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

"Tanjiro?" As if he didn't understand why Kagami just stood outside, looking at him blankly, Tsukihiko raised his eyebrows slightly, and a hint of doubt slipped through his dark pupils.

The sky was about to end, and the golden sunlight unreservedly vented on the ground, dyeing the earth with an afterglow.Kamado Tanjirou stared blankly at the black-haired young man stepping into the sun without hesitation, took his hand and led him into the house.

There is no expected scene where the evil spirits are wiped out in the sun, and the temperature in the palm of the hand is also the unique warmth of human beings, rather than the coldness of evil spirits.

"You are... Yueyan?" He seemed to be looking at the young man in front of him in disbelief, with a tremor in his voice that he didn't realize.

What floats into the nostrils is a unique smell that only belongs to human beings - there is no stench from the evil ghost, just the unique fragrance of Yue Yan.

"What's the matter?" Yue Yan just gave him a rather strange look, crossed his hands, and looked quite dissatisfied.

"Didn't you agree to take me to the Vulcan Festival tonight?" The young man sneered, "You won't regret it, will you?"

Vulcan festival?

Tanjiro Kamado was stunned, and the ancient memories of thousands of years ago gradually came to mind.

——Yes, he promised to accompany Yue Yan to the Fire God Festival.

The cold wind hit, and at some point the setting sun in the sky had exhausted its last ray of light.The golden daylight is silent, and the deep purple night spreads its teeth and claws in the sky.

The young man in front of him was wearing thin clothes, and he couldn't help but sneezed softly when the cold wind blew.Kamado Tanjiro hurriedly found a thick cloak as if awakened suddenly, and wrapped it tightly around Tsukihiko.

"Really, it's still deep winter, why are you wearing so little!" Tanjiro couldn't help scolding the black-haired young man, held Tsukihiko's slightly cold fingertips, and breathed carefully and softly.

Kamado Tanjirou rubbed the young man's hands, and he didn't let them go until they became warm inside and out, "The Fire God Festival lasts for a long time, you have to keep warm."

He still hasn't forgotten how poor Yue Yan's body is.

"Yes, yes." The black-haired young man raised his head helplessly, allowing Tanjiro Kamado to cover him with layers of heavy clothes, almost thinking that he was wrapped into rice dumplings in a trance.

The dark eyes squinted slightly, with a godly expression, he carefully fastened the lace of the cloak for him, and his light white fingers moved around nimbly, the dark-haired young man's eyes were almost dazzled by the too fair complexion.

He quickly looked away, his face felt a little hot for some reason.

——Obviously Tanjirou is only wearing the black dress that has never changed, and he has never seen Tanjirou say that he is cold.

"Okay!" Patting the young man on the shoulder lightly, smoothing out the wrinkles on the clothes, Kamado Tanjiro narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.

He was a head shorter than Tsukihiko, and even though he was a bit tired looking up like this, Tanjirou Kamado couldn't help but marvel at the handsome appearance of the young man.

"It's really lively." Tanjiro and Tsukihiko clasped their hands and interlocked their fingers, as if they were afraid that the people around them would get lost.

Yue Yan was amazed, the orange light reflected on his face, casting a layer of warm light on his face that was as cold as the frost of the bright moon.

It's not that he didn't go out with Tanjiro to participate in temple fairs, big and small, and he has been to summer festivals several times, but no matter how grand the festival is, it is not as prosperous as the Fire God Festival.

Even though it was a severe winter day, Yue Yan didn't feel cold, but also felt a little hot due to wearing too many clothes.

He quietly raised his hand and slapped his blushing cheeks. He secretly glanced at the god beside him with a soft expression and a smile on his mouth.

"Yes." Kamado Tanjirou nodded in agreement, after all, the Fire God Festival is the most grand ceremony of the year.

"If only the two of them..."

Eh?

Tanjiro opened his eyes slightly, his mind suddenly went blank.

There are two more... who are they?

"They?" Tsukihiko frowned, apparently unable to understand why Kamado Tanjiro said that suddenly.

"Isn't it always just the two of us?"

Although it may be a bit arrogant to say this, since he met the Vulcan in front of him when he was young, only Vulcan has always been by his side?

Tanjiro Kamado tapped his head in distress, "Maybe I remembered it wrong." He smiled apologetically at the black-haired young man.Memories of the past gradually surged out, and the sense of alienation that spanned thousands of years was silently suppressed.

It's just——Kamon Tanjiro pursed his lips tightly, and the nails in his clenched fists pierced his palms with pain.

Why does he always feel that there seems to be something wrong?

The heavy drum sounded suddenly, accompanied by a distant and long bell that spread far away.Kamado Tanjiro was startled suddenly, pulled up the black-haired young man and ran forward quickly.

"Hurry up!" Tsukihiko was pulled by him, almost unable to keep up with Tanjiro's pace.

"The Kagura dance is about to begin!"

This is not to be missed anyway!

****

"Good boy, good boy." The deformed and ferocious hand suddenly opened its mouth, and several haggard youths knelt silently in front of the ghost's hand, bowing their heads to listen to the ghost's instructions.

