From Demon Slayer Randomly Starts Great World

After dinner, Miyamoto Shin had no intention of eating in vain, he relied on his clear vision to help the old man knead his body and relieve the dark wounds left by his youth.

“Shhh, it’s worthy of faith, the technique is still so good!” A look of enjoyment appeared on the old man’s face, and although the child’s fingers were average, he was in place, waving away those annoying dark diseases.

With this craft, if you open a massage shop in this town, you can definitely become popular.

However, the old man will not say it explicitly, after all, he still expects his craft to be inherited.

“Thanks for the compliment.”

Miyamoto smiled and nodded, and then he couldn’t help but think of a few brothers and sisters who were doing farm work, and every time they came home, they vied for him to massage, and even made a lot of contradictions because of the order, until he took the initiative to reconcile.

He wasn’t at home today, and he didn’t know what kind of moth those guys were going to make.

But with their father there, they don’t dare to really turn the sky, at most they are playing a little temper, after all, if they annoy their father, they will reward a favorite big mouth.

So far, only Miyamoto Shin has not tried the taste of a big mouth, and several other bear children have experienced it to a greater or lesser extent.

This can also be regarded as his capital to be proud of his brothers and sisters.

The old man caught Miyamoto’s changing expression and thought he was thinking about the recent incident.

Shaking his head and sighing: “Recently, the law and order has not worked, and those terrifying monsters have appeared nearby, and many people have been persecuted. ”

Miyamoto Shin looked stunned, and the movements in his hands slowed down slightly and asked: “Grandpa, are you talking about those murderous maniacs who like to haunt at night?” ”

The old man looked straight: “Murderer? That’s just rhetoric to stabilize people’s hearts, but I’ve actually seen the brutality of those guys. ”

Saying that, the old man seemed to be caught in a memory.

“Those guys are not monsters that humans can deal with at all, they have sharp teeth and claws, even if their heads are cut off and their limbs chopped off, they can recover in a short time.”

A trace of fear flashed in the depths of the old man’s pupils.

“Is there no way to kill them?”

Miyamoto shouted.

“Maybe it’s the sun? After all, I haven’t heard of a record of killing people during the day. ”

Although the old man had not studied ghosts in depth, he also had wisdom beyond ordinary people in the year of ear shun.

After some conversation, the old man took out the floor from the side cabinet and spread it on the floor, and then took out a thick quilt, seeing that this thickness was already prepared.

There was no entertainment in this era, so after a short chat after dinner, the two got into the bed early.

The night grew darker, and the moon seemed to be shy to hide in the clouds, covering the already silent night with a mysterious veil, and occasionally the howl of wolves sounded.

Perhaps it was a bedtime chat, and Miyamoto dreamed of a distorted humanoid monster with strange limbs breaking into his home and attacking his loved ones who were sleeping deeply on the bed.

For a while, blood splattered, screams and wails filled the small compound.

After another strange silence, a creepy chewing sound sounded in the dark room.

Phew –

Shin Miyamoto sat down on the floor sweating, panting in his mouth, his back wet with cold sweat, everything that happened in the dream just now was so real, as if it happened in front of his eyes.

But when he found out that it was just a nightmare, he couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

After hesitating for a while, Miyamoto attributed all this to studying too hard and working too hard during the day, so he prepared to lie down and continue sleeping.

But not long after lying down, the miserable scene of the dream appeared in front of his eyes again.

In the head, which is not very good in diary, I actually deeply remembered every detail in the dream.

Suddenly, a sense of foreboding enveloped his heart, and Miyamoto sat up again.

This time he did not hesitate, quickly picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on, greeted the old man who was awakened by the sound, and walked out of the house regardless of retention.

Before leaving, he subconsciously followed the old man’s iron axe to chop firewood, and he didn’t know why he did it, but he was following his heart.

Miyamoto Shin crossed the field and walked to the small bridge, there was not the slightest confusion in his eyes, the once road idiot attribute disappeared at this moment, and he followed the memories to the southeast, and he took a firm step.

From walking slowly at the beginning, then walking quickly, until finally galloping, as he got closer to home, the more serious the uncertainty in his heart became.

Until the small courtyard appeared in the field of vision.

Suddenly, a trace of blood wafted from the tip of his nose, and he clenched the axe in his hand and looked serious.

At this moment, the door was open, there was a pool of blood at the door, thinking of some possibility, Miyamoto’s pupils suddenly contracted, and he walked into the small courtyard with heavy steps.

The psychology of luck did not bring him good luck, and he saw two corpses lying on the ground.

They were their younger sister and younger brother, and the two of them looked at the gate with fierce faces, as if they were only one last step away from escaping here.

Blood came out of the corner of Miyamoto’s mouth, his sanity was instantly consumed by anger, and he even forgot that he was just a nine-year-old child, and walked into the hut where the six people lived together with an axe in his hand.

As soon as I stepped into the room, two more corpses appeared in front of me, it was my father and my mother’s!

The bodies of the two were mutilated, as if to delay the footsteps of some powerful being and go through an extremely painful process of death.

The bits and pieces of his life quickly passed in his mind, obviously a forgetful brain, but at this moment he could clearly recall everything that was good.

It’s that beautiful.

A stark contrast to the purgatory in front of you.

“Murderer? Monster? Immortal!? ”

Miyamoto’s eyes flashed with extreme anger, and the blood boiled in this one, even the cold wind of winter could not lower the body temperature even a little.

He didn’t notice that a flame-shaped tattoo-like mark crept out of his neck.

Soon, he calmed down again.

It is not that he is cold-blooded, but that at this moment he is in a balance between extreme anger and calmness.

At the moment, there are only four corpses, except for the body of my sister Miyamoto Miku.

PS: New book for collection!

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