The strongest ghost is too afraid of death

Xiazhu left without hesitation.

Zaomen looked at his back with a blank expression, while Qing Xiang looked surprised.

But it's good to separate, holding hands is too troublesome.

Qing Xiang hadn't breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Xia Zhu take a few steps forward, circle around in a small circle, and return behind him under Qing Xiang's helpless eyes, without any trouble on his face the whole time.

Qing Xiang: "...Do you want me to lead the way? The destination is a nearby station. It's very close. You often go out to do missions. You should know where it is?"

Xia Zhu shook her head.

"Don't you know? As Zhu, you often receive missions from distant regions. How did you get there?"

"Run."

Xia Zhu's concise words made Qing Xiang choke.

In the end, Qing Xiang walked in front holding the hand of the kitchen door, and Xia Zhu followed the two alone.

"Speaking of which, Shi Tousang became a pillar in just one month. If possible, I really want to learn from you."

Qing Xiang pays attention to Xiazhu's movements at all times, and talks to him pretending to be nonchalant.

"Kill the ghost, and then raise the pillar."

"Did you kill the Crescent Moon Ghost? Shi Tuosang's hero was born as a boy, really amazing. Why did you join the ghost killing team?"

"Tianyin called me."

"...Are you going to invite me in person?"

"Ah."

Xiazhu is more innocent than Qing Xiang thinks, rather than being innocent, this person seems to be immersed in his own world, answering whatever others ask, but only a few words, like "Shitou Wuichiro", this person shrinks deep in the core At the same time, the external 'Xiazhu' is just a simple action machine.

Anyway, it must be something like a deep psychological shadow caused by the past.

After just a few rounds of asking about the information he wanted, Aoxiang was only interested in the "Tianyin" part: it seemed that she was the assistant wife who was in charge of Ubuyashiki, but she was actually a former shrine maiden with deep intuition, and what he guessed Not far behind.

There are few pedestrians at the station in the early morning. Pedestrians in old kimonos and new suits are waiting on both sides of the track. The dense morning fog is mixed with the smell of burning coal.The temperature is slightly lower, and it is already the season of autumn.

"Tanjiro."

"Ok?"

The kitchen door, who was shaking his head and looking around, turned around questioningly.

"It's more energetic than I thought, um, that's good."

Qing Xiang was about to ask if there was any discomfort at the stove door, similar to the psychological shadow of ptsd.Anyway, he understands that feeling too well, and cares more about this aspect.

"Tell me if you feel uncomfortable."

"Are you talking about the time I came with Mr. Purgatory? That time was really impressive. Shanyi is still having nightmares." Zaomen exhaled, and then showed a smile that was full of energy, as if it was shining, " But I'm fine! I'm 100% Kamado Tanjiro!"

"It would be nice to become a [-]% healthy Tanjiro Kamado."

Qing Xiang rushed to the ticket window farther away, "I'll go buy tickets, you and Shi Tuosang stand together, call me if you need anything."

"Ok!"

Among the strangers passing by, Zaomen stood cautiously on the steps beside Xiazhu.

"Tanjiro."

Xia Zhu's sudden opening made the kitchen door stunned.

"Eh... eh?!"

"what happened?"

Xia Zhu tilted her head.

"No, it's just that Master Shi Tou suddenly called my name... I was taken aback. I'm sorry, I reacted too much."

Zaomen showed an embarrassed and apologetic smile.

"Qing Xiang calls you that."

Xiazhu quietly glanced at the stove door.

This man really likes to laugh.

"Well, after all, senior Qingxiang and I have known each other almost since we joined the team...but I still call senior Qingxiang senior! Will it make senior feel unfamiliar?"

Ignoring the entanglement at the stove door, Xiazhu asked in a flat voice.

"Qing Xiang, can I buy a ticket?"

"For this question, my lord should give seniors money." Zaomen thought seriously, "There are also Mr. Purgatory and Mr. Yu Sui. I have seen Mr. Purgatory give seniors pocket money before."

However, Xia Zhu shook his head.

"I'm asking, is it possible?"

Xiazhu and Fengzhu used to go on missions together. The original plan was to save time by taking a car, and the team handed over the task of buying tickets to adult Fengzhu. is a fool.

Xia Zhu never tried to take the train again; the Ghost Killing Team has since prepared tickets for the swordsmen in advance.

Zaomen thought of another question: "Is it the identity issue? Hmm... I don't know if I need an identity certificate to buy a ticket, but the senior didn't ask me, so it should be no problem."

"You trust him too much."

Xiazhu's expression was very flat, without ups and downs from beginning to end, like a calm lake, quietly, quietly observing the world with those eyes.

