vncnus Chapter 55 The Kitchen House
Chapter 55 The Kitchen House
Chapter 55 The Kamado Family (2/5)
As the sun sets, the world is plunged into darkness.
Su Mu carried Kanao out of the cave. The soft moonlight shone on him, and he couldn't help but look up at the beautiful full moon hanging in the dark night.
Kanao, like Su Mu, looked up at the moon.
In the past, in the family where she was born, she would look up at the starry sky at night and see the same moon. At that time, she didn't feel anything, but now she finds the moon inexplicably beautiful.
"Let's go, Uncle."
Kanao withdrew her gaze, nestled on Su Mu's back, pressed her head against her uncle's neck, and spoke softly.
The girl's breath, warm and moist, tickled her earlobe.
"it is good."
He said something, then took a few steps and walked quickly in one direction.
The demon's superhuman physical abilities and exceptional night vision allowed him to move incredibly fast, even on steep mountain terrain.
The scenery on both sides rushed past them, and the girl's pink and purple eyes shone brightly in the darkness.
"uncle----"
Kanao patted him on the shoulder.
Su Mu stopped and turned to look at the girl.
There's a flower over there.
Kanao pointed to a bouquet of flowers blooming on a blue stone, a flower that Kanao had not picked during the day.
Although Su Mu felt it probably wasn't a blue spider lily, he still quickly went over, picked it, and put it in his mouth to taste. Just like many other flowers he had tasted during the day, he didn't feel anything special.
It is clearly not a blue spider lily.
"Is this the flower Uncle was looking for?"
Kanao stared at her uncle with her beautiful eyes filled with anticipation.
"no."
He shook his head.
Upon hearing this answer, Kanao seemed somewhat dejected and lowered her head.
Upon seeing this, Su Mu reached out and tapped the girl's head, smiling gently, "No rush."
"Um.
""
Kanao responded softly.
The Nichirin Blade swiftly sliced through the demon's neck, and the girl's slender figure gracefully fell to the ground. Crimson blood dripped down the blade of the Nichirin Blade she held. The girl was slightly out of breath, but her eyes beneath the fox mask showed great excitement.
"That's amazing."
Hiroshi Furukawa was also panting heavily, looking at the body of the demon lying on the ground with admiration.
After searching for a long time, the group finally found the demon. After a fierce battle, Makomo delivered the fatal blow, severing the demon's neck and killing it completely.
As its neck was severed, the demon's body rapidly dissipated, and an extremely foul stench filled the air.
"Is this ghost the evil spirit that devoured a family last night?"
Makomo gritted her teeth, looking at the small drum on the demon's waist, a toy for children, which reminded her of the small corpse of the child she had seen during the day.
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This toy once belonged to a child, but was cruelly murdered by an evil spirit.
"Yes, this ghost must be the evil spirit that committed the killing yesterday."
Hiroshi Furukawa stepped on the waist of the dead demon, picked up the small drum, examined it carefully, and nodded.
"So, everyone's mission is complete."
Makomo was somewhat happy, but then felt a little reluctant. Fighting alongside everyone and eliminating the evil spirits felt great, but Hiroshi Furukawa had already completed his mission of slaying the evil spirits and should be leaving soon.
Looking at the demon slowly dissipating on the ground, Hiroshi Furukawa shook his head slightly: "It's good that the demon was killed, but it shouldn't be the one we were chasing."
"no?"
Makomo looked puzzled.
"Yes, although I haven't seen the ghost's face, I have seen its back. But this ghost is obviously much stronger, and it is far less cunning than the other ghost."
Speaking of that demon, Hiroshi Furukawa couldn't help but fall into deep thought: "I have a feeling that there's something unusual about that demon."
Beneath the fox mask, Makomo tilted her head slightly, somewhat puzzled. "Ordinary demons can hardly resist the craving for human flesh and blood. At certain times, they will always come out to attack humans to satisfy their appetites. As long as these demons commit murder, they will expose their whereabouts. Based on these exposed whereabouts, we can always track them down and kill them."
Hiroshi Furukawa slightly tightened his grip on the hilt of his Nichirin Blade: "But the demon we've been chasing for so long has never been seen to devour humans."
At this point, Hiroshi Furukawa's eyes also revealed his unwillingness: "At the beginning, we could still track the general direction of the other party by relying on some traces left by them, but as time went by, it became very difficult to find any traces left by them. And the other party has never killed anyone or exposed their whereabouts. Now, we have lost all traces of them."
"Never been a predator?"
The girl behind the fox mask looked surprised. Makomo knew that no demon was immune to the craving for humans, and no demon could resist the desire for human flesh and blood.
"Yes, it's hard to imagine."
Hiroshi Furukawa gritted his teeth: "Or perhaps, the other side has been attacking humans during this period, but we haven't noticed."
At this point, Hiroshi Furukawa shook his head again: "According to the message relayed by the hermit, there have been no missing persons, no unusual deaths, and no missing bodies in the vicinity—so, this demon probably hasn't attacked any humans during this time."
"It's unbelievable that this ghost could endure for so long."
At this point, Hiroshi Furukawa gritted his teeth, clearly unwilling to admit defeat: "This demon is obviously different from any other demon I've ever encountered."
Makomo, hiding behind the fox mask, tilted her head, a hint of doubt in her eyes: "If this demon never attacks humans, wouldn't it be difficult to leave a trace, making it almost impossible for us to find him?"
"That's fair to say. These ghosts, if they just find a secluded spot to hide at night, who could possibly find them?"
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Hiroshi Furukawa sighed, then shook his head: "But it's impossible. No demon can resist the craving for human flesh and blood, and it's impossible for it to never attack humans."
"Could there be ghosts in this world that don't hate humans?"
Makomo suddenly became curious.
"Absolutely impossible."
Hiroshi Furukawa answered almost without hesitation, his tone very firm.
In the quiet town of Kanao, someone knocked on the door of a house.
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.
As before, after knocking on the door and waiting for the homeowner to arrive, the girl immediately and politely inquired, "Excuse me, is there a charcoal seller nearby whose surname is 'Kamado'?"
Su Mu stood not far away, already used to disappointment.
"Are you looking to buy charcoal? Their charcoal is indeed of very good quality."
The old woman asked in confusion, and then she saw the man who had been standing not far away suddenly appear in front of her, which startled her.
Su Mu walked over, trying to calm himself down, his voice unconsciously carrying a hint of excitement!
"Where is the stove-door house?"
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