Ezhu's injuries were not serious, but they were not light.

Yusai gave her a pill and watched her swallow it.

Ezhu said softly, "I have been in this Seal Land for a long time, and I will soon have another butler to take over. After taking over, I will return to the master's Yellow Spring. There I will help you keep an eye on the silent soul. I'll tell you when he's reincarnated. ”

He knelt on one knee again, hanging his head and looking at the seriously injured Tang Yuan.

It was as if he had heard Ezhu's words, but it was as if he had not heard them.

His eyes are misty, and there are deep shadows under his eyelashes, and it seems that there is indescribable sadness.

How could Ezhu not understand. In the end, he said: "You are so affectionate to Lord Wuyan, it is a taboo in the Three Realms. ”

Tang Yuan was fine, and he was gone again.

He didn't say a word the whole time.

Erzhu looked at the back that disappeared again, sighed and said: "The soul dementor is used to seeing life and death, killing countless people, and he is the most ruthless person in the Three Realms, why is he so affectionate to heaven and not let his soul fly away and be reborn?" Is it to force him to death, make him a demon, and go through the curse of the Three Realms? ”

Soul dementors are amorous, it must be a taboo, it can be said that it is against the way of heaven, and it will definitely be tolerated by heaven and earth.

Why didn't the Three Realms let him be reborn?

If the Dementor has experienced the curse of the Three Realms, it is even harsher than the Eighteen Thunder Tribulations. Because of the curse of the Three Realms, it means losing one's family, losing one's friends, and suffering from the fiercest thunder and fire.

Ezhu couldn't think about it anymore, he was sad for a while, and he was so angry that he couldn't help but shed a tear.

After all, she met her friend for sixty years, and although she seemed to be ruthless, she could always save her from danger.

Tang Yuan looked at Ezhu in surprise.

After all, the people of Hades lack nothing, and the most lacking thing is the tears of Meng Po and her housekeepers.

They see the dead souls every day, know their joys and sorrows, grievances and hatreds every day, and even watch the evil souls torment day and night, and their hearts are already numb, where can there be any tears.

For a whole Jiazi time, Tang Yuan cried for the first time when he saw Erzhu.

I only heard a sigh, and a distant voice suddenly came, saying, "Erzhu, this is the first time in sixty years that you have cried. You can go back to Yellow Springs. ”

"Who will take my place? Let her take good care of me and meet ......"

Before Erzhu's words were finished, before he had time to say goodbye to Tang Yuan, the person had already become a thin wisp of light smoke drifting away with the wind.

The person who spoke was Meng Po, and Meng Po was waiting to receive the tears of the beads of misfortune, how could she let her linger any longer.

Succeeding Erzhu here is the moon season.

Yueji is just like her name, she looks as delicate and beautiful as Yueji.

The first thing Tang Yuan said when he opened his eyes was "Fairy sister." ”

"It's called Sister Yueji. I know your name is Tangyuan. The signature book that Lord Ezhu left for me said that you were injured by a half-demon, and I saved you again. Who did you meet? ”

The sign book is a sign of divine consciousness used by the gods of the underworld to transmit information. The signature book can show sound, text, and situation.

No matter how far away, it can be transmitted with divine consciousness. Deliver messages from one person to another.

"I met Lord Slayer again, who is the Demon Slayer Master of the Soul Palace. The skill is outstanding, and the Tao is profound, which can make the two worlds of demons fearful. Tang Yuan's tone was a little reverent.

"I can't complain about such great power, Lord Erzhu said that the half-demon has also cultivated for at least a thousand years, and he can send the half-demon away as soon as he makes a move. I heard that his cultivation, except for their Soul Hall Master, no one is invincible, but is it true? ”

"This villain doesn't know. I only know that I have met adults again, and my skills are outstanding. Tang Yuan said respectfully.

"Where did the villain come from, you are Tangyuan. Don't say you're a villain in the future. You are my companion. Yueji babbled while cleaning up for him.

Perhaps the days of the extradition of the dead in Huangquan were too monotonous and silent, and the ninety-nine and eighty-one housekeepers in Meng Po's hands were all chattering without exception.

"Yes, Lord Yueji, Tangyuan knows. I met again and was a frequent visitor here, and I often drank here, so it was easy for Lord Yueji to meet him. ”

"That's great, it's really a blessing to meet such a big person." Yueji smiled, "You will call me Sister Yueji in the future." ”

Before Tang Yuan could speak, Yueji sighed again and said: "Lord Ya is a noble person, and it is nothing more than a thought to be able to stay in our unsealed realm outside the Nai He Bridge. However, people have good and bad luck, demons have a thousand years of calamity, and the lord must have eighteen thunderbolts and curses of the Three Realms. It's not easy. ”

After saying that, he sighed again.

