Mr. Floating Dream just wants to write

The drug seller opened the door and saw a sleeping man.The black hair spread out, but the golden pupils that people couldn't look directly at usually were hidden.Still holding a pen in his hand, the spread paper with a little writing on it was put aside, apparently falling asleep during the writing process.The drug seller didn't intend to wake him up. After all, it was really rare to see Fu Meng like this. He sat down beside Fu Meng, bent slightly, and took the manuscript paper with handwriting on it. Quietly, one by one Watch carefully.

Time seems to precipitate suddenly, and the dust under the sun also becomes golden.

"Meow~"

Just then, a small cat's cry came.The drug seller first looked at the floating dream, and the other party did not wake up because of the meowing, but was still sleeping soundly.The figure of the cat appeared from the yard. It is a very ordinary cat. It has yellow fur with a little white, but it is very cute, and it is not an adult. The yellow eyes are like amber or topaz. It is a very lovable cat. cat.It seemed to know that someone was sleeping, or that the two people in the room liked to be quiet. The kitten walked over quietly. It squatted on the tatami, about two steps away from the youth and the man.

After realizing that the medicine seller didn't want to drive him away, the kitten tentatively stretched out his foot, and after confirming that he really wouldn't be kicked out, he emboldened himself, came to the young man's side, and rubbed against him .

The drug seller stretched out his hand to touch the other's cat, it was soft and smooth, obviously this kitten took good care of itself.It reminded him a little of the monster named Huamao that he met before, and it was actually very cute.

After accepting the stroking, the kitten walked under the palm of the drug seller. It looked at the sleeping man curiously. It looked at the drug seller first, and then carefully moved over to him, rubbing his nose lightly. Rubbing each other's wrists.

Probably feeling something, the sleeping man opened his eyes, the slightly drooping eyelids showed that the other party was not fully awake, but still revealed those extremely golden eyes.The golden pupils and the topaz pupils looked at each other for a few seconds, and finally the golden eyes closed again.

The kitten whose tail exploded flicked its tail, and the fur gradually fell back. It was very careful not to wake up the man, and finally settled down in the man's arms, rolling itself into a ball, resting its head on the man's outstretched arm, Wagging its tail once and for all, it also closed its eyes and fell into a peaceful sleep.The drug seller who saw all this just watched quietly. After seeing the kitten was satisfied, he slightly raised the corners of his lips, and whispered: "It seems that there is one more person in the family."

No, to be precise, one more cat, but it's not bad either.

He lowered his head again, looking at the story on the paper that hadn't been completed, or even just started.

......

Tanjiro Kamado, my wife Zenitsu, and Zuihei Inosuke looked at the huge black figure in front of them, and made shocking sounds. The shock of Tanjiro and Inosuke was because of the train, a proof of human wisdom, but my wife Zenitsu was shocked because of These two countrymen who have never seen the world.Although he is usually very unreliable, but in this regard, he is unexpectedly rich in common sense. It can be said that he is the most normal of the three.

Feeling ashamed, my wife Shanyi dragged the two of them, and after a wild meal, they came to the train very tired.Just when they were thinking about how to find Yanzhu Purgatory Xingshoulang, a voice came.

"good to eat!"

They walked in the direction, and the golden-red haired man had piercing eyes, a bit like an owl, majestic and at the same time revealing a weird sense of cuteness.This is Yanzhu, one of the nine pillars of the Demon Slayer Squad - Purgatory Kyojuro.Looking at it this way, he was just an ordinary man with an unusual appetite.My wife Zenitsu, who considers herself a normal person, glanced at the pile of bento boxes stacked on the table of Purgatory Kyojuro, and the maid next to her seemed to be barely maintaining her smile.He took a probing look at the man's stomach, which was still flat. He really didn't know where these non-human beings ate their food.

After explaining his purpose of coming, Purgatory Xingshourou was very friendly, and at this time, the train moved slowly.

Night has fallen, and something seems to be moving in the darkness.

the other side.

Shaking the blood off the knife, Nuliang Koipan glanced at the ghosts that had turned into ashes, and clicked his tongue. Although he could cut off the heads of these guys called ghosts, the knives provided by the ghost killing team are really useful , can be regarded as a specific weapon against ghosts.It's just that when dealing with ghost special attacks, they also special attack some monsters.

"It's so lively."

Standing aside, Mr. Fumeng, who was watching the ghosts of the Nuliang Group killing ghosts, yawned lightly. At this moment, a figure suddenly attacked him.

"Danger!" Nura Koban opened his eyes, which were always closed, and his two golden pupils shone sharply.

