About a year later, Apostle Bullough took the rare initiative to find the funeral corner.

"You really found a talent for me."

"The sword-bearing carp chopped down sixteen second-order black tombstones, three third-order black tombstones, and injured seventy-nine ghouls in one year. She did not stop for a day, and stabbed everywhere with her sword on her back every day.

people!"

"If I hadn't sent you here in person, I would have doubted whether you had been incited to rebel."

Seeing Bu Luo's gloomy expression, Xianjiao's brain became a little stiff.

"But the negative sword carp looks normal."

"Normal? It looks pretty normal."

Bullo gritted his teeth and said: "She is a lunatic. She came here just to learn what Yanjiu did, using ghouls and black tombstones to challenge the limits of life and death... It's all Yanjiu's fault for setting this precedent!"

"..."

The funeral director felt a little guilty.

To be honest, he did feel that there was something vaguely wrong with the negative sword carp at first.

But after finally finding a mission target, he didn't ask too many questions. After all, how much trouble could a person cause in a foreign country with a child?

Although Mingjiao said it was his fault, he didn't feel so in his heart.

I found the person, and he is a very rare sword bearer. If you are unable to make effective use of talents, it is because you have not done a good job in placement.

"Now, I give you a task to bring that crazy woman back. I have asked Mayor Slimaud for a leave of absence on your behalf."

Bloo said coldly: "Go now, immediately, immediately."

Helpless, Funeral Corner had no choice but to set off.

The feeling of returning to my hometown is both familiar and strange.

What is familiar is that the general environment here has not changed, with vast swamps and mire, frogs everywhere, and a moist muddy smell filling the air.

What is strange is that a city has been built in the ghost world.

This city is adjacent to the Pillar Mountain and is called [Black Stone City]. The name actually comes from the black tombstones. The city itself is composed of many black tombstones. The mayor of the city is also its founder.

In the eyes of the funeral director, it is very simple. It has no gravel pavement, no clear street signs, no public buildings with clear functions, and no even notice boards. It is already the oldest public facility in the Yao city, as early as two years ago.

It existed in the world ages ago.

But it has been created from scratch, so we can’t ask for too much.

Being used to living in Shacheng, seeing the superficial appearance of this place made Mianjiao feel mixed. The real gap is all-round, and the ghost world still has a long way to go.

After the funeral director made some inquiries, he found the negative sword carp in the castle of Pillar Mountain.

She was walking in the garden with the castle's mistress, Ms. Mina, and her little apprentice, Zijian Yu, was following behind. The pair of master and apprentice looked very normal indeed.

"Welcome new guests." Ms. Mina smiled broadly.

The funeral director expressed his intention in a reserved and cryptic manner.

"You guys talk first. I still have to water the roses. Come on, I'll teach you how to grow roses."

Ms. Mina was considerate and excused herself to leave, taking the little girl with her.

Facing Negative Sword Carp, Mianjiao said: "Miss Negative Sword Carp, please follow me back to Shacheng."

"don't want."

"...You have hurt a lot of people here and caused a lot of trouble for everyone."

"It's the tradition of those who bear the sword. Whoever wins has the final say. If you beat me, it's up to you."

The wooden sword flew out from Carp's back and was held by her left hand.

The female swordsman's eyes were calm, the tip of her sword pointed forward.

"I am a doctor who treats illnesses and I do not advocate violence."

The funeral director forced out a stiff smile.

The way of thinking in this clan of Sword Bearers is indeed different from ordinary people.

Inadvertently, Mingjiao noticed that the sleeve of Sword Carp's right arm was empty: "What's your right hand?"

The negative sword carp glanced at the long sleeves of his right arm and said, "When I fought with a ghoul before, I was eaten by it."

"You can find a businessman to customize prosthetic limbs from the Furnace Clan. This shouldn't be a big problem."

Xianjiao comforted him, and then said smoothly: "So go back with me first, and come back next time."

"don't want."

Negative Sword Carp's attitude was resolute: "It's just that I lost one arm. One hand is enough for fighting."

The funeral director was very angry.

How can doctors carry out their work if the patients are as stubborn as you?

He said seriously: "Just losing an arm? Do you know what will happen to the wound if it is not treated professionally?"

"The wound will continue to fester, and will gradually affect the bones and flesh. You didn't use anesthetic juice when cleaning the wound, right? Now you should feel itching and numbness in the wound on your right arm from time to time, right?"

Negative Sword Carp was stunned: "...how do you know?"

"I'm a doctor!"

Fang Jiao said: "Ghouls have their own poison, which will slowly and continuously act on flesh and blood. When you fight dozens of ghouls, you will suffer injuries and accumulate a lot of poison. If you can't carry out targeted treatment,

After treatment, let alone swinging a sword, it will be difficult to even walk and talk."

"..."

Negative Sword Carp was silenced by a combination of professional punches.

Mingjiao felt proud. This was the confidence that knowledge gave me. What I just said was a bit exaggerated, but I cannot rule out this possibility. This is not deceiving the patient.

Negative Sword Carp suddenly said: "I heard from the ghoul that you are a very good doctor. Even if treating ghosts will consume your life, you will take the initiative to help ghosts, unlike some ghost doctors who will hide or

If you refuse to help... they all remember you, and they won't compete with me without your name."

The funeral director waved his hand: "It's all in the past."

She didn't hear anything about the toxin infection.

Wait, my name?

This guy is going to beat up ghouls in my name?

The funeral director's sympathy for the loss of Sword Carp's right arm turned into anger.

"You used my name against them?"

Negative Sword Carp said: "Are you angry? If you beat me, you can teach me whatever you want."

The funeral director gritted his teeth after hearing this.

Negative Sword Carp said: "They asked me why you didn't come back. I told them that you always said you were busy, but in fact you were busy drinking, playing chess and sleeping in. Many people know that."

Mingjiao clenched his fists: "What nonsense are you talking about! Doctors are very busy at work!"

"You actually don't want to go back to your hometown at all. You dislike this place, right?"

The funeral horn was filled with white air, rising straight into the sky.

When he came back to his senses, Xianjiao found that his hand had already strangled the slender neck of the sword-bearing carp, and at his feet was a wooden sword broken into several pieces.

A large amount of blood spilled from the corner of the negative sword carp's mouth, and it looked like he only had one breath left.

What on earth did I do?

Fu Jiao hurriedly took out the Jiuxin Pills he carried with him and stuffed them into her mouth: "Hold on, I'll take you back to Shacheng for treatment."

Negative Sword Carp coughed: "You are exactly what I thought. The power in your body... is really exciting!"

"I've always wanted to fight you. But you always refused, so I just tried to anger you and see... it really works."

"Don't talk. I'll take you back for treatment first."

The funeral director held him on his back.

"What's that move? It's the same move that punched me just now..." Negative Sword Carp asked while vomiting blood.

"Shut up!"

In the distance, people in the Mina flowers watched the whole process.

Is this how young people express their emotions nowadays?

Times have really changed, we were much gentler back then.

Ms. Mina moved her hand and touched Lian Jianyu's hair: "This is how adults make friends. Children should not imitate it."

…

Lu Yao opened a can of Coke and took a big sip.
To be continued...