Wisteria flowers, I have seen a lot of them before, and I have personally picked them and smelled them, the smell is elegant and fragrant, which can make people feel comfortable and comfortable.

But at this moment, the wisteria flower in the old man's hand made the river almost nauseous, and the smell was like falling into a hundred-year-old dung pit when he was a human being, and the filth of the accumulation poured into his mouth and nose.

Or maybe it's like wearing stinky socks that haven't been washed for 30 years and then putting them in a pickle jar for 30 years, and shoving them into people's throats when they first open the pickle jar, making people want to strangle themselves.

This may have been the first time that Chuan Liushi regretted his super keen sense of smell, and his face turned pale from the smell of wisteria flowers.

Chuan Liushi subconsciously took a step back: "Ahem, cough, Grandpa San Lang, forget it, don't use it." ”

The old man Saburo helped the river a lot, and he often took him in to rest with Tanjiro on snowy days, and he was really embarrassed to refuse when he was in the river.

And when the old man San Lang looked at the river with sincere and sincere eyes: "No, you must take it, this wisteria flower and sachet can protect you, and it can be regarded as a piece of my heart for the younger generations." ”

Looking at the expectant eyes of the old man Saburo, he barely squeezed out a smile when he was in the flow, and secretly held his breath and felt much better.

He reached out and grabbed the wisteria flower and the sachet, turned his head and walked away quickly.

"Grandpa San Lang, goodbye, I'm going to go to the house to have a look."

Old Man San Lang looked at the back of the river in a hurry, and couldn't help but shake his head: "This kid, now that he has become so anxious, he used to be very patient. ”

The figure when watching the river gradually faded away, and the old man Saburo slowly returned to the house, and his kind expression became dim and sad.

From the first reaction to the wisteria flower when he was in the river, he had already seen a lot.

The stove door family is really ill-fated......

After leaving the sight of the old man Saburo, he immediately crushed the wisteria flower in his hand, and poured the wisteria flower powder in the wisteria flower sachet into his hand and mixed it with it.

Then he thought and used the power of the sword to create an iron ball.

The juice and powder of the wisteria flower are crushed and all the powder is encased in it, and the thorn feather weave has slender black thorn branches stretching out, enveloping the iron ball in it.

There are still some residual wisteria pollen and sap on the hands of the river, like purple staggered spots on the hands.

He rubbed hard against the tree next to him a lot, but when he stretched out his palm and looked at it, the pollen juice was gone, but the smell of the people stubbornly remained in the palm of his left hand when he was flowing in the river.

This smell is still very spicy to the eyes after holding the breath, and after trying to rub more vigorously can not be eradicated, it makes the river gradually irritable, and the facial muscles are bruised.

Oh, I don't believe I can't get you!

"Knife Prison Black Cutter!"

When Hei Che appeared in Chuanliu's hand, he took the axe blade under it and aimed it at the wrist of his left hand, and directly raised the axe with his hand, and the axe fell with his hand............

An axe slashed at the main artery, and blood splattered his face, but he continued to rise and fall without feeling anything.

This pain is really a piece of cake compared to the taste of wisteria flowers, and it can be easily tolerated when the river flows.

"Click"

Since the body is the hardest in terms of the hand, it took several splits to cut off the left hand with the bone, and the left hand fell in response.

With a sigh of relief, the river urged the flesh to wriggle and derive, and in an instant, a new left hand grew with a pop, and the hand on the ground gradually turned into black-red ashes and disappeared.

Secret Technique: Chopping Hands.

After completing this series of actions, Chuanliushi breathed a sigh of relief.

"This smell is too rushing......"

From the memories of the Stove Gate Ghost Shadow Troupe, that is, the Black Wolf Tooth, Chuan Liushi knew that the ghosts hated wisteria flowers, but it was not very clear how to hate them.

I personally contacted it today, and I couldn't help but sigh when I was in charge, the taste of this wisteria flower is really unique to the ghost, and it is delicious enough.

It should be because the wisteria flower has a certain poisonous effect on the ghost, so the ghost's body instinctively derives an exclusive sense of smell to keep itself away from the wisteria flower, and then it manifests itself as this terrible smell.

And after being washed away by this smell, Chuanliushi was uncomfortable, but he also thought of a good idea, so he didn't throw it away, but collected it.

"Onimai Tsuji...... I don't know if you like wisteria flowers or not, but when we meet again, I will definitely offer this wisteria flower with both hands first. ”

The wisteria flower juice and dust wrapped in the iron ball were a gift for Onimai Tsuji during the river time.

Chuanliu felt that he might have found him.

Asakusa ...... Tsukihiko......

This person named Tsukihiko, who turned Sayuki Hara into a ghost, must have a very close connection with him, even if it is not Onimai Tsuji.

Although I don't know what kind of character Onimai Tsuji is miserable, but as the strongest ghost, how can he not easily give his blood to others, Tsukihiko, it must be a major breakthrough.

As long as he went to Asakusa to search for news about this Tsukihiko, he believed that he would be able to obtain information about Onimai Tsuji.

But the river can't just pass like this, and now he may not even be the enemy of Onimai Tsuji's miserable one, and he only delivers food when he goes.

At the very least, there must be at least the level of the Woza...... Or stronger.

And Chuanliu felt that if Yiwo sat in front of him, he might be able to make a few moves with Yiwo now, at least he wouldn't be killed in seconds.

When the river flowed, he looked at the pale white moon that was gradually rising, and the corners of his mouth rose to reveal a good-looking smile.

"You're all watching...... I'm getting stronger and stronger......"

There were a few stars in the canopy that twinkled slightly, as if in response to the words of the river.

"Whew!"

The white light condensed behind the river, and the six wings stretched out violently, and then in the powerful and powerful wings danced, the river rose into the sky.

Thirty seconds later, in front of a somewhat dilapidated log cabin.

A figure that looked like a giant black bird swept through the sky at high speed, stopping abruptly as it passed the wooden house.

After stopping his body, the river slowly fell to the ground like a fluttering feather.

The six wings were folded and retracted by him, and then he transformed into a human form and stood in front of the wooden house.

"Huh?"

The river was a little surprised, because there was a faint smell of people in the wooden house that he thought should be lonely, and there should be people resting inside.

"Very strange faint smell...... Someone should be living there temporarily, leaving him alone. ”

Although there are many memories of the river in this house, the past is in the past, and if this house can help some people in need, the river does not mind.

He didn't bother to ask, but turned his gaze to the woods behind the house, where there was a place that made his mood dark.

In the darkness of the night, his eyesight was not affected in any way, and he could see a wooden tombstone carved from the branches of a tree, inserted upright into the ground, and behind the tombstone was a small bag of earth.

There's a name engraved on it: Takeo.

When the river flows, he slows down and falls silently, slowly approaching.

And next to Takeo's grave, there are other tombstones......

"Takeo, Hanako, Rokuta, Shigeru ......"

"And Aoi and Tanjuro......"

"Brother, it's you who buried all your family next to your father, so that at least everyone can be reunited after death...... Thank you, Tanjiro. ”

"Huh? Wait, why isn't Your Bean's grave there? ”