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Chapter four hundred and ninety-fifth, there are always people who like to dance on the grave

"Xiaoba, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm not drunk yet..."

The short drunk man waved his hands unsteadily while bumping into Muzan Onibatsuji who was walking towards him.

Before Kibutsuji Muzan could get angry, the short drunk man grabbed Kibutsuji Muzan's collar first and yelled with a foul breath: "You bastard, don't you have eyes when you walk?"

"boom!

!”

Muzu Onimushuji, who was already angry, would not be used to a drunkard who likes to dance on graves. He just raised his right hand and blew the short drunkard's head open with a slight wave.

"Damn bastard! What did you do to my brother?!"

The bald man who was traveling with the short drunk man, perhaps because he had not yet sobered up, saw that the short drunk man died so miserably. Instead of feeling the slightest fear, he angrily waved his fist at Onimu Tsuji Muzan.

“Peng!

!”

When he saw that the fist of the bald man was about to hit Muzan Onimushuji's face, he suddenly raised his right foot and kicked it hard, knocking the bald man apart and turning it into countless pieces of flesh and blood, covering the alley in front of him.

It became a bloody hell.

"Ahhhh..."

When the bartender who was traveling with the two of them saw this, she was so frightened that she could only instinctively let out a shrill scream.

"It's noisy!"

A cold light flashed in Kibutsuji Muhan's eyes. He raised his right hand and waved it lightly. His index finger instantly turned into a long whip with a sharp blade, piercing the head of the bartender and restoring tranquility to the dark alley.

"clatter!"

After casually killing three ignorant humans, the anger and fear in Kibutsuji Mumei's heart dissipated somewhat, and he raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

"Hugh! Hugh!"

The two cannibals seemed to teleport and instantly appeared behind Muzui Onimusuji, kneeling on one knee and waiting for his orders with utmost respect.

"Go and get me the head of the ghost hunter with the flower-like decoration on his ears just now!"

Because Enichi Sikuni left a huge psychological shadow on Tsuji Mukai, even if Tanjiro's aura was weak, he did not dare to take the risk of attacking Tanjiro, but planned to send two cannibals first.

Test his background.

"As you command!"

When the two cannibals heard this, they nodded vigorously and then disappeared.

A red light flashed in Kibutsuji Muzan's eyes, and he murmured to himself: "It's a pity that the Twelve Demons are not nearby, otherwise it would be safer to send them there."

The Twelve Demons are the 12 direct subordinates of Onimai Tsuji Muzan. They are all cannibals who were given strong blood by him personally, thus gaining great power.

The Twelve Ghost Moons are divided into upper and lower strings. They are ranked based on strength only, and are ranked in order from one to six. The ghosts ranked higher are stronger, but the power gap between the ghosts of the upper string and the ghosts of the lower string is huge.

.

Every Shangxian ghost has the strength to annihilate the pillar-level swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Corps. Even the weakest Shangxian Riku, Fallen Princess, has killed seven pillars in a hundred years, not to mention the rest.

Winded up.

For a ghost hunter like Tanjiro who can't even control his full concentration breathing, let alone an upper-string ghost, even if he randomly sends out a lower-string ghost, he will die without a burial place.



Luxurious mansion hall

"Miss Juyo, is there a way to turn ghosts back into humans?"

After Tamashi helped the lady take care of her injuries, Tanjiro finally couldn't help but ask the question he was most concerned about.

Facing Tanjiro's eyes full of expectation and anxiety, Tamayo nodded seriously and said: "Yes!"

"Really? Please tell me..."

Just when Tanjiro was excited and was about to grab Tamayo's shoulder, Yushiro suddenly grabbed his right arm, threw him away with a big backpack move, and shouted angrily: "Don't touch Tamayo-sama."

rude!"

When Zhu Shi saw this, his eyes twitched and he shouted with a straight face: "Yushiro!"

Whoosh!

!

Yushiro instantly knelt down next to Tamayo and replied seriously: "Tamayo-sama, I just threw him away, I didn't hit him."

"That's not allowed, it's too rude!"

"It is my fault!"

Seeing Yushirou admitting his mistake, Tamashi did not continue to struggle with the matter. Instead, he said to Tanjiro: "No matter what kind of wounds and diseases, there are medicines and methods to treat them. Although there is currently no way to turn a ghost into a ghost.

Return to humans, but there must be a way to turn ghosts back into humans."

After Tamashi finished speaking, he turned to look at Nezuko, who was playing with Suzuki Seimei, and said in a very serious and serious tone: "From your sister Nezuko, I see the hope of turning ghosts back into humans."

"Really?"

"Existences like Nezuko are extremely special and rare. I have never seen them in the past hundreds of years."

Looking at the two children playing, Zhu Shi's eyes became gentle unconsciously, and then said: "Even if Yushiro and I are special beings who have undergone body modification, they still need to take a small amount of human blood.

Only then can we maintain our rational existence.

Just now you said that Nezuko has been sleeping for two years and has not touched human flesh and blood during this period. I think her body must have undergone some special changes.

Therefore, I hope you will agree to let me study Nezuko's blood, and perhaps I can find a way to turn ghosts back into humans from her blood.

Of course! With Nezuko's blood alone, the chance of developing a way to turn ghosts back into humans is very low.

In addition to Nezuko's blood, I also want to ask for your help to collect more ghost blood. Only through comparative studies of different sizes can it be possible to develop a drug that can truly turn ghosts back into humans."

"I see!"

Tanjiro nodded vigorously and said: "If such a drug can be developed, it will definitely help more people than just Nezuko. I will find a way to collect the blood of other ghosts."

"careful!"

Suzuki Seimei, who was playing around with Nezuko, suddenly moved his ears slightly and violently broke away from Nezuko's arms.

"Bang bang bang..."

As soon as Suzuki Seimei finished speaking, a colorful handball the size of a football directly crashed through the solid wooden wall, mixed with terrifying power, and bounced around in the hall.

"Lord Juyo!"

When Yushiro saw this, he immediately threw Tamashi to the ground and blocked all attacks for her with his own body.

"Get out of here!"

Just when the extremely destructive handball was about to hit Nezuko, Suzuki Seimei transformed his right hand into a sword, stabbed it out as fast as lightning, performed the [Broken Arrow Style], and bounced the handball back.

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