There was a dead silence on the top of Taoshan Mountain.

Even if there is an occasional gust of wind blowing, it cannot cause a slight turmoil here. There is no sadness, only ashes.

Mudaki Kawami knelt down beside the corpse with his head hanging down, staring at the deformed pieces of flesh with his eyes blank; Kuroshino stood behind him, holding the former's shoulder with a sad expression.

Not far behind him, butterfly Kanae's eyes were red, and tears drooping at the corners of his eyes had not dried up.

Only Yoshio Tomooka Yoshio can see that he is calm.

He couldn't quite understand the atmosphere and chose to suddenly speak out to break the deadlock.

"Looking at the best, at least he hasn't become a ghost."

As soon as this was said, except for the butterfly Kanae who knew his nature, the expressions of others looking at him were filled with a hint of complaint and annoyance.

But Yoshio Tomooka Yoshio could not recognize this expression, so he ignored the reminder of Butterfly Kanae's eyes and continued to speak on his own.

"It was he who killed Mr. Naruto before, which means that if one of the windings turned him into a ghost... we are almost impossible to be his opponent."

"That's probably the worst ending."

Yoshiaki Tomooka actually wanted to comfort everyone. The current result looks bad, but when he thinks that there would be even worse results, the current situation seems acceptable.

But this kind of comfort method is similar to comforting children who don’t wear shoes: you see others don’t even have feet, so you should feel contented if you just have shoes.

In short, this is an ineffective and wrong way of comfort.

And it often backfires and becomes a hotline that angers others.

Especially when the person who speaks is not likable, or even does not fit into the circle.

"Mr. Tomooka..."

As a doctor, Butterfly Kanae naturally knows the consequences of the righteous words.

She was about to remind her, but a strong wind had passed by her, shattering the butterfly winged feathers on her body.

Yoshio Tomooka's face was as calm as water, and he waved his hand easily and bounced away the fist that was bombarded in the face of Immortal Kawa.

"What are you doing?"

He asked in confusion, his deep blue eyes staring at the other party's almost cracked eyes without any weakness, as if there was some kind of struggle between the iceberg and the volcano.

He still doesn't understand why Budhikawa is angry.

"You dead-like trash, standing next to someone else's body, are you talking about something irrelevant?"

Fukukawa roared angrily and launched punches and attacks at Tomooka Yoshioka one after another.

"We are obviously the pillars of the Demon Slayer Team, why is it that he, who is not related to it, sacrificed!"

"Didn't you successfully block that guy's slash before? Why couldn't you do it just now and let us be knocked away!"

"I can't even take the body back, how can I explain to his family!"

The more Immortal Kawa, the more angry he became, the attack speed on his hands and feet became faster and faster, but Tomooka Yoshiyuki took it all without a look on his face.

Faced with the accusation of Mukukawa Miya, he became silent and began to brew ideas along this line of thought.

If I could understand more about what Miss Yongzhen taught him...

Maybe Shinichiro would not die in this horrible way today.

He didn't dare to look at the pile of flesh and blood that was gradually disintegrating, especially considering that the other party was still a child.

When I think of his original appearance, I see the unformed thing in front of me, it is really hard to accept rationally.

In addition, these days, he learned "climbing the carp" and "climbing the carp" together in Butterfly Kanae these days, and he also became friends with Kyuro, who likes to play chess.

As Mushikawa Miya said, how should I tell Kyuro his brother's death?

Thinking of this, the movement of his hand that resisted was slower, causing Mudaki Kawashiya's fist to take advantage of the situation and hit his right cheek hard.

That was a punch from the pillar.

Fugang and Yichang, who was not very good at weight, was knocked out without surprise.

Seeing this, Butterfly Kanae and Kano Akiko hurried over to stop the two.

But the Guying people swore that when they saw that when they saw that Kuroshiro was approaching, they actually secretly kicked Fu Gang and Yigong.

However, this also led to the fact that next to Xianichiro's body, if it was still a corpse, the only two of them were left.

