The Warrior of Love

Although there is also a situation like Nezuko, Tanjiro could never believe that the demon who killed his entire family could be so "kind".

So, there is only one answer: the ghost in front of you is living as a human being in disguise!

"Kibutsuji Muzan..."

Almost squeezing out these words from between his teeth, the boy with short dark red hair reached for the hilt of the knife.

"What's wrong with this kid? Is he calling you, dear?" The young woman looked at Tanjiro in confusion.

The girl in Wuzan's arms also looked at this strange big brother with a confused look on her face.

That innocent look made Tanjiro freeze, and his hand that was grasping the hilt of the knife stopped involuntarily, and for a moment he felt a sense of powerlessness.

What should I do?

Do it now?

Although it was certain that Muzan had used some method to pretend to be their family, did he really have to draw his sword in front of them?!

Muzan, who was disguised as a human, also cast his gaze towards Tanjiro. When he saw the boy's peculiar earrings, his snake-like vertical pupils froze slightly, but his tone was pretended to be relaxed.

"It's someone I haven't seen before. Maybe I recognized the wrong person."

"Really?" The young woman frowned. Although she trusted the man next to her very much, Tanjiro's expression and eyes didn't seem like he had recognized the wrong person.

His eyelids drooped slightly, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in the Demon King's eyes, but in the end he did not attack Tanjiro directly.

The endless stream of people will not stop because of the dispute between two or three people. Many people still pass by them. At the moment when a couple passed by, everything was moved.

"Bah!"

Tanjiro's pupils suddenly shrank. Even with his eyesight he couldn't see the specific action clearly. He only knew that Muzan seemed to have scratched the passerby's neck, resulting in some blood oozing out.

"Attacking ordinary people at this time? And just scratching them?" Tanjiro was puzzled.

But he soon found out the answer.

"Huh? Is that a bug?"

The passerby touched the back of his neck in surprise, but because Muzan was moving so fast, his body didn't seem to be aware of what was happening.

However, within just a few breaths, blue-black blood visibly began to spread from the wound on his neck, and blood vessels became tangled and bulged!

“Ugh—Ahhh!”

The man's eyes were bloodshot, his teeth seemed to protrude from his gums, becoming sharp, and he let out a low growl like a wild beast.

"What's wrong with you? Are you okay?" His lover approached him worriedly, perhaps thinking that he was having an emergency and wanted to support him.

But this turned into a tragedy!

The man suddenly grabbed his female companion, and the sharp nails that grew out of his hands pierced through her clothes and penetrated deeply into her flesh. Then, he opened his mouth full of sharp teeth and bit towards her shoulder amid her screams of horror!

"It's a ghost! He turned into a ghost!"

Tanjiro watched this scene with wide eyes and his body couldn't help but tremble.

"Kibu Jiro Muzan... He just turned an ordinary person into a ghost!"

Although he had long known that Muzan had this ability and that Nezuko became what she is now because of this, after witnessing it with his own eyes, Tanjiro was still shocked by this purest malice.

To what extent must one be inhumane to destroy the happiness of others so carelessly?

"Ghost Dance is miserable!"

Tanjiro roared, but did not draw his sword. Instead, he rushed forward and forcibly separated the demonized man and his female companion, stuffed his mouth tightly with his headscarf, and pinned him down firmly under his body with his weight and wrist strength.

While he was doing all this, Muzan had already left with the obviously frightened mother and daughter, and the chaotic crowd gradually drowned out the Ghost King's back.

"I won't let you go, Muzan!"

Tanjiro gritted his teeth and roared: "Even if I have to chase you to the ends of the earth, I will definitely kill you, Kibutsu Jimuzan!!"

"Tsk!"

Muzan, who was pretending to be an ordinary person, snorted with disdain and impatience in his heart, but on the surface he still comforted his "wife and daughter" in a gentle voice and walked towards the edge of the crowded crowd.

