I live longer than the incomparable

It is true that he said "moved", but Tong Mo's attack did not have the slightest hint of being merciful.

When Die Nin and the others' sword styles were all concentrated on him, Tong Mo showed a look of great pity.

"At first, I thought I could have a good talk with you," Tong Mo backed up, blocking those attacks with his fan, "I never thought that Inosuke would be so unkind."

In this situation, Inosuke's heart is too difficult to calm down, even if he is fighting, he can't let himself really devote himself to the battle.

He couldn't let go of the words that came out of Tong Mo's mouth.

"Eight hundred...who is it?"

When the Rilun Dao brushed against Tong Mo's shoulder, he couldn't help asking this question.

Die Die Ren heard his voice and shouted loudly: "Inosuke!"

It is very dangerous to be distracted by the enemy during the battle, not to mention that the opponent is an extremely difficult to deal with the wounded ghost.If Inosuke was really led by the words of the wounded ghost in front of him, he would undoubtedly fall into the opponent's trap.

Different from the tension and anger on their side, Tong Mo looked relaxed and happy from the beginning to the end. Even if Butterfly Ninja's knife pierced his eye sockets and directly came out from the back of his head, he seemed completely It's like not feeling pain.

"Ah, I knew that Inosuke was still willing to listen to me," Tong Mo raised his hand and waved the opposite fan in his hand - blood ghost technique. The lotus-shaped ice crystals created by the lotus leaf ice gave off a chilling chill, Enough to freeze the skin that touches the cold air.

This kind of vampire technique is very suitable for widening the distance between oneself and the enemy, and if the opponent inhales enough cold air, it can even freeze the air in the opponent's lungs, thereby destroying the opponent's internal organs.

Tong Mo looked at Yi Zhisuke from a distance, and said to him: "After all, it was the same way before, when Babai had something to do, he always entrusted me to take care of Yi Zhisuke!"

Such words made Inosuke's breathing disorder in an instant, and he couldn't listen to the reminders from other people around him, only what the ghost in front of him said was in his mind.

"take care of me?"

Inosuke thought, if this is the case, then what is everything he is doing now?

A sense of panic invaded Inosuke's mind, and even made him feel that the Japanese sword in his hand was too heavy.

"Inosuke!" When he was in a trance, Kuruka Rokanna slapped him fiercely, and the fox face on his face was knocked off by her, revealing that beautiful face like a girl.

"Wake up quickly! Don't believe his words!"

Inosuke stared blankly at Lihualuo Kanaihu, he pursed the corners of his mouth, and didn't say a word.

It's not a question of whether to believe or not, but... the scene that slowly emerged in Inosuke's mind following Tong Mo's words made him unable to calm down.

Inosuke has always had an overly keen intuition, and now this intuition is telling him that what the wounded ghost in front of him said is probably true.

Because when Inosuke faced him, he was not as strange and calm as when he was facing other ghosts, but felt that the other's every move was very familiar - the smell emanating from him was not dangerous smell.

This kind of cognition is the real reason that makes Inosuke fall into confusion.

"So don't waste any more time, Inosuke," Tong Mo spent too long here, and he babbled a lot, saying that Inosuke was so cute when he was a child, that the relationship between me and Inosuke had always been so good, and that eight Hyaku would be very happy to know that Inosuke was not dead, so, "Let's go back together."

Tong Mo raised his fan, but did not use the blood ghost technique, as if he really only wanted to invite him: "Although Inosuke has been in the ghost killing team for so long, for the sake of eight hundred, Lord Wu Mi will definitely Forgive you."

Butterfly Shinobi and Li Hualuo Chanaihu gritted their teeth, and they heard the voice of the boy beside them.

"No," Inosuke raised his face, and said softly, "It's not like that."

From Tong Mo's words, he heard "eight hundred" over and over again, heard him talk about how familiar he was with her, and heard him say how much Inosuke liked him, but...

"If it's what you said, where is she now?"

The smile on Tong Mo's face suddenly disappeared.

Inosuke, who stared closely at his face and observed his every move, suddenly understood something: "She's also in the Ghost Slayer, isn't she?"

Tong Mo, who had been avoiding this topic for a long time, calmed down his face, and Inosuke's intuition accurately hit the topic he least wanted to mention. Tong Mo has always been unable to understand what Babaichuni did, just as he Now I can't understand why she left Kiwu Tsuji's side and purposely ran to the Ghost Killing Squad.

In fact, with Tong Mo's intelligence, he can also judge in a very short time. Perhaps the reason why Inosuke appeared in the Demon Slayer Squad is also because of Yabaichuni.

