Chapter 117

Muzan Kimuzan has had a great time recently.

Especially in this era, there are no ghost lamps, and there are no hunting lanterns. Even if the hunting lanterns become a god, what can it do? Anyway, he can't cause trouble for himself. I haven't seen these hundreds of years, so won't the ghost lamp come to him?

But I don’t know if I think my heart is in my mind. Muzan Kimuzan didn’t dare to go to Kyoto at all, for fear of falling in love with the scene. He remembered the days when he was beaten into small cakes by Tanyou Kano and Guideng.

Too difficult, it's so difficult.

What has made Muzaka Kimuzaka troubled recently is that the ghost killing team seemed to be fighting back, always causing trouble for themselves, and they were always like fleas and couldn't catch them, and he was so uncomfortable that he was so fed.

He was still thinking about whether to destroy the ghost killing team without doing anything to prevent future troubles, but the ghosts under his command were constantly consuming.

You should know that people nowadays do not have the capital to fight against ghosts. Even those Onmyoji and demon-eliminating masters can’t do anything to their ghosts, because they are different from ordinary ghosts and are not monsters. Their methods of monsters are completely useless to them, and they can only become their food.

Normal ghosts and monsters will not attack them. To a certain extent, they are also the same. As long as Muzan Kitsumi controls the people under his command, the monsters will not intervene, so the two sides are still in peace.

Muzan Kimuzan didn't want to be with these monsters. He couldn't understand the monsters' brain circuits, and he didn't want to mess with such an annoying monster. It's nothing wrong that he wouldn't die, but this doesn't mean he is not afraid of pain.

It hurts to be smashed into meat pies or sliced!

In the memory of Kimuzan's many years of memory, the only one who can make him lose his car is the doctor Tanyou Kano... and the ghost lights that have a little trick between them and Tanyou Kano.

The ghost lamp was so powerful that it was not like a human being. It could easily press himself to the ground and rub it, and the reason he attacked him was only because of Akichi Kano.

He left a psychological shadow.

Therefore, in the past few hundred years, there has been no big fanfare to expand one's own power, so we can only develop carefully and slowly.

Of course, if it weren't for those ghost killing teams, his life would be more comfortable now.

Muzan Kimuzan waited until dark before leaving the mansion where he was hiding, preparing to go for food and fill his stomach.

His identity disguised this time was a warrior.

The samurai has a very high status and is very rich. Even if he refuses to go out during the day, he still has a high status.

If he is afraid of attracting others' attention, he can eat the ordinary people he serves in his house, but he has been floating recently and wants to change his taste, so he comes out of his house.

This city is not big. It was baptized by the war not long ago. There were very few young and middle-aged people. The rest were women, children, or older people. Muzan Kimuzan was wandering outside for a while, and then he was smelled back by the smell of these people.

He was thinking about whether he wanted to go to Kyoto.

Kyoto is a big city after all, and there are definitely more people in big cities than in such remote small towns, and there are more delicious people, so you can find the people you want to find.

He returned home and served his maid to bring him tea. The maid who looked better wanted to take the opportunity to attract his attention and wanted to take advantage of it.

Muzan Kimuzan was a little bored. Compared to the old, weak, sick and disabled outside, the maid had a barely good taste. He pulled the maid into the room with a better meal, and then threw it to the ghost under his command, asking them to clean up the room.

Or go to Kyoto.

There is no need to stay in this city anymore.

Muzan Kimuzan took away the remaining finances he had now and left the city overnight. He remembered that he was about to leave, and he also did things that were inconvenient to do when he lived here.

He ate the city lord's daughter, a princess.

He has been coveting this princess with spiritual power for a long time, but he just felt that it was not worth getting into trouble, so he didn't take action. Now that he left here, the city lord couldn't find him, so he simply solved the delicious food that he had been targeting for a long time.

