me and my vest

Tong Moren struggled to endure the severe pain. If he hadn't been born with a lack of emotion so he deliberately controlled his facial muscles to imitate other people's smiles all the year round, he might have lost control and turned into a hideous face.

I'm probably the first ghost to drink wisteria tea into my stomach.

He was thinking so casually, but at the same time he found it interesting. Just now when he drank tea because of that sentence, he really had the emotion of "impulse", and it didn't matter if he drank a few more cups.

Shangxian Ghost's recovery ability is very strong, and in just a few minutes, Tong Mo's body corroded by the poison was intact as before, as if nothing had happened, and he praised Mingsha's wisteria tea with a smile.

"Thank you very much, the taste is very good." Although Tong Mo was talking to Ming Sha, his eyes were fixed on Shi Lu, "The fragrance is very strong, it must have been picked not long ago."

Have you tasted it decently?

Meisha clenched the teacup in her hand. She came here just now when she felt something was wrong. In fact, she has been following behind. After all, ordinary people cannot see herself without using a lot of demon power. If Tanjirou and the others don’t Be careful talking into the air can cause panic.

Is this person okay?

No, even if it's okay, this look is enough to make people uncomfortable.

"It's just passers-by who came to share the table, miss, you are so kind, you even invited me to drink tea."

Tong Mo finally set his sights on Mingsha. If it was before, he would definitely be attracted by such a woman, just like the desire for Kanae and Shinobu in the original book, but now, he has put all his attention on At that time, the law went to him.

He tried his best to let Shilu talk to him one more word, and it was for this purpose that he talked to Mingsha.

Shi Lu watched quietly, only he could fully understand what was going on at the scene, but he didn't intend to do anything, even though he had been showing this image to the public for thousands of years, he still had an indelible bad taste in his bones.

Isn't it interesting to play dumb at this time, looking at Tong Mo's look of wanting to draw his attention.

Tanjiro was still out of the situation, he didn't notice anything, but subconsciously felt that Tong Mo was a bit strange, and now he was relieved to see that he liked wisteria tea.

It seems that this strange gentleman is not a ghost.

"Here we come! The pot you ordered!" The boss held the handle of the pottery pot with a towel and put the steaming food in front of Tong Mo. "It's still hot, be careful."

...Ah, forgot about that.

Holding the chopsticks, Tong Mo was a little confused. How long has it been since he ate human food?In fact, he doesn't even know how to use tableware anymore.

When I first became a ghost, I was not used to it, but I tried to eat these things, but that was more than 100 years ago, and I still have a vague impression, I just remember that it was very unpalatable.

It can't be worse than wisteria tea.

With this mentality in mind, Tong Mo bit off a shiitake mushroom in one bite.

Unpalatable! ! !

Super unpalatable! ! !

Shilu took a look at Tong Mo in the middle of serving Madara, and almost laughed out loud. Tong Mo's disguise was already very good, and Mingsha and Madara didn't see any problems, but he could see it from the subtle movements. Get that feeling.

"What are you guys doing here?" Tong Mo stuffed food into his mouth like a robot, "I have lived in Asakusa for many years, if there is anything I can help."

"Ah, by the way, let me introduce myself. My name is Tong Mo. I'm easy to get along with. My hobby is chatting with beautiful girls."

Shanyi raised his head all of a sudden, and met someone of the same kind, no, no, no, this is a competitor!

"My name is Zamon Tanjiro. If I want to help you, is it too much trouble for you?" Among the few people, only Tanjiro cares about Zhangui, "But...if it's convenient, I still want to know what's strange recently happened?"

"Such as someone missing or talking nonsense."

"I haven't heard of it."

Of course this happens every day.

"I'll let my subordinates take care of it."

"subordinate?"

"I'm running a chamber of commerce." Tong Mo raised a finger, "So I have quite a few subordinates, including bodyguards, merchants, or messengers, who are fairly well-informed."

He didn't lie either, the sect of Wanshi Bliss Sect has all kinds of people, and in order to meet his own needs, maintain the big house and deal with the impact of the girl's disappearance, Tong Mo controlled many rich people to provide funds , Businessmen naturally exist.

"You've all finished eating!" Inosuke, who had been holding back for a long time, finally pulled out the Japanese knife, "Hurry up and go out together! I want to fight this perverted and disgusting man."