When he was about to leave the crowd, he accidentally touched someone's shoulder. The unexpectedly hard touch made Muzan turn his gaze away, but what he saw was a pair of eyes as calm as an ancient well.

He looks like a very ordinary man, but Muzan knows that he has an unusually strong body beneath his clothes.

"Uh..." Neither of them spoke. The flowing crowd separated them and disappeared from each other's sight.

"Honey?"

The lady, who was still in shock after being frightened by the "mad patient" just now, saw that her husband seemed to be distracted and asked worriedly.

"What happened again?"

Wuzan came back to his senses, hugged the little girl tightly, and smiled at his wife: "It's okay..."

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"Ok?"

Feeling the strength in his hands increase a bit, Jiang Liu turned his head to look at the girl he was holding, Nezuko, who seemed to have discovered something.

She was angry, confused…uneasy.

Perhaps he instinctively sensed that he had just brushed past some evil being, or perhaps he had an intuitive sense of blood feud that transcended his five senses.

"It's okay, Nezuko."

Jiang Liu smiled slightly and touched the girl's head with a very gentle touch.

"Not yet...but sooner or later."

After saying that, Jiang Liu took Nezuko through the crowd and walked towards the young man at the center of the commotion.

Chapter 37: A Passing Doctor

The arrival of Jiang Liu and Nezuko is undoubtedly good news for Tanjiro. After all, it is very difficult even for Tanjiro to suppress the man alone without hurting him.

After all, after transforming into a ghost, the man's strength increases greatly and he loses his mind. He is like a wild beast and is difficult to control.

But Jiang Liu's pure strength is greater than Tanjiro's, and he easily subdued the man. His hands fumbled around his joints, and with a few "clicks" his limbs fell limply. He then stretched out his hand and pulled and pressed on his chin, and the demonized man's jaw was immediately dislocated, and he was powerless to resist even if he struggled.

Tanjiro was startled, and Jiang Liu explained: "The recovery ability of ghosts is very strong, but that is their instinct. It will only be activated when the body is clearly damaged. If it is just dislocated, it will not trigger the body's self-healing mechanism.

If it was a rational ghost, it would be able to easily control its body and reconnect its limbs, but this man...he is just a beast right now, so this will temporarily control him."

These were all taught to Jiang Liu by Feng, but he didn't expect to use them in such an occasion.

"Jiang Liu, you know a lot." Tanjiro said with sincere admiration, and Jiang Liu just nodded subtly.

So what if you know a lot? If you don’t have enough strength, you need to think of other ways.

If he had the ability to kill Muzan alone now, he would just draw his knife and attack!

However, Jiang Liu was just angry in his heart. He knew very well that he was no match for Muzan at the moment.

Although he had only watched the anime, in his previous life, the popularity of Demon Slayer was extremely high. As an otaku, he would be exposed to a lot of information whether he wanted to or not.

It is said that in the original comic, the only person who has the ability to kill Muzan alone is the founder of the "breathing method" and the strongest swordsman, Yoriichi Tsugukuni.

Jiang Liu felt that he was still far from that state...

For example, in the Ashina Mushin-ryu style, Tsugukuni Yoriichi is probably at the same level as the elderly swordsman "Ashina Isshin" or Sekiro after his great achievement.

He has become a great master who can "communicate with ghosts and gods with a single thought."

And what about Jiang Liu?

Feng had evaluated him and believed that with his talent and physical fitness, he might be able to reach the ultimate level after ten years of training.

Don’t think that time is long. This is Feng’s recognition of Jiang Liu. If it were someone else, even thirty or forty years would not be enough!

Even Feng himself can’t do it!

The peak period of human beings is very short. After the age of 40, even if one can still improve in experience and skills, the physical level is destined to slowly decline. Whether it is physical or mental, any deficiency will lead to the inability to reach the extreme.

People like Tsugumi Yoshiichi and the old man Isshin, both have superb skills but lack the body to match them, so they can only be "real men for three seconds."

