…
Tanjuro couldn't help but feel excited as if his souls were looking at each other.
Ji Guoyuan smiled and slowly withdrew his eyes.
Being naturally perceptive, he noticed something was wrong with Tanji from just now.
There are subtle changes in the way he walks, the tone of his voice, and even the rhythm of his heart beat.
Although he didn't know what the situation was, he thought that the current Tanji was not Tanji.
As for who it is.
Ji Guoyuan looked into the distance with a relaxed expression.
He slightly retracted his eyes.
- It's not important.
laugh--!
He stepped back slightly, picked up the wooden stick broken into two pieces on the ground, and made a motion to draw the knife, his breathing became deeper and deeper.
"I'm on it, Tanji."
Ji Guoyuan said the same thing.
…
…
Butterfly House.
"What is Dad doing?"
Hanako stood at the door, quietly poking her head into the door, and asked softly in confusion.
"I'm resting. After all, I was on a mission all night yesterday."
Yadouzi held Hanako's hand. She looked at Tanjuro sitting on the bunk with his eyes closed, and explained in a low voice:
"Okay, let's go, don't disturb dad."
"...Yeah." Hanako nodded obediently, looked at Tanjuro again, and finally slowly left the door.
She muttered:
"Obviously I want to play together..."
Midouzi responded with a smile:
"How about playing with your sister?"
"Okay, okay!" Hanako heard this and jumped up happily.
Around the corner outside the corridor.
A yellow dandelion swayed slightly.
Snap.
Sweat dripped onto the wooden floor.
My wife, Zenitsu, was squatting here with a panicked look on his face. Cold sweat was dripping from his forehead, and he looked towards the room where Tanjuro was in with horrified eyes.
——No no no!
——That is definitely not resting!
If you rest - your body won't make that sound!
Zenitsu's pupils shrank and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
His ears twitched slightly.
Just now, as he walked up to the second floor, he heard a strange whistling sound coming from somewhere.
After careful identification, he discovered.
That was actually the breathing sound of Uncle Kamado!
too horrible!
Are they really human?
"It's better...don't come to the second floor." Zenitsu turned his head, and the idea of walking through the corridor to the second floor was gone. He turned around angrily and walked down the stairs.
As soon as he bent his legs, he felt weak from the fatigue caused by long-term exercise and almost rolled down the stairs.
Staggering, he held on to the wall and calmed down for a while.
Then he raised his head, pursed his lips tightly, and shouted in a frustrated voice:
"Tanjiro~" He stretched out his hands forward and staggered down the stairs:
"I slept well as you said, but why am I still so tired——"
As he spoke, he sniffed:
"I feel even more tired after I wake up... so annoying..."
downstairs.
Tanjiro, who was resting, heard Zenitsu's voice and was slightly startled.
Recalling what he saw the day before yesterday [Zenitsu was still training while sleeping], Tanjiro suddenly smiled helplessly.
At the same time, he looked down at his hands covered with rough marks.
Creak——!
Hold on tight! With firm eyes, Tanjiro raised his head suddenly!
Zenitsu, Ichiro, Muichiro, everyone is working so hard, there is no reason for me to rest like this!
I am the eldest son!
He stood up immediately, his gray face full of determination, and turned his head to look aside:
"Mr. Purgatory!"
"Let's keep practicing!"
"Huh?" Purgatory Anjuro turned his head. After making sure that he heard correctly, he laughed cheerfully and nodded vigorously:
"good!"
"Very impressive! Kamado boy!"
…
at the same time.
Saagiri Mountain.
"Gah! Karma!"
The crow responsible for delivering the message quacked and flapped its wings to fly high into the sky.
Crack! Snapped!
Nintaki Sakonji sat in front of the stove, burning firewood, took off the mask on his face, squinted his eyes, and looked at the envelope in his hand.
"...a letter from Yiyong?"
He smoothed the letter paper with his rough fingers and scanned it line by line.
The firelight shined through the envelope, slightly reflecting on his white-haired forehead.
"...golden thunder and lightning."
Lintaki's eyes stayed on the content of the letter. He looked at the sentence "Tanjuro used thunder and lightning" written by Tomioka Giyu, and his eyes fluctuated slightly.
Creaking…
After reading the entire letter, he carefully put it away and then looked up at the sky under the eaves.
Talking to himself.
"...Sure enough, it's not a coincidence."
