Until last year, Murakami's family was a very harmonious one.
His father was very hardworking. When he worked in the fields, he almost never complained. His mother was also very beautiful, and the clothes she made were very beautiful. Even if they were to sell them in the nearby big town, they would be able to fetch a good price.
His younger brother inherited his mother's genes. He was very cute and very smart. Everyone in the family said that when his younger brother grew up, he would definitely become a rich city person. When that time came, the whole family could move to the city and not have to work hard and make clothes.
Although Murakami himself was relatively ordinary, he respected his parents very much. He was very filial to his parents and also liked his younger brother very much. Although sometimes he would feel impatient because of his parents' "learn from your younger brother," and his younger brother would laugh and joke with him because of this, he did not hate his younger brother because of this.
Until last year, when his father and mother were going to sell the clothes they made in the nearby town, they encountered bandits.
The clothes they made for half a year were all robbed. His father was beaten to death on the spot in order to protect his mother. His beautiful mother was also raped and killed by the bandits. She died very miserably.
When Murakami heard the news, he was completely stunned and did not come back to his senses for a long time.
What was even more unacceptable was that his younger brother's head was hit because of excessive shock and shock. Since then, he had become a retard. His originally smart brain was completely gone, and he was even bedridden. Even his meals had to be fed by Murakami personally.
Murakami was so shocked that he even thought of jumping into the river with his younger brother to commit suicide.
But at that time, that man appeared.
"So pitiful. Let me save you."
That man came under the moonlight. He was wearing fashionable clothes that only people in big cities would wear, imported from the West. On his head, he was wearing a white hat that did not have a trace of dust on it. He had blood-red beast eyes.
He was very handsome. There were no flaws on his handsome face. His voice was also very pleasant. At first glance, people would subconsciously have the impression that this man might be more beautiful than the most handsome person recorded in history books.
Then, that man turned his younger brother into a ghost.
Murakami originally thought that his younger brother would be able to recover his former consciousness and health, but he was horrified to find that the result was not as good as he imagined.
His younger brother's brain did not recover. He still looked like a retard, but his body became very healthy.
However, this health came with a price.
He developed an uncontrollable desire to eat humans. On the day he became a ghost, he ate the entire family of five, dying the entire house red with blood.
Murakami wanted to stop him at that time.
But he didn't.
Even though his little brother had turned into a ghost, he was still his last family in this world. Even though he had eaten people, the Murakami had no way to blame him or stop him.
"Little brother is too strong. I can't stop him at all."
At that time, Murakami found such an excuse for himself.
He didn't even notice that his younger brother's body had gradually expanded after he became a ghost. His appearance had become incomparably ferocious, and the blood on his body had already been deeply imprinted in his memory.
Then, the man who turned his younger brother into a ghost left.
Then, in less than a month, the man who could control dreams came to the village. Through the beautiful dream, he controlled everyone in the village. Those who dared to resist were all eaten by him.
Murakami was no exception. He surrendered to the man.
In the dream, he could see that his younger brother, who was still a normal person, was very friendly to him. He didn't have the ugliness, ferocity, and horror that he had after becoming a ghost. He could also see that his parents were still alive. The family was still living happily together. They even moved to the city.
He was reluctant to give up such a beautiful dream. Therefore, no matter what order the ghost who controlled the dream gave him, even if it went against his conscience, he didn't refuse in the end.
In addition, his younger brother was also subdued by the ghost and became his subordinate. Murakami had no reason to refuse.
"If I refuse, my younger brother will definitely be killed."
Murakami convinced himself with such an excuse.
As a result, the two members of the Ghost Killing Team that were sent here were all killed by his chopsticks. The first person refused to submit to the evil ghost and was eaten by his younger brother. The second person was willing to submit to the evil ghost but was taken away by that man.
Then, he welcomed Ryuga. She was obviously not older than his younger brother, but she was unexpectedly vigilant. She was the third member of the Ghost Killers.
…
At night, in the house.
"That's all I know."
Under the faint light of the oil lamp, Murakami lowered his head and explained everything to Ryuga.
His expression was very complicated. There was five parts guilt, three parts reluctance, one part avoidance, and a faint trace of fear.
"A mysterious existence that can turn people into ghosts … Could it be the 'Ancestor of Ghosts' mentioned in the [Anonymous Spiritual Base]?"
Ryuga thought silently.
Ghosts weren't rootless duckweeds. They were mysterious creatures without any origin.
In fact, all ghosts in history had a true origin. That was the 'Ancestor of Ghosts,' the 'King of Ghosts.' They had existed since a thousand years ago and had been living until now.
According to [Common Sense], not only could the King of Ghosts achieve immortality, but he also had unparalleled power. He even had the ability to turn people into cannibalistic ghosts.
All the ghosts in the world were born through his hands. They were transformed from humans into cannibalistic ghosts. Whether they were ordinary ghosts, mutated ghosts, ghosts with the Blood Ghost Technique, or even the powerful ghosts in the 'Twelve Ghost Months,' they were all created by him.
For more than a thousand years, although the Ghost Killers had killed countless evil ghosts and hundreds of ghosts who were ranked in the 'Twelve Ghost Months', they had never been able to kill the Ghost King.
The hatred between the King of Ghosts and the Ghost Killers had lasted for countless years. They had long been mortal enemies who wanted to get rid of each other.
However, the existence of the King of Ghosts wasn't the main point now. Although he was powerful, terrifying, and had the ability to create ghosts, he wasn't here. The main point now was the evil ghost behind the village who could control dreams, and …
"When your brother ate people, didn't you try to stop him?"
Ryuga looked at Murakami. Her amber eyes stared at him, not missing any reaction on his face.
"There was nothing I could do, right?"
Murakami felt uncomfortable being stared at by him. He unconsciously turned his head and avoided his gaze. He said, "I couldn't stop him with my strength …"
"Is that so? I understand."
Ryuga nodded. Her interest in Murakami gradually decreased.
This man was very unself-conscious.
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