Demon Slayer: The Tai Chi Swordsman

So fast!

It's so fast!

Inosuke gradually became excited, and an idea of ​​racing with this giant beast appeared in his heart.

Inosuke opened the car window and stuck his head out of the window with laughter. Feeling the strong wind, Inosuke laughed even more excitedly.

"Hahaha!"

"So fast, I want to get off the car!"

Kiritani Zhantu had a bitter face and sighed, how could he teach such a thing!

He pulled Inosuke back and gave him a "care" from his master.

Inosuke immediately sat up straight, although his eyes still looked out the window from time to time.

The infinite train was like a big black snake, running at high speed on the track.

The dark night pressed down and merged perfectly with the train. Only the dim lights on the train were still flickering in the silent night.

Kiritani Zhantu looked at the butterfly hairpin in his hand, and the memories of Kocho Shinobu poured out like a tide.

With a click, the iron door of the carriage opened, and the ticket inspector wearing a black hat walked in.

There were still traces of tears in the corners of his eyes, and his steps were like those of a drug addict.

The sound of the ticket pliers "click, click" rang out in the quiet carriage.

Kyojuro, Tanjiro, Inosuke, Zenitsu, all of their tickets were cut with a notch by the ticket pliers.

Kiritani Sento remembered that the tickets were mixed with Nightmare's blood. Once they were cut, the person holding the ticket would fall asleep.

Kiritani Sento quietly activated the Crescent Moon Eye, and the ticket inspector directly ignored Kiritani Sento.

Nightmare's moves are helpful to their work in a sense. The passengers are all asleep, so they won't run around when the ghost appears.

Feeling that the ticket inspector has come back, Kiritani Sento silently closed his eyes.

After confirming that all the passengers were asleep, the ticket inspector raised the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't help but speed up his pace.

"Great, the mission is finally completed!"

The ticket inspector walked through the carriages and came to the locomotive.

The strange thing is that the driver has fallen asleep, but the train is still running steadily on the track.

The ticket inspector looked at the air, his eyes full of expectation, and he said anxiously: "I... I have completed the task you gave me!"

"Can you please let me see my wife and daughter again?"

As he spoke, the ticket inspector knelt down and burst into tears.

Suddenly, a pale palm came out from the dark corner, and there was a mouth on the back of the hand.

The hand climbed onto the ticket inspector's shoulder and said in a soft voice in his ear: "Sleep, I will give you a good dream!"

As soon as the voice fell, the ticket inspector fell down, and soon, he showed a happy smile.

The black pillow slowly emerged, and the hand was like a dog that saw its owner, and it jumped up with five fingers.

A broken wrist just caught the palm, and Nightmare walked out of the pillow with a smile.

He stretched lazily and murmured: "No matter whether he is a pillar or a silver-haired swordsman, how many people in this world can resist the temptation of a beautiful dream!"

"Ah!"

"I am so kind that I gave those mortals a good dream before they died!"

Nightmare's triumphant smile echoed throughout the front of the train. In a few minutes, Nightmare will merge with the entire train.

By then, everyone will be equivalent to sitting in Nightmare's stomach, and they have become food.

As for what the remaining two lower strings want to do, Nightmare will let them do whatever they want. If it weren't for the order of the adults, Nightmare would have kicked them out long ago.

"I have to say that the silver-haired swordsman did a good thing!"

"I really hope he can kill the remaining two guys, so that everyone on the train will be my food!"

In the first carriage adjacent to the front of the train, four pale children knelt in front of Nightmare's palm.

The palm was explaining their next task seriously.

These four children were all suffering from terminal illnesses. The illness took away their sleep, and dreaming was even more unrealistic.

But Nightmare's ability just allowed them to have a good dream. For ordinary people, that was a very common thing, but for the four of them, a good dream was the most undesirable thing in the world.

"Remember, the dreams I created are not infinite. They are centered on the owner of the dream and are a big sphere.

And outside the dream is the unconscious realm, where everyone's spiritual core is stored. Your task is to destroy it.

Once the spiritual core is destroyed, that person will become a useless person. You can get what you want after completing the task!"

After explaining the task, Nightmare's palm disappeared.

The four children carried their sick bodies and walked towards the carriage where Kiritani Zhantu and others were.

Even though the ghost hunter had fallen asleep, Nightmare was still worried. He had to waitAll the ghost hunters became fools, only then could he enjoy a trainload of delicious food.

Hundreds of people, what a sumptuous dinner.

The train was terribly quiet, and the wind whistled outside the train.

Nightmare stood on the front of the train and looked down at the whole train. He opened his arms and enjoyed this moment of tranquility.

Nightmare held his chin with both hands, full of yandere flavor.

"Hehehehe!"

"It's just that people can't wait. If I eat so many people at once, I will definitely become an upper string!"

Nightmare closed his eyes, with his back to the train head, and under his feet was a train with a speed of dozens of kilometers per hour.

As long as Nightmare lay back lightly, the running train would crush him, but Nightmare still did it.

He lay down on the speeding train, but his body was not smashed into pieces. His body was stuck to the front of the train like a dog-skin plaster.

After a while, Nightmare's body was like melted ice cream, blending into the train bit by bit.

At this moment, his body perfectly merged with the train. He was the train and the train was him.

He was just waiting for the moment when the ghost hunter became a fool, so that he could devour all the people on the train.

Ling Yuzi and Bing Ye stared at the locomotive in a daze. Was Nightmare a fool?

"He jumped down. He won't die!" Ling Yuzi scratched his head in confusion.

Bing Ye decisively slapped this stupid teammate. He slowly said, "Are you a pig?"

"Nightmare is probably integrated with the train. We have to act quickly, otherwise this madman will eat us all!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bing Ye jumped into the junction of the carriages. He didn't want to give all the food to Nightmare.

But only he could do such a ridiculous thing as merging with the train.

But the good news is that the guy solved all the ghost hunters. Although he was very unhappy, it did solve many problems.

Ling Yuzi rubbed the two horns on his forehead, changed a carriage and jumped down.

The door of the carriage where Kiritani Zhantu was suddenly opened, and all the ghosts did not realize that there was still someone awake in the train, and he was the strongest one.