Demon Slayer: Become the villain Boss Muzan

In this era, ghosts need food, not to mention the people who died in the war, even the various vicious people are numerous in this chaotic world. As the wars became more frequent, what Muzan did not expect was that the ghosts under his command who knew some medical skills took the opportunity to sneak in and become doctors. Not only could they secretly dispose of the corpses, but they could also get good treatment. After all, doctors who can save people in war are also very precious. And Tamayo, with his superb medical skills, has also become famous. The reputation of doctor Tamayo is spread in many places, and the one who can compete with Tamayo is Yanagisawa Kiyuki. Although Kiyuki's medical skills may not be as good as Tamayo's, his blood ghost art is a treatment. But unfortunately, Tamayo would only leave after helping everyone she could when she arrived at a place, and she almost never charged for treatment. She was truly a kind person.

Although Kishing usually didn't charge for saving people, it seemed like he was "looking at his mood" to save people, and Kishing seemed to like collecting books.

Strangely, everyone knew Kishing and Tamayo, but almost no one knew Muzan's name.

On the contrary, many people thought that Muzan was just a guy who was dragging Kishing down, and some people thought that Muzan might be Kishing's bodyguard.

After all, a "powerless" doctor always had to have someone to rely on if he wanted to survive in such a chaotic world.

After many years, Muzan was so bored that he seemed to have read almost all the books he could find, and could only read them repeatedly. Even his medical skills had reached a certain level, but because Kishing was by his side, he was too lazy to save people himself.

He felt that there seemed to be nothing fun in the whole neon. Over the past few years, he had experienced all the night places and beautiful scenery. Without the appreciation of food, Muzan also lost a great pleasure.

He just read books, slept, practiced the swordsmanship he learned all day.

Muzan lay in the carriage, being shaken, and glanced at Jixing who closed his eyes and rested:

"Jixing, you should give up medicine and practice logic."

Jixing opened his eyes, confused.

Muzan looked at the wooden board above his head: "You go and learn to make ships and compasses. Let's go to sea. We won't play Demon Slayer anymore. Let's play One Piece."

Jixing: "???"

Why can't I understand what you are saying?

Jixing's confused look made Muzan feel bored. No one could understand the jokes, and there was no point in entertaining himself.

In fact, in this era, without powerful hot weapons and powerful supernatural powers, ghosts are almost invincible. Muzan can do whatever he wants except that he can't find the blue flower of the other shore and can't figure out what the transparent world is.

If he didn't have the intention to create a large number of ghosts, it would be easy to integrate the entire Neon, which made Muzan even less motivated. The original scum boss didn't have great ambitions, and he wasn't much better.

"Okay, go back to sleep."

Jixing heard this, he hesitated and closed his eyes again.

Just after closing his eyes, the carriage suddenly stopped and there was a sound outside.

Encountered robbers again...

But it's daytime now, so it's not convenient for Muzan and Jixing to go out.

A daimyo sent someone to pick up Jixing and asked him to treat his illness. Muzan was also free, so he asked Jixing to agree, and the two got on the carriage and started the tiring journey.

Very open, there were sounds of close combat outside, as well as roars and screams. Wuzan was a little worried. To be honest, he had encountered many robberies along the way, and he had lost several people.

This time, the situation seemed not good.

It was still noon, and he really didn't want to go out.

But it seemed that these guards couldn't stand it anymore.

He glanced at Jixing, who sighed helplessly. He didn't want to go out in the middle of the day either. Even with an umbrella, the sun would burn his skin.

He picked up a large black umbrella hanging vertically from the side, opened the curtain, opened the umbrella and walked out.

After a scream, Jixing opened the curtain and looked at Wuzan: "It's solved."

Wuzan squinted his eyes due to the stimulation of the sunlight, and then walked out with the umbrella.

He took Jixing's umbrella with one hand, grabbed Jixing's shoulder with the other hand, and flashed to the forest not far away.

Even though he had been teleported several times by Muzan, he was still a little uncomfortable. The instantaneous jump in space made him feel dizzy and confused.

After being thrown to the ground by Muzan, Jixing rubbed his head and stood up dizzy. He was about to ask

When his boss was about to ask if he was going to look for the daimyo, he heard Muzan's answer:

"Let's go tonight. We've already agreed, so let's go." Maybe we can find some books we haven't read yet.

Finally, after a few days, the two (crossed out) ghosts found the daimyo who asked Jixing to come and treat his illness. Muzan followed Jixing and looked at Jixing with a frown, and asked about the condition of the daimyo in front of his bed.

"My lord, your illness is a bit serious."

Muzan also saw at this time that the daimyo's illness was considered an incurable disease in this era. In modern terms, it was a lung disease.

Hearing this, the daimyo's already weak face became even more uneasy.

Jixing changed the subject: "I can treat it, but I'm afraid I need to stay away from others. This is my family secret method."

The daimyo was a little hesitant. He was worried that he and Jixing were alone in a room.

But many doctors had declared his illness incurable. Now there was a life-saving straw, how could he give up?

Seeing that he was hesitant, Jixing urged him, "If not, I'll leave."

"Cough, cough, cough!!!" Daimyo was so scared that he started coughing, and he couldn't stop it all of a sudden, as if he was going to cough out his lungs.

Finally, after coughing, Daimyo hurriedly stopped Jixing: "Okay, okay, you all go out."

Watching the servants in the room leave, Daimyo was asked by Jixing to close his eyes.

Jixing pretended to take out a candy bean from the bag he carried with him, asked him to swallow it, and then used blood ghost magic to treat him directly.

Daimyo was surprised to find that after drinking the medicine, he really felt the pain was rapidly subsiding. After a moment, he got Jixing's consent and opened his eyes in surprise.

At this time, except for the feeling of weakness, there was almost no discomfort.

Jixing took out a box of medicine made from common herbs from the cloth bag across his waist, put it on the table next to him, and said seriously: "Take one pill a day, otherwise it will relapse. Take the medicine on time and you will be cured in a month."

Daimyo nodded seriously: "Sir, it's getting late, the mansion has prepared dinner."

Jixing stood up and stroked his clothes, and Muzan also stood up from the side.

Jixing shook his head slightly: "No need, just give me the medical expenses."

But as soon as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open, and a group of guys holding swords and knives surrounded him.

Muzan looked sleepy, glanced at Daimyo sitting on the bed, and looked a little unhappy.