Demon Slayer: The Undead Swordsman of Thunder

As the ghost blood was injected into the body of Fushigawa Jin, his head began to swell rapidly, and the dark purple blood vessels bulged as if they were about to break through the skin.

Muzan retracted his index finger and left without looking back. He didn't care whether this human lived or died, let alone whether he could become a ghost.

Everything was just a whim. After all, if the life span was too long, he would always have to find some fun for himself.

Fushigawa Jin sat slumped in the corner. His head was still swelling, and gradually became thinner and larger, looking like a dark purple balloon, or the kind that could explode at any time.

Gradually, his swollen head began to shrink. It adapted to the ghost blood, but in the end, the head was still three times larger than that of an ordinary person.

At the same time, an irrepressible feeling of hunger came to his heart. He wanted to eat, especially his family.

"Hungry!"

"I'm so hungry!"

"But I think I'm so strong, hahaha!"

Bushigawa Jin staggered to his feet, drooling like a waterfall. He had just completed his transformation into a ghost but still retained a little consciousness. It must be said that he was very talented in being a ghost.

Following his instinct, he stumbled towards home. This was also the bad taste of the trash boss. Humans who had transformed into ghosts always wanted to eat their families first.

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"Aren't you going to sleep?" Shimi yawned and turned to walk into the house. When he reached the door, he paused, turned his head and said to Feiyu Zhen, "Thank you for letting my family have a big meal. I will pay you back later."

Feiyu Zhen smiled and waved his hand, saying nonchalantly, "It doesn't matter. I'll eat and drink at public expense. I'm the boss."

Listening to Feiyu Zhen's words, Shimi was speechless for a moment. Can such words be said blatantly?

Why is this guy even a little proud? He is really thick-skinned.

At this moment, Fei Yuzhen drew out his knife with a serious face. He stared at the dark alley in the distance and warned:

"Shimi, close the doors and windows, and don't come out no matter what you hear!"

"What's wrong?"

As soon as Shimi finished speaking, a two-meter-tall figure appeared in his sight. The man's eyes flashed a creepy red light, and his head was much larger than that of an ordinary person.

"Hungry!"

"I'm so hungry!"

"Let me bite your neck off, little beast!"

"Hahaha!"

Bushikawa Jin stared at Shimi like a hungry wolf, and his teeth collided with each other, making a "crackling" sound.

"How did you get into this state, beast?"

"Get out of here!" Shimi cursed loudly. No matter what his bastard father became, the disgusting aura still lingered, like a stone in a toilet.

Fei Yuzhen spread his legs and posed as if he was going to draw his sword and chop. He frowned and felt very complicated.

Of course, it was not because of the newly-turned demon, Fushigawa Jin, but because of the guy who turned him into a demon.

He was in the same neighborhood with Muzan or one of the upper ranks, and the thought of it was stressful, not to mention that there was a whole family behind him that needed to be protected.

Who could it be?

Muzan or the upper one, or the upper three?

Of course, in addition to the upper six siblings and the cowardly upper four, any upper rank could be a possibility.

"You little brat, you know you're scared now!"

"I'm so strong now that it's useless even if you have a knife."

Seeing Feiyuzhen's serious expression, Fushigawa Jin felt that he was good again.

Who knew that as soon as he finished speaking, a swift lightning flashed in front of his eyes, so fast that he had no time to react.

Feiyuzhen was just about to sheath his knife when he found that Fushigawa Jin's body had not dissipated, which also meant that the beheading had failed.

Just as he was about to finish off the enemy, he saw a circle of black muddy substance swallowing up the body and head of Fushigawa Jin.

Is this blood demon art?

Did this guy just become a demon?

How could there be a blood demon art?

"You two little bastards, wait for me!" Fushigawa Jin roared angrily. If it weren't for the awakened space-type blood demon art, he would have died just now.

"Remember, from now on, I'm called Lazy Kong!"

"I'll kill you two sooner or later!"

The black muddy pool seeped into the ground, and Lazy Kong, who almost died before his mission was unsuccessful, also disappeared.

How much demon blood did this guy receive?

The most outrageous thing is that he still endured it.

Fei Yuzhen suddenly felt that this world was so abstract. He looked around and made sure there was no danger. He walked towards Shimi, whose worldview was overturned, with a vigilant look on his face.

"Why can that bastard still talk after being chopped?"

"Why did he disappear?"

"What do you do?"

"Calm down, calm down!" Fei Yuzhen smiled and signaled Shiya to calm down, "Listen to my explanation."

FilmMoments later, Shimi roughly figured out the existence of demons and the Demon Slayer Corps.

"You mean that bastard is not a human anymore."

"Yeah!" Touma nodded, he was still alert, after all, the blood demon art of Fuzugawa Jin was a little unpredictable, and the most important thing was that the guy who turned into a demon might still be nearby.

"Then how can I join your Demon Slayer Corps?"

"If I don't kill it as you said, it will kill my mother and the others."

Hearing this, Touma immediately became interested, and was worried that there was no reason to trick Fuzugawa's family to move away.

"Joining is easy, as long as I write a letter of introduction for you, but killing demons is very dangerous, and you may die at any time."

"Then aren't you doing this?" Shimi was not bluffed but asked Touma instead.

"Sure!" Feiyuzhen patted Shimi's shoulder, "Then you can move. I can lend you the money first, and you can pay me back when you become a formal team member."

"Thank you very much, I am grateful for your kindness. If you have any problems in the future, call me, and I will give you my life." Shimi patted his chest and promised very seriously.

"Well... don't be so serious, just treat it as making friends, hahaha!" Feiyuzhen scratched his head uncomfortably, giving me your life is too serious.

But Fuzugawa Shimi is a man who values ​​friendship and loyalty. He keeps his word. Once Feiyuzhen is in danger, he will really risk his life.

The next morning, Feiyuzhen immediately wrote a letter to report the matter to the lord.

The lord replied quickly, and the holy sword returned to Feiyuzhen in about three days.

"How is it?"

Shimi asked impatiently as soon as Feiyuzhen finished reading the letter.

"My lord has agreed. I still have some face. Anyway, there are many empty houses in the headquarters. You can just choose one when the time comes."

"This is one of the benefits of the Demon Slayer Corps. We will definitely take good care of your family and let you have no worries."

Taking advantage of the night, the Fuzugawa family moved out of the slums.

Because there were so many people and children, the group arrived at the headquarters more than half a month later.

After settling the Fuzugawa family, Touma introduced Shimizu to a wind breathing trainer.

The day after he returned to the headquarters, the final selection had been over for a week, and the Butterfly Sisters were expected to return to the headquarters soon, so he asked for a few days off.

In addition, there were not many tasks recently, and Ubuyashiki Yoya approved him a leave. Although Touma is not a pillar now, he is treated at the level of a pillar in various ways.