The years when I was the pillar of the Ghost Killing Squad

Shi Yu waited in the Purgatory family's mansion for the whole afternoon, until sunset, when he saw a drunken middle-aged uncle walking into the Purgatory family's mansion reeking of alcohol.

"Father!"

Chishouro, who was sitting in the corridor chatting with Shigure, stood up all of a sudden, and quickly ran to the middle-aged man to support him, "You're going to drink again like this."

Although he was complaining, the expression on Qianshou Lang's face was obviously more worried than dissatisfied.

A hint of impatience flashed across the man's face, and he pushed Senshourou who was supporting him away. Senshourou was pushed suddenly by him, the center of gravity under his feet was unstable, and he was about to fall to the ground.

The expected pain did not come, and the ground under his body was not hard, but relatively soft to the touch. Xing Shoulang opened his eyes and saw a piece of black cloth, and he found himself in Shiyu's arms at the moment.

"You are the former Yan Zhu?"

Shi Yu let go of the boy in his arms, turned around and looked at the middle-aged uncle who smelled like alcohol, and frowned.

From the appearance alone, this uncle is almost carved out of the same mold as Xing Shoulang. To be precise, it is Xing Shoulang 30 years later. The appearance of the father and son is very similar, and they all have golden and red hair. Hair and big piercing golden eyes.

The difference is that Xing Shou Lang always has a fiery enthusiasm on his face, while Sen Shou Lang is much more introverted and speaks softly, and this man whom Sen Shou Lang calls "Father" Middle-aged uncle, Shi Yu can only see "decadence", "gloom" and "life without love" from him, as if all kinds of things in this world are meaningless to him, he lives in this world Just because he wasn't dead yet.

The former Yanzhu, Purgatory Makijuro paused when he heard this long-lost name, then he raised his head and looked at the black-haired youth opposite him with those lifeless golden eyes. When the Ghost Killing Squad subdued, a flash of repulsion flashed in their eyes.

"Are you from the Ghost Killing Squad?"

Before Shigure could answer, he quickly turned his gaze to Senjuro who was standing beside Shigure, "Chijuro, what's going on?! I said not to let anyone related to the Demon Slayer Squad enter my house Bar!"

Senshouro flinched, lowered his head and apologized softly to his father who was on the opposite side who was angry, "I'm sorry, father, I"

"It has nothing to do with him, it's me who wants to come in."

Shi Yu stood in front of Qianshou Lang calmly, and stared calmly at his predecessor, Yan Zhu, who was opposite him.

"People who don't write Ghost Killing Squad on your door are not allowed to enter."

Shi Yu looked at him innocently, "Besides, I didn't come empty-handed, I even brought a meeting gift."

He took out a box of dumpling from behind, regardless of whether his predecessor Yan Zhu was willing to accept it, stepped forward and stuffed it directly into his arms.

Makijuro stared at the inexplicably extra box of dango in his arms, and was about to throw it away when Shigure, who was opposite him, said coolly, "This is Ukiharu's dango, the only one in Tokyo is the one in Ukiyo-echo There are in the store."

""

Maki Shourou silently dispelled the idea of ​​throwing it away. He was also a foodie when he was young, so he had heard of Fuchun's glutinous rice dumplings. Not only that, he used to pack a few boxes and take them home when he was on missions nearby, because his His wife Ruho has always liked the dango from that family.

Thinking of his beloved wife who passed away three years ago, Makijuro felt a pain in his heart. If he had been able to put down the tasks in hand and spend more time with his wife, she might not have passed away so early.

Suppressing the grief in his heart, Maki Juro looked coldly at the black-haired young man wearing the uniform of the Ghost Slayer Squad opposite him, "Go, we don't welcome members of the Ghost Slayer Squad."

He hated himself who was the Yan Zhu of the Ghost Slaying Team back then, and he also hated all the people and things related to the Ghost Slaying Team.

Shi Yu blinked, he selectively ignored the refusal look on his predecessor Yan Zhu's face, and directly focused his gaze on the box containing the dumplings that he had just forced into the uncle's arms.

"Fuchun's dumplings are not cheap. I spent a lot of time buying them."

Shi Yu purposely elongated his voice, showing a look of shock, "You just accepted my meeting gift, and now you're going to kick me out, it's not good."

