[Lord Demon Slayer: Hiiragi of Kuhara]

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"Do you know why there is always only one descendant of Taiwu who is active in the world when Taiwu can fight Xiangshu?"

Facing a friend who is obsessed with following him, 'Taiwu Hiiragi' once asked this question.

"I do not know why?"

"Because at the moment of accepting the inheritance, the previous Taiwu would die immediately."

After the death of his father Xiangshu Ruxie, he once fell into a state of emptiness that lost his emotions.And his master, the previous successor of the Taiwu family, mistook this state for a clear heart, and a strong heart without distractions.

"When I took over the hilt of the sword, I also thought that being Taiwu was something to be proud of. I could expel Xiangshu and end this evil way that torments the world." Taiwu's tone was devoid of emotion, and his eyes were empty, " But when I was recognized by the hilt, all I saw when I woke up was the body of my master."

At that time, the previous Taiwu family had just defeated the incarnation of a sword mound, with wounds all over his body, full of expectations, and a smile of abandoning everything, he handed the hilt to Taiwu without any scruples Hiiragi.

"Taiwu is not a good thing, and I'm just a body stepping on the corpse of my predecessor."

Seeing his friend's stunned expression, Taiwu Hiiragi turned around and got on his horse, "So don't follow me."

But at this moment, he heard a chuckle behind him, and then the sound of horseshoes from far to near.

"Don't you understand? You won't end well if you follow me." He frowned.

"It didn't end well?" The friend laughed at his words, and his light voice dissipated in the wind, "People will die. But if I don't follow up now, I will never see you again."

"……what ever."

It is undeniable that that sentence once lit a light in his heart.

But within a few years, with the death of my friend, this renewed hope was extinguished.

Father, master, friend, and those around him, none of them would end well.

Everything is not over, the curse is still going on.Looking at the abbot's body, Kuhara Hiiragi thought, Taigo's curse is still with him, otherwise why would he always watch other people die because of his own powerlessness one by one?

——What went wrong?

At this time, Guizimu, whose head was bitten off, also had the same question in her heart.Compared with the fear of death, her consciousness that was about to dissipate was filled with disbelief.

Mingming accompanied it every day, gave it strength, embraced it with both arms, let it absorb the child found by the concubine, obviously everything was done according to the instructions of the adult, when it was cultivated It was also praised.

Is it not enough to inject the child (food) all in?

Why eat the concubine?

Didn't you say that you like your mother the most?

The great grief made her forget to resist, Guizimu's ferocious face suddenly calmed down, she looked like an ordinary beautiful woman.Her head was bitten off just like that, and then her whole body was swallowed in an instant, gradually dissolving, and mixed with the cloud of blood mist.

In the nothingness before death, Guizimu finally remembered something bitterly.

That's right, how could this thing that only knows how to swallow be her child.

Her child seemed to have been lost on a foggy day.

The stomach of the red ghost rolled on the spot like a jelly-like substance, digesting the mother and child of the ghost that it had just swallowed.The wound on its neck began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally returned to its original shape, even becoming even larger.

"It ate its own mother?"

Even Sato, who saw the scene of the red ghost eating the mother, couldn't help feeling horrified.

The ghost stood up and broke the roof of the Garan Hall with its head. Then it opened its mouth towards the sky, let out a monster-like roar, and sprayed a black-red blood mist from the mouth, instantly sweeping away to the entire temple in all directions.

This is the second string of the complete body, or in other words, something even weirder than the original second string. Unless someone with a very strong sword, it is impossible to penetrate its neck with the length of an ordinary sun wheel knife, let alone The neck was still shrouded in black and red rot mist.

"Hey, what is that!"

A monk in the temple looked in horror at the blood mist gushing from the direction of the Garand Hall. The buildings touched by the mist began to decay at a speed visible to the naked eye, and broken stones and tiles continued to fall to the ground.Soon they came to their senses, put down the things in their hands, and rushed towards the mountain gate.

Flee - this is the first reaction of almost everyone, with only one exception.

"Hey, Daoxin, what are you doing? The mountain gate is on the other side!"

A monk suddenly grabbed Daoxin who was rushing back, "Didn't you see that the fog can melt even stones!? Do you want to die!"

"Sorry!" Daoxin pulled his sleeves out of his hand suddenly, with a determined face, "The abbot is still there, you run away first, I'm going to find him!"

"Then I'll go too! Let's go!"

"One person is enough, too many people will cause accidents!"

The monk gritted his teeth for a while, then took off his monk's robe and threw it on Daoxin's head, and tied it in a knot.

"You cover it for me, you should be able to resist it," the monk patted him on the back hard, and then ran towards the mountain gate with the others, "The abbot master will leave it to you!"

Daoxin touched his head, covered his face with his sleeves, and continued to rush towards the Garan Hall.

The red ghost is huge, it is more than ten meters tall, and people standing on the ground can only look up.

Such a huge enemy, even how to get close to its neck has become a problem.

