The man in the column is perished, and the beginning of the treatment is not miserable

…

the other side.

The sun gradually sets towards the west, the dusk glow gradually dissipates in the horizon, and a touch of night slowly falls.

In the mountains and forests, the hot atmosphere of the day gradually dissipates, and the cool and humid mist gradually begins to fill the air.

It's already dark!

Purgatory Jinjuro looked up at the faint moon hanging in the sky, and subconsciously held the handle of the knife at his waist.

The muscles in his forearm couldn't help but tighten.

Your Excellency! Please follow me, the night is very dangerous.

“Even for me, it’s hard to guarantee that I can safely spend a whole night in the wild by myself!”

Purgatory Jinjuro's expression was cautious, and he told Shang Quanna in a serious tone:

But! I will do my best to protect you!

Shang Quanna watched Purgatory Renshouro turn around. He subconsciously narrowed his eyes and looked around Renshouro's body.

A faint crimson flame enveloped Nishourou. Although it was very weak and could only cover his body, the brightness was extremely dazzling.

This is vindictiveness.

Through keen perception, one can best intuitively understand the standard of a person's combat power.

The fighting spirit around the current Purgatory Jinjuro is not as strong as the Enzhu Anjuro in the original work.

It can even be said to be a world of difference.

But it far exceeds the fighting spirit of Tanjiro who crushed Mugen Train during the period.

When there is danger, please run away quickly. Don't worry about me.

Purgatory Jinjuro turned sideways and started walking towards the other side of the mountain: I can easily deal with ordinary ghosts by myself.

Um.

...How many people are there in the Demon Slayer Squad now?

Shang Quanna recalled Takehara who was seriously injured during the day, and he asked Nijuro.

rustle--

A loud sound came from the distant mountain peaks.

As a human, Purgatory Jinjuro couldn't hear such a small sound at all. He still remained vigilant, holding the knife at his waist and walking slowly on the road.

The current Demon Slayer Squad? The total number of members is about sixty.

Purgatory Jinjuro raised his head and thought for a while, then answered Shang Quanna.

rustle--

Um.

Shang Quannai followed him without saying a word, turning his head slightly, his scarlet eyes staring straight at the direction of the noisy sound in the night.

——It’s a ghost.

He squinted his eyes, and the cool summer wind at night gently blew through his hair, bringing him information about the surrounding environment.

The transparent world opened instantly, and the outline of the red figure in the distance was constantly moving.

A figure crawling on the ground with a deformed body, covered in scars and pustules, and thin limbs was climbing quickly towards this side.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Thick saliva hung casually around his mouth, and he didn't care even if it spilled on his limbs.

——What an ugly ghost.

Shang Quanna looked at the ghost through the transparent world, couldn't help frowning, and withdrew his eyes in disgust.

Ever since he found himself in the Warring States Period 600 years after the Heian Period, he felt irritated when he thought that Murata Hitoshi and the others might have turned into a handful of loess in the wheel of history.

After seeing the ghost, his mood became even more depressed, and Shang Quannai's face gradually darkened.

In front of him, Purgatory Jinjuro was still wary of his surroundings. He looked at the dark surroundings and said cautiously:

Your Excellency! Let's speed up a little and rush to the town at the foot of the mountain. Let's rest for the night first!

He turned back and looked at Shang Quannai seriously, his red flame-like hair swaying in the dark night.

Shang Quanna looked at Purgatory Jinjuro's eyes that seemed to be glowing with blazing orange light in the dark night. He turned his back to the moon and shook his head gently:

No, Nijuro.

That's too late.

Shang Quannai paused for a moment, and he listened to the thin, sticky squeaking sound coming from the side:

Pull out your knife!

Purgatory Jinjuro raised his head and looked at Shang Quanna standing under the moon, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

Creak...

Shang Quannai squinted his eyes slightly. He felt the sound of the sound approaching quickly, and said softly to Infernal Affairs Jinjuro:

coming!

Whoosh! !

Before he finished speaking, a sound broke through the air, and a long thing sprinted out from the dark woods!

Translucent moisture entwines around the rapidly advancing strip! There is a faint tendency to break the sound barrier!

So fast!!

Purgatory Jinjuro reacted suddenly, his pupils shrank, and the knife on his waist was quickly unsheathed!

Click!

Slash hard in the direction of the long strip!

Uh-huh!

The white moonlight reflected the traces left by Purgatory Jinjuro's sword, and the white sword light struck the ground hard!

...It didn't hit!

Feeling the empty feeling on his hand, Purgatory Jinjuro quickly raised his head in shock.

He looked to his side and saw a long object that seemed to be dodging consciously.

The viscous liquid hung on the thin tentacles, and the tentacles twisted and twitched randomly in the moonlight!

…

In the dark mountain forest on the side.

The evil ghost was lying on the ground, with huge pustules on his back, as if breathing, and several identical tentacles were waving loosely.

That reaction speed... is faster than the ghost hunters I met before...

His tentacles extended far to the side of Purgatory Jinjuro. The evil ghost laughed strangely and licked his face with his long tongue:

But... we are human after all!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! !

The three tentacles behind him quickly rushed out towards Purgatory Jinjuro!

The evil ghost didn't seem to notice Shang Quannai who was standing on the stone looking at him at all.

…

Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

Two white sword lights flashed rapidly in the moonlight.

Purgatory Jinjuro held his breath, held the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, and exerted force on his waist. The peak human body came into play at this moment!

Ouch!! Purgatory Jinjuro's eyes widened. The muscles in his arms tensed, and he held the handle of the knife and jerked the knife towards the two tentacles flying towards him!

The light of the knife condenses on the tip of the knife! The swaying huge power is instantly stirred up!

Uh-huh!

Poof!

Under the extremely fast upward move, the tentacle that rushed in failed to react and was cut in half vertically from the middle!

The waist and abdomen are tight! The center of gravity sinks! Purgatory Jinjuro gritted his teeth hard, and the way he held the knife in his hand changed! Use both arms to slash the knife down the cassock!

Uh-huh!

Poof!

Snap!

The two tentacles were cut off neatly in an instant and fell to the ground, twitching in pain.

The smelly mucus splashed out.

Then, it slowly turned into ashes and dissipated.

However, there are still two tentacles left!

Purgatory Jinjuro's red-orange pupils stared intently at the tentacle thrust diagonally from behind him. He took a deep breath and quickly waved the blade to his side!

...No! It's too slow!!

He looked at the tentacles that suddenly rushed to his face, but his blade had just begun to twist!

Too late!!

A sharp, sharp stinging sensation aches in the middle of my eyebrows!

Purgatory Jinjuro gritted his teeth and stared at the tumbling tentacles. The passage of time around him seemed to slow down!

At this time!

Bang!

A white hand suddenly appeared in Purgatory Jinjuro's field of vision, and firmly grasped the two struggling and twitching tentacles!

grumble!!

The tentacles were squeezed by the powerful force and struggled painfully, stagnating in front of Inferno Jinjuro.

He was stunned for a moment, then gasped loudly and looked to the side along his arms.

Your Excellency Shangquan?!