Chapter 119 - Cultivation After the War

…

Physician's Hall.

Yellow lights flickered in the corridor.

Since Zhu Shi came to the doctor's office, the windows and doors that were originally open during the day have been tightly closed, leaving no gaps for sunlight to penetrate.

Room door.

"That boy...is he the one from my wife's family?"

Kanroji Sakuracake frowned. She unexpectedly glanced at Jiichiro who had lost his arm, and then looked at my wife Shancun who was making a lot of noise.

"My name is Shancun, my wife Shancun." Shang Quannai said calmly and came up with Huang Mao's name for her.

"Oh ~ I remembered, you are a very serious little guy."

"But, I remember, his hair...could it be that..." Kanroji Sakurabi touched her chin in confusion.

"Well, it's what you think."

"…sharp."

…

"...Ganlu Temple."

Shang Quannai held a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth. He looked at the looming yellow soul of my wife Shancun and asked Ganlu Temple who was leaning against the door frame.

"…What?"

Ganluji Yingbing squinted his eyes and looked at my wife Shancun who was twitching and fighting in the room. She twitched the corner of her mouth and looked a little helpless.

"...Do you believe in reincarnation?"

Kanroji Sakuracake looked at my wife Shancun's flowing yellow hair in the room, supported her forehead with her wrist, and said helplessly:

"I... didn't believe it before."

"…What now?"

"I believe it."

…

inside the room.

Jiichiro sat up from the bed and looked at my wife Zencun who was in pain on the other bed:

"By the way Shancun, how did you use that move?"

"Are you not injured?" Ciichiro jumped out of bed, reached out and gently squeezed my wife Shancun's calf.

After discovering that the opponent's muscles were really not broken, Jiichiro's eyes widened in surprise:

"It's amazing, I'm actually not injured..."

Jiichiro sighed and stretched out his hand to squeeze my wife Shancun's calf, once again confirming that the other party's muscles were not broken.

"Eh?" My wife, who was repenting for what she had just done, looked at Jiichiro in surprise.

He scratched his head in embarrassment, shook his hand, and said with a smile:

"It's not that powerful..."

"How did you do it?" Jiichiro's eyes were full of curiosity and confusion.

In his opinion, the kind of swordsmanship required was simply inhuman swordsmanship.

What my wife Shancun can do is simply unreasonable.

He frowned tightly, watching my wife Shancun start to think, and was ready to take notes.

"Hmm... let me think about it." My wife Shancun looked at the ceiling, thought for a moment, and then answered Jiichiro seriously:

"First do this, and then you will feel like someone is pulling you."

"Then let go of your body, and that person will pull you and rush over!"

"Finally draw your sword and chop off the ghost's head..."

As my wife Shancun spoke, she suddenly felt something was wrong with Ciichiro's expression.

He raised his head in confusion.

But he was surprised to find that Jiichiro's eyes were blank, with a look of sudden realization on his face.

My wife, Shancun, approached Ciichiro and heard clearly that he seemed to be mumbling to himself.

"Ah...he is a genius..."

Jiichiro stared blankly at my wife Shancun's gestures, feeling numb in his heart.

"Eh?! Jiichiro? Are you okay? Jiichiro!?" My wife Shancun reached out and shook Jiichiro with a worried look on her face.

"Ah! That's right!" Ciichiro suddenly realized and looked at my wife Shancun.

"what? What?"

"I created a sword move of my own, do you want to see it?"

“If you want to see it, you must see it!”

Click!

Jiichiro stood up, pulled out the Raikiri from the sheath on the side, and skillfully made a sword with his left hand.

Uh-huh!

The black blade was wrapped in the wind. Jiichiro narrowed his eyes, recalling the clear feeling in his mind when he was on the verge of death not long ago.

Crack! Snapped!

A few weak invisible blue thunderbolts burst out from the lightning, rubbing against the air.

At this time, Zhu Shi walked into the room with the prepared medicine.

She looked at Jiichiro in surprise and hurriedly snatched Raikiri from Jiichiro's hand.

Snapped!

Then he put Raikiri back into the scabbard.

"Please take a good rest if you are injured."

Tamashi pushed Jiichiro back on the bed with a cold sweat on his face, and replaced the covering medicine on the amputated part of his arm.

"Yes..." Jiichiro scratched his head in embarrassment.

…

In the lobby of the doctor's office.

Kanroji Sakuracake went back to work on the shrine festival, leaving Naosenna alone in the doctor's office.

Shang Quannai sat on the chair, stuffing his hands into his wide sleeves, seeming to have some concerns in his heart.

Jiichiro lost his right arm and there was no way to recover it in a short time.

And his usual hand seems to be his right hand.

In other words - Inagaki Jiichiro will definitely not be able to sit in Naruhashira's position.

So, the most suitable candidate right now is...

He turned his head and looked at my wife Shancun who was holding her abdomen and trying to sit up in the open room.

That's right, it seems that he is the only candidate for Mingzhu's replacement.

Recalling how my wife Shancun behaved at the time, Shang Quannai frowned slightly.

——This kid...can he do it?

At this time, the door of the doctor's office suddenly opened.

Squeak...

The reinstalled wooden door was slowly pushed open, and sunlight leaked into the doctor's office along the cracks in the door, bringing a ray of heat to the warm lighting inside.

"excuse me!"

A swordsman wearing white sleeves, blond hair, and piercing eyes came in.

Then he turned around and closed the door.

Click.

His bright eyes swept across the lobby of the doctor's office, and he and Shang Quanna instantly looked at each other.

"Hey! Lord Shangquan!" Purgatory Jinjuro turned around, with a confident smile on his face. He greeted Shangquan Nai: "Good afternoon!"

"Excuse me, where are Iwami Inkstone and the others?"

Purgatory Jinjuro glanced around the room in the doctor's office with his clear eyes, and asked Shang Quanna:

"I heard from your lord that Inkstone Jiuma and Jiichiro were seriously injured in the battle with evil spirits, and they are currently recuperating in the doctor's hall!"

Purgatory Jinshoulang looked at Shang Quannai with his red-flame pupils, and said angrily.

"Yes." Shang Quannai nodded, the dog's tail grass in his mouth was shaking up and down, and he pointed to the room beside him: "Yanzhu and Mingzhu are both in that room."

"Oh! Thank you very much!"

Purgatory Jinjuro looked along Shang Quannai's finger and instantly saw Inkstone meditating in the room. He nodded to Shang Quannai.

Then he strode towards the room with rapid strides.

Because it is daytime now, the pillars will have some free time after finishing their daily training.

The Demon Slayer Team will only get busy at night, or when the Demon Crow once again discovers an evil ghost that needs the help of the Pillars to kill.

The Demon Slayer Squad, which had just experienced a battle during the day, might get a rare night's rest.