Zongman: Hong Kong's black ceiling but autistic, what should I do?

Tanjiro Kamado, the eldest son of the charcoal seller, wants to join the Demon Slayer Corps because his family members were killed by demons. He is now undergoing the final selection assessment.

"Water Breathing - First Form - Water Surface Slash!"

Tanjiro Kamado launched a straight slash towards the corner, and after eliminating the sneak attacking evil spirit, he slowly fell from the air.

As I watched the ghost's body gradually disappear into the air, the foul smell that originally belonged to the evil ghost in front of me gradually disappeared.

However, Tanjiro Kamado's nose moved slightly, and a strong stench suddenly appeared in the northeast, and Tanjiro Kamado frowned.

"Such a strong smell, it must be a place where ghosts gather! It would be terrible if other people accidentally enter!"

Thinking of the many human skeletons and blood clots he saw along the way, Tanjiro Kamado clenched the knife in his hand and ran towards the northeast.

The stench belonging to the evil spirit became stronger and stronger, and Tanjiro Kamado couldn't help but pinch his nose.

"Such a strong smell, there must be at least a dozen evil spirits! Could this be the evil spirits' lair?"

The thought of someone being torn into pieces by a dozen evil spirits made Tanjiro Kamado speed up again.

Suddenly, Tanjiro Kamado heard voices of conversation from the northeast.

"Has anyone been killed?"

Tanjiro Kamado's heart tightened, he gripped the knife at his waist, pushed aside the bushes, and prepared to find the right time to save people from the evil spirit, but he saw a shocking scene -

Sixteen evil spirits of various shapes gathered here, but unlike the evil spirit nest that Tanjiro Kamado had imagined, these sixteen evil spirits knelt on the ground in an orderly manner in a 4X4 formation.

There was a blue-haired boy wearing a blue haori standing next to the group of evil spirits, chopping off their heads one by one with a knife.

Because he did not use the breathing method, the head that the blue-haired boy chopped off soon returned to the evil ghost's neck. At this time, the blue-haired boy had just finished chopping off one head and returned to the first row to continue chopping off the heads that had just recovered.

Compared with the strange behavior of the blue-haired boy, the "girl" wearing strange clothes sitting on a tree stump and eating food that looked like sakuramochi seemed particularly normal, although it was not very normal for her to eat cakes calmly while watching the beheading scene.

[What is going on here...]

Tanjiro Kamado was confused by the scene in front of him, with beady eyes.

The "girl" eating the cake seemed to have noticed what was happening on Tanjiro Kamado's side. After finishing the sakura cake in her hand, she looked in the direction of Tanjiro Kamado and shouted:

"Stop hiding, come out and play with us!"

Tanjiro Kamado hesitated for a while hiding in the bushes, but his intuition told him that the "girl" and the boy in front of him had no ill will towards him, so he slowly walked out of the bushes with a shy look on his face as if he was "discovered while peeking".

Fukuzawa Sakura looked at the boy who walked out of the bushes with some curiosity, blinked at him, then took out a sakura mochi wrapped in leaves from her bag and handed it to the boy.

"Here, this is delicious~"

Tanjiro Kamado looked at the sakuramochi in front of him, took it carefully, then took out a dry cake wrapped in a clean coarse cloth from his clothes and touched his head apologetically.

"Thank you. This is all I have left of the dry food I brought. If you don't mind, please accept it."

Sakura Fukuzawa looked at the cake handed over by Tanjiro Kamado. This was the most common cake during the Taisho period. Because it was cheap and filling, it was often used as dry food for travel. However, because dry food needed to be easy to store and carry, this kind of cake was usually drained of moisture, and the taste was hard to describe. Apart from being low in price and easy to fill up, it had no other advantages.

But Fukuzawa Sakura didn't dislike it.

"You're a very nice person~"

Fukuzawa Sakura tore off a small half of the cake and returned the rest to Tanjiro Kamado.

"These are enough. The sakuramochi I gave you isn't big."

Tanjiro Kamado can distinguish between demons and humans by smell, and can also judge the other person's emotions by smell.

But now, because sixteen evil spirits gathered here, Tanjiro Kamado was like being in a giant garbage dump, so his nose was filled with unpleasant stench, and he could not smell the smell of the "girl" in front of him and the boy who was still being beheaded over there.

However, when Tanjiro Kamado saw that the "girl" was so considerate at such a young age, he liked her more and more, and felt that the "girl" in front of him was a good person, at least not an evil ghost.