As for Sekiro... He has a swordsmanship talent like an animal, plus an immortal body. He is a Shura who was barely fed after countless life-and-death battles. He cannot be judged by common sense at all!

As for Jiang Liu, if there were no other adventures, it might take him ten years to hone his state of mind before he could make a breakthrough.

——But he certainly wouldn't take such an ordinary path.

After Tanjiro breathed a sigh of relief, he remembered something and looked around hastily, but unfortunately he was surrounded by the crowd of onlookers, and his height was not very outstanding, so he couldn't find his target at all.

The young man was extremely unwilling: "Damn it, he got away!"

Jiang Liu narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "It was he who let us go."

Tanjiro's throat felt blocked, and he fell silent without refutation.

Although he had the courage to challenge Muzan, he also admitted that it was impossible for him to defeat the opponent now, and he couldn't even see through a single move of the opponent.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! What's going on here?"

Several men with short sticks pushed their way in through the crowd. They were the police officers who had come to maintain order because of the commotion.

"Is this the man who suddenly went crazy and bit someone else?"

The man who seemed to be the leader seemed experienced: "You guys, take the woman to the hospital first, and the rest of you, bring ropes, muzzles, and long forks for catching mad dogs. Really, what's wrong with this person? This is so troublesome."

He came closer, looked at Jiang Liu and the other two, and nodded: "Well, you worked hard to subdue this man, leave the rest to us. Okay, young man, let go, we will subdue him."

"no……"

Jiang Liu, who was suppressing the other party, decisively refused: "Even if I temporarily cripple him, you can't control this person, let alone deal with him properly. Moreover, he may awaken into a real monster at any time, and you will be in danger then."

The leader frowned and said, "This is incomprehensible. I don't understand what you are saying. Anyway, hand him over to us quickly."

As he was about to pull Jiang Liu away, at this moment a figure flashed and Tanjiro stood in front of Jiang Liu, with his arms open like a hen protecting her chicks.

"No, Jiang Liujun is doing this for your own good. You must not get close to this person, please!"

"Huh?" The officers started to make a commotion.

"Hey, hey, let go quickly, you're making it very difficult for us."

"Don't make trouble. This is in a busy city. How can we let you continue to cause trouble?"

"Hey kid, let go, you hear me?!"

"Why not take them all back together, boss?"

"Speaking of which, these two little devils actually carry knives!"

Tanjiro nervously protected Jiang Liu and blocked the officers who wanted to move forward, but he was still a teenager, and although he was much stronger than the average person, his body had not yet fully grown, and it was quite difficult for him to block the crowd.

If it were a fight, it would be easy for Tanjiro to defeat this group of people, but if it was a pure contest of strength, there was no way he could match the weight and arm strength of five or six people, not to mention that he didn't dare to hurt anyone.

During the scuffle, Tanjiro glanced at Nezuko who was watching cutely nearby and sighed inwardly.

His sister is stronger than her brother, but she has no control over herself and can easily get into trouble.

Moreover, in order to make Nezuko restrain her instinct and not hurt humans, the former Water Pillar gave her a psychological hint that she should regard all humans as her relatives. In other words, she would not attack humans.

Taking a deep breath, Tanjiro shouted seriously: "Please, trust us, this man cannot be handed over!"

But how could the officers listen to his explanation? On the contrary, the more anxious he became, the more suspicious they found him.

Jiang Liu couldn't help but frown and put his hands quietly on his waist.

He is not as gentle as Tanjiro. If the officers really refuse to give up, he doesn't mind teaching them a lesson.

Of course, using the back of a knife.

Fortunately, things did not develop to the worst.

"call……"

Amid the commotion, a strange fragrance wafted over, and Tanjiro unconsciously pricked up his nose.

"Sniff, sniff... It smells so good, just like a flower. What is this?"

The young man was surprised to find that the officers had stopped pushing and shoving, and instead stood still in confusion, and the same was true for the crowd around them.

"W-what?"

"Flowers! Yes, flowers! So many!"

“Don’t panic…”