The Demon Slayer Team received three bad news during this meeting, and these three things were closely related to each other.

First, it was naturally the incident that Muzan Kimuzan pretended to be the slaughter of the Metropolitan Police Department last night.

Under pressure from Emperor Meiji and the old nobles, the cabinet did not insist that the matter was done by the Demon Killing Team and held accountable, but it has shown full hostility and also said that it hopes that the Demon Killing Team can at least allow Fukukawa to appear and cooperate with the investigation.

Second, there are more than 20 team members who were arrested. Since they were "rescued" by Muzan Kimuzan, it can almost be concluded that they have died.

In addition, the possibility of these team members being transformed into ghosts and leaking important information must be considered.

Although the Demon Slayer Team won many Twelve Ghost Months this year, the number of sacrifices of the team members has reached more than twice that of previous years, which can be said to have suffered heavy losses.

Third, since the Tokyo area was originally under the management of the Infernal Affairs of the Flame Pillar, most of these sacrificed team members were his former subordinates.

After Saya Shikiya told Purgatory Shizuro about what happened yesterday, he received the resignation letter written by the other party after being drunk.

The comrades who lost so many losses at one time were mostly children about the same age as his son. It was understandable that they were unbearable to be stimulated by this kind of stimulation.

Faced with frequent bad news, after a brief sorrow, Yoya Shikiya still formulated various responses.

First of all, since we have confirmed from Immortal Kawa that Muzan Kimuzan can read the memories of the dead ghost, from today on all the ghost killing team members will have to mask when performing missions.

After the Butterfly Sisters go back this time, they will work overtime to develop a mask that does not affect the efficiency of breathing.

After the mask is put into production, it will replace the team uniform and become a reference for the ghost killers to identify each other's identities.

After all, that black uniform is too easy to be recognized by the police and the people, and it must be abolished as soon as possible.

In addition, if there are no victims in urgent need of treatment around, the team members should leave the place immediately after killing the ghost. No matter what happens after the disaster, they will be left to the responsibility of the Hidden Territory.

Furthermore, in order to prevent the cabinet from turning against each other, Sayashiki has notified all the families with the Wisteria Flower pattern to clear their relationship with the Demon Killing Team to avoid being affected.

As for the place where the team members can rest and replenish, it has been changed to a newly established property by the Sayashiki family outside.

Finally, the Demon Killing Team will not respond to Purgatory Hokushiro's resignation for the time being, but the number of team members must be replenished immediately, so the next Fujishiyama trial must be held as soon as possible.

Shinichiro filters back and forth from these messages to find places he can use.

But after thinking about it, he had to do the last one immediately.

That was the group of little ghosts in Fujishiyama, the group of little ghosts he had been targeting since he first met Murata.

But because there were no ghost Buddhas in Oita Prefecture before, he never took action.

As for whether this will cause losses to the Demon Slayer Team...

To put it bluntly, Yamauchi Nobuyoshi Azuki is catching ghosts everywhere to prepare for experiments. The ghost killing team is useless to recruit people at this time.

After all, even if you pass the experiment, you will only have a few newcomers. Apart from wasting the Rim Steel, it makes no sense (Purgatory Atsuru who is preparing to participate in the selection:?)

On the contrary, only by turning these ghosts into his skill points can we achieve their greatest value.

After all, as long as Xian Yiro kills ghosts, his strength can improve by leaps and bounds; his strength will increase by leaps and bounds, and the Twelve Ghost Months will suffer one by one. After all, Buddhist beads mean attribute points and a large amount of reputation.

So, Xianichiro made this decision without any worries—

Let's head to Fujishiyama tonight.

Kill all the ghosts there.

night.

When the two guys who were sleeping ugly in the middle of Mudaikawa and Kuronomiki were hugging each other and began to snore, Xianichiro left a note and quietly used the Buddha to teleport back to the last ghost Buddha sitting opposite him, which was the dilapidated temple outside Yoshihara.

When he returned to the dim sum shop through a secret passage, he was already waiting for him there when he returned through Kanagawa Ghost Buddha.

"You are finally here, the little devil you are picking up."

Mrs. Butterfly sat on the eaves of the warehouse with her legs raised, her figure as if she was illusory and faintly appeared. "Is there anything important to call the old man back from Jiulang?"

Her tone was a little reluctant, obviously she had no good feelings for ambitious people like Xian Yiro and Xiao.

Before, Mrs. Butterfly had been secretly following Nagama and Kyuro to protect them in the form of a ninja.

But now that the Butterfly Sister has gone back, she not only wastes manpower when she stays there, but may also be discovered by the Butterfly Kanae.

In addition, Xianichiro did need her, so he called Mrs. Butterfly back.

"Muzaka Kitsuba can accept the memories of dead ghosts, so before I deal with them, I hope Mrs. Butterfly can use your illusion to interfere with their audio-visual and visual, so that the Ghost King cannot obtain effective information."

Since this ultimate boss had an experience of ending in person before, Xianichiro had to be careful.

