The caught follower did not act with Yamada last night, but was specially betrayed by Yeniichiro to attract Muzan's attention. It would be best to attract some unseen windings.

Gather some intelligence at the cost of its death.

This is all Senichiro's plan for this ghost.

After all, these two ghosts who were stirring up the wind and rain had already released the attack trailer through the newspaper, and were rampantly like the monster thief Kidd. How could Muzan Kissan remain indifferent?

In order to catch them, Kimuzaka Muzan's most trusted Kurojimu and Akaza lie dormant on a high place in Kanda District, while they stay in Infinity City waiting for the answer-

Is there a second ghost king in the world... the second being like him who can turn people into ghosts...

If so, what would happen if he ate the other party?

He didn't wait much.

The follower Gui is even weaker than Yamada. Only the strength of the previous ones, the previous fight was strengthened. After only ten times, Akaza was smashed and half of his body was taken back.

The moment I saw this ghost, Muzan Kimuzan knew—

This is a brand new ghost, not betraying his existence like Taro Taro, and has nothing to do with him.

This means that the worst guess has become a reality.

He, Muzan Kimuzan, really has a competitor.

"The Demon Slayer, Ashina, the government... Now there is another mouse hidden in the gutter, where is it playing the game of driving tigers and swallowing wolfs."

Muzan Kimuzan grabbed the follower's terrified head, his eyes were as cold as a statue beside the cemetery, and he was muttering words that the winding members could not hear clearly.

"Now, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is surrounded by enemies."

He killed someone and blamed the ghost killing team, and the ghost blamed him again, and he had a good hand on the mantis stalking the cicada oriole behind.

Of course, he never thought that the other party was with the Demon Killing Team. Instead, he decided that this unknown opponent was definitely a very insidious conspirator. The guy planned everything secretly and watched him and the Demon Killing Team fight, consuming power, and then reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Although he always thought of the old man standing in the sea of ​​fire in his mind, he didn't even think of Ashina.

In fact, Xianichiro played a few steps of leisure chess just to disgust this guy, but he was puzzled by the five-minded Muzan Kimuzan Musa to make up a complete network.

The brains of psychopaths with PTSD + Persecution Paranoid Disease are so wonderful.

By relying solely on self-association, Muzan Kimuzan felt that he was on the verge of a life-and-death crisis.

"You must figure out who this guy hiding in the corner is...!"

Muzan Kimuzan made up his mind and ordered the rest of the singling ghosts: "You all go out and find me the whereabouts of Ashina Yanichiro's brother."

His brows pressed down.

"The one who appeared at the funeral with the Demon Slayer during the day is just a substitute."

"Next, you must do your best to find the location of the blue red shore flower as soon as possible."

Faced with numerous crises, Muzan Kimuzan had only one belief.

That is, as long as he finds that flower and can appear in the sun and under the sky, no one can threaten him-

If the sun itself cannot kill him, even if it is resurrected after the rebirth of Guoyuan, what is the use of using the initial breathing method with the Sun Wheel Knife? It is just borrowing part of the power of the Sun.

As long as you have absolutely invincible power, no matter what kind of conspiracy it is, it will be crushed by him one by one!

So he decided to temporarily press down on his anger and try to avoid head-on conflicts, so that the wild ghosts from all over the world can attract the attention of the ghost killing team and the government, and the winding members spend most of their efforts on finding the "Ashina".

Because there is only this place in Japan, he has never set foot in it!

"yes!"

The strings sounded, and the upper strings disappeared one after another, only the girl in the Ming was still kneeling and sitting in place as always.

Since Zhushi, who is good at medical skills, she has been a close servant of Muzan Kimuzan. Apart from occasionally going out to find food, she will stay in Infinite City on standby, and this time it is no different.

After all, her role outside the Infinite City may not be as great as an ordinary supernatural ghost.

However, Kimuzan's words made her realize the changes in things.

"Why are you still here?"

