A Dimensional Journey Begins with the Dragon Clan

Chapter 399
What Yuya Ubuyashiki said made Xuanhao suddenly realize that he seemed to have made a mistake.

Maybe he shouldn't always think about what he should do is the best, but should ask Nezuko what he thinks.

Thinking about it carefully, Nezuko and Erika are different.

Erika is born with flawed thinking and needs someone to guide her; Nezuko is different. She has been a kind and sensible child since she was a child, and she should have her own opinions.Because Nezuko has remained silent since he became a ghost, Xuan Hao accidentally overlooked this point.

Yuya Ubuyashiki is right, the future of human beings has never been determined by others.

Regarding the future of Nezuko, he may be able to help from the side, but it should be Nezuko himself who decides the future.

After saying everything, Ubuyashiki came to the door accompanied by Xuan Hao.

"Is this... a hint in your heart?"

Xuan Hao asked with some uncertainty about Yoya Ubuyashiki who was still smiling softly beside him.

He had seen a lot of this kind of hypnosis-like method when he was in Kassel College, but almost all the people in Kassel College used the spirit of speech as an auxiliary to achieve the desired effect.

But the head of the obstetric house in front of him doesn't have the ability to speak spirit. Xuan Hao is sure that he is just an ordinary person. If there is anything special, it should only have excellent leadership, insight and affinity.

"It's not so much a hint...is it more appropriate to use 'guidance'?"

Yoya Mibuyashiki explained with a smile, "I just want to remind this child what to do. Although I don't know how much effect it will have, it should still be helpful, right?"

"Well, thank you."

Xuan Hao sincerely thanked Yoya Yashiki.

He didn't know if such "guidance" had any effect on Nezuko, but it did remind him of his cognitive mistakes.

"Mr. is serious."

Miyayashiki Yoya was a little flattered, "I just do what I can, after all, there are not many things I can do with my frail body, it would be great if I could help."

"So I do need your help with something."

Xuanhao suddenly remembered that he might need the help of Yuya Ubuyashiki for the question about Zhushi.

"Oh?" Miyayashiki Yoya was a little puzzled, "Please tell me clearly, if I can help you, I will do my best."

"Do you know a ghost named Zhu Shi?" Xuan Hao asked.

"Zhu Shi?"

Yuya Ubuyashiki was stunned for a moment, and quickly recovered his calm. Speaking of it, it is true that there is such a special ghost.

"I know. According to the records of our family, we have been secretly communicating with Ms. Zhushi hundreds of years ago, but since Mr. Xuanhao fell asleep, we have rarely contacted her."

"Then do you know where she is now?" Xuan Hao asked again.

Yuya Miyayashiki shook his head slowly, "I don't know, but... if Mr. wants to find her, I can help."

"Can you find it?"

"It can't be guaranteed, but it should be possible." Ubuyashiki replied seriously.

Xuan Hao frowned suddenly when he heard this, "It's also looking for a ghost. Listening to you, it seems easier to find Zhu Shi than to find Wu Mi?"

"About this question..." Yoya Ubuyashiki sighed, "This is also a question that bothers me. No matter how much Miss Zhushi hides, she will reveal clues, but Wu Mi seems to have disappeared out of thin air. He seems to use What method did you use to erase your traces..."

"But as long as it is a living creature, unless it does not act at all, it is impossible not to leave traces in this world."

Xuan Hao thought for a while, and retorted, "If you really just use some means to erase your own traces, it is impossible not to leave flaws after a long time."

"But what if he has evolved to fully integrate into the human population?"

The expression on Ubuyashiki's face became a little gloomy, "I can't think of any way to make a ghost leave no trace of existence, but it will be different if it is integrated into human beings... Wumi is a special existence, Perhaps other ghosts will not be able to suppress their bloodthirsty impulses in the face of humans, but he is different, so he is fully capable of being able to blend into the crowd and live like ordinary people."

"Then his life is really leisurely..."