Makijuro: ""

He looked at the delicately packaged dumpling in his hand, he didn't want to throw it away for a while, and he didn't want to throw it away. In the end, he could only give Shiyu an angry look, flicked his sleeves, turned around and left angrily.

"Hey, wait a minute"

Shi Yu looked at the back of him leaving angrily, and took out the letter that Yaozai gave him from his bosom, "I haven't given you the letter yet."

Before he could finish his sentence, his predecessor, Yan Zhu, had already walked away.

"If I force this letter into his hand, he will probably tear it up directly."

Shi Yu looked down at the somewhat yellowed envelope in his hand, and said to himself.

Speaking of which, his obligation is only to send this letter to his predecessor Yanzhu. After the letter is delivered, whether this former Yanzhu opens it up and reads it or just tears it up without even looking at it has nothing to do with him, but Yaozai The purpose of writing this letter was to show to his predecessor Yanzhu, the reason why he was sent to deliver the letter was probably because he believed that he could let his predecessor Yanzhu see the contents of the letter?

Shi Yu thought with some uncertainty.

Although I don't know if Yaozai thinks so, but Shi Yu feels that as a qualified elder brother, he must not disappoint his younger brother's expectations, so he not only wants to send this letter to his predecessor Yan Zhu, but also let him He has to read the contents of the letter.

As for how to get that stubborn ex Yan Zhu to see the contents of the letter, Shi Yu felt that the most convenient and quickest way was to beat up the drunk uncle and force him to read the contents of the letter, but In this way, Qianshoulang and Xingshoulang will definitely be sad, he doesn't want to see the two little owls crying sadly.

Shi Yu turned his head and glanced at Senjuro behind him, only to find that a sad expression had begun to appear on his face, Shi Yu was a little confused, he hadn't beaten their father yet, why did he start to feel sad?

"Chishouro."

Before Shigure could comfort Senjurou, another voice came from beside him. Every time Shigure heard this voice, he had to slow down for a while to restrain himself from wanting to beat someone up.

Xing Shoulang, who was still practicing in the backyard just now, came over. The hair on his forehead and temples was soaked with sweat. It could be seen that he practiced very seriously. He raised his hand and wiped his face casually with his sleeve sweat, and the wooden knife that was used in practice just now hangs on his waist.

"I seem to have heard my father's voice, is my father back?"

"Ah."

Senjuro nodded a little dejectedly, as a reply.

"what happened?"

Seeing something wrong with his younger brother's emotions, Xing Shoulang looked at him with some doubts, "Did father blame you again?"

Shi Yu walked up to him and handed him a clean handkerchief, "The alcoholic uncle blamed him for letting me in, who had something to do with the Ghost Killing Squad, and scolded him."

Xing Shoulang was stunned for a moment, and it took him a while to realize that the "uncle alcoholic" Shi Yu said was referring to his father. His father was said to be an alcoholic, and Xing Shoulang was not angry, but showed a helpless smile. "Well, father went to drink again."

Senjuro didn't speak, but still lowered his head, as if that way others couldn't see the sadness in his eyes.

"Has he been drinking like this all the time?"

Shi Yu looked at Xing Shoulang opposite, and the boy shook his head, "Father wasn't like this before, but he became like this after his mother passed away three years ago."

Speaking of this, a trace of sadness flashed in those golden eyes. The mother's death was a great blow to the family, and the father was even more depressed since then. Not only did he resign from the ghost killing team, but he and Senjuro also became increasingly indifferent to him. , All day long, he only drank his sorrows away with wine.

Shi Yu was stunned for a moment, no wonder he stayed in this house for nearly a day, but he didn't see the hostess here, so it turned out that she had already

Shigu could somewhat understand the feelings of Xingjulang and Senjurou. When his adoptive mother passed away, his adoptive father who was called "the strongest in the universe" knelt in front of the bed and cried like a child. Weeping in his arms and passed out, Kamui has been in a trance state, and that night he and Kagura had a high fever of 40 degrees.

Life and death are happening every day in the world, but when this thing really happens to me, I will know how cruel it is.

