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

"Is it alright, Tanjiro?" 300 years is enough time for many things to happen, and the young god who was only barely reaching his waist has long since grown into a young man.

Shenming's blue eyes looked worriedly at Vulcan, who was still a boy in front of him, and frowned slightly, really disapproving of the other party's stubborn desire to leave Kamiju.

After 300 years, Kamado Tanjirou still looks like the boy Yato saw for the first time, except that his expression is no longer lively and nimble, nothing has changed.

Gods have nearly infinite lives, but that doesn't mean they won't grow up.If it weren't for the accident 300 years ago, Kamado Tanjiro Shinjin would have looked as handsome and tall as he was.

The young Mitsugami hurriedly dragged the Vulcan, who was about to be completely swallowed by Kou, into the shrine. Although the absolutely clear holy water in the shrine could restrain the spread of the mischievous disease, Tanjiro Kamado's condition was too serious. , It took almost 300 years in the divine dwelling to completely cure the disease on his body.

That serious illness prevented Kagami's body from growing at all, but what worried Yato even more was Kamado Tanjirou's current state of mind.

For gods, heart disease is much more serious than physical disease.

"It doesn't matter." The god who had already shed his black clothes shook his head, the familiar gentle expression between his brows almost made the god of misfortune cry: "Besides, it's not good to stay in the god's house all the time."

"There are more important things waiting for me to do, isn't there?"

Yatoshen, who understood what Vulcan's words meant, remained silent.

For 300 years, the 300 years of Vulcan's absence were enough for Onimai Tsuji to develop his own family.Creatures called ghosts were mixed among human beings, waiting for an opportunity after the night completely enveloped this shore, killing many innocent creatures.

Vulcan is not ignorant of what has happened over the past few hundred years.Countless human wailings were conveyed to the ears of the gods without omission, but Kamado Tanjiro, who couldn't even take half a step out of the kamiju, could do nothing but hate his own powerlessness.

He also asked the flower god, what is the so-called blue flower on the other side.However, Huashen looked embarrassed, hesitantly unwilling to tell Vulcan the truth.

"There is no such kind of flower." The flower god's tone was firm, and she definitely did not lie to Kamado Tanjiro about this.

Just as wisteria is regarded as the representative of Vulcan on the other side, people will use different names to replace the god itself out of awe of the god.

The cyan Bana is originally a species that does not exist in this world.

Because it refers to the heart of Vulcan in front of him.

Even if human beings want to touch the gods, it is just a delusion, let alone get the heart of the gods.That's why Flower God said that there is no such thing at all.

Therefore, the doctor's medicine is doomed to be absolutely imperfect from the beginning.

"Yabu should have his own things to do, right?" Tanjiro Kamado gently pushed Yabu who had been standing there blankly, and urged with a smile.

"I know what I should do."

The blue-eyed Fujinshen slightly opened his mouth, looked at the smiling Vulcan, but finally did not emphasize that he had changed his name.

It doesn't matter if you call him Yabu or Yato, if it's Tanjiro, it shouldn't matter.

Kamado Tanjiro exhaled slightly, as if he first stepped out of the vermilion tall torii that separated the boundary between humans and gods more than 300 years ago, and crossed that dividing line again without hesitation.

His shrine is still as magnificent and magnificent as before, the tall torii gate is still as solemn and majestic as before, and his appearance has not changed in the slightest.

The only difference is probably the black dress that was taken off by Vulcan, and the state of mind that changed quietly at some point.

Kamado Tanjiro was very clear about his purpose of stepping into the world again this time.

He wants to kill the evil spirits and completely kill the source of endless sorrow.

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"Mr. Yuanyi, you have worked hard today!" The maiden with a good appearance and a lively personality smiled and took the Kagura Bell from the person in front of her with a brisk tone.

"How is Song doing recently?"

"Yeah." Taking off the previous day's crown, the red-haired man nodded slightly: "When the ceremony is held tomorrow, the song said that we have to go down the mountain to have a look."

"That's really exciting." The witch reached out to take the previous sky crown, slightly bowed and stepped on the wooden clogs behind her, and walked away briskly.

Their place is just a small village with a small population, and even a few of them can complete the work of the shrine.

The one who was enshrined was naturally His Highness the God of Fire. Over the past 300 years, although the ways of offering sacrifices to the Vulcan god have changed somewhat, the Vulcan sacrifice remains as grand as ever.

Even in a small place like them, they will make good preparations for the Vulcan Sacrifice to please the gods and pray for the coming year.

Nearly ten years have passed since Ji Guoyuan left the family and came to this place without knowing it.The people in the mountains are simple and honest, even if they know that Yuanyi may be slightly different from them, they still treat him without any grievances, and even help him to sing in many ways without any trace.

In order to repay this unspoken kindness, Ji Guoyuan also volunteered to take up the work related to the Vulcan Festival.