Hearing Yashiki Yoya's judgment, Xuan Hao's face also became a little gloomy.

As the saying goes, the great hermit hides in the city, but this is generally used for the out-of-world experts. As for the ghost dance Tsuji Wumi?Does he deserve it?In short, no one should believe that this guy has washed his hands and stopped eating people and just wants to live the life of an ordinary person, right?

For thousands of years, countless people have been working hard to find Gui Wu Tsuji Wumi, and he did not hesitate to pay the price of his life for this, but this righteous master easily pretended to be a human being and lived a leisurely life. Just thinking about it can make ghosts The blood pressure of the swordsmen of the killing team was full.

"That's why we've been thinking about eliminating this guy all the time..." Yoya Ubuyashiki had a dangerous smile on his face.

"Don't worry, I think so too." Xuan Hao nodded in agreement.

"That's great."

Yuya Ubuyashiki said goodbye to the man in front of him with a smile.

"If there is nothing else, I will take my leave first. I will take care of the things that Mr. Xuan Hao explained. If there is any news about Miss Zhu Shi, I will immediately notify you through the crow."

"Yeah." Xuan Hao nodded slightly, not trying to hold back.

"So farewell, please Mr. Xuan Hao continue to pay attention to the children of the Ghost Killing Squad."

Slowly pushing open the wooden door, Yoya Ubuyashiki turned and left with a smile.

When he walked out the door of the room, the obstetricians waiting outside, Amane and Kin, looked at him in shock.

"Husband, you..."

Ubuyashiki Amane stepped forward to help with some hesitation.

"Thanks to Mr.'s help, my body will probably be able to last for a while longer."

Miyayashiki Yoya smiled and patted his wife's hand holding him, "Let's go, I still have a lot of things to do when I go back, maybe this time I can really see the day of my dream come."

After this visit, Yoya Ubuyashiki believed more and more in the prophecies of his predecessors.

This incredible power that could even help him prolong his life made him believe even more that this man would definitely be able to change the pattern of the world.

"Ghost Dance Tsuji Wumi...your end will come soon."

Ubuyashiki Yoya narrowed his cloudy eyes slightly, and the emotion called hatred was undoubtedly revealed in him.

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day.

On the village road leading to the narrow mist mountain, a young boy who is still childish is struggling towards the distant mountains with a wooden stick.

Looking at this bruised and bruised boy, the passers-by around him couldn't help but cast doubtful glances.

"Mom, mom, what's wrong with this brother?" The child on the side of the road asked while tugging at his mother's sleeve.

"Shh..."

The mother covered the child's mouth anxiously, "Hush your voice, don't worry about this kind of thing."

She frowned and looked at the boy's attire. His whole body was dirty and there was a bandage on his forehead. He looked like he was injured when he walked.

The most important thing is... this boy is wearing a knife on his waist!

There is no war in this era. It is not normal for a boy with a knife to be injured like this. It is best not to provoke him.

The mother took the child's hand and backed away as if meeting a plague god.

Tanjiro struggled towards Sagiri Mountain while sticking a wooden stick a little tiredly.

He didn't care about the eyes around him, because at this moment, he only wanted to return to the teacher and Nezuko's side as soon as possible.

After this 'final selection' Tanjiro deeply realized that he still thought too simply.

With his strength, he would not be injured.

At the beginning, he even wondered if he could find out from the mouths of these ghosts the method of transforming from a ghost back into a human or the information about Ghost Mai Tsuji.

But during the final selection, those ghosts seemed to have gone crazy and were completely unable to communicate. When they saw him, they rushed towards him like they saw a big chicken leg and wanted to bite him.

Later, I learned from those swordsmen who also participated in the final selection that the ghosts here are probably ghosts who have been hungry for a long time, and rationality does not exist at all!

The seven days and seven nights of the final selection made him deeply feel how cruel the battlefield between humans and ghosts is, and if he is not careful, he will lose his life.

He couldn't bear to watch other people die in front of him, so it was inevitable that he was a bit reluctant.

