in2ebook Chapter 115: Nightmare Death - Part
Chapter 115: Nightmare Death - Part
Deep in the mountains
After the sun sets, dusk spreads quietly like a huge net.
Kokushibo, who was teleported by Mingnu, walked alone on the loess road leading from the bottom of the mountain to the mountainside.
There was a slight muffled sound as footsteps stepped on the loess, and there were dense woods on both sides of the road.
In the dim light, the outlines of the trees became blurred and mysterious, while the dim sky reflected the figure of Kokushibo.
Kokushibo's eyes were fixed on the looming mountainside in front of him. With every step he took, his anticipation grew.
Finally, the house on the hillside came into view, standing there quietly.
When he saw the house, an inexplicable emotion enveloped Kokushibo's mind.
Long time no see, my descendants.
Kokushibo stood there in a daze. Although he had already disguised himself, he was now lost in memories of the past.
"Hello, who are you?"
"Ah, this is my child! Isn't he cute? Do you want a hug?"
"Nice to meet you."
"Goodbye sir, you are welcome to visit us next time!"
By now, they have grown up, right?
Thinking of the two children, Kokushibo's iron face, which had always been calm, gradually softened and the corners of his mouth slowly rose.
A woman heard footsteps, opened the door of the hut, and saw Kokushibo standing at the door.
The woman looked at him in surprise and covered her mouth. "Ah! Sir?"
"Long time no see."
When he came to his senses, Kokushibo had already entered the house as a guest, and two children who looked similar came up to the man curiously.
Youzhilang, who looked more lively and energetic, frowned slightly, pursed his lips, and his small body was tense, revealing a hint of vigilance.
Protecting his younger brother Muichiro behind him, he was not polite to Kokushibo, "Who are you?"
The mother scolded, "Youyilang, be polite!"
"Hmph!" Then he said, "Hello."
"Hello, my name is... Yan Sheng."
Kokushibo stretched out his hand and wanted to touch Yuichiro's head, but he dodged it. It was Yuichiro who took the initiative to stretch his head out for Kokushibo to touch.
I only heard Muichiro's soft voice: "Hello, nice to meet you, my name is Tokito Muichiro.
"Sir? What's wrong with you?!"
It turned out that Kokushibo shed two lines of tears without realizing it.
Only then did he realize that ghosts could also shed tears, and that he knew he owed so many people.
Whether it was Yuanyi or his nominal wife.
In the pursuit of the strongest martial arts, there are inevitably many trade-offs.
Is your current life really what you want?
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On the other side, the Demon Slayer Corps is organizing its personnel at a very fast speed, preparing for the final battle.
In a spacious open space, several pillars gathered together, surrounded by dozens of Demon Slayer Corps members.
Kocho Kanae pointed at the three people next to her and said to Kocho Shinobu, "Shinobu, you should team up with them and go to Tokyo to search."
"Okay sister."
Then he turned to look at Tomioka Giyuu and the other two, "I'm leaving my sister to you."
"No problem," then Sane turned to Shinobu Kocho and said, "Hello, Miss Shinobu Kocho, leave the direction to us! We are very powerful."
Although Tomioka Giyuu had a blank expression on his face, he still agreed, "That's right."
"Huh?" Shinobu Kocho couldn't help but be secretly surprised when she saw Giyu Tomioka, and covered her mouth and nose.
This guy looks just like my taste, but I don’t know what his personality is like.
Butterfly came back to her senses and couldn't help scolding herself, how could she have such an improper thought!
The thin red mist faded away, and Butterfly Shinobu took a deep breath and said to Butterfly Kanae: "Don't worry, sister, I can take care of myself."
"Ah."
At the same time, Uzui Tengen was also talking to his three wives, and he glanced at the boy who was teaming up with his wives.
He warned: "You kid, I warn you not to hold my wives back, otherwise..."
As he said this, Tengen Uzui raised his sandbag-sized fist.
"Master Tianyuan, don't do this!"
"The Komurata people are very nice, we'll be fine."
"Yes, yes!"
Murata trembled under the malicious gaze of the Sound Pillar and could only muster up his courage, "Don't worry, Master Sound Pillar, I won't hold you back."
This scene also happened to many people.
They are all swordsmen who have passed the Demon Slayer Corps' entrance examination and successfully joined the Demon Slayer Corps.
Four people form a team, and each team is responsible for patrolling a place in Neon.
After completing their assigned tasks, the six pillars quickly gathered together and prepared to search outward along the central area of the train station as planned.
"Have you heard? Don't take the Neon, I heard..."
"Is that so? Ghosts really exist?!"
"How terrible! Luckily, my bus is not the Neon one."
"It's the 19th century now. There shouldn't be so many ghost stories. We should talk about science in everything."
"Science? Then how do you explain this? The missing person hasn't been found yet!"
"Uh... this, this, I don't know either. Anyway, I don't believe in ghosts or gods!"
As soon as everyone arrived at the core of the train station, the Tokyo platform, they heard a few passers-by talking about something there.
After hearing this, they found the clue!
As the strongest person, the representative of all the pillars, Ji Guofeng, took the initiative to step forward and inquire in detail.
He came up to the people who were discussing this and asked, "Hello, may I ask what's the situation with that neon number?"
"Hello..."
"Get out of the way, let me talk!"
"Here's the thing-"
After listening to what several people said, Ji Guofeng frowned seriously and said with pretended relief: "Thank you, I didn't know about this. Fortunately, I didn't buy a ticket for the Neon Train."
"You're welcome!"
Returning to the others, Ji Guofeng told them everything about the incident.
"That's the thing. If I'm not mistaken, the one on the Neon must be the Sleeping Ghost."
"Without further delay, let's go buy tickets for the Neon train!"
"Yes!"
Everyone looked at each other, nodded in unison, and went towards the ticket purchase point.
"Give me six tickets for the Neon train, to anywhere you want."
Agatsuma Jingyan added, "We are on a horror expedition. Talk of ghosts and gods is nonsense."
When others heard this, they didn't expect this guy to have thought so thoroughly.
The ticket seller looked at a few people worriedly and swallowed. Although he was also afraid of these things, he was just a ticket seller.
At present, there is no order to stop the neon number, so tickets still need to be sold.
He quickly handed the six tickets to the people outside and mourned for them in secret.
These young people really don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. I wish them good luck. Alas~
I got the ticket and it was the closest train, which was at 7pm.
"Give."
Sharing the tickets with others, they patiently waited for nightfall in the waiting room.
Time passed by minute by minute, and several people became impatient and rubbed the cloth bag containing the Sun Blade from time to time.
The government has not yet banned guns and swords, but in order to avoid being discovered by the sleeping ghost, they still disguised themselves.
A low and powerful roar came from afar, and a steam train, wrapped in billowing smoke, slowly drove towards the station like a steel behemoth.
The black front of the train gleamed with metallic luster under the sunlight, and the huge wheels turned rhythmically, making a dull sound every time they hit the rails.
White steam gushed out from the front of the car like clouds, rising and filling the air, bringing a unique scent.
The members of the Demon Slayer Corps on the platform began to get restless, and of course they were the only ones looking forward to it.
Some passers-by who knew the inside story were worried about the next journey, while those who were unaware were looking forward to the warmth of home.
"Walk."
As the train door opened, Ji Guofeng spoke.