Chapter 149 - Just Use Wisteria Flowers (Two-in-One)

In the alley at night.

Snap.

The second evil spirit suddenly descended from the night and landed behind the father and daughter, completely forcing them into a dead end.

"It's thin blood..." The second evil ghost licked his teeth ferociously.

"Asshole! This thin blood belongs to me!" The first evil ghost that came yelled angrily at the other evil ghost.

Although the adult recently issued an order to reduce the number of times he goes out.

But this does not hinder ordinary ghosts like them. This kind of order is generally aimed at very powerful ghosts, such as ghosts at the Ghost Moon level.

At this time.

"Oh! There happen to be two, one for you and one for me?"

A leisurely voice came from deep in the alley.

The evil ghost blocked in front of the father and daughter. He looked back in shock at the direction of the sound coming from behind him.

Sniff.

He shrugged his nose, and a breath of human breath instantly poured into his nasal cavity.

He grinned:

"Hey hey hey, two more people came to the door."

The evil spirit's eyes rolled slightly.

"Which side should I eat first?"

His spine twisted his head at a strange angle and looked behind him at the two figures standing on the eaves of the alley.

The two figures were talking like this.

"If you cut it on the neck, you won't die if you cut it elsewhere."

"If you want to cut it elsewhere, that's fine."

"I see."

Monk Quan Nai, a monk from Enichi Kuni, stood on the edge of the walls on both sides of the alley, holding a knife and quietly examining the evil ghost.

"...Huh?" The evil ghost's eyes suddenly became bloodshot, and the dense veins were clearly visible through the thin skin: "Cut the neck?"

"...Are they from the Demon Slayer Squad again?"

"It's like bugs. They are everywhere. It's so annoying."

The evil ghost cursed angrily, and the smelly saliva kept dripping as his lips trembled.

The father and daughter on the side were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground. The strong smell of blood coming from the evil ghost had already made their throats numb!

boom!

"A mere human..." The evil ghost slammed the ground, and the second evil ghost did the same.

And just when they were shouting.

Click.

Ji Guoyuan grasped the handle of the sword and pulled out the Nichirin sword from his waist.

He held the handle of the knife with one hand, feeling the instinct coming from deep within his body.

"call……"

The rhythm of his breathing was the same as usual. Jiguo Enichi's sword gradually became red and bright, and the temperature gradually increased.

"Go to hell!!" The evil ghost saw the timing of Jiguoyuan's breath. He jumped suddenly and stabbed Jiguoyuan's chest with his sharp claws!

next moment.

Uh-huh!

boom!

A bright ray of light, like rising red flames, suddenly burst out and slashed across the neck of the first evil ghost in an instant!

"Oh...how is it possible..." The moment his pupils contracted to the extreme, the evil ghost's head was already flying high!

Snap.

Ji Guoyuan held the red He Dao, waved his wrist lightly, and turned his head to look at the weak and paralyzed evil ghost.

The father and daughter who collapsed on the ground looked at the evil ghost whose head was instantly cut off in panic. They quickly turned to look at the second evil ghost behind them.

Bones.

However, he discovered that the head of the second evil ghost with a horrified expression had also fallen to the ground.

Not far away, Shang Quannai was slowly landing on the ground, putting the bone knife with a little red mist into the sheath on his waist.

Click.

As for the effect of the blood mist rising on the bone knife, it does exist and can increase the range of the slash.

But more importantly…

Please, can there be some cool special effects on the knife?

Behind him, Jiguo Yuanyi was in the same situation, but he was holding the red and hot He Dao, silently looking at the evil ghost struggling on the ground and turning into ashes.

"Are you okay?"

Shang Quannai turned his head and looked at the collapsed man and the little girl in his arms who was so frightened that her eyes were full of tears.

Sniff.

He shrugged his nose. My wife Renshan had been staying for a long time, and Shang Quanna could vaguely sense something.

Thin blood?

It smells the same as my wife Renshan's.

He was stunned for a moment, and then his hand unconsciously touched the wisteria flower sachet on his waist.

Click.

As soon as Ji Guoyuan put the sword into its sheath, he also approached.

The man looked at the two people who were approaching, and then at the evil ghost on the ground that was gradually turning into ashes. His mind, which had been in business for many years, was already frightened and was spinning rapidly.

saved.

Survived... again.

No need to die.

Very good.

The happiness of escaping death came over him. The man held his daughter in his arms. He lowered his head tremblingly and breathed rapidly for a while.

