The Handmade Blogger's Guide to Salvation

All generations of Patriarchs of the Demon Slayer Squad, no matter if they are surnamed Onimai Tsuji, Sanyashiki, Doihara, Wang, or Ollie, all have one eternal goal—to fight the ghosts to the end.

Their family is deeply cursed by the ghost king Oni Wu Tsuji Mumi, and basically they can't live past the age of 30, but there are also accidents, such as the contemporary patriarch, Miyaya Shiki Yoya.

Poor thing, he is only 19 years old, and he has come to the end of his life.

On this day, Yaoya Shiki, who was dying, called his 4-year-old son to the bedside, took his fleshy little hand, and said in a gentle tone.

"Son, don't cry anymore... Believe me, Kimai Tsuji will surely perish in your generation." Miyayashiki Yoya smiled, with a morbid blush on his face.

"Father exchanged his own life for victory. Believe me, you can live for a long, long time...your children can live for a long, long time..."

The 4-year-old Teriyashiki Teriya stopped crying, his eyes were full of confusion, "Father, did you exchange victory with the god?"

The obstetrician Yashiki Yoya on the hospital bed shook his head inscrutablely.

"No, with aliens."

Ubuyashiki Teriya paused for a moment, but chose to continue crying.

After he finished crying, the father and son continued to discuss matters. Every time the Patriarch of the Ghost Killing Team took office, he would choose a "beacon" as the motto to restrain himself and the Ghost Killing Team.

For example, the road signs of the previous patriarchs were "sincerity", "steadfastness", "hongyi", "devotion"... and a series of positive energy spirits, which are very worthy of praise.

So 4-year-old Teriyashiki Teriya had to choose a word as a beacon for himself and the entire Demon Slayer Team.

Then, the head of the family with the lowest education level in history thought hard, raised his head, and spit out a word in a childish voice:

"hapiness."

Yuya Ubuyashiki was silent for a moment, thinking for the first time whether he had received the boxed lunch too early.

"Are you sure? Once it's settled, you can't change it?" Seeing his son nodding firmly, Yoya Yashiki sighed silently and closed his eyes.

Then he walked away not very relieved.

Forget it, be happy if you are happy... He can foresee that the mission of the Ghost Slayer Squad is coming to an end, and Ghost Dance Tsuji will definitely be defeated in this generation, so it's okay to be "happy".

Seven days later, Teriyashiki Teriya, who was wearing a uniform, stood in front of the sacrificial hall, crunched and hugged by the rock pillar mourning Yu Xingming.

Hang up "happy".

Today, many years later, a webpage dedicated to recording "Today in History" reprinted everything that happened today from an old book——

"On this day in 19█, the youngest Patriarch of the Demon Slayer Squad, Teriyaki Sanyashiki, set his dojo as 'Happy'."

"He is the only patriarch who has fulfilled his mission in the thousands of years since the Ghost Killing Squad was born, completely erasing the existence of 'ghosts' from the stage of history."

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"Is anyone there? Open the door!"

John S knocked on Allan Poe's door impatiently.

This "writer" is unknown in the group and extremely low-key, but John S once had the experience of cooperating with him.

Extremely selfish, doesn't like to cooperate with others, and despises his low IQ.

The days of cooperating with Poe on missions were the most painful days for John S. He would rather do 10 missions with Lovecraft than look at the "great writer of mystery novels" "One glance.

Today, however, John S. had to come to his house once.

After the great writer claimed to have solved the legendary Mr. 140 billion worth of Dr. Abundantia, he locked himself in a small dark room for three days and three nights on the grounds that he had a new idea to create.

Didn't even order takeout!

John S would have thought that he would receive a notice of a fire in the kitchen of his residence, but he did not expect to receive angry complaints from the neighbors downstairs.

Loud bangs, inarticulate yelling, leaking pipes, gnawing on wires, day and night.

John S. genuinely wondered if the writer had run out of talent and gone mad.

"Don't knock on the door, just open it." The one who spoke was Lucy M, who was sent by the regiment leader to come with him to see what happened to Allen Poe.

John S was a little reluctant at first, he thought he could solve everything by himself, but judging from her skillful negotiation with the neighbors just now... the leader made the right choice.

"This door can't be knocked open." Lucy M sighed, "The last time I teamed up with him, he was 3 hours late, and he just hid in the house and couldn't come out."

A writer's little black room is not something that can be opened just by saying it.

I once heard him brag that this door was specially commissioned to find Dr. Abundantia to customize. If the corresponding number of words is not written, even if you become a ghost, you will not be able to open it.

John S glanced at the door that had been knocking on the door for a long time, sighed, and began to use his supernatural ability - "Grapes of Wrath"

Thick vine stems grew from John S's shoulders, and they slammed into the ordinary wooden door. After a loud noise, the wooden door remained motionless, but a display screen suddenly appeared in the cat's eye above, which read .

"Word count completed: 1614/10000"

I made up my mind day by day, but after three days and three nights, this is all I wrote?

Lucy M patted John S on the shoulder, beckoning him to be calm, then tiptoed, picked a bunch of grapes from the vine stem, and moved to the door.

"Here, we didn't disturb his writing, we came to deliver fruit...As a door, you didn't mean to starve him to death, did you?"

