Zhu Shi ignored it and hurriedly ran over and hugged Yu Shilang tightly in his arms, as if he didn't care at all when he was standing beside him.

When Chuanliu actually smelled the smell of Hojo Cha Temple at the beginning of the battle, and knew that he was approaching, but he didn't expect that Hojo Cha Temple would stop his movements.

Kawarushi turned around and looked at Hojo Chaji, who took off his mask and showed an unusually handsome face. He said with a cold face: "Hojo, why did you let me stop?"

"Maybe I haven't told you that I can tell the difference between a man-cannibal ghost and a ghost like you and me."

Hojo Chaji paused, and looked serious when he saw the river flowing, not like a joke, so he explained: "I came to investigate, and after I found out some information, I was discovered by a ghost and almost killed."

"It was Zhu Shi and the others who saved me. Zhu Shi and Yu Shi and Yu Shi are the same goals as you and me, and they are ghosts on the same front."

When the river flows, the palms are empty, and a large number of black thorns surround the cage, covering the Zhushi world holding Yushilang.

He shook his head and said, "Hojo, you may have been cheated."

"I can smell it, they have eaten."

"Especially, this female ghost is called Zhushi, right? The ghost smell on her body is so strong that it makes me feel pungent and nauseous."

Zhu Shi lowered her head guiltily and blamed when she heard the words of Chuanliu, and her expression became darker. Chuanliu also smelled the sorrow, pain, and despair rising from her body.

Hojo Chaji did not know the past of Jose, he only knew that Jose saved him, and she and Yushiro had been studying how to turn ghosts into Chéng Réns, a respectable warrior who fought against Kimuzan in another way.

Perhaps this warrior has an unbearable past, but now she is indeed fighting for mankind with all her heart.

So Hojo Chaji explained carefully: "When the river flows, Jose is not what you think."

"Think about it, although they have blood ghost skills, their strength is much weaker than other ghosts."

Chuanliushi looked down and saw that the ghost named Yushiro had woken up from his coma, but his face was weak and he looked weak.

"Yes, it's a bit abnormal, too weak."

Hojo Chaji said in a deep voice: "They two rely on blood bags taken from the hospital to maintain their physical strength. The blood only allows them to move to the minimum level, and their bodies are naturally weak."

"Not all ghosts can survive like us without relying on human flesh and blood, so your sense of smell may not be able to distinguish between true good and evil."

When I first met Zhushi and the others, Hojo Chaji thought they were like me and had some way to replenish energy without using flesh and blood, but later I realized that the situation between me and the river was very special. Zhushi also asked for his blood for research.

He thought everything when he was flowing, but he quickly shook his head and said, "Hojo, what you said makes sense, but my sense of smell is very accurate. The ghost smell on Yushiro's body is very light. Maybe it's just blood, but Jose is definitely not just about sucking blood."

He asked Zhushi without any hesitation: "How many people have you eaten? Hundreds? Thousands? Or more?"

"I will not see it wrong for those who die, the anger of those who have lost relatives and friends."

Yu Shilang struggled to sit up and shouted, "That's not the original intention of Lord Zhushi. Don't you have no time to help yourself?"

"You can smell that Lord Zhushi has eaten people, yes, you are very awesome."

"But you can't smell how many people Lord Zhushi has saved!"

"For more than four hundred years, Lord Zhushi has saved countless desperate people who are seriously ill and countless families that are about to collapse."

"And in order to find ways to turn ghosts into Chéng Rén, we have traveled almost all cities and towns, and never had a break."

"Now, Lord Zhushi can even turn a man who has just become a ghost back into a human. Do you know what this means? It means that sooner or later, the ghosts in this world will disappear in the hands of Lord Zhushi!"

"The sins committed by Lord Zhu Shi inadvertently have been cleaned up!"

Yu Shilang herself was the desperate person saved by Zhu Shi, and he followed her from then on. The longer he was, the more he admired Zhu Shi.

Yu Shilang protects everything about Zhu Shi, but Zhu Shi's eyes showed sadness, his voice was low and he said guiltily: "Yu Shilang, you were wrong."

"The sins committed cannot be washed away. Even if one person is killed and saved a thousand people, it cannot change the fact that that person is killed by himself."

"He was right. Over the years, the appearance of those who were killed by me has been in my mind. It is my lingering nightmare."

"After killing Muzan Kita, I should choose to apologize to them for death."

Yu Shilang's voice trembled and said, "Mr. Zhushi, don't say that..."

Zhu Shi sighed slightly and said, "Okay, I won't say it."

In fact, when Zhushi killed his whole family with his own hands five hundred years ago, she had already been determined to die, and only the idea of ​​killing Muzan Kikusuji to take revenge supported her.

If Muzan Kibutsumi died tragically, Zhushi would have no goal and motivation to live. If nothing unexpected happens, she would definitely choose to be free from death.

When the river flowed, his body was shocked, and his voice couldn't help but ask Zhu Shi in a hurry: "Can you really turn a ghost into a Chéng Rén class?"

Zhu Shi said frankly: "Yes, but now I can only turn the person who has just become a ghost back."

"And the success rate is only half, and it may not be successful."

"I need more Kimuzan blood to study it more deeply. Maybe one day I can develop a perfect antidote."

"It's just that I have a poor and weak combat power with Yu Shilang. The Ghost of Xinyue has no way to start, and the blood obtained from ordinary ghosts is too little, so it's not enough to study."

The eyes flashed as the river flowed. If this was the case, Nezuko might have become a Chéng Rén class.

Moreover, he roughly learned about the past of Zhu Shi from the words of several people. He should have been dominated by the ghost Yuwang and killed many people. Then he suddenly realized and walked around the world to find a way to turn ghosts into Chéng Rén, constantly treating seriously ill people to make up for the guilt in his heart.

However, she had already tasted human flesh and blood, but in the end she was able to defeat Yu Wang. Her willpower was extremely firm.

The cage of thorns turned into black and red ashes and floated back to the river, releasing the Zhushi.

Chuanliu said calmly: "Since it is a ghost of the same front, I will not attack you."

"The past is like smoke, your past may be full of blood, but don't think about dying in the future, saving your life, and helping more people, even if they cannot win the forgiveness of the deceased, they can still get the gratitude of the living."

A ray of light appeared in Zhushi's dark eyes, and then he smiled bitterly: "Maybe you are right, death is too cheap for me. These nightmares should hope that I will stay in the world and endure their torture."

"I'm sorry to them, and then I will do my whole life to atone for my sins as they wish."

Yu Shilang's face changed, and then he looked gratefully at Chuanliu Shi. He always knew that Zhu Shi had aspirations to die and believed that death was liberation.

But for him, who was once a terminally ill, was deeply desperate, only by living can he feel warm. Death was a cold feeling, even if Zhu Shi didn't think so.
Chapter completed!