Ghost Buster: Start check-in from Mt. Narrow Foggy Mountain

Wisteria flower family, an ancient family.

The history of their existence, even dating back to the Warring States period, is closely related to the birth of the Ghost Killer Team.

Hundreds of years ago, the head of the wisteria flower family at that time, was just an ordinary rich merchant, and he was attacked by a ghost in a casual trade, and his life was on the line.

At this moment, a swordsman appeared and sacrificed his life to kill the cannibal.

The rich businessman was rescued.

After some cross-examination, he learns that the swordsman comes from a mysterious organization where people are known as “ghost hunters”.

Later, the wealthy merchant found the Shiki family, and with the joint sponsorship of the two families….

Only then did the Ghost Killer Squad come about.

In order to repay the kindness of the ghost hunters, the rich merchant once promised to do his best to help the ghost killing team, and he would be the strongest backing at all times.

Just like in the original plot, the grandmother’s house where Tanjiro and his party once lived is a branch of the wisteria flower family.

And Masao Otani who just stopped the operators….

Also from this family.

Therefore, Beidou called Kyoshiro away, in addition to not wanting to hurt innocent people by mistake, the most important thing is to sell a face.

“So it is.”

With Kyoshiro’s brain, he quickly figured out the reason.

He clapped his fists, admiring Beidou more and more, and if he replaced it with himself, he would definitely have a conflict with the operators.

But what puzzled Kyoshiro was…

Since Hokuto gave the cabin to Otani, where should they go for clues?

“Kyoshiro, how far are we from the place of the incident.”

“There are only two miles left.”

In this regard, Beidou bowed his head slightly, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: “At this time, that group of people should have discovered something, but it’s a pity…”

Before Beidou finished speaking, he heard a voice from behind.

“This, this is Komatsu’s name…”

“How is it possible, didn’t he just arrive here yesterday?”

As Beidou expected, the group of operators really recognized the identity of the body and were shouting.

Kyoshiro swallowed, and when he came back to his senses, Hokuto had already moved on.

Because he had already found out where the ghost went.

Follow the breath of the wind.

As for the group of dumbfounded operators, it is estimated that they will have to delay for a while on that broken ship.

It wasn’t until the afternoon that Hokuto and Kyoshiro stopped.

They are stationed in the nearest fishing village to the Shinano River, and most of them make a living fishing.

The fishermen at the entrance of the village instinctively feared when they saw two men with knives.

Even the eyes are evasive.

It seems that in the past few days, there have been few people to harass them, and even have a sense of resistance.

Under Hokuto’s instructions, Kyoshiro ran all over the village before finding an old fisherman who was willing to speak.

“Two people who are not from the government, right?”

Kyoshiro nodded, and did not hide his identity: “Hello uncle, we are members of the ghost killing team, and we came here specifically to find a ghost.” ”

“Ghost?” The old fisherman took out a rag and wiped the mud off the pole, “Ghosts or people, our small village doesn’t have what you are looking for, so hurry back!” ”

“Sir, we are not…”

Kyoshiro was about to explain, but found a hand on his shoulder.

Looking back, it was Beidou’s indifferent gaze.

“In that case, excuse me.”

“It’s okay, if you have time, it’s better to sit down and catch fish, maybe you can catch a meal.” The old fisherman sat down happily and handed over a fishing rod.

Kyojuro was confused about his eccentric behavior.

Who knew that in the next second, Beidou generously took the fishing rod and sat on the boat without any scruples.

“Mr. Hokuto, you are…”

Kyoshiro was puzzled, but he didn’t bother with any more words and stood quietly on the side.

Time passes by minute by minute, the sun sets in the west and night falls.

“Plop plop…”

In the basket next to the old fisherman, there were more than a dozen live salmon, apparently full of harvest.

An old fisherman like him has long been well versed in the art of fishing and fishing, and a dozen or so are considered few.

In contrast, Beidou’s fish basket is not so good-looking.

It’s just empty!

That’s right, from dusk to now, Beidou has not caught a single fish.

Seeing this scene, Purgatory Kyoshiro next to him shook his head frequently.

He really couldn’t figure out what Mr. Hokuto was going to do? This is completely inconsistent with his outstanding performance in the Ghost Killer Squad….

Is this also a practice?

And the old fisherman on the side, his eyes are also a little meaningful.

Gradually, out of nowhere, a few dark clouds floated, covering the sky and the moon.

And the sparkling Shinano River is also covered with a layer of clouds.

At a certain moment, Beidou’s fishing rod moved.

“Snap.”

A slight sound, in exchange for Kyoshiro’s eyes lit up: Mr. Hokuto has finally caught a fish!

Within two seconds, however, the rod fell silent again.

The old fisherman squinted his eyes and looked at Beidou carefully, but found that he had closed his eyes at some point.

Invisibly, it has long been integrated into the vast night.

The old fisherman looked and looked, and just as he was about to speak, suddenly…

A strong sea breeze came in.

“Huh?”

What’s even more incredible is the next scene.

I saw that on the Shinano River facing the three of them, the sea breeze stirred up faint ripples, and as the wind increased, it even set off waves.

This phenomenon is not uncommon, at most it is windy.

But the old fisherman never imagined that the sea breeze brought not only humid airflow, but also …

“Boom!”

The waves surged higher and higher, until finally, they even formed a wall.

The overwhelming waves are about to crush this fishing boat….

At this moment, Beidou opened his eyes.

A white light emerged from his waist, and it turned out that he had drawn his knife.

Suddenly, the wave stopped moving.

In the next second, in the center of the thick wall of water, a crack the thickness of a bucket appeared.

To be precise, it was cut off!

“Boom!”

The waves fell heavily and hit the shore.

Silver-white figures descended from the sky, and it turned out to be countless salmon jumping and swaying.

Soon, Beidou’s fish basket was filled.

And the old fisherman, unable to control his hands, loosened his fishing rod.

“Now, can you tell me one or two?”

PS: The second change today, try to make up! Come on, come on!