Can a thousand-handed heart be harvested to reap the wood tunnel?

I never thought that one day, I would pick up the anatomy and physiology I had learned in another world.

Thanks to the acceptance of the world, I was finally able to actively carry out life activities in a dead body.

Normal life activities of the human body are unconscious, even if there is no consciousness, the heart is still beating and metabolism still exists.

I'm different. To reach the level that normal Ghost Slayer Squad swordsmen can't see, I need my consciousness to simulate all the above-mentioned routine life activities.

It sounds difficult, so I found a shortcut.

Yanzhu!Then put a big template here, copy it, and you're done.

The side effect is that the response will be much slower.

I feel that if I can persevere, it will be of great benefit to my body.

On the way back, my wife Shanyi, who was slightly injured, approached quietly, and whispered in a voice that she thought she would not be discovered: "Sister Huahua, are you alive now?"

I slowly withdrew my attention from my body, looked at Tanjiro who had pricked up his ears with a delicate expression, and who suddenly turned his head back, Hei Inosuke, and then looked at Mr. Purgatory who was as immovable as a mountain...

"My wife..." In the blond boy's weeping expression, I abruptly changed my words, "Shanyi-kun."

"After all, going to the crowd in the original form will cause unnecessary riots and panic?" I helplessly spread my hands, very self-aware, "I just diverted my attention to imitate breathing and heartbeat, otherwise you see..."

I took control back and performed a cardiac arrest on the spot.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the team members carrying Tanjirou on their backs, tripped several times before stabilizing their bodies, and continued to move forward as if nothing had happened.

Tanjiro, who was bumped several times, turned his head and gave me a helpless look.

I blinked at him, and continued to the terrified Zenitsu: "This is the energy-saving mode."

Before more people noticed something was wrong, I slowly resumed breathing.

It's been a long time without skin, and I'm very happy now.

My wife Shan Yi, who was skinned a bit, was not scared off, and tried to continue talking to me.

Only then did I understand that this young man was afraid that I would feel uncomfortable, so he tried his best to find a topic to chat with me.

oops.

Realizing this, I began to adjust my mentality and persuade myself to let go of the rejection of the upcoming unknown.

It was a bit uncomfortable to stay alone for a long time before.

This is a very sensitive, very kind boy.

I gave a soft smile to Shan Yi, who was stuttering and sweating on his forehead, and still tried to find a topic, and took the initiative to answer: "Aren't you afraid of me?"

"Eh?" He shook his head violently and pointed to his ear: "How come, I can hear..."

Before he finished speaking, a pig's head arched up. It was Hei Inosuke who had come back from somewhere to have fun: "It's a forest! There are flowers... and swords...?"

The more he talked, the more confused he became.

Shanyi, who had been robbed of the topic, had fire in his eyes, and he held down the hood. Inosuke, not to be outdone, leaned on his strong waist and tried to overthrow him.

So the two quickly forgot their initial thoughts and wrestled.

"Really energetic!"

Then Mr. Purgatory, who laughed loudly after saying these words, was also pushed down by a weak lady who looked like she was in charge of emergency medical treatment.

"...Please calm down, and have a sense of being a seriously injured patient, Mr. Purgatory!" The voice was very unbearable.

On the way to finally become as quiet as a chicken, I swallowed the non-existent saliva.

Well, sure enough, everyone is very energetic.

……

In fact, the injuries of these people are still very serious, so they can only go to the nearest Wisteria Flower House for emergency treatment, and then transfer to the Butterfly House to continue recuperating.

The three team members who tried to be brave fell down one by one after arriving in a safe environment.

I watched the environment that suddenly started to be noisy, and my heart gradually settled down.

Yeah, that's good enough.

……

not at all.

A Yan Zhu, three team members, and an entire train with eight carriages, and more than 200 hostages. Under such conditions, no one sacrificed to kill a lower stringer, and at the same time forced back a upper stringer. Three, what is this concept?

——It is simply the biggest and most exciting event since the formation of the Ghost Killing Squad!

How can it be enough to just say "repel the third of the first string"?

What is the strength of the third winding?What was the specific process of the battle?Any more ghost intel?That girl who is neither human nor ghost in the information... who is it?

All of these are useful only if you ask them in person!

As a result, this small house of wisteria flowers kept crowing in a short period of time, and it is said that several nearby Zhuzhus rushed over overnight.

I broke out in a cold sweat when I heard this.

"It doesn't matter!" The reliable Tanjiro, wrapped in a bandage, reassured me very masculinely: "If Hana is not ready to communicate, leave it to my brother!"

And really, those who came to visit were blocked by Tanjirou.

He really protected me as a younger sister.

However, as a patient, Tanjiro is always unable to do what he wants, not to mention there is an existence in the pillar who specializes in medicine and poison.

