From Demon Slayer Randomly Starts Great World

The gloomy cold seems to be unique to this town, and the shabby and aging stretch on the surface of the wall skin until the invisible corner.

According to the instructions of the Raven, the Ghost Killing Team once had a seven-person squad missing here, and no news came out, even the Raven who followed the mission did not turn back.

It’s like missing contact, completely disoriented in this gloomy town.

The above is the task description.

In fact, everyone knows that the so-called loss of contact is most likely death, but the thought of the news has not come out makes people shudder.

From the moment she entered the town, Butterfly Shinobu constantly observed her surroundings, and even during the day, she did not let her guard down.

Sometimes ghosts are not the most terrifying, but the hearts of human beings hidden under the skin and bones are the darkest and unguessable.

Miyamoto followed in the footsteps of Shinobu Butterfly, walking around the town, stopping and observing the surroundings from time to time.

He held the butterfly Shinobu in one hand and the hilt of the Nikkawa Sword in the other, and the danger in the darkness had long since converged in the daylight.

In fact, Miyamoto Shin has long noticed that both street passers-by and restaurant owners have cast malicious eyes at them, but they have never made a move.

Rather than waiting for an opportunity, it is more about examining the value of prey? Maybe in their eyes, these two children can’t squeeze any oil.

It is not only evil spirits that await him and butterflies, but also evil thoughts from humans.

As the sun goes down, the wet road surface is gradually covered with a layer of white mist.

Butterfly Shinobu looked solemn, and under careful search during the day, he did find some clues, such as dried blood stains next to the sewers, bones near restaurants that resembled human bodies, and so on.

The people of this town, there is indeed a problem.

Just as Butterfly Shinobu came up with this idea, two men in white kimonos and yokai masks poked out from the side alley and walked towards them.

Could it be a ghost?

No, it’s two people.

Butterfly Shinobu immediately distinguished the identities of the two white-clothed humans from the details.

“This young lady, we are holding a festival, are you interested in attending?” The man in the monster mask did not coerce by force, but pointed to the dark path leading to the town square.

“Is there anything to eat?” Miyamoto Shin suddenly asked.

The monster mask man was stunned, and replied with a smile: “Not only is there food, but it is all free, after all, it is a sacrificial activity, how can you be stingy.” ”

Miyamoto Shinobu pushed Butterfly Shinobu’s arm: “Let’s go together?” ”

Butterfly nodded.

The monster mask man did not expect the process to be so simple, and the back hand that was originally prepared was canceled, and he quietly stuffed back the things hidden in the cuffs.

“Come with me.” He walked in front, the corners of his mouth behind the mask slightly upturned, and Butterfly Shinobu and Miyamoto Shinobu glanced at each other and followed.

At the same time, people wearing monster masks appeared at forks in all directions of the town, both men and women, and even young and old.

They guide travelers sleeping here in the evening, or pedestrians passing by, towards the center of the town.

Although some people noticed that something was wrong, after seeing so many people walking together, they dispelled the doubts in their hearts, after all, people follow the crowd.

Maybe there really is some big festival in the middle of town? Maybe you can rub a free dinner.

At this time, there are many people who hold on to small and cheap, and the objects of sacrifice activities are often gods, and with the country’s reverence for ghosts and gods, the activities must be grand and extraordinary.

Depending on the region, the rituals of the festival are very different, but there is also a commonality, that is, they are very lively.

So soon someone noticed that something was wrong, and the sacrifice should have a very lively drum beating, or a joyful procession, right?

But along the way, except for this group of people wearing white kimonos wearing yokai masks, there were no other people dressed up.

At this time, the people who reacted quickly had already given birth to the idea of escaping, but there were especially many people with monster masks around, pouring in from all directions.

The overall number averages, and almost everyone has two to three Yokai Mask People around them.

Miyamoto’s eyes kept scanning the youkai mask man, and until now he had not found a single ghost.

Is it really just a sacrifice?

At this moment, in the center of the square, an old man who also wore a monster mask, with his body constantly jumping in front of the fire, made strange sounds from time to time.

Shin Miyamoto just glanced at it and lost interest, this is also human.

Is it really just a sacrifice?

At this moment, a rough voice sounded not far away: “What about the free food that you said will serve us?” ”

Miyamoto followed the voice and looked over to speak of a middle-aged man, his clothes were worn and dusty, which immediately reminded people of the word beggar.

“Please wait a moment, it’ll be over soon.” The monster mask man calmed his emotions on the side, but his eyes didn’t even look at him.

It’s a pity that the beggar man’s attention is all on the food, and he doesn’t care about the attitude of the guys around him.

The old man on the stage seemed to have completed some kind of ritual, and the whole person was extremely excited, trembling his body and saying to the monster mask man below: “This time the great god lord needs more flesh and blood sacrifices, so use these people as sacrifices.” ”

When the words fell, the surrounding monster mask people suddenly took action, and I saw them surrounded the people who had just brought them over.

Even Miyamoto Shin and Butterfly Shinobu were no exception, only to see that the two people who had just led the two of them over had already turned their heads to look at them, and the malice in their eyes broke through the sky.

“Uncle, a pig’s nose with a green onion is not an elephant.” Miyamoto Shin said without anger.

Under the transparent vision, the physical condition of the two is clear in his eyes, and they are really just ordinary people.

Ghosts are not afraid, let alone two humans who have no force value?

ps: Please recommend the blade, it should be on the shelves next Friday, and the bounty will be released a few days in advance.

I hope this bounty is not too deserted……..

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