"A ghost hunter who hunts ghosts with a kitchen knife and masters the breath of thunder?" Jigoro Kuwashima looked at the members of the Demon Slayer Squad in front of him in surprise: "Are you sure?"
"Yes! Mr. Kuwashima, he first appeared in Omae Village outside Uesugi. That small village was attacked by ghosts and no longer exists. But on the same night when the village was destroyed, those ghosts should have been destroyed by him."
After powering up, it is killed by sunlight.
After investigation, we speculated that he might be a 16-year-old boy from Omae Village, Kamisishiyaku. In the next half month, two more ghosts were eliminated by others before the members of the Demon Slayer Squad arrived, both nearby.
Judging from the traces of the last two battles, he may have mastered the Thunder Breathing Technique, so the lord asked me to ask you if it is..."
Kuwashima Jigoro is a short old man with white hair, a scar on his face, and a prosthetic leg on his right leg.
He is the former Demon Slayer Corps Naruhashira, who mastered the Breath of Thunder. After breaking a leg while hunting ghosts at the age of 35, he has been living in seclusion in Momoyama to teach the younger generations, and has brought out many disciples who have mastered the Breath of Thunder.
When he heard the words of the members of the Demon Slayer Squad, he frowned in confusion and said, "No, it's not me, those kids...it seems like no one has been to Uesugi recently. Could it be a mistake?"
The members of the Demon Slayer Team in front of them lowered their heads: "If he is Shang Xishiye Kong, his parents and brother should have been killed by ghosts that night..."
After a family member dies, you go on a rampage to kill ghosts?
There are many such examples in this world. Some geniuses may burst into amazing power after receiving strong stimulation.
But without a teacher, master the breath of thunder...
Kuwashima Jigoro's eyes suddenly shone, and he nodded: "I understand what your lord means. Where is he now? Is there a portrait of him?"
After seeing off the members of the Demon Slayer Squad, the little old man could no longer suppress his expectant expression. He turned around and walked quickly with a cane, and conveniently picked up a blond boy who was sneaking away on tiptoe.
"Ah -" the young man screamed: "I was wrong, grandpa! I'm going to train right away. Please don't add any more training tasks! I will die, I will die, I will really die!!"
"Zhenyi, where is your senior brother?"
"...Huh?" My wife Zenitsu, who had runny nose and tears coming out, was stunned. Grandpa didn't scold me?
What kind of happy event happened, and why did grandpa smile so happily? "Here, let's go to the back mountain."
Soon, my wife Zenitsu followed the little old man to the back mountain and found a young man with black hair, blue eyes and thick eyebrows who was practicing sword practice.
"Hong Yue, stop for a moment."
The young man named Daoyu Gaoyue put away his sword, glanced at my wife, Zenitsu, frowned slightly, and then said: "Teacher, what's the matter?"
"You need to go to Uesugi to find this boy." The little old man handed him a portrait with simple lines: "His name is Xishi Yekong. He probably created and understood the Breath of Thunder without anyone teaching him.
Fa, you invite him to Taoshan."
"Eh?! Create your own breathing method?!" My wife Zenitsu screamed in shock, and soon a ray of joy suddenly rose in her heart.
Grandpa always asks me and my senior brother to inherit the Breath of Thunder together. The pressure is so great. If this continues, I will definitely die somewhere... But if there is a new, super powerful successor...
A hint of gloom flashed through Daoyu Yuyue's eyes. Did he create his own thunder breathing method? Is it the same as the first generation of breathing method swordsmen more than 400 years ago?
How could such a guy appear?
Absolutely fake!
After being silent for several seconds, he said: "Okay, I understand, teacher, let's go now."
…
A few days later, at night.
Ji Xing walked into Uesugi Castle.
At this time, it had been nearly a month since he first invaded Demon Slayer World, and his appearance had undergone some obvious changes. His original black hair was dyed with a layer of light gold, which was conspicuous and eye-catching.
Mastering the Breath of Thunder will turn you into blond hair?
Normally it shouldn't be necessary, but Ji Xing's progress may have been too rapid, causing abnormalities in the body's metabolism.
It took Ji Xing more than half a month to enter the Changzhong realm with the breathing method than he expected, probably because the body's own physical strength could not keep up. It took Ji Xing more than half a month, and he encountered two ghosts and two battles before he could do it.
Master it successfully.
Just like in the early stages of Naruto World, spiritual training first cultivates the stomach. Ji Xing's way to increase his strength is to eat more and eat well, and the breathing method can help him convert food energy into strength more quickly, so he doesn't have to eat to become a fat man like in the early stages of Naruto World.
