About the matter of Mrs. Chen's superstition in science

The door with stained glass opened slightly, and Wakana looked up just in time to see Tanjiro and Nezuko coming out of the room.

Tanjiro was obviously taken aback when he saw her, and then they exchanged a look, and walked out to the corridor in tacit understanding.

Under the moonlight, the plants and trees in the courtyard lost their sense of reality in the daytime, like a quilt covered with a layer of soft and thin gauze, occasionally mixed with the sad crickets.

"I just peeked through the window and saw a maid rushing over there." Tanjiro hesitated for a long time before speaking. He saw that Wakana knew the family well, and even thought about investigating by himself without telling Wakana. Thinking of being hit by Wakana.

Wakana looked in the direction Tanjiro said, and it was the main house of the Fujimoto family. Except for the deceased Aunt Fujimoto, Uncle Kiyoro and Brother Yo lived there, "I always have a bad feeling, Tanjiro, Can you accompany me to take a look? Don't be discovered."

Tanjiro would not agree, so let Nezuko follow behind carefully and don't run around.

"Compared with before, there are really fewer maids." Wakana still remembers that when she came here last time, she met a maid almost ten steps away, repairing plants, cleaning dust, picking ingredients, doing their own work, and there was a lot of excitement everywhere. The smell of fireworks, even at night, there are many security personnel patrolling around, and it is not yet the middle of the night, and the whole courtyard has fallen into a deep sleep.

From Tanjiro's point of view, only half of her side face can be seen, condensed coldly in the night.

Nezuko suddenly said, "No, no, no."

Tanjiro immediately pulled Wakana into the corridor ahead, and stood in the shadows with his back against the wall.

Wakana was very obedient and didn't raise any doubts, she just glanced sideways at the hand that came around from the back of her neck and held her right shoulder.The two were so close that half of their bodies were connected together, so that she could hear each other's heartbeat whenever she wanted to.

In the next second, a familiar maid ran towards this side, tightly guarding the things in his arms, Tanjiro's breathing was stagnant, "The smell of blood..."

And it's not animal blood, it's human blood, it's very fresh, it must have just been harvested, could it be that those missing children...

Tanjiro didn't dare to think about it. If his guess is true, what should Wakana do?She seems to be a childhood sweetheart who grew up with that Fujimoto, that's too bad!Wakaca must have heard what he said just now!

Tanjiro took a step back, Wakana had already rushed out and stopped the maid.

The maid has served two generations of the Fujimoto family, so she knows her naturally, and she can barely maintain a smile at this meeting, and she folds her arms indistinctly by bending over, "Miss Wakana, are you up so late?"

"Marian, we have known each other for many years. Your expression management has really regressed a lot, or is the fact that happened in the house beyond common sense?"

There was a trace of cold sweat on her forehead, and Marianne didn't even dare to look up at her. Even so, she could feel the aggressive gaze, her hands trembled uncontrollably, her waist bent even lower, and her voice didn't even sound like her own, " What are you talking about, Ms. Wakaca, it's getting late, go back to your room and rest."

"What are you holding in your hand?"

Wakaca lowered her eyes, and her thin eyelashes cast a shadow under her eyes, making it difficult for people to see her emotions clearly.

Tanjiro was a little worried about her, and walked out of the shadows, but he didn't know what to say. He also experienced the despair of his family members becoming ghosts.But he is very clear that not everyone can recover like Nezuko. Once they eat human/meat, there is no way to turn back.

Marianne's heart stopped beating and she opened her mouth to breathe heavily, her bangs were wet with sweat.

Wakaca didn't want to embarrass her either. It was Marian's greatest loyalty to Fujimoto and his son to choose to stay at this time. She sighed sadly and said after a while, "Marian, take me to meet my brother."

After the initial anxiety, Marianne became suspicious of Wakaca's attitude. She seemed to know what happened to the young master, but how could she believe such an unbelievable thing if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes. Could it be that... she has seen it?

So it's strange that she visited Fujimoto's house at this time. Did she come here for this matter in the first place?Will there be a way to save the young master?

In the slightest hope, Marianne bowed to her again and again, with tears in her eyes, and helped them lead the way.

Tanjiro gently pushed Nezuko in the direction of Wakana, Nezuko didn't know why his brother did this, but still happily hugged Wakana's arm, and when he rubbed his face up, he felt the clothes on her body It smelled really bad, and he frowned tightly.

Wakana closed her eyes, adjusted her emotions, and smiled gratefully at Tanjiro, "Thank you, are you worried about me? It's okay, I'm not that fragile."

Tanjiro stared at her for a long time, but said nothing.

Soon after arriving at the main house, Marianne took them straight to the basement, walked through the long passage, and came to the innermost room, "The master is not here now, and I will talk about bringing Miss Wakaca here later." Plead guilty to the master personally, please ask Miss Wakaca to save the young master, he is still young..."

She has watched him grow up since she was a child, and to put it presumptuously, she loves and takes care of him as if she were her own child.

Tanjiro secretly glanced at Nezuko who was quietly staying beside Wakana. For thousands of years, once he became a ghost, he never changed back to a human. But he couldn't give up. , it is really just an abyss.

