Demon Slayer: The Undead Swordsman of Thunder

"Go home!"

"The weak are not worthy of holding a knife!" Shimi had a cold face and tried his best to pretend to be fierce. He really didn't want to see Xuanmi go to his death.

As soon as he finished speaking, Feiyu Zhen stood up with a smile. Shimi was startled at first and then turned his head away awkwardly.

Why is Zhen here?

So he subconsciously thought that Zhen came to plead for his brother. Even if Zhen was the savior of their family, he would never give in on this point.

"Zhen, even if you plead for him, I will never give in!" Shimi returned to a serious expression, and his black pupils stared at Feiyu Zhen.

Zhen spread his hands. In fact, he just happened to see this scene. He coughed a few times, sighed, and said:

"Shimi, we should respect everyone's possibilities."

"Ferocity is not the essence of protection, right?"

Shimi, who was full of tsundere attributes, was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect Zhen to see through his heart at once.

"Zhen, this is between us, don't mind it!"

"I..."

Before Feiyuzhen finished speaking, a crow landed on Shimi's shoulder. It was his exclusive crow - Shuanglai.

"Shimi, there is a ghost in the old house in the mountain!"

"No more talking, I'm on a mission, bye!"

Shuanglai's appearance gave Shimi a way out, and he was about to leave without looking back.

Ancient house?

Feiyuzhen looked suspicious, he grabbed Shimi and asked: "Do you have any more of the three thousand to save your life?"

"It's all used up. That thing is really effective, it must be very precious, right?" Shimi replied. When he was in Fujixi Mountain, he used that bottle of medicine to save many people's lives.

"Here, bring another bottle, it's good if it works!"

Hiyujin hurriedly stuffed a bottle of medicine into Shima's hand. He couldn't remember clearly, but Shima's target of this mission seemed to be one of the current lower-ranks. His fellow disciple, Masahiro Izawa, seemed to have sacrificed himself this time. This bottle of medicine might save his life and not make Shima sad.

"I can't take such a precious thing anymore!" Shima shook his head, his whole body showing refusal.

"Precious?" Hiyujin tilted his head, and he explained with a smile, "It won't be long before this potion can be promoted throughout the Demon Slayer Corps. Compared with the life of a swordsman, it's nothing."

After listening to Hiyujin's explanation, Shima was relieved, but he was still grateful in his heart.

"I'm leaving!"

"I hope you don't care about Xuanya's affairs!"

Feiyuzhen just said calmly: "I respect his choice, you shouldn't..."

"Forget it!" Shiya's face was dark. Shiya's philosophy was different from his own. He couldn't agree with it, but he would not hide it in his heart. "No matter what you do, I won't agree."

After saying that, Shiya turned and left immediately.

Feiyuzhen knew that Xuanya's talent as a demon eater was irreplaceable by anyone in the Demon Slayer Corps, including himself.

This talent only required Xuanya to train a strong body and a firm will to easily control it.

Needless to say, his will to protect his family was terribly strong.

As for the physical body, the Demon Slayer Corps has an invincible brother in the physical body!

Some things will always return to their original trajectory no matter how Feiyuzhen interferes.

It was fate that Xuanya became a disciple of Beimingyu Xingming.

Fuzugawa Xuanya stood beside Feiyuzhen, quietly watching his elder brother go away, and he became more determined to protect his elder brother.

"Brother Feiyuzhen, you said you respect my choice, right?"

Feiyuzhen knew that Shimizu was a little angry, but it was Xuanmi's destiny to join the Demon Slayer Corps. Even if he didn't interfere, he might still become a disciple of Xingming.

In this case, he would cut off the tragic line in Xuanmi's fate. His ending would never be death but becoming a powerful ghost swordsman.

"I respect your choice, but have you thought it through?"

"I have thought it through a long time ago, but as my brother said, I have no talent, but I... I really want to help my brother!"

Xuanmi burst into tears. After all, he was still a child who was worried about his family. He must have felt very wronged after being beaten by his brother.

Feiyuzhen rubbed his little head and asked in a mysterious tone:

"Boy, have you heard of the ghost eater?"

Xuan Mi wiped the tears from his face, looked up at Feiyuzhen, his eyes wide open, and he repeated in disbelief:

"Ghost Eater?"

"What is that?"

"Let's go, I'll find you a master!" Feiyuzhen took Xuan Mi's hand, and two figures, one big and one small, walked towards the training ground of the rock pillar.

An ancient legend echoed between heaven and earth with Zhen's words.

"It is said that during the Warring States Period, there was a kind of people called ghost eaters. With their strong bite force and special digestive organs, they had the special ability to eat ghosts and temporarily turn their own physique into ghosts."Superpowers!"

...

In the deep mountains and old forests covered by heavy fog, the trees blocked out the sun, and the fog was like thick mud, making it difficult to see far away.

A corner of the old house could be vaguely seen from the hazy fog. Six swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Corps shuttled through the fog. Their target was the old house.

Perhaps it is more appropriate to call it a haunted house.

Walking at the front of the team was the captain of the team, the first-class swordsman, Masachika Izan.

He was Shimizu's senior brother, two years older than him, and was steady and calm.

"Everyone be careful! "Kuang Jin suddenly spoke, because he didn't know when he arrived at the door of the ancient house. Just now, he estimated that it was at least two hundred meters away.

In the blink of an eye, he arrived outside the wall of the ancient house. The fog was full of evil.

The people behind him drew their swords one after another. Shimi also drew his sword and looked around with a vigilant face.

He actually saw a woman in a purple kimono in the fog in the distance. She had a kind face, just like a mother.

Just one glance, Shimi almost sank.

His nose moved slightly, and there seemed to be a faint fragrance mixed in the fog.

"Oh no, there is something wrong with this fog! "

Shimi shouted to his teammates, but when he looked in front of him, there was no one, only thick fog around.

From time to time, a red wall would appear in the fog, with a texture like flesh and blood.

What Shimi didn't know was that he was now in the different space in the belly of the evil ghost.

From the moment everyone stepped into the thick fog, they were hit by the blood ghost technique·incense.

"Damn it! "

Shimi took a deep breath, and a layer of dark green fighting spirit covered his whole body. He swung several swords with all his strength.

Wind Breathing·Seventh Form·Strong Wind·Tengu Wind was activated.

A dozen spiral blade winds rushed out in all directions. Wherever these blade winds went, the surrounding fog was quickly blown away.

The place that was originally covered by fog now revealed a huge circular space.

Looking closely, you can find that the surface of this circular space is covered with dense blood vessels, which are intertwined like a spider web.

These blood vessels seem to be still wriggling slightly, as if they have life, giving Shimi an indescribable sense of oppression.