The suffering of flesh and blood begins with Demon Slayer forging swords

Tanjiro looked at the source of the smell, and at this time, someone's scream sounded in the depths of the woods, it was a teenager who also participated in the selection.

"Why are there such big aliens, I've never heard of such a thing!"

the thing emerged from the darkness and chased after the screaming teenager.

"That's... Is that..... What!".

Is it a ghost? The thing was no longer human-shaped, the arms, dozens of large and small hands entangled, the lower hand was instead of the walking leg, and the upper hand was wriggling.

One of the arms was carrying a man, who had apparently broken his neck and had long since lost his breath.

The ghost's arms fused into a huge arm, wriggling and crawling like a giant snake, wrapping around the ankle of the fleeing boy.

"Ahhh

Tanjiro made a splash and threw a violent spin, finally cutting off the huge arm, and the boy who was caught broke free and fell to the ground.

Tanjiro shielded him with a sword, glaring angrily at the alien ghost.

There was a small head on the clump wrapped around his arm, and two golden eyes glanced at Tanjiro through the gaps in the overlapping arms, and then smiled.

"Here we go again, my sweet little fox. "

“..... Fox?"

Tanjiro wears a fox mask on the top of his head, which is probably what he refers to.

"Kitsune-chan, how many years has it been

since Meiji?" asked Teki suddenly, Tanjiro was at a loss for words, a few years ago, the Meiji era had ended.

"It's the Taisho era. "

What is it when it is written in kanji?"

"It's very correct......."

"What is this, it seems that Meiji is not right!

"Who cares about you!" the

ghost slammed on the ground with several arms, twisting his body violently and roaring.

"Damn

Scales, Damn Scales, Damn Scales!" "Why did you know Master Scales..."

Hearing Tanjiro's words, the oni cast a look full of anger.

"Of course I do!" The person who caught me was Scale, and I will never forget what happened forty-seven

years ago!" Forty-seven years ago, if I remember correctly, it was the Edo period, did this ghost stay here for so long?

"You lied!"

It was not Tanjiro who refuted him, but the young man who had just been rescued, and he was trembling behind Tanjiro's back.

"There can't be ghosts who live that long, there are only ghosts here who have eaten two or three people at most! Ghosts either kill each other or are killed in the final selection, so..."

The

hand ghost smiled disdainfully,

"I'll eat fifty children." "

Fifty !!

". Tanjiro was speechless for a moment, and he remembered what Scales had said:

"Basically, the strength of an oni depends on how many people it eats.

"So the more you eat, the stronger the ghost becomes?"

"That's right, when the strength is strengthened, the flesh will change, and you can even perform blood ghost magic, and when you have rich combat experience, you can also detect how many people the ghost in front of you has eaten with your sense of smell." I

see, this strong stench means that this ghost has eaten a lot of people!

Tanjiro, who was speechless, waved countless arms and began to count

, "Every time, remember it's twelve, no, it's thirteen, well, you're fourteen." Several

arms pointed at Tanjiro.

"What?"

"The number of Scales' apprentices I've eaten, I'm determined to kill all of that guy's apprentices here." The

hand ghost looked happy and let out a laugh.

"That's right..... Two of them impressed me very much, the strongest was a little ghost with flesh-colored hair and a wound at the corner of his mouth, and the other was a girl in a floral kimono who didn't have much strength but was very sharp.

Tanjiro's face turned blue, the two children he saw who instructed him in breathing were actually killed by the ghost in front of him, and it was no wonder that they didn't have any smell on them.

"That fox mask is a mark, I remember the texture of the mask carved out of the scales, and the tengu mask that guy wore was also made in the same way, is it called a disaster mask? hahahaha That's why I can easily distinguish them!"

Tanjiro was dizzy with anger, shortness of breath, and his head went blank.

"They were eaten by me, which is equivalent to the scale of the scale killing them!" Thinking

of this, the hand ghost shook his whole body and smiled happily.

"The little girl was crying when I said these things before, and it didn't take long for her movements to become unsteady, so I grabbed her, tore off her hands and feet, and-" Can't

let him continue to abuse the two of them anymore, Tanjiro jumped up and cut off several outstretched ghost hands, and continued to attack towards the huge body.

"Calm down, Tanjiro, your breath is out of order! Leave our business alone!" Tanjiro

seemed to hear the sound of a rabbit coming from somewhere, but in the next moment, the Thousand-Handed Oni swept him away with a huge wave of his arms.

Tanjiro crashed into the trunk of a tree behind him and fainted, shattering the fox mask on his head.

"Hahaha, damn scales, you deserve it!" the

hand ghost shook his huge body and slowly approached Tanjiro.

"Brother!"

Tanjiro whispered in his ear as his younger brother, Shigeru.

That's right, I can't lose, I can't die in this kind of place, for the sake of the rabbit and the real mushroom, for the many children killed by this guy, for Mr. Scale, for your beans, for my mother and younger brothers and sisters! I must defeat this guy Pig!

Tanjiro suddenly opened his eyes, and when he saw the thousand-armed ghost approaching him, he immediately got up and jumped away, and slashed off several arms with a strong swing of the knife, but the ghost hand quickly regrew due to its strong recovery power, and he couldn't cut it all.

The next moment Tanjiro asked, there was a strange aura in the soil below, and as expected, a ghost hand appeared directly below where he was standing.

Tanjiro jumped high to dodge as he posed in the air, smelling the scent of a line of void, a tightened thread connected to the devil's neck.

【Complete Episode Water Breath One No Type Water Surface Slash】

The hand ghost who is like a small mountain uses several arms to protect his thick neck, no matter how thick and hard the neck is, he will definitely be able to cut him

off now!

Looking up at Tanjiro who was rushing towards him, the hand ghost recalled the moment when a man wearing a tengu mask swung a knife at that day forty-seven years ago.

There

was a cold touch on his neck, and the next moment, the hand ghost was already on the ground watching his body melt and disintegrate.

"Damn! Damn! I'm going to die!" his

body was disappearing, and now he couldn't even turn his head, the little ghost stood in front of him, the scaly apprentice who had beheaded himself.

Ahh

However, the little ghost in front of him actually showed a sad expression, which was a look of genuine pity, with a little déjà vu.

"Why is this happening, I'm so afraid, brother, I'm so afraid that I will be alone at night and hold my hand as usual. "

Is this my memory?The one who spoke was me

?"Why did I bite my brother to death..."Who

is my brother?

That's right... It was because I longed for someone to hold my hand that I grew so many arms, but my body had long since fallen apart, and now only the thickest one remained.

At this point, someone held the only remaining hand tightly.

"I really can't help you, you're always so cowardly. "

A gentle and familiar voice, ahhh So I dare to walk at night.

Someone was holding my hand, it was a familiar face, the face of someone I liked the most in the past, this should be my brother, thinking of this, the hand ghost has completely lost consciousness.

"God, I want you, the next time this person is reincarnated, don't let him become a ghost. It

turned out that Tanjiro was holding the oni's hand and praying just now, and soon after, the hands also crumbled and disintegrated.

"Rabbit, Maha, I won, you can rest assured, the other children who were killed must have gone back, even if they turn into ghosts, they will return to their favorite Scales Sensei, back to the Narrow Misty Mountain..."