Fukuzawa Sakura patted the empty seat next to the tree stump and motioned for Tanjiro Kamado to sit down.

"Thank you."

Tanjiro Kamado sat next to Sakura Fukuzawa and opened the leaves outside the sakura mochi. A scent of cherry blossoms wafted out from the leaves, giving Tanjiro Kamado's nose, which was tortured by the stench, a brief relaxation, although the scent of cherry blossoms was soon replaced by the breath of evil spirits.

Tanjiro Kamado stared blankly at the sakuramochi in his hand and said:

"I'm Tanjiro Kamado, and I found this place by following the scent of a ghost."

Fukuzawa Sakura took out another piece of sakura cake and took a bite.

"Just call me Xiaoxue, that's Yamato-no-kami Yasudasa over there."

Hearing his own name, Yamato-no-kami Yasunari nodded to Tanjiro Kamado while chopping off the head.

Apparently because he was distracted by greeting, Yamato-mori Yasunari accidentally splashed the evil spirit's blood on his sleeves, causing Fukuzawa Sakura to feel disgusted.

"Hey, Anding, be careful, that stuff is disgusting. When you finish gaining experience, throw away your clothes. I brought you some clean clothes!"

"okay!"

Yamato-no-kami Yasunari responded casually.

"Um... I just wanted to ask, what are you doing? Why are these ghosts staying here..."

Tanjiro Kamado was about to say something but stopped himself.

The sixteen evil spirits in front of him were clearly kneeling on the ground and crying, but they only sobbed quietly and did not dare to make too much noise;

Although he was very scared, he didn't dare to move at all. Even when his head was chopped off and rolled a little far away and he couldn't come back by himself, he fearfully asked Yamato-kami for permission, then quickly ran to pick up the head, and then ran back to the team as fast as possible and knelt down.

Tanjiro Kamado didn't know what these sixteen evil spirits had experienced to become like this.

"Ok?"

Yamato-no-mori Yasunari took the time to look at Fukuzawa Sakura in between beheadings, and then continued the beheading game while saying:

"I'm using them to gain experience. Even though I can't kill them, as long as I chop off their heads I can get experience points, which is quite worthwhile. But it's a bit boring to keep doing this, and my hands are a bit sore."

After saying this, Yamatomori Yasunari deliberately rubbed his right wrist.

Fukuzawa Sakura knew that Yamato Mori Yasutsu was talking to her. She looked at Yamato Mori Yasutsu and saw that his experience level had now increased to level 70, so she finally nodded out of mercy.

"Take a break. Put your knife into the tree at the height of their necks. Let them line up and walk over one by one. When they walk over, their heads will fall off. Then they can pick them up and line up again."

"Great! Free your hands!"

When Yamatomori Yasunari heard that he didn't have to do it himself, he immediately stuck the knife into the tree behind him and sat down next to Fukuzawa Sakura.

Yamato-no-kami Yasuda was liberated, but the evil spirits who were shocked by Fukuzawa Sakura's devilish thoughts were horrified.

"grown ups!"

"Huh?" A mere ugly evil ghost wants to beg for mercy?

Fukuzawa Sakura raised her brows.

"嘤!" The evil ghosts frightened by Fukuzawa Sakura immediately lowered their heads and obediently lined up one by one to die according to Fukuzawa Sakura's instructions.

Do ugly people deserve to die repeatedly? (Ghosts shed tears)

Tanjiro Kamado looked at Fukuzawa Sakura with some surprise.

Previously, I thought that among Fukuzawa Sakura and his group, the one who was holding a sword and looked like a martial artist was Yamatomori Yasutani, who was in charge. However, judging from Yamatomori Yasutani's attitude, Fukuzawa Sakura was the dominant person. And from the attitude of the ghost, it can also be seen that the ghost is more afraid of Fukuzawa Sakura than Yamatomori Yasutani.

"How...did you do that?"

Tanjiro Kamado finally couldn't help but ask.

"Ok?"

Fukuzawa Sakura looked confused.

"Isn't this simple? They are just ghosts, not brainless. Compared with real death, it is better for them to listen to us and be an automatic experience machine. Hey, over there! Don't be lazy, move faster! Why are you taking so long to chop off a head?"

Seeing a ghost being lazy, Fukuzawa Sakura gently kicked a piece of gravel at her feet. The stone flew towards the ghost quickly and pierced the lazy ghost's head in the blink of an eye.

"Yes Yes..."

The lazy ghost covered his head with his hands, looking aggrieved.