The city lord whose daughter died was furious and invited the Onmyoji and the Demon Elimination Master. They all said that this was not the monster's work, but also told the city lord that the person who was most likely to do all this was chosen.

It is a race that calls itself a ghost.

It is not the kind of ghost in mythology, but the kind of human beings that feed on humans. These people not only like to eat human internal organs like monsters, they prefer to eat human flesh, and are afraid of the sun. Such creatures should have been infiltrated into your city.

But they couldn't find it.

It was not until a warrior who claimed to be a member of the Demon Slayer came to their city, heard about this, and investigated the identity of the Demon, that they had signs.

The man named Purgatory Yanshouro set out on his way to Kyoto with his entrustment and faith.

Although he is the best teammate in the Demon Killing Team, there is only one person in Purgatory Yan Shoulang. It would be fine if he faces a ghost alone. If he encounters a large-scale ghost, he can only use superb swordsmanship to fight against the ghost, and he will be in a dilemma.

While he was rushing to the dusk, he met a ghost in the mountains and forests.

At the beginning, there was only one ghost, and it was a ghost that had just been created not long ago. Purgatory Yan Shoulang felt that he could probably solve him, so he did not ask other teammen to carry it on his own.

But he never expected that there was not only one ghost in this mountain, but three ghosts were eyeing each other nearby.

Purgatory Yan Shoulang was lured by this ghost into the depths of the mountains and forests, and completely into the depths that could not be shined by the sun.

Even though the crows had already flew out to find rescue, judging from the current situation, I would be killed by these ghosts if I could not wait for the rescue.

He is also responsible for...the mission of finding Muzan Kimuzan!

Purgatory Yan Shoulang gritted his teeth. Even though the wound on his body was deep and his legs were broken, he still insisted, thinking that even if he exchanged his life for his life, he would have to pay the price.

Then, Purgatory Yanshouro saw the Sun Wheel.

An arc-shaped, scorching light cut off the ghost's neck, and a figure covered in red Yuori appeared in his sight.

He has long black hair, lines like flame burning on his forehead, and is tall, and looks really a small boy.

The man's sword movement was as graceful as dancing. The curve of the blade raised broke through the night sky, and the faint sunlight spread out from the man.

It's...the sun...

The four ghosts almost disappeared in an instant, and their necks were cut off by the knife. He thought that cutting off the ghost's neck was useless and they would be resurrected again, but in the eyes of Yan Shoulang of Purgatory, these ghosts turned into ashes from their necks, and died completely.

"Is there anything wrong?" Yuan Yi put away his knife, "I'll leave if I'm fine."

He is ruthless and hard to get close to.

"Please wait!"

Purgatory Yan Shoulang quickly called the man, "What's your name?"

"Jiguoyuanyi." Jiguoyuanyi answered his question, but did not leave. "I'll treat you the wound."

"Ah, I have a medicine." Purgatory Yan Shoulang touched his pocket where he put the medicine, but found that his medicine had been broken because of the battle just now, and there was no way to use it. As soon as Guoyuan saw this, he took out a small scroll from his arms, which was only the size of a palm.

Purgatory Yan Shouro watched Ji Guoyuan open the scroll and took out something far more than this size from it.

A wooden box that was about the length of an arm, and a thing that looked like a pole that was one person tall. She also took out a white cloth and a transparent jar from it.

"Take off your clothes," Yuan took out all the things that sewed the wound and fixed the bones. Even because it was too dark, he took out a solar-powered charging lamp - it was fully charged during the day, and now he can hold on for the whole night.

It is impossible not to save you when you die, but it is impossible in this life. Only surgery can you be happy like this.

Although Yan Shoulang of Purgatory was questioned, he obediently took off his top and showed his upper body openly.

Yuanyi disinfected himself according to Akiichi Kano's teachings, and then turned on the light.

It was so dark that I could only see the woods one meter in front of me that were suddenly as bright as daylight. Purgatory Yan Shoulang opened his eyes wide and exclaimed a marvel at the lamp.

