"Uncle, eating fruit in this cold weather will ruin your stomach."

"This is a broken stomach, but it's uncomfortable and troublesome. Don't buy it."

Jing Zhikang thought about it, and Lin Chi said something was reasonable. Forget it, it’s important to hurry up.

He said to the old ghost: "Old man, if you have the opportunity to visit your business again in the future, forget it this time."

In the gray-white messy hair, the old ghost's eyes gradually turned red, but he had just looked up to show his fierce eyes, but he found that Lin Chi behind Jing Zhikang was staring at him with blood-red eyes that were even more cruel than him.

It turns out that there are ghosts in this convoy who are already targeting him... they are still quite strong.

The old ghost lowered his head again, and the red light in Lin Chi's eyes slowly faded away.

"Haha, passerby, the little brother next to you is right. Sometimes, the pain inside the body is really uncomfortable, be careful."

Jing Zhikang smiled and waved his hand: "Of course, of course, I will pay attention, thank you for reminding me."

Lin Chi looked at the old ghost behind him and sneered in his heart. This guy also wanted to remind the people in the convoy that he was a ghost, probably because he was unhappy in his heart.

The convoy took action again and walked slowly for about half an hour. Jing Zhikao had already gone to the rear to sleep. A younger man was guiding the convoy, whose name was Aso.

The old ghost behind me didn't know if he was still setting up a stall to sell his fruits...

Lin Chi touched his stomach and pretended to be uncomfortable and said, "I'll go back and solve the physiological problems."

Aso said with some concern: "Go quickly, remember to come over quickly, don't be alone when it's dark."

Lin Chi flipped off the carriage and ran all the way to the convoy. After the convoy could not see him, he ran towards the old ghost's position at very fast.

In just a few minutes, Lin Chi saw him again, still sitting trembling behind the fruit stall, as if he was trembling because of the cold weather, which made people feel unbearable.

Ono's father died at the hands of this ghost. After eating his food, he was killed by the ghost that night. How could such a coincidence happen?

Uncle, I have nothing to help you, except this ghost, and you will avenge your brother.

The old ghost watched Lin Chi approaching step by step, his turbid eyes looked at Lin Chi with confusion through the white hair that was being suffered.

Lin Chi walked up and squatted down: "Old guy, how do you sell this fruit?"

The old ghost smiled: "Just take away your own people."

Lin Chi pointed to a watermelon: "It's just winter watermelons that taste delicious."

The watermelon is bright in color and transparent in green. It is really attractive just looking at the appearance.

The old ghost said: "It's very sweet. If you want to eat it, take it."

The ghost can't eat this thing, are you happy to come here to enjoy me? Isn't it just that I just wanted to cheat you...

Lin Chi picked up the watermelon and looked at the old ghost, looking at him.

"I'll ask you, are you keeping this melon ripe?"

The old ghost pushed the white hair behind and showed a ferocious and terrifying appearance, grinning at Lin Chi: "Of course, you can try it."

Lin Chi asked again as if he hadn't heard it, "Do you keep this melon ripe?"

The old ghost was stunned, and then the blood in his eyes gradually became richer.

"What do you mean?"

Lin Chi smiled and suddenly reached out his hand as fast as the wind, grabbed the old ghost's neck and raised him high.

The old ghost showed anger's face, and his head was full of white hair and lingered towards Lin Chi. Lin Chi did not dodge or avoid it, and was wrapped around his neck by the white hair.

A fierce look flashed in his eyes, and the old ghost manipulated his hair to shrink and tighten, and a creaking sound came.

However, no matter how hard the old ghost used, the white hair could not cut off the other person's head as usual.

"What a hard skin, like iron stone... We have no grudges and no grudges, let me down."

The white hair wrapped around Lin Chi's neck, like a real hair around an iron rod. The old ghost's hair roots were almost cracked, but it was still useless.

Lin Chi smiled and said, "I'm very unhappy when you wanted to trip me up just now."

The old ghost widened his eyes: "What do you want? I'll give you a few hunters as compensation?"

Hunting a few people... It's really an understatement.

Lin Chi used his palms to force, and the whole neck of the old ghost was pinched, and the white hair that was wrapped around him fell down softly.

After obtaining Miko's power, Lin Chi's hands became the hardest and most powerful parts of his body, which were harder than the Black Cut at this moment. This ruthless iron hand could easily pinch the ghost's neck.

Throwing the old ghost on the ground, and after his flesh and blood recovered, Lin Chi said, "I want you to do something for me."

The old ghost covered his neck, took a few breaths of violence, and looked at Lin Chi with fear: "What...what?"

The gap in strength between ghosts was huge. After realizing that Lin Chi could easily kill him, the old ghost surrendered.

"I want those ghost killers' swordsmen's Sun Wheel swords."

"You go and snatch it for me. You can hurt them, but you are not allowed to kill anyone."

"You don't want to be targeted by the Demon Slayer."

The relationship between ghosts and ghost killing teams is very strange, because most low-level ghosts fight on their own and are often surrounded and suppressed by ghost killing teams. The rational ghosts also have a fear of ghosts.

But even if the ghost in the lower crescent moon is killed, killing ordinary ghost-killing swordsmen is like grass, only the pillar can make them feel fear.

The old ghost said in confusion: "Rider Blade... Do you have an enemy you want to kill? You are better than me, why don't you rob it yourself?"

With the help of the Sun Wheel Sword, ghosts can indeed kill similar people better and faster.

Lin Chi glanced at the old ghost: "Don't ask too much, you just need to do as you do."

The old ghost had a fierce light flashing in his eyes, but he was still forcibly suppressed.

Except for Muzan Kibutsuji, the other ghosts are dissatisfied with each other and can only use their strength to force their shock, and they are still dissatisfied with their hearts.

Lin Chi's purpose is to melt the Sun Wheel Knife to strengthen the Black Cut. Black Cut is just transformed with a Sun Wheel Knife, and he does not have enough time to warm up and cannot adapt to his rapid growth power.

The black cut also has a great effect. Before, he also nailed Luo Yu with an axe so that he could fight alone with Miko.

Chi Yu's moves can be used as a killer weapon, but they cannot be used normally. Black Cut must be strengthened.

"And you are so fucking... It's a waste to get the Ridge Knife..."

These four swordsmen really refreshed Lin Chi's understanding of the Demon Slayer Team.

They are stronger than ordinary people, and may be able to fight against the lowest level ghosts, but a slightly stronger ghost will be afraid that they will be able to destroy them...

However, what Lin Chi didn't know was that the quality of the Demon Killing Team in recent years has been uneven and very different.

There was a problem with the selection and trial of the Demon Slayer Team, but they didn't know it yet.

"Leave your Sun Wheel Sword to me. The evil ghosts I killed will remember that some of your contributions..."

"And you need to be tempered to inspire courage and fighting spirit, so let me help you, and this Rilun Knife is regarded as tuition."

As a person who has been influenced by socialism, Lin Chi felt that he could not steal other people's things randomly. He was doing good deeds and was not ready to leave his name.

"Thank me, little guys."
Chapter completed!