Chapter 153 - The Most Important Thing Between People Is Trust

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"That's it...I understand, thank you." Uyashiki Sukeyo was lying on the roof. He slowly listened to the descriptions of the two Yin players, and then nodded.

"No! This is what we should do...!" Team member Yin quickly got excited, raised his head and waved his hand, but he was very happy in his heart.

"My lord, we will retreat first so as not to disturb your rest."

The corner of another Yin team member's mouth twitched. He pulled at Yin who looked happy, and then hurriedly spoke to Ubuyashiki Fuyo.

"Yes." Ubuyashiki Sukeyo smiled and nodded, then slowly moved his head back.

"Hehehe..." Yin smiled silly and touched the back of his head.

"Idiot! Let's go!" The other Yin Yin couldn't bear it anymore, slapped Sha Le's Yin head and forcibly pulled him away.

On the roof, Ubuyashiki, who had lost his eyesight, didn't know what happened, but was thinking quietly in his heart.

"The family with the wisteria flower family pattern..."

"The businessman...is a nice person..."

"...Unfortunately, I can't walk anymore." He sighed.

If the curse has not seriously affected him, he will definitely visit and thank the other person for his behavior.

It would be even better if they could be recruited into the Demon Slayer Corps and become a subsidiary organization like the Sword Forging Village.

In such an era, it is not easy to do this.

However, in such darkness, although weak, they always yearn for the light persistently, which is exactly what they have always done.

He couldn't help but think of his child, and Uyashiki Sukeyo felt a little better.

His children seem to be more talented than him.

Perhaps...with the help of those two...the Dark Ages can really end here.

Just as he was thinking for a moment, the door inside the roof was pushed open.

Squeak...

The old wooden door made an overwhelming sound.

"Fu Shi, are you okay?" Chenji appeared at the door, holding a medicine bottle in her hand. This was the third bottle of medicine she had asked for from Zhu Shi.

"Well... Thank you for your hard work during this time, Tatsuki." Ubuyashiki Sukeyo smiled in the direction of Tatsuki's voice, but he didn't notice that Tatsuki was already kneeling and sitting next to him.

Chen Ji raised her head and looked at Fu Shi smiling at the air at the door, feeling bitter in her heart.

In fact, it's hard for her to imagine most of the time.

Her husband in front of her had endured so many things and was trying so hard to live.

When will this kind of life...end?

"The Zhuhe meeting will be held in the afternoon," Chenji said slowly, her voice trembling.

Ubuyashiki Sukeyo was stunned for a moment, then slowly turned his head around with a smile and nodded.

Tatsuki frowned slightly. She picked up a pill with her fingers and gently placed it on Ubuyashiki Sukeyo's mouth:

"It's only the morning... why are you here so early... take some more rest..."

"Tatsuki...it's okay." Ubuyashiki Sukeyo interrupted Tatsuki's words, and his tone became slightly more solemn: "My current physical condition, I don't know when I will die suddenly."

"It's enough to be able to lie here and wait for them quietly."

When Chen Ji heard this, she looked at her husband blankly, pursed her lips, and said nothing.

All we can do is believe that destiny will develop in a good direction...?

Having spent many years with Ubuyashiki Sukeyo, she was naturally able to hear the emotions hidden behind her husband's words.

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Soon, it was afternoon.

The pillars finished their respective training and rushed from all directions towards the Ubuyashiki mansion, which is the headquarters of the Demon Slayer Corps.

Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

Several figures quickly climbed over the wall and landed easily.

Afterwards, everyone gathered in front of the roof of Ubuyashiki Residence, half-knelt down respectfully, and pressed their fists against the ground.

Different from previous Zhuhe meetings, the number of Zhu who came this time became six.

The extra one is naturally Jiguo Enichi.

Shang Quannai doesn't count, because he is not a human, he is a ghost.

This time, Jiichiro did not come to participate in the Zhuai meeting due to his physical injury. My wife Shancun came in his place.

At this moment, my wife Shancun was hanging her head with her head trembling, her eyes slowly becoming dull.

Beside him, the wind and water pillars were competing with each other and sandwiched him in the middle. My wife Shancun even wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in and question Jiichiro.

Does this guy Jiichiro usually survive like this? !

terrible!

My wife Shancun was shivering.

Snap.

The moment Tsukuni stepped into the courtyard, he noticed Uyashiki Sukeyo lying on the roof, coughing slightly.

The terrifying purple traces left by the curse on his body were clearly visible to Ji Guoyuan.

He paused slightly and turned his head to glance at the five pillars who were half-kneeling towards Ubuyashiki Fuyo.

Then he glanced at Shang Quannai, who was sitting skillfully on the rock behind.