It seems that Ezhu left her a thirty-mile-long signature book, and everything is detailed. She knows everything. She naturally knew that she was the master of the Demon Slayer Office of the Dementor Palace.

I also know that I have met affectionately again, I have made trouble in the underworld, and I have broken the glass lamp.

They are the people of Huangquan, and they know best that such a love is to be cursed by the Three Realms.

Yueji said to Tang Yuan again: "If you meet an adult again, you will inform me, and we will greet him." ”

It was raining.

I came out of the place without a seal again, and stumbled in the rain.

There were no pedestrians, no light, only the sound of heavy rain.

I felt like an umbrella was covering the rain again. He smiled and didn't look at it.

The short sword in his sleeve slipped out instantly, and with a wave of his hand, the person holding the umbrella seemed to have been on guard, turned into light smoke and left in a hurry.

"Speechless."

In this life, is it only speechless that is worthy of holding an umbrella for him, and only being worthy of bringing him back to the government office from the tavern? It is worthy to keep a distance of less than a foot from him.

The rain was light. The umbrella that I encountered again had already fallen into the wind and disappeared.

A figure shook in the lamplight, and he called softly: "Speechless." ”

The voice is tender like water. And in an instant, it was miserable.

He sat slowly in a corner, huddled in a ball, sobbing low in the wind and rain.

How long will he have to prepare before he can accept the loss of speechlessness.

How many times did he have to go back and forth to the Nai He Bridge to be sure that Wu Yan was no longer there.

Who would have known that in this boundless dark night, the terrifying Demon Savali would hide in a no-man's corner like a helpless child and sobbed lowly.

But what should have come has come.

Just now, something big happened in his home, in his and his speechless home.

A group of phantoms that were like clouds of black smoke rushed in, killing people at sight, sometimes mixed with the sound of laughter.

The phantoms with tails were fierce and cruel, flickering in the night rain.

This is the home of another encounter, and there used to be silence here. White walls and green tiles, bright flowers and trees.

At this time, the wind lanterns that were on and off suddenly went out in the rain.

Suddenly, the wind and rain were sudden.

The servants and servants were caught off guard, watching the people around them fall to the ground like evil spirits, dying silently, and before they could draw their swords, some of them were pierced through the chest by sharp blades, or pierced through their bodies by black smoke, and died of terror.

This is the inner courtyard of the Lord of Demon Slayer, and the family, servants, and family members were all killed.

Not even a single dog was spared.

Soon there was a river of blood in the courtyard.

By the time the errand man at the government office noticed that there was something unusual about the rainwater flowing through, it was too late.

They rushed into the inner courtyard where they met again, and in the courtyard of the third entrance, there was not a single living creature.

There could be no recurrence of these corpses.

They must have met again, and they must not be among them.

Because if it were, it wouldn't be like this.

Even if he was drunk to the mud, even if he severely injured the worms, he could kill them with his sword.

His bravery is never in doubt.

All the yacha know that they are very powerful, even if the half-demons and half-demons of the entire Turning Soul Glass Bowl come out and stand in a row, they will not be afraid if they are afraid of encountering again.

But now the home is washed in blood, which is really appalling.

What did you do and don't want to live?

If you encounter it again, you must not be at home. Since leaving without a word, he seems to be often away from home.

The slaughter of the entire family was the first humiliating incident that happened to the demon slayer in hundreds of years.

It is said that afterwards, the Lord of the Dementor Hall personally went to the house where he met again, and without saying a word, his face was pale, and he brushed his sleeves away after checking it.

That rainy night was the shepherd's cabbage found and encountered.

Shepherd's cabbage panicked, he could barely speak, and he picked up and ran away.

The rain on the ground splashed and hit the face of the encounter again, like tears on his face.

When he returned to his home, he saw the situation in front of him again, and he stumbled and fell into the rain.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he seemed to smile. It seems to know who did it.

He also seems to know that there will be no living people in his house, and there will be no living creatures.

Kneeling in the rain again, silently outstretched his arms. He raised his head and looked at the rainy sky, affectionate, a little confused, and a little indifferent.

Suddenly, he singled out his fist, pointed his thumb to the center, and slashed at his middle acupoint.

The words are gone, and the family is gone, what is the meaning of his life?