Only 100 days left in life

The whore Taro and his sister Rakuhime had been beheaded by Zenin Naoya and Zenin Maki last night.

The support staff of the Demon Slayer Squad cleaned up the scene, but fortunately, no one was injured except Suma, who had just been rescued and was still a little weak.

After confirming that the ghosts lurking in Huajie had been eliminated, the pillars did not leave. Instead, they stayed at the Vine House not far from Huajie. Together they will be stationed near Flower Street to clean up the ghosts in this area.

Facts have proved that their decision is correct.

But it was eight or nine o'clock, and it started to rain today.

The sky was gloomy, and the sun could not be seen, only fine raindrops hit the exposed skin of people in a hurry, bringing a thorough coolness.

And according to Wujo Wu, dozens of ghosts are now rushing towards the location of Huajie.

Shiratori Mariko stood by the window looking into the distance, and could almost smell the fresh smell from the rain-wet plants outside the window.

It's hard for this guy to come here specially for this matter, and take away the dessert that the alternate oiran gave her

The experiment was going on in full swing inside the room. Sitting in the center of the kitchen door, Mi Douzi was still holding her bamboo tube in her mouth, looking at the surrounding pillars in confusion, and the sleeve of one arm was rolled up.

"Hold on a little bit," Butterfly Shinobi wiped Mizuko's skin with a cotton swab soaked in alcohol, then stabbed the needle in his hand into Mizuko's arm, and then shouted at Tanjiro, "Little guy, come up a bit. The side effects are a bit strong, so remember to hold your sister down."

While talking, she pushed the liquid in the needle into Mi Douzi's body, and beside her was Miss Zhushi who was neatly dressed and had a gentle smile.

"I hope it will work." Miss Zhu Shi touched the place where she had been injected, "I have turned back to a normal person. Although the life expectancy is not much different from that of a normal person, I am still very lucky."

Yushiro next to her clenched the box in his hand and looked at her quietly.

As one of the few ghosts who were not controlled by Wu Mi, Yushiro also injected this potion.

His current physical level is about the same as when he died. Experiments some time ago have confirmed that he can walk in the sun after being injected, and he no longer needs to rely on eating the flesh and blood of others to survive.

Like Miss Zhu Shi, he is free.

Tanjiro hurriedly squeezed the others away, and gently held Mizuko's hands with those calloused hands.

"Patience a little bit, Mi Douzi," he said, "you'll be fine soon. This is the medicine that can turn you back into a human being."

Hearing this sentence, Yu Mao Tianyuan raised his eyebrows.

"Can you turn ghosts back into people?" he said. "Butterfly, have you tried using them on other ghosts?"

"Miss Zhushi and Yushiro both tried, but because of the urgent time, they didn't go to catch other ghosts." Butterfly Shinobi pulled out the needle, "This is not a spray, it can only be injected. Fortunately, I also brought a wisteria flower toxins extracted from

Seeing Yazuko gradually calm down, Tanjiro breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you so much," he said after calming down his excitement, "I really, really thank you, Miss Butterfly."

"It's not just me," Butterfly explained with a smile, "I researched the antidote for Midouzi together with Ms. Zhushi. Speaking of which, it's all thanks to Ms. Shiratori—her blood is really strong. it works."

Mariko Shiratori, who was sitting idly by in a daze, was suddenly called by name, and she paused for a moment before remembering what they were talking about.

"It's good if it can help," she said with a smile, "but haven't you tried it with other ghosts?"

"Yeah," Die Ren nodded, "I wanted to try it out last night."

But unfortunately, when they arrived near the prostitute Taro and Fallen Hime, Zenin Maki and Zenin Naoya beheaded the prostitute Taro and his sister at the same time without hesitation.

Butterfly shoved the things back near his belt, raised his head, only to find that Shanyi on the side seemed to be shaking.

"What's the matter with you, little one?" she asked.

Shan Yi took a few deep breaths before opening his trembling mouth.

"There are ghosts!" He spat out in panic, "It's ghosts!"

Tanjiro sniffed, and his expression changed.

"I smelled it too," he said, "just when—"

"Here," the door was slowly pushed open, revealing an extremely delicate face.

The visitor held a golden fan in his hand, his eyes were colored like glass, "I am here."

Shiratori Mariko: "There are still ghosts walking through the gate."

It's completely different from his boss and colleagues.

"Yeah," Tong Mo smiled harmlessly, "I still think it's more appropriate to go through the formal door."

His words were quite soft, "It seems to be you, poor child—"

Fu Heisher looked at the fan in Tong Mo's hand that smelled of money, nodded thoughtfully, and interrupted Tong Mo's words.

"Give them the ghost," he said curtly, "we've got the fan."

Shiratori Mariko: "What?"

Did Fuheshier mean what she thought? !Wait, who "we" with him?Obviously the only one who wants a fan is himself!

Before Shiratori Mariko could speak, Yoshiyuki Tomioka spoke first.

"Okay," he said.

Fu Heisher raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, and then laughed.

"Then it's settled, and it's agreed in advance that I won't do things that lose money," he said nonchalantly, "Don't die."

"Maybe you haven't forgotten that I'm still here?" Tong Mo's smile could hardly be maintained.