"Ahem...I'm happy to see you all again."

The warm afternoon sun shone on Ubuyashiki Sukeyo's face. He spoke with difficulty, although blood no longer flowed from the corners of his mouth:

"That person over there...is your Excellency Jiguo."

Enichi Tsukuni was stunned for a moment when his name was suddenly called. He turned his head and was about to nod, but through the transparent world, he discovered the almost necrotic cells behind Ubuyashiki Sukeyo's two white eyes.

"Yes, I am Enichi Tsukuni." Enichi Tsukuni answered him as he looked at Ubuyashiki Fushiyo.

"I can't get up due to physical reasons. I'm very sorry."

Ubuyashiki Sukeyo smiled apologetically, and coughed lightly a few times.

Several pillars in the courtyard looked at Ubuyashiki. They wanted to say something worriedly, but they slowly closed their mouths.

Looking at the appearance of their lord, several pillars lowered their heads, their hearts filled with resentment at their own incompetence.

When Tsukuni Enichi looked at Ubuyashiki Fuyo's appearance, he was in a daze.

Before coming, Shang Quannai had told him.

The people of the Demon Slayer Squad respected their lord.

As for the reason, Shang Quannai said this.

"You'll understand when you meet him."

Just when Tsukuni Yui was in a daze, Ubuyashiki Sukeyo's head turned slightly and he continued:

"Everyone should already know something about Lord Jiguo. He is a new member of the Demon Slayer Squad."

"Ahem... Last time, I heard about what happened in the Knife Forging Village. I would like to thank you for saving the Knife Forging Village from disaster."

"The villagers of Forge Blade Village are also moving to the new village site, so everyone can rest assured."

As he said this, Ubuyashiki Sukeyo closed his eyes in the direction of Enichi Tsukuni, Shang Senna, and my wife Zencun, lowered his head and nodded, as if to express his gratitude.

My wife Shancun raised her head, and he glanced slightly left and right.

Now, should he express his feelings?

But after seeing that Monk Izumi Naidoo, who was standing next to him, did not speak, he slowly lowered his head again.

"Sancun, I'm sorry about your sister." Ubuyashiki Sukeyo suddenly opened his eyes, and he looked towards the approximate position of "Narubashira": "Is she okay now?"

My wife Shancun was stunned for a moment, and then said quickly:

"It's...nothing serious anymore! It's just that my memory is a little confused..."

His tone was a little panicked, after all, it was the first time he faced the lord face to face.

"That's it..." Ubuyashiki Sukeyo lowered his eyes slightly. He coughed a few times again. His physical condition no longer allowed him to explain more: "Send hello to Tamako for me."

We must get to the point quickly.

"Cough cough cough!!" He coughed violently. Seeing this, Tatsuki on the side quickly took out another pill and handed it to Ubuyashiki Sukeyo.

Then, Ubuyashiki Sukeyo slowly opened his eyes:

"Then, let this Zhuhe meeting officially begin."

"First...we need to add a new pillar."

Ubuyashiki Sukeyo turned his head slightly, and looked at where the memory relay Kunoyuan stood:

"Your Excellency Jiguo, are you willing to...become a pillar?"

Nao Senna sat on the stone beside him. He looked at Enichi Tsukuni, Sukeyo Ubuyashiki, and the other pillars who were looking at each other from a distance.

Why do I have an inexplicable sense of déjà vu?

Wow——!

At this time, a breeze blew by, causing the petals of wisteria and cherry blossoms in the courtyard to drift.

The fragrance of flowers drifted into the nasal cavity, making Shang Quanna rub his nose unbearably.

"I agree." Ji Guoyuan nodded slightly.

Ubuyashiki Sukeyo heard this and nodded with a smile. He took a few deep breaths and then coughed again:

"Ahem!!"

Blood spurted out from his hoarse mouth, and he held himself up weakly.

"My lord!"

"My lord! Don't force it!"

"You! Go get some hot water!" Feng Zhu looked at my wife Shancun and thanked her nervously.

flutter!

With Ubuyashiki Sukeyo's complete collapse, several pillars rushed forward, and Enichi Tsukuni also approached with some worry.

Snapped!

At this time, Ubuyashiki Sukeyo, whose expression was already blurry, grabbed Enichi Tsukuni's sleeve. He coughed up blood again, his voice hoarse:

"...Your Excellency Jiguo...about the breathing method...I saw it in Your Excellency Shangquan's letter..."

"Please..."

"…Ha ha……"

Ubuyashiki Sukeyo was gasping for air, his eyes were in a trance, and he had to endure the cool breeze of the courtyard outside for a day, which made his body aggravated again.