The customers in the store all looked over because of the sound of drawing the knife, and after seeing clearly what Yizhi's assistant was holding, they all became agitated, with panic and panic on their faces.

"Is that kid holding a knife?"

"No way, such a small child..."

"No, it's suspicious to look carefully at the rest. Hey, who's going to call the boss?"

"Let's call the police over. Isn't the investigation more stringent recently? They should come over soon to deal with it."

The government has issued an order to abolish swords. Although there are still some warriors who are unwilling to abide by it, almost none of them have been brought out in public like this.

"Inosuke! Put it back quickly!" Tanjiro hurriedly grabbed Inosuke's wrist, "I will be caught!"

"What are you doing idiot!"

Shanyi was also frightened. He glanced around in a hurry and found that someone was already planning to contact the police. He was desperate, "Mr. Sivis, what should we do! Ahhh, he even pulled out the knife!"

"It's okay, just leave before someone comes." Mingsha wanted to leave a long time ago, and Inosuke's behavior just gave an opportunity and an excuse, "Even if someone calls the police, it will take time on the way."

She stood up slowly, looked down at Tong Mo, couldn't tell what she was in, felt relieved inexplicably, "Mr. Tong Mo, let's leave first."

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The red leaves on the tree were blown by the wind, swirled and fell from the air, joining the embrace of the fallen leaves on the ground.

The crescent moon in the sky was covered by clouds, casting a hazy light, and the night wind was blowing with the breath of soil. Although such a scene was deserted, it was also very suitable for walking.

The premise is not to walk all night because there is no place to live.

"It's all your fault! If it wasn't for your yelling and delaying time, we would have found an empty hotel!"

"Tch, my wife Tanyi, what a fuss, it's a man sleeping in the woods!" Inosuke was wearing a wild boar hood, and in the middle of the night when no one was around, he was finally able to walk on the street with two Japanese knives on his waist , "Watch me find a cave to live in!"

"It's Zenitsu, not Tanitsu! You're a savage, right..." Shanyi suddenly lost the motivation to quarrel with Inosuke, and he finally found out that the two were not on the same channel at all, and when they really quarreled, they were talking about chicken and duck .

"Isn't the cave bad?"

"Go to sleep alone!"

"Mr. Sivis." Tanjiro trotted past Zenitsu and Inosuke to the front, carrying the box with his sister on his back, "The hotel seems to be full, is there a house with wisteria patterns nearby? Or should we just stay in Asakusa?" Patrolling all night to find ghosts?"

"Hmph, human beings are really troublesome. Whoever is stronger will have the room. That's the right thing to do. They have to come first come first."

The overfed fat cat hung on Shilu's shoulder contentedly, and uttered a bunch of immoral trash, "If Madara-sama eats them up, the room will be vacant."

Everyone knows that he just likes to say that, without much reaction, just listen to it and pass.

"There should be an oni of the Twelve Oni Moon level here, because Oni Wu Tsuji Wucan stipulates that ghosts cannot live in groups, so he is probably the only ghost nearby."

"Even if there are other things, I dare not move within the range delineated by the Twelve Ghost Moons."

Tokiru bent down and took off his cloak and put it on for Tanjirou, the neckline carefully helped to cover his mouth and nose, covering half of his face to keep warm.

Tanjiro hadn't received such careful care since his mother passed away, and he froze in place for a while, staring blankly at Tokiri.

"Under this premise, night patrol is unnecessary, and it is more cost-effective to sleep well. Children need to rest their bodies."

"I, I understand!" Tanjiro replied blushing, "Then where are we going next?"

"Someone will help."

Tanjiro thought that Tokiru was talking about the House of Wisteria Patterns, so he calmed down and obediently followed, but Shiruto was actually waiting for Tongmo.

He knew that Tong Mo would not give up like this.

After walking for a short distance, Shi Li was not surprised to see a figure standing by the side of the road, his iron fan was reflecting bright light under the moonlight.

After waiting for Shilu to leave, Tong Mo immediately stopped eating, paid the money obediently, and contacted his congregants as soon as he went out, asking them to book all the vacant rooms in the Asakusa Hotel.

After this incident, the ghost, who was just playing tricks on his congregation, suddenly realized the importance of human currency, and decided to develop more merchants to join in the future.

After finishing these things and confirming that they had no place to stay, Tong Mo wandered slowly in Asakusa, waiting for a coincidence that had no flaws.

