A Dimensional Journey Begins with the Dragon Clan

Chapter 424
Shanyi now recalls the days when he practiced with his grandfather, in comparison, he simply enjoys it.

At the same time, he couldn't help but look at Tanjiro with the eyes of a monster. This idiot is also a ruthless person. During their training, only this idiot is the most relaxed, and he seems to have gotten used to it!

"Don't idiots feel pain?"

In short, Shanyi couldn't understand how this idiot got used to such 'devil' training.

Just as the group of people was looking for the figure of Purgatory Xingshourou, a burst of strange voices came from the carriage in front.

"good to eat!"

"good to eat!"

"good to eat!"

"good to eat!"

"..."

A bold voice continued to echo in the carriage.

Purgatory Xingshourou praised while picking up the bento in his hand.

His flaming long hair and bold voice stood out in the originally quiet train interior, and what was even more striking was the empty lunch boxes stacked high.

The conductors are frantically packing up a mountain of bento boxes.

The surrounding passengers all looked at this strange man in terms of hair color, manner and attire in amazement.

"Isn't it just an ordinary bento sold in front of the platform? Is it really so delicious..."

Some people are wondering.

"What are you doing?"

Even Xuan Hao, who just came here to find him, felt a little strange.

He and Purgatory Xingshoulang are also considered acquaintances, but they never knew that this guy had the attribute of a 'rice bucket'.

"Ah! It's Mr. Xuanhao!"

Noticing the person coming, Xing Shoulang finally stopped the action of grilling rice.

He said how could someone approach without him noticing, it turned out to be Mr. Xuan Hao, that's all right.

"As you can see, I'm eating! Would you like a box?"

As he spoke, he picked up the unopened bento piled up beside him and handed it to Xuan Hao.

Only then did Xuan Hao see that besides some of the empty boxes that had been eaten, there was also a pile of untouched bento next to the product.

"Did you buy all the bento at the station?"

"Yes! It's really delicious, do you want to try it?"

"Uh... let's forget it..."

Xuan Hao is a little ashamed, no matter how delicious things are, he can't buy so many, right?Will eating so much alone affect exercise...

But he didn't ask too much, Xing Shoulang is a very serious person, he never does meaningless things, and something must have happened to buy so many bento.

"Mr. Xuanhao, what are you doing here?"

Xing Shourou asked with some doubts while eating the bento.

He remembered that he did not request support from the headquarters, and he alone should be enough for the investigation of the 'Infinite Train'.

"Nothing, just bring my apprentice to you, he seems to have something to ask you."

Xuan Hao found an empty seat and sat down, pointed at the commotion at the end of the corridor.

Tanjiro, Zenitsu, and Inosuke are three live treasures that stand out wherever they go.

"Oh?"

Xing Shoulang was even more puzzled, "Ask me something?"

Although we didn't get along for a long time, in his impression, Mr. Xuan Hao is almost omnipotent.Is there anything that Mr. Xuan Hao can't answer?
"Yes! Hello Mr. Purgatory!"

After finally pulling Inosuke to this carriage, Tanjiro saw his teacher was discussing his own problems with Purgatory Anjuro when he arrived.
He quickly stepped forward and asked for advice, "I want to ask you for advice, have you heard of breathing methods such as 'God of Fire Kagura' or 'Breath of Fire'?"

"Oh, I see!"

After picking up the lunch box in his hand, Xing Julang put his hand in solemnly, thinking for a moment.

"But it's a pity! It's the first time I've heard of the 'Fire God Kagura' you mentioned! There's no 'fire breath' either! But I think there should be no difference between 'fire' and 'flame'! What I have learned It is the 'Breath of Flame'!"

"I know this..." Tanjiro felt ashamed, "But..."

"I understand! You're saying it's the breathing method you discovered from the Kagura dance your father taught you, right? It's a good thing, but I've never heard of it, and I think what you said about the 'fire of fire' "Kami Kagura" and "Breath of Flame" should be different." Xing Julang looked serious, "As far as the conclusion is concerned, I don't know! Let's stop this topic!"

