Demon Slayer: The Undead Swordsman of Thunder

Yushiro took the token and looked at it under the moonlight. There were special patterns inside, which Lord Tamayo mentioned.

The token was real, and the desire to beat this man was real.

It glanced at Feiyuzhen, threw the token back, and said unhappily:

"Let's go!"

"Sick swordsman!"

Yushiro walked forward without looking back, and Feiyuzhen followed behind with a smile.

"I was wrong!"

"Give me a chance, Mr. Yushiro."

"Hmph!" It snorted coldly, turned its head and glared at Feiyuzhen, and then continued to lead the way.

As they walked, it suddenly said, "The Way of Heaven, you have a strong sense of perception, don't you? Keep an eye on us, don't let us be followed."

"Oh, oh, oh!" Fei Yuzhen nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, patting his chest and assuring, "Of course, I'm super strong, okay!"

In this way, Yushiro took Fei Yuzhen to his residence, and the route was more complicated than he imagined.

The two of them were like rats in the sewer, shuttling through the dark and damp alleys. This road was a hundred times more complicated than the one that Yushiro misled.

Fei Yuzhen seriously doubted whether he would be followed if he walked this way?

He looked up and saw a pale golden disc and a bright moon.

...

The moonlight, as pale as water, fell softly on a small western-style building. The courtyard paved with bluestone was far away from the hustle and bustle of the lights and wine, and was peaceful and peaceful.

Under the moon stood a young lady, more beautiful than the moon in the sky, but her temperament was mature and intellectual, which did not match her appearance.

The gentleness that belonged to a woman was mixed with the elegance of a noble lady.

If the woman under the moon was compared to wine, it would be the kind of pure and fine wine that had been stored for hundreds of years.

Tamayo, the creator of Yushiro, was also a strange woman who got rid of the Muzan curse by her own will.

Her long black hair was parted in the middle and combed into a large and low bun, which was fixed by a flower hairpin.

Her beautiful eyes were tender, like a lavender mist, and her lips were rosy, which formed a sharp contrast with her pale face. Under the dark purple kimono was a majestic chest, and a wide beige belt was wrapped around her waist.

Tamayo quietly looked at the wall facing the house, which was a false wall created by Yushiro with blood demon art to protect her.

Inadvertently, the moonlight shining on the false wall twisted, and a human boy who she didn't expect passed through the wall.

The boy was tall and handsome, exuding a unique temperament.

His hair was a deep red, as hot as a flame, and was casually tied into a ponytail with a simple and exquisite red rope, fluttering gently with the breeze, and a sun earring was hanging under his right ear.

Over the black Demon Slayer Corps uniform, a golden haori was draped, with a white pattern embroidered on the haori in the shape of a rice ball, and in the lower left corner were three black characters -

Shin and Shinobu.

The moment she saw the boy, Tamayo's beautiful eyes trembled slightly, and her long eyelashes trembled.

In a trance, the figure of the boy overlapped with the figure of the lifesaver in her memory.

He looked like him!

Is there still such a thing as reincarnation in the world?

Tamayo couldn't help but wonder.

She couldn't help but shout, and Feiyuzhen heard it clearly.

"Mr. Yunichi, is that you?"

Touma smiled and shook his head. He straightened his chest and introduced himself with a magnetic voice:

"Hello!"

"I am Tendō Touma. I will be promoted to a pillar when I return this time."

His words interrupted the absent-minded Tamayo, who realized his impoliteness. How could he mistake a stranger he had never met for another person?

"Mr. Tendō, I'm sorry, I made a mistake!"

"Did Yushiro bring you here?"

Tamayo guessed that Touma could come here.

"Lord Tamayo, this guy followed me here!"

Yushiro walked out from behind Touma with his arms folded, but the moment he saw Tamayo, he immediately became the purest Tamayo fan in the world, with only admiration and respect in his eyes.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

"Stop looking at me, or I'll dig your eyes out!"

Yushiro stood in front of Touma, like a husky protecting its food.

"Ms. Tamayo, I am here on behalf of the entire Demon Slayer Corps, asking you to cooperate with us!"

"We have a common enemy, Muzan Kibutsuji!"

"Isn't it?"

When she heard the name of the trash boss, even the usually gentle Tamayo's eyes flashed with a hint of hostility.

She quickly sorted out her emotions, made a gesture of invitation, and said:

"Mr. Tiandao, please come inside to talk!"

Tamayo has only seen two humans who can communicate with demons in such a calm manner, one of whom is her savior.The benefactor of his life, one is the current lord of the Demon Slayer Corps.

"Oh!" Touma scratched his head and smiled, "Miss Tamayo, just call me Shin, everyone who knows me calls me that."

"Okay, Mr. Shin, please come in!" Tamayo smiled, she glanced at Yushiro and asked, "Yushiro, please make tea."

"Okay!" Yushiro was naturally happy to help Lord Tamayo, and he did not forget to warn Touma in a low voice before leaving.

"Stinky boy, stay away from Lord Tamayo, or I will beat your dog head!"

After a while, one person and one demon sat down in the living room.

Touma briefly explained his thoughts. As a doctor, Tamayo, and as a person who had seen Tsugikuni Yoriichi, she was more convinced of the specialness of this young man.

"Forget it, it's not intuitive to say, I'll show you!"

As he said, Touma rolled up his sleeves, drew out his knife, and prepared to perform a show of chopping himself with a big knife.

At this moment, Yushiro happened to walk into the living room with the brewed tea.

"Asshole!"

"What do you want to do?!"

It didn't care about its image in front of Master Tamayo, and cursed loudly, blocking Tamayo in an instant.

Feiyuzhen glanced at it, slowly said, "No, I just cut myself, why are you so excited?"

"You cut yourself?" Yushiro was stunned. What is this guy thinking about every day? Is there really something wrong with his brain?

Ignoring Yushiro, Feiyuzhen gently cut his arm.

Of course, it was just a shallow wound.

For a moment, the extremely tempting smell of blood spread in the air, and the pupils of Tamayo and Yushiro shrank unconsciously.

Tamayo was fine, Yushiro began to drool uncontrollably.

Feiyuzhen's blood was too tempting for ghosts.

"Not good!"

"You have rare blood, and it's the best kind!" Yushiro said excitedly, shaking his head violently, suppressing his ghost instinct.

In just a short while, Feiyuzhen's wounds had recovered completely.

Tamayo saw all this. Although his recovery ability is far inferior to that of a ghost, it is much stronger than that of an ordinary person.

"Special blood, very valuable for research!"

Tamayo said excitedly, with little stars in her purple eyes.

PS: My head hurts a little today, alas!

Wait for my next chapter!

Mumuda!