Demon Slayer: The Tai Chi Swordsman

A person who is sleeping soundly cannot wake up from his dream. Perhaps he saw the person he had been thinking about day and night in his dream.

For many people, what is the difference between a dream and reality!

The gentle sunlight passed through the lush leaves, and the scattered light spots shone on Tanjiro's face.

Tanjiro stretched his body, sleepy.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

The sound of chopping wood kept coming from the side. Tanjiro looked around and was stunned for a moment.

Because the person who was chopping trees was none other than his father, Tanjuro Kamado.

He had the same dark red long hair as Tanjiro, a ruddy complexion, and a coarse linen shirt that could not cover his slender body. There was a shallow scar on his left forehead.

Tanjuro stopped the axe in his hand, looked at Tanjiro with gentle eyes, and said softly: "You woke up, Tanjiro!"

"Don't force yourself!"

Two lines of tears slid down from the corners of Tanjiro's eyes, and his hands kept shaking. It felt like he hadn't seen his father for a long time!

Tanjuro squatted in front of Tanjiro, gently wiped away the tears from his eyes, and said: "Tanjiro, a man, don't cry!"

The very familiar voice echoed in his ears, and Tanjiro hugged his father suddenly, fearing that he would leave him if he let go.

"Dad!"

"I...I miss you so much!"

Tanjuro gently stroked Tanjiro's back. Although he didn't know what happened, he gave his shoulder to Tanjiro. Maybe he was really tired.

After crying loudly, Tanjiro calmed down. Although he always felt that he had forgotten something, maybe the previous ones were all dreams!

The father and son worked on the mountain until the evening. They carried the chopped firewood and walked down the mountain.

The sunset dyed half of the sky red, as if a veil was wrapped around the sky, and the shadows of the father and son were stretched long.

Tanjiro didn't feel tired at all. It was like there was an extra blue sky with his father.

As soon as the two put down the firewood in their hands, Aoi Kamado came out with a basin of hot water.

She smiled and looked at the father and son, and said softly: "You two wash your hands quickly and eat!"

"Dad, big brother!"

The little child of the Kamado family couldn't wait to throw himself into Tanjuro's arms.

Suddenly, a beautiful figure appeared in Tanjiro's eyes. It was Nezuko in a pink kimono.

Nezuko smiled slightly, just like cherry blossoms dancing in the wind, like a dream: "Brother, Dad, welcome home!"

Tanjiro stood there for a long time and couldn't calm down. So... so happy!

The laughter of the Kamado family filled the entire mountain, much sweeter than the soft cotton candy.

Outside the dream, Kiritani Sento was still fighting alone, and Nezuko called out to Tanjiro and the others over and over again, but no one could wake up.

"Nezuko, Nezuko is so cute!"

"Hehehe!"

Zenitsu sniffed and laughed like a pervert.

In his dream, he could see an endless peach forest from afar.

The forest was full of withered peach petals, like a pink carpet. The flying peach petals were like elves, jumping happily.

Zenitsu held Nezuko's hand, and the two of them shuttled through the peach forest, smelling the faint fragrance of flowers, feeling like they had come to the legendary paradise.

Finally, the stream stopped the two from moving forward. Nezuko threw herself into Zenitsu's arms and said coquettishly, "Zenitsu-kun, we can't get through the front, what should we do?"

Zenitsu put his hands on his waist, raised his head at a 45-degree angle, and confidence was written on his face. He patted his chest and told Nezuko, "It's okay, I will solve all problems!"

Nezuko stood on tiptoe and kissed Zenitsu on the cheek. Zenitsu turned into boiling water in an instant, with a face like a cooked pig's head.

Zenitsu squatted in front of Nezuko and said loudly, "Nezuko, I will carry you over and make sure you don't get any water on me!"

Zenitsu closed his eyes, and golden lightning attached to his feet, covering his entire legs in an instant.

"Thunder Breathing·One Form·Thunderbolt Flash·Eight Consecutive!"

Zenitsu landed perfectly after drifting through the corner handsomely.

Zenitsu was immersed in his and Nezuko's utopia, while Tanjiro and his family lived a life of working from sunrise to sunset.

In the car, Kiritani Sento's shoes were smoking, and Nezuko was sweating profusely from shouting for help.

At this moment, a black pillow suddenly appeared next to Tanjiro's seat.

Then a pale hand stretched out, and Bingye's "hehehe" evil laugh came out.

Ghost hunter, didn't expect it!

I have nightmares to help me, I don't believe you can hurt yourself like this.

Bingye's hand was as black as ink, and it was covered with purple bumps.

Blood Demon Art·Black Poison Hand.

As long as you touch this poison,Will die of festering all over the body.

Bingye came here to make sure that Kiritani Sento was not in this car. As long as he succeeded in one move, he would kill a pillar.

Kama-nue and Reiyuko are two idiots. Nightmare's blood demon art is very useful. These two idiots have to provoke the silver-haired swordsman. Isn't that courting death?

I am still smart. Go to hell, you yellow-haired man!

Bingye's hand shot at Kyojuro like a bullet. Kyojuro's hair stood on end. The alertness he had practiced for many years would not decline even if he fell asleep.

Kyojuro suddenly stood up and drew his sword to chop at Bingye's hand. The sharp blade flashed and Bingye's hand flew out directly.

What?

This guy is cheating, why can he fight even when he is asleep!

Oh my god, what are the pillars who came this time?

One can't sleep at all, and the other can fight even when he is asleep.

Bingye felt bitter and was about to collapse.

Was he so useless?

He couldn't even beat a sleeping pillar, it was impossible!

Bingye jumped out of the pillow, and the venom covered Bingye's whole body like armor.

He bounced off Kyojuro's knife, and his confidence returned to his face.

Sure enough, this guy just reacted instinctively, and he could win this time.

Bingye bent down 90 degrees to avoid Kyojuro's knife, and the sound of the spine breaking could be heard. Unfortunately, this degree of injury is completely insignificant to a ghost.

Just when Bingye's hand knife was about to pierce Kyojuro's heart, a jade foot kicked him away.

Bingye looked at the girl in front of him in confusion.

What's going on? We are all ghosts, why are you helping humans!

Veins popped up on Bingye, and he cursed: "Are you crazy!"

"And who the hell are you!"

"Why are you getting in my way!"

What greeted Bingye was another side kick from Nezuko, and Bingye blocked it with his backhand, and the sharp knife directly cut off Nezuko's calf.

Nezuko's dark red blood splashed all around, just splashing on Tanjiro and the others.

Before Nezuko could react, Bingye had already grabbed her neck, and he took advantage of the situation to throw Nezuko onto the iron sheet of the train.

The hard steel was completely dented, and Nezuko screamed.