The black-haired man squinted his eyes, and the opponent's movements were clearly visible, even extremely slow in his eyes.He raised his hand, and the brush in his hand fell, and the tip of the brush was aimed right between the brows of the other party.I only heard the weak and slender man say: "You, you are too weak." Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and there was something flowing in the air. The eyelids make people feel cold and unable to move.

"It's really...dangerous..." Nuliang Liban looked at the casual man, his golden pupils reflected the figure of the other party, they both had golden pupils, but they really gave people two feelings.

The man's golden pupils are so pure that one can even believe that only gods have eyes, like the sun, like gold, dazzling, but also majestic.

Mr. Fu Meng slightly raised his eyebrows, dozens of ink marks pierced the evil ghost's body, tearing the figure into pieces.Even if there is no sunlight and no knives forged with special ore, ghosts can still be wiped out.

The ink marks dissipated, leaving only a little ink mark.

Powerful, dangerous, slender, beautiful, incomparably contradictory and incomparably integrated.That figure was deeply reflected in Nura Koban's eyes, it was the monster's favorite gesture.

"It's too dangerous..." Nuliang Liban whispered, but the corners of his mouth turned up, his golden pupils were like gems.

Mr. Fumeng turned his wrist and walked over slowly, "I probably know the location of a ghost." Nuliang Liban looked at the person walking in front of him, his eyes deepened, and he smiled, because he inherited As a princess, the mother's beauty and temperament exudes the aura of a public servant, which makes him look very different from a monster.

"Is there something special about this ghost?" Nuliang Liban put the knife back into his waist and asked.Mr. Fumeng glanced at him lightly, with a half-smile, "You are smart."

Nuliang Liban's posture was casual, "The ghost mentioned by Mr. alone must be different." Fumeng nodded slightly, "I think it's probably winding."

The man with black hair and golden pupils smiled slightly. In his half-opened golden pupils, he didn't know whether it was irony or lack of interest, as if he was bored with the ghost who was found so easily.

But Nura Koban knew that this man exuded an astonishing charm and terrifying aura, like a gap in the abyss, dangerous and charming, attracting those who saw it to explore.

"Since Mr. said so, then I am naturally interested." Nuliang Liban is a monster, who appreciates the strong and the beautiful.There is no doubt that floating dreams are both.

After hearing his words, Mr. Floating Dream snorted, "Then let's go, boy—"

He raised his hand and wrote unrecognizable words in the air, the golden light was shining, leaving only the words of Nuliang Liban to let others go back, and the place has long since disappeared.

After the golden light passed, before he opened his eyes, Nuliang carp could hear the laughter of men and women, the sound of shamisen, the sound of bells, and the smell of powder from the tip of his nose.

Here is Flower Street.

A place where beautiful women and men have fun, is also a place where people can eat people, and what is glamorous is just the surface.

"Let's go." Mr. Fumeng yawned, facing the scene in front of him without any feeling, instead he took out a hookah pipe from his arms and smoked it slowly, the neckline of the black kimono with a golden butterfly pattern was slightly open , revealing a piece of fair skin, the feeling of slenderness and fragility can be felt immediately.

Nu Liang's carp partner withdrew his gaze from looking around, the flower street is indeed suitable for ghosts to hide, especially when the wandering girls here disappear, as long as they evade them and pump their feet.

"Ghost's breath..." Mr. Fumeng exhaled a puff of smoke, his golden pupils were illusory and real in the smoke, "Is it there, go and have a look."

He smiled slightly, "I caught a little mouse." Two good-looking men walked on the street but did not attract attention, and the pedestrians around just avoided them subconsciously, but turned a blind eye to them.Nuliang Liban glanced at the people around him, and got a lazy answer from the other party, "A little spell."

After walking for ten minutes, they stopped at a shop.

"Welcome to Kyogoku House."

Lao Jiu came up to meet her, but her eyes couldn't help but glance behind Nuliang Liban.Nuliang carp partner turned his head and found that at some point, the other party's face was covered under the veil. The black veil seemed thin, but it completely covered the man's face, leaving only a little fair, even a little pale. skin.

Seeing that the other party didn't intend to speak, Nuliang Liban took over the conversation.

A few words and a few words got everything done, and when I was walking, I felt blood, at first there was only a little bit, and finally more and more.

Mr. Fumeng stood up suddenly, and pointed to a certain room with the hookah, "What is that place?"

Lao Jiu took a look, and her face under the heavy makeup immediately turned pale. She tried her best to stabilize herself, but her eyes were flickering.

"That's the oiran's room, but she doesn't accept guests."

The oiran of Kyogoku House is called Fern Hime. Although she is beautiful, she has a bad temper. She likes beautiful things and hates ugly things. All of this is based on her power. Her arrogance, her strength, are all due to—

She is a ghost.

The land of the string, the fallen concubine.

[Life is like death.

死ぬほどに生きる. 】