From this, it is not difficult to see the frequency of replacement of pillar-level swordsmen… and the extent of casualties in fighting with demons.

In a certain era, the tragic situation was so severe that the Demon Slayer Corps even replaced several groups of pillars in just one year… Some of them were in their early teens, very young.

Of course, to become a pillar, both strength and talent are indispensable.

Before coming, the seven pillars had already received the news and had a general understanding of the situation.

Liu Yuan, the messenger, also rushed to the mansion.

He made a report in front of everyone… telling about how a mysterious man saved his life that night.

“Is it possible that there was some kind of drug applied to his knife, which caused the effect?” The man who was currently the water column expressed his opinion after listening to it.

After all, using ordinary weapons to destroy the vitality of ghosts is… too unbelievable.

He prefers to infer “rationality”.

“You mean wisteria?”

Lei Zhu, who was sitting cross-legged, pinched his chin and looked at his friend.

“Hey, are you sure it’s an ordinary samurai sword? Did you see it clearly? Maybe it’s the Sun Blade, but it looks more ordinary. It must have been integrated with the Tamagotchi…” Another person looked at Liu Yuan and questioned.

“Liu Yuan wouldn’t be wrong.”

Fengzhu spoke up for his junior brother, “Besides, every Sun Blade comes from the Sword Forging Village… There are only a limited number of them, so it is impossible for them to fall into the hands of outsiders. It is also impossible for others to master the method and skills of forging Sun Blades…”

“Where are the others?”

“I asked around. A big shot like him is very conspicuous. Before I set out to come here, he should have settled in the town at the foot of Mount Kumoqu.”

“Where is Kumotoyama? I seem to have heard of it…”

A man with flaming hair asked with great interest.

“idiot.”

The woman kneeling beside him rolled her eyes.

“Ah… I remember now!”

Rengoku Chijuro clapped his hands and showed his big white teeth.

“No matter what, we have to meet this person.”

At this time, Ubuyashiki, who had been smiling without saying a word, looked at the group of people in front of him who were talking, and spoke softly.

Chapter 277: You must be disappointed to see me…

“Thank you.”

In Kamado Tanpei’s home, Long sat on the floor without any sense of restraint.

He took a bowl of hot soup from Tanping’s wife.

He bought a small courtyard at the foot of the mountain and settled there.

Whenever Tanpei took Tanjiro down the mountain to sell charcoal, they would go to his residence and deliver some charcoal.

Of course, it also costs money.

Then follow the two people up the mountain, go in the morning, and the three of them return together, just in time for lunch.

As for the jade ornaments he gave to Tan Yilang, as expected, they were returned.

Out of his gratitude to the Kamado clan, and knowing that Long liked to drink wild vegetable soup, Tanpei Kamado’s wife would brave the wind and snow to pick some wild vegetables… Long also learned that there are wild vegetables growing in winter, and only during the time when the sun is the hottest at noon.

Blue spider lily.

No wonder… Wuzan can’t be found.

He originally thought that he could drag this broken body until the spring and summer when the snow melted and everything revived, and maybe then he could taste the blue spider lily… This was common sense.

In winter, all the flowers and plants on the mountain except the trees are withered.

Long lowered his eyelids, looked at the game stirring in the boiler, picked up the bowl and took a sip.

It is said to be a wild vegetable soup, and it seems that some unknown herbs are added to it. It has a light medicinal smell, but it does not affect the taste.

This kind of herb was probably bought by women instead of picked… As for the purpose, of course, it was to repay him.

After all, Long was seriously ill, and the woman was expressing her gratitude in this way, without words… or direct gestures.

She just silently paid with her actions…

The income from selling charcoal was very limited for the Kamado family. Despite the economic situation, they still spent money to buy medicinal herbs for him, which showed their thoughtfulness.

Of course, Long is not just a bunch of idlers.