But of course he wouldn't say these words, because these were not things that should be mentioned in front of them—just as Tong Mo would only say "Yaobai" in front of Inosuke, but not another woman.

[Qin Ye. 】

For many years, Inosuke kept silent about his real life in order to prevent Inosuke from realizing his identity. Even now that the eight hundred monks have rebelled, Tong Mo still guarded the agreement with her and did not reveal Inosuke's real life to the public. He leaked half a sentence in front of him.

Even when he looked at this face, he remembered it - he remembered the woman whose face was too similar to his.

He originally wanted to keep Qin Ye, because she was a very innocent and lovely girl, Tong Mo thought, such a truly innocent girl, Babai would definitely like it.

But before he personally introduced Qin Ye to Eight Hundred Bikuni, she met her in the woods by herself.

At that time, Qin Ye was planning to run away with her child Inosuke because she accidentally found out about Tong Mo eating the disciples. Although she didn't know where she could go, from Qin Ye's point of view at that time, Wan Shi Bliss was a talented person. is the most dangerous place.

Later, when he saw Babai carrying the child back, Tong Mo was also taken aback for a moment, but soon he said something like a god or Buddha, "It must be the will of heaven that Babai brought him back. Inosuke."

At that time, he didn't know how Bikkuni Babai thought after hearing this sentence. It was a long time later, when this matter was brought up by chance, Tong Mo heard Bikkuni Babai say to him: "I always feel that , that is the most correct sentence you said."

Tong Mo felt very happy, maybe it was because she got her praise, or maybe she just heard what was in her heart.

But his joy came so easily—and disappeared so easily.

"She will come back." Tong Mo said to Inosuke: "Don't worry about Inosuke, I will definitely take you all back home, it doesn't matter if Lord Wu Mi doesn't want to forgive you, I will protect you and Yabai's .”

Hearing such words, Inosuke only found it ironic.

"But Mom definitely doesn't think so, everything is just your wishful thinking." Inosuke said coldly.

Such words made Tong Mo's eyes widen, and he raised his fingers to constrict his pupils, "Sure enough, because I have been outside for too long, Inosuke has become less obedient than before..."

In this case, "Then kill the person who brought you down."

——*——

Because of the unknown blood ghost technique and the strange drug mixed in the wine, Onimai Tsuji's body recovery speed was greatly reduced, and even made him change his form, unable to continue to recover in the same human form.

As if cocooned, Onimai Tsuji hid his recovering body in a cocoon made of a large number of sarcoma, and he used almost all his strength to recover, so that before he got out of the cocoon, At that time, his body was covered with layers of black hair, but his hair turned into a cold pale.

Weird teeth grew out of his body, covering his thighs and arms, but his face was still soft and sensual, with hideousness and beauty superimposed on this strange body at the same time.

After becoming like this, Onimai Tsuji thought to himself, everything will end tonight.

——*——

Kamado Tanjiro's breathing became more and more rapid, and the air in his lungs decreased little by little. He lost almost all his physical strength in the battle with Kaizuru-san, but he still couldn't stay at this moment.

because--

Ghost Mai Tsuji is still alive.

Crows with charms on their bodies flew all over the Infinite City, sending the latest information to the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Squad.At the moment when the three of them retrieved their memories as human beings and turned into ashes, they conveyed the news to the ears of every swordsman.

This is undoubtedly great news, but... the news of the deaths of members of the Ghost Slayer team keeps coming.

Those young and brave swordsmen are all fighting this battle with the belief that they must die.

Oni Wu Tsuji Mumi personally descended on the Ghost Killing Team, and brought all the ghosts under his command. Obviously, this scale was assembled with the mood of the final battle.

Because of this, Kamado Tanjiro couldn't stop walking—at least he hasn't heard the news of the death of the swordsmen he was familiar with.

But now, what he needs to do the most is to rush to the place where Oni Wu Tsuji is - together with the other [Pillars].

Ordinary ghost killers cannot become opponents of Onimai Tsuji, and may even become food to speed up Onimai Tsuji's recovery, so no matter what aspect is considered, all the strongest forces must be concentrated to go Dealing with Ghost Dance Tsuji is no misery.

——*——

Tong Mo spent too long time here.

It took too long for him to talk to Inosuke, and it took too long for him to recall the past.His memory has always been very good, so he recalled the past when he was with Inosuke when he was a child, and he recalled it particularly carefully.

Even those who listened were as indifferent as his mother.

