It is said that Sun Pillar-sama is the god of fire

"Tanjiro!" Yabu almost screamed and rushed towards the collapsed Vulcan. The slippery ghost behind him was almost pulled up by him, resisting the urge to vomit, and reluctantly followed the blue-eyed god. , came in a hurry.

At this moment, the morning light was faint, and scattered sunlight silently shone on the remaining pieces of meat.In an instant, as if seeing the most terrifying thing, it disappeared under the sun with a silent wail, not even a single drop of blood remained.

However, such a sight could not stop the young god at all.Ye Bu almost fell down next to Vulcan almost like a flying pounce, if it wasn't for the cunning ghost's quick hand to pull Ye Bu, it would have inevitably ended up in close contact with the ground.

Before he had time to say thank you, Ye Bu cautiously tried to help him up and fell on the ground for some time, his whole body was already cold.Vulcan breathed weakly, but gasped in the next second.

Kamado Tanjiro's body was almost completely covered with purple ailments, his brows were tightly knit together, there were still spots of black blood coughed up around his mouth, and his expression was painful.

The young god suddenly panicked.The unprepared contact with chiggers also made him inevitably infected with this kind of thing at the same time. However, compared with the pain that gradually spread from chiggers, what made Yebu feel more flustered was Vulcan's state at the moment.

The blue-eyed god was at a loss and wanted to help Kamado Tanjiro up, but before Yabu could make a move, he was pulled away by the blond slippery ghost.

"Don't touch it!" The slippery hag's golden eyes stared at the disease that gradually spread on Ye Bu's body, and she had already fallen to the ground. Vulcan was in an absolutely bad state at the moment, and frowned.

He didn't know what this obviously ominous thing was, but it was obvious that it was contagious among gods.If Yabu is really allowed to pull up Vulcan so unsuspectingly, I'm afraid Yabu will fall down before he takes Zamon Tanjirou away.

At this moment, the slippery ghost is very glad that he also followed.Things that can infect the gods do not pose any threat to a youkai like him, Slick Ghost took a deep breath, and lifted Kamado Tanjirou with awkward movements.

Even if Vulcan still looks like a boy at this moment, Slick Ghost and Ye Bu are still children's bodies at this moment.It is still too difficult to completely lift the unconscious Vulcan with the slippery ghost alone.

However, this moment is not the time to be entangled in these things at all, the slippery ghost gritted his teeth, turned his head and asked Ye Bu, who was almost about to cry, who looked flustered and bewildered.

"what should I do now?"

Kamado Tanjiro's situation is urgent at the moment, if he doesn't think of a way in time, he will fall into a god!

The god of fire has many believers, even if Tanjiro has fallen at this moment, I believe that a new god of fire will be born in a short time.

However, replacement is still the worst case scenario.

"Water!" Ye Bu exclaimed, as if naming an artifact is an instinct engraved in the soul of a god, and how to deal with the ailments contracted seems to be something that the gods know from birth.

"The water in Tanjiro's shrine is the clearest, it should be able to purify these ailments!"

Just do what you say, one god and one demon, relying on the fact that ordinary people can't see him, hurriedly carrying the Vulcan who has completely lost consciousness and ran into the Vulcan Shrine.

——Then, Yu Yebu took Vulcan to Vulcan's shrine.

At this point, the slippery ghost has no way to help these two gods.As an evil monster, he would feel uncomfortable just breaking into the Vulcan shrine, let alone the absolute domain of the gods.

There's nothing Tricky Ghost can do except stand outside the shrine and worry.

The woman's golden eyes looked silently at the sunshine that pierced through the dark clouds and fell straight on the earth. As the daylight dawned, human beings gradually woke up from their sleep, and the noisy voices spread far to the ears of slippery ghosts. In the midst of it, no one seemed to know what happened last night.

The slippery ghost lowered his eyes silently.

It is definitely not a simple existence that can hurt Vulcan to this extent.

The slippery ghost inevitably thinks of a slender figure.

Kamado Tanjiro was injured so badly, but until now he still hasn't seen anyone.

Who it is, the slippery ghost probably has a certain idea in his heart.

Sighing silently, the blond demon quietly turned into a wisp of smoke and ink and floated in the air.

A storm, I'm afraid it's coming.

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Yue Yan didn't know how he escaped.

Maybe the gods were merciful and spared his life, maybe the things he left behind could really block the way of Vulcan. In short, after suffering such a serious injury, he managed to barely recover his life.

The thin sunlight can be vaguely seen quietly appearing in the sky, and the original thick cloud layer is dyed a layer of golden yellow by this ray of sunlight.

The hope-like light in the eyes of human beings seems to be the approaching footsteps of death in the eyes of evil spirits. The golden orange sunlight turns into the sharpest blade, mercilessly taking the life of evil spirits.

The black-haired young man rushed into a rather old house in a panic.

He doesn't care if there are people inside - anyway, with his current strength, it's extremely easy to deal with extremely fragile human beings, not to mention the kind of slumber that comes into his nasal cavity, as if his soul will return to the west in the next second. Smells like dead wood.

Yue Yan was just desperately looking for a place where he could hide from the sun.

"Who is it?" The old woman, who was awakened by the huge movement at the door, was hunched, leaning on her crutches slightly trembling and looking towards the door.

The old woman's eyes were dim, and she couldn't see who was at the door at all, and an old and hoarse voice spread faintly.

"But the passenger who is in trouble?" The voice was hoarse like dead wood, and the old woman squinted her eyes, barely able to see the distressed state of the person in front of the door at the moment.

