Zongman: I can travel through countless worlds at the same time

The purpose of telling these stories is to advise these children not to go out after the sun goes down.

Because there are really evil ghosts who cannibalize people in this world.

Also, most ghosts prefer children.

Compared with adults, children's meat is more tender, which is also considered delicious to ogres.

"Ghosts are creatures that only exist in story books. How can there be ghosts in the world? I am no longer a child like Mao. This kind of third-rate ghost stories can't scare me."

Because of Bai Ye's appearance, Kamado Takeo, who was downgraded from the second son to the third son, turned his head to the side, expressing his disdain for the story.

"Hey, really? Brother Takeo, your voice is trembling."

Kaomen Hanako next to him poked Takeo's legs that had been shaken into sieves, and said innocently.

"It's really long-winded, Hanako. I'm not afraid because it's too cold and I'm just moving around."

Seeing the warmth of Hanako and Takeo fighting each other, Bai Ye couldn't help feeling warm.

In his previous life, his parents seldom went home all year round because of their work, so the word reunion almost never happened to him.

"Dinner is ready." Zaomen Kuizhi shouted from the kitchen.

When several teenagers and girls heard the words, they immediately put the content of the quarrel behind them, rushed to take the bowls and chopsticks from Kui Zhi, and waited for the food to be served.

These days, the dinner of the Zaomen family is different from the past. It is not clear soup with little water, not even a little oily water.

But rare meat appeared.

The source of it was the brown bear that chased Bai Ye before.

The Zaomen father and son didn't care about the brown bear left in the wild, but Bai Ye was always thinking about it.

So yesterday, I discussed with Tanjiro during the day, and together they pulled the whole bear back.

In addition to obtaining meat that can last the whole winter, there is also a thick bear skin.

Because it is the head of an axe, the bear skin is better preserved than that of ordinary hunters, and it will definitely make a lot of money if it is sold.

As Tanjuro's health got worse and worse, many things in the family fell to the eldest son Tanjiro.

Tanjiro, who is only 12 years old, picks up an ax and goes out every day before dawn to cut down some dwarf trees.

Burn it into charcoal, and then send the charcoal to the town for sale.

The money that can be earned every day is just enough to survive.

He couldn't even get enough money to buy Tanjuro's medicine.

If the bear skin can be sold, the situation of the Zaomen family will definitely be much better.

The next day.

When Tanjiro came back after burning the charcoal, Bai Ye pushed the cart next to the wooden house out with some effort.

First put the washed bear skin on the car, and then said to Tanjiro.

"Tanjiro, put the charcoal on the cart too, it will save some effort for us to push together."

Bai Ye walked up behind Tanjiro, and put the charcoal-filled basket behind him on the car.

Zaomen's house is far from the town at the foot of the mountain.

If only Tanjirou or Bai Ye had to pull the cart full of things down the mountain, the sun would be almost setting when they returned.

In the world of Ghost Slayer, night is the most dangerous time.

Similarly, he was also worried that Tanjiro would be undercut when selling bear skins, and he also needed someone to look after him.

'Well, it would be great if I could awaken the legendary golden finger...if I really have such a thing. '

Thinking of this, Bai Ye lifted the handle of the cart somewhat resignedly.

suddenly.

Bai Ye suddenly felt dizzy, and his soul seemed to gradually ascend into an unknown and mysterious place.

As his vision gradually recovered, he found himself in a strange space filled with gray fog.

"Where is this place, I have crossed again?"

Bai Ye immediately tensed his body.

If it wasn't for him to time travel again, then it's more likely that he was hit by some kind of illusion or "vampire spell".

Blood ghost technique is similar to the ability in the novel, and it is the exclusive ability of relatively powerful ghosts.

It shouldn't be, ghosts can't appear in the sun.

Once it is exposed to sunlight, it will instantly turn into fly ash without any accidents.

Bai Ye walked forward tens of meters vigilantly, hoping to find an exit.

"Are you too timid? No, you should say 'I'."

A helpless voice came from behind, as if seeing the immature self from before.

For the sudden voice, Bai Ye was surprised to find that he didn't seem to have any fear.

It just feels a little inconsistent.

If he had to say it, it felt like he had an extra mouth, and that mouth was speaking out of his control.

He turned his head stiffly, like a rusted machine.

"Look, let me just say, we will definitely have newcomers. If there are really only two of us, wouldn't this golden finger be very useless."

A teenager wearing glasses pushed his own glasses, and even without a light source, they turned pure white, covering his eyes.

Other than that, he has no other characteristics, and his ordinary appearance can't be found among the crowd.

Just like an unknown passerby in a daily program.

"Indeed, but this newcomer doesn't look like he has any extraordinary abilities. He can't be the same as you, can't he?"

Beside the passers-by, a young man in a black kimono with a Japanese samurai sword on his waist said melancholy.

"Are you..."

Before Bai Ye could finish asking, the passer-by rushed to him as if teleporting, and gently patted him on the shoulder.

"It might take a while to explain it in words, so it's better to be more direct like this."

Bai Ye was like enlightened, a lot of information poured into his mind.

Instead of forcefully pouring the memory into his brain, it emerged naturally, as if the main character in the memory was him.

Chapter 3 Death and Passers-by

In addition, a magical power appeared in his body, refreshing his mentally exhausted mind.

It is like a person diving into the water and being washed by the current.

