"Sure enough, like Kotaro said, in Ashina, no matter what it is, it is extremely large and incredibly huge..."

On the lookout on the top floor of Tianshou Pavilion, the butterfly sisters leaned against the railing and looked at the white snake spitting out a letter below, expressing their sincere feelings.

The chicken is big, the cow is big, let alone the people and buildings. The white snake only exposed a small piece of body, which was far beyond their imagination. As for the complete body, it was probably not a problem to wrap a hill.

In addition to them, there are also the Demon Killing Team's Rock Pill, Wretched Island Xingming, Yinzhu·Yuxie Tianyuan, former Yanzhu·Purgatory Matsu·Purgatory Matsu·Purgatory Matsu·Citoro, and former Mingzhu·Sangjima Ciwuro and others.

They were also dumbfounded to see (listen) everything that happened below, but no one else expressed it except the "gorgeous" sound columns.

Even though everyone was nearly 200 meters away from the position of the Old Tianshou, the first time I saw this alien white snake that was wider than the street, buried in the genes and fear of snakes and giants made them full of goose bumps.

They couldn't imagine what the expression would be like for the people who were facing the white snake below. What would Senichiro, who was standing on the white snake's head, feel?

"If Murata came together, he would have been scared to the point of being unable to walk."

Butterfly Ninja said some whispers to relieve the soaring adrenaline. Even Shikiya Shikiya, who was standing in the middle of the crowd, couldn't help but smile, and Umi Ten-yuan laughed like no one around.

Only the purgatory Hoshinosuko, who was still drunk next to him, irritably scrubbing his ears, looking like "Why am I here?"

But he can't do anything if he doesn't come here, after all...

His own home has been occupied by a giant who is two meters tall.

The matter starts two months ago.

On the first day of returning to the world, Masako Gui Ting and his younger brother went out for a stroll, and then, under the instigation of the latter, participated in a big eater competition in a dim sum shop in Asakusa District.

Compare who can eat 250 cherry cakes first!

The champion prize is a pot of aged wine, plus the permanent 30% discount on the dim sum at the store.

When the old man heard that there was alcohol, he immediately became interested, so he signed up with great enthusiasm, but unexpectedly he only won the runner-up.

The champion is the daughter of the boss's friend, a little girl with even her hair in the color of cherry cakes. She looks very cute and can eat like a hamster.

But the Purgatory Apricot, who won the third place, really attracted the old man's idea.

It was obvious that other contestants were questioning the girl's cheating, or the whole thing was set up by the store, but only this young man with a strong spirit lost to a little girl but was not annoyed at all. Instead, he praised the other person's appetite with kindness and friendly manner, and transformed the girl's inherent concept of being ashamed of being able to eat.

Finally, it was the young man and Gui Ting Yaxiao who helped the store resolve the crisis (referring to the two leading guys who were shocked with their voice).

It can be imagined that these two loud voices + passionate men can be said to have hit it off at first sight and almost immediately became friends.

So the next day, Purgatory Atsushiro warmly invited Gui Ting Makoto to the door. After the two talked, they realized their identities and their relationship became closer.

So counting it... Ghost Ting Masato needs to know the location of the Purgatory first before Xian Ichiro who asked about it everywhere.

But what happened later can be imagined.

As soon as he entered the yard, Fujitsushiro, who was drunk and drunk for a night, he was blocked by a sickle that suddenly appeared out of thin air.

"Let me have a happy battle!" Gui Ting Masato said completely in Akaza's tone.

From then on, this old man came to the door every day, and his ex Yanzhu, who had finally retired, never had a peaceful life.

Because he could not escape the "instruction" of Gui Ting Masayoshi every day, he did not dare to drink, for fear that he would be beaten to the bruised face like the first day, which made Qianshoulang (Apricot's younger brother) think that he was also terminally ill like his mother in the past and cried all night.

Until last night, when the eldest son came back with a letter saying that something was called by the Sayashiki and that he could leave the house with justification, Purgatory Hoshiro agreed immediately without saying a word.

Gui Ting Yaxiao stayed at his house, teaching his younger son to strengthen his body while teaching his elder son to play the sequel gun. The shouts could be heard clearly from five hundred meters away.

"Let your neighbors suffer the torture!"

The wine that Purgatory Matsushiro was drinking at this moment was the first sip he had in two months.

But for some reason, I obviously bought the same wine to bring it here, but the taste was much worse than before, and it tasted very uncomfortable.

When he heard his senior sighing and putting down the wine pot, Yu Xingming, who was crying, couldn't help but fold his hands and recite: "Good!"

On the other side, the Saiyashi and his wife watched the white snake sink into the mountain stream.

"This white snake should be the land god that Mr. Ashina calls."

Tears overflowed from the corners of Tianyin's eyes. Because of the family background, what she saw today touched her.

"I didn't expect that one day, I would actually see a true god."

"Sure enough, this place is indeed what Mr. Ashina said, and it is a place where gods love..."

"It's a pity that my father and uncle didn't have the chance to meet him, which is a pity."

She is the niece of the Ise Shrine Lord, whose uncle's status in Japan's "altar" is second only to that of the emperor, but she has never seen a real god. She only has a few ambiguous "divine tools" to comfort her.

But the Sakayashiki Tenin, who is born with spiritual vision, knows that the "divine nature" that those things have is not as much as the bell rope on the sword.

"Speaking of this...is it really Japan? So far, we don't know where we are."