"Mr. Tongmo...?" Tanjiro asked hesitantly, and then he was deeply worried, "Why are you still outside at this late hour? It will be very dangerous, please go back quickly."

"This is a late night walk." Tong Mo lied without changing his face, it didn't look like he had been here for a long time. "This is my personal habit. If I don't do this, I won't be able to sleep at night."

"What about you? Why are you still outside?"

"It's Inosuke." Because of the blood ghost technique, Shanyi's hearing was also blinded, and while Tong Mo was regarded as an ordinary person, he couldn't tell that he was lying, "I can't find a vacant hotel to stay in."

"Would you like to come to my house?"

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There are lotus flowers planted on the artificially excavated lake, and there is no sign of withering in late autumn. Tingting is blooming gracefully, and you can still smell the fragrance when you get close.

There are small goldfish swimming around under the lotus leaves, and the faint ripples caused by the swaying of their tails are very beautiful under the reflection of the lanterns hanging on the porch.

"It's a big house."

Mingsha made a judgment like this.

She put up the paper window so that the night light could blow into the room and bring a little fresh air.

If something unexpected happens, such as a strong smell of blood, it will be easy to smell.

"At least there is a place to live." Madara assumed the pose of a noble lady, with her short legs crossed together, lying leisurely under the blanket, "Didn't he drink your wisteria flowers? I guess it's okay."

"That being said..."

Meisa held Shiruto's Japanese sword—the original one was given to Tanjiro, and the Demon Slayer Team forged a new one for him, cut a wound on his wrist, and used a cup to catch the blood left behind.

After years of waiting, she was finally able to be by the side of the person she admired again, and there was no gap between the two of them due to time—except for the change from strawberry milk tea to scented tea.

It can be regarded as enjoying a different taste.

Shi Lu calmly took a sip from the cup, and the moment he touched the blood, the color of his exposed right eye suddenly became brighter red, as if it was so dark that the light was sucked in.

Ordinary people naturally couldn't feel the monster's blood, and there was no need to worry about disturbing the three little ones living in the next room with the window open.

"I still don't feel right, sir." Ming Sha had already removed the complicated beadwork on her head, her black hair drooped naturally, because it was because of kneeling, it even dragged down behind her, like silk scattered on the ground, creating a A beauty that spans the era and belongs to the Heian period.

"There won't be such kind-hearted people. I just met them for one night. It's too abrupt to bring them home."

"Yeah." Shi Li replied twice, he was looking up at the stars, he had seen this kind of sky for thousands of years, but he still couldn't get enough of the overwhelming sense of vastness and crowding.

"Sir..." Mingsha called helplessly, "You're like this again, at least pay attention."

"I'm paying attention." Shi Lu smiled at her gently, making Ming Sha forget what she was worrying about, "Don't worry, Ming Sha."

"It was just my failed attempt before. After all, the world is such a fragile thing."

"This time, it is on the human side."

Tong Mo on the other side is not planning and conspiring as Ming Sha thinks.

He spent most of the night digging holes in the woods.

The arty iron fan had long been thrown aside, and Tong Mo came with a hoe and shovel on his shoulder.

The habit of collecting trophies before has ruined his current self. He can only run here overnight to bury the finger bones and women's items in the bedroom, afraid of being seen by Shi Li.

And after all that, there has to be some blood.

Wu Mi's control over Shangxian is not so strong, which means that he will not look at Shangxian's memories at will, and he will not often look at things through their eyes. More, it is easier to control death or something.

But that's not safe either.

Tong Mo thinks so, it is impossible for Mr. to give it up to anyone, sorry, Mr. Wu Mi.

He punched directly to the head, using all his strength.

Although it was disgusting to say so, the woods were suddenly filled with a strong smell of blood, large and small leaves were covered with splattered blood, and the grass leaves on the ground dripped blood dripping down.

The head grew back quickly.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of regrowth, Tong Mo made some adjustments to his brain. Although he still remembered it, if Guiwu Tsuji Wuchan came to search, he might not be able to get any memories.

"Ah, why are there still?" Tong Mo sighed distressedly, and stretched his fingers towards his temples.

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"one."

"I'm sorry, guest, there are really no rooms here, why don't you go to another place to have a look." The proprietress said apologetically, "There are a lot of guests here tonight."

Giyuu, who was forced to leave again, stood in the moonlight lost in thought.

why.

Why are there no vacant rooms in the whole of Asakusa.

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