Tong Mo took a deep breath and had already thought of introducing himself in his head, but he retreated as soon as he took a step.

No, I can't beat Mr. Severes.

There is nothing scary about death, but it is very irrational to die. Judging from my own strength, I will definitely be straightforward when dying, and at least let me say something to him.

Ah, by the way, there is a ghost nearby whose blood ghost technique seems to be related to the shielding breath. Let's try it out first.

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"What's wrong with Tanjiro?" Zenyi asked in confusion, "Hurry up, what are you doing?"

"Zenyi, have you heard anything? I seem to smell the ghost." Tanjiro tightened the strap of the box on his shoulder, looking solemn, "There is a strong smell of blood, maybe it's the Twelve Ghost Moon."

"No." Ziyi recalled, "I only felt Nezuko in the neighborhood. If you want to say something special - I just heard the boiling sound of Sukikao! I really want to eat it!"

"I want to eat tempura."

Because Inosuke was wearing a wild boar hood on his head, he attracted the attention of others, and no passers-by dared to approach him, so he walked out of a no-man's land on the bustling streets. Now he came over, and there was no one around Tanjiro and Simoni.

"Tempura? Do you have money?" Simono stared at Inosuke with contemptuous eyes. "Although you have done tasks, you haven't saved money well at all."

"What? Isn't there any Severus? Let him treat him."

“Nani——?”

Not far ahead, the Spotted ears on Shinori's shoulders moved, keenly capturing several keywords that Inosuke said.

"It's just a human cub that has been raised by Shivis for such a small period of time." Madara used his paws to give a very small distance. He couldn't find it if he didn't get in. "He is so arrogant. Humph, let's keep the dream words until night."

"He agreed, you can find him to have dinner in the future." Iinosuke was unexpectedly not angry. In his perception, Madara was just a cat. From the perspective of a beast, such a small animal cannot pose a threat.

"Even if I agree, I can go back on my word, let alone Severus." Madara snorted, raised his head and made a proud gesture, patted Shi Lu who was pressed under his paws, "Did you see this? This is Master Madara's mount."

"Since a long time ago, Lord Ban started raising it. He worked very hard to feed yam soup and steamed buns every day to become like this."

Relying on the fact that these three little ghosts had no idea about Shi Lu, Ban began to talk nonsense, "Mr. Ban buried the seeds in the mountains, watered and fertilized them, and the final harvest, all of which were done by himself. It took a long time to grow such one."

"So it's not an exaggeration to say that this is my pet. You, a human being, are pets at best, haha!"

"No, no matter how you look at it, it's the opposite." Shan Yi complained faintly, "This type of body is obvious only if you eat a lot of pets."

"What do you know! Such smooth lines." Madara stood up and shook, and the flesh on her body made a sound effect like wavy lines. "Do you know how many monsters are envious? Such a perfect body..."

"Right! Hives!"

"Yes, yes, yes, Madara is super handsome and has perfect lines that no one can compare to." Shiruo responded and took him off his shoulders, "Go to have a meal now? Since Zenyi likes Sukiku, then go and eat it."

"Select some tempura, I'll treat you."

"Where is Tanjiro, what do you want to eat?"

"I can do anything!" Tanjiro responded. As the eldest man, he often accommodates his younger brother and sister when he was at home and is not picky about food. "Thank you very much!"

Several people decided on the destination, Tanjiro was responsible for smelling the smell, and Zenyi was looking for a way out by the abstract thing that he said was the sound of happiness, and the store soon appeared in front of them.

"It smells so good..." Madara finally felt willing to get off Shi Lu. He jumped to the table to observe and naturally chose a position against the wall. Then he found a fork for himself and brought a bowl over.

"What, the little guy called the stove is right? Move that table over and put it together with this one."

"It's not the stove, it's the stove door, Tanjiro's stove door." Tanjiro said loudly in dissatisfaction, but he still obediently moved the table.

Shi Lu went to the boss to order food and pay.

"Do you want a beef pot?"

"Well, you can just do it. I hope you can get more money. I will add more money." Shi Lu responded gently, "These children I have brought are still old."

"Boys need to eat more!" The boss smiled generously, "But eating beef is only popular after Westerners come. We didn't eat much before."

"Ah, judging by your appearance, are you Western?"

"So, I came to Japan a long time ago."

The boss naturally didn't know that Shi Lu was the Heian era a long time ago, so he praised him, "You speak Japanese so well, and your accent is very authentic."

While he was talking, he collected the money once. When he looked up, he saw the guests standing at the door. So he greeted Shi Lu and went to entertain him.

"You are the one you just now..."

The figures of the people were blurred when the street lights were exposed, and it was not easy to see their faces clearly when facing the lights. However, the boss had a good memory. Although he had changed his clothes, he still recognized them with his recognizable hair color.

Tong Mo spread the folding fan with a thud, covering the lower half of his face and responded with a smile, "It's me. I have been walking for a long time but I haven't found the food I want to eat. Finally, I returned here, so I thought about eating Sukipot."

After he went to find the ghost he knew, he rushed back immediately. With his high-speed maneuverability, he changed his clothes and took a simple shower. He confirmed that there was no blood before he dared to come.

