Before Xianichiro could answer, Mushi Kawashimi, who was carried by two hidden members, spoke out inappropriately.

"Ha? You're too anxious. You have to let me see what kind of lord you have been talking about."

"Even the little ghost who is heavily in debt and can't be tangled with ghosts, I'm really worried about him now! Do you have to open a corner for such a person?"

In the words of the Chinese-born Mushi Kawashimi Miya, he seemed to have no respect for the top leaders of the Demon Killing Team, and even was full of sarcasm.

"Otherwise, geniuses like Ashina who are at the age of 11 or 2 who are in the C-level strength will be absorbed by the Demon Slayer Team for unknown reasons, which will be a waste after all!"

Xianichiro wanted to roll his eyes.

【When did I say I would agree?】

[Why do people from the Demon Slayer Team like to make decisions for others?]

"You are not allowed to insult your lord!"

The two hidden troops who were carrying Muddy Kawashimi instantly gave up the carry and directly threw Muddy Kawashimi into the snow with a stretcher!

The team stopped for granted.

The butterfly Chanai Whee was one head and two big.

Mr. Fukukawa, he really has to have some conflicts with others every time!

"Hey! It hurts very much!"

Budhikawa covered his ribs and shouted, staring at the two of them with fierce eyes, "Do you want to kill me?"

"Do you know what kind of person your lord is? How can you say that to him!"

The Hidden Tribe was not frightened by his fierce gaze, and directly put his hips on his hips and scolded him with condescending condescending attention.

"The ghost killing team is four or five hundred people, who doesn't have a deep hatred with ghosts? We know that your past is miserable, who is not? But do you know that if there is no lord running the ghost killing team at all costs, what chance will we have to kill ghosts?"

"Don't think that as long as you are born and die in front, it will be great! Do you know how difficult it is to maintain the lives, training and treatment of hundreds of people? Continuously consult with departments in various places to catch people from the police station from morning to night. How much does the lord have to pay for this every day? Can you bear such a responsibility again?"

"If the ghost killing team was handed over to someone like you, everyone would have turned into a mess of sand! Not to mention killing ghosts, even walking outside with a knife, would be arrested as criminals!"

After hearing these words, Budhikawa's face turned red with naked eyes. The blue veins on his exposed forearm were swelling, as if he was about to hit someone at any time.

"alright!"

Huashi quickly blocked between the two and handed the light in his hand to the hidden clan.

"I'll carry him. Please lead the way."

She spoke a gentle tone without any airs. "Budhikawa suffered a serious injury and was in a bad mood. He actually had no malicious intentions. Please don't care too much."

The anger in the eyes of the hidden tribe immediately subsided, "Sorry, Lord Huashi, I was a little impulsive."

He wanted to continue his previous work, but Butterfly Kanae had already lowered his body and raised his hand on the load. The hidden clan had to walk in front silently with the light.

Immortal River smelled the fragrance of wisteria flowers that were so close to me. His face felt complicated. He snorted coldly, closed his eyes and stopped talking.

After a long time, Murata over there seemed to remember something and finally said, "Hey, I remember Xian Ichiro is only nine years old this year..."

...

About half an hour later, after discussing the topic of why Xianichiro was so tall at the age of nine, everyone finally arrived at the entrance of the village.

However, the place has been blocked by a bunch of villagers, and many hidden troops and police were surrounded by them, obviously quarreling.

"It seems that it is unlikely that you will want to rest in Xinshangquan Village tonight."

Butterfly Kanae sighed helplessly.

They captured a child in the village and destroyed the hot springs that the village relied on for their lives. Even if they told the specific reasons, it would be difficult for the villagers to believe it.

“How far is the closest place to the mountain?”

Xianichiro asked.

[That chaotic crowd should still be in the village!]

"At the current speed, it will take at least 3 hours to get there."

Butterfly Kanae shook her head, after all, she was carrying the wounded and could not walk too fast.

"Not to mention whether everyone's physical strength can last for so long, but the temperature will be even lower in the middle of the night. You and Iwasaki can no longer be exposed to the ice and snow."