Yuan Yi asked Purgatory Yan Shoulang to lie down, gave him anesthetics, then cleaned his wounds, took out a needle to sew him the wounds, straightened his broken leg bones, tied them with plaster, fixed them with steel plates, and finally gave Purgatory Yan Shoulang two crutches so that he could stand firm.

The Purgatory Yan Shoulang was confused and didn't know what was going on.

He knew that the wound could be sewn with thread. After the leg was broken, he had to fix it with something straight, and he knew that it was also known.

Why do this person use something weird, and it doesn’t hurt at all except when bone setting!

And this thing that can illuminate the night is also amazing!

"Okay, I can leave." Yuan Yi treated the wound for someone, and then put away all the things just now in front of Purgatory Yan Shoulang. He sorted out the scene and did not forget to pack the garbage and take it away.

"Wait a minute!" Purgatory Yan Shoulang called him again, and Yuan Yi, who had just raised his foot and was about to leave, suspiciously: "There is no wound."

"No! What did you use just now? It's so amazing! Why does the ghost will not recover after your knife cuts off the ghost's neck and die directly?"'

Purgatory Yan Shoulang was really questioning and asked all the questions. He felt that the boy in front of him would not be angry, so he simply asked them all directly.

"It's what an ordinary doctor can do, because my knife was given by the teacher." Yuan Yi answered his question, and he seemed to remember something, "Are you a killer too?"

"Yes, I am a member of the Demon Slayer Team." Purgatory Yan Shouro nodded, "Do you want to join the Demon Slayer Team? Your strength is so strong that it can definitely help humans eliminate ghosts and bring peace to humans."

"Ghost words... do you know Muzan Kimuzan?" Yuan Yi asked, "The teacher asked me to come out for training and asked me to kill someone named Muzan Kimuzan."

Purgatory Yanshouro was excited when he heard this: "Our target is also Muzan Kimuzan! Do you want to join us? We have many people and great power. Now with your help, we can definitely kill Wuzan with our efforts!"

Yuan Yi tilted his head: "Is that true?"

But the strength of the man in front of him is completely different from being able to kill Muzan Ki. He can't even beat him, so how can he beat Muzan Ki?

Yuanyi practiced with Akichi Kano for so long and had never defeated Akichi Kano. He naturally knew how powerful his teacher was. He could make such a powerful teacher remember that Muzan Kimuzan must be very powerful. Even the teacher was helpless. He would definitely solve the problem for the teacher and kill Muzan Kimuzan.

"Yes, our lord founded the place of residence. For so many years, he has been committed to killing Wusan. It doesn't matter if you don't want to, we will continue to work hard." Purgatory Yan Shouro smiled heartily, "No need to be under the pressure!"

\"That's it, okay, then I'll join."

Hearing the Purgatory Yan Shoulang say this, Ji Guoyuan was told, "I will join you, where is your lord?"

"Purgatory!!!" Someone in the distance called the name of Purgatory Yan Shoulang. Purgatory Yan Shoulang was stunned and quickly shouted at the place where the sound came: "I'm here!!!"

If there was a sound of fighting, they would be able to find the place soon, but it was quiet and there was no sound of fighting at all. The other members of the ghost killing team who were late could only use the most primitive methods to confirm the location of Purgatory Yan Shoulang.

Fortunately, Yan Shoulang of Purgatory is still alive and has a lot of energy in his voice. It should be nothing!

"Sorry! I forgot to introduce myself! My name is Purgatory Yan Shoulang!" Purgatory Yan Shoulang grabbed the golden red hair, and smiled on his own. The two levers of hair that looked like owls on his forehead shook, perfectly grasping Ji Guoyuanyi's sight.

Speaking of which, it really looks like an owl.

Soon, the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer sounds in the woods, and there was only one person, and the sound of crows clattering.
To be continued...