"Father..." The little girl opened her eyes tremblingly and fearfully. She wiped her face that was already full of tears and hugged her father tightly.

"It's okay, it's okay." The man gently comforted the frightened daughter in his arms, his eyes heavy.

Just... I don’t know how much it will cost to survive this time.

Yes, in his mind, in this era of war, no one would do anything "chivalrous and righteous".

There is war now.

Everyone has lost so much, and sorrow is something common to all.

Even dead people are becoming commonplace.

This is a fact that neither a person nor an army can change.

Who would meddle in other people's business at a time like this?

Whenever something like this happens, it must be the "uncle" who comes to loot property.

Just now, from the corner of my eye, I seemed to see the two people holding knives in their hands.

Is he a samurai?

No, it should be Ashigaru. Samurai probably wouldn't come to such a place.

The man lowered his head, sweat dripping from his forehead, thinking nervously.

Then he raised his head and looked at Shang Quannai and Jiguo Yuanyi with serious expressions.

"You two..."

"This is for your daughter." Shang Quannai patted the man's shoulder and interrupted his words. He handed the somewhat dazed man two wisteria flower sachets:

"It contains wisteria flowers. Carrying it with you can reduce your attraction to the monster just now."

The man blankly took the wisteria flower sachet from Shang Quan Nai. He looked at Shang Quan Nai in confusion.

Is this some new code word for extorting wealth?

Just when the man was thinking a lot, Shang Quannai had already stood up.

He patted Jiguo Enichi on the shoulder, and then walked towards the corner of the alley, minding his own business:

"Let's go, why don't we find two more?"

Shang Quannai said slowly. In fact, he and Ji Guoyuan spent a long time looking for these two ghosts alone.

There are indeed fewer ghosts operating in human areas.

Next, if you want to hunt ghosts, you may have to go directly to their homes to hunt them out.

As soon as Ji Guoyuan turned around, he nodded to the man, and then slowly followed Shang Quannai:

"No."

The man looked at the backs of the two men in a daze, he couldn't believe it.

have they gone? Aren't you going to ask me for money?

Really?

Tread...tread...

Whoosh!

The two of them jumped up to the eaves on the side.

When he was sure that the two were about to leave, the man's throat squirmed twice. He looked at the two who jumped on the eaves, quickly stretched out his hand and shouted:

"etc!"

As a businessman, he completely changed his inner thoughts at this moment, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

On the eaves of a house not far away, Shang Quannai and Ji Guoyuan turned around in confusion and glanced at the man.

boom!

The man lowered his head and said in a trembling voice:

"You two..."

"You two have saved your life! I am very grateful!!"

Although he has his own way of doing things, in this situation, he can only express gratitude in this way.

——Tsuchiaza.

The man paused. He thought about what he wanted to say and re-woven it.

His voice was dull, but it reached their ears extremely clearly:

"Can you tell me the family numbers of your two Excellencies? I will definitely come to thank you!"

The man raised his head, his eyes flashing.

Not far away, Ji Guoyuan and Shang Quanna looked at each other.

"That thing is a ghost, a cannibal."

Shang Quannai pointed at the ashes from afar and then pointed at himself:

"We don't have a family, we are from the Demon Slayer Corps."

After saying this, Shang Quannai glanced at the little girl in the man's arms who was wiping tears with a curious expression, turned and left.

Ji Guoyuan followed him and jumped off the eaves.

In the alley.

The man stared blankly at the place where the two left, holding the two wisteria sachets in his hands.

"...Demon Slayer Squad."

He is still in a daze.

For some reason, he seemed to find a glimmer of hope for his powerless self.

Someone is doing it, trying to break the fact that has become reasonable for this sad era.

He lowered his head and looked at the sachet in his hand. His trembling hands, stained with some blood, gently opened the bundle of the sachet, revealing the wisteria stems inside:

"…wisteria flowers."

"Father." At this time, the little girl pulled her father's finger and asked, "What was that bright red light just now?"

"Father doesn't know either." The man tied the sachet again and carefully tied it around his daughter's waist. He shook his head:

"But it must not be a bad thing."

"Okay, let's go home."

The man stood up, hugged his daughter, and walked out of the alley with one staggering step.

The sound of father and daughter talking slowly came.

"Xiao Jin."

"What's the matter, father?"

"Before, weren't we discussing family crests?"

"Now, father has a good proposal."

"what? What?"

…

"Use wisteria flowers to make a family crest."

"Your mother will definitely like it too."

…

…

the other side.

The entrance to Knife Forging Village.