After she finished speaking, she still stared at the door lock confidently. Sure enough, after less than 10 seconds of silence, the door lock was automatically opened.

Lucy M gave John S a determined look, and holding the bunch of grapes on her mobile phone, she pushed the door and stepped into Poe's room...

Then, he met the three eyes.

No, it should be two and a half eyes, because the other is an eyeball, and it grows in the mouth.

Dead silence.

Lucy M opened her mouth and began to soprano.

John S was pale, and the battle scene when he teamed up with Lovecraft was also quite disgusting, so he was a little bit resistant.

- Strange.

He looked at the monster with teeth and eyes in front of him, his legs couldn't stop shaking, and he tried his best to restrain the monster with grape vines.

This money is really hard to earn, he thought, after finishing this job, he has to cut off the Kyoho grapes on his body and plant big roses instead.

"You're okay, I have to redecorate the power space."

Lucy M finished her soprano singing, calmed down again, and released the superpower "Red-haired Anne of the Abyss". This is an independent space, and she can only run out if she wins the game of hide-and-seek with the doll inside——

Oh, no... Lucy M sighed in pain. She realized that after her doll was touched by this monster, she would have to replace it with a new one.

After the rag doll in the control space hugged the monster and fell into the deepest abyss, she slowed down for a while before taking out her mobile phone and calling the group leader Francis F.

"We did not find the whereabouts of Allen Poe, but found a monster in his room, which was condensed by Allen Poe's supernatural power."

When the monster was dragged into the abyss, she immediately felt the supernatural power from Allen Poe dissipate in her space.

It's strange, although she hasn't read any mystery novels, but... Will there be such characters in mystery novels?

Horror novels don't dare to write like this, do they?

With a solemn expression, John S took the phone in her hand, cleared his throat, and reported to Francis F:

"He may have changed his career to writing a manga for Boy Jump's hot-blooded fighting boy."

Things that don't appear in mystery novels may not appear in hot-blooded boy comics.

It can be said that as long as the author thinks, anything can appear in the hot-blooded boy manga.

However, in recent years, the atmosphere of juvenile romance has been misleading, and the plot of "fighting fathers" has appeared. This is not good, and it will mislead the three views of minors.

Unlike Kamado Tanjiro, he has never been a protagonist who grew up by "fighting his father".

At least not yet.

Of course, this is just his own wishful thinking. He never even thought of himself as the protagonist. Thanks to the protection of his parents, he has read books and read some scripts. He has never seen a story where the protagonist is as unlucky as himself.

It goes without saying that his father died early, his mother and younger siblings were attacked by ghosts, and the only remaining sister, Nezuko, was transformed into a ghost... It goes without saying.

At present, he, Inosuke Zuihei, and my wife Zenitsu, the three new team members, were guided by the mission-issued crow to Natian Spider Mountain. In this mountain... there may be a hidden ghost.

This is... the legendary Twelve Ghost Moons.

Thinking of this, Kamado Tanjiro was vaguely agitated. He sat under the tree and couldn't help wiping his Japanese sword with a cloth over and over again.

Just now, Zuihei Inosuke lured away the giant "father's responsibility" ghost in this mountain, and there were only two people left here—him and my wife Zenitsu.

Oh no, and his sister Nezuko.

Don't underestimate her, at least here, Nezuko looks much better than my wife Zenyi.

Zamon Tanjirou looked at my wife Zenitsu who was crying softly beside him, couldn't help but raised his hand and wiped his tears with the white cloth that wiped the blade just now, and inadvertently wiped two lines of black dust on my wife Zenitsu's face .

This is already very good, at least dare to follow him here... Tanjirou Zaomen originally thought that my wife Shanyi would not follow him into the mountains.

"I, I, I... I will not disappoint my master's trust. His precious sword was given to me, not even my brother!"

It is said that the former Narutozu Kuwashima Jigoro had a very powerful Japanese sword, which cut iron like mud, and countless ghosts died under the sword. Before my wife Shanyi left, I gave it to him.

Originally, my wife Shanyi thought that this was to be given to senior brother Yan Yue, but unexpectedly, the person who got this precious sword...was me.

It could almost be said that he was designated as Naruto's stepson by default.

In the next second, my wife Zenitsu handed the precious sword that was always in her bosom along the way to Kamado Tanjiro.

"You are better than me, only you can defeat that Twelve Demon Moon." My wife Zenitsu stuffed the pure white Hikari Saber into Kamado Tanjiro's hand without any explanation.

This……

"This is said to have been created by Mr. Yushen, the top mysterious swordsmith. He transformed the Japanese sword to the extreme. Don't worry about not getting used to it. It will automatically become the most suitable length and weight for you... There are rumors that he is a ghost. , this sword was made with blood ghost technique, in short, this swordsmith has disappeared, and it is impossible for a new Yushen sword to appear again."

Yu Shen Dao.

Tanjiro Kamado was stunned after hearing the name, and then his expression was a bit indescribable.

"Mr. Yushin, the swordsmith you are talking about...is his full name called Yushen Shema?"

This time, it was my wife Shanyi who was stunned.

"Yeah... you even know this?"

Kamado Tanjiro bit his lower lip, he looked down at the pure white Japanese sword in his arms, and carefully rubbed the handle with his fingers, where a small gear fairy logo was engraved.

"If it's not the same name." He swallowed.

"He is my adoptive father."