Destiny to meet in hell

After more than two years, Twelve Oni Moon once again received a rally from Oni Wu Tsuji.

More than two years may be a relatively long time for humans, but for ghosts with a near-infinite lifespan, this short period of time is nothing more than an inconspicuous small wave in the vast ocean.

Guiwu Tsuji Wumi is not a character who is happy to call Twelve Ghost Moons for a meeting, let alone that he specifically stated that he has something to do during the last meeting.In the end, it was just over two years, why did the Twelve Ghost Moons be summoned again?

Most of the Twelve Ghost Moons were puzzled by this, but they didn't dare to question Ghost Dance Tsuji's approach.The lesson of blood told them that facing that adult, they only need to be obedient enough.

At the same time, most of the ghosts also noticed that the fourth child of the ghost of the string was absent.There was no one to fill her seat, which meant that she was probably killed by the Ghost Slayer Squad due to an accident.

However, the only ones who really care about this matter are the five who are also the ghosts of the bow.As for the ghost of the upper string, they don't care whether the ghost of the lower string is absent or not.Even Tongmo, the most pretentious, will not take the initiative to include the ghost of the lower string into the ranks of his "companions"-he is not so boring as to care about these frequently changed, this time met Face off the ghost who might be killed by the ghost killing team next time.

Compared with them, Tong Mo still prefers to tease Yiwozuo.The character that explodes at one point is really fun.

Tong Mo likes to see Yi Wozuo so angry that he wants to kill him, but he can't beat him.He was often injured by him on purpose, and then stabbed him with all kinds of sarcasm and ridicule.

So when the lower strings were nervous about whether Oni Wu Tsuji Mumi would take their anger on them because of Xia Si's death, the upper strings had no such thoughts at all.Especially Shang Er Tongmo, with a carefree smile, took the initiative to greet other Shang Xian, as if meeting a close friend whom he hadn't seen for many years.

"Oh my, I don't know what your lord is calling us here this time?"

Tong Mo closed the metal golden folding fan in his hand, held on to the fan handle with one hand, and tapped the palm of the other hand lightly.His eyes narrowed slightly, half covering his pupils like colorful colored glaze.

He didn't think that the lord would summon the upper strings again because of the death of a lower string.

Luo Ji said beside him: "I don't know. But I always feel that... recently, I have been summoned a bit frequently."

Fallen Princess and her elder brother, the prostitute Taro, are both on the same land, and it was Tong Mo who personally recommended him to Gui Wu Tsuji to become a ghost.Because of this, they will be more respectful and closer to Tong Mo.

At least he will take the initiative to speak up when no one is answering Tong Mo's words, so as not to let him play a one-man show there by himself.

Leaving aside Xiaxian, he basically didn't have the guts to talk to Shangxian.Shangyi is used to silence, Shangsan sees Tong Mo and wishes him to go as far as he can, Shangsi is timid, Shangwu is obsessed with art and cannot extricate himself.

If it wasn't for Shang Lu's brother and sister, Tong Mo's words might really be a one-man show.

"It's really frequent."

Tong Mo smiled: "But does this mean that something interesting is about to happen?"

He smiled, and under the smile in his eyes was trembling with excitement and bloodthirsty desire.Come on, come on... He was going crazy from boredom.

Zheng——

The sound of the pipa sounded.

Twelve ghost moons looked at the man who suddenly appeared on the high platform, lowered their heads and said respectfully: "My lord."

Guiwu Tsuji Wucan let out a "hmm" and didn't bother to talk nonsense.He raised his hand, tapped his temple with his index finger, and used his cells on these ghosts to show what he wanted them to see in their minds.

It is a ghost-slaying boy who wields a sun wheel knife, and there are flower earrings on his ears.

The other ghosts didn't respond to this young man, but there was a crack in Hei Si Mou's cold expression all along.

Other ghosts don't know, but he is very clear.What this young man is wearing is his younger brother's earrings, and what he is using is the extremely orthodox sword skill of Breath of the Sun.

He would never admit this wrongly—because it was something he couldn't control no matter how hard he tried during his lifetime, so he could only use the breath of the moon derived from it, which belonged to his younger brother's sword skill, the breath of the sun.

How is it possible... How is it possible for someone to use the orthodox Sun's Breath sword skill nowadays!

Unwillingness and jealousy mixed with anger fermented and swelled in Hei Si Mou's heart that had not caused waves for a long time.He pursed his lips tightly, stretching his lips into a straight line, and unconsciously grabbed the hem of his clothes with his hands, so hard that his nails tore through the fabric of the clothes and sank deeply into his palms.

