Chapter 53 : We once had a connection . Tonight was supposed to be a good night ...

Tonight is a beautiful moonlit night , with a gentle breeze and a spacious road . Even without a lantern , you can see the road ahead clearly .

Tanjiro Kamado and the other two set out immediately after receiving the mission notification from the Crow . Although they walked quite fast , night had already fallen when they arrived near the mission location .

The night is haunted by ghosts . Although everyone is still talking and laughing , it is obvious that their spirits are tense .

Not familiar with the route here , they just followed the crow all the way .

The town is ahead .

Tanjiro Kamado raised his head , wanting to see the entrance to the town , but saw his crow circling in the sky without moving forward .​

" Wait a minute , Zenitsu . " Tanjiro said .

Agatsuma Zenitsu grabbed Inosuke who was about to run away and said , " What 's wrong ? "

Tanjiro kept his head tilted back , and Agatsuma Zenitsu also looked up . Seeing the circling crow , he asked curiously , " What 's wrong with the crow ? "​​​​

The next second , he saw several crows flying over and opened his eyes wide : " Are there other team members nearby ? "

Tanjiro frowned and watched the crows meet the others and seem to be communicating something . After a while , the crows flew away in other directions .

" Go to the repair shop first to provide support ... "

The crow changed direction .​

The repair shop was n't mentioned at the beginning of the mission . Tanjiro realized it was an emergency and quickly caught up with the scimitar . Agatsuma Zenitsu also pulled Inosuke along , asking Tanjiro as they ran , " What happened ? "​​

" I don't know either . Maybe the repair shop was attacked by ghosts . " Tanjiro shook his head with a serious expression .

A repair shop is a place where many people live . If it is attacked by ghosts ... The boy 's face looked very unhappy .

Xuan Ya led the three of them around the town . It was closer to the repair shop from inside the town , but the town was bustling with people at that time , making it difficult to pass through . It was better to go around the town .

The trained teenagers ran much faster than before , following the crow closely all the way until they set foot on a road leading to the fields , completely away from the densely populated town .

From a distance , they saw the outline of a building , which was very obvious in the wild .

Tanjiro 's nose twitched and his brows frowned even tighter — what a stinky smell .​

It 's not just the stench from the ghosts , but also the stench from the corpses . The closer you get to the repair shop , the stronger it becomes .

When they were about a hundred meters away from the repair shop , they heard the sound of fighting .

Agatsuma Zenitsu looked up , and when he saw something , his pupils shrank . He suddenly reached out and grabbed his two companions tightly , his voice trembling , " What 's that up there in the repair shop ? "

Tanjiro looked over when he heard that , and what caught his eye was a large number of dark shadows crouching densely on the roof of the repair shop . In the moonlight , with their superior eyesight , they could see the twisted limbs of those dark shadows .

" Huh ? Is n't this a ghost ? " Inosuke sighed and was about to reach for his knife .​​

" No , it's not a ghost . It 's not the smell of a ghost . " Tanjiro said affirmatively after carefully identifying the smell he smelled .

They had only stopped for a moment when the repair shop suddenly burst into a burst of white light mixed with black flames . Then , two figures appeared . The one who was slightly behind grabbed the hand of the other , holding the Nichirin sword that Tanjiro and the others were familiar with .

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The atmosphere in the repair shop was tense . The workers who were hiding did not even dare to move . The workers hiding in the workshop at the back quietly left through the back door and ran all the way along the country road , trying to seek help from the police .

It was dark at night , and he had only stumbled a few dozen meters when a shadow hiding in the pitch-black bushes cut through the man 's neck like an arrow , sending blood splattering all over the ground .

The crow circling over the repair shop noticed something was wrong , flapped its wings , turned around and flew back to the base .

Countless dark shadows silently surrounded the repair shop .​​

The real person standing behind Bo Yezhu rolled his eyes imperceptibly , his brows still cold .

