Genji Heavy

Tanjiro took all the members of the Murakami family out of the house, arranged them in a safe area, and hurried back.

Must catch up!

He gritted his teeth and ran vigorously.

"Oh, Tanjiro is back," Higakiri turned around and waved, "But it's the end here, huh?"

Tanjiro had just slammed on the brakes and turned a corner in the corridor, and there were deep scratches on the floor under his feet, but when he saw the situation in front of him clearly, he fell into a sluggish moment, and his steps gradually slowed down while maintaining inertia, and continued to rush forward for a while After a while it really stopped.

He knew that Ms. Hikiri was very strong...

But even if you know it in your heart, the impact of the scene in front of you is super powerful!

Tanjiro swallowed unconsciously.

Mustache was smiling like a spring breeze on his face, but he was stepping on the ugly pot before, rolling it back and forth slowly.

And it's not just a jug, a large puddle of unknown objects protruded from the jug.

Because the shape was too strange, Tanjiro took a few glances before he was sure that it was not a large slug, but a ghost.

Mustache lifted the pot again.

The ghost protruding from the pot flipped, and Tanjiro saw the number in the other's dazed eyes.

Both eyes are present, and it is a winding five.

...winding again? !

Tanjiro was even more surprised, "It turned out to be winding!!"

Hidekiri said, "That's right, this concentration of filth is indeed winding."

She looked at the jade pot condescendingly.

Feeling this sight, Yuhu, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, trembled uncontrollably in fear.

He didn't want to recall everything that happened at all.

The fear originating from the essence of existence rushed out of his body, corroding him clean from the inside out.

The sharp katana formed a dense blade as a reward for the fish kill he gave.

——If that's all it is, Yuhu won't be helpless.

He originally thought so, because he could see very clearly that the other party was not using the Sun Saber, so even though his body was twisted in fear, he was still prepared to fight back in the face of the fierce attack.

If it hadn't been cut off by the sun wheel knife, or exposed to the sun, the ghost would not die.He has had his head turned off more than once by Mr. Wu Mi.

However, he soon discovered that the situation was out of control.

It's obviously not a sun wheel knife... It's obvious that this woman is not using a sun wheel knife!

No, not even the Sun Wheel Knife can do that.

The knife carried an aura that he didn't understand, and after he touched it, he felt a searing pain that penetrated his soul, as if it wanted to cut him open and clean him inside and out, and Ling Chi across the sea was nothing more than that.

By this moment, he had become a puddle of mud.

The fluctuations in Yuhu's heart were completely out of the scope of Higakiri's concern, she nonchalantly rubbed the pot with the sole of her shoe, and asked Tanjiro, "Tanjiro, have the Murakami family been sent to a safe place? "

"...Yes," Tanjiro replied slowly, who was still in a daze. He quickly looked at the already messed-up courtyard and surrounding houses, and said in fear, "Fortunately, you let me take them away in time, otherwise It is likely to be affected by the winding five."

He couldn't help turning his gaze to the jade pot again, but couldn't help but clenched the sun wheel saber at his waist.

"What shall we do now, kill him?"

When he said those words, Tanjirou couldn't help but froze for a moment.Wow, is he now discussing how to decide the life and death of the winding ghost so easily...

"Well, it's almost there." Mustache glanced at Yuhu with a flat expression, "I asked for you, but he doesn't know how to tell a ghost to become a human, and he refuses to disclose the information of the ghost king no matter what. Well, It's really useless. I wanted to make him confess, but..."

She tilted her head, a cold smile curled up at the corner of her mouth.

"This ghost, the entire composition is just some disgusting things. It doesn't know what 'repentance' is."

It is enough.

Time wasted on this ghost.

After lingering as an evil ghost for so many years, Shangxian Wu should have gone to hell long ago to be judged for the sins he committed.

Hidekiri adjusted the angle of his wrist, pointed the blade of the main body at Yuhu's neck, and prepared to give him a ride.

Glancing at the flickering cold light, the jade pot had already disturbed Chang's facial features, which became more and more dislocated because of fright.