Even under such gazes, Zaomen still puffed up and retorted: "That's because senior is trustworthy."

After these three incidents, he thought so from the bottom of his heart.

When Qing Xiang returned holding the ticket stub, he keenly sensed the subtlety of the atmosphere at the scene.

"What's the matter, didn't you get along well?"

Surprisingly, there are actually people who can't get along well with others.

Telling the truth at this time seems to cause a misunderstanding between the two of them...

Zaomen pursed his lips and avoided his sight.

"I, I was discussing with Master Shi Tou, whether He, Qing and Qing have known each other for such a long time, and they are still called Senior and Senior."

"Really?" Qing Xiang narrowed his eyes.

The eyes of the kitchen door fluttered, a little cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his hands were mixed together.

"Yes, yes."

The successor of Rihu really can't lie.

Qing Xiang handed the receipt to the stove door, and was about to ask curvy questions, when he suddenly felt a serious staring gaze beside him, staring at the receipt, as if a wooden stick had been poked into Qing Xiang's fingers.

"...What's the matter, Shi Tousang?"

Why are you two acting weird.

"Did you buy this back?"

Xia Zhu pointed to the ticket and asked him.

"Yes."

Xia Zhu's eyes were too solemn, forcing Qing Xiang to check the receipt again, and there was no problem with the signing and coding.

Buying and selling traffic bills in this era is like a fishing net, full of loopholes. In theory, one person, one vote, as long as the money is given, it is no problem to buy more tickets, which has led to the rise of a large number of scalpers.

"Any questions?"

Xiazhu stared at the ticket with extremely serious eyes, as if studying a math problem in class seriously, his eyes were like entities.

After a while, he finally raised his head, with a serious expression, and said every word.

"you're good."

Qing Xiang: "...?"

"Give you."

Xia Zhu spread out her hands, the palm was the ticket that Qing Xiang had left for him earlier, it was squeezed into a small ball and lay in the palm of her hand.

"Help me keep it."

"Yes, yes, but why?"

"I often miss things. Brother said."

Xia Zhu paused for a while, then added another sentence.

"Tianyin also said."

"elder brother?"

However, I heard that Tokitomuichiro turned out to be twins or something.

But Xiazhu stopped talking.

The locomotive in the distance made a long sound, and the steam pulled out a smoky gray line in the distance, the traffic lights on the train track turned green, and the police officer raised his right hand high and blew a long whistle.

The train is coming in.

"Okay, but only this distance."

Qing Xiang took the ticket that was clenched into a small ball that was still soaked in sweat, and simply kept the tickets for the three of them with him.

"The third carriage is on the right, Tanjiro, follow me closely."

Like last time, there were almost no people in the brand-new carriage, and there were rows of empty seats.

A row of seats can seat two people, Qing Xiang asked Zaomen to sit in the inner seat of his own row, asked Xia Zhu to sit on the inner side opposite to him, and himself sat on the outer side.

"So what were you talking about just now?"

Sitting in their seats, several people—mainly Qing Xiang and Zao Men—chattered casually, when Qing Xiang suddenly asked a question.

The kitchen door who had been talking with a smile just now closed his mouth suddenly, shaking his head unnaturally to look at the scenery outside the window, his feet gripping the ground nervously.

In the unclear reflection of the mirror in the early morning, Qing Xiang's faint sight met him from the mirror.

In the fierce struggle of the kitchen door, it was Xiazhu who spoke in a calm tone with a good weather today.

"I'm telling you not to trust you too much."

Master Shi Tou, don't say it!

The stove door was suffocating.

Thinking of the small ball ticket that is still in his hand, Qing Xiang asked with great interest: "Why?"

But he praised the cautious approach.No matter how trustworthy people are, there is another side that is unknown.

But Xiazhu just shook his head.

"You can't trust others too much."

Qing Xiang just guessed and asked, "Your brother also told you this sentence?"

"Ah."

Qing Xiang leaned on the armrest with her elbows, and supported her face with her palms.

"You can't trust others, but you can trust your brother?"

"We are family."

is it?

I wondered if my family had approached me when I was defenseless.

Qing Xiang's smile at that moment was indescribable, but it was only for a moment, he smiled as usual and pressed the head of the stove door.

"Tokito-san is right, no one can be trusted, not even Mr. Purgatory, my wife or Inosuke, the only one you can trust is yourself, Tanjiro, remember."

"Senior... rubbing someone else's head and saying this, isn't it too split?"

"Have it?"

The eyes that watched the two were still calm, Xiazhu quietly looked at the two who were intimate, hooked the fingers under the long sleeves, and looked sideways after a while.