"But being surprised is not enough!" Hand Ghost narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the girl in front of him, "This is not the expression I want to see most~"
As it spoke, it stretched out a few hands and played with them in front of it.
"One, two, three...ten, eleven, well, including you, there are eleven~"
"You...what are you counting?" Zhen Jian was puzzled.
"Uh-huh-"
The hand ghost's laughter was full of joy. Its eyes narrowed into crescent moons and it stretched out its hand to cover its mouth with a smile. "Count the total number of Lintaki's disciples who have been eaten by me so far~ I have long sworn secretly that I will kill them with my own hands."
Every disciple he trained~"
"What!?" Zhen Shi's expression became excited.
"Yes, that's it! This is the expression I want to see~ Excited? Angry? No, no, no, it's not just that~"
The hand ghost laughed wildly and pointed at the mask on Masaki's head, "That fox mask... is the mark! I remember the texture of the mask carved by that guy Linlong very clearly! It's the same as the tengu he wears.
The masks are exactly the same~"
"I remember this thing is called a disaster mask, right? But your senior brothers and sisters were eaten by me just because they wore such masks~"
Seeing the expression on Masaki's face gradually becoming desperate and angry to the point of crying, Tegui felt extremely happy inside and even danced with joy, "Hehehe... I ate all the apprentices trained by that idiot Linlong."
~ He still wouldn’t have thought that it was him who killed his apprentice, would he? I really want to see that old guy’s desperate expression when he found out about this~”
"Asshole! Die!"
Masaki angrily slashed at the hand ghost in front of him with his sword.
But he didn't notice the successful look in the hand ghost's eyes.
Sure enough, you fell into the trap, stupid humans~ The hand ghost's eyes were full of sarcasm. It looked at the little fox in front of it and was so excited that its breathing became chaotic, its movements became messy, and its mood became better. It couldn't wait to eat.
I lost sight of the little fox in front of me.
It stretched out its hand and flicked away the slashing blade with disdain.
The slashing power used by the petite figure of Zhen Xiang is completely insufficient to break through its defense. Apart from its flexible movements, it poses no threat to the opponent ghost at all.
It was like a fool waiting for the girl to continuously consume her physical strength. As soon as it slowed down, it would tear the girl into pieces alive!
There were tears in the corners of Zhenshan's eyes, and her anger had completely made it impossible for her to think calmly.
Teacher Lintaki was like a father to her. If she hadn't been adopted by Teacher Lintaki, they would have starved to death at a very young age.
But for such a kind teacher, why do all the disciples he trained suffer tragic fates?
"It turns out that it's you who is causing trouble!"
At this moment, Zhen Jian only had one thought in his mind, which was to avenge those brothers and sisters who died.
But she didn't notice that her movements were getting slower and slower.
And when she realized something was wrong, countless ghost hands had surrounded her.
"What a blast!" A sudden loud shout sounded.
A figure burst out from a distance, pushing away Zhen Xiang who was surrounded by ghost hands at the critical moment, but he himself fell into the siege of these ghost hands.
"Giyu!" Masaki, who was pushed away, looked with some despair at Giyu Tomioka, who was surrounded by ghost hands.
She finally realized that she had made a mistake. This ghost was actually not strong. If he had dealt with it seriously, it would not have turned into what it is now, and Yiyong would not have been in such a predicament!
"Hehehe - here comes another little fox! There are so many surprises this year!"
The hand ghost looked at the young man who suddenly jumped out and was stunned. Then he laughed even more wildly and grabbed the young man with his thick arms.
"The breath of water..."
Tomioka Giyu's expression changed, and he tried his best to use his sword skills, but he had just pushed Mashiko away before he could adjust his posture. These ghost hands were too close, and he had no time to use his sword skills!
He tried his best to swing the knife, but in the end he took a step slower, and two thick ghost hands hugged his waist.
A hint of cruelty flashed in the hand ghost's eyes, "Hehehehe——"
Its hands exerted slight force.
"Ah! Ah——"
A scream broke out from Tomioka Yoshiyuki's mouth, and he felt like his whole body was about to be crushed.
