Dramatic Blade

Usui Tengen joined the Demon Slayer Squad because he was recruited by Yuya Ubuyashiki after he was raised as a ninja by a conservative family and had no future in the modern society.His hatred for ghosts has not reached the level of butterflies. Hunting and killing those evil ghosts is the task entrusted to him as a ninja by the protagonist.

So after he became a pillar, he knew that Asahikawa's temporary existence was not completely unacceptable, especially that the other party had a pretty face and didn't smell much blood on his body, and he was huddled in a corner of the maternity house and frantically rushed to draft.

He'd never seen a ghost who would be abused by deadline every day.

Back at the house in the rain at the appointed time, Usui Tengen’s team met Shitou Muichiro, and the six of them hurried into the courtyard, only to see Goro Hirai lying under Asahikawa’s momentary knife, the long knife was cold Terrifying, the smell of rain mixed with the smell of blood, like the accumulation of countless rusty clumber iron.

Shitou Wuichiro subconsciously clenched his knife, but was suppressed by Yusui Tianyuan with his eyes.

If ghosts want to eat people, they can just eat them, what are they doing with their knives.

Shitou Muichiro thought about it too, and let go of his hand.

Asahikawa glanced at their wet appearance for a moment, and said, "It's still alive."

Hirai Goro was still alive, but he was knocked out by the back of the sword.There were messy scratches around the living room. People who came back found that Kobayakawa was huddled in the corner of the living room, his eyes were wide open, weeping constantly, soft and pitiful, as if he hadn't recovered from any crisis.

The arm of her left hand was dripping with blood, as if it had been bitten by...?

Yamato Shin strode towards her in a big stride, and asked what was going on in surprise.

Asahikawa put the knife back into its sheath for a while, frowned and pointed at Hirai Goro who fell on the ground: "This guy must be starving, and he hid in the kitchen for some reason, and when he ran out after chasing Kobayakawa, his mouth was full of blood." , I knocked him out, otherwise he would have eaten Kobayakawa."

Nuliang Lusheng came out, and the rope he found in the house seemed to be to tie Goro Hirai up.

Yu Sui Tianyuan stepped forward to help, and by the way looked at the man lying on the ground, and said strangely: "It's only been two days, and you can starve a person out of hallucinations?"

Asahikawa didn't know the reason for Goro Hirai's madness for a moment. After hearing the scream from the kitchen, Kobayakawa ran out of the corridor screaming, "Don't eat me."Goro Hirai, who was chasing after him, had red eyes and blood on his mouth. If it wasn't for the human smell, Asahikawa almost killed him as a low-level ghost.

The people who just came back heard what happened. Although they couldn’t believe it, they were not unacceptable. After all, this place was not normal anywhere. Under the pressure of fear and hunger, people who had never been outside imagined incomparable despair. It's normal to do drastic things.

Jirou Akutagawa and Yushi Ninzu are still young people with rich feelings. After discussing, they are willing to spare some of their food and leave it to Goro Hirai.

The good-tempered and responsible Nura Rikusho, who looks like a human being, took out gauze and alcohol to help Kobayakawa treat the wound. Asahikawa raised his eyes for a while, and exchanged today's trip with the two teams who had packed their wet clothes.

The sound of rain covered almost everything, pulling everyone in the house into the night in advance like a curtain, separating them from the human world.

Asahikawa lit a candle for a while, and his face seemed paler under the candlelight. Even though Tokito Muichiro pretended to explain unintentionally to Shinozu that his cousin was a little albino, his dark pupils were contrasted by his pale skin, and the whole People also seem not to be angry, only when Nuliang Lusheng is around, his demeanor will be more natural.

Chaorichuan looked at the courtyard for a while: "It seems that there will only be the sound of rain tonight, everyone can sleep well."

Some people smiled reluctantly. A good night's sleep does not exist. Hirai Goro's state is a little strange, but no one can tell what's going on.

Usui Tengen looked normal, glanced at Kobayakawa, skipped Yamato Shinichi's details and told what happened today.

When it rained heavily today, the three of them chose a house with a wide eaves to hide in.With the purpose of finding the villagers after all, they knocked on the door.

"All the black shadows we wiped out on the first day turned back into villagers," said Yusui Tianyuan.

The three entered the villager's house on guard, but nothing happened. The dark-eyed villager lent them a tool to deal with the beast. It was stained with blood. It was not known whether it was human blood or beast blood, but it was very fresh.

Seeing that there was no change, Yusui Tianyuan seized the opportunity to ask several questions in a row, and the villagers answered them all.

"The villagers said that the village has no harvest every year because of the flooding of the river on the mountain. The village head will go up the mountain at this time. There is a shrine in the mountain. The village head will worship the gods in the river in the shrine, and pray that the mountain flood will not erupt.

"And I heard that there was a priestess living in the shrine a long time ago. Later, the priestess was tricked away by other men who came down from the mountain. The village chief still often went up the mountain to clean the shrine, so it was not abandoned."

It's a pity that everyone in the house knew that behind this statement, the mountain torrent was destined to erupt, which would not only submerge the entire village, but also die here if they failed to get out, so they didn't express any opinions.

On the contrary, Asahikawa tilted his head, not knowing what he thought of.

Yusui Tianyuan paused when he said this, poured himself a glass of water, and Asahikawa asked him: "What is the danger you encountered?"

