"rustle--"

A breeze blew by, and the branches outside the wall swayed together, making a rustling sound when they hit the wall.

Everyone in the courtyard fell silent after listening to Shang Quannai's words.

"...Who is not afraid of death..." The thin man's face was full of impatience. He squatted on the ground and muttered quietly.

Shang Quannai glanced at the thin man squatting on the ground. As a ghost, his hearing was naturally very good. He grinned and shouted to the thin man:

"Say it louder!"

When the thin man heard this, his body froze instantly, and tension instantly enveloped his whole body. He glanced at Shang Quanna with twinkling eyes.

"!"

After discovering that Shang Quannai was indeed looking at him, the thin man suddenly trembled with fright.

However, when he found that the eyes of the people around him began to focus on him following Shang Quannai's gaze, he couldn't hold back any longer.

A surge of blood rushed into his heart. He stood up suddenly, took two deep breaths, looked directly at Shang Quannai, and shouted angrily:

"Who is not afraid of death!?"

"If they weren't so hungry and the weather was so cold at night, who would come here to join some kind of demon slaying team?!"

Seeing the thin man angrily reprimanding God for being unfair, Shang Quannai couldn't help but applaud him in his heart.

Well said! Get out of here quickly! Never be involved in anything related to ghosts again in your life!

Along with everyone else too!

Shang Quannai thought this way, and just when he was about to speak, he saw the thin man suddenly burst into tears.

He raised his head, opened his eyes wide, and grinned down at the corners of his mouth. The scruffy stubble and black eye bags showed his decadence.

Tears dripped down his cracked skin. He choked on his throat and breathed deeply:

"Not contacting my family? I came here just to find a chance to contact my mother and sister..."

He breathed heavily, and the skin on his neck was stretched by the rhythm of his breathing. Tears had blurred his eyes. It seemed that he had been holding it in for too long, and everything was pouring out at this moment:

"We had an accident on the way to Mount Sagi. My mother and my sister were separated from me. I was alone in this place... No one wanted me to work for them..."

When the thin man mentioned the place name "Samagiri Mountain", the old monk Izuna and my wife Renshan were shocked at the same time.

"I have been begging like this for four months...! Finally there is hope...!"

His hands were open, his brows were slightly drooped, his eyes were full of grief, and silent sobs came from his throat.

Everyone around them lowered their heads, only the old man looked at the silently crying man with pity in his eyes.

Shang Quannai closed his eyes, turned around, took a few deep breaths, and then asked the thin man:

"how old are you?"

The man lowered his head and squatted on the ground in despair, his voice hoarse from the tears:

"...19, then 20 after Xiaoyue."

"Have your mother and sister arrived at Mount Sawu?" Shang Quannai turned around. His heart was extremely heavy at the moment and he looked at the squatting man.

His eyes were squinted, and the thin man's white soul was shaking constantly, as if he was sobbing sadly.

Mount Sagi is a very heavy place.

When he heard the thin man say the name of this place, Shang Quannai's heart skipped a beat.

When the three of them arrived at Mount Sagiri, except for Kamado's family... they found no traces or bodies of anyone else.

Or, this person's mother and sister had been turned into two ghosts in the ghost wave at that time, and finally died in his own hands.

Or, the two of them had died in that empty town, with only blood covering the streets and a stench that filled the sky.

Or, the two people didn't reach Samagiri Mountain at all, but were looking for each other like men in other places.

The rattan warrior closed his eyes and leaned against the tree nearby, seeming to be accustomed to all this.

The thin man raised his eyelids, glanced at Shang Quannai unexpectedly, and wiped the wet tears on his face with his palm:

"Well, they've arrived. To be precise, they've arrived at the town at the foot of Mount Samagiri."

"Our new home is there, and Father is there to meet us..."

"Originally...it was a very happy thing..."

As he spoke, the thin man closed his eyes, shook his head, wiped away the tears from his eyes, and stood up.

"It's ridiculous, crying like this because you are separated from your family." He laughed at himself, and then prepared to walk towards the door of the courtyard.

"Wait." Shang Quannai closed his eyes and let out a long sigh in his heart. He jumped down from the rooftop and casually pulled out two wooden knives from the other side of the courtyard.

The thin man's staggering steps stopped. He turned around in despair and looked at Shang Quannai.

"then!"

"Snapped!"

Shang Quanna threw a wooden knife towards the thin man and raised the wooden knife in his hand towards him.

The thin man grabbed the wooden knife that was leaning toward him with sharp eyes. He felt the huge force coming from the wooden knife, and a cold sweat broke out on his back:

"What do you want to do?!"

Shang Quanna threw the scabbard of the wooden sword to the grass aside, held the handle of the sword with one hand, and pointed the tip of the sword at the dazed, thin man.

He looked at the thin man with firm eyes, full of regret: "What's your name?"

When the thin man saw Shang Quannai's posture, he was so frightened that he quickly grasped the handle of the knife with both hands and held it in front of him:

"Village, Murata!"

"Why are you looking at me like that?!"

He quickly looked at everyone in the courtyard for help, but found that both the guy with white feathers and the warrior with Fuji armor were all looking to the side!

It looks like it has nothing to do with you!

Murata suddenly felt desperate.

Shang Quannai stiffened when he heard the thin man's name.

But without thinking about it, he took a deep breath:

"Murata, the strength test is also a very important step in becoming a member of the Demon Slayer Corps."

Saying that, Shang Quannai suddenly opened his eyes, stood the knife in his hand in front of himself, and made a defensive posture:

"Come! Draw your sword on me!"

Murata was stunned, his hands holding the handle of the knife couldn't help shaking. He could see the strength of Shang Quanna's knife yesterday!

He looked at Shang Quannai with trembling eyes, and shouted with a trembling voice:

"When did I say I wanted to join the Demon Slayer Corps!?"

"Am I not the one who is least qualified?!"

Shang Quanna didn't mean to answer Murata. He held the knife and walked forward step by step:

"If you don't use the knife, then I will take action first."

Murata looked at Shang Quanna's advance, and was so frightened that he backed away repeatedly, shouting as he backed away:

"Wait! Let me think for a moment!!"

Hiding in the corner, holding her own "Raikiri" without any sense of presence, my wife Renzen was watching Murata's dodge, secretly chuckling.
Chapter completed!