"Ugh!?"

Tanjiro wanted to say something in a panic, and turned his eyes to Xuan Hao who was asking for help.

"But I still want to know something more..."

"Okay." Xuanhao shook his head slowly and stopped Tanjiro from continuing to ask, "King Jurou will not lie to you, he said he didn't know but he didn't know. What is the specific situation of your "God of Fire Kagura"? You haven't sorted it out yet, have you? Don't worry."

"Hmm... yes..." Tanjiro nodded hesitantly.

Indeed, even he himself has not fully figured out what kind of breathing method his "God of Fire Kagura" is. When his father taught him, he only said that this is a set of dances that must be passed down. Now he doesn't even know the moves. Didn't quite figure out which ones.

It would be impolite to keep asking others about things that you don't even understand yourself.

"Yes! Don't worry!"

Kyojuro also nodded seriously, and didn't mean to blame Tanjiro at all.

"The evolution of breathing methods is very complicated, and there are many types of breathing methods formed over time. Some breathing methods are actually not very different, or even very similar. I want to find out what you said 'Fire God Kagura' must wait for you to fully master it before you can distinguish it better!"

"I understand……"

Tanjirou's eyes flickered with disappointment, but soon he cheered up again.

Even if he doesn't know exactly what kind of breathing method 'God of Fire Kagura' is, he can know that this breathing method will definitely not be weak.

Because just relying on the unproficient first sword skill that he temporarily comprehended, he was able to defeat the ghost of the bow in the Twelve Ghost Moons. Although he was in the army, he was already very powerful.

The teacher and Mr. Purgatory are both right. What he should do now is to quickly comprehend the complete breathing method and sword skills from the "Kagura Dance" taught by his father. This should be of great help to his own strength.

"And... now should not be the time to discuss these issues."

Purgatory Kyojuro's expression suddenly became serious.

"You should also be clear, since I will appear here, it means that there must be some troublesome ghosts here that need to be dealt with."

"Ugh!?"

Shanyi on the side immediately changed his expression when he heard this, "Could it be that... there are ghosts on this train!?"

"Hahahaha! Yes!"

Kyojuro responded heartily.

"Recently, more than 40 people have mysteriously disappeared on this train. The organization has also sent several swordsmen to investigate, but there is no news! That's why I, who is a pillar, was sent to deal with it!"

"I'll wipe it! It's really there! What to do, what to do!"

Shanyi suddenly started to panic.

"This is too bad! The train is moving now! Where should I run! Stop! Stop! I want to get off!"

"Hahaha! Don't worry, since Mr. Xuanhao and I are here, we must be safe!"

Seeing the flustered Shan Yi, Xing Shou Lang laughed and comforted him.

"Oh, it seems... right?"

Shan Yi suddenly reacted.

There is a monster-level old man beside them now, what he should consider now is not to escape, but how to hold this thigh well!

As we all know, outputting under the crotch of the boss is the safest!
"Crack-"

"!?"

Xuan Hao frowned and looked towards the end of the carriage.

The door connecting the front and rear compartments was pushed open, and at the same time as the door was opened, he noticed a strange smell.

He turned his head and gestured towards Purgatory Xingshourou.

Xing Shoulang also frowned slightly at this moment, he seemed to feel something, but... not very clear.

"Mr. Xuanhao, wait a minute."

He stretched out his hand to signal Xuan Hao to wait for a moment.

The one who walked in was a flight attendant wearing a black uniform. Although his breath was a bit weird, he was indeed an ordinary human being.

It is impossible for them to attack ordinary humans. Even if they know that there is something wrong with it, they must first confirm the purpose of the ghost.

"I understand." Xuan Hao nodded lightly, closing his eyes and resting his mind. In the eyes of others, he looked like an old man who was tired from the journey taking a nap.

The current situation is that the enemy is in the dark and they are in the light.

In Xuanhao's perception, this train has a total of eight carriages except the front, but the strange thing is that the whole train seems to be shrouded in shadows, and every place is filled with the breath of ghosts, which makes him unable to distinguish ghosts for a while. A specific hiding place.

