ghost that will kidnap and eat people.

Those men before were killed and eaten by ghosts.

Hearing this, Secretary Si already had a general idea in his mind.

The only thing that puzzled him was that the ghost didn't seem to have expanded its territory into this small town.

You know, compared to the woods, the food in this small town is the most abundant.

Leaning against the house, the Secretary was thinking about some of the information.

"Is it unwilling to come out, or is it unable to come out?"

Various hypotheses were established in his mind, but they were all rejected by the secretary.

Touching his "whining" stomach, he felt a little hungry.

When he came to a noodle restaurant, the secretary observed the menu on it.

"Boss, have a big bowl of wide noodles."

"Huh? Kid, why are you alone?"

The owner of the noodle shop was a little surprised, how could an eight-year-old boy like Si Shu come out to eat noodles by himself.

Coupled with the backpack and wooden knife placed aside, it is even more strange.

Sensing the doubts of the noodle shop owner, the secretary spoke out what he had already prepared.

"I'm role-playing."

With a smile, the boss dispelled most of his doubts.

After all, how strange is it that an eight-year-old can do anything.

While eating the noodles, the secretary started chatting with the boss again, trying to get some information about ghosts.

"Uncle, do you think the recent rumors are true?"

When the boss heard this, his expression suddenly became a little gloomy.

"Xin, one of my nephews was a member of the felling team and disappeared into the woods."

"I heard that the ghost inside is like a dryad, able to manipulate vines and branches."

After telling the secretary some of the news and rumors he had heard, the owner of the noodle shop heaved a long sigh.

"However, even if I say so, you probably won't believe it."

"No, I believe it."

After eating and drinking enough, he put down the money, and the secretary put on his backpack and wooden knife again.

"Maybe, it's really a "Tree Ghost"."

Leaving an unpredictable sentence, the secretary left.

Only the owner of the noodle shop with a confused face was left standing there scratching his head.

Leaving the noodle shop, a smile appeared on Secretary Secretary's face.

He has roughly understood the information about this ghost.

Walking around the town, the Secretary bought some necessities for hunting ghosts.

After getting everything ready, the sun has already set on the other side of the horizon.

Seeing his own shadow getting longer and longer on the ground, the secretary knew that the ghost was about to go out for activities.

Night is the time for ghosts.

Standing on the outside of the forest, the Secretary moved his somewhat stiff body.

Just as he was thinking about which direction to enter from, a faint roar came into his ears.

Following the prestige, the Secretary found that the cry came from the depths of the forest.

"Could it be that someone has already entered the forest?"

With some bad premonition in his heart, the secretary rushed in following the direction of the voice.