Chapter 283

Whoosh——

The cold wind at night blew, and the neon lights in the streets gradually went out.

After hearing that he was rejected by the hotel again, ryumi put his hands around his shoulders and sat alone on the steps of the hotel.

A few drops of sweat fell from her forehead:

What should I do?

There are fewer and fewer hotels. Even if we finally find a place to live, the three of us are probably crowded in one room.

Ah, ah——

She couldn't help covering her face.

Living with two boys at night is like killing me!

Although, although master Huicong is a monk.

And this Jingze swordsman

He looks very handsome and seems quite enthusiastic, but the more so, the more nervous I feel. What should I do?

Although in the ghost killing team, everyone is a swordsman.

Everyone lives and dies together. Even the opposite sex doesn't care about these details.

But I really can't overcome it. Hey!

Shen Lue noticed that ryumi was sweating:

"Well——

"Are you not feeling well? Why are you sweating so much?"

Ryumi hurriedly raised his collar to cover more of his face.

"No, it's okay."

too bad.

Mr. Jingze won't see what I think? Is my performance very impolite, but I can't control it at all!

Woo woo~

I'm going to die socially!

However, Shen Lue was completely unaware of the string of thoughts that Liumi's brain made up at this time.

He is thinking about staying tonight.

"If we really can't find a place, can we find the temple?"

Shen slightly remembered that two years ago, he went to Chengen courtyard and stayed in monk Huicong's meditation room.

Huicong stands on tiptoe:

"I'm Kangkang..."

Although Baihe Town is relatively prosperous, it is only the initial modernization in the early 20th century. There are not so many high-rise buildings, or even buildings with more than three floors.

If you look around a little, you can have a panoramic view of the nearby buildings.

"Well.

"Benefactor Jingze, I'm afraid not. There are no temples or shrines nearby. I'm afraid we'll sleep on the street tonight."

Call~~~

Hearing this, ryumi was finally secretly relieved.

Finally, we don't have to worry about staying overnight. Camping together in the open air is much more comfortable than crowded in one room.

Shen Lue stood up:

"All right, let's..."

Just as he was about to start, a middle-aged woman with confused eyes and staggering passed by.

When passing Shen slightly, the woman suddenly turned and asked:

"Several friends..."

Huh?

Shen slightly looked back.

"Friends, have you seen my children?"

The woman's lips are dry and cracked, her voice is hoarse, and her eyes are covered with blood. She looks very haggard and tired.

She compared her height:

"He is a boy, about as tall as my thigh. He is chubby, has a mole on his ear, and wears pajamas when he runs away from home..."

Huicong shook his head blankly:

"Sorry, benefactor.

"We just arrived at Baihe Town tonight. We are not local people."

The woman nodded dully:

"Oh, sorry to interrupt."

Then she turned to move on, but after less than two steps, she suddenly turned around and asked in surprise:

"You

"Are you a member of the ghost killing team?"

Shen Lue and others were all dressed in black, with a traditional Chinese character "Mie" written on the back.

——This is the standard uniform of the ghost killing team.

Generally speaking, ghost killing team members must wear this uniform when performing their official duties. Only after they become pillars can they wear their own clothes at will.

The three people who were watching her leave were startled.

Shen Lue replied:

"Ah, Hello, yes.

"We are Kui level members of the ghost killing team. We are responsible for ghost hunting in Baihe Town."

For hundreds of years, the ghost killing team has been a secret organization. The information was not officially disclosed until we thought that no one had been successfully killed and the ghost killing team was dissolved.

In the public view, the ghost killing team quickly gained a large number of loyal fans.

For example, the original little monk Huicong.

Of course, no one thought:

The ghost dance is not miserable. The ancestor of the ghost, who was born in the Heian era and brought thousands of nightmares to Japan, actually made a comeback in just two years after the war.

Even stronger.

After receiving a positive reply, the middle-aged woman covered her mouth in surprise:

"Great!

"My son is saved this time!"

......

At night, a room with secluded and mysterious layout.

Shen Lue and the three of them were warmly invited home by the middle-aged woman immediately after they showed their identity.

Through conversation, they learned that the surname of the couple in front of them was "Hasegawa".

Mrs. Hasegawa wiped her tears:

"Woo woo~

"My son was always playful before, so we couldn't help it. We spanked him and asked him to concentrate on his lessons. Unexpectedly

"He disappeared that night."

Hey——

Mr. Hasegawa sighed:

"It's been three days. Although we called the police, we still haven't heard anything.

"The child..."

Shen Lue carefully observed the couple in front of him.

Their conversation and manners are gentle, and the tea presented is also top-grade. Coupled with this clean and elegant attic, we can see that their family background and upbringing are quite good.

So maybe be strict with children.

Huicong puts down the Buddha beads:

"We already know the situation.

"But, benefactor, there seems to be no way to be sure that the ghost did it.

"It is very likely that your son ran away on his own."

Although the ghost killing team members are strong, they can only deal with ghost related problems. They can't be responsible for the loss of population.

"No!"

Mr. Hasegawa shook his head:

"I got up that night.

"It seems that I heard a husky voice talking to my son in his room, but I disappeared after I walked over, so I didn't go in to see it.

"Now remember

"It's probably a ghost."

Mrs. Hasegawa fought a cold war, which was the last thing she wanted to accept, but she had to think about it.

After all, it is said that the ghost king has recovered.

Traces of suspected ghost activities were found in many places nearby.

"They're right."

A clear and pleasant voice sounded, which turned out to be Liumi who had not spoken.

Huicong hurriedly asked:

"What's the matter?"

Liumi's nose tip moved: "I have a special smell. I can smell ghosts. In this attic, this smell is very strong.

"Three days ago..."

She rubbed her nose and frowned solemnly,

"I've never smelled so strong.

"And the child disappeared three days ago. It's still very pungent until now. I feel..."

She stopped suddenly, as if afraid to draw a conclusion easily.

Shen Lue said patiently:

"It doesn't matter. Just say it."

After being questioned by Shen Lue, ryumi's ears turned red again. However, when it comes to the topic of ghosts, she seems to be excited and overcome social fear briefly.

She whispered:

"Maybe it's ghost moon

"Some real twelve ghost month."

Ah?

Huicong stops moving the Buddha beads.

This is too bad for us. Why are all the big bosses we meet?

However, Mr. and Mrs. Hasegawa looked at a loss:

"Excuse me, what is the twelfth ghost month?"