[Blade of Ghost Slayer] Chaodu, I am a professional

On the way back, besides wanting to conceal her identity, Kisaragi was still worrying about how to tell Tanjiro and Nezuko what Aunt Aoie and Rokuta had said.After all, even if the souls are preserved by him, their identities as human beings are gone, and the undead cannot communicate with humans.

It would be ridiculous to say that he could communicate with the undead. Of course, it would be even more terrifying if someone believed it. It is also strange to say "heard before they died", because it was obvious that he was attacked with them. Reasonable people don't run for their lives in such a crisis, but tell the people around them their last words and wait for death honestly.

After much deliberation, the messy thoughts in my head went around a few times, and before I could come up with a clue, the Zaomen family's house had already arrived.

He obviously felt Tanjiro's body tremble, but the latter didn't say anything, just patted Nezuko's head, picked up Liutai who was on the ground alone, walked into the room, came out after a while, and asked Can Kisaragi help him dig the ground outside the house, he wants to bury them.

They were talking about Kuizhi and Liutai.

"it is good."

After he had dug a deep enough hole, Tanjiro asked him to carry the few people out together. Just now, Tanjiro had already cleaned up the house briefly, and the blood stains on the faces of the dead people were also wiped dry. clean.

"Put them in," Tanjiro said.

In the end, a few black dirt bumps were left outside the house, out of place in the snow-white land.

Tanjiro took Nezuko and bowed in front of them.

"Let's go."

Ru Yuebian didn't respond, at this moment he didn't feel the dull pain in his heart, his body seemed to be wrapped in a shell, which isolated all the sadness pouring out of the young man in front of him, like a rock hit by a wave.

But there seems to be another voice in my heart, saying in a sad voice that this should not be the case, you should...

What should it be?

What should it be?

He listened carefully, but couldn't hear the voice.

"Change, what's wrong?"

At this time, Tanjiro, who had already walked a few steps, turned his head because he didn't hear his voice, his expression had disappeared from the sadness when he buried Aoizhi and the others just now, and even showed some concern for him, as if everything It didn't happen.

But Kisaragi saw clearly that Tanjirou's eye sockets were still reddish, bloodshot eyes were also spreading, but there were no tears on his face - when he was in the room just now, he should have cried quietly.

Why cry quietly?

Although there is no way to understand it all, but even according to common sense, a normal person should be in such pain that he would collapse, but Tanjirou seems to be... not that sad.

No, Tanjiro is not a cold person, and his situation is obviously different from his own, so why...?

It’s just that he was very clear that he couldn’t ask the person concerned about this doubt, so Kisaragi just shook his head, followed in silence, and stood beside Tanjiro, who gently rubbed his hair with his hands, and then he heard Tanjirou Jiro's voice:

"Don't worry, I'm still here."

It should be that Tanjirou misunderstood, thinking that Kisaragi was afraid of the bumpy road ahead, so he said this sentence.

In this regard, he made the above judgment and made a decision for it - in this case, just explain that he is not afraid and follow the other party to leave.

But he did not follow through on this decision.

He was too close to Tanjiro, so close that one could see the uneasiness hidden under the comforting smile on the other's face, so close that one could feel the other's fingers trembling all the time, and so close that Tanjiro's emotions could easily pass through Kisaragi The "shell" on the transformed body is perceived by the latter——

There is too much pain and sorrow, but he cannot express it. As the eldest son without a father, he cannot express this powerlessness and anxiety, even if his soul is already torn by pain, he must Pretend to be fearless.

Therefore, even crying can only be done where the only sister can't see it.

"Charcoal," the voice behind was replaced by choked sobs. Sensing the pain and distress, Ruyuebian shed tears involuntarily. His heart was as painful as boiling water, but he couldn't find the reason, just stared blankly. Looking at each other, let the tears roll down, wet the clothes I just put on.

Tanjiro was taken aback by this appearance, and hastily reached out his hand to wipe away tears for Kisaragi Bian: "Did I say something wrong? Change? Is it a scared ghost? Don't be afraid, it's already gone, or are you worried about the danger on the road?" Is it? It’s okay, I’m here, don’t cry, it’s okay.”

Indeed, as Kisaragi guessed, Tanjiro thought he was afraid of the erratic future.

But he doesn't want to explain these now, those are not important anymore.

Gently holding Tanjirou's hand that was still wiping his tears, Kisaragi noticed it before, there were wounds and chaps everywhere, and there was a thick layer of calluses on it, so rough that it didn't look like a young man at all. hand.

Taking a few deep breaths, Kisaragi managed to suppress the choking feeling, because he was still crying, so his voice was hoarse, trembling uncontrollably, he looked into Tanjiro's reddish eyes, and begged:

"Cry, please... I'm strong, don't worry about me, so, so..." Please don't be patient anymore.

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The journey home ended with the two teenagers crying with their heads pressed against their headaches. During the process, Nezuko stayed quietly by their side, and her calm eyes reflected the tears of Brother Ri and the boy he picked up. But if you look carefully, you can find that her eyeballs have been trembling slightly.

Then the recovered two led them to the foot of the mountain, using the back basket bought from the villagers (forcibly paid) as a vehicle, and Tanjiro and Kisaragi took turns carrying them along the way until they reached the foot of a mountain.

"But it's already dark. It's very dangerous in this mountain at night." The woman with the child said worriedly.

"It's okay, we will be more careful, thank you for showing us the way." Tanjiro bowed, waved goodbye to the woman, and walked into the forest with Kisaragi who was waiting at the side.

This mountain is not too high, but the crescent moon hangs high all the way up the mountain, and then I saw a small Buddhist hall in the forest. Although it didn't look like there were any people living there, it was still perfectly fine as a resting place. Tanjiro led Nezuko who came down from the pannier to the Buddhist hall, and Kisaragi followed behind him with the pannier.

Before walking up the steps, Tanjiro seemed to smell something, and his face changed: "There is a smell of blood, someone has been injured." After saying that, he took three steps and two steps, and opened the old shoji door. "Are you okay...?!"

Kisaragi, who was two steps behind, noticed that Tanjiro was still in the posture of opening the door.

"Tanjiro?" He hurriedly quickened his pace, and at the same time heard a third voice from the Buddhist hall.

Before he could walk over to see what was going on inside, he heard a whistling sound. Something threw Tanjiro down and just passed by him. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw something gushing like asphalt. moving things.

He had seen this kind of thing once, it was a ghost.

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I'm sorry I'm too bad, the battle is really hard to write 5555

And when I read the comics, I felt that Tanjirou was really hard. He had to bear so many responsibilities as a child. It was too sad to show too much sadness when his mother and younger brothers and sisters died.

... In short, I came out without misery and was beaten (╬￣dish￣)