It's the meal time now, and the number of people is gradually increasing. In addition to the church members specially arranged by Tong Mo, the small shops were soon filled with people.

Tong Mo looked at the boss with satisfaction and pretended to be careless, helping him out, "I'll ask if anyone is willing to play tables with me, boss, you can go and do it first."

"Okay, come and find me after you have figured out something."

The few people who were eating so much that they suddenly felt a shadow cast from above, and they stopped their chopsticks and looked up.

The evil ghost on the second string restrained his breath, combed his white oak hair into obedience and tied a small braid, and the engravings in his eyes were also hidden. In addition, his decent kimono and smiling look, it looked really good at first glance.

Especially those eyes that reflect light like glass and appear colorful, are really beautiful.

Shi Lu certainly knew who this was, but he was determined to train the main three, so he kept pretending to be unaware of it.

"The store is full. Can I play the table with you?" Tong Mo clasped his hands together and looked like he was asking, "I will be careful not to disturb you."

"Of course, please sit down!" Tanjiro said first, and he stood up to bring a chair for Tongma, "Don't care about us!"

Tongma narrowed his eyes and glanced at the box that Tanjiro placed beside him, then sat down directly opposite Shiruo.

Ahhh, the blood of Lord Wusan began to get restless. In my lifetime, I could actually feel such a strong feeling. Although it was borrowed from others, I really felt it.

Although he still looked calm on the surface, Tong Mo's body had already trembled slightly. If he were still a human, a strange blush would appear on his face - if you want to eat him, no, no, you can't do this. You must protect it well and lock it up. It's best to lock it in the room. If you can secretly take a look every day, you will be satisfied...

After a long period of fermentation, Wusan's feelings for Shilu have become something that is incomprehensible. He wants to eat him, love him, fear his force, and wants to get close but has to stay away. Self-deception and his understanding of cruel reality... everything is mixed together.

possessiveness, love, fear, appetite, protection, cherish...

These children have been living for more than two hundred years and have never experienced the slightest emotion or desire but cannot understand. They have obtained everything just by just watching Shi Lu.

Just like the gift of God, the miracle given by God.

Tong Mo, who was instilled with the concept of being a son of God since childhood, actually didn't believe in the existence of God from the bottom of his heart. After becoming an evil ghost who needs cannibalism, he sneered even more, but now he is a little convinced of fate.

The meaning of becoming a ghost must be today, right?

It must be for today's relationship?

Tanjiro, who was sitting next to Tomo, keenly noticed something was wrong, "Sir... are you feeling uncomfortable? It seems to be trembling all the time."

"Because I came by at night, I feel a little cold. It will be fine in a while, so don't worry."

Tong Mo quickly lie, but still attracted Madara's attention.

What's this kid's look?

Ban stopped eating, put a piece of beef in his mouth back into the raw egg liquid, and carefully looked at the child's moth that seemed harmless to humans and animals.

The creepy feeling just now...

It's a bit like Muzan Kimuzan.

Madara didn't say that he could not beat Wusan, nor was he afraid of him. He was just disgusted by the ability to regenerate even if there was only a little bit left and the sticky and malicious intention that could be followed by shadows.

"Hey! You guy!" Iinosuke suddenly slapped the chopsticks in his hand on the table, "Eat when you eat, staring at Shivis for something! He still smiled so disgustingly! Are you here to find fault?"

"I feel unhappy when I see you! Go out and have a fight later! I want to beat you down!"

"Wait, hey! Inosuke!" Tanjiro tried his best to hold down Inosuke's hand that wanted to draw his sword, "You can't do this! You must be polite!"

"Who cares! This disgusting guy looks at Shivis with that look!"

"...what?" Tanjiro knew that Inosuke was the type who would not lie, so he looked back at Tongma in confusion, but only saw his well-behaved smile.

"I understand." Tanjiro decided to use his trump card first, "You can't do it in Iinosuke."

"Because I'm not used to eating with others, I feel embarrassed now. Do you want to find an excuse to go out?"

"Since this is the case, there is no way. After all, everyone has different communication skills. There are also people like Inosuke who will get angry at strangers."

But this time, Inosuke was not aroused as he had been as excited as Tanjiro thought, and he still stared at Tongma and refused to give up.

Zen Yi sighed with the bowl, moved to Shi Lu to sit down, and continued to eat, "Well, it's started again, Mr. Shivis, we'll just eat it ourselves, ignore the fool."

"Okay, do you want to add another plate of meat?"

Shi Lu calmly endured Tong Mo's gaze and the quarrel between the two little ones. He was in the Shura field for many years. He practiced perfectly with ignoring this skill, as if the focus of all this was not himself at all.

The restless sound of the crowd suddenly came outside the store, and everyone's praise and amazement could be heard.

"This is really beautiful."

"Is this a courtesan? Is this a courtesan?"

"Which wife is it?"

"This posture is really elegant, probably a very noble background."

What came in was Mingsha. She walked over in a purple sleeve and walked over slowly, heading straight towards Shi Lu.
To be continued...