Qiu Rabbit, who was quickly traveling through the mountains and forests to clean up ghosts, suddenly stopped when he heard the screams.
"Yoyong!?"
His expression behind the fox mask changed for the first time. This was the voice of his companion. They had grown up together and there was no mistaking it!
Zhiyong is in danger! Qiang Rabbit quickly turned around and ran towards the source of the sound.
Seeing the young man walking through the woods suddenly change direction, Xuan Hao and Infernal Anjojuro, who had been paying attention to the young man, were also stunned.
They looked in the direction where the boy was running and saw the alien ghost.
"What's going on with this ghost?" Purgatory Anjuro frowned and asked.
"..."
Xuan Haoxin said, "If you ask me, who should I ask? I'm not the one responsible for managing this place. Even my identity is fake!"
However, this ghost obviously does not look like a ghost that should appear in the final selection.
"Don't you need support?" Xuan Hao asked.
"That boy should be able to handle it." Purgatory Anjuro said as he looked at the boy who had already rushed over. He felt that this boy might not be weaker than him and was fully capable of dealing with this ghost. However, due to his duty, his body was still very honest.
He moved a few steps towards the direction of going down the mountain, "This is the Demon Slayer Team's mistake, we still have to deal with it..."
Xuan Hao nodded slowly and continued to look at what was happening below.
Purgatory Anjuro was right, that boy was indeed stronger than this alien ghost, so there shouldn't be any big problems, right?
"puff--"
A quick sword flashed by.
Cut off the two ghost hands holding Tomioka Giyuu.
Qiantu dragged Yiyong back to a safe distance.
"Giyu!?" Maosaki looked anxiously at Tomioka Giyu's injuries. If he hadn't saved her, Giyuu wouldn't have been injured like this with his strength.
Fortunately, Qiantu arrived in time. Yiyong's life was not in danger, but he was seriously injured and lost his fighting ability.
"Zhenshen, take Yiyong to find a place to hide. Leave this place to me."
There was a faint hint of anger in Qiang Tu's voice.
After saying that, he looked at the hand ghost in front of him coldly.
The hand ghost looked at his severed hand in confusion, as if he had just come to his senses now.
When it saw another boy wearing a fox mask appear, the look in its eyes became a little gloomy.
"Okay~ Very good! I didn't expect Linlong to be very capable this time. He actually taught three apprentices?"
Wait! The hand ghost seemed to have thought of something happy again, and his eyes narrowed slightly again.
A fox is very happy. Two foxes are twice as happy. Now, isn't it three times as happy? It felt extremely excited thinking that it could make Linlong lose three apprentices at the same time.
boom--
The huge arm was thrown out and hit the spot where Qiantu was standing just now.
So fast, Hand Ghost looked at the young man who had just arrived in front of him with some surprise. He was not at the same level as the two people before him. This boy was very strong!
Qiantu didn't notice the shock in Hand Ghost's eyes.
Instead, he dodged the attack and quickly approached. His movement brought with it the sound of howling wind, like an angry gust of wind, sweeping towards the ghost in front of him.
The hand ghost's expression became a little ferocious as he watched the boy's movements. These familiar movements were exactly the same as those of Lin Long, whom it hated!
"Don't even think about defeating me with the same sword skills again!"
It roared angrily, and the roar covered up the sound of breaking out of the ground.
Two thick arms sprang out from the ground at some point and grabbed the fast-moving Qiu Rabbit.
However, Qiantu's reaction and speed were extremely fast, and the hand ghost's attack had no effect at all.
Xuanhao watched this scene quietly. So far, it was the same as Xingshourou's inference. This boy was enough to deal with this ghost. No, it should be said that this boy was much stronger than this ghost. There was no any problem at all.
Reason will lose.
However, something unexpected happened.
"Click——"
The Nichirin sword in the boy's hand made a crisp sound and broke instantly.
The air seemed to suddenly become silent.
Qiang Tu looked at the broken Sun Lun Dao in his hand in disbelief, seemingly unable to react.
