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

"Speaking of which, how did Ye Bu meet Mr. Yu Mao?"

Grasping Yato's hand, Kamado Tanjiro seemed not to see the dissatisfaction in Yato's eyes, and gently poured the cold holy water on Futsugami's hand.

Of course he reprimanded Yato - even a little bit of ailment is unbearable pain for a god.

"I just happened to pass by Yoshiwara Flower Street, and I didn't expect to encounter evil spirits to make trouble."

And saving those swordsmen was not so much a matter of convenience as it was a coincidence.

Yato pursed his lips, his crystal blue pupils flickered slightly.

His eyes couldn't help falling to the half exposed white arm.Perhaps because of holding a knife all year round, although Tanjiro's arms are white, they are not thin and thin. On the contrary, they are muscular and well-proportioned, which is quite beautiful.

The rolled-up sleeves were inevitably wet with well water, and the dots of dark purple stains gradually disappeared.

The well water buried deep in the ground is inevitably icy cold.Tanjiro Kamado shuddered subconsciously, he didn't know whether the cold had paralyzed his nerves, or the pain faded away with the subsidence of the ailment, Tanjiro's brows that had been tightly furrowed before finally relaxed.

Yato turned his head away and stopped talking.

It is indeed a coincidence that he passed through Yoshiwara Flower Street - anyway, he does not have a fixed shrine residence, so it is not surprising that he appears anywhere.

However, killing ghosts is a real accident.

The evil ghosts—the six brothers and sisters of Shangxian not only have weird and difficult moves, but also have incredible strength.

Although Yato is not arrogant enough to think that he can rank first among the warriors, he is at least strong.

Perhaps because of his inexperience, or perhaps because of too many unfavorable factors, Yato almost suffered a disaster and was defeated by Kamizushiroku.

It wasn't the ailment spreading from Tanjiro, but the great pain caused by the ghost blood actually falling on his body.

It's just a few sporadic points, even just the ghost of the winding, the concentration is far less than that of Onimai Tsuji Mumi's own blood, which already made Yato almost scream on the spot, unable to hold the knife in his hand, and almost fell to his knees.

It was like scorching magma splashing on the skin, Yatou's mind went blank at that moment, and he almost thought that his skin would be scorched and peeled off.

It hurts—he gritted his teeth and gasped.After the burning pain is over, there will be a bone-chilling coldness, like the most vicious gangrene, even the soul will be filthy and frozen.

This guy in front of him is nothing more than the sixth of the strings.

Ye Dou covered his wound in embarrassment, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He was already tired of coping with the sixth winding, so how did Tanjiro cling to it for thousands of years, enduring such pain and walking until now?

Just thinking about it makes him want to cry.

He didn't refuse the invitation of the guy who was said to be the sound column, and followed him to the Ghost Killing Squad.

Tanjiro wasn't there - Yato had expected this, but when he came back, his heart suddenly burst into flames.

You got hurt again because of him.

It's like a curse that can never be removed, forever entangled forever.

No matter how painful it is, there is no way to get rid of it.

"However, since I can meet Ye Bu in the Ghost Killing Squad, I don't need to look for you again."

Putting down his sleeves, Kamado Tanjiro trembled from the ice on his arms, and looked at the blue-eyed god with joy in his eyes.

——You see, it is obviously a painful thing to be infected, but Yato has never heard a single complaint from Tanjirou.

"Looking for me?" The blue-eyed god was slightly taken aback, "Did something happen?"

Although the two of them have never broken contact for thousands of years, Tanjiro rarely seeks him out so straightforwardly.

"Yeah." Kamado Tanjiro nodded slightly.

He looked at the god in front of him—the little and ignorant Fujin God had grown up completely, and had lost his youthful appearance.

Yebu, he has also grown into a solid and reliable person.

Not knowing exactly what kind of emotion was quietly flowing in his heart, Tanjirou Kamado curled the corners of his mouth, and there seemed to be soft flames flickering in his deep red eyes.

"I want to ask you to protect the lord and his wife and children."

"Ah, won't this be too much trouble..."

"What about you, Tanjiro?"

Yato interrupted Tanjirou's words.

Fujin God's eyes were burning, with a strange blue light shining in his pupils, staring at the Vulcan who was stunned in front of him.

"Then Tanjirou, what are you going to do?"

No matter how difficult it is, as long as it is your entrustment, I will definitely try my best to do it.

But Tanjiro, what are you going to do?

If there were not more important and dangerous things to do, Yato did not believe that Tanjiro would have no choice but to ask him for help.

"I—" Kamado Tanjiro shrugged, as if he didn't expect Yato to ask such a bitter question, but also seemed relieved.

"Do the math, I have been entangled with him for more than a thousand years."

"It's time to end."

This tragedy that has lasted for thousands of years should come to an end one day.