Muzan Kimuzan asked without looking back, but the blood vessels pounding around his neck suggested that he was brewing offensive anger at this moment, "Do you really think that with this blood ghost technique, you have any special status in me?"

Am I not special?

The moment he read this idea, Muzan Kimuzan became even more annoyed.

After a moment of silence, Mingnu immediately reacted and quickly pinched her thoughts and dared not continue thinking.

"I'm really sorry, please forgive me for my faults. I... will leave now."

After saying that, she also disappeared without a trace. In the huge Infinite City, only Muzan Kimuzan and the head of the ghost he grabbed in his hand.

Without any signs, Muzan Kimuzan asked directly: "Who is instructing you behind the scenes?"

However, the blood in the ghost's body had been transformed and was not suppressed by his bloodline, so he had less fear.

So just simply shook your head.

Until Kimuzan's thumb penetrated his eyes.

"Ahhhhhhhh--"

A sharp roar was accompanied by a begging for mercy, "I can't say it, I can't say it! If you say it, you will die!"

At the same time, he was crazily calling Xian Ichiro through the special blood. However, this was Infinity City, which isolated the "signal" of their communication with each other, just like the ghost who died in the underground Buddhist temple, and could not pass the memory back to Muzan Kimozan.

However, through this ghost's answer, Muzan Kimuzan understood—

His unknown opponent cursed the ghost, and once he said something specific, the cells would collapse and die - just like those ghosts who deliberately or unintentionally mentioned his name outside.

Kimuzan's brains were spinning wildly, and his eyes were flashing with a light of thought.

Since many questions cannot be asked directly, they should be able to indirectly attack - he does not believe that the curse set by the other party will be completely flawed.

So he asked, "When did you become ghosts?"

At the same time, the fingers that reached into the other party's eye sockets used force hard, "Hurry up!"

"Not less than a month! Less than a month!"

The follower screamed loudly, "I will tell you what you can answer! It hurts so much! Stop poking it!"

Less than a month?

But Akazo said that this ghost has the best strength of Xiaxian!

A hint of horror flashed in Muzan Kimuzan's eyes.

"You used to be a member of the Demon Slayer Team?"

"No! I just studied in a kendo hall intermittently!"

Muzan Kimuzan couldn't believe it, that means that when this guy was still human, he was just a little better than an ordinary person.

How many people have to eat every day to become so strong in less than a month?

Moreover, it takes time to digest people by ghosts. Like the trash of the ex-shoulder's Sixth Singer, it can only digest more than a dozen humans a year.

If this opponent can give birth to powerful subordinates like this-

How can I compete with the other party before eating the blue red spider lily!!!

At this moment, he suddenly remembered a suspicious point mentioned in the newspaper a few days ago.

"The people who were killed by you, although their bodies were divided into pieces, had no trace of being gnawed."

Muzan Kimuzan asked sinisterly, "What do you eat?"

"We don't eat meat, we only drink blood."

At this time, the follower ghost had gradually grown shoulder muscles and upper body bones, but his body still couldn't help but shrink.

“The taste is very good blood.”

"Thin blood?"

Kimuzan Muzan's eyes widened slightly.

It is such a big deal to cultivate subordinates in this way. But how much blood does it take to feed to cultivate a top-notch lower string?

If it were him, he would probably use it by himself.

"Yes, thin blood, those people just call me!"

The follower nodded wildly, "They feed us blood, but they don't let us eat people. But after drinking that kind of blood, we can't eat people anymore."

"Those people?"

Muzan Kimuzan was confused, "What kind of person?"

What does this have to do with people?

"We don't know either. They turned us into ghosts! They all covered their faces, revealing the blue skin like dead people, and their eyes were even more ruthless than snakes in the zoo!"

Thinking of those failed encounters, the follower still felt fear from the bottom of his heart, "Those people are simply the real evil ghosts in hell!"

"Are you sure they are human?"
To be continued...