The hand ghost was also slightly stunned.
Because it didn't expect such a thing to happen.
It moves very slowly, and there is no way to dodge this knife. It can only protect its neck with its thick arms.
But the boy in front of him was obviously much stronger than him, and he originally thought he was dead.
But……
"Hehehehehahahahahahahahaha——"
Rampant laughter suddenly sounded.
The hand ghost looked at the stunned young man in front of him with great excitement.
"You didn't expect it, did you? My neck is not that easy to cut!"
Its neck was protected by multiple arms, and a weak swordsman was unable to cut it open. The young man in front of him seemed to have the ability to cut it open, but... his sword failed to hold it!
"Hahahahahaha——"
The hand ghost looked at the young man in front of him holding the broken Nichirin sword. This sword seemed to have been scarred before, and now it has finally reached its limit after being chopped on its neck. It is so lucky!
"God will not kill me!"
"go to hell!"
The thick ghost hands pinched Qiang Tu's head, and it seemed that he could see brains splattering everywhere in the next moment.
Xuanhao looked at the scene in the distance calmly.
Anjuro was desperately rushing towards Qiu Hao's position, but obviously, with his speed, it was impossible to catch up. By the time Anjuro got there, the ghosts might have finished killing everyone and hid.
"well……"
A helpless sigh sounded.
The scene in front of him was simply too familiar to Xuan Hao.
Almost the same thing happened before his eyes hundreds of years ago.
But at that time it was a girl who faced the crisis faced by the ghost, but this time it was a boy.
The two scenes overlapped in front of his eyes like an arrangement of fate.
Xuan Hao knew that, just like five hundred years ago, no one except himself could change the current situation.
"Is this what is called cause and effect?"
The murmuring voice echoed on the top of the mountain, but at this moment there was no trace of Xuan Hao on the top of the mountain.
Masaki, who had hid Tomioka Giyu, rushed back to support Chiu Usagi, but when she arrived, she only saw a desperate scene in front of her.
That strong ghost hand was about to pinch Qiang Tu's head, and it seemed that his head would explode only in the next moment.
A swordsman who loses his Nichirin Sword becomes helpless in front of the ghost.
Too late to dodge, too late to rescue.
Despair and deathly silence surged into the hearts of young girls.
Zhenji closed his eyes in despair, not noticing that at this moment, the wind started to rise.
On the mountain road leading to the valley, the wisteria flowers were still blooming. Suddenly, they moved.
The sweeping strong winds carried wisteria petals all over the field.
No one could see what was passing by, and people could only see a miraculous scene.
The wisteria that originally only bloomed at the end of the mountain road suddenly spread across the valley like a dragon.
Masaki, who didn't dare to open her eyes, smelled the fragrance of wisteria flowers. She opened her eyes in surprise and saw the rain of flowers all over the sky.
Qiang Tu, who was supposed to die at the hands of the ghost, lost consciousness and fell in front of her at some point.
And the ghost who wanted to crush Qiang Rabbit's head was screaming in pain in the wisteria flowers in the sky.
Wisteria flowers, which are harmless to humans, are highly poisonous to these ghosts.
"Breath of Fire, Nine Movements, Purgatory!"
The wisteria petals in the sky were scattered by Infernal Anjuro who came from Shanshan. He slashed out a sword at the fastest speed and rushed into the sea of flowers like a burning pillar of fire.
The strong wind had long since subsided, but the petals were still flying all over the sky. The huge figure fell to the ground, leaving only Infernal Anjuro who was standing there at a loss.
"what happened?"
Xingjulang was confused.
Although he was very happy looking at the rescued boy and girl in front of him, he didn't know what was going on.
Because he knew that he could not catch up, and the ones who caught up to save people were the wisteria petals that had somehow been swept here by the strong wind from the top of the mountain.
Anjuro turned his head to look at the top of the mountain in confusion. Apart from the wisteria tree still swaying in the wind, there was nothing special.
If there was anything...then the only one who stood on the top of the mountain and looked at him was the hidden member.
But the man seemed to have always been on the top of the mountain and never moved.
