Chapter 245

I didn't set out blindly without knowing the full picture, and I also didn't act rashly.

To put it bluntly, my existence is of great significance to Muzan Muzan. Even if Mr. Uzumaki falls into Muzan Muzan's hands, I will never be able to stop him.

Moreover, the signature on it is clearly Sanyashiki Kyouya, why was it sent to me?

I glanced at the crow, which was pecking at the feathers under its wings. It didn't look like it would be in any trouble.

I looked outside and saw only a sliver of sunlight remaining. I couldn’t wait that much longer.

"Ms. Tamayo, Mr. Yushiro - there may be some problems over there. I'm afraid I have to go there. Do you have enough "materials"?" I gave Mr. Komaji a look. He nodded. He could definitely bear the sunshine outside. It wouldn't be a problem for him to lead me up the mountain.

"Don't worry, we'll take care of this. The most critical stage of the experiment has already produced results, and the next step is debugging." Ms. Tamayo didn't ask to see the contents of the letter, but she could probably guess what kind of thing it was when she saw the crocodile. I watched her take a tube of reagent from the box and handed it to Mr. Komaji. "The effect of this reagent is limited, but it is more efficient than Mr. Qing using his own abilities directly. It will definitely not be a problem to persist for a few days."

Does this mean I can take a break?

Ms. Tamayo must have sensed that I was a little depressed.

I was very grateful to her, "Thank you, Ms. Tamayo."

Mr. Komaji didn't take any precautions and injected the test agent directly into his body. He half-crouched down and let me jump on his back.

Compared with the kimono before, it is obviously more convenient to carry a skirt now.

"May you all have good luck in military affairs." Miss Tamayo could not see the sunlight, so she stood in the dark, bowed slightly in my direction, and watched us leave the shrine.

There is only one passage behind the mountain with relatively few wisteria flowers. The higher the level of the ghost, the stronger their resistance to the "poison" of wisteria flowers. Under the protection of my ability, Mr. Komaji's speed of climbing the mountain is not restricted at all.

Before the last ray of sunlight had even set, we were already standing in the center of the courtyard.

"The aura of the Osan-yashiki is very weak." Mr. Komaji felt it as soon as he came in. The courtyard was not big and the people inside were even fewer.

The Osan-yashiki naturally refers to Mr. San-yashiki, and the Kosan-yashiki refers to Kaoriya, who is actually no longer here.

The amount of curses on children is relatively small, so when Mr. Masaru was still in the most uncomfortable period of the birthing period, the curse on Horiya had already been completely exorcised.

But if the source is not eliminated, this curse will eventually revive again. It is enough for me to exorcise it to this point.

So he naturally couldn't stay here for long. Although he had insomnia, his body had recovered well, so it wasn't a big problem in the short term. The current and next leader of the Demon Slayer Corps couldn't stay in the same place for a long time.

It's the same principle as you can't put all your eggs in the same basket. If the Demon Slayer Corps' inheritance is cut off, and if the destruction of Muzan Mubutsuji is not completed in this generation, then there will be big problems with the operation of the Demon Slayer Corps.

So in order to prevent such things from happening, every boy in a sammiyashiki family, when he has the ability to inherit, basically between the ages of eight and eleven, will be separated from his father and live in two different places all year round to avoid accidents.

When Mr. Sanyashiki was leaving, it was the critical moment of the purification and it was not appropriate to move, so naturally, Kaoriya had to leave first.

The Rock Pillar who originally stayed in the yard was the one who escorted Kaoru. As a stage of training, the Rock Pillar's course had actually started a long time ago, but he was not there to supervise.

It was also during this period of time that, even though Rock Pillar did not completely trust Mr. Komaji, he had a relatively stable understanding, so he dared to leave under the order of his lord.

In other words, there is not a single Demon Slayer swordsman on the entire mountain now.

Once the rock pillar left, the yard naturally became empty.

I jumped off Mr. Komaji's back, opened the door, and saw Mr. Umayashiki fainted on the ground. Mrs. Amane was lying on the tatami in the room with a fever.

No wonder the crow took a detour to send the letter to me. It turns out that there is no one in charge who is truly conscious.

I asked Mr. Komaji to check on Mrs. Amane's condition, and I quickly checked on Mr. Umayashiki's health.

Is it a curse problem?

The cyan energy penetrated into his body along his veins, clearing away all the curses that it could directly touch. In contrast to his now lost consciousness, he now had a healthier body than ever before.

What's going on?

I touched the water that had fallen on the ground and could still vaguely feel a little warmth, which meant that the water had not been on the ground for long.

In other words, Mr. Sanyashiki also fainted?

I rubbed my fingers...

If their inability to fall asleep and my falling asleep are related, my guess these days is that the blue spider lily has gathered all the individuals connected to the curse into one dimension, so before the curse is completely lifted and before I, the flower of origin, can fall asleep, they will remain in the same active spiritual world as me.

