"Lord Zhushi, do you want to take your finger bones away too?"

"Just in case, take it."

"Yes."

"Remember to take samples of muscle tissue and skin tissue."

"Got it!"

Slight footsteps approached.

Click, click.

Under the soft light of the moon, the standing shadow slowly enveloped the two people who were squatting together, Yushiro and Zhu Shi.

The figure paused behind them.

"Hello."

Tanjuro had his back to the moon, and he stood behind Yushiro and whispered to Zhu Shi, who was bowing his head and fiddling with something.

“！！”

Hearing this, Yushiro's ears twitched twice, and he looked startled, and turned his head sharply to look at Tanjuro who was slowly squatting beside him.

The lilac vertical eyes reflect Tanjuro in the backlight.

His pupils narrowed slightly, and then he reacted immediately.

- Sure enough, this guy can see through my blood ghost magic...

Then, his gaze looked at the wedge pill on Tanjuro's waist,

- Didn't you draw your sword?

Yushiro frowned, and he looked Tanjuro up and down.

And Zhu Shi slowly raised his head, glanced at Tanjuro with sad lilac thin eyes, and his gaze slowly stayed on Tanjuro's earrings.

He held out his hand:

"Tanjuro Kamado."

Tanjuro said his name, squatted down, stretched out his right hand to Zhu Shi, and smiled:

"First meeting."

Just when Zhu Shi observed for a while, nodded slightly, and just made the gesture of raising his hand to show etiquette.

Side.

Yushiro stared straight at Tanjuro's hand that had walked around him and stretched out towards Zhu Shi.

——？

A huge question mark suddenly appeared above his head.

The purple vertical pupils instantly looked at Tanjuro.

Syllable!

The bruised hand slapped over and grabbed Tanjuro's hand suddenly.

The grip is very hard.

Tanjuro subconsciously followed his arm and glanced at the owner of the hand.

- It's Yushiro, who has a gloomy face and gritted his teeth slightly.

Yushiro raised his head slightly, he gritted the root of his teeth, his green tendons bulged slightly, and he looked at Tanjuro angrily:

"You... Good. ”

He shook the right hand he was holding with Tanjuro vigorously, as if slowly squeezing a few syllables out of his throat:

"My name is... Yushiro. ”

Yushiro and Tanjuro looked at each other, their purple vertical pupils hidden in the shadows.

I thought indignantly.

- This guy...

- I want to shake the hand of Lord Zhushi...!!

Creak...

He has a tic-tac-toe protruding from his forehead.

Tanjuro was stunned for a moment, he looked at Yushiro holding his hand, and nodded:

"Hmm."

He was glad in his heart - his body was still full of the power of rejuvenation, otherwise at this moment, he was afraid that his hand bones would not be directly crushed.

"Yushiro, stop." Zhu Shi noticed that Yushiro was a little unkind in his words, and she stopped it loudly:

"It's rude."

When Yushiro heard this, he just looked at Tanjuro and slowly let go of his clenched hand.

Then he turned his head and said:

"Yes."

But in his eyes, there was still vigilance.

Seeing this, Zhu Shi looked at Tanjuro apologetically, and said in a sincere tone:

"I'm so sorry."

"My name is Zhu Shi, and this kid is called Yushiro."

Her lilac eyes reflected Tanjuro's appearance:

"We don't mean it badly."

As she spoke, she lowered her head and looked at the severed arm on the ground.

Tanjuro also bowed his head.

The next moment.

Half of it had been dissected, revealing bright red muscles, and the two finger bones that had been cut off were left on the ground.

The remaining muscles and skin that had been dissected were now slowly dissipating into ashes.

Tanjuro was a little stunned, and he looked at the small wooden box that Zhu Shi was closing.

Obviously, Zhu Shi had already taken enough materials in the time just now.

Just as Tanjuro looked at the severed arm that was taken cleanly on the ground.

Whoosh –

A burst of pink and white light rose from the remains of the severed arm and the wooden box in Zhu Shi's arms.

Syllable!

Plunged headlong into the chest of Tanjuro, who was squatting.

Tanjuro, who was just about to speak, choked for a moment, and he frowned slightly, observing the changes in his body.

- The two empty resurrection forces quickly lit up.

And, the memory of just now in my mind gradually became extremely profound.

【Battle Memory, First Winding One, Black Death】

In his heart, an icon depicting a figure wearing a purple-black serpentine feather weave lit up.

The memory of the battle just now slowly deepened and gradually became ingrained in his mind.

And - he himself, apart from the power of rejuvenation, the most fundamental physical foundation is slowly recovering.

It's the effect of battle memory.

In the world of wolves, the talent of the wolf's own body is quite superior.

Coupled with the transparent world in Tanjuro's soul, he can reproduce it decently almost once after seeing the enemy's moves.

The same is true of the principle of combat memory.

By repeatedly observing the process of their own battles, they deduce different possibilities and gradually strengthen their strength - restore the foundation of their body.

This will mean that one day, Tanjuro will be able to completely restore his physical foundation to normal through battle memories.

At that time, even if he doesn't consume the power of resurrection, Tanjuro will be able to maintain his current abundant strength.

The half-amputated arm of the Black Death Mou contains something unimaginably rich.

A series of mutations made Tanjuro fall into an impasse in thinking.

"We just need these things, and we'll be leaving soon..."

Zhu Shizheng explained softly, but she quickly noticed Tanjuro's stunned expression.

After being silent for a while, Zhu Shi tentatively asked Tanjuro:

“… Mr. Kamado? ”

After being stunned for a while, Tanjuro quickly reacted, looked at Zhu Shi again, and nodded:

"Well, sorry, I got distracted."

Creak...

Yushiro's forehead on the side once again protruded a tic-tac-toe, and he turned his head and looked at Tanjuro viciously.

Distract yourself while others are talking!

It's so rude!

Yushiro thought viciously, but didn't say anything—because it would make Miss Zhushi angry.

Zhu Shi also added at this time:

"If we're going to cause trouble, we're leaving..."

Ignoring Yushiro, Tanjuro thought slightly in his heart, and he said calmly to Zhushi:

"It doesn't have to be that way, Miss Zhushi."

"Speaking of which, I personally need your help..."

Tanjuro looked at Zhu Shi's pupils, his tone thoughtful and thoughtful.

Now, the physical recovery is covered by the memory of the battle, but the recovery path that can be found must also be found.

Moreover.

In the original world line, there is no existence of its own.

Midouzi turned into a ghost, and Zhu Shi researched Midouzi's blood and developed an elixir that can turn the oni back into a human - used to target Wu Miao.

But now, Midouko hasn't turned into a ghost...

In the puzzled eyes of Zhu Shi and Yushiro, Tanjuro slowly stated:

"My body is very weak."

Yushiro was stunned.

——？

His calm gaze glanced at Tanjuro's muscles, which could be clearly seen under Haori.

The look in his eyes ranged from calm to questioning to incredulous.

"You guy..."

“… Is it serious? ”

Yushiro frowned tightly, he tilted his head slightly, and questioned Tanjuro in an unbelievable tone.