The dawn light rose from the top of the mountain. In the light, Anjuro's vision gradually became blurred, and he could not clearly see the figure on the top of the mountain.
The sun shining into the valley also heralds the end of the 'final selection'.
"Could it be that the gods are spiritual?" Xingjulang couldn't figure it out.
"That should be enough, right?"
Xuanhao, who returned to the top of the mountain, murmured to himself.
He was planning to hide in the dark and could not appear in the ghost's sight. However, he was very fast and no one, not even the ghost, could see his movements clearly.
As long as these ghosts cannot be seen, they have not appeared.
Everyone, including the ghost, could only see that it was Purgatory Anjurou who killed it.
"Sir, could you please help send the injured to Butterfly House?"
Purgatory Xingjulang carried the unconscious Qiu Tu back to the top of the mountain and said to Xuan Hao.
"Forehead……"
Xuan Hao was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
He almost forgot that he was here now, and it was Yin's job to send the wounded for treatment.
"But I'm alone..."
He looked at the wounded on the ground and fell into deep thought.
Where are the other hidden ones? Haven’t they arrived yet?
"Don't worry, we will help too! The final selection is over, and soon the lord will send someone to help," Purgatory Xingjulang seemed to see Xuanhao's distress and laughed.
Purgatory Anjuro carried the unconscious Qiutu on his back and gestured to Kanroji Mitsuri behind him.
In everyone's surprised eyes, this seemingly weak girl actually carried two people on her back without any effort and walked away. It seemed that the girl named Kanroji Mitsuri was quite big in every aspect.
…
The dense fog blocked the moonlight, making the whole city look extremely dark.
A painful groan came from an unnoticed corner of the city.
The swordsman wearing the uniform of the Demon Slayers fell in the dark shadows, and his entire body seemed to be swallowed by the black shadows on the ground.
If you look carefully, you will find that the shadow on the ground actually has sharp jagged teeth, slowly devouring the swordsman like a ferocious mouth that can swallow everything.
The flickering street lights illuminated his surroundings.
The swordsman felt his body sinking continuously, and looked at the wolf-shaped monsters that seemed to be made of shadows around him in horror.
The shadow wolves licked the blood from his body, as if they couldn't wait to swallow him.
And the reason why they resisted their bloodthirsty impulse was because their master didn't seem to have given the order yet.
"Click——"
The sound of a gun being loaded sounded.
"How much did I say about that guy? Ahhh...I remembered."
A devilish whisper echoed in the swordsman's ears.
This ghost has been murmuring since just now. It could kill him directly, but it seems to have fallen into madness like a neurotic.
The murmuring sound made the swordsman who fell to the ground unable to struggle feel even more desperate.
"I remember!?" The ghost caressed the gun in his hand, recalling something crazily. The muzzle of the gun was getting closer and closer to his head.
"Those frightening eyes like a rooster, a face as unpleasant as a rooster! Only that guy, I will never let him go! I will definitely seek revenge on him!"
"Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn!"
Its figure kept trembling, "The figure of that man is still lingering in my mind... Damn it!"
"boom--"
Gunfire rang out.
The swordsman who fell to the ground looked at the ghost in front of him in horror as he shot at his head.
"Damn it! Why can't I get rid of it? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!——"
The ghost groaned in pain, as if even if his head collapsed, he still couldn't get rid of the shadow in his heart.
"Ha...ahhhhhhh-"
A scream came from the swordsman's mouth.
The shadow wolves surrounding the swordsman on the ground began to bite madly.
"Wuwu - it really hurts!" The ghost struggled and covered his head, "Ah? Have you been eaten already? I'm really sorry, I'm a little emotional."
It looked at the corpse on the ground with some confusion, saying an apology, but its eyes were full of anger and resentment.
"Woooooooo..."
The ghost closed its eyes, covering its face and shaking its head crazily. Soon it breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm saved. The blood rushed to my head just now, and I almost died of anger."
The words '下二' were engraved in the pupils of its open eyes, and a trace of doubt suddenly appeared in these ferocious eyes. It seemed that it was a little confused because of the shooting just now.
