The Toad Ghost's movements were very slow. Although its four limbs were on the ground, it was not as coordinated as a wild beast, causing its speed to be visibly slow.
However, although its speed was very slow, the speed at which it swung its tongue was shockingly fast. It was so fast that ordinary people could only see a whip-like black shadow, and then they would be swept away and swallowed without realizing it.
After all, Ryuga was not an ordinary person. His reaction speed was much faster than an ordinary person's.
The moment the tongue swept towards him, he had already dodged to the side. At the same time, he pulled out the Hedao at his waist at a dazzling speed, and slashed with a blazing hot slash, from the bottom to the top, and slashed the Toad Ghost's tongue.
"Chi la — —"
Accompanied by a burning sound, a section of the scarlet tongue fell from the sky to the ground.
"Ah!"
The Toad Ghost let out a short scream, then immediately retracted its tongue, raised its forelimbs, and covered its mouth. Its round eyes even overflowed with bean sized tears.
"Wu wu wu wu wu, so painful! So painful! Bad guy! Bully! "
The Toad Ghost covered its mouth, and its face revealed an extremely innocent expression. The way it looked at Ryuga was as if it was looking at an extremely evil person, and its mouth was vaguely complaining about Ryuga's evil deeds.
"Indeed an idiot … Perhaps before becoming a ghost, it was already an idiot."
Ryuga sighed.
He wanted to ask this ghost about the whereabouts of the ghost who controlled the dream, but it was immediately ruined.
Ryuga raised the Hedao in his hand, and the rhythm of his breathing became extremely hot. His gaze fell on the neck of the Toad Ghost in front of him.
His strength was many times stronger than when he fought against the Hand Ghost. Facing such an opponent now, he should be able to easily kill it in seconds.
"Please don't kill him!"
However, just as Ryuga was about to attack the Toad Ghost, Murakami's anxious voice came from behind him.
"He's my younger brother!"
What?
This ghost?
Was it his younger brother?
Ryuga's eyes revealed a very obvious surprise, and the blade that she was about to swing out stopped in mid-air.
It wasn't because he pitied the brothers. He never had that kind of feeling in his heart. The reason why he stopped attacking was because he felt that this matter seemed to have become interesting.
There weren't many things that Ryuga found interesting.
However, the brothers in front of him were clearly an exception.
Murakami saw that Ryuga stopped the knife in her hand. His heart, which was originally in his throat, suddenly calmed down. His face showed obvious joy.
On the other side, after the Toad Ghost's tongue was cut off, it turned around without a care. Even its back and neck were exposed to Ryuga, it didn't care. Instead, it leaped away like a toad.
Although he walked very slowly, the distance he could jump was quite far. Soon, he disappeared from Ryuga's sight.
"You want to protect him?"
Ryuga didn't care about the escaping Toad Ghost. After all, he had already completed his first spirit base upgrade mission. Looking at the weak Toad Ghost, he didn't look like a member of the Twelve Ghost Months. It didn't matter to him whether he killed it or not.
He turned around and looked at Murakami, who was walking out of the door. His eyes flashed slightly. It was very rare for him to want to know the inside story.
"Yes … Yes."
Murakami looked at Ryuga. Although he was very nervous, he still stubbornly said, "I want to protect my younger brother."
"Looking at it, it should have eaten a lot of people."
Although Ryuga used a question, his tone was very certain. To be able to grow into such a strange ghost, its hands must have been stained with no less than ten lives. It could only be more. It couldn't be less.
"…"
Murakami opened his mouth and couldn't refute for a long time.
This was the truth. He couldn't refute it. He had just been taught a lesson by Ryuga, so he didn't dare to lie to Ryuga.
"Who did he eat?" Ryuga continued to ask.
"… Some people in the village who resisted that man, and some passers-by."
Murakami lowered his head. It seemed that even he felt guilty.
"That is to say, in your eyes, your younger brother's life is far more valuable than other people's lives."
Ryuga didn't understand his thoughts at all. Instead, he exposed the problem that he had been avoiding. "As long as your younger brother can live, it doesn't matter how many irrelevant people die?"
"That kind of thing …"
Murakami subconsciously wanted to refute, but as soon as the words came out of his mouth, he fell silent again.
He had never thought about this problem in his heart. Subconsciously, he thought that human lives were precious. The moment Ryuga exposed this problem, he wanted to refute.
Unfortunately, judging from his past experience of indulging his younger brother in eating people, he didn't have the confidence to say such words.
"Among the two members of the Ghost Killer Team who came here, one of them died. Was he also eaten by him?"
Ryuga saw his contradictory performance. She didn't have the thought of telling him not to indulge his younger brother. Instead, she continued to ask with interest.
"… Yes."
Murakami lowered his head. His hands were tightly clenched. His heart was also full of guilt and tormented. "I used chopsticks to make him fall into a coma … Then my younger brother ate him."
Not everyone in the world was as perceptive as Liu Xia was, and not everyone could disregard all human relationships and kindness as he did, daring to throw all doubts on the table.
As long as they let down their guard a little, Murakami could make the members of the Ghost Killer Team fall into his trap.
"What about the other one?" Ryuga asked again.
"… He joined that man," Murakami said in a low voice.
"He liked the life in the dream very much, so he joined that man … The one who died before didn't want to join that man no matter what, so he was eaten by my younger brother."
The ones with integrity died.
Those who had no backbone survived instead.
Ryuga understood. She didn't have the slightest bit of pity and sympathy for the dead members, nor did she have the slightest bit of anger and hatred for the members who joined the evil spirits.
Most of the things in this world were only grand on the surface. They seemed to be full of goodness and beauty, but in fact, under the beautiful appearance, there were always all kinds of ugliness, sins, and unhappiness.
The ones with integrity died, the innocent took the blame, and the invading war in the name of righteousness … Everyone who thought this world was beautiful needed to personally experience the ugliness hidden under the beautiful appearance.
Ryuga never had any expectations for this world. Basically, his concept was that it had nothing to do with him. He never cared about it, nor did he care about it. He just accepted everything that was unreasonable and took it for granted.
However, even such a Ryuga had something that interested him.
— That was, an incomparably passionate feeling.
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