Shiyu has always regretted that during the time when his adoptive mother passed away, he only cared about the young Kagura, but ignored the growing gloom in Kamui's eyes, even if he just fought a few fights with Kamui at that time, letting him vent the resentment in his heart If he vented all his sorrow and grief, maybe the incident of breaking up with his adoptive father would not happen later.

But whether it is Yetu or human beings, they still have to look forward after all. If they have been immersed in the sentimentality of the past and cannot extricate themselves, they will only lose the people and things in front of them in the end.

It was night, in the bedroom of the main room of Purgatory Mansion, Makijuro was drinking, and there were several empty wine bottles lying on the floor next to him, and the wine bottles in his hands were about to bottom out.

"Ruhuo"

He murmured the name in a low voice and painfully, and his vision, which had long been eroded by alcohol, was persistently looking at the black and white photo on the shrine. In the photo was a very beautiful woman. Looking at the young face of the man in the photo, he finally couldn't help crying.

For thousands of nights in the past, he has been like this, trying to use alcohol to numb all the sensory nerves. Maybe he can forget the fact that his wife has passed away in a drunken state. At first, it was effective. After drinking a bottle of strong alcohol, he fell asleep quickly. He couldn't feel anything in his sleep, but when he woke up, he still had to face the reality of his wife's death, so he began to anesthetize himself with alcohol every day, day and night. Divide, bottle after bottle.

Later, his body got used to the irrigation of alcohol. No matter how much he drank, he couldn't immediately fall asleep, and he couldn't forget that his wife had passed away. The only way to escape became a kind of torture now, but there is So many times, in the half-dream and half-awake state, he seemed to see the phantom of his wife. He knew better than anyone else that it was just a phantom, but even if it was just a phantom, as long as he could see his wife again, he would be happy.

"Ruhuo"

He wept in a low voice, and moaned in pain in an almost begging tone, "Please come into my sleep tonight, and let me see you."

As soon as he finished his sentence, a figure appeared in front of him, Makijuro saw the familiar bundle of black hair, his eyes widened, and he got up from the ground excitedly, "Ruhuo! "

What came into view was not the face of his beloved wife, but another strange face. He said it was "somewhat strange" instead of "completely strange" because he had only seen this face in the yard an hour ago.

"why you?"

Makijuro fell back to the ground with a disappointed face, and poured himself another glass of wine, "What are you doing here?"

"Send you a letter."

Shigure took out the somewhat yellowed envelope from his arms and put it on the table in front of Makijuro, "Yaoya asked me to bring it to you."

"The current Patriarch of the Ghost Killing Squad?"

Makijuro looked indifferent, "What is he writing to me for? I've already disowned the Demon Slayer Squad."

"I don't know, I'm just a messenger in charge."

Shi Yu replied casually, his gaze traveled back and forth in the room for a week, and finally settled on the small shrine in the corner.

"This is Mrs. Ruhuo? She is really a beauty."

Shi Yu stepped forward, put his palms together and paid respects to the shrine a few times, and then he caught a glimpse of the place where the offerings were placed beside the shrine, on which were several exquisite dumplings placed on a white bone dish.

"You go, I don't want to see the members of the Ghost Killing Squad, believe me I won't."

Makijuro poured a glass of wine into his mouth and said with a blank expression.

Shi Yu raised his eyebrows, "Xing Shoulang told me that his mother's favorite food during her lifetime was Fuchun's glutinous rice dumplings."

"You didn't throw away the dumpling I gave you just now, and you didn't eat it yourself. Instead, you enshrined it in the shrine of Mrs. Ruhuo, which shows that you also remember this. Since you haven't even forgotten your wife's preferences, how do you treat you? The only relic left by my wife in this world has been turning a blind eye."

Makijuro's hand holding the wine glass trembled, his expression visibly shaken, Shigure glanced at him, and continued, "Do you think that like you spend all your time drinking away your sorrows and washing your face with tears, Can you see your wife sooner if you torture yourself to death?"

The corners of Shi Yu's mouth curled up in an indifferent arc, "Stop daydreaming, for a person like you who is selfish and doesn't care about his own son, even if he dies, Madam Ruhuo doesn't want to see you again! You Maybe you think you are infatuated, and you are moved by the sincerity of your wife, but in my opinion, you are just a coward who has been trapped in the past, dare not admit his wife's death, dare not take a step forward, like you Such a coward who is timid and has no sense of responsibility, do you think Mrs. Ruhuo will admit that someone like you is her husband? I am afraid that even after you die, she will only be disappointed when she sees you. "

"To shut up!"