In order to protect those weak swordsmen, and this was the first time he was really uncomfortable fighting with ghosts, he was accidentally injured in the end.

"You have to go back before dark..."

Tanjiro moved forward with difficulty.

After seven days and seven nights of trials, the incomparably strong sense of fatigue began to sweep over as soon as he relaxed from that tense situation.

Now, if something unexpected happens to him at night, he probably has no strength to deal with it.

But looking at the sky that was gradually darkening, even if he wanted to speed up his pace, the pain on his body completely made him unable to use his strength and felt that his body was extremely heavy.

This made Tanjiro even miss the time when he was training with the teacher. At that time, although he was seriously injured every day, at least when he woke up the next day, all the pain would disappear without a trace.

Only now did he finally realize what kind of existence the teacher was, and that incredible power was like a miracle.

"I really want to go back quickly and see Nezuko... I really want to wake up and the pain will be gone the next day..."

With such obsession, Tanjiro finally saw the familiar cabin before dark.

"Snapped--"

Before Tanjiro ran to the front of the house excitedly, the door of the wooden house was kicked away with a bang.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of headache coming from behind.

"Nezuko... how many times have I told you to open the door carefully when you go out!"

"Woooo..."

Da da da……

A familiar figure ran out of the wooden house with brisk steps.

Seeing the familiar lively figure in front of him, Tanjiro burst into tears.

"You...Nezuko! Are you awake yet?"

He shouted a little excitedly, and ran to get to his sister.

But the exhausted body covered in cuts and bruises no longer had the strength to run, and fell to the ground with a bang.

"!!"

Hearing the movement not far away, the trotting Nezuko turned her head in surprise.

"Woooo-"

She opened her arms and ran towards Tanjiro not far away.

Tanjiro struggled to get up from the ground, under his surprised gaze, Nezuko hugged him tightly.

In an instant, the last stubbornness in his heart became fragmented, and Tanjiro finally didn't have to be brave anymore in the arms of his loved ones.

I don't know how long the tears I have endured burst out of my eyes like a flood that burst a bank.

"Wow—" He hugged his sister tightly.

"Why did you suddenly fall asleep! You have been unconscious for such a long time!! My brother thought you would never wake up..."

Tanjiro hugged Nezuko and cried loudly, as if he wanted to release all the emotions he had suppressed for two years.

But she didn't respond to him, just hugged him quietly, her cherry-colored pupils looked a little dim, like a puppet without emotion.

"Okay, don't cry, why are men crying?"

Xuan Hao, who followed Nezuko out of the room, sighed slightly when he saw the scene in front of him. He stepped forward and gently rubbed Tanjirou's head and comforted him.

"Look at you looking like a bear now, the dirt on your clothes will get on Nezuko."

"Ah yes!"

Tanjiro reacted immediately, and gently pushed Nezuko away.

After doing this action, he realized that the pain on his body seemed to have disappeared.

Looking up at the familiar face wearing a tengu mask, Tanjirou instantly realized that it must be Sensei who healed his wounds again.

"What a shame, I thought you would come back unscathed."

Xuan Hao knocked Tanjiro on the head helplessly.

Tanjiro doesn't need to explain him. He knows what happened. With this child's kind heart, he will probably do the same thing as Kagamikawa and Saito after he gains strength.

It must be to try to protect those other swordsmen who participated in the selection, and Tanjiro's character is sympathetic to even ghosts, so he probably won't drive out all the ghosts in Fujishiyama, so after a full seven days and nights of procrastination, no matter how good the training is. will hurt.

"I'm sorry, teacher... I'm ashamed of you."

Tanjiro confessed his mistake with teary eyes.

"Okay, okay, hurry up and wash it off, it stinks to death."

Xuan Hao waved his hand in disgust, and pulled Nezuko away from Tanjirou.

"Um-"

Nezuko whimpered cutely, not knowing whether he was agreeing with Xuan Hao or refuting Xuan Hao's claim that his brother stinks.

