After the women's dress, I had an affair with Wuxian

"Snapped."

The candle placed in the corner suddenly exploded a small spark, the lamp oil slowly melted, and finally fell on the black chassis, and the fireworks flickered.

The chirping of cicadas at night is still loud and clear, the cool wind hits the leaves, and the dim sky is covered with diamond-like stars. Under the quietness of the world, only this piece of houses is dotted with lights and brightly lit.

Ubuyashiki Teriya pushed a cup of hot tea over to give Kamado Tanjiro time to accept and digest, "I know this is a somewhat reckless decision."

In a word, he put on an expression similar to a wry smile, "When I told others about this decision, most of the team members showed the same expression as you."

"My lord..."

"I know your concerns and thoughts, but we can't wait any longer...and we have no right to wait."

Zamon Tanjiro suddenly raised his head, his eyes were burning, and his voice was low and hoarse: "My lord, can you tell me what happened to make you make such a decision?"

The current Patriarch of Ubuyashiki, who was only eight years old, sighed softly, his tone full of helplessness.

"Xuan Mi broke into the base camp of ghosts alone. Judging from the current situation, he is carrying two diluted potions for eliminating ghosts."

"We can neither confirm whether he died, nor know whose hands those potions fell into."

"We can't gamble..."

Kamado Tanjiro was stunned, because he knew what the other party's unfinished words were, his lower lip trembled slightly, and he tried to speak steadily: "It can only be leaked out as medicine."

"It's better to fight earlier than..."

He didn't speak.

Ubuyashiki Teriya answered: "Yes."

Kamado Tanjiro blinked.

"Boom, boom."

A strand of reddish-brown hair fell on his cheeks, leaving a gray shadow. The boy heard his own heartbeat, once, twice.

The numbness was transmitted from the fingertips to the heart, and the sound of the rapid flow in the slender blood vessels seemed to be right next to the ears, and intermittent roars began in the brain, a black silhouette of a human figure flashed before the eyes, and finally turned into a burst of sharp Painful, he raised his hand and hugged his forehead.

"Well!"

"Sakura cake, cherry cake, bean paste, bean paste~"

A figure sang an out-of-tune song, and wandered into a room unsteadily.

As the song got closer, there was a sound of iron chains hitting suddenly in the small room, which was very clear in the room where you could hear needles falling. As the figure walked in and pushed open the closed window, the faint moonlight came in.

The room was dim, and there was not much furniture. Except for a sofa that could barely sit on it, the walls were bare.

A shadow quickly passed in front of him, and before he ran out the door, he bounced to the wall as if blocked by an invisible wall.

At the same time as there was a loud noise, Rei Asano squinted his eyes in symbolic sympathy.

"Cough, cough, cough."

Immortal Chuan Xuanya was hit with stars in his eyes, lying on the ground clutching his chest, coughing a few times as if he was about to die.

It has been about half a month since he was transformed into a ghost on the first day. At first, he swore to die and wanted to escape all the time, but his body was bound by dirty blood. No matter how hard he tried, he would be betrayed by his own body in the end.

Just like now.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" He beat the ground in grief and indignation.

"Don't be angry, it's not good for your health."

A voice came from the side, Immortal Chuan Xuanya followed the sound and changed his face instantly.He struggled to get up from the ground, walked to the corner of the room with weak legs, and stared at Rei Asano as if he saw an enemy.

Rei Asano saw the undead Genya Kawa leaning against the wall with a defensive face, and smiled obediently.

"Hi, here I come again."

Immortal Chuan Xuanya's right eyelid began to jump.

Rei Asano put down the oil-paper bag in his hand, walked leisurely to the sofa, sat down on his buttocks, sighed with satisfaction, and waved to Immortal Chuan Genya, "Don't be so indifferent to me."

"...a pervert."

Immortal Chuan Xuanya gritted his teeth.

Looking at the lazy and boneless person in front of him, Immortal Chuan Xuanya felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, and his whole body was not good. It seemed that nothing good happened since he met him, let alone——

This person is actually a man!

Not only did she fabricate her identity, even her gender was fake!

Undead Chuan Xuanya was stunned when he saw Rei Asano wearing a suit for the first time. The other party was flat and thin, and it was quite suitable to wear men's clothing. Then he realized that he was deceived again...

"Today's snacks are sweet." The culprit slowly opened the oiled paper bag, and stuck a small piece of snacks out of it, stuffed it into his mouth, his cheeks bulged, his eyes widened and he praised vaguely, "Okay eat!"

The tone of voice was very exaggerated, and the performance was very insincere, but the smug and triumphant face couldn't help but make Immortal Chuan Xuanya clenched his fists.

Since he became a ghost, he has never eaten again, his stomach is burning, and his stomach is rumbling. He knows that he can no longer eat human food, and he is feeling depressed and uncomfortable. However, Rei Asano visits him every day. There was three meals and an afternoon tea, which tortured Immortal Chuan Xuanya deeply.

"...you get out for me."

He spit out this sentence with all his strength, and in just a dozen days of getting along, he realized that Asano Rei is a person who takes the soft but not the hard, and if he reacts violently like a thunder, it is exactly what the other party wants.

"The price of dim sum seems to have dropped recently," Rei Asano muttered, "I heard that it's because of the turmoil in the world. Everyone is hiding at home and dare not go out. Business is not good."

He fiddled with the delicate snacks, "What do you think is going on?"

Immortal Chuan Xuanya suddenly became quiet.

"...you guys did it"

"doing what?"

"Corrupt the world, slaughter mankind, and endanger the people."

