Demon Slayer: The Undead Swordsman of Thunder

After several unsuccessful attempts, Shimi realized that the other party was definitely a martial artist, someone he could never beat, and he calmed down a lot.

Why did this guy give snacks to his younger brother and sister? Was he kind?

Thinking of this, Shimi laughed at himself. Even a man who was a father had to sell his children. Can the kindness of strangers be trusted?

This was the environment Shimi grew up in. It was really hard for him to believe that someone would be nice to others for no reason.

"Yo!"

"Your punch is slow, boy!"

Fei Yuzhen said with a smile. The next moment, he punched quickly, and this punch passed by Shimi's face with terrifying force.

In an instant, Shimi's eyes widened, his hair stood up, and waves of fear surged in his heart.

This guy deliberately missed the target. Thinking of this, he took a breath of cold air. The other party was much stronger than he thought.

"I really have no ill intentions, otherwise do you think you can stop me?" Fei Yuzhen patted Shimi's shoulder and smiled slightly.

"So what do you want to do, charity?"

"I don't believe there are good people in this world who do things for nothing!" Shimi had a gloomy face, and he was still very vigilant.

"Hey!" Feiyuzhen laughed and teased, "You saw it today. I like to meddle in other people's business."

"Huh?!" Shimi looked at him as if he was mentally retarded. This guy must have a problem with his brain.

Ignoring Shimi, Feiyuzhen walked into his house on his own. Shimi was about to stop him, but he turned his back and waved his hand, saying:

"Yesterday, a guy named Fushigawa Jin robbed me."

Hearing this, Shimi was stunned. That damn man was causing trouble again.

"Sorry!"

"I was impulsive!"

He immediately bowed 90 degrees to apologize. Although he hated his bastard father all the time, he felt a little guilty when he thought that he had just beaten Feiyuzhen, who was also a victim of his father.

Fei Yuzhen didn't care at all. After all, this guy was loyal and righteous. He turned his head with a smile and said, "Forget about the apology. Do you think he can beat me?"

But he changed the subject and continued, "But I am the victim. It's okay for me to rest at your house for a few days, right?"

"This..." Shiya was speechless for a moment. The main reason was that he was really wrong in this matter, but it was difficult to support such a large family, let alone one more mouth.

Fei Yuzhen knew Shiya's difficulties. He took out a wad of money from his pocket and threw it to the other party, saying:

"This is my accommodation and meal expenses!"

Shiya's eyes almost popped out. He had never touched so much money in his life. He was dumbfounded. So this is the world of rich people?

By the way, is this too much?

Of course, he will soon realize that the money given by Fei Yuzhen is very reasonable.

In the evening, the Fuzugawa family started eating. There was one more person in the small room, which made it even more crowded.

There were many delicacies that the family had never seen before on the table, and the quantity was even more puzzling.

"Why don't you eat?"

"I didn't poison it!"

Fei Yuzhen held a roasted chicken, his cheeks stuffed full, and asked vaguely.

"Mr. Tiandao, this money is for you. You are Shimi's friend. If you want to stay, you don't need to pay!" Mrs. Fushigawa pushed the money in front of Fei Yuzhen and said softly.

Swallowing the food in his mouth, he waved his hand and said, "Auntie, Shimi once saved me. If you still refuse, it will be difficult for me to deal with it."

Hearing this, Shimi was stunned. When did I save your life?

How could I not know.

"Eat quickly, it won't taste good if it gets cold!"

Without their mother's permission, the little kids in the Fushigawa family just drooled and stared. Although they were poor, they had to listen to their mother.

"Well... well, thank you, Mr. Tiandao!"

As soon as Mrs. Fushigawa finished speaking, several little kids with baby voices echoed her.

"Thank you, Mr. Tiandao!"

What's wrong with this guy...?

Shimi didn't understand, or maybe his cognition in the slums for so many years was broken.

Or maybe he remembered what Feiyuzhen said to him: I like to meddle in other people's business.

With Feiyuzhen, the happy treasure, joining in, the laughter at the dinner table never stopped. The Fushigawa family hadn't heard such laughter for a long time.

At night, Shimi sat outside the house alone, and he still couldn't figure out why.

At this moment, Feiyuzhen sat next to him and joked:

"Why, you still think I'm a bad guy!"

Shiya turned his head away proudly and said, "Who knows, I've seen many guys who can disguise themselves."

"Whatever you think!" Feiyuzhen stood up and stretched. No matter what, he caught up. The next step is to find a way to make the Fuzugawa family move away.

This is what he is most worried about.According to the plot, Mrs. Fuzugawa became a ghost, and the Fuzugawa family was almost wiped out.

Then who can assimilate ordinary people into ghosts, or in other words, except for the scum boss and the upper string, which ghost dares to do this?

At this moment, in a corner of the slums, the drunk Fuzugawa Jin was venting his anger at the air.

Suddenly, a black figure broke into his blurred vision. He was worried that he had nowhere to vent his anger, and this punching bag was delivered to his door.

"Damn, who are you?"

"Don't you know that this is my territory?"

"Oh?"

A cold questioning voice sounded, and this voice seemed to come from the abyss, with a chilling breath, and Fuzugawa Jin sobered up instantly.

I saw a tall young man standing in the moonlight, his clean and tidy suit was out of tune with the dirty alley.

The man's skin was pale, without a trace of blood, just like a piece of white paper, and his plum-red eyes revealed bloodthirstiness and cruelty.

Just by looking at the man, Fuzugawa Jin was frightened and dared not move. It was not that he did not want to escape, but his legs were already weak.

At this moment, he could not even move his feet, let alone turn around and run away.

He could not imagine how terrifying the creature standing in front of him was. This was the ancestor of all ghosts-

Kibutsuji Muzan.

It has only one nemesis, and that is the dead Tsugikoku Yoriichi.

In this era, no one can kill it except the sun, at least for the time being.

"What did you just say, say it again!" Muzan's mouth showed a strange arc. He was in a good mood today because he seemed to have news about the blue red spider lily.

He would not kill the little bug in front of him, but planned to give him a chance. As for whether he could bear it, it depended on luck.

"I, I, I..."

Looking at those scarlet eyes that were devouring people without leaving any bones, Fushigawa Jin was so scared that he stuttered. He knelt down with a plop. He knew that he had hit a wall again.

He didn't understand why there were so many walls in a small slum.

This was unreasonable!

"Please spare me, don't... don't... don't kill me!"

He kowtowed frantically, not daring to look into Wuzan's eyes at all.

"I don't want to step on bugs today!"

Wuzan's cold voice almost froze his blood, but when he heard that he didn't have to die, he was relieved.

The next moment, Wuzan's index finger inserted into his temple.