Demon Slayer: The Tai Chi Swordsman

"Mom!"

"Hanako!"

"Nezuko!"

...

Tanjiro looked around in panic and found that it was just a dream. However, Tanjiro quietly put on his clothes and gently opened the door.

Outside the door was a razor-like snowstorm. The night almost swallowed people. Tanjiro closed the door and bowed in the direction of Grandpa Saburo.

I'm sorry, Grandpa Saburo. Mom and Nezuko are waiting for me. Thank you for taking me in.

Tanjiro picked up the backpack and the axe for chopping wood and rushed into the white snow.

The heavy breathing was mixed with the whistling wind. The moment the footprints were engraved on the snow, they would be covered by the heavy snow immediately.

Tanjiro couldn't open his eyes because of the heavy snow, but he was panicking and his body was shaking constantly. It felt like he was suffocating.

But it was not the snowstorm that suffocated him, but the inexplicable heartache. Tanjiro covered his heart with a painful face.

What happened?

What happened? My heart is going to stop!

Is there something wrong at home?

Tanjiro has climbed up most of the mountainside and is getting closer and closer to home.

Tanjiro tried hard to smell the air, but the cold air kept piercing his nose like a spike.

Smell it!

Finally smelled it.

Tanjiro's face changed drastically after smelling the smell, and he rushed towards home like crazy.

Why is there a smell of blood? Why is this?

Tanjiro felt that his brain was going to crash. He and his family had not made enemies with anyone, and it was impossible for someone to take revenge!

Could it be a hibernating bear? Thinking of this, Tanjiro pulled out the axe from his waist.

Suddenly, another smell came, it was a foul smell, it smelled like a combination of socks, stinky tofu, and canned herring.

Tanjiro suddenly knelt down, he covered his nose with a painful look on his face.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Tanjiro seemed to have asthma, coughing non-stop.

"It hurts, what's that smell?"

"I'm dying!"

Suddenly, a hand stretched out from the darkness, grabbed Tanjiro, and then shuttled through the snow at high speed.

Bang, bang, bang!

Tanjiro could even hear the sound of a heart beating violently. He could smell that the man was a little nervous but had no malice.

"Hey! How do we get to the next road? Taromaru is lost!"

"Huh?"

"Who are you?"

Tanjiro looked at the man in front of him with a confused look on his face. He appeared inexplicably and lifted himself up inexplicably.

Suddenly the man looked at Tanjiro, and Tanjiro was shocked. What beautiful eyes!

The ruby-like eyes reflected Tanjiro's shadow, and Kiritani said in a friendly manner: "Although it's a bit sudden, it's really urgent. If you don't want your family to die!"

"By the way, my name is Kiritani, Zhan for battle, and Rabbit for rabbit!"

As soon as his family was mentioned, Tanjiro instantly put aside all his doubts. His voice pierced the heavy snow, fearing that the other party couldn't hear it: "Turn left!"

"Understood!"

Kiritani drifted to the left, he still felt that he should leave Tanjiro behind, after all, he had to face the scum boss.

Although he was a dog enough, his strength was really strong. Kiritani was not sure about the two ghosts now, one was the scum boss and the other was the upper string one.

As soon as he said it, Kiritani Sento decisively left Tanjiro behind. He shouted as he moved forward: "Boy, it's dangerous ahead, but I promise your family won't die!"

"Trust me!"

"I'm going to kill the ghost!"

Looking at the silver-haired stranger who was gradually going away, Tanjiro suddenly felt calmer.

So there really are ghosts. It turns out that they are the ghost hunters that Grandpa Saburo mentioned.

Tanjiro was very sure that the pungent smell just now came from ghosts.

As for the silver-haired big brother, he was more like the afternoon sun, which made people feel warm.

The Kamado family.

Kamado Shigeru sat on the snow with a horrified face, blood flowing down his shoulder. The little boy had never experienced such a terrifying thing.

But the breath of the monster opposite scared him so much that he dared not move. He came out to pee, but his shoulder was suddenly cut, and he was lifted up before he could even react.

"Who... who are you?"

"Stay away from my house!"

The frightened Mao still mustered up his courage. He had to protect his family when his elder brother was not around.

Disgust and disgust filled Muzan Kibutsuji's eyes. Those red eyes were really uncomfortable!

This family might be the descendants of the Sun-Calling Swordsman. They must die no matter what.

In order to prevent trouble before it happens, the scumbag boss must kill anyone who has even a little connection with the Sun Breathing. His philosophy is to rather kill the wrong person than the wrong one.Ten thousand people can't let one go.

However, from Mao's perspective, the figure standing in the wind and snow suddenly disappeared.

Muzan's speed is no longer visible to ordinary people. When Mao reacted, Muzan had already arrived in front of him.

Looking at the face whiter than snow, Mao was frightened and kept backing away. This is not the look of a human!

Muzan's expression was even more uncomfortable than his wife running away with his brother. He just hated things related to the Breathing of the Sun.

"Die, disgusting guy!"

Muzan swung his hand knife, but Nezuko suddenly opened the door and protected her brother.

Although the wind and snow outside covered the screams, Nezuko was a little anxious when she saw that her brother had not come back for a long time.

The sharp hand knife cut through the clothes, leaving a long blood mark on Nezuko's white back.

"Sister!"

Kamado Mao's veins were bulging with anger, and his anger exceeded his fear.

"No, hurry in!"

Nezuko knelt weakly on the ground, holding her brother tightly in her arms. Muzan's blow had hit Nezuko's bones.

He didn't kill her, because he had another idea that would make him happy. It would be better to let this little girl eat his family. Simple killing was too boring.

Muzan stretched out his index finger, and the pink nail instantly pierced into Nezuko's neck, which could inject the blood that could turn people into demons. The scar on Nezuko's back that went deep into her bone marrow healed immediately.

Muzan's eyes flashed with surprise. It was the first time he saw a human being who turned into a demon so quickly. This recovery ability had reached the level of the lower string.

"Eat him!" Muzan's whisper was like an irresistible spell, and Nezuko's eyes rolled back.

No demon could resist the order of the demon king.

"Ahhh!"

Nezuko threw down her brother, whose mind was blank, and kept roaring like a beast, but she fainted after a while, and Kamado Shigeru was still protected by her.

Muzan shook his head helplessly: "Are you exhausted?"

"What a loser!"

"I'd better do it myself!"

Muzan raised his sharp knife again and stabbed Kamado Shigeru's heart fiercely.