"You really resemble her..." Tong Mo suddenly said with emotion: "You are all like this, you only listen to what you want to hear, and you only speak what you want to say."

Tong Mo thought, Babai Bhikuni is also this kind of person, no matter how much others say in front of her, she will not take what she doesn't want to hear at all.

And what responded to him was the sun wheel knife that the other party hit his face, and the child said: "You don't deserve to mention her."

How could it be unworthy, Tong Mo thought, Babai himself had never said such a thing.

So Inosuke really failed to study outside, but it doesn't matter, after tonight is over, everything will return to the way it was before...

But he has more important things to do now.

Oni Wu Tsuji Mumi summoned him through the cells left in his body, and now he is in a situation of being besieged, and the three of the upper strings have already escaped his control and chose to self-destruction.

Although Tong Mo always had a serious look on weekdays, his talent in combat was extremely rare.

He used the blood ghost technique to create two miniature versions of himself. This is Tong Mo's unique blood ghost technique. The small puppets made of ice have the same power as him. If it wasn't for the early morning, I would like to say a few more words with Inosuke In other words, Tong Mo must have released them long ago.

"Although I won't kill Inosuke, it's better for disobedient children to be taught a lesson..." Tong Mo said as he let the ice puppet fight with them, while he pulled away. After opening the door, he prepared to go to the place where Onimai Tsuji was located through the instructions in his mind.

But on his way there, he passed a courtyard.

It was a bit too quiet here, it didn't look like a final decisive battle was going on at all, and the person sitting on the veranda didn't have the fluster that a betrayer should have at all.

The eight hundred bhikkhuni saw Tong Mo, and her eyes fell on him, coming from afar, as if passing through the rock wall at the end of the world.

"Eight hundred..."

Tong Mo called her name in a low voice, his footsteps paused for a moment, he gave up the original route without thinking at all, and turned to walk in the direction where she was.

"You are finally here." Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni said to him.

"Eh?" Tong Mo laughed when he heard this, showing a surprised expression, and asked, "Is Babai waiting for me here on purpose?"

Eight hundred bhikkhunis watched him silently, and suddenly asked, "What do you live for?"

Her voice was very soft, just like the quietness and peace that Tong Mo heard sitting beside her in the past countless nights.

What does Tong Mo live for?She should have known about such a problem long ago.

At the very beginning, Tong Mo, as a "Son of God", was held on the altar by his parents. He lived to listen to the voice of a "God" that didn't exist at all, and to guide everyone to bliss.Then his parents died, and the gods didn't redeem them, nor him.

But at this time, it was the Eight Hundred Bhikkuni who extended his hand to him.

[Because you are the only one who reaches out to me, so I want to live for you. 】

It is such a simple reason that supports Tong Mo to continue the long and boring years to the present.

He said: "I live for eight hundred."

"I hope you can be redeemed, I also want to fulfill your wish, I hope to see you smile, so..." Tong Mo stopped in front of her, he did not sit beside her, but on one knee Kneeling on the ground, he stretched out his hand and held the hand of Babaichuni: "I want to hold your hand like this at the moment you die, and go to bliss with you."

【Just like you held my hand many years ago. 】

Eight hundred bhikkhuni looked into his eyes and saw his reflection reflected in those iridescent thick eyes, the silence between them lasted for a long time.

She suddenly said, "My death is about to come."

Tong Mo was stunned for a moment, he didn't understand what these words meant, in his cognition, the only thing that could make Eight Hundred Bhikkhunis die was the blue Bana flower.

"Has Babai found the blue Bana flower yet?" He subconsciously asked.

Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni shook his head and said to him, "I have found a method that is more real than the blue Bana flower."

She didn't take her hand out of Tong Mo's, but instead held his hand when he held hers.

"Stay here with me." Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni said to him, "My end is coming soon."

Such a request made Tong Mo's eyes widen slowly, and he rarely showed those exaggerated expressions on the surface, but just stared at her like this - his expression was almost blank.

As if he was nervous about something and didn't know how to face it, he held the hand of Babaichuni and looked at her face - Tong Mo himself didn't know what to think at this time.

But he heard the voice of Ghost Dance Tsuji Mumi calling him in his mind.

Tong Mo just finds it annoying, he can't understand the feelings of normal human beings, but he knows that he doesn't want to hear the voice of Guiwu Tsuji at this moment - even though Guiwu Tsuji is being besieged by other ghost killing team members at this time, and Deep in the bitter battle.

