People read the barrage at the beginning of Demon Slayer

The

cockscomb-headed boy trembled, shoved his fingers into his mouth and chewed slowly.

Yushiro sat on his knees, but his head was stretched out in front of him, and a pair of eyes stared at him.

"It's delicious, it must be delicious!".

Dare to say it's not delicious, I'll tear you to shreds in no time!

That's the finger of Lord Zhushi!

Xuanmi had no way to answer him.

The reaction was greater than when he first tried, and the eyes with whites larger than their pupils turned demonized black in an instant.

The fangs that had just fallen out popped out again, piercing the lips, and the blood that flowed out was licked away by the tongue that had turned bruised.

Genmi felt his heart beat fast, and the impact in his chest made him involuntarily open his mouth wide, and saliva flowed into a piece, dripping onto the clothes on his chest.

"Hah...... Ha ......

".

Zhu Shi frowned lightly: "Maybe I'm too young, my body is not strong enough, and it's too difficult to digest my flesh and blood." "

After a long while, Xuan Mi came to his senses, and his dark eyes slowly turned: "I feel better." "

Too slow.

Qingren sighed in his heart.

Such a long "skill reading time" is enough for the demons in the battle to tear him to pieces and swallow him into his stomach.

But instead of saying anything to discourage Genmi's interest, he asked, "How do you feel compared to the last time?"

"It feels so good!" the little kid was very excited, he felt that he was thinking at an outrageous speed, and his trembling muscles made him can't help but move up and down the room, like a big black mouse.

"Hey, no matter how excited you are, stop yourself! This is not a playground!"

Yushiro's dissatisfaction suddenly flashed behind Genya's back and grabbed his neckline.

"And this ......

".

Genya closed his eyes and slowly savored the information that appeared in his mind. He stretched out his arm and stabbed his own with his sharp ghost claws, and in an instant, a faint fragrance wafted out of the wound on his arm and filled the room.

"This is ......" Zhu Shi was stunned and looked at Xuan Mi with some surprise.

Blood Demon Magic, Blood Confusion, and the Demon Fragrance of the White Sun!

It's her blood magic that can reduce the brain function of her targets with the scent of blood, tempting them to tell the secrets they want to protect.

The magic incense of the white sun that Xuan Mi used, although it could not be compared to hers, was already quite threatening.

The Ghost Eater's physique is really special, and this child, who has not yet reached the age of ten, has an amazing talent.

It was amazing that

she could replicate her moves with just one finger.

Qingren was caught off guard and smelled the strange fragrance, only to feel that his mind was dull, as if his thoughts were about to freeze.

Yushiro saw the sluggish expression of the white-haired boy, and his heart was secretly refreshed.

Although it was not released by Lord Zhushi himself, the magic incense of the day will harm the human body, and if humans inhale too much, they may become fool......s

A white towel covered Haruto's face, and Zhu Shi knelt down beside him, gently raising Haruto's hand to cover the towel.

Yushiro: Σ(っД;) っ！！！

"Lord Zhushi, let me come, I'll take good care of Mr. Haruto!".

"You must not deliberately cover him to death, Yushiro. "

"Absolutely not!".

......

After the aroma in the house dissipated, Zhu Shi prescribed some medicine to clear his heart and calm his nerves, and promised to study the tube of blood he left behind.

"Genmi's physical fitness is not good enough, but this is also normal, after all, he is still young.

As he gets older, his physical development will get better and better, and when the time comes, he will be able to accelerate the transformation of the ghost's flesh and blood. "

Zhu Shi wrote quickly on the paper: "In short, don't let him face the evil spirit alone until he can quickly digest the flesh and blood." "

"I see. "

In Yushiro's murderous eyes, Haruto asked, "Can I write to you in the future?".

Zhu Shi chuckled, folded the white paper full of words and handed it to him: "Of course, we are now - research partners." "

Leaving the Zhushi Mansion that was hidden by Yushiro's blood ghost technique, Genmi's mood didn't seem to be too high.

"What's wrong?" Haruto reached out and rubbed his cockscomb, sighing inwardly.

As the guy at Birthashiki said, Haruhin needs a stepson to learn and inherit his Star Breath.

The stepson here does not refer to the righteous son, but to the apprentice.

Within the Ghost Slayer Team, there are many pairs of masters and stepsons, and some masters even have more than one stepson.

They are different from traditional cultivators and reserve swordsmen. A good stepson who follows the master is not just to learn the breathing method, but is determined to learn everything that the master has mastered, and the best stepson will inherit the mantle of the master.

Harukoto was originally going to let Genya inherit the breath of the stars, although he had a golden finger by his side, and he felt that he would live for a hundred years.

But Star Breath does need to be inherited, it is a powerful breathing method, whether it is himself or Yaoya, I hope that some child can master it.

But Genmi couldn't even learn the breathing method.

Instead of putting his disappointment on his face, Haruto learns to have a gentle smile - a smile that works so well to soothe children.

"Teacher. Xuan Mi quietly cut his hairstyle again: "Ghost...... What kind of image is it?".

Haruto knew what he was thinking.

The gentle and beautiful Zhu Shi and the eccentric Yushiro I saw today made Genmi feel that he had just established an impression of evil spirits, and all of them had collapsed.

The first ghost he saw in his life was his mother, and all the pain he experienced was also brought to him by his demonized mother.

When he recalls that night, he doesn't even know who to hate.

Hate mother? No, it's not.

Hate the Qingren who didn't come in time? That's ungrateful.

Hate to run away from home and have no face to see his brother? That's even more impossible.

He could only endure his grief and hate the unknown guy who turned his mother into a demon.

In his imagination, powerful demons must be evil, covered in a foul smell and covered in blood, and walking in the world will bring pain to people.

That kind of guy deserves to be hated, so that Genmi has the belief of killing ghosts.

Can...... But Miss Zhushi is so beautiful, maybe it has nothing to do with beauty, her body is full of warm atmosphere.

She's even a doctor, and she's treating human patients even in the morning.

But she is indeed a very powerful ghost, and survives by drinking human blood.

Such a contradiction makes Xuanmi's small head insufficient.

Haruto stood there and pondered for a moment.

Isn't that what he was thinking?

Is it just because his blood is special? No, it shouldn't be like that.

So he gently rubbed the back of Genmi Maola's head and replied, "Isn't there a poor man in the ghosts? Of course there is."

Even those big demons who eat a few people every day, maybe there are poor guys.

But can poor people hurt innocents?

Miss Zhu Shi is a unique being, and her perseverance is greater than anyone I have ever met.

She probably hates Onimai Tsuji more than anyone I've ever met.

Genmi, don't subvert your beliefs because of unique people. "

Xuan Mi raised his head and nodded as if he didn't understand.

Inside the mansion, Zhu Shi opened the gift from Haruto.

They are two scented candles that are now popular among young girls in Tokyo Prefecture, and they are made in the shape of white stone statues, and they have even been lit with a faint smell of white camellia and ambergris, which looks trendy and elegant.

There

was also a note next to the candle with the name of the candle and the front, middle and back notes.

Dream Thief.

Zhu Shi took the candle in his hand and looked at it over and over again, and a smile rose on the corner of his mouth.

"Unique...... people?".

She put down the candle and picked up the needle filled with the blood of the sunny man.

"Maybe it's really ...... What about the Dream Thief.