Chapter 116: Talk Under the Moon
In such a strange atmosphere, everyone finished their meal quickly.
After the meal, the old man who was the host of the house stood up and led everyone to arrange the rooms. After looking at the wolf following behind him, he smiled and spoke to everyone.
"My room is right there. If you have any questions, just come find me there."
After saying that, he turned and left, staring at the old man's back. Wolf watched him leave, hoping that he could figure out something.
Tianyin really wanted to catch up and ask what his grandfather had said to the wolf just now, but he did not take action out of courtesy.
Busei was paying attention to Wolf's expression. Just now when he was helping in the kitchen, an obvious sense of malice instantly enveloped the priest's residence.
Everyone present at that time had their heartbeat stop for a moment, but except Inosuke and Fuzugawa, no one else thought that it was caused by the wolf.
Looking at the wolf's clear eyes and calm expression, Busei breathed a sigh of relief and complained secretly in his heart.
This guy... is really a worry...
Following the old man with malicious eyes, Inosuke had a sly smile on his face hidden under the hood. When he thought about teaching this old man a lesson tonight, he couldn't help but let out a strange laugh.
“Uh-huh!”
The Tokito brothers beside him felt nauseous after hearing this, but Inosuke didn't care at all and shouted to everyone.
"I'm going to bed!"
Afterwards, he ran back to his room and fell asleep to recharge his energy for tonight's actions.
Everyone looked at Inosuke curiously, wondering why he was so well behaved today and went to bed early. In the past, he would never go to bed without making a fuss for a while.
However, they did not care too much and went back to their rooms to enjoy the rooms where they might only stay for one night. After all, with Wolf's character, if there was no secret scroll in the priest's ancestral home that could achieve his goal, Wolf would probably ask to leave here tomorrow.
Back to his room, Wolf's room is connected to the courtyard. As long as he opens the shoji door, he can see the tall wisteria tree in the courtyard. Even in autumn and winter, it is still covered with dense flowers.
Walking forward, Wolf opened the shoji door, and the cool autumn and winter night breeze instantly blew away the somewhat turbid air in the house.
Feeling the coolness and watching the moonlight shining through the gaps in the wisteria trees onto the ground, turning the moonlight purple, the wolf sat cross-legged and quietly watched the scene in front of him.
"It's so beautiful..."
Suddenly, a steady sigh sounded beside the wolf, but the wolf was not surprised that there was suddenly a kneeling figure beside him.
"When a ghost sees wisteria flowers... shouldn't they just feel pain and disgust..."
After saying this, the wolf turned his head to look at the dark figure kneeling beside him that looked like a charred corpse, and looked into his three pairs of empty eyes.
“…Kuroshibo…”
Hearing what the wolf said, Kokushibo still stared at the huge wisteria tree and explained to the wolf in his calm voice.
"Indeed...Wisteria flowers can even be considered one of the ghosts' weaknesses..."
Having said this, he raised his right hand, and looking at the red sparks flashing on the dark and dry arm, a fanaticism surged in Kokushibo's hollow eyes.
"But... I am constantly experiencing the pain of being burned by fire... The wisteria flower... can no longer make me feel the slightest bit of pain..."
Hearing Kokushibo's words, Wolf nodded slightly thoughtfully, then turned his head to look at Kokushibo with a hint of questioning in his eyes.
"So...what are you doing here..."
Feeling Wolf's questioning, Kokushibo was silent for a moment, thought for a while, and finally glanced at Wolf and spoke seriously.
"According to Muzan's arrangement, one month later... the lower-rank demons will cause a huge riot, which will consume the combat power of the Demon Slayer Corps and use this opportunity to find the headquarters of the Demon Slayer Corps. The mission of the upper-rank demons is... to kill you..."
Kokushibo told Wolf about the evil spirits' next plan, but Wolf did not look very happy. Instead, he frowned and asked Kokushibo.
"Why tell me?"
Shaking his head, Kokushibo turned his head and stared at the wolf with his six oppressive eyes, speaking word by word.
"Don't get me wrong... I'm telling you this because I want you to know that in the riot a month later... facing the siege of the Upper Ranks, even you won't be able to survive."
"And the Demon Slayer Corps will definitely be discovered and annihilated by Muzan during this turmoil, so... reviving Yoriichir... is the only way for the Demon Slayer Corps to survive this catastrophe!"
Seeing Kokushibo becoming more and more excited, Wolf frowned in confusion, stood up, looked down at the kneeling Kokushibo with a threatening look in his eyes, and his right hand slowly climbed up to the hilt of the Kakimaru at his waist.
"...The black knife is not with me, and I will not revive the person you mentioned... Now... leave here..."
"..."
The room suddenly fell silent. After a moment, Kokushibo slowly stood up, bowed slightly to the wolf, and disappeared in the room the next moment. When he reappeared, he was already standing on the top of the giant wisteria tree.
Gently stroking the purple flowers, Kokushibo turned his back to the moonlight so that his expression could not be seen, and spoke to the wolf in a deep voice.
"I hope that when we meet again, it will be when you find the knife and change your mind... not in the middle of a riot a month later..."
After saying this, his figure disappeared into the moonlight, leaving the wolf standing alone in the house, staring at the full moon in silence.
………………
“Hoo…Hoo…Boo!”
Inosuke suddenly opened his eyes in his sleep, and the snot bubbles coming out of his nose burst. He stood up with a somersault and looked up at the ceiling.
He had already moved a piece of the ceiling away, revealing the dark compartment inside. With a chuckle, Inosuke held the purple pot in one hand, bent his legs slightly, and jumped hard to the edge of the hole.
With one arm, he clenched his whole body in the dark and narrow compartment. If a normal person stayed here, he would only feel squeezed, dark, and unable to move.
But Inosuke was not a normal person. His body shook, and he instantly became as if he had no bones. He crawled forward in the compartment like a caterpillar.
With a smug snort of happiness and a low growl of "pig rush", Inosuke rushed towards the old man's room.
At this time, the old man had not yet fallen asleep. He was sitting cross-legged on the tatami, holding the battle residue given to him by the wolf in his hand. Veins bulged on his face and his eyes were bloodshot. It was unknown how many times he had tried.
Just as he sighed, relaxed, and raised his head to relieve the pain in his cervical spine, he saw a pig's head staring at him quietly on the ceiling.
“Aaaaaaah!!”
With a terrified scream, the old man stood there in a daze, while Inosuke let out a strange cry and fell straight from the ceiling like an upside-down caterpillar.
After squirming on the ground for a while, the pig-headed man slowly stood up with a twisted body, and the frightened old man screamed and retreated using his hands and feet.
"Ahhhhh!!"
He didn't notice that the gray mist in his hand was emitting white light...