Rentaki, who has an extraordinary sense of smell, smelled a hint of lying emotions from Tanjuro when he was in Momoyama last time.
But the emotion was vague, so he was never sure.
Now it seems.
A force more inhuman than ghost seems to have appeared.
"...That child Zenitsu, is he unlucky...or..."
Ningtaki Sa's low voice muttering to himself could be heard faintly.
…
…
Somewhere on the top of a mountain.
Some of the messy grass seemed to be crying about what had just happened.
under the tree.
"Hey! Bastard! Let me go!!"
Inosuke, who was tied under the tree, shouted angrily. He kicked his legs that were still able to move randomly and struggled hard:
"The contest between me and you has not yet been decided!!"
Inosuke struggled and stretched out his head to shout. The wild boar's head was deformed and twisted with anger, but he couldn't break free from the rope:
"Hello--!"
aside.
Snap, snap.
Muichiro clapped his hands, his sword already put into its sheath, and he looked at his masterpiece in front of him with satisfaction.
"As expected of me." He put his hands on his hips and nodded.
"Oh -" The father reached over at this time. He looked at the way Inosuke was tied up, and touched Muichiro's head happily, smiling:
"You're doing well. You're able to protect yourself against wild boars, Muichiro."
"...?" Ichiro stood aside numbly, his expression dull, and he looked at his father and younger brother speechlessly.
I have been practicing swordsmanship and breathing techniques for so long...
It's abnormal to be unable to deal with wild boar!
wrong!
That's not the point!
Ichiro turned his head suddenly and looked at Inosuke who was struggling desperately.
Isn't this guy called Quan Gaosuke? ! It has a name!
——It’s obviously not a wild boar!
At this time.
"asshole!"
Inosuke looked at the father and son chatting in front of him, and he became even more angry. The boar's nose couldn't stop spitting out white steam:
"Did you listen to what I said!!"
"Let's have a showdown——!!"
Sudden.
A shadow enveloped him, and someone stood in front of him.
Inosuke was stunned and looked up in confusion.
It was Ichiro who had a protruding vein on his forehead.
"——Huh?" He raised his voice and looked at Inosuke with an incredulous expression, his brows furrowed and his tone was quite impatient:
"Idiot?"
"What!" Inosuke was stunned. The sudden verbal attack made him unable to react. He was choked for a moment and didn't know what to say.
After being stunned for a moment, he retorted decisively and loudly:
"What did you say?!"
Ichiro stood in front of him. He glanced sideways at his father and younger brother beside him, his clenched fists shaking slightly:
"One or two..."
He suddenly turned his head and yelled at Inosuke as if to vent his anger:
"You were obviously tied up without anyone noticing, yet you still said there was no winner or loser!"
Uh-huh! Pointing at him:
"You are completely defeated! You idiot!"
"idiot!"
"Naturally cute!"
"Brainless!"
Inosuke, who stayed in the mountains all year round and usually only communicated with wild beasts with fists and kicks, or "played" with farmers at the foot of the mountain, had never experienced such scolding.
Inosuke was stunned for a moment.
After saying that, Ichiro adjusted his breathing and adjusted his uniform. He exhaled and then ignored the stunned Inosuke.
He turned around and looked at his father and brother.
"Let's go."
"If we continue like this, the sun will go down by the time we get over this mountain."
Then, he walked in the direction of climbing over the mountain.
Behind them, Wuyilang and Yilang looked at each other.
"Wait for me! Brother!"
Muichiro quickly followed in small steps, shouting.
Father Yueyiro smiled kindly at Inosuke, quietly threw a knife next to him, and then followed him as well.
Looking at the backs of several people leaving in a hurry.
Inosuke was tied under the tree. He sat paralyzed, staring blankly in the direction away from the Tokito family.
Why - that guy is so angry.
When Tohru's family gradually disappeared from sight, he withdrew his eyes and the wild boar's head lowered.
Naturally stupid, what does that mean?
He thought for a while.
“…mind, overused.”
——Inosuke decided not to think anymore.
Sudden.
His eyes were attracted by the knife that Yilang dropped with a cold light on the side.
--knife?
His eyes slowly moved to the rope that bound him, and he remained silent.
Sudden.
"Ha——?!" Inosuke raised his head suddenly and struggled angrily. White steam poured out from the boar's nostrils:
"You look down on me?!"
"Show it to me!"
Bang!
Several crunching sounds of bones came from Inosuke's body. He was squirming crazily like a bug, and his body sank in several pieces in an instant.