"I don't care." Idiot said arrogantly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he sneezes and the Butterfly Kanae even laughed.

"Okay, don't force yourself anymore. In any case, you still have to give it a try first. It's best to be able to rest for a night in the village."

After experiencing what happened just now, the atmosphere in the team finally became a little relaxed.

But it didn't last long.

After they approached, Mrs. Yuko's crying came clearly, which could be said to be heart-wrenching and tragic.

Seeing the figure of Butterfly Kanae walking from afar, she was even more crazy and directly broke through the police's arm that was stopped by the police, and pounced on like an evil ghost!

"It's you woman again!!! Return my son to come!"

"Hello!"

The policeman who was washed away was very angry and quickly caught up with him in two or three steps, holding up the baton in his hand high.

This operation, however, was specially emphasized by the Tokyo Police Headquarters on the phone, that we should cooperate with these men in black and focus on them, to ensure that the masses do not hinder each other's affairs.

They didn't want to see any surprises, but they didn't expect that they would still seem a little short of trouble after dispatching such a person.

Since this woman wants to be the first to be a bird, it’s better to use her as a prestige. Thinking of this, the police have made them stronger.

However, when the baton fell high and was about to hit Mrs. Tamako's back, it was held firmly by the butterfly Kanae at the last moment and could not fall any more.

But her other hand could still hold the burden of the Immortal River, which shows how strong the Zhu was.

However, this also caused her to have no extra hands to use and was slapped in the face by Mrs. Tamako!

"Bang!"

Butterfly Kanae's face turned to one side, her eyes were filled with tears in an instant, but that was not aggrieved, but a tears of pity.

She immediately turned her head, hoping to comfort the woman who lost two sons in one day.

"Madam Tamako, please calm down..."

"It must be you! It must be you!"

Mrs. Tamako was not willing to listen to her saying this. She grabbed the butterfly Kanae's clothes like a mad dog, "I trust you so much in the morning and told you so much!"

"Where is Yamasuke! Where has Yamasuke gone?"

Mrs. Yuko's tears flowed out of her blood-stained eyes, her voice angry and desperate, "Did you kill him?"

As she said that, she stretched out her right hand, as if she wanted to continue slapping Hua Shi several times.

At this time, Mukui Kawamiya finally couldn't help it, and she opened her voice and shouted: "The little ghost who killed dozens of tourists with the ghost named Aosuke is your son!"

"What, what..."

When he heard the name of another son, Mrs. Tamako was stunned.

"Sorasuke...What does this have to do with Sorasuke?"

The villagers there looked at each other, thinking of the thousand-year-old famine, and when they heard this name, they showed a disgusting expression.

But more people were confused, and they all thought the child had died long ago.

Mudaki Kawamiya endured the severe pain between the intercostals and flipped off the stretcher.

"Immortal River..."

Butterfly Kanae shook her head at him with a pleading look, she didn't think it was a good time to reveal the truth.

But Muro Kawashimiya did not have the habit of letting good people suffer grievances.

The bright red slap marks on Butterfly Kanae's face made him angry. His tall and tired body blocked her behind him and walked to the center of the ghost killing team and the villagers.

His terrible look and bruises all over his body made the police and gentlemen unable to help but take a few steps back.

"Don't you understand yet? That master will explain it to you!"

His voice echoed in the quiet night sky.

"The hot springs that your village is proud of are not given by the hot spring god, but two years ago, the guy named Aosuke turned into an evil ghost and used the ghost's evil magic to create it!"

"You're talking nonsense! Brother Cangzhu disappeared two years ago!"

A short figure squeezed out of the crowd, one of the children who besieged Kanae yesterday.

"Yes, what does this matter have to do with Cangsuke? He may not have died long ago!"

"Our hot springs are obviously God's gift!"

One person started, and others joined the rebuttal team.

However, the voice of Immortal River is louder than they combined.

"Did you guys tell me nonsense? Don't you know what you are? What kind of virtue can you do? Why should God give the hot spring to people like you?"
To be continued...