He seems to have always had a good relationship with Vulcan - as early as when he was just born, some priests said that he had an unexplainable and wonderful relationship with Vulcan, and even once wanted to take him away and train him as a priest.

And the flower earrings on his ears are also the amulet that his mother, who is a devout believer of Vulcan, came to pray for him to protect his healthy growth.

Ji Guoyuan was born with a talent that other people may not be able to match in his lifetime - this is his talent and privilege as the Son of God.

He is not a priest in the shrine, but is only in charge of the Kagura dance at the Vulcan Festival.Every time he hops the Kagura bell on his hand, Ji Guoyuan always has the illusion that he is actually dancing a sword.

Maybe it's a little disrespectful to say this, but Ji Guoyuan really feels that there are many incongruities in this fire god Kagura.

He has already made an appointment with Ge, and they will get married after tomorrow's Fire God Festival, and Ge will go down the mountain tomorrow to buy various things.

Ji Guoyuan didn't think it was a waste of his talent to simply spend his life in the deep mountains without a name.Such a simple and happy life is a luxury in this turbulent age.

The red-haired man met the boy before the fire god festival started.

That young man had the same markings on his forehead that looked like flames, his deep red eyes were warm and soft, and he also wore the same flower earrings on his ears.

The young man in Ichimatsu feather weaving seemed a little surprised when he saw him, but he smiled the next moment, Shi Shi ran across the crowd, and walked to him almost instantly.

The young man seemed to be a drop of water blending into the world, and the clothes on his body were just the most common fabrics, and there seemed to be nothing worth paying attention to.

——However, what attracted Ji Guoyuan's attention was not only some of the overly conspicuous features on the young man's body, but also the dark red handle of the knife that was fastened around his waist and put in a sheath.

"Are you...?" Obviously the young man can be regarded as a suspicious person, maybe the expression on the young man's face is too soft and bright, or some inexplicable feelings, Ji Guoyuan just put down the gun in his hand in doubt. Kagura Ling, didn't understand why the other party appeared here alone.

"I'm just a passing passenger." The boy waved his hand, his crimson eyes were full of smiles, "Is there going to be a Vulcan Festival here?"

"Are you the priest here?"

Ji Guoyuan nodded, then shook his head.

Immediately, it is true that there is a fire god sacrifice, but he is not a sacrifice.

"Mr. Yuanyi!" The young lady witch hurried over to take Ji Guoyuan away, as if she hadn't seen that strange boy at all, and kept complaining that Ji Guoyuan left so casually .

No matter when and where the Fire God Festival is held, it is an extremely grand ceremony. Even if they are just a small village here, they will not allow any mistakes in the Fire God Festival.

The strange boy stood on tiptoe and waved at Ji Guoyuan, putting his hands around his mouth as if to say something.The surrounding environment was too noisy, Ji Guoyuan couldn't hear the boy's words clearly, but inexplicably understood the boy's meaning from those deep red eyes.

——Vulcan Festival, please do your best!

He danced to the beat of the drum, following the movements taught to him by Miss Miko.The red sandalwood shoes rubbed against the wooden altar, making a slight rustling sound, which was silently lost in the solemn and shocking dance music.

Ji Guoyuan saw the boy.

Obviously the young man was quietly hiding in the crowd, but there seemed to be some strange feeling between them. The two pairs of crimson eyes met directly, and then they moved away slightly in silence.

The young man watched his dance attentively, as if he was simply admiring it, or as if he was looking down from a high sky, the contradiction did not violate the harmony.

Ji Guoyuan couldn't say what kind of feeling he had in his heart at that time, but there was a thought that kept spinning in his mind suddenly for some reason.

Definitely, must catch his attention with a more perfect dance.

——Because this is the Kagura dance that was born to please the god of fire.

By the time Ji Guoyuanyi finally took off his fancy clothes and came late, the boy had already started talking with Ge.

"Speaking of which, I haven't introduced myself to Mr. Yuanyi yet." The young man turned his head, his eyes drifted unconsciously to the spots on the red-haired man's face and the flower card pendant by his ear, deep in the deep red eyes of the gods What spread quietly was Ji Guoyuan's completely incomprehensible expression.

"I'm Tanjiro, please give me your advice."

Really appreciate your help when I was human.Now, please let me, a god, help you.

So gentle and powerful, Enichi-san.

The author has something to say: Which little angel said that he wanted to see Yuanyi, the priest of Vulcan?

As an aside, there is no need to worry too much about the ending he or be.Because as early as when I started writing, I had already decided the ending, Boss Scrap will definitely be punished, just read it slowly.

The biggest knife has been distributed, and the next step is to work hard to spit out the bento. If you spoil the song, you will not die.

以及本章随机抽一位小天使送红包啦~感谢在2021-03-0921:39:01~2021-03-1112:30:18期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 wooden character Yang;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Holy Nest Brother, White Broiler Chicken; 5 bottles of Fleeing July and a half; ~, 1 bottle of Charlotte's Shadow;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!