"Forward strategy, water column, Tomioka Yoshiyuki."
"Hurry to Kamado's house on the top of the mountain, about thirty miles to the west of Mount Sagi. I will let you know the specific location on your behalf."
"There's something ghostly about."
"Don't underestimate the enemy, be careful."
"Go quickly, go quickly."
"Rintagaki Sakonji."
After writing the letter quickly, Sakon Taki stuffed the letter paper into the crow's ankle and let it fly.
"Gah! Karma!"
The crow flapped its wings and gradually disappeared in the dark sky.
Rintagaki Sakonji quietly looked to the west and remained silent.
——I hope Yiyong can arrive in time.
It stands to reason that the most suitable person to go to Kamado's house to support him at this moment should be himself.
He was closest to the location mentioned by Kamado Aoi.
but--
Nintaki Sago turned around for the first time and glanced at his small house. He used to live alone in the house, but now it was full of children.
——I think Mr. Kamado wants me to temporarily protect his family.
Then, he looked at Kamado Aoi, who was standing aside with a worried look on his face, and there was no change in emotion in his old, deep voice:
"I have informed the swordsman your husband mentioned, Tomioka Giyu."
"He will go to help Mr. Kamado, don't worry."
"...Hmm." Kamado Aoi nodded, her expression hidden in the shadows, and she didn't say anything more.
Ningtaki Sato looked at Kamado Kwaizhi recently, and his heart felt a little heavy.
Having said that, Rintaki Sakonji probably knew it deep down in his heart.
By the time Tomioka Giyuu arrives, it may be almost dawn.
At that time, I'm afraid everything will be over.
Ningtaki Sakonji's eyes were slightly silent.
…
…
the other side.
Pale light fell on the snow.
Looking down the mountainside, I can see a series of scrawled footprints dug deep into the snow.
The owner of the footprints seemed to be rolling and climbing, leaving hideous pits and pits on the flat snow.
On the mountainside.
Creak...! Creak...!
The sound of treading hard on the snow kept coming.
"Ha ha……!"
Tanjiro ran hard in the snow. At this moment, he was extremely panicked and kept breathing heavily.
Trees flew past him.
White mist came out of his mouth.
The snow was so deep that every time I took a step, I needed more strength to pull my legs out of the snow.
The steps gradually became heavier. Due to the coldness and exhaustion, Tanjiro could hardly feel his frozen legs at this moment.
——The lungs are stung by the cold wind and snow! My throat is so dry!
His eyes trembled slightly.
The view is so dark.
——Everyone, are you okay?
——Not yet, I can smell the smell of blood other than that thing.
——Faster! Faster!
Tanjiro gritted his teeth and ran harder:
"ah……!!"
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Mountain.
The moonlight falls from the sky, shining softly on the hut on the top of the mountain. The snow on the roof shines through the moonlight.
Beside, the charcoal cellar that had just been extinguished was filled with the last wisp of black smoke.
The lights inside the house are on, and warm light shines through the frosted glass, dispelling the coldness in front of the house.
The dim light contrasted sharply with the pale snow outside.
"finally reached."
Snap.
"Um?"
A figure in a black suit appeared not far from the hut, and he stood still.
The ends of his hair were slightly curled, and he stretched out his hand to gently pat the snow off his shoulders and straighten his tie.
He raised his gaze and looked at the wooden house not far away.
"What." He seemed a little dissatisfied, frowned slightly, and licked his lips.
"...Is there only one person?" Wu Kuan stood under a tree. His scarlet vertical pupils hidden under the brim of his hat glanced around, feeling a little bored.
Although the door to the room was closed, there was indeed only one human scent coming from the room.
However, Wuhan was satisfied.
He might be right. People living in the mountains are a little different from those in towns.
It feels a bit like the aura of those annoying breathing swordsmen.
Distant and long.
So much so that it gave Wu Kai a sense of familiarity.
It is worth mentioning that although Wu Mei can feel the breath of humans through the powerful perception ability of ghosts.
But there is no way to perceive the strength of that person.
Once upon a time, during the Warring States Period, when Ji Guoyuan walked in front of Wu Mei, he only thought that Yuan Yi was just an ordinary breathing swordsman.
"Hmph." Wuhan snorted softly.
——But it’s interesting to be like a swordsman.
——Whether one becomes powerful after becoming a ghost depends partly on the strength of the ghost when he was a human.
Muzan had never encountered a few swordsmen from the Demon Slayer Squad before. Most of them had been eliminated by the underworld and had no chance to meet Muzan.
Therefore, opportunities for such human experiments are very few.
"What can I do..." Wuhan put his hand slightly on his chin, stretched out his fingers and tapped his chin gently, his vertical pupils scanned the surroundings, and he said to himself:
"If there's only one person... this will be very nerve-wracking..."
"It is a precious experimental material."
Wu Mei's tone was a little helpless, but the corners of his mouth slowly raised, and his bloodshot pupils reflected the snow and the house not far in front of him:
"...You have to be careful when experimenting."
"It's pointless if you die with a little effort."
A low voice sounded without any change in emotion.
Plum red eyes stared at the wooden house, his hands were palm-shaped, and the white nails slowly turned black, lengthened, and became sharp.
Under the moonlight, they all shone slightly with a cold light.
Creak... creak...
Wu Kuan stepped on the snow, but his black leather shoes showed no sign of sinking.
He arrived at the door of the house in a few easy steps.
He raised his hand and was about to break through the door with a single blow.
"Oh, right."
As if remembering something, Wu Kai's sharp and extended nails turned into black and purple and slowly retracted them.
Wu Kuan stood in front of the door, his pale face illuminated by the yellow light, with only a pair of plum-red eyes hidden in the shadow of the brim of his hat.
He looked at the battered wooden door in front of him, his face expressionless, but his words were very malicious:
“Before you enter someone’s home, knock on the door.”
"Don't be rude." As he said that, the corners of Wuhan's mouth raised slightly.
Then, he stretched out his hand into a fist and knocked twice on the wooden door:
"Boom!"
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Wu Kuan lowered his head slightly and stretched out his hand to break open the wooden door.
"Huh?" At this moment, Wu Kai was suddenly startled.
Because the wooden door in front of him was one step ahead of him.
Creak - bang!
First he was pulled away forcefully by the people in the house.
A figure stood behind the door and appeared in front of Wuhan.
The bright light in the room passed over the person in front of him and shone on Wuhan's face.
The figure blocked part of the light, leaving a human-shaped shadow on Wuhan's face.
"Varied…"
After gradually seeing the person in front of him clearly.
The expression on Wuxian's face slowly changed from shock to horror.
"!!!"