Sato looked at the interior decoration of Garanji Temple, trying to find a foothold to jump up, but at this moment he heard Kuhara Hiiragi's voice behind him.

"Sabito, you escape with Inosuke."

"What?" Satoshi didn't seem to understand what he was saying, "The evil spirit is right in front of you, are you telling me to run away?"

"The blood mist will soon corrode the outer wall of Garan Hall." Kuhara Hiiragi put down the abbot's body, he stood up, and looked at Sato with a blank expression, "At that time, Inosuke will be affected, so now Someone needs to take him out."

"you……"

Satoshi was about to say something, but suddenly saw Kuhara Hiiragi's eyes.

Even though he was being watched by those pitch-black eyes, Satu suddenly had a strange feeling, as if those eyes were looking at someone else through him.

"What are you looking at?"

"Master Abbot!"

Daoxin's voice came from the door of the Garan Hall. The monk's robes wrapped around him had become dilapidated, and faint bloodstains could be seen on his body.

But he didn't even notice the ghost in the Garan Hall who was sticking his head out of the roof to release the poisonous mist, and ran to the abbot's body. After finding that the other party was dead, he felt sore and almost couldn't help crying.

"Stand up! If you are still a man, now is not the time to be sad," Saito said sharply, "It's just in time, take the abbot and Inosuke out quickly, please!"

Are you begging others? ?Daoxin really wanted to say that, but he had to say that the young man's words made him feel like he had found his backbone.

So he wiped away his tears, and hurried to the unconscious child in the corner, picked him up, and carried the abbot's body wrapped in monk's robe on his back.

Kuhara Hiiragi untied the haori and threw it to Daoxin, watching the other party wrap up Inosuke and rush into the thick fog outside the house, and then held the knife at the huge red ghost without saying a word.

Inosuke was safe for the time being, but he was still uneasy.

Almost bewilderedly, he wished Satu would quit the fight.

He had thousands of excuses, you should go out and contact the members of the Demon Slayer Squad, you should protect the monks, but Kuhara Hiiragi knew that what he really wanted was just "I don't want you to die".

But this kind of selfish and weak reason, if you say it, will definitely be disgusted by others, so he thought for a while:

"This is not your task. The power of this ghost may have exceeded the second string, you..."

"Enough." Satoshi frowned and interrupted his unspoken reason, sounding a little angry.

"I will fulfill my duties as a ghost slayer, please don't say anything else. Although I don't know who you are thinking about that you failed to protect, but I am not here to be protected. .”

Kuhara Hiiragi opened her eyes slightly.

You see, you still can't hide it.

"All in one! Water Breathing - Nine Shapes - Water Spray."

In the Garan Hall that had begun to collapse, Sato was looking for a rare foothold, and within a few moments he had rushed to the shoulder of Chigui, but the surrounding area was covered in blood mist, and he could not directly cut at the neck, so he was in midair. Turning around and turning, aimed at the mist.

"Water Breathing - Land Shape - Reversing the Vortex!"

The young man used the strength of his upper body and waist to turn himself while he was in the air, and the blade drew an arc in the air like a vortex in the sea, gathering the mist around the blade, and swung it aside.

But after the mist was dispersed, it was filled with new mist that emerged from the huge mouth in an instant.

And the ghost seemed to have finally noticed the two nearby ghost killers, and it began to move slowly and clumsily. With its every move, it seemed that the ground began to tremble.

"Senior Brother Jiuyuan!" Sato looked at Jiuyuan Hiiragi who was still on the ground in a daze, with a bit of hatred in his tone, "The roof is about to collapse, and the gap can only be opened for a moment, you act quickly!"

Kuhara Hiiragi finally came to his senses and took up the knife.

It seemed that someone's hand was holding the knife with him.

"I didn't fight Xiangshu with you just to have a good end."

The voice of a friend seemed to ring in his ears.

With a concentrated mind, he moved to Satu's side in an instant with his lightness kung fu, and at the same time pointed the tip of the knife at the blood mist around Chigui's body.

"Complete episode! The breath of wood - the shape of land - maple!" Seeing the black and red rotting mist being cut, he turned his head to look at Sato, who nodded understandingly.

"Water Breathing - Picking up the Shape of One—"

The sound of breaking waves, the sound of waves rising and falling, the sound of howling sea wind.

"I've always felt guilty for leaving you alone for so long, but it's okay now." The friend seemed to be laughing, and the voice was as light as ever, "Because you see, you are not the only one who has picked up the knife now."

"Ukiyo!"

Kuhara Hiiragi fell back to the ground, staring there blankly.

There is no blood mist in the eyes, no red ghost's head rolling down.

Only that is like the sea and the clear sky, a piece of azure blue.

The author has something to say:

An optional addition:

If the child is still alive after being lost, he may be adopted by the temple, so the ghost mother lurks in the temple.

This is the first time I try this kind of story, there are many problems with the original ghost, please bear with me.

The next chapter will probably be easier.

And the comments will be open tomorrow hahahaha! ! (you calm down)

Thanks to Bupleurum and Ji Haocheng for mine!

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