A strong desire to survive swept his whole body, allowing him to regain his ability to move in an instant, and burst out suddenly.

"Don't underestimate the persistence of an artist!"

Shouting like this, the jade pot actually got out from the parasitic pot.

Such a development was so sudden that even Higakiri was surprised.The ghosts here are really strange.

The winding Wuyu pot that got out of the pot is no longer the mollusc fish monster just now, but has a strong body and limbs that are not full of scales.

He proudly shows off his new look to Hikiri and Tanjiro.

"Look at my perfect body!"

Tanjiro "..." hesitated to speak.

Mustache "..." turned his head away.

In the gusts of night wind, only Yuhu himself was full of fiery passion.

What should I say at this time?

It seems that there is no need to maintain etiquette for ghosts, so for my own sake, it is good to keep silent.

Out of the state of soft body, Shangxian Wu, who gave birth to limbs, seems to be more subtle, which hurts the eyes quite much, and makes people have no desire to complain.

And the jade pot, which has shown its full body, is obviously full of ambition.

"So what about Onikiri, he just cut off the so-called Ibaraki Doji's arm," he said jokingly, "I'm not so easy to kill."

"Oh yeah?"

Hidekiri smiled softly, with a gleam of curiosity in his eyes.

"Then let's show it off, I'm looking forward to it. You should always keep such a confident smile~"

The expression on Yuhu's face stretched, and it was impossible to be sure because of the weird position of the facial features, but it can be said that the smile broadened.

Then turn around and run away.

——How stupid is he to continue to waste time here? ?

If you stay any longer, even if your head is not chopped off, the sky will be dawn!

He has more important things to do than wasting time here.

That lord, that lord will definitely want to know more... He is such a strange existence!

Claiming to be the Nashikikiri from the legend, the existence that can kill oni without using a Japanese sword!

Looking at the back of Yuhu running away, Mustache frowned.

Shangxian Wu acts strangely and changeably, and when he really wants to escape, he is simply a slippery loach.

It's very tricky for a tachi like the mustache knives.

Although Tanjiro chased after him, even though he has great potential and has been trained, he is still reluctant to fight against the ghost of the winding.Even though he had exerted all his strength, the distance between him and the Shangxian Wuyuhu was getting farther and farther.

Higakiri is trying his best to catch up, but the effect is not optimistic.

She sighed, "Why do you have to do such a troublesome thing, wouldn't it be good to simply be beheaded?"

As she spoke, she clenched her body tightly and began to mobilize the spiritual power in her body.

"Artists don't have time to play with your imagination."

While running and jumping, Yuhu seemed to have forgotten who was the ghost who was so scared that he was shaking all over and was crushed and beaten to the point of immobility.

After becoming the complete body of what he thought was the "perfect posture", he felt that he could do it again, very well.

In the mid-air of jumping, he turned his head and sneered, "Fantasy about Genji who has been buried long ago? Only a little girl like you can imagine that kind of thing. You——"

"boom!"

Suddenly the rich and foul-smelling red exploded in mid-air.

"The miasma... should be eliminated!"

Accompanied by a shout full of murderous intent, a sword pierced through half of Yuhu's chest, nailing his whole ghost into a thick tree beside him.

Tanjiro "Who?!"

Mustache looked up and looked at the moonlight, then immediately smiled.

That was the first time in the whole night that she showed a sincere and pure gentle smile that reached directly to the bottom of her eyes.

"Kenmaru..." Higakiri said it in a low voice, then raised his voice and waved to the tree, "Oh, it's finally here, brother~"

"Yes, I'm late, my sis." When Keimaru looked at Higakiri, his expression softened for a short while, and his eyes returned to the ghost immediately, "Is this ghost still useful?"

Mustache said, "It's gone."

Kneemaru said clearly, "Okay."

He didn't draw the knife, and directly grasped the body with force.

"Wait—" Yuhu's last words were only half spoken.

There was the sound of the gun being cut open, followed by a grunt.

His head fell under the tree, and what remained of his body hung from the branch.