Demon Slayer: The King of Ghosts Walking in the World - Chapter 91
Chapter 91 Ciwu Lang
Knowing that the goodness of Yue Yue was taken away by the ghost, her face was full of sadness.
Carbona Lang and Yizhi were also very worried, and worried that goodness would lose again.
“Are you okay, good?” Carin Jiro asked worriedly.
Shan Yi shook his head: “I’m okay, I’m worried about Grandpa now.”
Shan Yimei is full of sorrow: “The guy of the Yue Yue will have no choice to gain strength. If he becomes a ghost by his grandfather, I worry that grandpa will not be able to bear the blow.”
“Now that you are so worried, go to see your grandpa tonight!” Yizhi proposed.
Shan Yi nodded, and now he wants to see Sandao Cuming Lang immediately.
The three of the carbon Richo came to the Yangjie room and put forward the idea of going to Tomoshi to see Sandao Cumo Lang.
Looking at the anxious face, Yang Jie groaned for a moment and said, “Uh, it’s about to enter the night. In this case, let me take you together, so that the speed can be faster.”
As soon as I entered the night, Yang Jie flew to Tomoshi with the three people of Carbon.
When he arrived at Tomoshi, Shanyi couldn’t wait to run to the wooden house on the top of the mountain.
Shan Yi opened the door of the wooden house and found that Sandao Cou Lang was sitting in front of the table, stunned.
Shan Yi suddenly rushed to the arms of Sandao Cuming Lang: “Grandpa, are you okay?!”
Sandao Cou Lang secretly wiped the tears in the corner of his eyes, and gently touched the good hair: “It’s good, you are back, grandpa is okay.”
Sandao Cou Lang saw Yang Jie outside the door and stood up from the seat: “Mr. Yokuke, you are here too.”
Yang Jie looked at Sang Island Cvo Lang, who was full of white hair, and sighed: “You are old, Ci Wulang.”
“Yeah, I am old, and my old eyes were fainted. I found a disciple as my own disciple.
Shan Yixiang retorted: “Grandpa, this is not your fault, it is the fault of rice jade and Yueyue.”
Yang Jie said to Shan Yi: “Good Yi, let me talk with your grandfather alone.”
Shan Yi nodded, and left the wooden house with Carbonzuro and Yizhi.
After Sandao Cou Lang soaked a pot of tea made of peach blossoms, the two sat on the ground.
Yang Jie made a sip of tea and said, “In addition to Daoyu Yueyue, there is a good apprentice, right?”
There was a smile on Sandao Cvo Lang’s face: “Yeah, Shanyi has become a member of the ghost killing team who can be alone.Sir, there were still misunderstandings between us. I didn’t expect you to teach this child. ”
Yang Jie shook his head and said, “You don’t need to thank me. Shan Yi is also a child I like. What do you plan to do next?”
“Someone is always responsible for the affairs of Yue Yue. As his master, I have no blame.”
Feeling that Sandao Cvo Lang’s heart was alive, Yang Jie persuaded: “Do you really have to do this? You know, you are not just the apprentice of rice jade, you are dead, the most sad thing is good.”
“I can teach children such a good and good child. I have died without regret, but if I do n’t die, the members of the ghost killing teams who are killed by thunder will die.”
The hearing sensitive Yiyi heard the dialogue between Yang Jie and Sandao Cou Lang, and rushed into the room in a panic, crying to stop saying: “Grandpa! You can’t die! I don’t want you to die!”
Seeing the helpless crying, Sandao Cou Lang also burst into tears.
Shan Ying said loudly: “Yue Yue becomes this is my fault, because I will become like this, and I should die if I want to die!”
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Sang Island Cvo Lang’s anger slapped on the face of goodness: “What are you talking about?!”
Shan Yi did not complain because of the slap, but instead held the arm of Sandao Cuming Lang: “I haven’t repaid my grandpa, I don’t want grandpa to die.”
Sandao Cou Lang embraced Shanyi into his arms.
Looking at the two young and old who kept crying, Yang Jie proposed a discounted proposal: “Otherwise, rice jade is arrested by good and Yi, if it becomes a evil ghost, it is also resolved by good and Yi.Out of the same door, this is also reasonable. If the good Yi fails, if you choose whether you choose to be atonement, then you will be determined by you. ”
After Sandao Cou Lang thought about it, he looked at the kindness of crying into tears, and he was very reluctant, and nodded in a difficult nod.
Sandao Cwanlang gave up his own thoughts to make Shan Yi cry.
Seeing this scene outside the charcoal Rich Lang and Yizhi outside the house, they are also pleased with good and rest.
Yang Jie left with the three of the good and Yi, and said goodbye to Sangdao Cuming Lang in tears.
Sandao Cvo Lang murmured himself: “Good, cheer up, work hard!”
On the other side, Daoyu Yue Yue followed Tong Mo to the newly established Wanshi Polaria.
At this time, Yue Yue was knelt in front of Tong Mo, begging: “Ask you to give me strength!”
“Since you got what I need, then as you wish, I will give you blood, as long as the adult can be selected to be a ghost, life is very precious, you must cherish it.”
Tong Mo stretched out his hand, with a emotional smile on his face, dripping the blood into the throat of Yue Yue: “Do you have a way to become the twelve ghost moon, and even climb to the position of the string?”
“Thanks to Master Tong Mo, I will work hard to become a string!”
The rice jade crickets sucked the blood greedily, feeling the power of continuous sources in the body.
“My wife is good! Next time you meet, you must slaughter you!”
Back to the butterfly house.
The butterfly sisters and Zhu Shi brought good news to Yang Jie.
The children who were brought back have dismissed the curse in the blood.
Yang Jie hurried to the laboratory.
Although the child was awake at this time, his eyes were still dull, and no one had responded.
“Although Tong has been separated from the restraint, the reason has not recovered, as if he has no own reason before becoming a ghost.”
In the face of the dull children, no matter what kind of injecting agent is injected, it is not available.
“Let me try it. Since I have been separated from the miserable curse of the ghost dance, then I should be able to inject the blood and detect its memory.”
Yang Jie pierced his fingers into the temples of Tong Tong and began to inject blood.
The blood injection was unpopular, and the ghost dance in the child had no miserable blood.
Yokuke began to explore the memory of Tong Tong.
Confidential chaos.
The memory of Tong Tong is like a woolen group, which is unable to find it at all.
The memory is full of blood and death.