Her place is remote, and she occasionally encounters travelers in distress.The old man is kind by nature, although he cannot cook a warm meal for the traveler due to his advanced age, it is still within his power to provide a shelter from the wind and rain.

"If you don't mind, please rest with me for a while." The old woman shouted out the door, but the person at the door remained motionless, and she was not sure if the person heard her.

The crutches made of dry wooden sticks were on the ground, making a dull sound.The old woman walked slowly to the side of the unknown passenger, and finally saw the appearance of the visitor clearly.

It has to be said that even if the old woman has seen countless people of all kinds in her life, it is extremely rare to have a person as delicate as the young man in front of her.The ghostly red and magnificent ghost pupils are as bright red as if they could drip blood, and there are some dark red blood splashes on the pale skin, like red plum blossoms suddenly blooming in the snow, dazzling and eye-catching.

The person who came was dressed in rags, as if he had escaped from the chaos of war just now.The old woman sighed slightly in her heart. This era can neither be called good nor bad. The children of the rich and the nobles are intoxicated with money, while the poor are exhausted by the war and have no food to eat.

The old woman just wanted to persuade the young man not to care about the past, but the young man didn't seem to notice her approach at all, and looked intently at the flourishing wisteria flowers in the flower garden.

"Wisteria flowers..." The old woman sighed for a long time, as if she was lamenting that she used to be as green as these fresh petals.

"When I was young, I made a wish to Vulcan, and I don't know if Lord Vulcan really heard my wish, but my old wish came true."

So she moved here alone, planted clusters of wisteria flowers in this remote place, and silently helped passers-by.

She couldn't erect a shrine for Vulcan in such a place, and could only silently express her gratitude to Vulcan in this clumsy way.

Although, the gods above the nine heavens may have never noticed her such a humble and insignificant existence.

The black-haired young man just pursed his lips, silently and slowly walked towards the wisteria flowers that were still flourishing.

The fresh and soft petals gently rubbed against his face, Yue Yan raised his hand, and gently hugged the delicate wisteria petals, his bright red pupils were slightly stained with lavender.

Wisteria is the most beloved flower of Vulcan, and it is also the representative of Vulcan on this shore.

Those who can grow wisteria have already received the blessing of Vulcan invisibly.

Yue Yan lowered his eyes, and the wisteria flower in his hand lay quietly in the palm of his hand. The quiet and elegant purple and light fragrance seemed to silently soothe the turbulent soul of the young man.

But this kind of tenderness is only the last touch of mercy from heaven to him.

An indescribable feeling of numbness suddenly spread in his hands, and the scent of wisteria flowers wafting into his nostrils was like some kind of hallucinogen, making his mind dizzy and almost falling to the ground.

Reluctantly turning his extremely stiff wrist, the black-haired youth staggered a few steps back.The place where I touched the wisteria flower before had turned purple at some point, as if it had been poisoned, which was hideous and terrifying.

There was a warm touch in the nasal cavity, and Yue Yan wiped it lightly, and the dark red ghost blood gradually spread along the fine veins on his hand like a fatal curse.

The black-haired young man looked in disbelief at the wisteria flowers that were still blooming in front of him, and the feeling of dizziness lingered in his mind for a long time. Some kind of absurd but true conjecture emerged in the young man's heart without warning.

He is poisoned.

The poison of wisteria.

He suddenly and clearly realized what this meant.

The God of Vulcan loves the world and is willing to bless all living beings with wisteria flowers.

And he, the evil spirit abandoned by Vulcan, naturally wouldn't allow him to touch such a noble flower as wisteria.

He has been abandoned by the gods, completely expelled from his domain.

"Haha..." The black-haired young man burst into laughter suddenly, the ghost's cells are so domineering, but even a small amount of toxin can't kill him, and it can be completely digested and metabolized in an instant.

He had never been so desperate.

The black thorns suddenly turned over the dark brown land, mercilessly destroying and crushing all the wisteria flowers in the flower garden.The tender purple petals fell feebly on the dirty soil, and were silently buried by the soil.

The black-haired youth seemed to be crazy, his rose red eyes were so bright in the shadows.The old woman standing behind Yueyan encountered this accident and wanted to escape in a hurry, but was grabbed by the neck by the black-haired young man.

The sharp nails pierced deeply into the old man's wrinkled skin like a dead tree, and the blood containing ghost cells silently merged with the blood rushing in the old man's blood vessels, in a tyrannical attempt to assimilate all the old man's blood.

The old woman, who couldn't bear the pain of the physical changes at all, rolled her eyes up, froth overflowed from the corner of her mouth, and her expression was painful.

The black-haired young man stared at the old woman's painful appearance with a cold expression, his eyes were as gloomy and cold as snakes.

The old woman's teeth became as sharp as his at some point, her nails were also stained an abnormal purple-purple color, and she roared like a monster.

The evil ghost didn't even look at the family members kneeling at his feet, who seemed to be terrified of him, glanced at the rising sun that had completely broken through the dark clouds in the sky, turned their heads without hesitation, and stepped into the deeper shadows.

"Ghost dance Tsuji no misery." The young man's voice came from afar.

"Your master. Go and find me the blue Bana flower at all costs."

From now on, Tsukihiko, the abandoned son of the Yashiki clan, will no longer be available in this world.

Only the ghost king, Gui Wu Tsuji, survived forever.

The author has something to say:

Tanjiro is fine, don't worry