"Al? How much did I say about that guy?"
The ghost seemed to have circled back to the original problem and fell into madness again.
…
early morning.
Xuanhao came to Purgatory's house with a letter from Uyashiki Yoshiya.
Delivering letters was also one of Yin's tasks. He had originally planned to visit Purgatory's house, so he took this opportunity to stop by.
The door of the mansion was pushed open, and what greeted him was a little boy who looked to be only a few years old.
The little boy has a face and hairstyle that are very similar to that of Purgatory Anjuro. There is no difference except that he is a little smaller and his eyes are much softer.
He is the younger brother of Purgatory Anjuro, Purgatory Senjuro.
Senjuro opened the door with some confusion. When he saw clearly the uniform the person was wearing, he soon knew that he was a member of the Demon Slayer Corps' Hidden Division.
"Ah! Please come in!" Qian Shoulang politely welcomed Xuan Hao into the mansion, "Sir, are you here to see your father?"
Senjuro knew that this was not the first time that members of the Yinbu came to Purgatory's house, and the purpose of each visit was almost the same, which was to visit his father, who was the Flame Pillar.
"Yes." Xuan Hao nodded lightly, "This is a letter entrusted to me by Uyashiki, inviting Yanzhu to attend the Zhuhe meeting."
Ubuyashiki? Senjuro was a little confused, why did this hidden member call his lord by his last name? But he didn't think much about it and continued to lead Xuanhao to his father's room.
"No, no! I told you not to come looking for me!"
An extremely impatient voice came from the room.
"Alas..." Qian Shoulang, who knocked on the door, sighed and turned around helplessly to apologize to Xuan Hao.
"Sorry, sir, my father...has been like this for a long time. He has been shutting himself in his room. He doesn't want to go anywhere, and he doesn't want to see anyone who comes to visit."
"It doesn't matter." Xuan Hao didn't care. After all, I heard that Yan Zhu's wife passed away not long ago, and it was normal to be autistic.
"Anyway, I've delivered the letter, so I don't have to worry about the rest."
Xuanhao handed the letter to the little boy in front of him.
"Okay, I will find a way to convey it to my father," Qianshou Lang took the letter and showed a helpless smile, "Sir, please take a break after coming from afar. I made some snacks. I hope you can
Have a taste.”
"Uh... ok."
Facing the smile of this sensible child, Xuan Hao couldn't bear to refuse.
This year's Yanzhu is not good, not a single child is sensible.
"May I have your name?"
"My name is Purgatory Senjuro. Where are you, sir?" Senjuro asked.
"Um..." Xuan Hao was stunned, "Sorry, it's not convenient to mention my name at the moment."
His name currently seems to be known only to the Lord of the Demon Slayer Corps and the other pillars. In short, the fewer people who know it, the better, because he is now a 'dead man'.
Only the butterfly sisters and Uyashiki Yoshiya know about his awakening.
"Ah?" Senjuro was a little disappointed. This Yin seemed to be very mysterious. He called his lord by his surname and refused to reveal his name.
However, the nature of Yin's work requires secrecy, so Senjuro didn't pay much attention to it and quickly cheered up, "That's it, it doesn't matter! Sir, please go to the dojo over there and wait for me. I'll prepare snacks."
"Um."
Xuanhao walked towards the dojo pointed by Senjuro.
As soon as I walked to the door of the dojo, I heard the sound of wooden swords clashing inside.
He gently opened the door of the dojo and saw two familiar figures sparring inside.
"Hahahaha——" Purgatory Anjuro laughed and waved his sword, constantly attacking the girl in front of him.
"What's wrong! What's wrong? You haven't practiced for a while and your body has become sluggish!"
"Hey--" Kanroji Mitsuri closed her eyes tightly and waved her wooden sword wildly to resist the attack, looking a little at a loss.
"How can you be a Demon Slayer swordsman if you can't even withstand this level of attack? Come on!"
Anjuro yelled, "Come on, come on," and waved his sword.
