Control the Butterfly Effect from Demon Slayer: Blade

Hearing Horitake say this, Zen Yi couldn't help but be a little shocked.

This level of terrifying battle is not even a strong person for the eldest brother!?

What a terrifying scene will it be for the real strong to fight with the big brother!?

Belch...... Don't dare to think about it! The more I think about it, the more scared I become! The outside world is too dangerous, so I better find a way to stay in Momoyama to accompany my grandfather all my life.

Horitake didn't know that his terrible battle had left a shadow on Shanyi's young heart, making Shanyi more and more determined and meticulous.

At this time, Ci Wulang raised the half-heavenly dog body cowardly that he was holding tightly in his hand:

"This guy doesn't seem to be dead yet, what should I do?"

Taking the cowardly ghost in the hands of Cigoro, Horitake looked at the coward's situation at this time.

The cowardly opened his mouth at this time, looking very miserable, with a lot of tears and snot on his face, saliva still dripping from the corners of his mouth, and occasionally his body spasmed, looking pitiful about his life.

I don't know if this look is pretended by him or real.

Whether it was pretended or real, Horitake didn't believe him much, after all, Bantengu was a poor veteran.

Shanyi added weakly at this time:

"That... Big brother, this guy in your hands was originally in good condition, but after you just killed all the enemies, this guy became like this.

"Oh, so it is."

Horitake understood, I'm afraid that this half-day dog is really not pretending.

The five doppelgangers of the Half-day Dog are strictly part of the body of the Half-Tengu.

Now that the five doppelgangers have been destroyed, the damage to the body of the half-day dog must be extraordinary, and it is no wonder that the half-heavenly dog will be so miserable.

Ciwu Lang looked at the cowardly ghost in Horigaku's hand, although he was old, he was still murderous and heroic:

"Horigaku, do you want to kill him?"

"Kill..." Horitake pinched his chin and muttered for a long time: "This guy is the body of the Half-Heavenly Dog, and killing him will represent the upper winding of the Twelve Ghost Moon, and it will be completely removed."

"Wouldn't that be nice?" The power of the ghost was severely weakened again.

"That's true, but there are exceptions to everything.

For example, this half-day dog, perhaps for our ghost killing team, a half-day dog caught alive is more effective than a half-day dog that has been killed by beheading.

Speaking of this, Horitake looked up at Cigoro:

"In the history of the Ghost Killing Team, there is a precedent for being captured alive?"

Ciwu Lang was shocked by Horitake's thoughts, and slowly shook his head:

"There has never been a precedent for being captured alive, because the strength of this kind of ghost is too terrifying, and the ghost killing team is already very lucky to be able to kill, and it is simply impossible to capture alive!"

Horitake smiled a little smugly

, "Yes, it's impossible to catch alive, but I'm an exception."

Ciwu Lang looked at Horitake with a sigh, and nodded at the same time:

"Yes, you are an exception.

Your Heavenly Thunder has an unhealable restrained nature against ghosts, and can easily capture ghosts alive.

Able to catch ordinary ghosts alive? So why can't you catch the ghost alive?

Perhaps, as you say, a wound ghost that has been captured alive is much more useful than a dead winding ghost.

Our ghost killing team may be able to get a lot of important information from this half-heavenly dog!

Ciwu Lang didn't seem to recover from his amazement:

"Horigaku, I really didn't expect you to be able to do this."

"Nothing, just a whim.

And even if this half-heavenly dog has no value, I don't plan to kill him directly just like that.

How to say it is also on the winding, he died, Wu Miserable must be even more angry, Wu Miserable will also check the memories of the half-day dog, so as to learn about the situation here in Momoyama.

In that case, our master and apprentice will have to leave home and leave here.

Maybe in the future, we will be hunted down endlessly, so there will be no peaceful days.

Listening to Horigaku's explanation, Ciwu Lang nodded with deep empathy:

"That's true.

Once Wu Miserable learns the situation here, we can't stay in Momoyama, we can only leave our hometown and relocate to live elsewhere, and Wu Miserable will definitely hunt us down madly.

Horidake, or what you think is more thoughtful.

Sure enough, it was better to capture him alive than to kill him. Throwing

off the half-heavenly dog that had almost turned into a dead dog on his hand, Horitake smiled at Ciwu Lang and Zenyi:

"Okay, let's not stand outside, since the house is fine, let's go back first, thrilling for a night, so that we can go back and rest."

Ci Wulang and Shan Yi Ye Sun also felt that Horitake's words were very correct.

Shanyi helped Ci Wulang, and the master and apprentice returned to the house and lit the lamp.

The first thing to do when I go back to the house is not to deal with the half-day dog first, but to help Ciwulang first.

Horitake and Zenyi began to rummage through the house:

"Old man, I remember that I have your spare prosthesis at home, why can't I find it now?"

Ci Wulang sat there, drank his saliva, slowed down a little, and began to command his two apprentices remotely:

"It is true that there is a spare prosthesis, but it is not in that closet, in another closet, I stuffed it to the bottom, and I need to rummage through it to find it."

"Grandpa, is this closet?"

"Yes, yes, that's it, at the bottom."

"Old man, you hide this kind of thing at the bottom, so dark, so gloomy, there is no sunlight, and you usually don't take it out to dry and repair, and you are not afraid of termites on it."

"Huh? Does this kind of thing grow termites?

"It's all woody, of course it's possible to have termites!"

Fortunately, this closet is relatively dry and not damp at all, otherwise if you stuff it so down, nine times out of ten termites will grow. With

a lot of effort, Horitake pulled out the spare wooden prosthesis of Ciwuro, blew the dust, wiped the surface, and then handed it to Ciwuro, who was sitting there:

"Try it, I haven't used this for many years, I don't know if it's appropriate."

Tzu Wulang put this prosthesis on his broken leg.

Okay, stood up, took two steps, and Ci Wulang frowned for a while:

"It seems to be a little unsuitable, not unsuitable, it seems to be a little unaccustomed."

"It's normal not to get used to it, after all, you haven't used this prosthesis for years.

This is also a matter of no way, there is such a spare prosthesis at home, old man you make do with it first, tomorrow or when, I will cut the wood and build one for you.

Ciwulang kicked his legs and nodded,

"That's all."

The problem of merciful legs is solved, and the next thing is about the handling of the half-day dog.

Horitake threw the half-dead half-tengu coward on the table, and the master and apprentice surrounded the table and looked at him.