"Oh," Fu Heisher turned his head and glanced at him, "Let's go out and fight."

His tone was ordinary, as if he was talking about something unusual.

"Why should I listen to you?" Tong Mo followed Fuheshier to a flat ground in a daze, and Tong Mo felt that he had made a mistake.

He should bring a few women who haven't finished eating to hang around, so that he doesn't have to discuss these useless things with the guy in front of him who can't understand the nonsense, and the ghost hunter will rush directly——

"I don't know, it has nothing to do with me," Fuheshier said indifferently, "I said, don't hold back."

He licked the scar on the corner of his lips, held the handle of the Rilun Knife with one hand, and slashed at Tong Mo, "Fix it quickly."

Don't delay him from killing a ghost. Speaking of this, he wants to ask other questions.

Fu Heisher casually dodged Tong Mo's fan and asked, "Are all of you ghosts rich?"

Tong Mo: ""

Is this the new member of the Ghost Killing Squad?Why do you ask this kind of question at this time, do you want to receive his inheritance?

"Why didn't he practice for us first?" Zenyuan Maki tilted her head, and also drew out her Japanese sword, and stood by Shiratori Mariko, "I thought Fuheisher didn't bother to do anything today."

As a result, Mariko Shiratori, the employer, was left here, and ran to fight by herself.

"Ah, because this one seems to be more valuable?" Mariko Shiratori said uncertainly, "Mr. Shier likes expensive things, right?"

She looked at Yigu Youtai who was serious beside her, "What's wrong, Mr. Yigu?"

"It's nothing, it's just that a few ghosts are rushing over," Yi Gu Youtai said, "Student Fu Hei also felt it?"

Fu Heihui patted the restless Jade Dog and nodded.

"Yes," he said, "Maki-senpai—"

"Leave Shiratori to us," Nagasaki Yarose waved her hand in disgust, "Go, go."

Shiratori Mariko silently raised her hand.

"Well, maybe Hui-jun can stuff the box into the shadow?" She suggested, "I remember your shadow seems to be able to hide weapons, right? Is it okay to stuff the box?"

Fu Heihui glanced at her and nodded.

"Okay," he said, "do you want to go back?"

"I'll go back first, more and more ghosts will come over later," Shiratori Mariko said, "I'll leave it to you here."

She took the hand of Zaomen Mi Douzi, who had fallen asleep and was shaking her head, "I'll take Mi Douzi home first. Miss Zhu Shi, please come too? When you are all well, just call me." "

Fu Heihui nodded.

After all the remaining eleven ghosts of Twelve Ghost Months had entered Hanakai, and Naruko confirmed that all the pillars were staying in Hanakai and fighting with their subordinates, Kimai Tsuji was relieved.

He got off the tram slowly and stood at the door of the maternity house.

The day has finally arrived.

What a great opportunity that all the pillars have left, there is not one left, isn't it?

Onimai Tsuji smiled and walked towards the main house of the Sanshikiya family.

The corners of his clothes fluttered, quite unrestrained and unrestrained, but also with the calmness of winning.

But at the moment he stood at the door of the main house of the maternity house, an inexplicable fear struck him.

There was bad news from other ghosts, and along with the transmission of this news, came the sudden disconnection over there.

Using blood to remotely control their Oni Mai Tsuji Mumi, he suddenly couldn't feel any feedback from the ghosts.

--Oops!There is definitely a problem!

Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi turned around almost instantly, turning his head and trying to run.

But obviously, he reacted too late - someone had already stood by his side at some point, breathing softly into his ear, "It's already here, don't go~"

Guiwu Tsuji Wuyan was stunned at the blindfolded man who was close at hand.

At such a speed, he didn't notice it at all.

"Who are you?!" Ghost Mai Tsuji asked, "What do you have to do with the maternity house family!"

The door of the main house of the maternity house was slowly pushed open, and a thin man walked out.

"Gojo-kun is my guest," Sanshikiya Yoya said gently, "We have been waiting for you for a long time, Kimai Tsujimusai."

"That's right," Osamu Dazai, who appeared at an unknown time, stood on the other side of Kimai Tsuji, "waited for two days? Three days?"

He still held a handful of cards in his hand, and seemed quite regretful, "It's a pity, if you didn't come too early today, I would have won this hand—"

"Dazai-kun, don't talk nonsense!" Gojo Satoru retorted, "I am the one who will win!"

Oni Wu Tsuji: ""

He leaned to the side unobtrusively, intending to leave quietly, but Gojo Satoru looked over as if he had eyes behind his back.

"Oh, that's right," Wujo Satoru said, "There is still a problem that hasn't been resolved."

He thought for a while, "You want to stay alive, right? Let's be paralyzed for three months first, how about it?"

Facing the pair of eyes that Gojo Satoru suddenly pulled up, Onimai Tsujima froze in place, feeling a burst of unstoppable fear and trembling from the depths of his soul.

With a disastrous expression on his face, he took a step back subconsciously, "You don't want to come here"

Gojo Satoru said with a smile, "Relax, it's only a moment, it'll be over soon! It'll be soon~"

"The field unfolds—infinite space."