Kamado Tanjiro raised his head, the rare warm sunshine in winter gently sprinkled on his face, the warm feeling seemed to melt his soul under the sunshine.

He suddenly remembered that it seemed that there was such a soft sunlight shining on his face before, he heard the unwilling roar of the ghost king when he dissipated, and heard the sound of dust settling when the tragedy finally ended.

"Tanjiro!"

The sleeve was pulled vigorously, as if he was afraid that he would leave without looking back, trying to keep him.

Yato's voice trembled, and Tanjiro couldn't help but think of the child's bewildered expression when he lost Sakura.

"You, I..." The blue-eyed god subconsciously grabbed the sleeves of the person in front of him, but he couldn't say a word when he met those warm and soft eyes as always.

"Don't worry." Tanjiro laughed first.

Like appeasing a tantrumed child, he first patted Yato's hand lightly, and then rubbed his head, "The Fire God Festival is coming soon, I want to go with you to take a good look. "

"This time, I should be able to call Slick Ghost together—well, it would be great if I could join everyone in the Demon Slayer Squad."

Rizhu smiled brightly and brightly, as if he had really seen the lively scene of the Vulcan Festival.

"I'm really looking forward to it."

****

"ah!"

Butterfly covered her mouth in surprise, looking at the all-too-familiar outfit on Kamado Tanjirou.

Patterns of flames circled around the black costume, looking from a distance as if real flames were burning in the air.

It was very similar to the robe that Tong Mo put on Ri Zhu abruptly, but one could tell at a glance that the one in the hands of the evil ghost could only be regarded as a poor imitation.

Whether the quality of the fabric is good, or the complexity, gorgeousness and fidelity of the patterns, they are far from being comparable to human power.

It was the gorgeous clothes of the gods, something that should not have fallen into the eyes of mortals.

"Oh! This dress is quite gorgeous!"

Umo Tengen, who was also wearing a fancy kimono, nodded, not stingy with his praise.

I don't know if it's a coincidence or the lord's intentional arrangement. The end of the year is approaching, and it should be the busiest time for them as the pillars. A grand ceremony.

"Tanjiro—!" Compared to the other pillars who just nodded in praise, the actions of the boys were much more straightforward.

Just like my wife Zenitsu, since she saw Zamon Tanjirou from a distance, she has been running all the way over, and stuck to Hilzhu's body tightly, and the rat tail tried desperately to pull him off but failed to tear him off.

Ratio was wearing a light cherry-colored kimono—even though he was a man, it unexpectedly suited this color very well.

Of course, it is hard to say whether I would like to wear a kimono of this color in the future.

Yoshiyuki Tomioka stood far away from the large group of people, crossed his hands, and looked calm and indifferent, as if he did not intend to join the noisy group of people at all.

Of course this is destined to be broken.

Kamado Tanjiro can be said to have a tough action, pulling the water column in the kimono embroidered with water patterns abruptly, and dragging people into the topic with a smile.

——It would be great if you can ignore Butterfly Shinobu's intentional or unintentional irony.

"Hasn't the slick ghost come yet?" Tanjiro turned his head, and Yato, who was also wearing a kimono, didn't seem to be of a high quality, with a sleepy look, and his blue pupils seemed to be covered with a layer of gray.

Hearing Zamon Tanjiro's words, he tilted his head, "Should be here, I don't know which stall to eat and drink in front of."

"Yebu...are you unhappy?"

Tanjiro turned his head and asked.

"No." The blue-eyed god replied in a muffled voice.

...Really, he was obviously angry.

Covering his nose, Kamado Tanjiro thought helplessly.

"By the way, there seems to be an invitation to the gods at this year's festival."

Seeing the witch standing quietly on both sides of the altar, waiting silently, Die Die Ren said suddenly.

Inviting to the gods, although it is to invite the gods, it is just a title.

How can mortals easily see the figure of the gods, but it is just a torch placed in the center of the altar, if it is lit, the gods will descend, and blessings will last forever.

"Speaking of which, do you want to see Rat Tail?"

The boy who was fighting wits with the apple candy in his hand raised his head doubtfully, "Do you want to see Lord Vulcan come?"

This sentence has not been turned around in his mind for a few times, and the mouse tail suddenly nodded, the glistening candy on the corner of his mouth glistened under the light of the lamp.

"Of course!"

As if hearing a satisfactory answer, Kamado Tanjiro narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Okay." He nodded, "Master God will definitely hear your prayer."

So when the drumbeats of Kagura gradually became denser, and the dull drumbeats resounded deep in their souls, they saw the robes of flames flying in the air.

The heat waves swayed in the air like fish scales, and the gods in red leather sandals fluttered down on the altar.

The sound of the Kagura bell exploded in the ears, the long and clear sound washed away the dirt in the soul, and the dull drum beat judged the sins of the soul.

Under the facial tissue is the face of the gods that must not be spied on.

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