This guess could have been confirmed very quickly - I remembered the very brief moment when I lost consciousness.

Did I take their spirit somewhere?

But am I awake now?

During this time of unconsciousness, Mr. Umayashiki's body was instinctively repairing itself and recuperating in a way that was visible to the naked eye.

But mentally... I was in a trance.

I held my forehead and wondered what I had just dreamed about. Did my mind unintentionally drag them somewhere?

What is the current situation of Huiliya?

"It's just a symptom." Mr. Komaji made a judgment on Mrs. Amane's condition. In fact, he had this experience a lot. In the past, in order to take care of Renxue's body, he specially learned, "Overworked, as long as you can rest well, you will be fine."

Madam Tianyin has indeed been overworked recently, especially with such a father and son as her responsibility, she has not been able to relax for a single day...

I frowned, took out a pen and paper, and wrote two concise letters. I left one in the room. Mr. Komaji put Mr. Umayashiki into the quilt, and I placed the letter next to his pillow.

I carried the other letter with me. If the Forge Village could send a message to other places, I would like to confirm the situation of Huiliya as soon as possible.

There is nothing wrong with their bodies. I used my ability to add a layer of insurance on Mr. Umayashiki. If there is any danger, this ability can at least protect them once.

But it will take a few minutes.

"Komaji, please clear the wisteria flowers on that road, and then go to the shrine to pick up Miss Tamayo and Mr. Yushiro. We can't delay the matter of the Forge Village. There is no time to look for anyone. Let's go directly."

There is only one crow, and they are very smart, but crows are never locators. When they need to send a message, they need to tell me the specific location. I don't know where Horiya is, nor do I know the specific location of the other pillars' training grounds. I can't let this crow send a message directly for me.

What's more, the location of Forge Village also requires its guidance.

I just hope that the village is not too far away from here, so that Mr. Komaji can catch up with it.

It's no wonder that I'm so worried. There's no need to explain much about the status of the Forge Village in the Demon Slayer Corps. What's more important is the person who delivered the message to Mr. Ubuyashiki - it was the swordsman with flame markings, Tanjiro Kamado.

I calculated the time. His sword was not retrieved in the previous battle, so he naturally had to select new materials and reforge it.

Perhaps he went there this time just to get the knife.

In the past thousand years, Muzan Kibutsuji Musume came close to death only once, when he faced the swordsman named Kenshin Kuniichi.

And now this swordsman with a ghost exudes the same scent as Jikokuen, and even carries the same style of flower pendant that made Muzan Muzan frightened.

I can foresee that if I want to end the fateful cycle of reincarnation with Muzan Kibutsuji, this boy must be there.

After settling this, Mr. Komaji carried me on his back and moved forward at full speed with the Crow in his hand. Unfortunately, the Crow was not fast enough for Mr. Komaji.

It gives directions, and Mr. Komaji chooses the route, avoiding the areas where Muzan Muzan's sentries are most densely deployed.

In fact, the knife forging village is indeed not far from the temporary headquarters of the swordsmen and the information distribution center. After all, both forging and delivering knives are expected to be completed by craftsmen, but the raw materials often need to be selected by the swordsmen themselves. In addition, during the training process, the swords will inevitably be worn out, so I guess that the training place may not be far from the knife forging village itself.

The moon was high in the sky, and even without Mr. Komaji reminding me, I could smell a strong smell of blood. It was so pungent that it made me feel dizzy.

Mr. Komaji loosened his grip, released the crow's wings, and adjusted his posture. "Get ready, Ao."

The next second, he shot out like an arrow shot from a bow. No, he was even several times faster than an arrow shot from a bow.

My hair radiates green light, and the essence of the blue spider lily allows me to continuously repair the internal organs that have been displaced due to excessive speed.

I soon discovered that what I was truly sensitive to was not human blood, but the smell of ghost blood that floated in the air and could not be dissipated.

Moreover, it is very close to the taste of Muzan Muzan——

Wind up!

In the darkness, I concentrated my energy on the eyes. With my bright pupils and abnormally high dynamic vision, I clearly saw a tin staff grasped in the hands of a demon with symmetrical horns on its forehead under the pitch-black yukata. Lightning crackled on the sharp top of the head and it was thrown out with force, heading straight for Tanjiro Kamado, who didn't even have a Sun Rin Sword in his hand.

"Komaji!" I controlled my voice, because when I was moving, I would always swallow a mouthful of wind as soon as I opened my mouth.

But he understood what I meant immediately without me having to say anything more. He slowed down, stepped on the branches to loosen me up, and then he began to perform a technique in the air. The power of his legs reached its peak, and he punched me without caring about me being carried on his back.

