This lord is too weak but strong

Because the ghost society chooses to act at night, Shugo Hoshino and his party naturally chose to board the Infinity train at night.

Nuliang Koipan, who strongly urged to go together, concealed his figure with the technique of mirror flower, water moon, and followed Hoshino Shugo, while Purgatory Kyojuro boarded the train separately at another ticket office.

Because the identity of Nuliang Kaiban is no different from evil spirits to the evil spirits. Once he appears on the Infinity train, he may cause the crazy attacks of the spirits. For the sake of the innocent people on the train, it is better not to show his face.

Token Fusangshen originally planned to go with him, but Hoshino Shugo refused, and he didn't even bring Yuan with him.

I am in the light, and the enemy is in the dark. It is not a wise move to scare the snake.

When buying tickets, Shugo Hoshino gave him a thoughtful look, and silently bought two tickets, so as to save someone from evading fares in a grandiose way.

"Hoshino, you did this on purpose!" Of course Nuliang Koban noticed his movements and protested helplessly.

Mr. Li, who is idle and eats and drinks for nothing, said that he was a little bit targeted.

Not wanting to be regarded as a fool talking to himself, Shugo Hoshino just glanced at him indifferently, with "you know" written all over his face, and didn't speak.

"This is the characteristic of slippery ghosts," Nuliang Liban tried to quibble, "this is called essence."

"The essence of eloquence."

Hoshino Shugo's voice is extremely low, unless he is close, it is difficult to hear what he said, but Nuliang Kouban is different - as a half-demon, his senses are much more sensitive than ordinary humans , so it was easy to hear his rare complaints.

"Hoshino, you know me better than I imagined." Nuliang Liban touched his chin thoughtfully, showing a somewhat triumphant smile, and said in an insatiable way: "Hoshino, you can see through the essence." , should be said to be my honor."

Shugo Hoshino: "..."

He can't say enough about this guy.

Anyway, no matter what he said, he would be misinterpreted by Nuliang Liban to mean what he preferred, so it was better not to say anything.

"Why did Hoshino suddenly stop talking?" Nuliang asked persistently without getting a response from him.

Shugo Hoshino glanced at him expressionlessly, got on the train in a silent posture, found a seat and sat down.

He was right by the window, and through the unclear glass, he could see the gray night outside.

He tried to sense the surroundings of the carriage with his spiritual power, but he didn't find anything unusual.

There were a few passengers in the car in twos and threes, and after a while, Purgatory Kyojuro got on the car from another entrance, pretending to be a chance encounter, and sat opposite Shugo Hoshino.

After the station reported the time, the train finally started.

Purgatory Kyojuro's attitude was as enthusiastic as ever, and he even offered to invite Shugo Hoshino to eat supper. After Shugo Hoshino refused, he was the only one to feast on it.

Then Hoshino Shugo watched him eat more than a dozen train bento, and kept praising "delicious" while eating.

"Your appetite is really good." Hoshino Shugo said in a sighing tone, just watching Purgatory Anjurou eat, there will be an illusion that he is also hungry.

"My appetite has always been great!" Purgatory Xingshourou said with a satisfied face after packing up the last bento box, beckoning the conductor to take away the bento box.

"It's Mr. Hoshino, you should eat well when you are not in good health!" Said the purgatory Xingjurou who likes to take care of others very much.

Hoshino Shugo just smiled at this, but Nuliang Koipan sat aside and nodded with an expression of approval.

Because Purgatory Xingshourou has no spiritual power, he can't see the figure of Nuliang Carp Companion at all. Just when he was eating a bento, he was given a few pieces of barbecue by the other party, but he didn't notice it at all.

"I seem to smell the smell of Mr. Hoshino and Mr. Yanzhu," the boy with dark spots on his forehead and dark red hair leaned his head from another carriage, and when he saw the figures of Hoshino Shugo and the others, Kamado Tanjirou's eyes lit up suddenly, "It sure is!"

"I don't want to go to that Mr. Hoshino's side!" My wife Shanyi's voice also sounded, with a strong sense of resistance. "No matter how good-looking he is, I won't go!"

"Oh oh oh! This is the inside of the king of the mountain!" On the other side, the one who was trying to lean his body out of the car, and was pulled by my wife Zenitsu so that he didn't jump out and race the train was Zuhira Inosuke .

"Have you three recovered completely?" Shugo Hoshino asked with a slight smile.

Hearing his question, the three of them became quiet in an instant, and couldn't help but think of the scene of Shugo Hoshino's temporary "investigation" during the physical function training that day.

It can make Zuihei Inosuke, who has always been so motivated and tireless, show a desperate and aggrieved expression. Mr. Hoshino in front of him is indeed powerful and terrifying to some extent!