Based on the time when the last time I killed Shinshin No. 4, it takes five or six hours to pass the memory of the Dead Ghost from Kumamoto or Oita Prefecture to Muzan Kimuzan.

But the winter night is too long and the mountain of Tengxi is very big. You should still be careful when you should.

But what Ichiro didn't know was that Muzan Kimuzan would take the initiative at that time, because he lost the news of the fallen brother and sister, and urgently needed to replenish his manpower to target the Immortal Kawa.

Otherwise, with his attitude towards those subordinates, he would take action to avenge other ghosts or something.

"I heard from the eagle that there were more than forty ghosts there." Mrs. Butterfly narrowed her eyes slightly: "There are only three of us?"

"Of course not," Xian Yiro cast two paper men with white hats and pressed his eyebrows tightly on his eyes, "It's time to ensure that no ghost leaks the news."

...

at the same time.

On the vine mat mountain covered with wisteria trees, with a few crisp sounds of piano strings suddenly sounded, and a fairly gloomy old house suddenly appeared under the moonlight.

After a while, several figures of three long and one short came out.

When they were completely shining in the moonlight, they realized that they were not humans, but evil ghosts.

The fiercest-looking one, the shoulders, chest and outer edges of the thigh, all had cracked drums, but these organisms that were like surging did not seem to affect his free movement.

He blinked his blood-red eyes without iris and pupils, but his tone was quite gentle, or it was not an exaggeration to say that he was weak.

"The young actor is waiting for you at home. Please be sure to catch all the ghosts you can't eat before dawn, otherwise it will inevitably be discovered by ghost hunters during the day."

His voice was full of sincerity, and it could even be considered for other ghosts. After all, as long as he hid in the house, he would have nothing to do.

However, what responded to him was...

A black muzzle.

"Don't just command us if you have a garbage that has fallen out of the Twelve Ghost Months. After all, the only reason you will be remembered by that adult is the broken house behind you that can hold things."

The tallest evil spirit dressed in an officer was facing a small drum on the shoulders of Xin Kai.

Judging from the word "Xiao Er" in his eyes, he should be the most prestigious ghost in this operation.

"I remember you called Xiangkai, right... I'm a waste that even eating an ordinary child needs to digest for a week..."

After being poked into the scar that had been trying to hide, Xiang Kai's face suddenly became ferocious, but he did not dare to say anything harsh.

After all, this annoying person named Pewl and who likes to collect human weapons is the second one of the lower strings standing at the apex of all lower strings (the next one is dead).

If you provoke this guy, you might be eaten by excuses. Thinking of this, Xiang Kai could only swallow his anger.

Seeing that he had no intention of resisting, his teeth gradually separated and his smile became more and more exaggerated.

"Hey, tell me, why do you turn your eyes up?"

He said with a strong threat, "Put it down and let me see the deprived numbers! I have never seen such a ghost before?"

"So, can you open my eyes?"

Xiang Kai's heart was already filled with humiliation and anger at this time. He looked at the other two ghosts with hope, but the two guys seemed to just want to watch coldly.

After all, their numbers are only lower three and lower five!

Xiangkai knew there was no hope, so he immediately stepped back. As long as he returned to his home and could beat the drum at home and change the room, the guy Peilang could not find him at all.

However, as the saying goes, within seven steps, the gun is fast and accurate.

"Bang!"

Three gunshots fused into one. Although they were not bullets made of sun-wheel iron, the terrible penetration still shattered the drums of Xiangkai's knees and chest, and he fell to his doorstep.

Xiang Kai turned his head in shock and anger, but found that Peilang's terrifying face actually looked even more angry than him.

"Why are you running away? I hate you guys who just run away the most!"

As he said that, he screamed wildly, and more than a dozen guns of different shapes slowly spit out from his chest, with different thicknesses and lengths, aiming at Xiang Kai's whole body, "Since you don't have the courage to fight, then die here!"

Just as the muzzles were about to spit out flames and beat Xinkai into a pile of easy-to-digest meat paste, the barrels that poked their heads broke one after another, as if they were cut open by a gust of wind.

Immediately afterwards, Peilang's body suddenly seemed to be tied up by a transparent fishing net, and his limbs were tied together with external forces, and his skin bulged out piece by piece.

"It's almost enough."

The boy's voice came from the smallest ghost's mouth.

Xiang Kai looked gratefully. The ghost was pale all over, wearing a yukata with spider-patterned patterns. The small blood-red dots on his face were covered with a thin silk thread from Liancheng. Under his thick hair, there was a handsome face.

At this time, a thin spider silk that could not be distinguished by the naked eye was poking out from the fingertips of the young ghost, and the target was Peilang.

"So it's you, the damn little devil!"

Peilang opened his mouth fiercely and roared angrily, and swamp-like black shadows appeared on his body, as if he wanted to directly absorb the spider silk as thick as a hair on his body.

However, no matter how he drives the blood ghost technique, he cannot stop the spider web from getting tighter and tighter, so he has to cut him into pieces.

A trace of cold sweat oozed out of Peilang's forehead, which means that the five-level blood ghost skills of the lower string are far higher than that of his lower string.
To be continued...