Demon Slayer: The Forest Pillar

The night sky was dotted with bright stars. Under the bright moonlight, three figures quietly appeared at the end of a road.

Shinichi packed his bag, but he didn't have much stuff. What he had was stuffed into the silver mirror on his waist. At the time of parting, Shinichi shook hands with Wugui. In the past two months, the two had fought and exchanged countless times.

Shinichi learned a lot from Wugui and benefited a lot. So looking at Wugui's golden eyes, Shinichi said sincerely: "Thank you!"

Wugui snorted slightly and said in a somewhat indifferent tone: "Little guy, even though your current strength has improved a lot, don't be too confident. If you meet the upper string two again, you must be careful enough. In addition, don't let down the reputation of my blood martial arts!"

Although Wugui's words sounded impersonal, only Xiangjiu, who was next to him, knew that Wugui could say so much, which was the greatest kindness it could show. After all, it was just an "old guy" who had practiced martial arts for hundreds of years.

Shinichi was not surprised at Wugui's tone, but just shook his head with a bit of amusement. What kind of reputation does this martial arts fanatic have for his blood martial arts? He hasn't fought with many people, okay?

"Don't worry, and Mr. Xiangjiu, thank you for your care during this period of time. Don't worry, I will not let this blood down." After chatting with Wugui, Shinichi looked at Xiangjiu who didn't say much and kept smiling.

Shoku smiled and nodded, saying gently: "You're welcome, Shinichi-san. Takeya and I will always be your friends. If you need anything, just ask. In addition, Ms. Tamayo is also a great scholar.

Not long ago, Ms. Tamayo said that she had made a very special discovery in the blood research of Shinichi-san. If possible, Shinichi-san can go to Tokyo Asakusa to visit Ms. Tamayo again when he is free."

Shinichi nodded, thought for a moment and said: "Tamayo? Okay, I remember it. Then, see you two later."

After that, Shinichi, who was wearing a brand new Demon Slayer Corps uniform and casually put on a white coat, bowed slightly to Takeki and Shoku, then turned around and set off on the road.

The Demon Slayer Corps uniform was the spare uniform that Shinichi had prepared in the silver mirror before, but the turquoise feather fabric was gone, leaving only a shabby feather fabric from the ancestors of the Moriki family. Shinichi didn't have the habit of wearing tattered clothes.

The Sun Blade on his waist was also lost in the battle with Douma. Not only the short sword Mori no Ryu, but also his own red and green Sun Blade was directly broken. This time when he goes back, he may have to visit a wave of swordsmiths.

Although he lost the Sun Blade, Shinichi was not worried at all. Now, even if he does not transform into a demon and does not hold a sword, he can kill dozens of evil demons with just his physical strength. As long as he does not encounter the Twelve Demon Moons or Muzan himself, what is there for Shinichi to fear?

Wugui hugged his arms, and Xiangjiu folded his hands. The two watched Shinichi's back gradually go away.

"Wu, this young man's talent is really good, right?" Seeing Shinichi walking away, Xiangjiu smiled at Wugui.

Wu Gui was too embarrassed to make any more sarcastic remarks. A trace of reminiscence flashed in his golden eyes, and then he said faintly: "He is indeed a very good young man, and his martial arts talent is not low, but, after all, this young man has no interest in martial arts, otherwise, maybe..."

Wu Gui did not continue to speak, but shook his head in self-mockery. Talent is just talent after all. Everyone has their own pursuits. Why bother to stick to these?

Wu Gui thought of himself and his experience of going to that mysterious country to learn martial arts. In that country, his martial arts talent, which he was proud of, was just so-so, but those powerful martial arts masters did not look down on him. Instead, they taught him not to stick to the difference in talent.

Because enough sweat and firm determination are enough to offset the best talent.

Seeing Wugui reminiscing about the past, Shoku did not interrupt him, but continued to look at Shinichi's back with a smile. A slight fluctuation flashed across his face that looked like Muzan. He murmured in a voice that only he could hear clearly: "Teacher... Brother, no, Muzan... took the wrong road..."

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In Nagano Prefecture, in a dark alley, two figures lurked quietly.

"Hey, this time we are on a mission with Lady Butterfly again? It's really difficult." A male member of the Demon Slayer Corps covered his forehead with some distress.

This bitter look caused doubts among his companions. A young female member with a very young face frowned and said, "No way? I think Lady Kanae is very gentle. Last time in the Butterfly House, Lady Kanae was stillShe was so considerate that she took the temperature of each of us."

The distressed male team member sighed and explained softly: "It's not Master Huazhu, I mean Master Chongzhu."

"Ah? Master Chongzhu? Master Shinobu? But I remember that Master Shinobu was also very gentle, just like her sister Master Huazhu. When she prepared the medicine for us, she would ask us if we were afraid of the bitterness. "The female team member was even more confused. In her impression, the two sisters, Huazhu and Chongzhu, were simply the two most gentle golden flowers in the Demon Slayer Corps.

Looking at the young appearance of the female team member, the male team member shook his head, "Tsuruko, you are too young. You have only joined the Demon Slayer Corps for two months. You should know that half a year ago, Lord Chongzhu was not like this. Let me tell you, when he was in the Forest Pillar..."

The male team member had just finished speaking when suddenly! The temperature around him seemed to drop suddenly, and a figure behind him came over like a ghost.

The big violet eyes were extremely clear, and the small face was hung with a gentle and lovely smile, which made people feel super friendly at a glance.

The soft but very gentle and pleasant voice sounded in the ears of the male team member.

"Moshi Moshi~~Ah, what was Matsudaira-kun talking about just now? We are now on a ghost hunting mission~ Being distracted is a very, very bad behavior. "

The female team member Tsuruko immediately stood up and saluted excitedly when she saw the person coming, "Lord Chongzhu! "

It sounded so gentle, but the male team member Matsudaira felt his hair stand on end. The faint scent of wisteria lingering on his nose also made him feel very unnatural. If he hadn't seen how the Insect Pillar cruelly killed those evil spirits and the extremely sinister words under that extremely gentle face, Matsudaira might have been as naive as Tsuruko and thought that the Insect Pillar was as gentle as the Flower Pillar.

"No, no, nothing, I didn't say anything, Insect Pillar, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been distracted!" Matsudaira quickly stood up and bowed to apologize.

But Kocho Shinobu blinked her big eyes, smiled and pressed Matsudaira's shoulders, "It's okay, Matsudaira-kun was just too nervous, right? Be sure to pay attention next time~ Fighting evil spirits is a very serious matter. After all, you may lose your head if you are not careful." Kocho Shinobu said, and gently scratched Matsudaira's neck with her fingers.

Hiss!!

Matsudaira, whose back was numb: I will never dare to talk about crickets behind my back again!