Sometimes he would give instructions on Kamado Tanpei’s breathing…

The fact that Oboro taught him the improved Sun Breathing was enough for Tanpei. He was not a greedy person… nor did he want to ask for anything from Oboro. It was Oboro who took the initiative to speak every time.

He firmly believed that Long’s idea was to allow “breathing” to continue at the end of life…

Long’s physical condition is similar to his and cannot be reversed.

Just like the other benefactor of the Kamado clan, Yoriichi Tsugumi.

The Kamado clan has continued for so many generations, it would be a lie to say that Tanpei doesn’t know about ghosts.

He also knew that ghosts brought a lot of trouble to the world…but the will of their ancestors was only to pass on this breath, not to fight against ghosts, so he just had to do his part. He also had his own life and family.

He enjoyed this quiet and beautiful life…so he never mentioned anything about ghosts in front of his family.

What he wants Tanjiro to do is to learn the Kagura dance and pass on the breath…

Just as our ancestors promised to continue the country, we must not let this power be lost.

After a while, after finishing their meal, Long and Tanping sat outside the door and chatted.

As their relationship became closer, Oboro also learned about the past of the Kamado clan.

“Only one bloodline survives in each generation…”

After listening to this, Long sighed: “Maybe it’s fate…”

It turns out that no matter what era the Kamado clan was in, no matter how many children they had, in the end it seemed that only one would survive.

The rest of the children died for a variety of reasons.

Some died of illness, some died of war, and some died of accidents…

This made Oboro think of the appearance of Muzan in the future, who killed Tanjiro’s entire family, and only he escaped.

If Muzan hadn’t appeared, there wouldn’t have been a series of subsequent events, and Tanjiro’s brothers and sisters wouldn’t have died… But Tanjiro Kamado had a bunch of them.

Only Tanjiro was left.

Logically speaking, Nezuko is also considered “dead”… and it is this kind of fateful interaction that made Muzan come to her.

In the end, Tanjiro and his sister worked together to break through the original trajectory of their fate.

Ended this cause and effect.

From this perspective… it was also fate that Muzan died at the hands of Tanjiro.

This kind of thing…Based on what Oboro knows about Tanpei Kamado, he probably wouldn’t tell Tanjiro. Maybe it’s just that it happened to be his generation, and combined with everything that happened in the past, he realized this.

Tanpei Kamado is a man who respects fate.

He didn’t want this incident to have any impact on his descendants.

“It’s getting late… I’m leaving now.”

I had a good harvest today. When I chatted with Tan Ping before, he would not tell me these things.

Hao drank the last cup of tea and stood up slowly.

At this moment, Tanjiro suddenly ran over and handed something to Long.

It’s a cane.

“This is what my father made for Mr. Long.”

“Thank you.”

Long touched the boy’s hair and nodded to Tan Ping.

Then he took the crutch and slowly walked away along the mountain road.

Tanpei’s wife also came out of the room and bowed to Oboro’s back.

“Father…”

Tanjiro looked at Oboro’s shrunken body floating on the snow, with a worried look on his face: “Is Mr. Oboro really okay?”

Long will go up the mountain with them.

But every time he went down the mountain, he declined the father and son’s offer to see him off.

She didn’t let the maid follow her either.

Always a loner.

“It’s okay… He’s already home.”

Tan Ping comforted softly.

Arrived home?

Tanjiro was confused.

Mr. Mingming just left…how come he’s home already?

……

“With my current flesh and blood vitality, I don’t have much time left… However, during this period, I should be able to take a large amount of blue red spider lilies, which will have a certain effect. After accumulating, I can turn into a ghost… I originally thought I would have to wait longer… This will also save some unnecessary trouble.”

Walking on the mountain road, Long was thinking in his heart.

In order to revitalize the world of Demon Slayer with a new power system, it is not just the swordsmen and breathing techniques of the Demon Slayer Corps that need to evolve… the demons on Muzan’s side must also keep up. Only in this way can a strong spark be created.

“The power of inheritance that I carry… depends on you… whether you have the ability to obtain it.”