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At this time, there are obvious muscles on the exposed forearm, and the 16-year-old boy is fast and strong.
"Eat, eat."
The story of Demon Slayer takes place in the Taisho era of Japan. This year is 1920, so the city blocks are already relatively prosperous and crowded with people.
Ji Xing has been exercising outdoors during the day these days and returns to Uesugi for meals four times a day.
As for the source of the money, when he left Omae Village, he took away the entire village's property. In the subsequent two ghost hunts, he also took away the property of the people killed by the ghosts as revenge.
After passing several restaurants that he had tried, Ji Xing looked around, looked around, and saw a small noodle shop on the far corner of the street.
‘Mian Mian Xuan’.
Looking at the canvas sign from a distance, Ji Xing suddenly felt a different feeling in his heart.
After reaching the realm of regular breathing, his sense of smell and even intuition have been greatly improved.
"Is there a ghost? I don't feel weak."
He was now very interested in studying the various characteristics of ghosts. He thought about it for two seconds and walked over.
The shop is indeed not big, with only four tables, two of which are occupied by customers.
The boss, who is both the boss and the chef, poked his head out of the kitchen and said enthusiastically: "Guest, please sit down! What do you want to eat?"
Ji Xing: "A bowl of tonkotsu ramen."
"Okay!"
After a brief exchange, Ji Xing sat down on the empty seat. As he sat down, his body twisted and something suddenly fell to the ground, making a clanging sound.
Attract the guests at the other two tables to look at it.
What fell to the ground was a kitchen knife.
The guests at the two tables looked at each other.
Ji Xing smiled apologetically, picked up the kitchen knife and put it on the table, saying: "Sorry, I am a chef apprentice. In order to get closer to my tools and practice my knife skills, I always keep the kitchen knife with me... Well,
That’s it.”
The guests at the two tables turned their heads slightly strangely.
Suddenly I heard another clanging sound.
There's an extra ax on the ground!
They immediately looked at Ji Xing again.
Ji Xing coughed, picked up the ax and put it on the table: "Well, I'm an apprentice. Being an apprentice is very hard. Occasionally I have to go out to the city to chop some firewood, so... there's nothing wrong with it, right?"
The guests at the two tables were silent.
Two seconds later, they tacitly speeded up their eating, snored a few times, stood up with cheeks in their mouths, and slapped the money on the counter.
"Boss Tsunoda, let's go."
"You... cough, keep busy."
Ji Xing was the only customer left in the store.
Soon the 30-year-old boss presented it to Ji Xing and said with a sad face: "Guest, what did you say? It scared away my other customers... Oh, eat it, eat it."
Ji Xing stared at his face without moving and smiled.
"I don't dare to eat this."
"What are you thinking about? Human flesh is so precious, I can't bear to let it go to you," the boss said.
"Huh? That's right."
Woo--
As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Xing instantly picked up the ax on the table and struck the boss straight in the face!
The noodle shop owner pulled his hands in front of his face, and a net like ramen noodles appeared out of thin air. It was so tough that it actually blocked Ji Xing's axe!
Vampire magic!
He looked sad and said: "With this kind of strength, is he really a ghost hunter? The weapons are more unique than the previous ones. Alas, he was hit again. It seems that Uesugi can't stay here."
"This move of yours is even more unique. Don't tell me, we are quite matched." Ji Xing made a crosscut.
A faint flash of lightning flashed, and the noodle shop owner's blood ghost noodles broke.
His body fell backwards quickly, and with a wave of his hands, all the tables and benches in the store turned into the extremely tough noodles, and for a moment, they formed a dragnet and surrounded Ji Xing!
Ji Xing moved his ax and knife into a circle in front of him, and suddenly the electric light around him was strong, slashing!
'Thunder Breath? Two Types? Thunder Ring!'
Buzz--
A bright electric light bursts out, and the invisible ring spreads, going around and around in circles!
As Ji Xing moved forward, slashing with an ax and a knife in a circular motion, all the 'noodles' wrapped towards him were cut into pieces by the lightning!
The noodle shop owner didn't catch Ji Xing's figure at all, then he felt the figure flashing beside him, his neck suffered severe pain, and his head flew out!
"Ah - damn it! Why! Why won't you let me go! I've already controlled myself and only eat one person a month!"
As the severe pain of beheading came, the noodle shop owner's ghost nature became obviously stronger, and his tone gradually became crazy.
The ramen noodles stretched out from his neck and hooked towards his head, trying to pull it back to the installation, but it was cut off in advance. Then Ji Xing swung his ax and nailed his head to the wall with a loud bang!