One night, as I quietly climbed to the roof to blow the air and think about life, I heard the gentle voice of Sister Saori from beside me.

"Moses Moses~"

I, who have kept my life active since entering the house of wisterias, turned my head rather slowly, and met a pair of clear violets.

Blinking slowly, I folded my hands and feet cautiously, increased the imitation of vital signs cautiously, and replied cautiously: "Hello."

Those eyes were bent, she sat lightly beside me, and said gently: "Your brother has been preventing us from seeing you, and the doubts in my heart have been unable to answer. Come up and talk."

"I'm sorry, it's because I haven't been mentally prepared." I shook my head and replied softly, "You... are all respectable people."

"Miss Butterfly...? Can I call you that?" I tentatively felt her emotions, and after confirming that I was not offended by anger, I continued, "My situation is quite special, it is an exception, but my will It won't change."

"Or you can understand it as——I inherited the will of the people who died because of Onimai Tsujimu, and I came to avenge him."

"Allah?" She smiled in surprise, "Mr. Purgatory has already said that it is amazing to be able to repel the winding."

"...Yes?" No, this attitude feels like it has been accepted.

Seeing my puzzled expression, she laughed a little bit, it was true, the breath conveyed by her showed that she really felt the laughter: "Well, this battle was pretty beautiful... It's been a long time since the Ghost Killing Team got such an award. Good record."

Looking at my still confused little eyes, Miss Butterfly's smiling tone remained unchanged: "Has anyone ever said that your perception of yourself is a bit off?"

So it seems?

I was lost in thought.

"Flowers..." The petite and white insect pillar sighed softly, calling my name with complex emotions that I couldn't understand, and the butterfly hair ornament on the back trembled slightly under the moonlight.

"We are all grateful to you."

"Eh? Eh? Uh... um!" I finally recognized my current position and scratched my face in embarrassment, "So, why do you find me confused?"

"Mr. Purgatory's injury has traces of prior treatment," she said in distress. "It's too obvious in comparison. Even if Mr. Purgatory keeps silent, I can't pretend not to see it."

The spirit of inquiry from the medical staff, I understand: "Are you talking about the pair of ruptured eyeballs? It was an emergency at the time, and if you don't treat it, you will miss the best time, so I will deal with it first."

Facing those eyes filled with anticipation because of seeing the hope of more disabled people, I added apologetically: "The method is different from the energy system, and it consumes a bit too much. I'm afraid it can't be promoted, sorry."

She was a little disappointed, but not surprised: "Does it sound like the life energy that maintains your current activities? It seems that Mr. Purgatory owes a lot of favors."

"Please also keep it a secret from him." Knowing that I couldn't hide it from this three-line medicine and poison boss who has seen through everything, I showed an embarrassed smile and whispered, "The original intention of using this at the time was not to want to Get thanks for…”

"In order to kill the evil spirits, the ghost killing teams have stepped forward generation after generation. I admire and respect you." People, "So as I was once protected by you, it would be great if I could do something for you!"

I showed a thousand-handed smirk at my beautiful sister.

The pretty sister opposite took a breath slowly and turned her eyes away.

"...?" Has the invincible Qianshouxiao failed?

As if she couldn't stand my earnest gaze, she was a little helpless and said meaningfully: "Okay, okay, I won't say it."

"Okay!" I cheered, "Thank you Miss Butterfly! If you have anything else you want to ask, please let me know~"

For example, the strength of the ghost... As the one who took almost all of his damage from the front, I have the most right to speak.

"Don't worry about this." The eyes of the person in front of me drifted behind me, showing an expression that was hard to describe. At the same time, strong and violent emotions rose rapidly, and the magma rolled under the gentle expression, causing her whole body to emit a faint blackness. gas.

Doesn't seem to be aimed at me?I followed her gaze and turned my head——

Seeing nothing, I blinked my eyes in doubt, and looked at the veins popping out of her forehead with more and more puzzlement.

Sustaining life activities at all times has really limited my perception, and I began to hesitate whether to turn on the power saving mode first and then scan the surroundings.

She smiled at me comfortingly: "It's getting late, how about closing your eyes and resting your mind even if you don't need to rest? If you don't object, let's find a time to review the process? If we can pass this battle, we can see The six windings that have not been encountered in a hundred years..."

"Ah!" I suddenly remembered, "Actually, only five of the six windings are left!"

Aiming at Miss Butterfly, who gradually failed to control her expression, I happily released a bomb:

"Shangxian Wu - Yuhu, um, it should be called this. I met it when I first came here, so I solved it easily!"

"what?!!!"

Different voices sounded from all directions and merged into one. Under Miss Butterfly's forced smile, I stared blankly at the heads sticking out from the trees, behind the roof, and downstairs windows...they.