Ghost Slayer: From Taking Care Of Tanjuro's Wife And Daughter

dark night

A light figure walked among the mountains.

Occasionally, the figure will stop and look at the surrounding scenery.

The wind blew gently.

The black hair under the brim of the figure's hat was blown away, revealing an extremely pale face. The eyes were also unusually scarlet in the dark night.

As the figure stopped, the wind began to blow violently.

Originally, he didn't plan to come here today, but recently, several evil spirits arranged here were killed in the nearby area.

So, he came over and checked on the situation. After all, the things arranged here were very important to him.

In the distance, a hurried figure came quickly, and finally landed in front of the figure, kneeling on one knee.

The person who came was all white, with yellow eyes, green lips, and purple fins on the top of his head.

Its mouth is located where its eyes are, but its eyes are located on its forehead and mouth. Several small arms grow from its head and other places.

At this moment, such a person, no, or more appropriately a ghost, is looking at the standing figure with admiration.

It is none other than Twelve Kizuki of Zero Two Zero, who has been looking for the blue Higan flower nearby. Gyokko of the Twelve Stringer and the Demon of the Pot.

"grown ups."

Gyokko spoke with excitement.

Naturally, only Muzan, the ancestor of ghosts and the first ghost, who is infinitely close to a perfect creature, can be called an adult by Twelve Kizuki.

Kibutsuji Muzan did not respond, but quietly looked at the surrounding night scene.

The pitch-black night shrouded everything around him, and everything in his field of vision was shrouded in black.

He has gradually forgotten what the world looked like when he saw it under the sun.

I don’t know how long it has been since I experienced the warmth of the sun.

Now

For him, the sun has no warmth at all.

Now, even if he touches a little bit of sunlight, the burning pain all over his body is unbearable. In the past, for him, it was just a simple thing like bathing in the sun. For him, , but it is a luxury hope.

He raised his head, looked at the moon in the night sky, and sighed slightly

"did you find it?"

He whispered softly, with infinite longing in his eyes. He really wanted to be able to bathe in the sun.

"I'm sorry, sir, I didn't find it."

Gyokko lowered his head, his face full of shame.

"It really...disappoints me!"

Kibutsuji Muzan's eyes were filled with unspeakable disappointment. Although he had been disappointed with his subordinates for more than a thousand years, he still felt angry.

He stepped in front of Gyokko, stretched out his fingers, and grabbed Yazhi's neck.

The five fingers gradually exerted force, and Gyokko's face turned red. If he exerted more force, his neck might be broken.

But even so, there is no fear in Gyokko's eyes. It still looks at the 'adult' in front of it with extremely admiring eyes: "It is also an honor for Gyokko to die in the hands of an adult."

"..."

With a wave of his hand, Gyokko was knocked directly to the ground, creating a huge deep hole in the ground.

"Cough cough cough......"

After a while, Gyokko, covered with wounds, struggled to get up from the pit and crawled to the feet of Kibutsuji Muzan, like a dog.

"Gyokko, you disappoint me."

Kibutsuji Muzan said calmly: "I have asked you to search for hundreds of years, and until now, you have not given me a satisfactory answer."

"grown ups......"

Gyokko also had a look of dejection on his face, and then said with certainty in his eyes: "Sir, the blue Higan flower must be nearby. n

"You have been searching in this area for more than forty years, right?"

Kibutsuji Muzan looked at the mountain in the middle of the night and said calmly: "In forty years, even if I dig through this mountain, I should have found it!"

"Sir, I'm sure that the blue Hibiscus flower is nearby. It must be there."

Seeing that Gyokko was so sure, Kibutsuji Muzan hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded: "Then, I will believe you again."

"Thank you for your trust, sir."

Gyokko's whole body was almost shaking with excitement. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something: "A few days ago, a ghost hunter came here..."

"Ghost hunters coming here?"

Kibutsuji Muzan frowned unconsciously, in order to find the cause of the blue Higan flower. Therefore, the evil spirits in the nearby area are very strictly controlled, and there are very few incidents of evil spirits' craving for humans. Naturally, the Demon Slayer Squad here There is also very little attention.

"It was an evil spirit under his command who couldn't bear his instinct. He ran out secretly and ate a nearby Orion's house..."

Gyokko explained in a low voice, and at the same time, he couldn't help but pat his chest and said: "Don't worry, sir, I have killed the ghost hunter, and there won't be any trouble.

Kibutsuji Muzan doesn't care about these, he just cares about the blue Higanbana. As for the Demon Slayer Corps, in his eyes, they are nothing more than clowns. If he really wants to destroy the Demon Slayer Corps, he may not be able to do it.

However, it takes a lot of energy.

Moreover, from the beginning to the end, he was worried about one person, the person who slashed him with a sword like the sun. That sword can never be forgotten, and the aura of that sword, even now

It still remains deep in his heart, and whenever he thinks of it, he wakes up from his sleep.

only

That's all

Even if a generation of geniuses are revered as 'gods and Buddhas' walking in the world, they are still human beings after all.

This is a human being who will eventually become weak and die. For him, a hundred years of life is just a matter of surviving a little longer.

A hundred years later, he is still living happily, but the man who is revered as the God and Buddha walking in the world, the proud figure of a generation, has long since turned into dust and disappeared...

"Sir, there is a family near here with extremely rare rare blood. You can rest in that family's house tonight."

Gyokko spoke respectfully.

Kibutsuji Muzan glanced at the other party, probably understanding the compliment, and said lightly: "Lead the way. y

"It's my lord."

Gyokko immediately spoke excitedly.

Soon, a house standing in the mountains appeared in sight.

"It's just this family, but the male owner of this family is not easy to deal with.

Gyokko spoke excitedly.

He once took a peek at the man with a yellow complexion and sensed an extremely dangerous aura from his body. However, at that time, he was mainly looking for the cyan Higanbana and did not want to cause trouble, so he did not provoke it.

Don't worry about this now

Not to mention the master's strength, even if he is alone, he may not be able to deal with the other party.

"..."

The door was kicked open, only to find an empty house with no one in it.

Gyokko looked in other rooms, but they were all empty.

This made Gyokko's body break down with sweat.

"Where are the people? Where are the people here?"

Gyokko growled, his expression indescribably ferocious.

Just when Gyokko was thinking about how to reply to the adult, the adult's body retreated rapidly.

Gyokko was slightly dazed.

"Familiar breath, power like the sun."

Kibutsuji Muzan retreated to an extremely far distance before stopping.

Just now, he asked with the familiar smell of 'breath'.

This made his heart tighten. No one knew how much psychological shadow that man's sword had on him.

After waiting for a long time and not seeing a familiar figure, Kibutsuji Muzan called Gyokko over.

"t..."3.3

Gyokko was kneeling on the ground, looking panting.

"what's the situation?

Kibutsuji Muzan squinted his eyes.

Gyokko did not dare to neglect and recounted the situation of the house again.

"Go check it again."

Kibutsuji Muzan ordered again.

Seeing the master's appearance, Gyokko was full of doubts. He didn't know what made the master so cautious, but in the face of Kibutsuji Muzan's order, Gyokko did not dare to neglect.

Check again to make sure no one is there before reporting to the adults again.

After confirming that there was no 'that person', Kibutsuji Muzan entered the house again and felt the faint smell lingering in the house. Kibutsuji Muzan was extremely sure that it was the smell of 'breath' left by that person.

"Check, you must find out the information about who has lived in this house."

Kibutsuji Muzan's scarlet eyes narrowed slightly, with a dangerous arc.

"I want to stop everything about that person."

"Nothing about him can exist in the world."