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fifteen days later.

A sunny and sunny day.

The sound of clogs echoed in the woods at the foot of Mount Sagiri accompanied by the sound of wind chimes.

"Jingle Bell……"

The wind chime hanging under the bamboo hat swayed with the wind as the visitors walked, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

A man wearing a sun-patterned haori walked through the woods and saw the front of the wooden house at the foot of Sagiri Mountain.

He was carrying a long package on his back, and the bamboo hat was pressed down so low that his face could not be seen.

Before the man approached, Xuan Hao and Tanjiro in the wooden house had already heard the sound of wind chimes from far away.

Tanjiro pushed open the wooden door and poked his head out to see the strangely dressed figure approaching, and asked curiously, "Sensei, is that someone from the village of swordsmiths?"

"Ask and see if you know?"

"oh oh……"

Tanjiro trotted out to greet him.

"Please... may I ask who you are?"

"My name is Iron Tsukasa, and I am the person responsible for making Kamado Tanjiro's saber." The man with his eyes downcast and his face covered with a bamboo hat introduced himself.

"I am Tanjirou Kamado!"

Tanjiro's eyes lit up when he heard that the person coming was really a swordsmith.

He has been looking forward to this day for a long time, to have a saber specially made for himself!

"Please come in!"

Tanjiro hurriedly and politely invited Tetsuka into the house.

But Steelzuka was unmoved and ignored Tanjiro's invitation at all, took off the package he was carrying on the spot and knelt down in front of Tanjiro
"This sun wheel knife was made by myself."

Steel Tomb meticulously unwrapped the package, took out the wooden box inside and placed it on the ground.

"Well... Sir, you come from a long way, please come in and have a cup of tea first, shall we?"

Tanjiro looked down in embarrassment at the man who ignored him completely.

"Leaving it on the floor like this will stain the package..."

No matter how Tanjiro invited him, the steely Tsukasa who had entered the state took his words as a deaf ear.

He concentrated on introducing the sun wheel knife that he took out from the wooden box in his hand, "The 'gorilla scarlet iron sand' and 'orangutan scarlet ore' that are used as the raw material of the sun wheel knife are both mined from the mountain closest to the sun, both of which are acceptable. Iron that absorbs sunlight. It is a mountain that is sunny all year round, neither cloudy nor rainy."

"..."

This man is really strange.

Tanjiro looked at the man talking to himself in bewilderment.

After getting closer, he could see that this man had a strange 'Fire Man' mask on his face under the bamboo hat. Not only was his appearance strange, but his personality was also strange.

Since just now, he has been stroking the sun wheel knife with his head down and talking to himself. It seems that only "sun wheel knife" is in his eyes, and he, the future knife owner, doesn't even take a look.

"Anyway... Sir, it's not good for you to kneel at the door like this. Please come inside first, shall we?"

Tanjiro greeted the man kneeling on the ground politely again.

This time, the man seemed to finally hear Tanjirou's voice after he finished his utterance.

He raised his head, looked at Tanjirou's face, and was stunned.

The face with the 'Fire Man' mask seemed to be frozen in mid-air, and after a while, he finally came to his senses.

"You... isn't this the 'Son of the Sun'? It's really auspicious!"

"Who is Sunyao?"

Tanjiro froze for a moment, then quickly waved his hands, "No, no, I'm the son of Tanjuro and Aoie."

"Fool……"

Xuan Hao tapped Tanjiro on the head, "'Niyao' is not a person's name."

"That's right." Iron Tomb also explained, "Your hair color and eye color are mixed with red, right? If a family engaged in fire-related work gives birth to such a child, it will be regarded as a good omen, and the whole family will be overjoyed .”

"good omen……"

Tanjiro's eyes dimmed a bit.

If I was really a good omen...why would my family suffer such misfortune?

"Look at this situation... Your knife will probably turn red, right?"

Steelzuka didn't notice the change in Tanjirou's eyes, and his attention was once again focused on Hirinkō.

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