The swordsmen of the ghost killing team are difficult to deal with, Tong Mo judged from the information sent by the cells, and there are markings on the bodies of those [pillars].

Many years ago, there was such a group of swordsmen with stripes on their bodies, and among them was the swordsman Ji Guoyuanyi who had the initial breath.

Eight hundred bhikkhuni suddenly talked about the past. She said that the last time Gui Wu Tsuji fell into this situation, she was forced by Ji Guoyuan, a swordsman who had just breathed.

"Ah..." Tong Mo's attention point has always been very strange, so at this moment he is also asking: "The person from so long ago, do Babai still remember?"

He was quite dissatisfied and said: "Obviously what I said to Babai, Babai will forget it in a few days."

Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni didn't care about his words, she spoke as if she was talking to herself, as if she wanted to pour out all the words that had been buried deep in her heart all this time.

"People who are born different will feel far more pain than ordinary people no matter what, but I have always envied you, Tong Mo." Eight hundred bhikkhuni's fingers rubbed the tongue of Tong Mo who was half kneeling in front of her. face, she said: "Loneliness and sorrow are always around you, but you can't feel half of the pain they bring."

——how lucky he is, and how sad he is.

Even at this moment, he still can't understand the mood of the eight hundred monks at the moment.

Everything will end tonight.Not only does it refer to Ghost Mai Tsuji, but if Yabaichuni's prediction is not wrong, she herself will end tonight.

It seemed that she heard the sound of her heart beating again after a long time-even though her heart never stopped beating.

"Eight hundred?"

Tong Mo called her name, covered the back of her hand with his palm, and said to her, "Will Babai take me with you?"

"Do you believe in hell?" Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni asked him.

Tong Mo actually didn't believe it, but he felt that the eight hundred bhikkhuni should want him to answer that he believed it at this time - so he nodded.

[Because the current [-] looks really pitiful, just like the countless believers he has seen kneeling in front of him and asking him whether the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss exists. 】

Even if in fact it was he who actually knelt in front of her.

This kind of weird status reversal is not incompatible with the current atmosphere. The eight hundred bhikkunis actually don't care about Tong Mo's answer. If it is according to their words, she should have really seen the existence of the "miracle". .

Tong Mo is a false god, a tragedy pushed to the altar by the sorrow and pain of human beings, but he himself has not experienced this sorrow at all, even at this point now.

He was just thinking—

【I'm going to die tonight too. 】

Because this is a promise, an agreement between him and Bhikkhuni Baba, if Bhikkuni Baba died, then there would be no point in him continuing to live—he lived for her.

Even if Tong Mo would forget many things, such as the ghost killer team members he killed, the believers who confide in him, and the orders of Kimai Tsuji, he would never forget the promise he had made with Eight Hundred Bhikkuni.

Oni Wu Tsuji was dealing with the [Pillar] of the Ghost Killing Squad, while Tong Mo was lying on Yabaichuni's lap, closing his eyes gently just like when he was a child, feeling her palm stroking his head.

This kind of feeling made Tong Mo seem to have returned to the time of human beings. After the death of his parents, Eight Hundred Bhikkuni took over the Ten Thousand Bliss Cult temporarily.

Tong Mo suddenly wanted to ask her: "If I didn't become a ghost, what would Babai do?"

What would Gui Wu Tsuji have done if she hadn't found the Wan Shi Bliss Cult at that time?

He remembered what she had said to himself, saying that she would bring him up, so: "when I grow up, will Babai leave?"

In fact, the Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni stayed in the Bliss Sect of the World, and did not leave until Tong Mo was 20 years old. That's why this kind of saying "bring him up" suddenly makes Tong Mo feel sad when he thinks about it now. Doubt.

And the eight hundred bhikkhuni replied: "I will stay there until you die."

She said softly: "Even if the human life is extended to the extreme, it will only last a hundred years."

So even if you stay in the Bliss Sect and wait for a hundred years, it is not impossible.

Hearing this, Tong Mo suddenly laughed. He straightened his body, held the face of the eight hundred bhikkhuni, and put his lips on her forehead.

Something very strange seemed to be fermenting in Tong Mo's heart, and there was even a feeling of no longer being empty.

"I'm so happy~" Tong Mo said, showing doubts and distress again, his expression drooped, and he said again: "I should be happy, right?"

Weird thoughts kept popping up from the bottom of his heart. In fact, at Tong Mo's level, even if he escaped from Oni Wu Tsuji's control, as long as he wanted to do it, he could do it.

It's just that he had never thought of it before.

