Demon Slayer: From the Upper Ranks of Muzan

The old man was in a strange place, and the old man was in a strange place.

Another space, Infinite City.

Six strange ghosts gathered here, these are the new lower strings that joined the Twelve Demon Moons.

More than three months have passed since the boss laid off the lower strings, and the lower strings have long been gathered.

In fact, the lower strings are essentially consumables. Except for the ghosts with the potential to become upper strings, other Muzan can be manufactured at any time.

It's nothing more than consuming more blood.

For the six lower string reserve troops in front of him, Muzan hiding in the dark showed a little lack of interest.

It's one thing to look down on them, but as a leader, he still has to establish his authority.

"Is this... Infinite City?" A female ghost looked around, and the fake smile on her face made Liu feel sick.

That's right, Liu was also teleported here, which means that he successfully entered Muzan's sight and was about to become a lower string.

"Huh, it seems that the six of us have been selected?" The one who spoke was a ghost in police uniform, with a musket on his waist.

Liu knelt on one side, and he had no intention of talking to these ghosts.

Muzan in the dark looked at Liu with interest, and he saw the shadow of Shinya in Liu.

The more he looked at Muzan, the more he liked him, especially after feeling the rebelliousness in Liu's heart, Muzan wanted to train him as a candidate for the upper string.

"Uh..." Liu suddenly felt a stinging pain in his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, words appeared in his eyes.

The left eye was "lower string" and the right eye was "one"

The eyes of the other five ghosts also showed the same reaction, but they only had one eye, and "lower" and their corresponding class appeared.

The female ghost with a fake smile at the beginning is the lower second, and the ghost with a gun is the lower third.

"Oh? This guy is the lower first, which should be our superior." The fake smile girl walked in front of Liu and said with a smile: "I am Mi Rong, please give me more advice."

Liu looked at Mi Rong and said lightly: "I know you, you seem to like to catch those children who have been abused by their parents and devour them in the name of their mothers."

Mi Rong smiled and said: "I didn't expect that the lower first master actually knows me so well. It's an honor."

"I think you have some misunderstandings about what I said." Liu continued: "If it weren't for being chosen by that master, I would kill you with my own hands. So you'd better stay away from me, otherwise I'm afraid I can't control myself."

"Huh? It's really heartless!" Mi Rong didn't get angry because of Liu's words, but laughed tenderly.

Liu looked at Mi Rong and said, "It's hard for me to say whether your twisted character is natural or caused by your husband's abuse. If it's the latter, it's worth some sympathy, but if it's the former, you're just worthless trash."

"What did you say?" Mi Rong frowned, and a surge of anger rose in her heart.

She had long forgotten her human days after being turned into a ghost by Muzan, but Liu's words still aroused her anger, the resentment that came from instinct.

"Have you lost your memory? What a pathetic existence." Liu's tone was still so calm.

"The arrogance in you is exactly the same as Shinya's back then." At this time, Muzan in female clothing finally appeared, looking at Liu with admiration in his eyes.

And beside Muzan was Shinya.

He was very optimistic about Liu's character and talent, and he had a hunch that he would become a capable assistant like Shinya in the future.

Especially when reading Liu's inner voice, he didn't have the dirty thoughts that occasionally popped up like Shinya.

If his strength was not so immature, his position in Muzan's heart would be equal to Shinya's.

The same pride, the same talent, the same loyalty.

With such a hero's help, why worry about not being able to achieve the Great Death?

When the ghosts saw Muzan appear, they instinctively felt submission and knelt down.

After a moment of daze, Liu also knelt down.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately he reacted quickly, otherwise he would be exposed.

Because he was a ghost transformed from Shinya's blood, Shinya could naturally control his memory, and the memory that Muzan saw was also forged by Shinya.

"Guhuo Bird!" Muzan looked at Mi Rong.

Mi Rong trembled and said, "Yes!"

Wuzan's eyes were cold: "I should have said that I don't want you to use your old name! What do you want to do by calling yourself Mi Rong? Are you trying to express that even if you lose your memory, you are unwilling to submit to me? Are you trying to say that even if you lose your past memories, the things left from your human period are better than the present ones.

Is it more valuable? You have forgotten everything from the human period, why do you only remember the name? "

"I... I'm very sorry, Master Wuhan, my subordinate... I didn't mean it, it's just that... to act in human society, you need a human name." Miei... No, Gu Huotiao is Trembling, he said quickly.

Wuhan grinned: "Oh? You mean I wronged you? I was wrong, right?"

"It's starting again!" Zhenya said helplessly, covering his face.

The essence of Boss Chu's proposition is that it is blocked at both ends. No matter how you answer it, it will be wrong.

There is only one way to break the deadlock.

That is to make Boss Dan think, "Damn, where is this pervert from?", or to show his unruliness and arouse Boss Dan's desire to conquer.

It's useless to beg for mercy. Begging for mercy will only make the boss think you are a waste.

Boss Chu has never used Shangxian as a gift, because the cost of cultivating a Shangxian is too high.

The lower string is different. When necessary, the lower string is a pure tool for venting anger.

But this time Boss Chu did not go on a killing spree. His purpose was to declare his dominance and let them distinguish who was the king.

Therefore, after just giving Gu Huoniao a small punishment, Boss Chu did not continue.

The purpose was nothing more than to kill the chicken to scare the monkey, but Gu Huoniao got angry as soon as she came up, and Wu Kuan couldn't ignore her.

So of course, she became the chicken that was killed.

After cutting Gu Huo Bird into a human pig...Ghost Pig, Wu Mei also suppressed her recovery ability, making her recovery extremely slow.

The continuous loss of blood, coupled with the need to consume more energy for recovery, made Gu Huoniao, who had just finished eating claypot rice, fall into weakness again.

After Wu Mei left, all the ghosts got up one after another, and other Xiexian didn't dare to look at the seriously injured Gu Huoniao.

Liu Liu walked to Gu Huoniao, his expression still cold: "What a pathetic thing!"

Click~!

At this time, the cold muzzle of the gun was pressed against the back of Liu's head.

"A gun?" Liu said calmly: "As a samurai who was killed by a gun, it is really ironic that he used a gun after becoming a ghost, Pei Lang!"

"Humph!" Pei Lang smiled coldly: "Master Liu, times have changed."

"Really?" Liu Lengleng responded, and then the sword flashed.

Pei Lang's arm holding the gun was cut off entirely, and blood spurted out and dyed the ground of Infinite City red.

"It seems that the speed at which I draw the knife is faster than the speed at which you pull the trigger! Water surface slash!"

Poof~!

After everyone was stunned, Pei Lang was cut in half.

"For ghosts, there is actually not much difference between guns and swords. It is difficult for firearms to make breakthroughs in the past few decades. Don't be too superstitious about firearms." After finishing speaking, Liu left the infinite city.