Zuhira Inosuke, who was trying to climb the window, obediently put his body back, and didn't dare to look at Shugo Hoshino, but he still said forcefully: "Next time I will definitely splash water on your face! Absolutely! "

"Okay, then I'll wait and see." The smile on Hoshino Shugo's lips grew stronger, and he agreed casually.

"Hoshino's attitude towards them is completely different from that towards me!" Nuliang Koipan looked at the smile on his face and complained dissatisfiedly.

Hoshino Shugo didn't bother to pay attention to him, but just glared at him while no one was paying attention.

He has always been as cold and calm as the moonlight, with a sense of aloofness and aloofness. In this way, he seems to have a bit of popularity, just like the moon in the water, making people feel like they can be caught in their arms by reaching out. .

"Mr. Purgatory! I have a question to ask you!" Kamado Tanjiro sat next to Purgatory Kyojuro, and asked him about the "God of Fire Kagura" and "Breath of Fire".

Purgatory Xingshoulang, who is a pillar of fire, knows nothing about this.

When he learned that Kamado Tanjiro was the breath that evolved from the family ritual dance and the sword move that he had seen in Yuan, Purgatory Kyojuro expressed his amazement, and said that if Kamado Tanjiro was willing, He can adopt him as a stepson.

Kamado Tanjiro was a little surprised by this, but he happily agreed: "It is my honor to be Mr. Purgatory's stepson!"

The train has traveled a short distance.In addition to the noise here, most of the passengers were leaning on the back of the seat and drowsy.

After a while, a ticket inspector in uniform came all the way over. His face was ashen, and he seemed to have no blood. The hand that took the ticket was trembling slightly, and he looked like he hadn't slept well for a long time.

"Your ticket is confirmed..." the ticket inspector said in a hoarse voice, and handed the ticket back.

And just when the ticket inspector was tremblingly about to leave, Purgatory Xingshoulang suddenly stood up, pressed his shoulder, and pointed to the other side: "Brother, what do you see there?"

And as far as he could see, at the place where the trains met, an evil ghost with sarcoids all over his body climbed up, and when he noticed the humans here, he showed a salivating expression.

His figure was huge, half a body taller than an adult man, but before he showed his figure, no one found his trace.

"Breath of Flame·One Type·Shiranui!"

Purgatory Xingshourou's knife had already been cut off, and the head of the evil spirit rolled to the ground with a rumble, turning into fly ash before alarming the others in the carriage.

"Is there any problem there?" The ticket inspector looked back suspiciously, with heavy dark circles under his eyes.

"Hmm, it's okay, it's okay!" Purgatory Xingshoulang said with a haha, "I misread just now, I'm really sorry!"

"Okay." The ticket inspector showed a nervous and weak smile, and staggered out of the carriage.

"Mr. Purgatory, your sword technique just now was too fast! I didn't see clearly at all." Kamado Tanjirou looked at Purgatory Kyojuro adoringly, with a bright light shining in his eyes, "It's too strong!"

"Compared to Mr. Hoshino, my sword skills are nothing more than trivial skills!" Purgatory Kyojuro glanced at Shugo Hoshino who had not moved at all, and rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment.

"There should be more than one evil ghost in this train," Shugo Hoshino rubbed his eyebrows, showing a somewhat sleepy expression, and said slowly, "Don't take it lightly."

The evil ghost that could cause more than 40 people to disappear silently is definitely not a small thing that can be solved with a single blow. It's just that he doesn't know where the other evil spirits are hiding. He obviously didn't notice any problems in the carriage.

"If Mr. Hoshino is sleepy, rest!" Seeing his expression, Purgatory Kyojuro said thoughtfully, "Leave this to me!"

"Sleep if you're sleepy, I'm still here." Although Nuliang Liban couldn't see his figure, his deep and elegant voice was obviously indulgent, "If you can't even do such trivial things well, why should I be a slave?" Where is Ryogumi's second generation?"

What's more, before setting off, the Demon Killing Team specially prepared a Sundial Knife for him. Even if he encounters a ghost, Nuliang Koipan who has the Sundial Knife will naturally not be entangled by those ghosts. In fact, it is far more powerful than Jiuzhu.

Kamado Tanjirou glanced at him curiously.

He had already smelled that there was another person beside Mr. Hoshino, but he couldn't see him at all, so he subconsciously understood him as Shugo Hoshino's "shikigami".

"Yeah." Hearing what the two said, Shugo Hoshino nodded, and he slightly covered his lips and yawned. The hazy mist appeared in his iris-purple eyes, which added a bit of amiability to him.