"It's Lord Inoza..." Upper Rank Four almost spoke out in a lost voice, and I heard it clearly. Even in the air, amid the noise of the wind, I could feel his fear of fighting.

Compared to Upper String One and Upper String Two, Mr. Komaji, with whom he had once faced off because of an attempt to switch places in a bloody battle, gave the greatest shock to Upper String Four, Hantengu.

To the extent that, even though he already knew that Mr. Komaji had betrayed their Demon King, he still subconsciously added the honorific title.

Komaji's fist was stained with my color, and the blue beam of light shattered the tin staff while also going in the reverse direction and piercing through Hantengu's clone, Ji Nu.

Hantengou's ability is very special. He himself looks so weak that he can be stepped on to death by an ordinary person.

However, according to Mr. Komaji's description, when Hantengu's body is in danger, Hantengu's strong emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness can be materialized through this blood demon art and protect the body.

Unlike its extremely small original body, its four clones each control four completely different vampire arts, and they will not be effective against each other. Even if they are on the same battlefield at the same time, they do not need to worry about the damage caused by the collision and cancellation of each other's abilities.

What's even more troublesome is that the clone will not disappear even if it is beheaded, and can even freely split into smaller degraded clones. This is different from the brother and sister of Upper Six in that beheading cannot kill them. It is a similar blood demon art, but the level is much higher than that of the brother and sister.

But...I'm not worried.

Mr. Komaji stabbed through the angry □□, but he did not stop.

"The technique begins - Destruction Killing, Smashing Style, Many-leaved Shining Willow!"

The impact of his fierce punch from top to bottom caused the ground to shatter like leaf patterns. The trees and bricks that originally blocked the view and helped Hantengu's original body escape were all pulled up and collapsed by the cracked ground, forming a scene of ruins in an instant.

At the same time, the large area of ​​​​emptiness also isolates anything that may become a bunker after the sun comes out.

I fell from the sky, emitting as bright a light as possible. The Holy Shield had no effect on anything other than evil, so it naturally could not reduce the impact of my fall.

In fact, even if I fall from a great height, the ability of the blue spider lily that I can use now will keep me alive, but - I am very afraid of pain.

Of course, Mr. Komaji would let me go, because it would be safer for me after that.

"Mr. Ao!" Although Kamado Tanjiro didn't have a sword, his physical abilities didn't disappear. He stepped on the falling tree trunk to gain momentum, twisted his waist in the air, and caught me. He hugged me vertically because my skirt was too big and would be blown up if I didn't hold it down with my arms.

I stood up and found that besides Tanjiro Kamado and his injured sister, the only person at the center of the battle was Genya Fushigi, who was holding a gun and had blood gushing out of his shoulder.

There were several forgemen standing next to him. They were probably the people who did not have time to evacuate and were just protected by Genya Busei under the collapsed ruins.

Tanjiro Kamado also said before that they found the jade pot style that the Demon Slayer Corps had specially notified them of before in the Forge Village.

The jar must have been brought back from outside by the forger who had no synchronized intelligence. I don't know what happened in the middle, but it is obvious that the forger in the village has not completely withdrawn.

Genya Busuigawa was breathing heavily. He must have just eaten a demon, but the power of the demon's flesh and blood had already faded, so the wounds on his body had not healed. However, his eyes were black with red pupils, and he looked very scary.

He is just like his brother. I told him long ago that he should not use his special digestive system so excessively.

I raised my hands, and the turquoise divine light crawled into Xuan Mi's body, expanding its power. His eyes were beside him, and spots of light rose from the ground, quickly healing the wounds and fatigue of other people.

pain!

It hurts so much!

The piercing pain in my shoulders and abdomen almost made me fall down. Tanjiro supported me and said, "Mr. Ao, we are totally fine. Breathing can suppress the wound. You don't have to--"

"Where's your knife?" I gritted my teeth and interrupted him, trying my best to keep my voice from shaking. When is it someone else's turn to interfere with what I have to do?

"…something went wrong. The unfinished knife was shattered." The scar on his forehead seemed to have expanded a lot.

I looked up, but found that the battle was not as one-sided as I had imagined, but rather a back and forth one.

Mr. Komaji was surrounded and the dogs couldn't get close to him for a long time, but his recovery speed was abnormally fast.

I suddenly realized that Muzan Kibutsuji Musume, who had been suppressing the growth of the demons for fear that they would rebel against him, released the restrictions at this critical moment and used his blood of the Demon King to strengthen all the demons - at least the upper-rank demons.

Otherwise, how could he dare to allow someone below Mr. Komaji's rank to appear here.

interesting.

I sneered, and the color of my eyes became brighter and brighter, even the whites of my eyes seemed to be tinged with green.

Then let's see who is more powerful, you, the demon evolved from Muzan Kibutsuji Muzan, or Mr. Komaji with my assistance.