Demon Slayer: Tanjuro Kamado returns from Sekiro

Chapter 73 – The Gaze of Ji Guoyan Sheng
The moonlight gradually dimmed.

The sky was pale, although it was still very dark.

in the forest.

Tanjuro's eyes were a little dazed.

Tanjuro knew every single word that Yuirou said, but when put together, he couldn't understand what he was talking about.

Helpless, Tanjuro had no choice but to look at Purgatory Makijuro, who was leaning against a tree and resting with his eyes closed.

——Makijuro came with Muichiro and the others, so he should know something.

Who knows.

"…what are you saying?"

Purgatory Makijuro's reaction was the same as that of Tanjuro, he almost came to the side of Yuichiro with a big stride, with a shocked expression:

"Tree?" Makijuro pointed at the Bantengu who had just been chopped into ashes by Tanjuro:

"You said it was a tree?"

Shi Tou Weiyilang was stunned for a moment, he looked at Makijuro who was full of bewilderment, and nodded in the same bewilderment:

"That's right." He seemed startled by Makijuro's sudden loud voice, his brain froze, and he replied subconsciously:

"I am a woodcutter, and I make a living by selling firewood."

Purgatory Makijuro froze for a moment, and the astonishment on his face became more intense.

As if he couldn't believe it, he gestured with his hands, hesitantly, and confirmed again:
"Chopped... that... tree?"

Shi Tou Weiyilang nodded again affirmatively.

The tree— Mr. Ji Guo told him.

But to be honest, except for the tree—the only man didn't know what to call this kind of thing.

It can still grow back after being cut, and its appearance is lumpy.

Wei Weilang now thinks that the name tree is very reasonable.

"No, no no no." Makijuro shook his head continuously.

"It's not right." Makijuro scratched his head suddenly, he frowned, touched his chin with his hand, and looked at Shitou, father and son in disbelief.

--Too strange…

The woodcutter...how can he hold a knife?

For a moment, countless questions came to my mind.

but.

"Bang bang bang!!"

Suddenly, there was a violent stomping sound from the direction behind Tanjuro!
Several people looked back in astonishment.

soon.

A few people away, Tanjuro sprinted to open the end of the road, and saw a burly figure running wildly.

dust kicks up behind it
"Namo Amitabha!!"

Beimingyu Xingming held the chain in his hand, recited Buddhist scriptures, and was running towards this side non-stop.

The sudden disappearance of Shou Potian gave him a bad feeling.

In addition, after he reported to Tanjuro loudly, he didn't get a response.

Only then did he run wildly in a hurry.

After running in front of the crowd, looking left and right, and swung the solar meteor hammer twice.

He turned his head slightly and looked at Tanjuro:
"Mr. Zaomen, the third winding is now..."

Tanjuro smiled, and slowly opened his mouth, forgetting that the white steam he exhaled overflowed at this moment:
"already dead."

Hearing this, Beimingyu stopped the dangling meteor hammer and nodded:
"...I see."

Although he still had doubts, he was no longer surprised.

The impression I had when we first met had already changed, and Beimingyu had discovered many unimaginable qualities in Tanjuro.

For example - perception.

Beimingyu was born blind, but he has cultivated a clear mind for many years by reciting Buddhist scriptures and sensing his surroundings.

But just now, he failed to detect the trace of Bantengu several times, but Tanjuro was able to spot it immediately and chased after him.

——If only me and Makijuro were here tonight.

——I'm afraid, I can only keep the pot.

Beimingyu Xingming took out the Buddhist beads and flicked them with one hand, two lines of clear tears poured out of his eyes.

just now.

Two winders were killed, which is good news.

Bringing this news back home will definitely inspire people's hearts...

click.

Staring at Shitou and his son for a long time, Purgatory Makijuro shook his head, he curled his lips, with a vicissitudes of life:

"Maybe there are ghosts left in the village, let's go."

Saying that, Makijuro took a special look at Tanjuro.

Just when everyone nodded and was about to leave the vicinity.

wow——

A burst of red and white entangled light rose from the ashes of Ban Tiangou.

Instead, he plunged into Tanjuro's chest.

And - floating in mid-air, a stack of white paper figures.

then.

In the puzzled eyes of several people.

"I'll be there soon."

Tanjuro suddenly stopped in his tracks, turned around, and stretched out his hand to catch the air above Bantengu a few times.

— Strange uncle.

From the bottom of his heart, Ichiro silently put such a label on Tanjuro.

……

Not long after everyone left.

【Battle Memory Half-day Dog】

Tanjuro felt the power of resurrection in his body.

The vacant piece of resurrection was filled, and the power of resurrection with an upper limit of two was completely filled.

And the resurrection brought by the half-day dog ​​exceeded the upper limit, overflowing two pieces.

This overflowing resurrection did not disappear directly.

Instead, like the battle memory, it turned into substantial physical fitness, and a small amount of it merged into Tanjuro's body.

……

Forest edge.

Tanjuro repeated the above operation while passing the ashes of the jade pot.

The number of resurrections brought by the jade pot is one less than that of the half-day dog.

There are a total of ten paper figurines that are superimposed by the two.

But right now.

hum-

Keeping vigilant, Tanjuro, who had been driving through the world, suddenly noticed a hidden line of sight.

He raised his head and looked in the direction of the depths of the forest.

Deep in the forest.

In perception, a vague human figure is standing there, and some familiar human muscles that have been polished to the peak gradually emerge.

Until—Tanjuro saw the six eyeballs on the man's head.

The golden eyes are staring straight at this side!

After noticing Tanjuro's gaze, those six eyes even met Tanjuro's.

! !
Tanjuro's heart that had just been slackened tightened instantly, and he suddenly grasped the wedge pill that had been cooled and sheathed at his waist, and looked forward cautiously.

——It's Black Death Mou!
He gripped the handle of the knife tightly and stood where he was.

Hei Si Mou stood in the depths of the forest, standing still.

The two were far apart, but they looked at each other.

for a long time.

Black Death Mou looked directly at Tanjuro.

As if showing it to him.

The upper and lower pairs of eyes gradually close together.

Tanjuro was slightly taken aback.

——?
Before Tanjuro could react, he understood what this meant.

Maybe it was dawn, or maybe something else.

Black Death Mou no longer looked at this side, and quickly disappeared in place, far away from Tanjuro's perception range.

Unlike last time.

Tanjuro didn't sense any hostility from Heishimu's gaze.

……

……

Shortly after.

Its daybreak.

Forging knife village.

"oh oh!"

Wuichiro stood on a hillside. He looked down at the whole forging knife village from a high position, raised his hands tightly, turned his head and shouted to Yilang:

"Brother! Look!"

He pointed to the ruins of Forging Knife Village:

"There is actually a village so close to our home!" Muichiro's eyes were full of novelty:

"We didn't know that before!"

Ichiro pretended not to hear, he glanced to the other side.

- what village...

He glanced down slightly.

——This...is just a ruin.

(End of this chapter)