Eighth Crown

After informing Liu Xia of the cause and effect, Murakami left the bedroom, went to the master bedroom, and went to sleep after turning off the oil lamp.

At this time, the time has come to the middle of the night. After losing the sunlight, the cold air at night spreads between the heavens and the earth, and the surroundings are completely silent, without making a single sound.

All the people in this village have surrendered to the power of the ghost, and they can't extricate themselves from their dreams.

No wonder when Liu Xia came to this village during the day, the whole village looked dead silent. Even in the daytime, these villagers were completely immersed in their dreams and escaping from reality.

Even if there are one or two people walking outside, they look like they are sluggish and lethargic, because they sleep too much, causing their body to become unbalanced, and even their mental state is affected.

When the night is dark.

A dark shadow quietly came to the door of Murakami's house, a golden knife in his hand, flashing a dazzling cold light under the night light.

He inserted the knife into the crack of the door, raised the back of the knife slightly, opened the door, and quietly walked into the room, into the guest room.

Then, walking to the front of the bed, he raised the golden sun blade in his hand and mercilessly slashed it towards the pillow on the bed.

Not surprisingly—

He cut a blank.

The next moment, a strong wind blew in the room.

Under the cold light, a He Dao carrying a wind blade was like a deadly death scythe, slashing horizontally towards the neck of the person who came.

The man's hair stood on end, and he subconsciously raised the knife in his hand and blocked it in front of him, but when the He knife fell on his knife, the huge force on it still made him uncontrollable. fly out.

"boom!"

The closed wooden window was smashed, and the young man wearing the exact same uniform as Liu Xia was knocked out from the wooden window.

"hateful!"

The youth cursed secretly, stood up from the ground, and looked in the direction of the house.

Lucia walked out from the doorway.

He was still wearing the same Ghost Killing Team uniform as in the daytime, with a slender figure and two sun-knives hanging around his waist, but one of them was already in his hand.

"It's still not sleeping at this time, how cautious this kid is!"

When he saw that Liu Xia's clothes were not taken off, the young man already understood where his previous assassination failed, he spat fiercely, and looked at Liu Xia several meters away with disgust.

"I want to stand out in 'reality'! Since you are my first mission, just die for me, and don't stop me from improving my status in the eyes of that lord!"

This young man is really pure scum.

Liu Xia was silent, as if he didn't hear what he was saying at all, but silently made this evaluation to him in his heart.

The Japanese sword is golden, in other words, the swordsman of the breath of thunder.

Since it is a swordsman of the breath of thunder, it still has a certain value.

"Mr. Kuramime! What happened!?"

Murakami hurriedly came out of the house. He was still wearing the clothes of the day, but there were some wrinkles on the clothes, which should have been pressed out when he was sleeping with his clothes.

Unlike Liu Xia who hadn't slept all night, he actually took a nap for a while, but because the bones of his arms were broken by Liu Xia, he had no way to change his clothes alone, so he could only sleep in his clothes.

Liu Xia just stared at the swordsman opposite, but did not answer Murakami's question.

This guy just said 'mission', that is to say, did he take over the task of assassinating himself from the ghost who can control the dream?

In other words, this guy might know where the ghost is.

At the moment when Liu Xia was thinking, the young swordsman on the opposite side looked at Murakami who came out of the house, but suddenly his eyes turned, and a cruel smile appeared on his face.

"Hey! Ghost! Come out to me!"

He slammed into the sky and drank, as if he was summoning a companion.

The next moment, an alien figure like a giant toad jumped rapidly from a distance, and with a 'boom' sound, it landed very accurately beside him.

The youth pointed at the opposite Murakami with a malicious smile on his face.

"Go! Eat him for me!"

The devil toad tilted his head, his round eyes looked at the opposite Murakami, his mouth gradually opened, and a chilling smile appeared on his face.

The air became solidified for a while.

"Eh…?"

Murakami suddenly stiffened in place, and the moment the toad demon looked over, his hands and feet became cold, and his face quickly turned pale.

"Wait...Wait! You misunderstood...! I'm his brother!"

"Just because you are his brother, I let him eat you!"

The smile on the young man's face gradually became hideous, and his face was full of the thrill of revenge, "Your task is too simple, just use chopsticks to stun passers-by, there are a lot of people who can replace you, even without you, It doesn't hurt or itch at all for the grown-up."

"I haven't forgotten that when I came to this village, it was you who stunned me with chopsticks!"

"Give it to me! Eat him!"

After the youth made the second order, Toad Demon did not hesitate, immediately raised his limbs, and moved in the direction of Murakami.

"Brother? It's delicious!"

The toad ghost approached Murakami, and there was a strong greed in his round eyes, and the words that let Murakami gradually collapse came out of his mouth.

Murakami regards Toad Demon as his younger brother, but Toad Demon has no memory of the past for a long time, and does not think of him as his elder brother at all.

It seems that after a person becomes a ghost, he will lose the memory of when he was a human.

Especially when Toad Ghost was a demented child who lost his intelligence before he became a human being, he has no all the fetters of the past, not even the slightest instinct not to hurt his former relatives.

"No... No! Mr. Kuramime, please save me!"

The figure of the toad ghost gradually enlarged in Murakami's eyes.

At the same time, the scene of his brother eating people for the first time after he became a ghost also appeared in his heart, making him tremble unconsciously, and fear occupied his entire heart in an instant.

Murakami turned his eyes to Liu Xia for help, and his eyes seemed very helpless. At this moment, no matter what was around him, he could grab it as a life-saving straw.

"I can save you."

For the last time, Liu Xia turned his gaze to Murakami who was full of hope, but the words that came out of his mouth made him completely sluggish.

"But if I want to save you, I have to kill your brother. How do you choose? Choose yourself to live? Or choose your brother to live?"

Murakami stayed where he was, forgetting to think for a while.

His brain was in chaos at this moment.

How should he choose?

choose yourself?

Or choose brother?

"Hey hey..."

However, Toad Ghost didn't give him time to think. In the innocent but dark laughter, Toad Ghost moved the figure closer and closer to him.

At the moment when fear rose in his heart, Murakami suddenly understood his inner thoughts.