Now that Ghost Dance Tsuji's power is being weakened by the swordsmen of the Ghost Killing Team, and Tong Mo doesn't want to hear his voice again at this time, he just works a little harder to let the noisy voice in his mind no longer Couldn't get into his head.

At the same time, Gui Wu Tsuji, who was cut off by Tong Mo, was furious instantly.

Be it Hei Si Mou or Yi Wo Zuo, one or two have escaped his control, and they even killed themselves!But now, even Tong Mo is out of his control, and even now he is still staying with Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni!

It's hard for Guiwu Tsuji not to care about this matter. Since the explosion, he has been looking for the trace of Eight Hundred Bhikkuni, but the other party has already recovered, and he can even sit and talk with his subordinates as if nothing had happened. !

In this situation, they are still doing this kind of thing!

Oni Wu Tsuji Mumi was almost overwhelmed by anger, but he had to calm down, because what he was facing now was almost all the ghost killers who drew their hands to deal with him.

When he wiped out the Ghost Killing Squad tonight, he would definitely deal with the matter of Tong Mo and Babaichuni immediately.

But Mumai Tsuji, who was thinking like this, saw Tanjirou Kamado get up from the ground—the boy with red hair and stripes similar to Enichi Ji Kuni, the flower earrings under his ears were in the middle of the fire. Under the firelight of Kagura, the shaking range was the same as that of Ji Guo Yuanyi many years ago.

But Zamon Tanjiro is not Ji Guoyuanyi.

"What an ugly gesture..." Onimai Tsuji raised his chin, and his anger poured out on Kamado Tanjirou: "You look like this."

The half of the face on the right side has been damaged by Onimai Tsuji's toxin, making it so hideous that it's hard to tell who is the evil spirit.

——*——

Tong Mo held Babaichuni in his arms, and he could feel that the person in his arms was breathing more and more shallowly, and her heartbeat seemed to be getting slower and slower.

Tong Mo held her hand and talked to her, calling her name.

"Eight hundred~"

"Ah."

"Eight hundred?"

"……Um."

"Eight hundred."

"..."

Tong Mo himself didn't know when it was, so he didn't have a voice to answer him.

After Naruto died, Infinite City also began to collapse, and this weird space constructed by her blood ghost technique also collapsed with her death.

After losing her control, normal gravity acted on Infinity City, and the houses that were suspended in the air fell together, and a large number of sharp wooden blocks also fell on them when they were squeezed.

But Tong Mo hugged the Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni in his arms, and he used the blood ghost technique to create an ice barrier, covering them in it, avoiding the falling wooden blocks.

At that time, Bhikkhuni Babai was still breathing, but her voice in response to Tong Mo became smaller and smaller. Tong Mo didn't know what was going on, he only knew that Babai was dying gradually.

Holding such a body that was constantly losing vitality, he heard the crow's cry from outside.

The voice kept saying how long it would be before dawn, as if it was counting down something.Tong Mo suddenly felt that this was counting down the lives of eight hundred bhikkhunis, even though she was still breathing very shallowly.

Tong Mo looked down at her, the Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni who was lying quietly in his arms, her face was still beautiful, as if she was just asleep.He held her in his arms, pressing her face to his chest.

The heart that had been empty all this time seemed to be filled with something, and a strange sense of satisfaction rose from the bottom of Tong Mo's heart. He heard the crow shout loudly: "It's dawn! It's dawn!"

He saw that there seemed to be a brilliant red fire in the distance—is that the sun?Or the [God of Fire Kagura] that Yabai just told him?

Tong Mo has not seen the sun for too long, and he has not seen the sunrise for too long.

The ice covering them was melting, Tong Mo took the initiative to dispel his vampirism, he let go slightly, and saw the face of the eight hundred bhikkhuni.

The sunlight falling on her face made her originally pale face seem to have a bit of warmth, but the sunlight falling on Tong Mo's body made him feel the pain as if he was transforming into a ghost.

Severe pain came from the place where it was exposed to the sun. Tong Mo pressed his forehead against the bhikkhuni's forehead, and he pressed against the bhikkhuni's face again, but he didn't feel her breathing.

"Eight hundred?"

Tong Mo called her in a low voice, his voice was very calm, as if he had returned to the time many years ago when he first changed his address to her from "Master Eight Hundred Bikuni" to "Eight Hundred".

"Many years have passed..." Tong Mo suddenly said, "But Eight Hundred's wish has finally come true..."