He propped his cheek with one hand, and decided to close his eyes and take a short nap.

People in other seats on the train were also drowsy, and some even snored faintly.

"Hmm, riding this train is really sleepy!" Seeing him close his eyes, and then looking at the other people on the train, Lian Ji Xing Shou Lang couldn't help sighing, his angry voice softened a lot .

"That's true," Kamado Tanjiro rubbed his face, trying to drive away the drowsiness, "I'm a little sleepy too, this atmosphere is really suitable for sleeping."

On the other side, my wife Zenitsu and Zuihei Inosuke were already sound asleep, especially my wife Zenitsu, who dreamed of something happy in the dream and let out a weird laugh.

"Mr. Purgatory, you..." Seeing the posture of the crowd, Nu Liang Liban, who used the magic trick to hide his figure, couldn't help but frowned. He stood up and looked around the carriage, only to see that everyone in the carriage was trapped. In his sleep, he was uncharacteristically quiet.

"It's really sleepy... This is not right..." Purgatory Anjurou originally planned to explain the current situation with Nuliang Koi, but a strong sleepiness swept over his whole body in an instant, and his whole body limply lay on the table. All the sun wheel knives slipped from his hands and landed on the ground with a dull sound.

On the other side, Kamado Tanjiro's body also fell down and was buried on the body of Purgatory Kyojuro.

Seeing such a picture, if you don't know that there is a problem in this train, it must be that there is something wrong with Nura Kotomo's brain.

He frowned slightly, leaned over to look at Shugo Hoshino, and stretched out his hand to give him a gentle push.

The arm that was originally supporting the cheek was loosened by him, and the heavy head was about to fall off in an instant, Nuliang Kouban quickly reached out to grab it, and then leaned the person gently on the back of the chair.

"Hoshino? Hoshino?" Nuliang Liban called softly.

And Shugo Hoshino, who was always vigilant, didn't give him even half a reaction, and even his eyelashes didn't tremble the slightest.

He fell into a deep sleep.

Shugo Hoshino's sleeping face was peaceful and beautiful, even the most gorgeous rhetoric in the world couldn't modify his beauty, but Nuliang Kaiban didn't have any thoughts to think about it now.

Even Shugo Hoshino was tricked, and he was the only one who didn't show up in front of people safe and sound. Where did those ghosts do their tricks? !

He didn't know much about ghosts, and Nuliang Kouban didn't know how to wake people up from sleep. He glanced at Shugo Hoshino, and unconsciously rubbed his fingertips on the hilt of the Japanese knives. He opened his eyes. Opening and closing his right eye, a cold killing intent flashed in his eyes.

There is always a smile in the eyes of Nuliang Liban, just like what he himself showed, romantic and unrestrained, but such a cold and biting killing intent seems to be a bit out of tune with him, showing like a blade On the sharp side.

Dare to hurt Hoshino, he will definitely make that ghost pay the price!

Shugo Hoshino smelled the faintly bitter aroma of the platycodon flower.

The pain in his body made him too lazy to move his fingers. He just moved his eyelids slightly, opened his eyes slowly, and stared blankly at the sky.

"You're awake, Xiu."

The elegant voice rang out as soon as Shugo Hoshino opened his eyes, and the ending was slightly raised, with an unconscious charm.

Shugo Hoshino moved, and set his gaze on the man who spoke.

Sitting kneeling next to his bed was a young man in a white hunting suit and a black hat on his head.

He has long black hair like a waterfall, and a few tufts even spread out on the bed, and a pair of dark eyes seem to restrain all the colors of this time, and it is enough to be intoxicated at a glance.

"Is it better?" The man asked softly, with concern in his eyes, seeing Shugo Hoshino's expression was a little confused, he couldn't help but soften his voice a bit: "What's wrong, Xiu?"

"pain."

Hoshino Shugo moved his lips, and made a short sound, but this cry of pain with a little sob sounded like coquetry.

"Has the medicine worked?"

The young man frowned. He stretched out his hand, and grasped Hoshino Shugo's cold hand through the bedding with familiar movements. Before Hoshino Shugo could say anything, a warm spiritual force flowed down the palms of the two people who were close together. It was continuously sent over, trying to suppress the tumbling pain that was enough to make one wish to die.

"Is this better, Xiu?" He asked while holding Hoshino Shugo's hand.

Although this kind of action didn't have any effect on Shugo Hoshino, he couldn't bear to let the other party show that helpless look of self-blame, so he bent the corner of his mouth and showed a weak smile.

"Well, much better, Seimei."

Hearing what he said, the young man with black hair and black eyes finally showed his first smile after opening his eyes.