Unlike those people, whether sad or angry, they were as calm as ever.

"You've found it, too."

Guying Zhongjia spoke, "Those guys who failed to incorporate ghost blood in the underground Buddhist temple will usually complete body cleavage within one minute, turn into paste-like things within five minutes, and turn into ashes-like residue in about ten minutes."

"But it has been almost half an hour since Lord Xianichiro started to react, but he is still in the stage of muscle lysis."

"Does this mean that he still has hope?"

Before they set out on mission today, they had been working as bodyguards for the monks studying the underground Buddhist temple, and they were still the trainers of the two ghosts.

Speaking of their understanding of the blood melting experiment, I'm afraid they are second only to those researchers.

“…It’s possible.”

Guying Zhongyi proposed a hypothesis, "Can it be that Lord Xianichiro had made any preparations before he fell down?"

As he said that, he suddenly squatted down and pulled out the Shinyi hand that was pressed under the flesh and blood.

They didn't do this when the Demon Slayer team was there before. Now the few people in the group are in a group and have no time to take care of this side, but instead give them a chance.

“There’s something.”

Guying Zhongjia found that Yi's hand was tightly clasped, and there was a clear reflection in the gaps in his fingers, so he quickly pointed it out.

Guying Zhongyi quickly spread the fingers of Yishou.

An empty bottle lay alone in the palm of the hand of Shinyi's hand.

"This is……"

The two looked at each other and noticed the shock in each other's eyes.

This is a special bottle used to disguise the blood of the Ghost King, which is easy to identify.

"Did Lord Xianichiro take the modified blood before he lost consciousness?"

Judging from the situation, it is basically true.

But the two still remember that none of the psychic ghosts who knew blood ghosts survived after taking the modified Ghost King blood. They all ended up collapsed in the battle between the two bloods. The guy who first absorbed the transformed blood and became a ghost, and then absorbed the original Ghost King blood, and the ending was the same.

In short, the combination of two kinds of blood will cause the body to become a battlefield for blood, a parasite.

Soon, the relevant experiments were defined by Taoist as valuable research. In addition to wasting rare blood, the only contribution was to make the subject die tragically.

The two lonely shadow crowd did not expect that Xian Yiro would dare to take such a risk.

But when I look back, this is exactly what I will do in desperate situations.

"All the test items have become ghosts at present." Guying Zhongjia analyzed, "Like Lord Xianyiro has infected two blood at the same time, we are not sure about the specific situation."

He pointed to the body that was still slowly changing.

"But at least, doing so does delay the deterioration."

"What do you think?"

Guying Zhongyi asked directly.

"If we can drag the deterioration time until tomorrow morning."

Guying Zhongjia said, "Maybe there is still hope that the sun can purify the blood of the two ghost kings and save Lord Xianyiro."

"Or simply turned into ashes."

Gu Yingzhong then added himself: "But it's better than anything else."

"The problem now is," the lone shadows looked at the noisy pillar over there, "What should we do to delay time?"

...

At the same time, I don't know where.

Xianichiro tear off a piece of his trouser leg and wrapped it around his broken left arm and tied the wound tightly. His face turned pale. It was obvious that he could bring him in.

The world he lives in is white, like a fog.

From time to time, red or black ghosts appeared beside him and suddenly attacked him.

But if he leaves the battlefield in time, the red and black ghosts will fight like mortal enemies and finally cancel each other out.

He probably knew that he should be in the spiritual world, and that red shadow was the original consciousness of the ghost king's blood; and black shadow was the consciousness of transforming blood. This place also became their battlefield.

It seems that he drank the bottle of blood before he completely lost consciousness, which did delay him for a lot of time.

However, he was still injured.

Because the amount of transformed blood he drank was not enough to match the blood of the Ghost King that Heihe Mou poured into his heart, all the red shadows that always had spare suddenly appeared and attacked him.

Perhaps this is because of the spiritual world, almost every red shadow has the strength of the pillar. When Shinichiro, who has only one arm, fights with him, he always seems a little stretched.
To be continued...