Through the clouds, the full moon casts its brilliance and caresses the river.

Waving his wings, the river rises at a height of 100 meters, until the people and buildings on the ground seem to have turned into small black dots.

"Kill a hundred people in one day... Can the Ghost Slayer ignore the news? ”

The heart is heavy when the river flows.

There are so many humans in Asakusa, according to the killing method that Ghost Dance Tsuji said is not miserable, he wants to completely expose the existence of ghosts and tear his face with humans.

Where does his confidence come from?

Perhaps, it's because of yourself...

Is Onimai Tsuji no miserable trying to catch himself desperately?

Leaving the urban area, dense forests began to appear below, and the green hills in the distance stretched in all directions, lying there quietly, unchanged for eternity, the world has never changed.

Along the straight line, the low scenery kept changing, and when the river flowed, it flew at a constant speed towards the Eternal Bliss Sect, silently thinking in his mind.

Now, he is actually an immortal, not afraid of the sun, immortal and immortal, at least with the standard of Onimai Tsuji, he can be immortal within a thousand years.

And the only nemesis may be the onimai Tsuji who can devour ghosts like him.

Onimai Tsuji is not miserable against ghosts, as long as it is physical contact, he can devour his flesh and blood, he is very restrained, and he is absolutely unable to fight with his fists and feet, and his only weakness is the sun and daylight.

Thinking of this, Chuanliu had some enlightenment.

He and Onimai Tsuji are miserable, like two people who are racing with their lives, he died first in the hands of Onimai Tsuji, Onimai Tsuji is a perfect creature, and the world is under his control, Onimai Tsuji is tragically killed in the hands of the river, he will have the ability of the Onimai Tsuji no miserable, no longer has weaknesses, and becomes the new ghost king, but the river will not create a creature like a ghost.

"I don't know if the people of the Ghost Slayer have arrived in the Cult of Bliss."

When I looked up, the full moon had disappeared for some time, and the orange-red sun that was born in the half round appeared in the sky, and the sky gradually became cloudy.

I feel a little tired when I go to the river.

In the past few days, he has been fighting three places in succession, and he has fought with Yiwoza, Bantengu, Black Death Mou, and Onimai Tsuji, although the energy in his body is still full, but his spirit has been tense, so that his energy has been consumed a lot, and his brain wants to rest.

Since becoming a ghost, he rarely sleeps when he is in the river.

Only this time, he was too tired, not physically tired, but mentally tired, from the depths of his brain.

Looking down, I didn't notice the existence of a nearby town or village.

He lowered his flight, found an area full of rocks, and landed on a flat boulder the size of three or four people.

It is relatively barren, surrounded by stones of different sizes, and dozens of meters away, there is a green dense forest that wraps around this stone area, and the hundred-year-old trees are densely packed together, and the rough trunks are still wrapped around and clinging to thick vines, leaving no road for people to walk.

Where this kind of bird doesn't, there are few beasts, there are no people, and it is estimated that there will be no ghosts around.

Dou Qi sensed that he swept around in a circle, and after not sensing the threat, he lay back when he was in the river, relaxed his mind, and his upper and lower eyelids began to fight, slowly closing.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he fell into a deep sleep and fell into a deep sleep.

As the clock ticked by, the sun rose from the east, no longer a half-wheel hidden in the sky.

The warm sun was shining, and it was covered with the color of broken gold when it flowed. He looked serene.

His breathing is even, long, rhythmic.

Even when sleeping, this body is still running the breathing method.

The afterglow, which was difficult to see with the naked eye, accompanied by the breath of the fire god, slowly entered the body of the river, and little by little turned into the blazing feather energy that he could use, strengthening his body.

Compared with directly absorbing the life energy of the ghost, this energy from the sun's brilliance is not much, but it is long, stable, and comes with a blazing breath, which makes the river feel warm and comfortable to turn over.

Unconsciously, the blazing feather unfolded automatically, trembling gently, as natural as breathing, and the feathers composed of energy bloomed slightly, absorbing something, becoming brighter and brighter.

There is no chlorophyll in the river, but it seems that photosynthesis can also be achieved through the breathing of the god of fire.

In the future, even if the ghost thing dies, he doesn't have to worry about losing his energy source and falling into bloodthirsty madness, but the high-intensity, hysterical battle may still be difficult to control, just like the day he saved the butterfly ninja.

From the time I fell asleep to the bright noon of this day, I slept for almost six hours, and I was almost rested.

His eyelashes fluttered, and he had retreated from his deep sleep.

But he didn't wake up when he was in a trance, and in a trance, his chaotic consciousness revived and he came to a familiar place.

"Here it is.... My home? ”

When he opened his eyes, what appeared in his field of vision was a small wooden house that was familiar and a little unfamiliar.

In front of the hut there is an open space, clean and tidy, and it is often cleaned, and it is surrounded by oblique cypress trees of various heights, and in the cypress forest, there is a gray path that leads to the rest of the place, and people can walk around.

In the distance, when the river flows, all you can see is a misty fog and a mess of snowflakes that appear when electrical appliances are damaged.

() () "Is this feeling a dream?" I really want to be my home, but this wooden house is a little different, it is newly decorated, and there are no traces of those cracks that have been repaired by my father because of age. ”

In a few breaths, he knew that he was in a dream, a dream that was much clearer than ordinary dreams, almost the same as reality.

His intuition told him that as long as he gathered his spirit, he could easily wake up from his dreams.

But Chuan Liu didn't do that.

Because, when he saw his body, he changed suddenly, his consciousness was cut off, and part of his vision gradually rose into the air, overlooking the surroundings.

It's a strange feeling, like a third-person and first-person vision, watching your body change, and not being able to control the process.

And the person he became, his appearance surprised Chuan Liushi.

Red hair, black eyes, round face, and a height of more than one meter and seven.

It's like his younger brother Tanjiro, but he looks much older than him.

When he saw the tea leaves he had picked in his hand, he trotted all the way into the house.

The view also shifted from the outside of the house to the inside.

A small burning fire, simple and modest décor, almost no bench seats, low beds....

When the river flowed, I looked around, and became more and more sure that this was my home, the home of a long time ago.

And inside the house, there were four people.

Two men and two women, three large and one small.

The man who looked like Tanjiro had just pushed open the door and entered the house.

A young man with a plain face, deep and calm eyes, and a handsome appearance, much like the human form of the Black Dead Mou, he has long black hair with red in the red, a high ponytail, wearing the same sun-wheel flower paper earrings as himself, and a crimson flame mark on his left forehead.

In his hand, a little girl like a little bean, very young, was holding his palm, drooling and biting and playing.

And on the low bed, there was a beautiful and gentle woman, covered with a simple futon, her eyebrows were a little tired, but the corners of her mouth smiled, revealing a happy and serene appearance.

"Yuanyi, I'm really bothering you, Zhu Mizi is sleeping, you just came back from the ghost killing team, and you have to play with Xiao Jin, I don't have any good things at home, so I'll make you a cup of tea to drink, this is the seed I found in the mountains, and then I planted it myself, Zhu Mizi is very