"...those kids from the Demon Slayer Squad..."

"...I'll leave it to you, Your Excellency...and Shangquan-dono..."

After saying these words, Ubuyashiki Sukeyo seemed exhausted and slowly closed his eyes.

The hand holding Ji Guoyuan's sleeve slowly loosened and finally dropped.

But fortunately, the heart is still beating slowly and weakly and has not died.

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Ultimately, the Hashira meeting ended with Ubuyashiki Sukeyo's condition worsening.

It also allowed Purgatory and my wife Shancun, who had not been here last time, to understand the concept of breathing techniques for the first time.

"Eh? What what?"

"How to breathe?"

My wife Shancun said this.

"...It's too late to be sad." Shuizhu stood aside, his heart filled with powerlessness and regret for himself a week ago.

He and Kazama Nariya raised their heads together and looked at Enichi Tsukuni solemnly:

"Please! Teach us how to breathe again!"

"Greatful!!"

After settling in Uyashiki Fuyo, they must take advantage of the time when no ghosts are born to quickly improve their strength.

Time will not give them extra opportunities.

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the other side.

A mansion somewhere.

clatter! clatter! clatter!

A man wearing a purple snake-patterned haori was walking quickly in the corridor of the mansion.

The wooden corridor made a clattering sound as clogs struck.

His expression was cold, and his face was like a sharpened rock, which made people feel very stiff.

But when walking, his back is straight, like a sharp sword, sharp and straight.

This is a temperament developed through years of practicing swordsmanship and killing enemies on the battlefield.

But this temperament should not be shown in your own home.

"Father...?" A boy with pigtails stood in the courtyard. Looking at his father's hurried appearance, he couldn't help but put down the wooden knife in his hand and murmured.

Snapped.

"Shh, give Father some time." The mother on the side quickly covered her son's mouth. She raised her head worriedly and looked at her husband.

War has always been a constant topic in this era.

Hearing his son's murmur, the man tilted his indifferent face slightly, but did not stop for much, but walked faster through the corridor near the courtyard.

Just now, he received news from the frontline warriors.

Many samurai were attacked by surprise and suffered heavy casualties without knowing it.

Even the seven samurai generals known as the "Seven Spears of the Successor" were attacked, and the "Seven Spears" became the "Six Spears".

Moreover, it has not yet been discovered who stole into the camp.

At this moment, the man felt as if he had cultivated a bunch of trash.

How does this stabilize his mood!

Before the war started, our side had already lost some combat power.

If this continues, let alone become the number one samurai in this country.

Jiguo’s family! It has begun to perish!

In your own hands!

This must not be done!

In his mind, the image of a young man holding a flute and smiling at him emerged, and the man gritted his teeth.

clatter.

He stopped.

In front of him was a sealed room.

The surrounding environment is very dark, and the afternoon sunlight does not even shine through.

"Time!"

Breaking the seal violently, the man kicked the door open.

In the room, the walls were covered with messy blood stains and black traces of struggle.

The weeds nearby were already full of traces of blood.

In the middle of the room, a figure was having its limbs tied and hanging there in the shape of a "big" character.

The man held the handle of the knife at his waist, his sharp eyes staring straight at the opposite wall.

The figure was tied up with ropes and hung in mid-air, powerless.

"...What's wrong?" The figure's voice was very hoarse, and his figure was as thin as a bone, but he still had a breath:

"Need my help?"

His limbs were tied with iron chains and ropes, and he slowly raised his head, the scarlet eyes in his eyes flickering faintly in the darkness.

The man was silent. He just held the handle of the knife at his waist and looked warily at the chained and hanging figure in front of him.

"I told you so..."

"...want my help..."

"Meat! Give me meat!!"

Bang! Bang!

As he spoke, the figure suddenly became crazy, and his thin limbs shook the iron chain with great strength, but the iron chain restrained him tightly, making it impossible for him to break free.

The figure was speechless and stopped moving.

He hadn't eaten for a long time, so he couldn't even break free from such a chain.

"How many monsters like you are there?"

Seeing the figure's crazy look, the man pulled out the knife from his waist and asked in a cold tone.

"Huh, monster?" The figure sneered: "I don't know!"

"Hundreds? Thousands? Tens of thousands, not necessarily!"

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, put the knife back to his waist, then faced the figure, and slowly exited the room.

Squeak...

As the old wooden door gradually closed, the figure's cold and hoarse voice continued to come:

"...You're going to need me."

"The day will come. I can see the ambition in your eyes..."

"...Remember, when that day comes, give me meat."

Click.

As the door was completely closed, the figure in the room grinned ferociously and laughed wildly.

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