Wakana put his hand on the doorknob, and suddenly looked worriedly at Tanjiro standing behind. Tanjiro is a ghost hunter who specializes in hunting /human/ghost.

"It was too far away just now, and now it is confirmed that he has not eaten people, and the smell is very clean."

Tanjiro's words gave Wakana a reassurance, as long as she didn't make a principled mistake, there was still a chance to recover everything.

This was Wakana's first time facing a ghost in a real sense, Tanjiro thought for a while, took a step forward, put his hand on the back of her hand, and pushed down together to open the closed door.

The door is made of metal, very thick, and every time it is opened, it makes a sharp sound. It is very dark inside, only a small yellow night light is turned on, and you can see a big bed with a raised quilt.

"Miss Wakana, please be careful."

Marianne has seen the picture of going crazy, so she reminded her worriedly.

"Thank you, I will be careful." Wakana walked over with the encouragement of Tanjiro, stared at the quilt for a while before stretching out her hand, and said softly to the person hiding inside, "You want brother? Do you remember me?"

The quilt was lifted, and even though she had made enough mental preparations, Wakana still couldn't look directly into those red eyes, which were so red that they seemed to bleed at any moment.

Seeing the light suddenly, his blood-colored eyes trembled, and he hurriedly pulled off the quilt to suffocate himself again.

Wakaca felt the trembling under his hands, the corners of his eyes were stained a little red, and continued to gossip like a normal person, "Brother, I'm Wakaca, the little one who always followed you when I was young, and I used to be in school because of my small size. The boys bullied me, and I wanted my brother to fight with them one by one. Although you were beaten and bruised and stuffed into the trash can, Uncle Qinglang took a lot of effort to deal with the follow-up. Also, during that sleepover, I..."

"Don't say it, it's just that my body has become strange and it's not amnesia. Don't just reveal other people's embarrassing things, you idiot." You want to throw away the quilt and sit up on the bed, with your hands on your knees, although the voice sounds different from usual No difference, but kept his head buried while talking.

There was a cold on the back of the hand, and the crystal teardrops slid to the sides, sinking into the trouser legs, a piece deep.

These are Wakana's tears.

His body froze, his fingers kept clenching, and finally let go, he covered his face in pain, his shoulders kept shaking, "I can't go back... Please, get out of here quickly, don't come again..."

Seeing this, Marianne stumbled forward and took out the things she had been protecting in her arms. Because her hands were shaking so much, she almost fell to the ground several times. Finally, she peeled off layers of cotton cloth, revealing a piece of cloth dripping with blood. s things.

As soon as Wakaca smelled that smell, she couldn't stop retching, her throat tightened and shrank, and the food residue mixed with acid water was vomited out, and she couldn't stop until she vomited all the contents in her stomach.

Tanjiro was frightened by her appearance, fearing that she would spit out all her internal organs in the next second, so he hurriedly patted her on the back, "What, what, what, what, what, what! Why did this happen all of a sudden! Nezuko, take it! Paper towels, no, hot water!"

Tanjiro suddenly discovered that Nezuko's state was also a little bit wrong, because it was affected by the piece of raw/meat. When he was dying, fortunately, Nezuko woke up in time.

Tanjiro breathed a sigh of relief, but then looked towards the bed.

Marianne held the small piece of meat in front of Yao's eyes. She was short of breath, her eyes were redder than before, and tremblingly stretched out her hand towards the meat.

"can not eat!"

Tanjiro yelled anxiously, "Never take the first bite! You won't be able to turn back!"

If you only hesitated for a short moment, your eyes will soon be filled with blood, and the last trace of reason will fall asleep.

Tanjiro could only let go of Wakana for a while, stretched out his hand to grab an empty space in his waist, and suddenly remembered that the Hirinaki knife was broken.Fortunately, he had just become a ghost not long ago, and had never eaten a human being, so his strength was very weak, so he snatched the meat from his hand at once.

The flesh flew from his mouth, and he wanted to pounce on Tanjiro with a long roar, but soon realized that he was not his opponent, so he locked his target on the person next to him.

Wakaca's body smelled like Oni Wu Tsuji, and the ghost's blood in her body instinctively wanted to draw more blood, trying to strangle Wakana's neck, with a ferocious expression on her face like a ghost.

"Kaka." Nedouzi kicked in the air.

He wanted to grab Ruocai and move aside, opening his mouth to bite off, but suddenly lost his strength, his head was crooked, and he slumped against Ruocai's shoulder.

A trace of clarity returned to Kaname's eyes, and he said weakly in a hoarse voice, "During the past few years that I don't know, Wakana has really grown up... What is the name of that inexplicable organization, Ghost Killing Squad...? I was once worried that it was a suspicious organization, but now it seems that at least I have taught you some life-saving methods... Great, I can close my eyes at ease..."

With blood in his mouth, Wakana didn't hear everything, pulled out the fragment of the sun wheel knife stuck on his back, and said half-crying and half-smiling, "Why close your eyes, it's just a weapon that's bigger than a fingernail, you just now It's not that easy to die."

"Is that so? So that's the way it is, how could it be...can't die..."

To slip off Wakana and fall powerlessly to the ground.

Tanjiro put down the piece of iron that he broke off from the wall just now in a hurry, but what did he mean by what he said just now?Why does he know about Ghost Slayer?