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

"Tong Mo." Kamodo Tanjiro stared at the demon in front of him who was extremely emotional, and there seemed to be a dark fire surging in his crimson eyes.

The hand behind his back silently grasped Butterfly Shinobu next to him, and it seemed that Chong Zhu could convey all the burnt anger through his fiery palm into Kamado Tanjirou's mind.

Tanjiro clenched his teeth, his voice seemed to be forced out of his throat, and he gritted his teeth.

"How could I..."

He is willing to protect these ignorant believers who are deceived by evil spirits, but he is absolutely unwilling to give alms to the evil spirits who willfully kill their lives.

"Don't talk so deadly." As if guessing what Tanjirou Kamado wanted to say, Tong Moyan stretched out his hand quickly, his index finger was cold and stiff, and lightly touched the warm and soft lips of the god.

The evil ghost squinted his eyes, and the colorful eyes seemed to reflect the most beautiful and bright light in the world, and it seemed that they were just floating on the surface and never penetrated into the heart.

"Did Tanjiro join the Demon Slayer Squad?" The evil ghost raised the corners of his lips, as if he had inadvertently glanced at the Japanese sword hidden behind Butterfly Ninja.

He pinched Katomon Tanjirou's tiger's mouth, as if choking the lifeblood of the god, "Although I don't mind it at all-but what should the believers here do?"

The expression on his face is so kind, but the fake smile on the evil ghost's face is like a filthy flower blooming from the mud, every flower and every leaf is full of malice.

"Those children are doing quite well now—although their life and death don't make any difference to me, but Tanjiro probably doesn't want to hear those lovely girls' mourning before they die."

Threats, naked/naked threats.

"So, stay here, Tanjirou?" The evil spirit completely ignored Tanjiro Zamon's gloomy face that almost dripped water, and still intimately restrained all the movements of Hilzhu, with a sweet and disgusting tone.

"I also prepared a lot of interesting things for Tanjirou."

"Ah, please don't worry—Tanjirou just needs to sit behind the screen with me and listen to those stupid people. There is nothing more to do."

He thought he said it very intimately, a joy that had never appeared in his heart and some kind of dark anger hidden in his heart quietly stirred in his blood vessels.

Is this emotion?

The evil ghost, who was born unable to feel emotions, touched his heart, not sure what the inexplicable things gushing out from the bottom of his heart were.

The indescribable emotion was squeezed from the ghost's cells, and melted into the blood along with the matrix of the cell rupture, deeply entangled and engraved on the soul.

Tong Mo seemed to be clutching his chest in amazement—he seemed to be savoring this menacing emotion from an irrelevant angle, as if he was watching a black-and-white movie with no sense of substitution.

However, it is absolutely undeniable that this emotion is incomparably real, surging endlessly in his body and blood.

"Haha." The evil ghost squinted his eyes, almost completely indulging in this incomparably novel experience.

"I've already prepared the room for Tanjirou." He held Kamado Tanjirou's face as if holding the most precious treasure in the world.

"Please rest well."

****

Kamado Tanjiro really doesn't remember anything about this child.

He has walked alone and alone in the world for thousands of years, and he has met countless people. Every strange encounter is like a tiny bubble floating in the long river of time with the waves, and it will break in the long time without knowing when. middle.

Even now, what he can think of is nothing more than scattered bits and pieces, and when pieced together, it is just a jigsaw puzzle with a broken appearance.

Kamado Tanjiro doesn't often wear that Vulcan costume.The members of the ghost killing team don't need to wear such gorgeous costumes, and the swordsmen who almost retreat to the fields don't need such gorgeous costumes.

However, there are still some chances that he needs to wear such a godly costume, holding a sacred tree branch picked from the divine dwelling, and silently bestow blessings on the believers.

Tong Mo is a child that Kamado Tanjiro met by accident at the Fire God Festival hundreds of years ago.

"Are you... Lord God?"

Tanjirou Kamado subconsciously lowered his head as the solemn attire pressed down on the child, and unexpectedly bumped into the pair of eyes that were as bright and magnificent as glass.

The child clutched his sleeves tightly, and the flame patterns that stretched out and clawed were burned layer upon layer in the child's palm, and the ivory-like white hair was reflected in the depths of the god's crimson eyes.

"It turns out that there really are gods and lords in this world!" The child seemed surprised, his magnificent colorful eyes were wide open, and his face was full of surprise.

--hypocritical.

Although it might be a bit impolite, but after seeing the expression on the child's face, Kamado Tanjiro suddenly said such words in his heart.

Tanjiro has a sensitive nose, not only able to distinguish the smell of different people, but also able to distinguish the good or bad mood of a person.

The sweet and greasy candy smell mixed with all kinds of spicy and pungent smells poured into the nostrils at the festival. Kamado Tanjiro frowned slightly and looked at the smiling and kind child in front of him, his lips were silently tightened.

He can't smell it.