Makijuro suddenly raised the wine glass in his hand, and slammed it hard at the black-haired young man facing him. Shigure avoided the oncoming wine glass by shifting his body slightly, only to hear a "click", and the white ceramic wine glass smashed It shattered into several pieces on the wall in an instant, and the transparent wine spilled on the ground, leaving an unsightly wet mark.

"Don't act like you know everything!"

Makijuro overturned the table in front of him, and for a while there was only a sound of "bang bang" in the room. He smashed all the wine bottles on the table and at the corner of the table. He stared at the opposite Shi Yu, only anger remained on his decadent face at this moment.

"What do you know?! What do you know about me?!"

"At least I know what it means to cherish the people in front of me. Do you have to wait until your two sons are far away from you, and you will be the only one left in this house before you will fully wake up?"

Shi Yu suddenly laughed, and those beautiful red eyes suddenly turned into two crescent moons, "No, maybe at that time you will just drink more wine, crying bitterly while thinking about your deceased wife and two children. "

Makijuro was completely enraged by his words. He picked up the Japanese sword beside him. His Japanese sword had been left in the corner by him for three years and hadn't come out. Makijuro pulled the sword out of the sheath. At that time, there was no trace of rust on the fiery red knife.

"Don't think I dare not touch you because you are a member of the Ghost Killing Squad!"

Makijuro split the table between him and Shigure in two with a knife, and pointed the sharp blade straight at Shigure's nose.

Shi Yu laughed, "I said earlier that it could be resolved by fighting, so I wouldn't have to spend so much time saying those things."

Shi Yu raised the umbrella in his hand, and directly pierced the floor under his feet, "I think you have drunk too much alcohol, and your brain has been soaked in alcohol. It happened to hit all the alcohol in your brain, so that you Sober and sober."

"Wait a minute!"

Just when Shi Yu was about to beat up the former Yan Zhu who was drunk in his head, Xing Shou Lang suddenly broke in and stopped the imminent battle, Qian Shou Lang looked timid. Following behind him, those big golden eyes were watery, as if they would cry in the next second.

As we all know, Ye Usagi hates being interrupted in the middle of the battle. Although Shigure is an outlier among Ye Usagi, he doesn't like being interrupted midway like this. However, when he saw the tears in Senshouro's eyes, suddenly I remembered Kagura who hugged his adoptive father's thigh to prevent his adoptive father from attacking Kamui when Kamui broke up with his adoptive father. At that time, Kagura was also panicked like this, with tears in his eyes.

Shi Yu's heart softened all of a sudden, it's really not good to beat up their father in front of his son, Shi Yu put down the umbrella in his hand, walked to the side of the two, and took the two teenagers into his arms inside.

"Come back to Sagiri Mountain with me."

"Eh?"

Hearing this sentence, the two teenagers raised their heads and looked at him in confusion. Seeing the two little owls staring at them in confusion with their big piercing eyes, Shi Yu's heart was suddenly touched. Melted, he raised his hand to touch the fluffy heads of the two teenagers, and said with a smile, "Sawu Mountain is a treasure land of geomantic omen, the Ghost Killing Team currently has six pillars, and three of them are from Sawu Mountain." .”

He looked at the bigger owl, "Xing Shoulang, you want to be a pillar of fire in the future, right? If you go to Sawu Mountain with me, give me a year, and I will definitely train you to be the youngest owl in history." pillar of flame."

"So is Senjuro."

Shi Yu smiled and looked at the other smaller owl, "Although you said you don't have the talent for swordsmanship, you still want to be a swordsman, but no one here can teach you. There is a kind old grandfather, no matter what kind of child he is, he is willing to teach patiently, Qian Shoulang will definitely be able to learn a lot when he goes."

Shigure directly moved Mr. Ryodaki out to make a wave of publicity. Although Mr. Ryodaki is now accompanied by Xuan Mi, he will not be lonely, but at Xuan Mi's age, he stays with an old man who is about to step into a coffin with one foot all day long. At the same time, maybe he will become a little old-fashioned under the influence of Mr. Rinaki in the future. A boy of this age still needs to have friends of the same age to play with.