The pain from the palm of his hand didn't bring back Heishimu's rationality, and it was Gui Wu Tsuji's speech that finally brought him back to his senses.

"This boy just left Asakusa, Tokyo, if you meet him."

The murderous intent in Gui Wu Tsuji's eyes almost materialized, and he said coldly: "Kill him, and then bring his head to see me."

Twelve Ghost Moons responded one after another: "Yes."

Hei Si Mou let go of his hand, and the wound on his palm healed instantly.He lowered his eyes slightly, slowly calmed down his ups and downs, and then thought in his heart for a while that when the other ghosts left, he would go to Ghost Mai Tsuji and ask what happened to the boy.

...If possible, Hei Si Mou would like to personally kill the user of the Breath of the Sun.

It's a pity that before he opened his mouth to talk to Guiwu Tsuji Wuchan alone, one of the ghosts in the last string spoke first.

It's the end of the game, tired.A ghost who has the rare privilege of Oni Mai Tsuji Musai, who can share blood with other oni and form a so-called family.

The white-haired boy seemed to lack emotion by nature, and the expression on his face was even more indifferent, which was in stark contrast to the other extremely nervous ghosts of the lower string except for one of the lower strings.However, when facing Guiwu Tsuji, he still crouched down and said very respectfully: "My lord."

"There is something I hope you know."

"Oh?"

Oni Wu Tsuji asked, "What's the matter?"

Lei said: "I got the clue of the blue Bana flower."

"..."

After a moment of silence, Oni Wu Tsuji called out softly: "Naru."

When the black-haired woman holding the pipa heard the words, a huge one-eyed eye hidden under her bangs moved, and then gently plucked the strings.

There was another familiar clang, and the figures of Gui Wu Tsuji and Lei disappeared from the sight of the ghosts together—the two of them were sent to a separate compartment by Naruto.

"I really didn't expect it."

Tong Mo squinted his eyes and smiled: "The first person to find the blue Bianhua was actually the ghost of the bow. It seems that we are still a little slack, don't you think so, Your Excellency Yiwozuo?"

I haven't left a small forest for more than two years, let alone go to help Guiwu Tsuji Wucan find the blue Bianhua's Yiwozuo: "..."

Yiwozuo refused to speak.

Tong Mo seemed not to see the repulsion almost written on his face, and approached him with a smiling face: "It's not good if you don't work hard. It seems that we can only find a way to find that boy." , and then use him to please the adults."

"Don't you think so, Your Excellency Yiwozuo?"

"Your Excellency Yiwozuo?"

"Why don't you speak?"

"Yi - Nest - Seat - Pavilion..."

Yi Wozuo finally couldn't bear it any longer, and punched Tong Mo's head off.And Hei Simou, who has always been particularly fond of the order and rules, unexpectedly didn't comment on it, just lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

Tong Mo was very sad about this.

He felt that Your Excellency Hei Si Mou didn't care about him anymore, and he didn't care whether his head was smashed by Yi Wo.

Guiwu Tsuji Wumi doesn't care how the ghosts outside are making noise.He looked at the white-haired boy kneeling in front of him, and finally felt a little happier after being upset by Kamado Tanjiro's appearance these days.

It's not all bad news he's heard lately.

Whether he was killed by the ghost killing team again, or the descendant of the breath of the sun who reappeared in the rivers and lakes—these all seemed insignificant until he could get the blue Higan flower to overcome the defect against sunlight... well, The latter is still more important.

Probably because the mood that has been suppressed recently has finally relaxed a little. When facing tiredness, Oni Wu Tsuji's expression is much gentler: "Tell me, you know something, tired."

"A ghost named Physalis came to my territory."

Lei said: "He said that he found a blue Bana flower."

"He hopes to meet you, my lord, and hand over the blue Bana flower to you."

Ghost Dance Tsuji Wuyou chuckled lightly.

He wasn't offended by the request.In his opinion, the ghost who was lucky enough to find the blue Bianhua must want to take this opportunity to claim credit in front of him, and it is best to get his appreciation and reward.

If that ghost really finds the blue Bianhua, Ghost Wuji Tsuji would not mind giving him a little blood as a reward.

"Come on, take me to see him."

Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi can't be said to be unsatisfied thinking: there is no punishment from heaven, no retribution.God still favored him very much. He had given him endless life in the past, and now he has sent him the blue Bana flower that can overcome the sun.

Oh, sure enough.

He is the one who is destined.

The author has something to say:

Brother Yi (Six-Eyed Lemon): I'm sore, I haven't practiced the Breath of the Day yet.

Boss Scraps (smug): There is no punishment from heaven, no retribution.

Sixteen (very sincere): My blue Bianhua flower is comparable to heaven's punishment, it is retribution.