"Got it, 'we' is 'you'."

Bai Ye, the god of death, smiled and looked at this self from "Blade of Ghost Slayer", and finally came a self who could strengthen his own strength.

Although he has graduated from the Maou Academy of Spiritual Art, he has also learned Zhanquan Zougui in it.

However, his achievements in combat are really limited, and his strength is not strong enough. Only the support troops of the fourth division are willing to accept him.

Now that there is Zaomen Baiye, among other things, at least in terms of swordsmanship, he can also usher in a wave of enhancement.

Not to mention, there is still the magical blood ghost art in this world, if you can find out the secret of the blood ghost art, you will not be a weakling in the world of death.

Suddenly, he felt a faint gaze looking at him.

"Hmph, it's not too cold to hug my thigh." Passer-by Bai Ye pushed his glasses and smiled confidently.

He is different from Bai Ye, the god of death. He has not encountered any mysterious incidents except for this mysterious gray fog space from the beginning of time travel to the present.

Just like his appearance, extremely ordinary.

Zaomen Baiye also figured out what had happened, and his golden finger finally arrived.

Several people in the gray mist space are all Bai Ye, but they were split into three or more parts and traveled to different worlds.

The body is different but the soul is exactly the same, which may lead to differences in personality due to different experiences.

The only difference is that the self in the world of "Demon Slayer: Blade" is time-traveled, while the self in the other two worlds is reborn.

The god of death Bai Ye traveled more than 100 years earlier than the original plot, and at this time Aizen had just become the vice-captain of the fifth team.

He doesn't even know Zanpakuto's real name, and he is only an ordinary player in the [-]th squad, and he is cannon fodder in the entire Goutei [-]th squad.

The kind that no one knows about.

The passer-by Bai Ye was not as grand as the Grim Reaper, but was too ordinary, even ordinary.

Ordinary school entrance, ordinary chasing fans, ordinary making friends.

It is simply the perfect life Mr. Qi Mu longs for.

The only thing that may be unusual is his grades. After all, he was considered a top student in his previous life, but he was reborn and didn't drink Mengpo soup.

It's just that the appearance of the gray fog space means that he is about to say goodbye to this ordinary life.

Zaomen Baiye has taken over the memories of the two, and at the same time has their power.

"Does that mean that there will be more 'I' coming to this gray fog space in the future?" Zaomen Bai Ye excitedly said to the other party.

No matter how many Bai Ye there are in the space after the exchange of memories, they can be counted as one person, but as long as they don't touch each other, the memories will not flow with each other.

"Who knows, it's very likely that an all-knowing and all-powerful Bai Ye will come in the future, and we will take off directly." Passer-by Bai Ye said YY.

"No, I think there may be more Bai Ye hugging his thighs."

Bai Ye, the god of death, supported his forehead, even though there were only three people in the space, he had already seen the essence clearly.

"There are still some strange things, obviously you are in a human state, why can you perfectly use the power of the god of death, and even summon Zanpakuto?"

This is also where Bai Ye, the god of death, is puzzled. He also has the memory of Bai Ye, a passer-by, but no matter how you look at it, it is an ordinary world without demons.

Even if spiritual power is allowed in the world, there is a difference between the physical body and the spiritual body using the power of death.

Passerby Bai Ye was the first to enter the gray mist space, and had obtained the power of the god of death half a year ago.

Wanting to find the mysterious organization in his world, he even wandered around the road for a while wearing a mask and holding a Zanpakutō.

It wasn't until a Two-dimensional fan came up to take a group photo one day that he knew that there was a manga called "Bleach" in this world, but it hadn't been adapted into an anime.

Thus, Bai Ye was somehow drawn into a Two-dimensional club.

"Maybe it's the convenience brought by the gray fog space. Of course, it may be that 'you' is too weak. If you are stronger, maybe I have already opened the way to save the world."

The passer-by Bai Ye was lying on the ground like a salted fish. If it wasn't for the Zaomen Bai Ye grabbing the god of death with all his strength, he would have staged a good show of beating himself in the gray fog space.

Even if he saw the passer-by Bai Ye's bad manners, he still wanted to beat him up.

But what the passer-by Bai Ye said was not unreasonable.

If the world where passer-by Bai Ye lives mysteriously involves planes or even multiverses, it is normal that passer-by Bai Ye can't get in touch now.

Maybe one day, there will be two little lolita who ask him to save Renli.

'We must work hard to become stronger, salted fish don't live long. '

Zaomen Baiye silently made up his mind.

"Now you should have obtained my spiritual power and the Zanpakuto. In your world, you are not powerless."

Death God Bai Ye drew out his Zanpakutao, and said to Zaomen Bai Ye.

"I, and that salty fish don't know the name of Zanpakuto, so..."

"So, whether the names of our Zanpakuto are the same is still unknown."

Zaomen Bai Ye's eyes lit up, and he said the death god Bai Ye's words ahead of time.

"If the names of our Zanpakuto are different, wouldn't it mean that we can obtain at least three Zanpakuto abilities, which is too cheating."

Hearing his words, Reaper looked at the passerby, smiled and nodded.

"That's right, if we really have multiple Zanpakutos, or even multiple Swastikas, our strength may be greatly improved. Is it a dream to quickly become a captain?"

Zaomen Baiye didn't have the slightest doubt about this.