Chapter 161 Tattoo
boom!
A green fist shadow slammed into the face of a terrified Demon Slayer swordsman. The huge power caused his entire head to explode instantly, and a pool of red and white stuff was smeared on the wall behind him.
The headless body slowly collapsed to the ground, and the snowflake-like magic under the burly body covered with navy blue tattoos dissipated. The owner of the fist also retracted his bloody fist and shook off the blood in disgust.
He snorted with disdain.
"A bunch of weaklings like ants, damn it..."
After saying this, veins popped up on his face, as if he thought of something infuriating. He vented his anger by kicking the wall of the town next to him, which broke into pieces. The remaining power of the kick was undiminished, and the shock wave generated by it directly destroyed a large number of houses.
The collapsed bricks will fall to the ground, burying the bodies of a large number of Demon Slayer Corps swordsmen who died in miserable conditions. Fortunately, the battle took place in a deserted corner of the town and no casualties were caused.
The evil ghost's angry roar also sounded at this time.
"Kuroshibo has disappeared... Hantengu is a coward... Daki is hiding in her territory again... What a bunch of rubbish... What a bunch of rubbish!"
Having said that, the pink-haired evil ghost could no longer suppress his anger. He squatted slightly, his muscles bulged, and thick veins like earthworms emerged on his muscles, and the earth began to tremble violently.
"I am the only one who is following the orders of Master Muzan and looking for the swordsman with the large sword on his back!"
Just as the evil ghost was about to explode, snowflakes fell from the sky, and beautiful and regular ice crystals landed in front of the evil ghost's eyes, which were extremely ferocious due to anger.
For some reason, the evil ghost's body slowly relaxed, stretched out his tattooed hand to catch the falling snowflakes, and placed it in front of himself, stunned for a moment.
There seemed to be some images flashing before his eyes, but then they disappeared along with the melting snowflakes. After a moment, the evil ghost returned to normal and looked towards the deep mountains beside the town, humming softly.
"That direction... Wash your neck and wait... I hope you are a strong man."
He raised his leg and stomped the ground hard, his body flew up into the sky, and then fell into the mountains. He repeated this process over and over again. The evil ghost kept blasting up large pieces of sand and rocks in the mountains and forests while chasing the person he was looking for.
In the town, more and more townspeople were awakened from their deep sleep. They originally thought it was just an earthquake, which was not surprising in this country, but then they saw the long-abandoned area and the collapsed buildings.
Some enthusiastic and bold townspeople came to the collapsed building, wanting to see why it collapsed, but at a glance they saw the dilapidated figure under the building.
Suddenly, screams resounded throughout the town, and the townspeople worked together to remove the stones that were pressing on the bodies. However, the tragic state of the corpses was too much to accept, and they all bent over and retched.
But at this moment, a cry of surprise suddenly rang out.
"Hey! Come and give me a hand, this guy is still breathing!"
When the townspeople heard this, they didn't even bother to retch. They swallowed their saliva and ran towards the direction where the sound came from. As soon as they got there, they saw a dull middle part under large bricks and wooden boards.
He was stunned at first, then immediately realized that this was the survivor. He quickly moved the debris that was pressing on his hair, carried the person on his back, and ran to the town's clinic.
Looking at the other party's departing back, the townspeople prayed silently in their hearts.
Hope it's okay...
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Ha ha……
Panting heavily, Xuan Mi ran between the mountains and forests. His face looked normal and he had not turned into a ghost, but his expression was a little ferocious due to fatigue. A large sword tied with a red rope was pressed against his back.
In his arms, the owl looked very comfortable, its outstretched legs twitching from time to time, quietly enjoying the joy of being able to move without flapping its wings. However, its weight made the already tired Xuan Mi even worse.
While running, Xuan Mi looked at the wolf in the distance that was almost shrunk into a point, and recalled what happened two days ago.
………………
“…This…is for you.”
Xuan Mi had an expression of disbelief on his face as he watched Wolf produce a large sword that was taller than him from somewhere, tie a red rope on it and hand it to him.
"Where did you get him from, Mr. Hirata?"
While asking questions, Xuan Mi tried to pull out the sword. However, the sword was not only very heavy, but also very long. Even if he stretched out his arms completely, he was unable to pull it out.
Looking at this scene, Wolf thought for a moment and took the knife back from the other person's hand. He took out a small carving knife from his arms and cut a hole on the edge of the scabbard little by little, while looking at Xuan Mi intently.
"…Actually…I also have a special physique…"
After saying that, he tied the improved knife behind Xuan Mi's back.
"..."
Xuan Mi naturally wouldn't believe this fool's words, but since the other party didn't say anything, he naturally couldn't ask without any interest, and Wolf continued to talk to Xuan Mi.
"... In order to take care of you... I won't use the grappling hook to travel... The speed will be slowed down... You don't need to transform into a ghost normally..."
Hearing this, Xuan Mi lowered his head in shame, blaming himself in his heart for saying that he would not hold back, but still delaying Mr. Hirata's schedule. But at the same time, a warm feeling flowed through his heart, and he was deeply moved.
Touching the scabbard of the large sword on his back, he encouraged himself secretly.
This must be Mr. Hirata's training for me, letting me train with weights on his back!
Thinking of this, Xuan Mi looked at the owl who was doing nothing beside him, gently held him in his arms, and whispered.
"From now on, I will carry you while running to add more weight to myself!"
Hearing this, Owl's eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly, finding Xuan Mi's face more and more pleasing to the eye.
Xuan Mi also smiled and had a beautiful yearning for the future.
But the smile on his face disappeared as the wolf started running. In just a blink of an eye, the wolf's body became as small as a soybean in Xuanmi's eyes.
By the time he reacted, the wolf had completely disappeared from his sight. Not only that, when Xuan Mi gritted his teeth and chased after it with the command of the owl in his arms, he found that the wolf was running non-stop as if it knew no fatigue.
During the rest time at night, Xuan Mi, who had finally caught up, was in great pain, but since he had decided the route himself, he had no right to say anything. He could only fall into a deep sleep and repeat yesterday's process the next day.
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The memories ended, and Xuan Mi, panting, had caught up with the wolf who was waiting for him at the foot of another mountain and had already prepared a meal.
The owl in his arms was no longer the owl that could not be driven away. It flapped its wings and flew up on its own, landing next to the wolf and begging for food.
Seeing Xuan Mi’s devastated look, Wolf thought for a moment and whispered to him.
“…faster than yesterday…”
Hearing the wolf's praise, Xuan Mi, who was about to collapse, immediately blushed. He bowed deeply to the wolf with a calm expression and thanked him loudly.
"Thanks to this knife, with the weights I will improve every day!"
Seeing the other party's serious look, the wolf ignored the owl that stretched out its wings to take credit for him. His expression became a little strange. He just didn't want the good knife to be buried among his possessions.
However, since the other party thought so, he did not correct it. Looking at the mountain in front of him, there were many trees on the mountain. Even in winter, he could smell the fragrance of wood at the foot of the mountain.
However, for some reason, all the trees on the mountain looked like the same kind of tree. The wolf, who didn't know what kind of tree it was, asked Xuan Mi, who was eating radish rice with big mouthfuls of food and was very hungry.
“…What kind of tree is this?”
Looking up, Xuan Mi looked at the mountains not far away while chewing radish rice. After thinking for a moment, he swallowed the food in his mouth and said to the wolf with some uncertainty.
“It should be a peach tree…”