Time passes slowly.
The clear sunlight passes through the gaps between the dense forests, forming beams of light that gently fall on the ground.
"It's over...it's over..."
As if he had lost his soul, Ichiro followed weakly behind everyone, swaying forward.
Muichiro supported him, his face full of worry.
soon.
Several people came to a clearing in the dense forest.
There is a small wooden house located there.
Around the wooden house, chopped tree stumps can be seen everywhere, as well as deep knife marks left on the stumps.
now.
A thin figure was squatting by the stream in front of the wooden house, holding a small wooden basin in his hand and peeling something.
"smoke!"
Tokitou Yuirou waved to the man and shouted with a smile.
When Shi Touxun heard her husband's voice, she slowly turned her head and reached out to wipe the sweat from her forehead.
Seeing that her husband and two children had returned without incident, she smiled, stood up slowly, and raised her hands high: "The only man!!"
"Look!" She held the wooden basin and showed the contents in it, with a very cheerful tone:
"I picked so many chestnuts today!"
"Be happy!"
Shi Touxun smiled and walked towards a few people.
"Don't eat too much at one time." With a slight smile on his face, Wei Yilang took the wooden basin from his wife's hand. There were many green fur balls in the wooden basin.
"Yeah." Xun put his hands on his hips and nodded as if it was serious: "Of course I know."
After this period of cultivation, Shi Touxun's body gradually recovered and became even healthier than before.
As she said that, she poked her head out from her husband's side in confusion and looked at the three Tanjuro who were following them:
"...Who are these three?"
"Guest." Weiyi Lang smiled gently, leaned over and whispered something in his wife's ear:
"Come and see..."
"That's it!" Xun showed an expression of sudden realization, but then became confused again: "But isn't Mr. Jiguo already..."
Yilang didn't speak, he just turned around and greeted:
"Everyone, come on, this is my home."
In front of the wooden house.
Mashouro and Beimingyu stood at the door.
Ichiro and Muichiro stood in the corridor near the door, staring nervously at the door.
Tanjuro stopped in an open space not far away and did not move forward.
Just as he guessed.
Hei Shimo probably left here directly after meeting him in the forest.
That's why he was so blatant, leaving traces of him here. ——Attract people from the Demon Slayer Squad here.
In the vision that penetrates the world - Hei Shimo was not seen in the house.
Purpose…
Probably--
Tanjuro's eyes moved slowly, stopping at Ichiro and Muichiro, as well as Yuichiro not far away who was beating the hairy chestnuts with a wooden stick.
Creaking…
Makishuro stretched out his hand and gently opened the wooden door.
Sunlight poured into the dark room through the gap in the wooden door, and the hot breath rushed in instantly.
Bang!
The wooden door was completely opened.
"no one."
His eyes wandered around the room, Makijuro frowned, and slowly loosened his grip on the handle of the knife.
"Nawu..." Wei Mingyu moved the Buddhist beads, loosened the chain, and silently recited the Buddha's name, without much emotion:
"Did you escape..."
Ichiro, who had been paying attention here, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time he became confused.
——Isn’t it daytime now?
He looked in the direction outside the corridor, which was filled with the warm sunshine of early spring.
——Uncle Six Eyes, where can you run to?
At this time.
The door of the house.
"Both of you."
Shi Touxun held two small cloth bags wrapped in wisteria patterns in her hands. She shouted behind Makijuro and Beimingyu:
"Are you... friends of Mr. Jiguo?"
Ichiro pulled Muichiro and came to the door at the same time.
When he heard his mother's words, he couldn't help but pause.
Ichiro's eyes rested on the meteor hammer hidden in the monk's clothes on Bei Mingyu.
He thought - no one would bring such a thing to meet their friends.
Shi Touxun lowered his head and carefully examined the wisteria-patterned cloth bag in his hand. There seemed to be a note with his name attached to it.
She hesitated for a moment, then raised her head and asked the two of them:
"Excuse me...two of you, which one is Mr. Gopachiro?"
Hear the words.
Beimingyu and Makijuro looked at each other.
The two of them remained silent in unison.
"...It's me." Tanjuro came up from behind Kaoru Tokito at this moment, he shouted softly, his earrings swaying slightly as he walked.
Makijuro glanced at Tanjuro in surprise and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.
But it choked on the edge of his mouth and swallowed slowly.
"Ah, this."
When Shi Touxun heard this, she turned around and handed two small cloth bags with wisteria patterns in her hands to Tanjuro:
"This is what Mr. Tsukuni told me to give to Mr. Gopachiro."
"Please put it away."
Tanjuro took the bag, and there was a note on the mouth of the bag with the words "Gopachiro" written on it.
When he opened the bag and took out the contents.
——?
Tanjuro was stunned for a moment, then slowly opened the heavy paper that had been folded several times in his hand.
…
Shi Touxun turned around again.
He stretched out his hand to greet Ichiro and Muichiro:
"Ichiro, Muichiro, this way, this way."
"This is your share."
He handed the remaining small cloth bag to the two brothers.
"We have one too?"
Ichiro took the bag and weighed it.
After doing this, Shi Touxun straightened up expectantly, clasped his hands together, tilted his head slightly, and looked at his two sons:
"Why don't you open it and take a look?"
"Mr. Jiguo left it for you two."
Hear the words.
The two brothers looked at each other blankly.
Then together, they slowly opened the strap of the bag.
sand--
When the bag is spread out,
Wrapped inside.
——It is a wooden flute that is crudely made but in very new condition.
The holes on the wooden flute are crooked and the rough texture can even scratch your hands.
But it seems to have been made with great care - there are many traces of modifications on it.
"…What's this?"
Ichiro frowned in confusion. He reached out to pick up the wooden flute and looked around, not knowing why.
When he picked up the flute.
Muichiro suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed to the place where he was originally pressed under the flute:
"Brother! There is a note pressed here!"
He picked up the note and flattened it with his fingers. The handwriting on it was very old-fashioned.
Ichiro stared at the contents and read softly:
"Those who have lost their way will end up in the same place."
After reading, he frowned with a bored look on his face:
"oh…"
——He listened to Uncle Liuyan nagging him all day long.
"Brother, there are more down there."
"It says...Demon Slayers...choose by yourself..."
…
at the same time.
Next to the two brothers.
Makijuro and Beimingyu gathered next to Tanjuro.
"What is this?" Makijuro looked at the huge paper held in Tanjuro's hands in confusion:
"A map?"
On the unfolded paper, the appearance of the building was densely drawn, and even some moving symbols were marked.
Tanjuro didn't speak. His eyes scanned the entire paper, and finally stopped at the three small black characters at the top of the paper.
——[Infinite City]
(End of chapter)
