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

There was a long silence.

The evaporated rationality gradually returned to its place, and after I finished my rhetoric, I kept my hands and feet in a fixed posture, looking at Jin Hongtong who was close at hand.

So, what is the situation now?

Panting slightly with the burning sensation unique to Breath of Flame, it hit my face.

Things don't seem quite right.

I belatedly realized this delicate atmosphere, and my scalp tingled.

too close.

The other side seemed to be aware of this problem, and the shortness of breath seemed to be consciously controlled and relaxed.

……hiss.

Isn't this even more strange?

In short, let's talk about something to break this stagnant atmosphere.

I pretended to be calm: "So, so,"

No no no, calm down, don't stutter.

Damn, what am I nervous about!

I tensed my expression solemnly, except for my slightly trembling hands, everything looked perfect.

"So you won't praise me?"

— Well done Huahua!

In anticipation, I handed the words to Mr. Purgatory who seemed to be in a daze.

Save the child, Brother Purgatory!

Mr. Purgatory never disappoints me, he spoke—

"you……"

"Wow! Wonderful!" Applause and voices sounded from outside the window.

As if I had been granted amnesty, I jumped up and almost looked at the savior with tears in my eyes.

I skipped over Kanroji Mitsuri who was silently screaming while holding her flushed face, skipped over Purgatory Senjurou who had suddenly realized his expression, and skipped over the unknown who seemed to be an elder who was standing motionless at the door from just now until now. Mr. Ming, in the end, I really accidentally skipped Mr. Yi Hei who appeared at an unknown time...

I turned my head to the only window that blocked a lot of sunlight.

There squatted a tall, very tall, ornate sound column with chained swords on its back.

"Mr. Umo?"

"Yo, good day!" He greeted me with a warm and friendly hand, "Unbelievable flower."

"Huh?" I was shocked by this title, what is this title?

"In a short period of time, half of the six winders died at your hands, and the news has spread throughout the team," he naturally maintained a squatting position, "We are all very curious about you—"

"—— Yu Mao."

"Oh, Purgatory!" He waved again, "The lung injury doesn't seem to be healed yet."

"Hmm, it's all right now," Mr. Purgatory seemed to have returned to his senses and responded energetically. He walked by my side, handed back the big naginata he picked up on the ground, and praised: "It's a beautiful blow. !"

"Hey, Hua!" Mr. Yumo on the other side suddenly thought of something, and said enthusiastically, "I heard from Bushichuan that you also had an appointment. When was it?"

"..." I reasonably suspect that you want to see me joke, but I have no proof.

Behind him, there was the sound of Mr. Purgatory walking away, and——

"Father."

They chatted on the other side.

I looked at the expression as usual, but I just didn't look at the sound column on that side, confused.

Didn't he come to find Mr. Purgatory?

"Yes," this person is very good at interpreting micro-expressions, and the next second he seamlessly continued: "I'm here to find you..."

"Mr. Yumo, how long are we going to keep like this—" My wife Shanyi's broken voice came from across the board.

Huh?

"Don't make noise! ​​Obey the arrangement of the God of Ritual!" He looked at me, and simply stretched out his hand——

Bring up three...people.

There is a bow tie with hot eyes on the head, and the standard temple eyebrows are painted. The dark round ink dots are poked above the brow bone, corresponding to the bright blush on the cheeks, plus the base, long eyelashes, and red lips. ...

This, this, this, this...

Legendary Asian magic!

I tried my best to control the hand that wanted to cover my eyes.

A gorgeous god who was in charge of the three-person make-up showed his work confidently: "Let me introduce to you, this is Shanzi, this is Tanzi, and this is Zhuzi."

My expression cracked.

……

"We were already preparing to leave, but this kid said that you must know more," Mr. Umo put one hand on Tanjiro's head where the well-behaved girl was sitting, and the soaring braid stood up tenaciously through the gap between his fingers. "It took time to go around for a while."

While nodding seriously, I couldn't help but glance at the dignified kneeling boy with blue hair who was sticking out his tongue stupidly.

Mr. Yu Mao is a capable person who can make that naturally beautiful face into this.

I carefully adjusted my sitting posture, trying not to be compared by the three false girls.

"I do know, Mr. Yu Mao." Yan Rong was sleeping, and I seemed to have a headache because I couldn't reveal too much. "Can you confirm how far you have mastered?"

"There must be ghosts in the three locked houses!" He seemed a little uncontrollably irritable, "but my three wives are all missing."

"Winding," I said softly, "Lu."

But after learning the news of the death of the savior ghost Tong Mo, and now that the three Shangxians have been killed, even ordinary ghosts have become active. Will the King of Ghosts and Shang Lu still follow the original plan?

Or, will there be only one Shangxian Lu waiting for them there?

"I'm going." I made up my mind, "Mr. Yuhao, take me with you."

"No!" Tanjiro stopped me immediately, "What if the girl suffers!"

"That's right," Shanyi agreed, "Leave it to us!"