"Please let me... see your tickets..."

Some weak voices came from in front of him, and Xuan Hao opened his eyes.

Looking at the slightly thin figure of the flight attendant in front of him, he slowly handed out the ticket in his hand.

Indeed, he is just an ordinary person.

But this person has a 'ghost' aura, no, everyone in this train seems to have a ghost aura.

The atmosphere seemed strange for a while.

As if by appointment, the passengers whose tickets had been cut all fell asleep at the same time.

"Crack-"

The crisp sound of the ticket cutter echoed in the silent compartment.

An inexplicable sense of deep drowsiness hit Xuan Hao, feeling such an 'invitation', a smile appeared on Xuan Hao's face involuntarily. Ordinary ghosts, and dare to issue such an 'invitation' to them, "Then have fun."

The sound of even breathing came continuously from inside the train.

The figure standing on top of the locomotive listened to this wonderful 'melody' with a smile on his face.

He was dressed in a dark evening dress as if he was attending a banquet, and the words engraved in his pupils showed his identity.

One of the last strings, a nightmare.

"It's a beautiful thing to be able to die in a dream~"

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The flight attendant tremblingly pushed open the door of a certain carriage, fell to his knees, and begged in a low voice.

"I have used the ticket check to make the passengers on the train fall asleep according to your request. Please let me fall asleep quickly, and meet my dead wife and daughter..."

"Please, please..."

"of course can."

A slightly smiling voice came from below, and upon careful inspection, it was discovered that there was a hand with eyes and a mouth lying on the floor in the direction of the conductor's kneeling.

"Then let you enter the sweet dream of being reunited with your family!"

As its voice fell, the flight attendant lost consciousness instantly and fell to the floor.

"Then... what about us?"

The voice came from behind the ghost hand, which moved and turned strangely with its five fingers on the floor, with a bright smile on its mouth.

"As for you? Let's just wait... wait for them to sleep more deeply, and remember to be careful when you act. Those ghost hunters with keen intuition can occasionally feel the 'murderous look' awakened even if they fall asleep. Don’t touch their bodies when the rope is tied up, I have to stay here for the next step of preparation, you have to work hard, in order to enter the happy dream~”

"As ordered..."

Five tired voices responded at the same time.

These are five ordinary humans. They all have thick dark circles on their faces, as if they haven't been able to sleep for a long time.

After accepting the order from the ghost hand, they got up unsteadily, opened the door and entered the compartment where Xuan Hao and the others were.

"Hehehe..."

Eerie laughter continued to come from the top of the car.

"The heart of a creature like a human being is like a glass handicraft, which will shatter if touched lightly."

Nightmare opened her hands, letting the oncoming wind blow on her face, and the smile on her face became more and more arrogant, "Sleep, sleep, good baby~ Sleep until you forget to breathe~ Evil ghosts don't know when they are dreaming, and sheep are in the mouth of tigers Laughing in the dream. It’s so good! Everyone can enter the wonderful dream and sleep so soundly! It’s a pity... I can’t wake up again~”

One of the last strings, a nightmare.

His vampire technique - Sleeping Ghost Nightmare.

The effect is to be able to create dreams.

He used vampirism to create dreams, and then let humans sleep in it, and finally died in the dream.

The dream space created by vampirism is not infinite. It is a sphere centered on the dreamer, and the outside of the dream is the realm of unconsciousness.And the 'spiritual core' exists in the unconscious realm outside the dreamland, once it is destroyed, the owner of the dreamland will be completely disabled.

And entering the dream to destroy the opponent's "spiritual core" is his way of fighting.

But this time, the ghost hunters who came on the train seemed to be not ordinary, so for the sake of safety, he took advantage of those humans who were addicted to dreams.As long as these human beings tie their arms together with the ghost hunters, they can enter each other's dreams and destroy the 'spiritual core'.

"It's ironic to be killed by the humans you want to protect~"

Nightmare laughed at the sorrow of the ghost hunters, and the smile on his face became more and more cheerful.

"Let me appreciate your ugly appearance!"

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(End of this chapter)