He laughed, this smile seemed to be tainted with warm feelings under the sun, his body was gradually disappearing, but at the last moment, he hugged the eight hundred monks tightly, as if to let It was as if he had also entered her body—just as after listening to the prayers of believers countless times before, he integrated those believers into his body.

Tong Mo suddenly felt that he also seemed to understand why human beings are always pursuing the illusory [God], even if such a thing does not exist, they still have to make it up.

Because... Tong Mo was doing the same thing at this time.

He thought, he is now arriving in the Land of Ultimate Bliss.

——*——

[Ghost Mai Tsujimu died tragically. 】

Such a fact, with the rising of the sun and the complete Kagura of the god of fire swayed by Kamado Tanjiro, descended on Onimai Tsuji Mumi's body. The hot sun illuminated the entire sky, making this too long The night finally came to an end.

Tears fell uncontrollably from his eyes, Kamado Tanjiro's vision changed from blurry to dark, his consciousness gradually collapsed, and his body could no longer support himself.

But... it's all over.

【You've always done a good job, Tanjiro. 】

When the consciousness was blurred, the voices of many people seemed to appear in his ears. His parents, younger brothers and sisters were all standing together and smiling at him, Zenitsu and Inosuke were also waving at him, everyone he knew from the Demon Slayer Squad was training, and He turned around and saw his younger sister Nezuko.

"elder brother!"

Nezuko tilted her head and smiled, and gave him a big hug: "Brother will always be the pride of all of us!"

"Nezuko..." Kamado Tanjiro couldn't help crying, he hugged Nezuko tightly, and said to her, "Nezuko will always be my brother's pride."

——*——

Yin's team found a strange corpse in the ruins. It was clear that everything was in a mess when the Infinite City fell, but the surroundings of the corpse were clean, as if someone had been protecting her all the time. Keep her place from being destroyed by falling wooden blocks.

And... She was covered with a black cloak, and the strange clothes fell on her side, which made people feel more and more strange the more they looked at it.

Just when they were about to carry this corpse and put it together with the other corpses, a crow landed beside her: "Take her to the place where the maternity house is the master!"

The crow repeated these words several times, and the hidden people quickly realized that, following the crow's flight path, they found the current location of Patriarch Ubuyashiki and the others.

The head of the Miyayashiki family was lying in the bedding, but he still wanted to sit up and let out a voice from his hoarse throat: "Your Excellency Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni...how is it..."

Amayashiki Amane's eyes fell on them, and the answer she got was: "She is dead."

A strange silence suddenly spread around them, Yoya Yashiki was silent for a long, long time before softly saying: "Is that so..."

Perhaps for her, such a result was exactly what she wanted.

——*——

With Onimai Tsuji's death, the rest of the oni also lost their traces. The owner of Ubayashiki knew very well that all the oni under Onimai Tsuji's control would disappear with his death.

Not only that, but maybe it was because he finally killed Onimai Tsuji, so the curse that fell on Ubayashiki's house also disappeared. After that, Ubayashiki Yoya's physical condition gradually improved under Butterfly Shinobu and Tsushima's conditioning.

Although there is no possibility of complete recovery, at least as time goes by, Yoya Miyashiki can gradually sit up by himself, and with the support of Tianyin Miyashiki, he can walk a little in the yard.

He couldn't see anything, but he could feel the people by his side. Yuya Miyayashiki held Amane's hand tightly, and couldn't help but smile a little when he heard the voices of the children.

The drug that turns ghosts back into humans was developed under the joint efforts of Butterfly Ninja and Zhu Shi, and also with the help of Nezuko's power. As the first ghost that can appear in the sun, she contributed to the development of the drug. Provide a lot of blood.

Every time her blood was drawn, her brother Tanjiro Kamado was there by her side, just as he had been every moment before—even though his face still bears the scars from Musai Onimai Tsuji.The right half of the face was scarred, and it looked out of tune with the skin on the left, but no one would care about this kind of thing, because there were swordsmen in the Ghost Killing Squad who were more seriously injured than his face.

Snake Zhu Ihe Xiaoba Nei, his entire face has almost no complete skin, but even so, when he was recuperating at the end of the battle, Lianzhu Ganluji Mitsuri lay on his body and cried for a long time, hugging him for a long time Ken lets go and says he wants to marry him.

There are no ghosts in this world, and the ghost killing team no longer needs swordsmen to fight. Some people have returned to a peaceful life, and some have stayed at the Miyashiki family—as guards or in the properties under the Miyashiki family. Work.

The markings on the [Pillars] faded away after that day, as if nothing had happened, and everything returned to calm.