"But...but I'm so hungry that my chest is touching my back!" Mitsuri Kanroji shouted aggrievedly, "I just hope I can eat some snacks and take a rest!"
You call this...the front against the back? Xuanhao looked at the undulating waves in front of Ganluji Mili in a daze. It would be difficult to touch her own back...
"No way! We just had lunch not long ago! Practice a thousand more times, come on!" Purgatory Anjuro thought Kanroji Mitsuri was joking with him, so he laughed and continued to attack.
"Gulu gulu gulu gulu——"
There was a strange sound in the dojo.
"Look how hungry the child is..." Xuan Hao covered his face and pretended not to hear.
After all, she is a girl, so she probably doesn't want anyone to hear her belly making such a loud sound.
"Haha..." Qian Shoulang came over with a plate and smiled awkwardly at Xuan Hao, "I'm sorry, sir, for making you laugh."
With that said, he knocked on the door again to alert the two people who were practicing swordplay in the dojo.
"Brother, Miss Mili! You have worked hard. I made some snacks. Can you take a break for a while?"
"Wow! Thank you, Senjuro!"
When Mitsuri Kanroji heard Senjuro's voice, she seemed to grasp at a life-saving straw.
Crying, "Oh no," and rushing towards Senjuro with drooling water.
The ups and downs of the waves slapped Qian Shou Lang's face, causing Qian Shou Lang to bear pressure that he should not bear at his age, and his whole little face turned red.
"Hey, hey! We haven't finished practicing yet!"
Purgatory Anjuro was shouting from behind, holding up a wooden sword, but Kanroji Mitsuri had already stuffed snacks into her mouth and didn't hear her at all.
"Ah..." Qianjuro finally regained his breath after struggling out of the waves, "Brother! You should also take a rest. There are snacks you haven't eaten before."
"Huh!?" Xingjulang's eyes flashed when he heard this, "I haven't eaten it before, I'm curious!" His thoughts were completely written on his face.
"Okay! Rest!"
"Sir, please invite me too." Qian Shoulang politely handed a snack to Xuan Hao.
"Okay, thank you." Xuan Hao took off the scarf on his face and thanked him with a smile.
"Ah? So it turns out that Yin can show his face?" Senshouro was a little curious.
"Of course, it's daytime now." Xuan Hao replied matter-of-factly, since no ghosts would be able to see him during the day.
"Oh..." Qian Juro nodded in understanding, but he thought in his heart, this person is so strange, why can he show his face but not his name?
"Hahaha, you are here, sir!" Purgatory Anjuro noticed the man next to his younger brother.
Although this was the first time he saw this man's face, he had already memorized the aura of this man during the previous 'final selection' and would not recognize him wrongly.
"Well, I'm here to deliver a letter." Xuan Hao nodded lightly.
"Is there something important to inform you?" Anjuro asked.
"It's a notice about the Zhuhe meeting."
"Oh! I understand!" Xingjulang smiled, "Don't worry, I will tell father! Thank you for your hard work!"
"Hard work is nothing to mention." Xuan Hao nodded slightly, tasting the snacks given by Qian Julang. He thought that the two children of the Purgatory family were much more sensible than their father.
"tasty."
He smiled and praised the child named Senjuro.
But this snack... Xuanhao looked at the snack in his hand and frowned. It didn't taste like Japanese snacks.
"Hahaha, of course, Senjuro is the best cook in our family!" Anjuro patted his younger brother's shoulder proudly, then took a bite of the snack and said, "Yeah! It's really delicious!"
"This is a Western-style snack that is very popular recently. Miss Mitsuri taught me how to make it, so I tried to make it." Senjuro explained with a smile.
"Wow! Senjuro is really great!" Mitsuri Kanroji hugged Senjuro again and praised.
"Western style?" Xuan Hao suddenly realized, no wonder he always felt a sense of disobedience.
Wait! Western snacks... Oh my! Xuan Hao suddenly realized something. What era is it now?
He only knew that he had slept for five hundred years and did not know the changes in the world. Now it seems that the times have changed even more than he imagined! Has even Western culture spread to this backward land?
