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the other side.

The sun gradually sets towards the west, the dusk glow gradually dissipates on the horizon, and a touch of night slowly falls.

In the mountains and forests, the hot atmosphere of the day gradually dissipates, and the cool and humid mist gradually begins to fill the air.

"It's already dark!"

Purgatory Jinjuro looked up at the faint moon hanging in the sky, and subconsciously held the handle of the knife at his waist.

The muscles in his forearms couldn't help but tighten.

"Your Excellency! Please follow me, the night is very dangerous."

“Even for me, it’s hard to guarantee that I can safely spend a whole night in the wild by myself!”

Purgatory Jinjuro's expression was cautious, and he told Shang Quanna in a serious tone:

"But! I will do my best to protect you!"

Shang Quanna watched Purgatory Renjuro turn around, he subconsciously narrowed his eyes and looked around Renjuro's body.

A faint crimson flame enveloped Nishourou. Although it was very weak and could only cover his body, its brightness was extremely dazzling.

This is vindictiveness.

Through keen perception, one can best intuitively understand the standard of a person's combat power.

The fighting spirit around the current Purgatory Jinjuro is not as rich as the Enzhu Anjuro in the original work.

It can even be said to be a world of difference.

But it far exceeds the fighting spirit of Tanjiro who crushed Mugen Train during the period.

"When there is danger, please run away quickly. Don't worry about me."

Purgatory Jinjuro turned sideways and started walking towards the other side of the mountain: "I can easily deal with ordinary ghosts by myself."

"Um."

"...How many people are there in the Demon Slayer Squad now?"

Nao Senna recalled Takehara who was seriously injured during the day, and he asked Nijuro.

rustle--

A loud sound came from the distant mountain peaks.

As a human being, Jinjuro Purgatory could not hear such a small sound. He still remained vigilant, holding the knife at his waist and walking slowly on the road.

"The current Demon Slayer Squad? The total number of members is about sixty."

Purgatory Jinjuro raised his head and thought for a while, then answered Shang Quanna.

rustle--

"Um."

Shang Quannai followed him without saying a word, turning his head slightly, his scarlet eyes staring straight at the direction of the noisy sound in the night.

——It’s a ghost.

He squinted his eyes, and the cool summer breeze at night gently blew through his hair, bringing him information about the surrounding environment.

The transparent world opened instantly, and the outline of the red figure in the distance was constantly moving.

A figure crawling on the ground, with a deformed body, covered in scars and pustules, and thin limbs, was climbing towards this side quickly.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Thick saliva hung casually around his mouth, and he didn't care even if it spilled on his limbs.

——What an ugly ghost.

Shang Quanna looked at the ghost through the transparent world, couldn't help frowning, and withdrew his eyes in disgust.

Ever since he found himself in the Warring States Period 600 years after the Heian Period, he felt irritated when he thought that Murata Hitoshi and the others might have turned into a handful of loess in the wheel of history.

After seeing the ghost, his mood became even more depressed, and Shang Quannai's face gradually darkened.

In front of him, Purgatory Jinjuro was still wary of his surroundings. He looked at the dark surroundings and said cautiously:

"Your Excellency! Let's speed up a little and rush to the town at the foot of the mountain. Let's rest for the night first!"

He turned around and looked at Shang Quannai seriously, his red flame-like hair swaying in the dark night.

Shang Quanna looked at Purgatory Jinshourou's eyes that seemed to be glowing with blazing orange light in the dark night. He turned his back to the moon and shook his head gently:

"No, Nijuro."

"That's too late."

Shang Quannai paused for a moment, and he listened to the thin, sticky squeaking sound coming from the side:

"Pull out your knife!"

Purgatory Jinjuro raised his head and looked at Shang Quanna standing under the moon, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

Creak...

Shang Quannai squinted his eyes slightly. He felt the sound of the sound approaching at a rapid speed, and said softly to Purgatory Jinjuro:

"coming!"

Whoosh——!!

Before he finished speaking, a sound broke through the air, and a long strip-like thing suddenly sprinted out from the dark woods!

The translucent moisture entwined around the rapidly advancing strip! There was a faint tendency to break the sound barrier!

"So fast!!"

Purgatory Jinjuro reacted suddenly, his pupils shrank, and the sword on his waist was quickly unsheathed!

Click!

Slash hard in the direction of the long strip!

Whoosh!

The white moonlight reflected the traces left by Purgatory Jinjuro's sword, and the white sword light struck the ground hard!

"...It didn't hit!"

Feeling the empty feeling on his hand, Purgatory Jinjuro quickly raised his head in shock.

He looked to his side and saw a long object that seemed to be dodging consciously.

The viscous liquid hangs on the thin tentacles, and the tentacles twist and twitch at will in the moonlight!

…

In the dark mountain forest on the side.

The evil ghost was lying on the ground, with huge pustules on his back, as if breathing, and several identical tentacles were waving loosely.

"That reaction speed... is faster than the ghost hunters I met before..."

His tentacles extended far to the side of Purgatory Jinjuro. The evil ghost laughed strangely and licked his face with his long tongue:

"But... we are human after all!"

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!!

The three tentacles behind him quickly rushed out towards Purgatory Jinjuro!

The evil ghost seemed completely unaware of Shang Quannai who was standing on the stone looking at him.

…

Swish! Swish!

Two white sword lights flashed rapidly in the moonlight.

Purgatory Jinjuro held his breath, held the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, and exerted force on his waist. The peak human body came into play at this moment!

"Ouch!!" Purgatory Jinjuro's eyes widened. The muscles in his arms tensed up. He held the handle of the knife and violently lifted the knife toward the two tentacles flying towards him!

The light of the sword condenses on the tip of the sword! A huge power is swaying and stirred up instantly!

Whoosh!

Poof!

Under the extremely fast upward move, the tentacles that rushed in failed to react and were cut in half vertically from the middle!

The waist and abdomen tightened! The center of gravity sank! Infernal Jinjuro gritted his teeth hard, and the way he held the knife in his hand changed! He slashed the knife down the cassock with both arms!

Whoosh!

Poof!

Snap!
To be continued...