Shi Yu recalled that the first time he met Sato, the other party's behavior was so rigid that he didn't look like a 13-year-old boy. Later, after he and Yiyong went up the mountain and had friends of the same age, Satu began to show Some teenage innocence, but most of the time, his performance is far beyond his years of maturity.

Shi Yu thinks that a child should have a child's son, and that he should hide in his brother's arms and cry when he is wronged or injured. It's a pity that his younger brothers are getting more mature and sensible, let alone hiding. Crying in his arms, he didn't even say a few words to complain, only Kuang Jin occasionally complained to him in the letter and finally saved a beautiful little girl, but before he stepped forward to comfort him, He was scared away by Shi Ya next to him.

And compared to his predecessor, Shuizhu, who drank all day long and didn't care about anything, the former Shuizhu on Mount Sawu, who was likely to go west at any time, seemed much more reliable.

When Shi Yu persuaded the two little owls to go back to Sawu Mountain with him, the old owl next to him didn't say a word the whole time, as if he was asleep.

"Thank you for your kind invitation, but I can't leave."

Kyojuro shook his head, rejecting Shigure's proposal.

"why?"

Shi Yu was not surprised that the other party would refuse. After all, not everyone is like his family's Yiyong, who can be abducted up the mountain just by listening to a few words.

"This is my home, although I will leave here one day, but not now."

Xing Julang looked at Shigu, and replied seriously.

"When?"

"When I become a pillar and can stand on my own."

Shi Yu raised his eyebrows, "Then you have to go back to Sawu Mountain with me. It's impossible to become a pillar just by practicing swinging a knife here."

"Haha."

Xing Shoulang smiled heartily, "But I'm not just practicing swinging a knife. Swinging a knife is just a basic skill. The Purgatory family has studied the breath of flames for generations, and they have their own training methods. Day after day practice, I believe I will become a pillar."

"Good ambition."

Shi Yu curled his lips, "But you can practice these things when you go to Sawu Mountain. It's not a matter of the venue. After all, you just don't want to leave your father, even though he has been ignoring you brothers for the past three years. You still regard them as your most beloved father."

Shigure said this sentence to Makijuro on purpose. He was watching Makijuro's reaction when he said this sentence. The owl was taken up the mountain, and he was not a good man anyway.

To be precise, he is not even a human being.

Hearing Shigure's words, Makijuro still didn't say a word, but Shigure noticed that his hands were trembling slightly, as if he was suppressing some emotions, Shigure blinked and decided to add another fire.

"I think Mrs. Ruhuo should ask you and Senshouro to take good care of your father before he dies, so that he won't be too sad. The three of you should live a good life together in the future."

This sentence was guessed by Shi Yu. During the few days when his adoptive mother was dying of illness, he kept telling him to take good care of Kagura and Kamui, and told him to persuade his adoptive father not to be too sad.

"Xiaoyu, you have always been the most sensible one in our family. After I leave, you must persuade Shenwei, Kagura, and your father not to be too sad. The four of you should live a good life."

It's a pity that he didn't succeed in persuading him in the end. The situation of the Purgatory family is very similar to theirs at that time, but the situation of the Purgatory family is obviously more optimistic. Although the old man is in a slump, Xing Shoulang and Qian Shoulang never give up This family relationship, so between them, there is still time.

"pat"

One tear after another flowed down Makijuro's decadent face onto the floor beneath his feet.

"Father"

Xingshoulang and Qianshoulang looked at their father in shock. Since their mother passed away, this was the first time they saw their father weeping in front of them.

"sorry."

Maki Juro raised his head and looked at his two sons. He had already burst into tears. With a hoarse voice, he choked up and uttered the three words that should have been said three years ago.

"sorry"

I'm sorry, Ruhuo, he shouldn't have been so decadent for three years.

I'm sorry, Xingjurou, Senshourou, in the past three years, he has not been able to fulfill his duties as a father.

Shi Yu left here silently, leaving space for the three of them, father and son.

After leaving Yan Zhu's mansion, he looked up at the bright moon in the sky.

"Tonight is full moon night"