"Destroy the spiritual core of those people according to what I said." Although the face was invisible, thick and viscous malice still spread unreservedly along that extremely weird mouth.

"After success, I will allow you to have such a happy dream."

The nightmare coaxed in a low voice, and placed the most tender and plump bait in front of the human beings, luring them to take the initiative to step into the trap.

The thin man carefully held the rope, and could hardly control his slightly trembling hands, carefully tied the hemp rope around the red-haired young man's wrist.

He remembered that the guy who claimed to be a dreamer said, after tying the rope—the man sat opposite the young man, and slowly closed his dim and dull eyes.

However, just as he closed his eyes, he almost let out a scream.

flame.

A dazzling flame that almost occupies the entire field of vision and space.

This is different from what I said before!

The man clutched his arm that was accidentally swept by the flames and was almost scalded, and fled around in a hurry, trying to avoid the attack of the ubiquitous flames.

He didn't see the so-called dream of this person at all, let alone the spiritual core.The ubiquitous flames were threatening to wipe out this human who had trespassed without knowing what to do, and he had exhausted his mind just to avoid the flames.

[Get out. 】

In a trance, it seemed that I heard a dull and distant bell, as if a thunderous sound suddenly exploded in my ears.

The man opened his eyes wide, and an indescribable fear and reverence exploded in his heart. He almost couldn't help himself kneeling on the ground, praying to the unknown existence.

He seems to have seen the tall and majestic red torii in front of him, which is sacred and ruthless, completely blocking the realm of humans and gods.

He was as insignificant as an ant, and he could only raise his head with all his strength, looking up at the god who was wearing a fine attire, stepping down the magnificent stairs step by step, and slowly descending.

Patterns of flames coiled and coiled on the Chinese clothes, he couldn't see the face of the god clearly, he could only see a strand of crimson hair hanging down from the god.

The god passed by him, and at that moment his soul was in severe pain like a burning fire. He couldn't help but wanted to kneel and roll on the ground, but found that he couldn't even make a sound.

That's Vulcan.

The man realized this very clearly at this moment.

He was so ignorant and stupid that he dared to challenge the gods.

And now, he's just paying the price for his stupidity and ignorance.

The man opened his eyes suddenly, with cold sweat on his forehead.

He subconsciously touched his body that was still intact, and there was still pain in his soul, which made him break out in a cold sweat.

The man raised his eyes subconsciously, and was caught off guard and met those deep red eyes that had woken up at some point and were staring at him.

What kind of look is that? ——The man's consciousness was in a trance, and the fear of colliding with the gods still remained in his heart, which could not be erased.

It's like looking at ants, or just looking at an ordinary and unrelated object, indifferent and solemn.

The man trembled all over, and the crimson hair hanging on the side of the young man's neck seemed to be some kind of terrifying existence. Just a sneaky glance was enough to shock people's minds, and they were so frightened that they could hardly speak a word.

However, the gods didn't give him the slightest look—maybe there was a trace of pity? ——Just got up, without any hesitation, stepped over the teenagers who were sleeping staggeringly, turned his head slightly to glance at Yan Zhu who was pinching the woman's neck for some reason, and walked straight to the front of the car.

The source of the disaster is here.

Vulcan turned over lightly and Qiaoqiao, the flame in his hand was bright and brilliant.

"Hey, why don't you continue to sleep, isn't it a happy dream——"

Mengmeng suddenly turned his head, the wound on the side of his cheek was bleeding, as if the pain of being burned by a fire snaked up.

'This guy smells...'

Able to become one of the bottom strings, Mengmeng will not be so stupid that he can't even distinguish the most basic situation.

He backed away quickly, his face covered with bulging veins.

"Don't you like happy dreams?" Nightmare Ghost seemed a little distressed, his ferocious mouth suddenly grew, and he met those crimson eyes that seemed to be filled with flames, and suddenly closed them.

"Then give you a painful dream."

Although he doesn't know why he can't see the dream of the guy in front of him, but as a human being, there are only a few kinds of nightmares that come and go.

The Nightmare's voice was sweet and sweet, as if he could already see the painful struggle of the human being in front of him in the dream.

"How could someone escape from the dreamland—!"

Bright red and sticky blood stained his face, Mengmeng opened his eyes wide, unable to believe what he saw.

"How... is it possible?!" Holding the hand that had been cut off mercilessly, Hanmeng fell to his knees on the ground, looking at the young man in front of him in shock.

The red-haired young man seemed to hate his blood extremely. Not only was he not stained at all, even the ghost blood on the knife was completely wiped off.

Hangmeng stared at those deep red eyes, an indescribable excitement suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart, and then turned into a raging wave and submerged him.

Ah—the eerie blushing on the face of the evil spirit—how happy it is.

It was like looking at ants, cold and indifferent, like the eyes of a god.

The author has something to say: Reminder, what Mengmeng creates is a [happiness] dream, and then contact Tantan's dream, can you guess what I mean?

(If you can’t guess, go to wb to see it

The one who cuts the dream behind is 【Vulcan】.

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Who is the lucky guy in this chapter?

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