Ghost Slayer: A swordsman with pupil technique who plays Tai Chi

The gray sky was about to press to the ground, and the light snow fell on the boy's plaid coat.

All that remains of the whole world is the black and green of the boy's plaid coat, the branches of the trees seem to be painted with a layer of white paint, and the footprints are engraved in the vast snow.

The boy sighed into his hands, trying to make them a little warmer.

He has crimson hair and red eyes, a scar on his left forehead, and sunwheel earrings that swing in the wind and snow.

The boy looked up at the snow-covered sky and cheered himself up: "Tanjiro, you must work hard to sell out the carbon, and you must let everyone eat enough in the New Year!"

"Come on!"

Tanjiro lifted the back basket that was about to slip down, and couldn't help but speed up the pace of descending the mountain.

The charcoal in the back basket kept shaking, but it would not be spilled out of the back basket anyway.

The town below the mountain is only half an hour away from Tanjiro's house, and the moment Tanjiro steps into the town, there are many voices of thanks.

"Tanjiro, bring me some charcoal, thank you for pulling the window paper for me yesterday!" An uncle in a turban poked his head out of the window.

"Tanjiro, bring me some charcoal too, thank you for helping me find a cat!"

"Tanjiro, do you want to come to my house and sit down!"

"Come to my house anyway!"

"Tanjiro!"

Looking at the enthusiastic crowd, Tanjiro bowed in thanks, and he smiled, as bright as the sun, enough to melt the ice and snow around him.

"Thank you for your attention!"

After delivering the charcoal, Tanjiro continued along the town's path.

Suddenly, a beaten boy with a blue nose and a swollen face rushed out of the house on the side, holding a white cloth in his hand.

The boy cried pitifully: "Ah! Tanjiro, save the child, I didn't break it!

"Woohoo!"

Before the boy could speak, a woman chased him out with a rolling pin, shouting in her mouth: "You boy, even if Tanjiro intercedes with you, it's useless!" The

boy hurriedly hid behind Tanjiro and shouted, "Tanjiro, it's really not a plate I broke, you have to trust me!"

Tanjiro shrugged his nose lightly, and a smell that no one else could smell entered his nose.

Tanjiro nodded in satisfaction, because the boy was not lying, and the plate was definitely not broken by him.

Tanjiro has a unique keen sense of smell, and can distinguish people's emotions through smells, as well as people and ghosts, which is a very practical ability.

Like if someone else is lying, he can smell it just by smelling it.

Tanjiro hurriedly stopped the woman in front of him and said very sincerely: "Lady, it's really not this little brother, you have to believe me!" Seeing

that Tanjiro tried to stop it, the woman had to put down the rolling pin in her hand, because the child's honesty and kindness were recognized by everyone in the town.

Tanjiro took the white cloth with a pile of red shards inside, and he leaned the shards against his nose, and a non-human smell came in.

Tanjiro suddenly realized, and said with a smile: "Lady, it was the cat that broke it, not your son!"

"It turned out to be a cat, I made a mistake!" The woman said a little embarrassed.

The teenager clenched his fists and said both aggrieved and angry: "I said it all, it's not me who I am, woo-woo!"

The woman grabbed the boy's ears and lectured, "Are you still naughty and mischievous?"

"Niang, Niang, I was wrong, I used to be bad!"

The young man admitted his mistake while covering his ears, after all, he usually paid some money.

Looking at the scene of his mother's filial piety, Tanjiro smiled happily.

After a while, the boy ran out with the money, and without saying a word, a bear hug held Tanjiro in his arms.

The young man was very grateful, and said with a handful of snot and tears: "Tanjiro, you are simply an angel, thank you so much, otherwise I would have been beaten today!"

Tanjiro gently patted the boy's head, like a big brother, and he said a little embarrassed: "It's not that exaggerated, hahaha!" "

The boy's family generously bought a lot of charcoal from Tanjiro.

The snow was still falling, but the night was deep, and the cold moonlight became colder through the reflection of the snow.

But the icy snow could not invade Tanjiro's heart, and he patted the back basket with a smile and said, "Great, the charcoal is finally sold out, and I bought everyone something to eat!"

"I was so happy today!"

When entering the entrance of the mountain, a very serious old man's voice sounded.

"Hey! Tanjiro!

"It's too late, there will be ghosts, come to my house for one night, just go back early tomorrow!"

Tanjiro turned his head politely and greeted with a smile: "Grandpa Saburo, I have a very smart nose, it's okay!" "

Saburo has lived alone at the entrance of the mountain since the death of his wife, and always takes in people who want to enter the mountain at night.

"No, no!"

Saburo directly pushed open the door and pulled Tanjiro in.

"Huh?!"

"Grandpa San Lang, I'm really okay!" Tanjiro explained.

Without waiting for Tanjiro to react, the meal and tea had already been put in front of him, and looking at Grandpa Saburo's somewhat fierce eyes, Tanjiro had to eat obediently.

"I'm moving!"

Halfway through eating, Tanjiro suddenly asked, "Grandpa Saburo, what is a ghost?"

San Lang took out a brand new set of bedding from the cabinet and slowly spoke: "According to legend, every late night there will be cannibal demons, they are cursed humans, monsters!"

"So will they enter the house?" Tanjiro said with a curious look.

He remembered that when he was very young, his grandmother also told such a story, and now Grandpa San Lang tells it again.

But if there is a ghost, he has not seen it himself, but from the smell of Grandpa San Lang, it can be concluded that he did not lie.

Maybe ghosts really exist, and I hope you don't encounter that kind of monster in your life.

Grandpa San Lang replied while making the bed, "Of course ghosts will enter the house, and it is because of this that there will be ghost hunters!"

Tanjiro's eyes were glowing, and he was full of admiration, "That ghost hunter is really powerful, they fight ghosts at night and protect everyone!" Grandpa

Saburo covered Tanjiro with a quilt and got up and walked to the light switch.

"They are indeed a great group of people!"

"But let's just be ourselves, I'm going to turn off the lights and go to sleep!"

The bright lights disappeared, all that remained was endless darkness, dark clouds engulfed the moon, and the world seemed to have lost its light.

Woooo

That group of bloodthirsty monsters, that group of monsters that can't see the sun.

At midnight, Tanjiro woke up suddenly, his forehead covered in sweat.