After hearing Fujiwara Tomokazu 's question , Usugaba Nagisa just tilted his head , as if he did n't quite understand what he said . The young man thought for a moment and said , " Are you blaming me ? "

Fujiwara Tomokazu looked at him with gloomy eyes . Perhaps it was the calmness on his face , or perhaps he remembered something else , but the slightly distorted expression on his face finally disappeared .

The young man smiled and said , " Do you think that just because you came in , you can leave at will ? "

" A crude trap , is this what you have been preparing for so long?" Usugaba Nagisa raised his eyes , and the Nichirin Sword in his hand was raised . The dark light on the blade was almost invisible , and the tip of the blade was facing Fujiwara Tomokazu directly .

" You hurt ordinary people and treated human life as worthless , in order to lure me here . What did you ambush here , or what did you ambush on that train ? "​​

Fujiwara Tomokazu stared at him , the smile on his face gradually fading . His tone was a little sharp : " Don't forget , it was you who restarted the time . It was you ! Your whole family ! It's because of you that I am where I am today ! "

Bo Yezhu listened to his words without any fluctuation in his eyes , the tip of the knife was still ready to strike . Everything in the past had long been buried in time . Reminiscing about the past was just to find something that made him feel valuable . Other meaningless recollections were just drinking poison to quench thirst .

" Did n't you come to save me ? Did n't you sacrifice your life for me ? Why are you standing opposite me now ?! "​

" Fujiwara Tomokazu . "​

The wind blew in from outside , lifting the loose hair on Bo Yezhu's temples .

His handsome features were calm , yet seemed to hint at a storm . The cold words fell into Fujiwara Tomokazu 's ears .

" The Boye family and yours have a long history . Ultimately , it can be traced back to before the Heian- kyō era . Back then , your ancestor ascended to Takama-ga-hara, becoming a deity . It was the Boye ancestor 's painstaking efforts in painting that led to his success . "

" Our ancestors hoped that the Boye tribe would continue to thrive for ten thousand years . As a price , a thousand years from now , sometime in the future , a catastrophe will strike the world . A Fujiwara tribe member will be ignorant of their own limitations and invite a wolf into their home , resulting in the deaths of hundreds of thousands of ordinary people at the hands of the uncontrolled cannibals . "

" Who do you think that person is ? "

" You joined the Demon Slayer Corps , changing the trajectory of your destiny , thinking you could predict the future , but you did n't realize your mind was already in the hands of Muzan . "

" Do you want me to tell you everything you 've been through again ? I do n't know what you 've mastered in countless reincarnations , but I 'm telling you , restarting time is only for the sake of the countless people who died in vain . "

" Now— " the young man 's cold voice lost its last vestiges of anger , returning to a calmness that read as if a verdict was pronounced . " You 've made the same mistake again . "

On the tip of the knife , a pitch- black flame suddenly bounced up and was reflected in Fujiwara Tomokazu 's pupils .

His pupils shrank and he murmured : " How is it possible ... How is it possible that you can learn the breathing sword technique ... " With such a frail body as Bo Yezhu , he always looked sickly in countless reincarnations , with a pale face , lips as white as snow , and silver hair that was infinitely close to white , no different from a dying person .

On the ground , a dark cursed spirit crawled out silently . In the space that Fujiwara Tomokazu could not see , the cursed spirit 's limbs gradually surrounded the men in black that he brought with him .

The real person 's eyes flashed , and through the vision of the curse spirit , he saw that the faces of the men in black under their hoods were empty , with only a piece of human skin hanging .

Fujiwara Tomokazu was still looking at the blade that was intertwined with thick black flames and white light , with a smile that looked like crying .

He thought back to many years ago .

The boy who traveled back to the Taisho period did n't realize that this was the world of comics . He was thinking about how to survive in this era , or find a way to go back - he did n't want to stay in this era without air conditioning !

Although his family was an ancient aristocratic one , it was plagued by internal strife . