"What kind of noodles do you want? Where's your sister? "
In the noodle shop, Ryuga looked at Tanji Jiro and Mi Douzi and asked.
"I'll have a bowl of udon noodles. Mi Dou Zi doesn't eat anything now."
Tanji Jiro replied as his nose twitched slightly. He could smell a trace of happiness from Ryuga, which surprised him a little.
He had always thought that Ryuga was the kind of person who would never reveal the slightest bit of emotion no matter what happened. However, after he answered his question, his originally mechanical and lifeless state of mind seemed to have undergone some sort of change.
Although he didn't know the reason, Tanji Jiro knew that Ryuga must be very satisfied with some aspect of him and his sister, which was why she showed such a happy expression.
"One udon noodle and one soba noodle. Both must be hot."
Ryuga placed an order at the restaurant and sat down at a table with Tanji Jiro and his sister.
"You just said that your sister became a ghost because she was stained with the ghost's blood, right?"
Ryuga sat on one side of the table and asked the siblings, "Do you know the name of the ghost that turned your sister into a ghost?"
"I know. I heard about it from Mr. Lin Long, the trainer who taught me the breathing technique and sword skills."
Tanji Jiro's expression became serious. "There is a ghost ancestor in this world. His blood has the ability to turn people into ghosts. He has lived for thousands of years. He is the one who turned Mi Dou Zi into a ghost. He is also the one who killed my family!"
"His name is — — Ghost Dancer Meng Wuxie!"
The Ancestor of Ghosts, Dancing Ghosts, Wretched Wretched.
Ryuga had learned a lot about the Ghost Progenitor, but the only thing he didn't know was the Ghost Progenitor's name.
According to the next chapter, it was because the Ghost Progenitor — — Ghost Dancer Li Wujie added a curse to his own blood, so that any existence that used his blood to become a ghost would not be able to say his true name.
Once the name 'Ghost Dancer Wu Jie' comes out of their mouths, the curse hidden in their blood will erupt and kill them. Therefore, this is the first time Ryuga has heard of this Ghost King's name.
That's right, other than the Sun Blade and the Solar Blade, there was another way to kill ghosts, and that was the Ghost King's absolute control over the lives of the Man-Eating Evil Ghosts under his command.
All the ghosts in this world were created by the Dancing Ghost Demon. According to the next chapter, the Dancing Ghost Demon could create evil ghosts at will, and could also destroy them at will. If the ghost king was close enough, he could even read their inner thoughts and memories.
In other words, the Ghost King had the power to decide the life and death of his subordinates.
And the important tool that the Ghost Dancer used to turn humans into ghosts was his own blood.
Only a drop of the Ghost King's blood was needed to completely change a human's life form, from the original mammal to a Man-Eating Evil Ghost with powerful immortality.
It was said before that the strength of ordinary ghosts was linked to the number of humans they ate. The more humans they ate, the stronger they would be.
However, at the level of the Twelve Ghost Moon, eating humans did not have much effect. As long as they did not eat too many humans at once, they would not be able to increase their strength.
Therefore, the Twelve Ghost Moon level ghosts rarely appeared in front of the Ghost Killer Team, because they would not hunt humans one by one, and were rarely seen.
Under normal circumstances, they would either live in seclusion in the mountains and be found by the Ghost Killer Team by chance, or they would hide in a place with many people and conspire to hunt in a large area.
If the Twelve Ghost Moon level ghosts wanted to increase their strength, they did not rely on eating humans.
In more cases, they would pray for the blood of the Dancing Ghost Demon.
The blood of the Dancing Ghost Demon was very precious. Just a drop could create a ghost, and several drops could create a strange ghost. Once more blood was used, it could create the Twelve Ghost Moon level ghosts.
In other words, the more blood he obtained from the Dancer Ghost, the more powerful the ghost would be.
Therefore, there was no ghost in the Twelve Ghost Moon who did not want to get the blood of the Dancing Ghost Demon.
"The more blood I get, the stronger I will be after turning into a ghost."
Ryuga thought silently, "But after turning into a ghost, I will inevitably be controlled by the Dancing Ghost Demon … It's a bit difficult."
In all fairness, other than being unable to be exposed to sunlight, ghosts had almost no weaknesses. They were immortal, powerful, and the power of the Blood Ghost Art … They were all very powerful and convenient powers.
However, the fact that they would be controlled by the Dancing Ghost Demon was very taboo.
Although Ryuga did not have much dignity, if the other party was stronger than her, then it was not unreasonable to accept being controlled. However, if they could not be controlled, how many people would be willing to take the initiative to be a bootlicker?
Not long after, two bowls of steaming hot noodles were placed on the table.
"I'm going to dig in!"
Tanji Jiro held up the udon noodles in front of him, and under Mi Douzi's wide-eyed gaze, he lowered his head and drank a mouthful of soup. For him who was born in the countryside, everything in the big city was too luxurious and high-end. Even if it was just a bowl of ordinary noodles, he felt that it was extraordinarily delicious.
However, before he could even raise his chopsticks, an incomparably hidden yet extremely stimulating smell drilled into his incomparably sharp nose like it was penetrating through every orifice.
"Clang —"
The udon noodles unknowingly slipped from his hands and fell to the ground. The soup spilled all over the floor, and the white noodles and toppings seemed to have been abandoned, messily splattering on the ground.
The sound of the porcelain bowl shattering woke Ryuga from her thoughts, and she cast a glance at Tanji Jiro.
At this moment, the expression on Tanji Jiro's face became incomparably terrifying. His brows were tightly knitted, and he gritted his teeth. The scar on his forehead seemed to be twitching in anger. His entire person was filled with unprecedented burning hatred, as if he had encountered the enemy who killed his father.
Then, without saying a word or even paying attention to Mi Douzi, who cast a puzzled look at him, he rushed out of the noodle shop under the gaze of everyone in the shop.
Mi Douzi was somewhat at a loss and stood there in a daze. Her eyes seemed to have turned into the shape of beans because of the sudden unforeseen event.
Ryuga's brows furrowed slightly.
"Shop owner, we'll leave our things here. We'll come back to get them later."
Liu Xia stood up and looked at Mi Douzi, who was at a loss. "If you can understand what I'm saying, then chase after them with me."
After saying that, without caring whether Mi Douzi understood or not, he carried the zither case and left the noodle shop in the same direction as Tanji Jiro.
Mi Douzi tilted her head, as if she didn't quite understand Ryuga's words. But when she looked around and saw that there was no one she knew in the shop, and everyone was staring at her. She immediately opened her arms and followed behind Ryuga, huffing and puffing as they left the place.
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