Whether happy or shocked or frightened, he could smell nothing.

Like a piece of plain, odorless white wax, apart from the scorching fire of life, it can also show that the child in front of him is indeed a living human being. Kamado Tanjiro can't smell the slightest bit of emotion from the child in front of him. fluctuation.

But how can people have no emotions?

Can a person without emotion still be considered a human being?

In fact, this question did not bother Kamado Tanjiro for long.The child's parents were anxiously looking for the lost child, they softly scolded the child who ran around randomly, but Tanjiro frowned in what should have been a warm scene.

Whether it's the exaggerated and stiff expressions on the faces of the parents, the stagnant emotions in the children's hearts, or the false mask-like smiles on the faces, the gods who love the truth, the good and the beautiful feel subconsciously displeased.

This is just one of the shortest episodes in Kamado Tanjiro's long life.

Although later, maybe it was a coincidence, or maybe it was some kind of necessity, he more or less saw the child with the extremely bright eyes in the Fire Shrine.

"Because I like Tanjirou."

Tong Mo - the name of the child's self-introduction - holding his face, with a sweet smile on his face, with the unique innocence of children.

The child's eyes widened, and the colorful glazed pupils were full of Kamado Tanjiro's figure.

His irises are colorful, but at this moment, it seems that the gods have dyed the most unique deep red, which is firmly engraved on the bottom of his eyes.

"Tanjiro is a god, will he listen to the wishes of believers?" Tong Mo sometimes asks such questions.

He didn't seem to want to get the answer, so he took Kamado Tanjiro's hand and said intermittently: "It's really hard to understand, such a stupid guy, even if there are gods, so what?" Will you take care of them?"

The child turned his head, "Tanjiro, will you take care of your believers?"

Tanjiro Kamado couldn't recall what kind of mood he was in at that time, he could only vaguely remember his answer at that time.

"Yes." He nodded, "I will always take care of and love them."

Vulcan will not abandon humans who believe in him.

"That's it." The white-haired child nodded thoughtfully, and then seemed to have thought of some good idea, with a happy expression on his face, and pulled Kamado Tanjirou's sleeve to act coquettishly.

"So, if I also become Tanjirou's believer, will Tanjirou take care of me?"

"That's great—because I like Tanjirou so much!"

Tong Mo clapped his hands, obviously he was just an eight/nine-year-old child, but there was an obsessed look like a fanatic on his face.

"I want to establish a religion—a religion dedicated to Tanjirou!"

But—unable to remember what kind of expression he had at that time, Kamado Tanjirou tried his best to rummage through the faded memories in his mind, but he could only recall some mottled leftovers sporadically.

But, you don't believe in gods at all.

Those joys and obsessions are nothing but the illusion of children covering their faces, pretending to please the gods.

But now, Zamon Tanjirou stared at the evil spirit who was leading the way with his eyes heavy, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his expression was cold and hard.

Tong Mo was full of nonsense.He really deserves to be an evil ghost who has lived for so many years, and his camouflage skills are so vivid.If hundreds of years ago, his face was still a little stiff because of deliberately pretending, but now he seems to really be filled with those beautiful emotions from the bottom of his heart.

——The premise is to ignore the change in the smell that is still tasteless and without ups and downs like white wax.

But now, there was no longer even the flame of life burning on that white candle.

****

"Miss Butterfly..."

"No need to say anything."

Looking at the magnificent and spacious room in front of her, Die Die exhaled slightly, as if she wanted to exhale all the stagnant air in her chest.

She might still be in the light of Kamado Tanjiro, Momozhuru thought a little self-deprecatingly.

Tong Mo didn't seem to mind at all that Kamado Tanjiro stayed with her, who was also a member of the Demon Slayer Squad, in such a big way.

There are countless handles in the hands of the ghost, and the lives of nearly a hundred people in this house are enough to make the two of them dare not act rashly.

"For more detailed matters, Zaomen-kun, please wait until this guy is solved before explaining carefully."

Butterfly resisted to stop Tanjiro Kamado who wanted to explain more, and shook his head slightly.

She is not stupid, she was bewitched by the evil spirit before she even said a word, and made such a stupid move as doubting her companion.

The handle of the knife with a strange shape was held in the hand at some point, and the butterfly restrained his wrist and fluttered, pulling out sword flowers that shone with a cold light.

In order to exterminate evil spirits, she even tolerates cooperation with ghosts.

So what's the point of being patient for a while before revealing the secrets of the past?

The author has something to say: I have hinted that it is obvious, the emotion flowing in the blood of ghosts.

I don't need to say more about whose relationship this is.

The crumb boss came with a knife.

The lucky one in the last chapter is lyle, the red envelope has been sent, please pay attention to check~

Who is the lucky guy in this chapter?

感谢在2021-04-1422:54:38~2021-04-1523:10:24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 cast the rocket launcher: 1 erratic;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: Dr. 茼訑 1 bottle;

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