No, I have to take the time to go to the city and have a look! Xuanhao feels like a country bumpkin now. He must have stayed in a backward era for so long that he almost forgot that he is a modern person.
Thinking of this, Xuan Hao stood up and prepared to leave.
"Then if I don't have anything else to do, I'll take my leave."
"Okay, please be safe, sir." The two brothers from the Purgatory family saw off the guests politely.
What kind of safety should you pay attention to during the day? Xuanhao smiled slightly, these two children are quite good, you can take care of them when you have time.
He put on the scarf and left the Purgatory family's mansion, preparing to go for a walk in the town.
Five hundred years have passed, and he only noticed his surroundings, but almost forgot that the world was also developing. If technology had developed enough, wouldn't it be much easier to find Muzan Kibutsuji?
But Xuanhao soon became disappointed.
When he arrived at the most prosperous imperial capital, looking at the almost medieval city in front of him and the steaming train, he quickly determined that he seemed to be thinking too much.
Times have changed, but not completely.
The technological level of this world has at best entered the steam age. Surveillance, satellites, detectors, etc. are simply out of the question.
"well……"
Xuan Hao sighed, but it was right to think about it. If it were that easy, Muzan wouldn't have been able to hide for so long. Without waiting for him to find Muzan, the Demon Slayer Squad would have already arrived with a rocket launcher to bring warmth.
…
After Xuan Hao left Purgatory's house.
Purgatory Anjuro was sitting on his knees in his father's room.
This is a very simple room with almost no furniture display. Apart from the bed on the floor, there are only clothes hangers on the side.
Hanging on the wooden hanger is the haori that is the symbol of the Purgatory family. This haori attracts the attention of Purgatory Anjuro like a burning fire.
What his mother once told him when she was still alive.
"Listen carefully, Anjuro! That is the Haori that only Flame Pillar is qualified to wear. You want to become an outstanding Flame Pillar like your father."
But now my father... Anjuro looked at the man who was drinking wine in front of him. The room was filled with a strong smell of alcohol, and empty wine bottles almost surrounded his father.
"Father, someone from the Yinbu has just come to inform you to attend the Hashira Conference." Xingjuro said respectfully.
"No, if you want to participate, you can go by yourself. I don't care." The man didn't look back and carried the empty wine can. He seemed to be more concerned about whether he had a drink than the Zhuhe meeting.
"But...father..."
"Snapped--"
The wine can whizzed past Anjuro's ears and hit the wall behind him, shattering into pieces.
"It's so noisy! Don't talk to me! You can't become a great person anyway. Whether it's the Breath of Fire or the Pillar, they're all useless! It's so boring!"
The man cursed impatiently.
Anjuro did not contradict his father, but silently stood up and exited the room.
Although he is not sure what happened to his father, his desire has not changed at all - to become an outstanding Yanzhu like his father.
Purgatory Shinichiro put on his uniform, put his sword on his waist, and decided to go to the lord's residence to attend the Hashira Meeting on his father's behalf.
afternoon.
The bright sunshine shines in the courtyard.
Under the eaves of the old mansion is a shaded area where the sun cannot reach it.
Ubuyashiki Yōya slowly sat down with the support of his two daughters.
Outside the eaves, several figures standing in the sun knelt down on one knee and saluted when they saw his arrival.
"My lord!"
The same name was shouted from their mouths.
Hearing everyone's calls, Uyashiki Yoya showed a soft smile on his face.
"My lovely swordsmen, I haven't seen you for half a year. How are you all?"
"Yes!" The pillars responded together, "It's great to see that your lord is still healthy."
Ubuyashiki Yoshiya nodded slightly. He looked around at the few pillars who came here, with a trace of worry in his cloudy eyes. "Compared with last time, the number of people is much smaller. But the power of Kibutsuji Muzan is still strong, and
It has become more and more ready to take action recently.”
"I'm really sorry, but I may have to trouble you even more in the future. I hope you can cooperate with each other more than in the past and work hard to accomplish the task."
"As ordered." The pillars replied respectfully.
