Shura on the pillar of the blade of ghost slayer

Chapter 179 You Have Done Well
The sky turned pale, and the light finally defeated the darkness once again.

Controlling Lao Dingtou and helping Tanjiro up, Li Qingming spliced ​​Nezuko together on the other side.

Squatting beside Nezuko and waiting for the other party to recover, Li Qingming suddenly remembered something, looked at the slightly reddened sky and murmured, "I don't know what happened to that guy Guiwu Tsujimu..."

On a deep mountain more than ten kilometers away, Guiwu Tsuji chose an open place, which he thought was the most beautiful place to enjoy the sunrise.

He is going to be here, to absorb the blood of the boy in red, and then happily appreciate the rising sun that he has never seen for thousands of years.

Sitting on a huge bluestone in the open space, Guiwu Tsuji mobilized the blood in his body, absorbing Li Qingming's blood bit by bit.

It's just that he found that this blood didn't seem to be much different from human blood. Although there was a slight difference, there was a big gap between it and ghost blood.

When the drop of blood was completely decomposed, a magical scene happened.

Guiwu Tsuji found out that the blood of the boy in red was actually fighting, wanting to turn against the guest.

"what's going on?"

Gui Wu Tsuji was a little confused, but he quickly understood that Ling Yuzi disconnected from him, and there was a high probability that the blood of the boy in red took the initiative and swallowed his own blood.

But he didn't panic, because he was the ancestor of ghosts, and all the blood flowing in his body was the ancestor's blood.

Soon, the resistance of Li Qingming's blood was suppressed, and finally turned into nourishment and absorbed.

Just when Guiwu Tsuji felt that this might make the blood of the boy in red useless, something strange happened to his body.

His skin was breaking down at a speed visible to the naked eye, falling down like dandruff, leaking out the bright red flesh and blood underneath.

Just before he understood the situation, a mouthful of blood gushed out.

With a wow, he even stuck out his own tongue.

At the same time, his flesh and blood turned from bright red to yellowish brown at an extremely fast speed, rotting and shrinking, and finally turned into yellow water.

"Fuck!"

Gui Wu Tsuji panicked, he hadn't experienced such a situation in the past thousand years.

He soon realized that this must have something to do with the blood of the boy in red!

But what happened to this feeling of deja vu? !
He immediately used the broken body to analyze, the four brains worked simultaneously, and he finally knew what happened to the body.

It is the ability of diseased leaves!

He never dreamed that Li Qingming had mastered the broken ability of sick leaves!
He hurriedly searched for the part of the gene that was the same as the diseased leaf, and quickly analyzed it, trying to find a way to reverse the damage.

This is one of his abilities. Through the connection with his dependents, he can obtain the other party's abilities through genetic replication.

A few hours later, in the open area of ​​the deep mountain, sat a monster whose skin and flesh had completely rotted to the point that its bones and internal organs were exposed.

The rising sun climbed out from the horizon little by little, and the orange light slowly moved down from the top of the mountain, moving towards the ugly monster.

Just when the sunlight was an inch away from the top of the monster's head, the monster's shriveled eyeballs suddenly swelled up again, and the rotten flesh also grew back.

Soon, the monster turned into a naked man.

Gui Wu Tsuji's eyes were red, and his eyes were full of hatred, but just as he was about to stand up, he found that the sun had already shone on the top of his head.

He could only crawl forward in the grass naked.

He urgently needs a place that can block the sun, but looking around, there is nothing but flat plains.

Look at the sky, it's cloudless!
As he wished, he saw the sunrise, but the price might not be his own life.

This time, his vitality was severely injured, and his limbs were so weak that he could not use any strength at all, so his crawling speed was very slow.

But Sunshine followed closely like a god of death chasing after his life.

He didn't care about his appearance, and struggled on the ground, like a toad with the same hands and feet trapped in dry land.

Seeing that he was about to be unable to escape, Oni Wu Tsuji had no choice but to dig the soil with his hands desperately.

At this moment, he was a little thankful that he did not choose a stone mountain, the soil below was soft and could be dug!

His nails were broken and blood was flowing, but he had to struggle to survive!
Finally, he completely buried himself in the soil, not daring to move.

He wanted to call Li Qingming's name loudly to release the anger in his heart, but he couldn't.

Because once you open your mouth, the dirt on it will fall down.

It is very small for the soil to get into the mouth, and it will be bad if it happens to expose the head to the sun.

He hates it. He has lived for more than 1000 years and has never suffered such a dumb loss.

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The sun shines on the earth, and Yoshiwara Flower Street during the day is no different from an ordinary city.

The survivors in Ren's house at that time walked out of the house slowly, looking at the sky of Weilai, as if they had passed away.

No one feels like they had an exciting dream yesterday, in which they experienced a catastrophe.

However, the collapsed houses, the messy streets, and the blood on the windows all told them that it was not a dream.

Members of Butterfly House have arrived at Yoshiwara Flower Street, and they used the current house as their base to treat the wounded.

Tanjiro was seriously injured, and the temporary treatment team could not treat him, so he could only bandage him temporarily and send him to Butterfly House for treatment.

But he was unwilling to live or die, saying that Yoshiwara Flower Street became like this because he was too weak, and strongly asked to stay and help everyone.

Li Qingming had no choice but to forcibly throw Tanjiro onto the carriage,
Tanjiro struggled and said, "Brother Qingming, please, let me go down, let me do what I can, I can do it!"

Li Qingming helped Nezuko get into the same car, looked at Tanjirou with a smile, and comforted him, "You have done a good job, don't blame yourself anymore. Take care of your wounds, and I will go to Butterfly House in a while look at you!"

Tanjiro, who was still trying to struggle, was taken aback suddenly, tears streaming down his face, and he said vaguely, "Brother Qingming, I'm sorry..."

It was only then that he realized that what he needed was just such a word of approval.

He had done his best at the time, he had done the best he could do, not because of fear or any other reason.

He remembered what Purgatory Xingshourou said.

If you are defeated, just get stronger next time!

Seeing Tanjiro calm down, Li Qingming couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, but Li Qingming was almost sent away by the other party's next sentence.

"Brother, sister-in-law is still in Ren's house at that time, she must be frightened, you'd better go and comfort her..."

After speaking, the carriage started.

Li Qingming:? ? ?

Looking at Tanjiro and Nezuko drifting away with question marks all over his face, before he could figure out what sister-in-law meant, a red light swooped down.

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(End of this chapter)