On both sides of the door were two fire lamps, which were burning slowly and crackling, illuminating the night environment.

"Thank you for taking care of me during this period." Ciyilang stood in front of the village chief and bowed to Tie Qiao, the village chief and others.

"It's okay, this is what it should be." The village chief nodded, his old voice still had such a tone: "Isn't Lord Shangquan here?"

"Master Kamiizumi, he should be hunting ghosts outside." Jiichiro answered the village chief's question.

"Well, there's nothing we can do about it." The village chief nodded regretfully.

My wife Shancun stood aside, and he looked a little impatient.

He stared at the Fire Man mask on the village chief's face.

How can this old man say so? !

He reached out and tugged on Jiichiro's clothes, and he lowered his voice:

"Let's go quickly...sister is in Saagiri Mountain now...!"

"Then we won't disturb you. You guys have a good trip." The village chief saw my wife Shancun's anxiety with sharp eyes, and he said naturally as he is a good person.

"Feel sorry…"

Ciichiro smiled coquettishly, and then he and my wife Shancun stepped onto the carriage.

"Goodbye~" Tie Qiao waved to the carriage that was gradually moving away.

…

…

As soon as Ji Kunoyuan returned to the sword-forging village and thanked the sword-forging master Tie Qiao once again, he and Shang Quanna returned to Saagiri Mountain.

Purgatory Jinjuro chose to stay in the Sword Forging Village, and what he had to do was not finished yet.

After all, he had only been here for less than a day.

…

Saagiri Mountain.

The sky was slightly pale, and it seemed like it was going to be dawn soon.

Physician's Hall.

"Yuanyi~" Udo held the child in his arms and waited anxiously at the door of the doctor's office. The moment he saw Yuanyi, he rushed over:

"It's been a long time since I've been there..."

"Feel sorry."

After a brief but warm hug, the couple began their daily chat.

Shang Quannai, who was following Ji Guoyuanyi, looked livid. He didn't really want to listen to the two people's talk.

Creak...

Reaching out and pushing open the door of the doctor's office, Shang Quannai walked in.

In the lobby, almost all the pillars were sitting here, looking at the ceiling in a daze.

It was night, but there was no task to complete.

It's so bizarre.

From the room on the side, a very loud voice came:

"Sister! Do you still remember me? I am Shancun!"

"...Ah, um...little Shancun..."

"…Who are you?"

"Shan Cun!"

Zhu Shi stood outside the room with a headache. She shook her head and sighed.

"What's wrong?" Shang Quanna asked as he looked at Zhu Shi's troubled appearance.

Zhu Shi turned her head when she heard the words. After she saw Shang Quan Nai, the sadness on her face did not diminish. She said slowly:

"Under my guidance, Miss Yuzi has recovered some memories, but..."

Jushi sighed.

"The memories she recovered were all from her childhood and after she became a ghost."

"Those memories of cannibalism made her a little delirious, and she even cried out that she wanted to die as an apology at first."

"well…"

"We can only rely on time to recover." Zhu Shi shook her head. The longer she stayed in the Demon Slayer Corps, the more she felt that her abilities were limited.

Up to now, even her own cannibalistic desire can only be barely restrained, but cannot be completely resisted.

Powerlessness filled Zhu Shi's heart.

At this time, my wife Tamako’s shout suddenly sounded in the room:

"correct!"

"Father! Father is still at Sensoji Temple!"

…

…

Sensoji Temple.

"Amitabha…"

The old-looking monk knocked on the wooden fish. He walked out of the courtyard worriedly and glanced at the sky that was about to brighten.

Then he looked at the main hall of Sensoji Temple, and the familiar figure squatting there and wailing did not appear in his impression.

"...haven't you come back yet?"

Suddenly, the monk's pupils shrank, and he thought of a possibility.

"Could it be that…"

At this time.

Snap! Snap!

Two ghosts landed on the eaves of Sensoji Temple. They looked at the old monk condescendingly. The ghosts with "Xiawu" and "Xiasi" in their eyes said unscrupulously:

"Stupid old man!"

"Still pretending here!"

"Now, Lord Tamago... no, that crazy woman is no longer here!"

"You have no one to protect you!"

When the old monk heard this, his pupils trembled slightly, and the blood vessels on the back of his old hands were clearly visible.

Snapped!

He reached out and grasped the Vajra leaning against the wall.

He glanced at the rising sun in the sky, turned his head and glared at the two ghosts.

"I am the Buddha with mercy."

The vajra in his hand.

Forged from orangutan scarlet ore.