Yusui Tianyuan's expression became a bit more serious.

When he was asking the villagers, he didn't know what restraints the "villagers" in front of him were unable to break free from this layer of false human skin, and he didn't know why the exterminated villagers would reappear, but because of the hungry eyes of the ghost Staring at it, Yusui Tianyuan was a little impatient, so he asked the village chief what kind of person he was.

The villagers said quietly: "It's the same as us."

Akutagawa Jirou seemed to have thought of something, his expression changed.

In the plot, the evil spirit has never shown its true colors. It only attacked the house from the fog at six o’clock, and the evil spirit left at dawn. Ghost, but there is no definite confirmation of this point, it is just a question raised by a letter from a reader.

Juveniles often look at other people's analysis when reading comics, but never worry about it. After all, comics are nothing more than comics. He doesn't take the truth seriously, and he also expects comic authors to bring interesting plots that new readers can't think of.

Of course, now he only hoped that this comic would not be so dangerous.

"Is the second point of danger just encountering a black shadow?" Chao Richuan didn't care much for a while: "That's not bad."

Five o'clock is a group, and two o'clock is one. With Yusui Tianyuan's skill, there must be no problem, but he saw that Yusui Tianyuan's dignified expression did not ease.

Bei Dao said with a pale face, "What we encountered is not the black monster you mentioned."

What they encountered were real ogres.

When Yusui Tianyuan asked in a lightly mocking tone that he was a ghost like you, the villagers smiled on the bright and shadowed face illuminated by the candlelight, their eyes were dull for a moment, and their facial features shrugged.

It was as if the wax figure had been melted by heat, and after the ghost's face had faded, there were jagged and sharp teeth to prop up the mouth, and the ghost's horns covered with veins protruded from the forehead, and the expression became strange and ferocious.

On the first day, the black shadow transformed by the villagers was not very powerful, and it melted like splashed ink after being cut with a sharp weapon, but as the villagers stretched and rushed towards him, Yu Sui Tianyuan clearly felt the difference in this ghost.

It has a certain shape and greater brute force, just like a lowly ghost that has just been transformed and doesn't know how to restrain its desires, and just wants to fill its stomach with bloody human flesh.

Because the villagers who turned into ghosts were still flesh and blood, Kitajima Shang and Yamato Shinichi watched in horror as Usui Tianyuan picked up the tool he just got and smashed the ghosts to pieces.

Then they vomited for a long time.

The ghost didn't regenerate, or there wasn't enough time to regenerate, so Yu Sui Tianyuan came back with the two of them.

Ogres are getting stronger.

Compared to the fact that the ghost was smashed to pieces, Bei Dao had guessed this, and his face was extremely pale until now.Akutagawa Jirou, who knew the plot, also deduced this point and told everyone.

The ghost hunters who know the inner nature of the ogre have a vague premonition, will the ghost that appears next time master the blood ghost technique?

Shitou Wuichiro pursed his lips, and Asahikawa's expression was not as good as before he went out, he didn't believe that Shitou would be frightened by Yusui Tianyuan's statement, so he asked him what's wrong.

Yushi Ninata spoke first: "We got lost today."

The three teenagers wanted to explore the road to the bottom of the mountain. Today's plan was to start directly from the other direction of the village entrance, but they didn't expect that when they reached the village entrance, the road would change.

At that time, it seemed that it might rain at any time, but there was a thick fog outside the entrance of the village. Taking the entrance of the village as a clear boundary, the thick fog covered the entire forest, but the fairly flat road disappeared. Stepping out of the village entrance is the gloomy mountain forest.

Akutagawa Jiro said that when the protagonist was exploring, he would encounter things that he hadn't encountered the day before on the mountain roads he walked every day, and then wandered like a ghost hitting a wall for a few hours before returning to the village, but he didn't expect that he would change directly from the entrance of the village here. up.

The forest was pitch black, and the strange wind and the sounds of insects and ants crawling seemed to be wandering between every leaf. Tokito Wuichiro took out his Japanese sword without much hesitation, and walked in regardless of the surprised eyes of the other two. up the forest.

"We did get lost after we went in, but we didn't encounter wild beasts, and there were no poisonous snakes. It seemed to be going around in circles, and it was definitely not the forest we entered yesterday."

"Then what did you encounter?"

The three teenagers wandered around in the dense forest like headless chickens. The steepness of the ground was also strange, sometimes sloping up and sometimes going down.

Shitou Muichiro is very patient and has some experience in hunting ghosts in the wild. He did not hide his skills, and would often jump on tall trees to observe the situation until he heard the sound of water flowing.

At the moment when he heard the sound of water flow, Tokito Muichiro felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, as if every cell in his body was screaming, warning him to stay away—the sense of crisis rose from the ground and penetrated his bones The coolness in his body froze in an instant, freezing the boy's nerves that had always been insensitive.

It was the first time he encountered this feeling, the sound of the gurgling water was like the foothills weighing a thousand catties, pressing down on him.

Not because of ghosts, not because of monsters, no reason, no warning.

Shitou Wuichiro looked at the two classmates who hadn't reacted, his heart was beating like a drum, and he immediately led them away from the range of the voice.

When there was no longer the sound of water flowing in my ears, there was a muffled thunder, heavy rain poured down, and the thick fog cleared away. It turned out that the entrance of the village was already in front of me.