Wind Pillar Immortal Kawa Saneya paused for a moment, and then seemed to remember something.
He turned his gaze to Purgatory Anjuro who was kneeling beside him.
"Why is it that the person who came to attend the Hashira meeting is not Hashira? What happened to Lord Flame Hashira Purgatory Makijuro?"
As he spoke, Immortal Kawa Saneya looked at Purgatory Anjurou who was kneeling on the ground with a somewhat dangerous look, as if hoping that he could give a reasonable explanation.
"Hey! Are you trying to say that you are qualified to perform tasks on behalf of Hashira?" A dangerous smile appeared on the face of Immortal Kawa Saneya, and the wounds on his face looked very ferocious.
"Father, he..." Purgatory Xingjulang was stunned. He was attracted by the momentum of the wind pillar in front of him.
That's right, it's not a shock, but an attraction.
Although Immortal Kawa Saneya's appearance is very charming, Purgatory Anjurou still has a smile on his face.
"Are these pillars? What a group of powerful people!" Purgatory Anjuro felt a little excited. He looked at these pillars who could fight powerful ghosts with only respect in his eyes.
"Okay, Saneya, don't bully him too much." Ubuyashiki Yoya said softly, "I came to Anjuro to ask him to explain things about his father, Makijuro."
As he said that, he turned his gaze to Xingjulang, "Xingjulang, everyone is worried about your father. Can you tell us how he is doing at home?"
"..."
Purgatory Anjuro was silent for a while.
"I'm not sure... but since my mother, Rinhui, passed away, my father seems to have lost his motivation. He always drinks when he goes on a mission, and now he has locked himself in his room, unable to leave.
I don’t want to see outsiders either.”
"Ah... it's such a pity..." Yanzhu lamented, tears streaming down his empty eyes. He clasped his hands together and clutched the rosary as if he was praying for something, "Master Makijuro is a very qualified person.
He should have been the one to lead everyone..."
"Tsk——"
Yinzhu Yusui Tianyuan adjusted his hair, "Yinzhu's current state cannot be the pillar of the swordsmen, and it will even affect morale. I suggest that he just retire."
"Agree." Immortal Sekawa Saneya also nodded in agreement, "Although the number of pillars is insufficient, in his current state, if he continues to be drunk, the lord will not be able to entrust the task to him. What should we do?
"
"Don't worry! It's no problem!" Purgatory Anjuro said seriously, "As long as I become a flame pillar, if my father sees me becoming a pillar, he will definitely be able to return to his original appearance!"
"Oh? Hahaha!" Yusui Tianyuan smiled softly, as if he had heard something interesting.
"Hey," Immortal Kawa Saneya once again showed his kind smile, "Purgatory Anjuro, you are quite confident, right?"
There seemed to be a strong wind blowing in the courtyard.
Immortal Kawa Saneya didn't know when he had arrived in front of the kneeling Purgatory Anjurou and looked down at him.
"Zhu is not someone who can do this job casually."
He lowered his head and stared at Xing Jurou in front of him with some terrifying eyes.
But Purgatory Anjuro did not give in at all, his eyes were still serious, and there was no fear in his eyes when he looked at Immortal Kawa Saneya, "Of course I know the conditions for promotion to the pillar!"
"Oh? Really?" Fusukawa Saneya glared at the kneeling man in front of him, then looked back at Ubuya Shiki Yōya, "My lord, I'm sorry."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ubuyashiki Yoshiya didn't wait for his response.
His raised leg kicked towards Purgatory Anjuro's head like a storm.
"The River of Immortality!"
You Zhu stood up and wanted to stop it, but it was too late.
The two were already fighting fiercely. Oh no, no, it should be a one-sided beating.
"You should hurry up and become a pillar for me!"
Immortal Sekawa Saneya kept shaking his fist at the young man in front of him, grinning whether he was smiling or angry, "The post's position has always been vacant. When will you come? When will you be promoted? Hurry up and do the work.
! Just talking is useless! Bastard!"
He threw punch after punch, but Purgatory Anjuro just kept blocking and never fought back.
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