"Go to hell! Go to hell!"
The noodle shop owner's body and limbs danced wildly, turning into noodles and swiping at Ji Xing, but after a burst of lightning, they all broke and flew up!
In the midst of severe pain, the eyes of the head fixed on the wall finally showed fear. This ghost hunter seemed different from the others, so strong!
His ferocious tone was slightly pleading: "Let me go, let me go, ghost hunter, I only eat one person's food a month, and I will choose those evil guys to eat! I also do good deeds and accumulate merit."
, I will let those orphans who cannot afford to eat come and eat my noodles for free!
By the way, by the way, today, today is the day, three children will come, you can wait, wait a minute, my noodles are ready!"
Ji Xing looked at him and stopped attacking.
The noodle shop owner was overjoyed: "Yes, yes, don't do anything. I don't want to become like this ghost. If you have a choice, who would be a ghost?"
He looked a little ferocious: "Ghost hunter, have you ever eaten feces? Do you know what it feels like to be pinned to the ground, have your mouth filled with pig feces, and watch your wife being bullied?!
I want to die! I really want to die! No matter which feeling it is, it makes me want to die immediately! But I can't die, I want revenge!!
Haha, I ate them, all their flesh, blood and internal organs! I always carry their bones with me and bury them under the noodle shop. I want to step on them all the time!!"
After going crazy, his expression suddenly softened again, and he smiled flatteringly: "Since that time, I have controlled myself and only eat one person a month. This is true, this is true..."
The continuously changing expressions seem like madness.
The next moment, the ferociousness appeared again.
"Go to hell!!"
His body gathered quietly, and while Ji Xing was listening to him, he suddenly pounced!
'Thunder Breath? Three Types? Thunder Point Cut!'
Zhi——
The bright electric light expanded again, and the kitchen knife seemed to turn into a lightning sharp knife, slashing countless knives on the noodle shop owner's body in an instant.
Puff puff puff puff -
Broken flesh and blood flew in all directions!
"Ah -" the noodle shop owner wailed in agony: "No, don't! I didn't mean it! I can't control myself, I can't control it!"
"How many years have you been a ghost?" Ji Xing suddenly asked him.
"...I, I think it's 43 years?"
"Eating one person per month?"
The noodle shop owner was stunned for a moment and said with a trembling tone: "I've eaten...more than 430 people?"
Ji Xing said: "12 months every year."
"43 years, 12 months, 43 years, 12 months..." The noodle shop owner kept mumbling: "I, I actually ate... so many people..."
Two lines of tears suddenly welled up.
"Why...is this happening?" He seemed to be asking Ji Xing, and also seemed to be asking himself.
A bitter smile rose, the broken palm in the corner hooked, and a strand of ramen suddenly shot towards his own head, piercing it straight through.
In an instant, the minced meat and blood stains all over the noodle shop quickly turned into ashes and disappeared.uu看书www.uukanshu.com The last thing is the head.
When a ghost loses its desire to live and chooses not to heal itself, it can commit suicide!
"Thanks, ghost hunter. I should have gone to Yuko a long time ago. I have made her wait for 43 years. I wonder if she will blame me for eating so many people."
The last whispers fade away.
Apart from broken tables and chairs and slightly damaged walls, no traces were left in the noodle shop.
Ji Xing looked at the noodles that his boss had thrown away after giving them to him, and they were still intact on the ground.
It's not a blood ghost technique, and it doesn't have any ingredients.
"The math problem is indeed very difficult. Multiplying 43 by 12 is like a ghost committing suicide."
His mood was slightly complicated, as if he had seen the most tragic ending for himself. If one day, he was swallowed up by the demon's cannibalistic desire, kept eating people and killing people, and finally came to his senses... would he commit suicide like the noodle shop owner?
"That day will never come!"
After picking up the ax, he walked to the kitchen, which was basically unaffected by the battle.
The soup, noodles and all the condiments were ready. Ji Xing took matters into his own hands and had enough food and clothing to eat all the noodles.
Soon, he heard a slight movement, poked his head out of the kitchen, and saw three seven or eight-year-old children in scantily clad clothes poking their heads outside the noodle shop with frightened expressions on their faces.
He smiled: "Come on, come in and sit down. Something happened in the store today, and Boss Tsunoda went to deal with it. He told me that the three of you will come, and I have cooked the noodles for you."
The three children looked at each other, and after a while they timidly walked into the store: "Thank you, brother..."
Immediately he volunteered to help clean the store.