Ghost Slayer Blacksmith's Self-Cultivation

In the dark night, there was the sound of the handball racket ringing on the ground.

'Cinnabar Wan' patted the handball with one hand, and there was still mottled blood on the corner of his mouth, showing a wicked smile.

She held the handball in her hand, looked at another evil spirit who was half lying on the ground and said jokingly.

"Can Yawahae be seen? Where are we going to play tonight!"

"Shh!"

The guy called Yawaha by Zhushamaru is a short-haired evil spirit who looks like a monk, with a string of light blue beads hanging around his neck. He made a silent gesture to Zhushamaru
His hands were groping the ground, and the two palms were quickly opened, revealing a dark green eyeball.

In the eyeballs was a thin arrow-like line turning left and right, and in an instant his palm was covered with black bloody lines, and a confident smile emerged from the corner of his mouth.

"I can see it, I can see Zhu Sha Wan, I found their footprints!"

As Yawaha was talking, he slapped the dust on his body with one hand, and quickly stood up and said to Zhushamaru beside him.

"Zhu Shawan, take a look, my clothes are not stained."

"Your clothes are very clean, what time is it, hurry up and finish the work of that adult!"

Zhu Shamaru just glanced at Yawaha and said helplessly.

Yawaha is good everywhere, but her cleanliness is too serious. She has to wash her clothes eight times a day, and Zhu Shawan also feels a little headache.

"Footprints appear! Open!"

Yawaha beside him said unhurriedly, he closed his eyes tightly, quickly raised his right hand, and the eyeballs in the palm of his hand trembled violently.

In an instant, footprints of different sizes appeared on the ground, and the scent of that human still remained on the footprints. Only Yawaha could see the visual image that belonged to him.

"There was a figure walking in another direction, and there were two other figures walking together. They made a big circle in front of them, and they became three figures. No, there seems to be another figure, which is four. !"

Zhu Shamaru listened to Yawaha's precise detection ability, hit the handball in her hand on the ground, the speed became faster and faster, and smiled with excitement on her face.

"How can I kill so many people to be enjoyable, hehehe! I feel like my power is pouring out of Yawahata!"

"Then just use the cruelest method to kill them, but Zhu Shawan, you have to ask who killed that monster first, otherwise you will be unhappy!"

Yawaha said coldly, then quickly picked up the handball held by Zhushamaru, an invisible vector arrow directly sank into the handball, and was thrown out by Yawaha.

"Zhusha Wan, follow the position of the handball, it will lead us to the position of the group of people!"

"Heh heh heh, finally someone wants to play ball with me!"

As Zhushamaru spoke, his body involuntarily pulled up Yawaha and rushed towards the handball position.

"Zhu Shawan, you dirty my clothes again, I just changed this clothes, and the way you eat at a grown-up's house is disgusting, don't put your dirty hands in my pants hello !"

Faced with Yawaha's chatter, Zhu Shamaru just rolled his eyes for a while, and then ignored him.

She doesn't understand, she has already turned into a ghost, why is she still so old-fashioned.

Zhushi residence on the other side
Tanjiro walked helplessly around outside the ward, his mind full of thoughts about Takeo who was unconscious on the hospital bed.

"It's been so long, Takeo, how are you doing!"

Tanjiro muttered to himself with a worried face, and kept walking back and forth outside the ward.

"(⊙o⊙)..."

Nezuko on the side tilted her head and looked at Tanjiro suspiciously. She didn't quite understand what Tanjiro was doing.

"Crench!"

Tanjiro plucked up his courage and quietly opened the door of the hospital room, revealing a small gap, through which his eyes aimed at the hospital bed where Takeo was.

"What are you doing, don't you know Master Zhu Shi is very busy now!"

Tanjiro was startled at first, he only saw the short dark green hair through the gap in the door, and then he heard Yushiro's reprimand.

"It's unbelievable, Yushiro let Tanjirou come in and sit down now!"

Just when Yushiro was about to drive Tanjiro away, Tsushima quickly stopped Tanjiro in the ward.

"Miss Zhushi, how is my younger brother Takeo?"

Hearing this, Tanjiro had already opened the door and entered, and quickly came to the hospital bed where Takeo was, and looked at Tsuyoshi who was shaking his head again and again.

In a wastebasket next to Takeo, there were bright red and white gauzes everywhere. Seeing these gauzes, Tanjiro, his elder brother, suddenly felt his heart hang up again.

"It's so strange!"

Zhu Shi at the side touched the wound on Zhuxiong's leg where the bones were visible, and said with a puzzled look on his face.

At this time, the wound has been healed quickly to the extent visible to the naked eye. If it is normal, Zhu Shi usually needs to use a special needle and thread to suture the wound first, and it will take at least two weeks to barely recover.

"If my guess is right, your brother should make a full recovery soon."

Zhu Shi looked at Tanjirou with an anxious look and explained, Tanjiro nodded slightly. It was indeed something he never expected that his brother could recover so well.

But as long as his younger brother is fine, then he can rest assured.

"Tear!"

On the side, Yushiro's expression changed, as if his unique hallucinatory spell had just been broken by something, which made him feel a bad illusion in his heart.

"Master Zhu Shi, get down quickly!"

The first thing Yushiro thought of was Zhushi-sama, he jumped up and tightly protected Zhushi-sama, preventing him from any harm.

"boom!"

A handball pierced through the wall like a cannonball, and continued to shuttle between the walls of the house at high speed.

"Takeo! Nezuko hurry back to the box!"

Tanjiro was also caught off guard by the sudden handball attack, he gently lifted Takeo from the hospital bed.

The whole person hid under the bed and observed the surroundings. As for his younger sister, Nezuko, she hid in the wooden box with the characteristic of 'foggy spruce' to avoid the handball attack, which made Tanjiro temporarily heave a sigh of relief.

"Bang bang bang!"

The handball kept hitting the wooden boards, window lattices, tables and chairs in the room, making explosions.

The whole house was full of dust, the place where the handball went was a mess, and the only lighting was completely destroyed.

"What to do, what is going on!"

Tanjiro hugged the unconscious Takeo tightly, he looked around and felt a little uneasy, but Takeo's hand slightly touched a few times at this moment.