…
After Wumei walked far away,
soon.
Inside the house at the foot of the mountain.
It was pitch black.
Tanjiro was lying on the bed, and he slowly opened his eyes:
"Pfft...ha...ha..."
His tight pupils were trembling violently.
The cold sweat on his forehead had wet the hair on both sides of his face.
Tanjiro was like a drowning fish, he opened his mouth and breathed heavily.
Even the rhythm of his breathing was slightly shaky.
His eyes were filled with fear.
——The one just now.
--What is it?
Just now.
When Tanjiro was slowly falling asleep, he suddenly smelled an extremely powerful hatred and anger.
Immediately afterwards, overwhelming pressure came in from outside the door, choking Tanjiro's breathing rhythm.
Along with the strong smell of blood, his nasal cavity was blocked!
It wasn't until the smell was completely gone that Tanjiro could breathe again.
Creak...
Tanjiro slowly sat up and looked at the door in shock, breathing heavily, sweat already soaking his bedding.
——A bear? Or something else?
——No, that kind of strong emotion...
Tanjiro couldn't tell for a moment what it was just now.
He looked to his side.
Grandpa Sanlang has fallen asleep soundly and is snoring gently.
It seemed that the strange movement just now did not wake up Grandpa Saburo.
——Saburo is the one who invited Tanjiro to stay at his house.
tread.
Tanjiro stood up gently, put on his clothes, clasped his hands towards Grandpa Saburo, and bent slightly.
Then he walked to the window.
Instead of opening the window, he leaned over the window, closed his eyes, and sniffed carefully.
The faint smell was carried by the cold wind from the direction of the mountain.
That thing went up the mountain!
Mother and the others are still on the mountain!
Tanjiro's heart suddenly tightened!
His breathing became rapid, and he quickly looked back at Grandpa Saburo, who was sleeping soundly.
Afterwards, Tanjiro quickly picked up the thick cold-proof coat from the ground and wrapped it around him in a hurry.
Just when he walked to the door, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and was about to open the door.
Creak...
A small crack appeared in the door.
At this time.
"Tanjiro." An old and hoarse voice came from behind Tanjiro who was about to open the door.
Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of getting dressed and the sound of getting up.
"do not go."
Tanjiro turned around, and Grandpa Saburo was already standing behind him, watching him quietly.
Saburo looked at Tanjiro.
He had woken up just now.
Just pretending to sleep.
He and Tanjiro looked at each other, their cloudy eyes were somewhat unclear in the darkness, and they could only vaguely see an outline.
When he called Tanjiro to stay at night, Saburo was thinking.
——If his grandson had not died in the hands of ghosts, he would be this old now.
"Don't go." Saburo shook his head slightly, with a serious expression. He just repeated this sentence.
Tanjiro and Saburo looked at each other. He opened his mouth slightly, gasped, choked for a moment, and then hurriedly said:
"Grandpa Saburo!"
"That! Heading towards the mountain!"
Sanlang closed his eyes and slowly shook his head:
"I know."
"That thing is the ghost I told you about."
He opened his eyes, and his old, droopy eyelids trembled slightly:
"Ghosts come out at night to eat people."
"do not go."
Tanjiro listened to Saburo's words, his pupils trembled, he looked back at the direction of the mountain, and then turned to look at Saburo.
Subsequently.
He shook his head towards Saburo.
"...I'm sorry, Grandpa Saburo!"
"My family, they're still on the mountain!"
Tanjiro's hands were shaking slightly. The impact of the strong smell of blood was too much for him.
But he still said with a trembling voice:
"I have to go!"
He turned around and staggered to the door.
He tried to push the door open, but for a moment his arms became weak and his trembling legs almost made him fall to the ground.
Tanjiro held the door, panting and trying to get up.
The residual smell of blood continued to stimulate Tanjiro's nerves in his nose.
——How many people were killed...!
Are you scared.
Fear.
Tanjiro was very scared now.
but.
Can't back down!
His father once told him this.
"Tanjiro."
"After I leave, protect everyone."
"You can't be timid."
"You are the eldest son."
Yes, I am Kamado Tanjiro.
Tanjiro clenched his fists and opened his eyes firmly.
The eldest son in the family!
Mother, Midouzi, Takeo, Shigeru, Hanako, Rokuta...
The smiles of the family come to mind.
Get moving!
After thinking about this, Tanjiro calmed down the fear in his heart and recalled the scene when his father used an ax to behead a giant bear when he was young.
The trembling hands gradually calmed down.
tread!
Then he pushed the door open!
Bang!
Braving the wind and snow, he rushed outside.
He smelled the lingering smell of blood in the air, stretched out his legs and ran hard on the snow, gasping for air.
White mist continued to exhale in the air.
"Mom!!" He shouted towards the dark forest in the distance, hoping to attract the attention of the "ghost".
behind him.
inside the house.
Looking at the re-merged house door.
"...Tanjiro."
Saburo's serious expression did not change.
But it was like all the strength was suddenly taken away.
He slowly bent down and then knelt on the ground.
He held his hands on the ground, and his eyes blurred by aging seemed to be wet with tears.
He didn't have the courage to stop Tanjiro at the end.
He saw something in Tanjiro that he never had.
A dozen years ago.
When he encountered a ghost, he hesitated for a moment because of fear and timidity, and was unable to save his grandson in time.
He watched his grandson die in front of him.
If it hadn't been for dawn, he would have died in the hands of ghosts.
In the end, the originally happy family of four only survived as an old man.
From then on, Saburo lived alone at the foot of the mountain, regretting himself.
Saburo!
He shouted inwardly.
If... I was like this back then, able to run to my family regardless of everything...
if that happened…!
boom!
He hit the ground hard, gritted his teeth hard, tried hard not to cry, and squeezed out a few syllables from the bottom of his throat:
"here you go…"
…
In a trance, three illusory figures seemed to appear around Saburo.
Kneel down and hug him.
They are a boy, a girl, and a toddler.
…
soon.
Creak...
The door was opened again.
Saburo, holding an ax, appeared outside the door. He turned around and closed the door, tightening his tight clothes.
The expression is serious and the breathing is steady.
He looked up towards the mountain.
"...Child, grandpa is here."
At this moment, he wanted to save.
It's not just the Kamado family on the mountain.
…
…
Mountainside.
"…Mother?"
Ghost Dance Tsuji Muzan who was walking seemed to have heard someone shouting.
He turned back in confusion, clicked his tongue, and frowned slightly.
Then he turned around and continued walking towards the mountain.
That house can already be seen.