"I said you little girl," Mr. Yuhao's dissatisfied voice sounded, "Don't always think about carrying everything by yourself!"

"The swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Squad took up their swords, and when they walked out of the Fuji Attack Mountain, they had the awareness to go to the casualties." He said loudly, "Besides, I am a pillar!"

"Our ultimate goal is Mumai Tsuji." Tanjiro swayed the Japanese patterned paper earrings on his ears, and there was already a steel-like will in his eyes. "If you don't sharpen your knife, it will rust."

The four men in front of me objected unanimously, and all of them had justified reasons, so they almost closed their eyes and didn't look at me.

"...Shangxian II," I, who was defeated by one-to-many, gritted my teeth, and told me, "When Shangxianlu passed by Huajie, he saved a pair of dying brothers and sisters and gave them ghost blood. "

"So that's it!" Yin Zhu, the leader of the four-person group, stood up and said goodbye first, "With this, it's enough!"

He yelled at the three temporary team members like trying to catch ducks, while waving his hand to say goodbye to those who were farther away: "Let's go!"

"Wait for the good news that we will kill Shangxian!"

……

That day, night.

"Knock knock." A low voice came from the door, "Huahua is me, I'm back."

"Please come in." I tiptoedly opened the door a big crack, and responded in the same low voice.

A furtive pink figure flashed behind the door.

Lianzhu, who had been shopping around the street all afternoon, handed me two bags: "It's all here, take a look?"

With a solemn expression, I lined up the crude makeup tools inside.

Take a deep breath.

It's time for you to experience real Asian magic!

Primes, builds, darkens skin tone, and covers all exposed skin.

Now the pores don't need to breathe, and they don't sweat, which is the perfect condition for applying makeup.

Highlights, shadows, contouring.

In Mitsuri——she strongly asked me to call her by her name or refused to respond, and stared at her in amazement, the soft features from the girl were covered up one by one.

Then came more detailed thrush, eye makeup.

I haven't drawn for a long time, and I was stuck in this step for the longest time. After repeated several times, I achieved the desired effect.

Glancing at the bright lipstick for the last time, she regretfully gave up the lip makeup.

After everything was done, I tied my hair back, circled it, coiled it, and messed it up again to perfectly create a fried hair head.

well.

I nodded confidently at the reflected image.

It looks very close to the former Kamado Tanjiro.

Then there's the clothing.

I shake off another package.

Small military cap, white shirt, small suit, tie, small shorts, white socks, small boots.

My posture is fixed.

"Mitsuri, this set..." I felt the weight of the money, "It's very expensive."

Taisho's imported products are prohibitively expensive, so expensive that many people can only afford accessories such as hats and bows.

Only Guiwu Tsuji Wumi, a soft-fed little boy in a suit and leather shoes, looked like a ghost.

Where can I get so much money to pay back——

"It's not expensive." Mitsuri tilted her head naturally, "This time the lord of the Zhuhe meeting said, thank you for your help to the Ghost Killing Squad, even though you are not a member of us, the bonus and thank you fee will still be paid .”

"Bonuses?" I, who had never been rich before, subconsciously held my breath.

"Who told you to run around all the time, that money is now with Xiaoren." The hands patted my shoulder vigorously: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, you will definitely be able to pay it back."

"Oh, oh..." The protagonist of the Ghost Killing Squad knows people's hearts too well!

Suddenly rich, I put on this set of men's clothes in a daze.

"Why, cough," I lowered my voice, "how is it?"

"No flaws!" Mitsuri gave a thumbs up.

"That's that, that's that!" I looked at Lianzhu, who had also changed his outfit, "It's inconvenient to carry a knife in this state, so please Yanrong, Mili-chan."

With a soft knife hidden in her waist and a disguised big knife on her back, the young girl said with a relaxed face, "No problem!"

Hmph, you don't think I gave up after being rejected, do you?

Winding Land is indeed a good training opportunity, and I will naturally not interfere with their tasks.

Yin Zhu was right about one thing: it was an insult to him to intervene in a Zhu's mission rashly.

Follow the past just in case, the case where the upper string is fully deployed.

In any case, human life comes first.

"My young master is just going to look for the elder sister who was kidnapped and sold into Yoshiwara by unscrupulous relatives, isn't it Miri?"

"Yes, Master!"

"Very well let's go!"

"Obey, master!"

In the middle of the night, the two girls murmured under their breath, but they didn't hide much, and they climbed over the wall and went out the door openly.

The four men who came over upon hearing the movement looked at each other in blank dismay.

"..." This is the current Yan Zhu and Snake Zhu who were completely ignored.

"..." This is the former Yanzhu who has stopped drinking and took good care of himself.

"?" This is Purgatory Qianshourou who took a step too late and didn't see anything.

"I'll follow." Snake Zhu sighed and offered to leave, "Die said, you and Undead Chuan's injuries should be careful, after all, they are lungs."

"Martial luck is prosperous!" Yan Zhu didn't talk nonsense, nodded and watched another colleague rush to the battlefield.