Butterfly Nin pointed to the magnificent temple on Xianfeng Mountain opposite and the Tianshou Pavilion at his feet and said, "There is more than one such huge building, standing so brightly on the top of the mountain, but no one has discovered it for hundreds of years. Is this really possible?"

"Well, it should be in Japan... Judging from the climate, it may be southwest of Japan, and it may be on Shikoku Island."

He is worthy of being the wisest woman in the Demon Slayer Team. The ancestral Shizuki Tenyin has determined the approximate location of Ashina's roots based on the weather and temperature.

"But you may not see it, right there..."

She raised her right hand and pointed far away at the layers of mountains. The dense clouds and mist directly swallowed the distant mountains.

The others looked in the direction of her finger, but the harvest was no different from the blind man Wuming Yu Xingming.

"The fog there was not formed naturally, but used some means to gather all the clouds and mists nearby."

"If humans without extremely keen senses, they may immediately lose their direction and be trapped among the mountains and hills. I believe this is the barrier set up by the 'Son of God'. If it weren't for seeing it with their own eyes, it would be unimaginable that someone could do this, and I'm afraid the real god would be like this..."

But in fact, neither of the two Sons of God has anything to do with this matter.

The terrifying white mist around Ashina was condensed by Xianichiro who manipulated the nobles of Mizuhide and several nobles from the Noble Palace of Source to play the flute, and was used to temporarily hide Ashina's existence.

The nobles were surrounded by a few ghosts that were comparable to the lower strings. They had strong recovery ability, enough for them to continuously absorb the air and replenish the consumption of the clouds.

Having said that.

Speaking of the Son of God, Thanyaki Shizuki looked at her husband a little lonely.

"It's a pity that when I came to Ashina this time, I didn't have the chance to see him. A person with such powerful powers must know how to relieve the lord's condition."

As soon as this statement was spoken, everyone showed an expression of agreement. After all, the "Son of God" created by Xianichiro is really omnipotent.

If the lord's evil disease is solved, it will be a great thing.

However, conscious of the regret in his wife's tone, Saya Shikiya only smiled lightly.

Judging from his current appearance, although the complications have been eliminated by the previous God-Devouring, his body is still healthy and he is no longer as weak as before.

But in the past few months, the scar on his face extended down a little again, covering the eyelids of his other eye, and he was about to lose his vision completely, which made people think that he could not be worried about him.

"It's rare that there are two seniors here today. I want to say something I've never said before. They have accumulated in my heart for several years."

After hearing what he said, everyone was curiously focusing on the man with the lowest force in the game, wanting to know what he was thinking.

Standing on this commanding heights that overlook all the mountains, Yokoya Saya seemed to have become more elegant and less concerned in her already broad mind.

"To be honest, I used to feel sorry for this innate curse and feel the injustice of the world..."

"I can't figure out why this happened to me, and why did my parents give birth to me to endure this kind of torture? Why did my grandfather and grandmother have left my father? It is obvious that since a thousand years ago, this fate of life worse than death has been destined!"

"Then why, why don't you just cut off this cursed bloodline? Hasn't there any heir ever had such an idea?"

"Master!"

The few people around him made comforting voices, and even Purgatory Hokushiro couldn't help looking at him sideways. Unexpectedly, this young lord, who was "blindly optimistic" in his heart, would have such thoughts.

But this year is not surprising...

A person has to face a set tragic fate from birth—

He was plagued by illness and died prematurely, describing his ugly and young age. Although he was free to eat and wear, he had no life of his own.

In addition, we have to hold an extremely strong sense of guilt and pass on the same destiny to future generations.

Under the dual torture of physiology and psychology, it is all too light to say that life is worse than death.

All of the people here are very sensitive to "pain", and they can understand why Sayashiki came up with such thoughts.

Facing the careless eyes of everyone, Yoya Shikiya just waved his hand gently.

"This is just some thoughts from the past. Please listen to me first."

He paused.

"But later, I saw with my own eyes that so many children sacrificed their lives to kill evil ghosts and browsed the ghost hunting records full of a house, and I finally understood."

"It is precisely because of the existence of this curse that our descendants of the Saiyashiki family have always done what they should do most - that is, gather people who are tortured by ghosts but are unwilling to do, support them, cultivate them, and protect more people from suffering the same kind of suffering. When I heard that someone was rescued by the Demon Slayer Team, the happiness that arises in my heart is stronger than the safe birth of my own children."

He reached out and touched the scar on his face gently, just like a cavalry touching his own horse, without showing any slight malice.

"But without it, the ancestors of Sayashiki would have established a ghost killing team to solve the curse. Swordsmen who are selflessly dedicated like they are, would not be able to gather together like today. And creatures like ghosts will never end up taking human life - because no one will stop them so firmly."

"So, no matter how shameful the scar is, what we are going on is an extremely glorious and responsible task, and there must be a successor to continue it! It is for this reason that I have never expected to solve this curse by other means, only the method of killing Muzan Kikumozan!"

"Only when every generation of ghost killing team has such a determination, can it keep approaching the darkest areas from generation to generation."

Yoyashiya turned around, and his clean skin on the lower half of his face turned red, reflecting his excited heart.

"Now, the Demon Killing Team has reliable allies, and even some ghosts who have broken free from the Ghost King's shackles are on the side of us. Their purpose is the same as ours, and they just want to kill Muzan Kita."
To be continued...