The arms became deformed and loose, fitting tightly with the body, and the tightly bound rope suddenly had room to get out!
next moment!
Uh-huh!
He jumped out of the rope.
The arm flicked slightly! Bang!
The dislocated bones returned to their original positions, and Inosuke clenched his fists hard.
The muscles in his body tensed, and he turned his head to look in the direction where Tokito's family was leaving.
"Hahahaha! What's up!" he shouted, and he restored the other dislocated arm:
"I didn't expect that I could do such a thing!"
After shouting for a while and finding that no one paid attention to him, Inosuke lowered his raised hands.
The blue boar eyes stared at the footprints left by Tokito's family on the ground.
This is the first time Inosuke has seen such powerful creatures as these three guys.
After becoming the king of the mountain, I have never felt this thrilling and thrilling again!
Almost at the moment of the attack, the other person quietly tied him up before he could react.
"...Incredible, this is really incredible."
Bah——!
The white vapor turned into two straight lines and sprayed out from the wild boar's nostrils!
Inosuke's eyes shone with excitement.
"Comparing speed! I won't lose!!"
He jumped up and shouted, and started to run away along the footprints left by several people.
"Wait for me!!"
Behind him, a cloud of dust rose.
…
Not long after Inosuke left.
A middle-aged man carrying a hoe poked his head out of the nearby jungle.
After confirming that Inosuke had long since disappeared.
"...Really gone?" He hesitated and muttered to himself. The ecstasy he had imagined after Inosuke left did not appear.
On the contrary, he was a little dazed and felt lost.
…
Time passes slowly.
soon.
Tokito's family has already climbed the mountain.
Several people stood at the foot of the mountain, looking at the paddy fields around them, looking at each other at a loss.
After being stunned for a long time, Wuichiro suddenly remembered. He suddenly looked at the crow in his arms, raised the crow's wings and shouted in fear:
"Hey! Eagle Crow! Eagle Crow!"
"Is it okay!"
Muichiro shook the crow vigorously.
The crow woke up leisurely after being shaken, and looked around in confusion.
"Dongbei... Go to Dongbei..." A hoarse voice came from the throat:
"…Nata Spider Mountain."
"Gah."
Then his neck tilted and he passed out again.
See this.
Muichiro's pupils shrank, he held up the crow and shouted in shock:
"鹀 Crow——!!"
…
at the same time.
Natian Spider Mountain.
The dark mountain forests took root, and a light mist filled the air. The dim sunlight passed through the dense forests with difficulty and fell into the mist.
The moment the crystal clear spider silk came into contact with the sunlight, it immediately turned into ashes and disappeared.
There is a dilapidated mansion sitting on the mountainside, with dense spider webs patching the tattered wooden walls.
In the mansion.
It was pitch dark here and the exterior was dilapidated, but no sunlight could penetrate.
In a room lit by candles.
A young man with white hair, the ends of his hair twisted as if to wrap around his face, sat here with an expressionless face.
His skin was pale, and his cyan eyelashes were motionless in the candlelight.
"What's this?"
In front of him, a female ghost with narrow, scarlet pupils was looking down at the red plate filled with blood in front of her.
"Blood?" She raised her head and looked at the white-haired boy in front of her with trembling eyes.
The young man's pupils were engraved with these words:
[Winding][Si]
"Drink it." A cold voice said from his mouth:
"I will give you strength."
——Can this kind of thing be done? !
The female ghost's eyebrows trembled slightly.
It's not just that adult who can...
"Drink it."
As if she was being stared at, she shivered all over. She no longer dared to look directly into the boy's eyes. She just grabbed the plate in front of her and raised it:
"Gudu!"
His throat moved up and down, and the blood in the dish continued to pour into his mouth.
"Yes." The young man looked straight at the scene in front of him without any emotion. He just stated calmly:
"No need to be afraid of ghost hunters anymore."
"congratulations."
He said word for word:
"In this way, we are truly a family."
Bang!
Halfway through the drink, the female ghost's hand suddenly became stiff and the plate fell uncontrollably.
"Cough! Ho!" She covered her neck with all her strength, and the dense veins were spreading, and she screamed in pain.
Glitter saliva drooped down from his roar.
The boy didn't have any unnecessary reaction.
The light of the candle flame danced in his silver-white eyes, and there was no emotion in his eyes:
"Me, tired family."
(End of chapter)