"Do you think I'm that kind of person?"

"Stop pretending to be innocent!"

Immortal Chuan Xuanya roared out.

He was panting heavily, his eyes were bloodshot, there was a touch of dark red in his originally black pupils, and fangs grew out of his mouth. He unconsciously used the part of the power that belonged to ghosts under the premise of being excited-earth tremor , chapped feet, dust from the house falling down.

"You are not a ghost, but you are more hateful than a ghost."

"Knowing what that ghost was paying attention to but didn't stop it or dissuade it, instead it took the initiative to join the war." He said these words almost in a voice, "Why do you still pretend to be calm? In front of me, in front of those who have been hurt by you!"

"You cold-blooded monster!"

"A monster unworthy of being a human!"

Rei Asano's eyes reflected his hatred, he opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

In the eyes of Undead Chuan Xuanmi, this appearance was a sign of guilt. He sneered, "You will be punished, someone will kill you, and your crimes will be made public and cast aside by everyone. hell……"

"coax!"

A loud bang cut him off.

The hard skull was smashed to the ground, and a huge force like a rock mountain pressed against his cheeks. The bones could not bear the heavy pressure and made an unbearable creaking sound.

Immortal Chuan Xuanya wanted to reach out and grab the foot that stepped on his face, but the people above him refused to give him a chance.

"Okay, let's call it a day," he said.

A neatly dressed and very handsome man appeared suddenly. His slightly curly black hair was casually stroked back, revealing a beautiful forehead. There was a chance that the broken hair would hang down at the corner of his eyes. Exactly the same indifference and refinement, this outfit can go to a banquet at any time.

Rei Asano frowned——Wu Mi was dressed up brightly when he didn't know it.

"I'm sorry to interrupt your conversation, but what you need to pay attention to now is that there are guests coming." The man let go of the foot on Immortal Chuan Xuanya's head with a smile.

“Hospitality is my style of hospitality.”

His ill-intentioned words made Undead Chuan Xuanya confirm that the "guest" in the other party's mouth should be the Ghost Killing Squad.

Wu Mi walked up to Asano Rei, pulled him to stand up, "Hey, Wu Mi, actually I can..."

"Zheng-"

He semi-toughly pushed Asano Rei into Infinity City.

The smile became weaker after the other party disappeared, Onimai Tsuji stood for a while at the place where Asano Rei left, then turned his head leisurely, tidying up his slightly messy clothes.

He glanced at Immortal Chuan Xuanya, "If I didn't want to appreciate the wonderful expression of the ghost killing team after seeing you now, I really want to kill you now."

"……what."

"why are you laughing"

Immortal Chuan Xuanmi didn't answer, but he was worried about his brother and teammates in his heart, and he gritted his teeth in fear.

The wait time is not long.

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"

There was a door, and there were bursts of roars looming outside.With such a large number, the volume alone creates an extremely uncomfortable hearing sensation for people's ears, like the wild beast roaring out of control, crazy and unpleasant.

"Boom!"

There was a sound like something falling to the ground, followed by a panicked cry, the two seemed to be related.

Guiwu Tsuji Wucan listened with ears raised, frowning secretly.

Out of caution, he didn't walk out of the room at the first time, but then the power of blood shared the perspective of one of the ghosts - he saw petals all over the ground, purple and exquisite, looking fragile and deceitful, falling on the ground. The fragrance emitted by this body when it was around was incomparably stinky, but any contamination made him sick.

It is wisteria.

This is the only purple flower that can make ghosts hate it from the bottom of their hearts.

Oni Wu Tsuji raised his head and looked at the wisteria petals fluttering in the sky. The surrounding ghosts had already fallen into madness. They danced and trampled on the ground, trying to escape.

The catapult in the distance stopped working, and the Ghost Slayer Squad dropped another bag full of wisteria flowers, which fell on the ground and burst, purple petals gushing out, covering the entire city with the evening breeze.

It rained lightly at night, and the humid environment firmly retained those fragile petals that were fleeting with the wind. They stuck to the ground, the house, anywhere they could be seen, and some even floated into the windows and got into the house.

The ghosts had nowhere to hide, they could only run around in scattered directions.

Oni Wu Tsuji Wucan used this body to meet the eyes of the pillars not far away.The opponent's fighting spirit was raging, and his face was full of determination.There was surprise in many people's eyes, obviously very satisfied with the effect of flying petals.

Among the turbulent ghost crowd, he alone stood still and looked very eye-catching. The ghost killing team looked at the ghost controlled by Kiwu Tsuji with vigilance, with murderous intent in their eyes.

Under everyone's gaze, the ghost's lips trembled, and after a monotonous syllable, it fell silent again.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

He was like a burst balloon, his skin and flesh stretched, his breastbone expanded, and his whole body was like a fully stretched bow. Before anyone could react, he exploded.

Like a chain reaction, the continuous "meatball bombs" exploded one after another, flesh and debris fell on the side, the red sticky stained the wisteria flower and everything around it, and the crazy and uncontrollable bone group was in the air. The companion's blood donation calmed down a lot.

They calmed down for a while.

"..."

The wind is still blowing.

Seeing the hell-like scene in front of them, the ghost killing team couldn't help shivering.

Tomioka Yoshiyuki pursed his lips, his voice was as cold as ever, "Continue to vote, those ghosts can't afford to be consumed again. Move faster, don't be attacked by him."

"Hurry up!"

Bags of petals were placed on the catapult, and then smashed into the ghost town.Except for the roar of the opponent's ghost, almost no one in the ghost killing team spoke, dull and quiet.

This war is more difficult than they imagined.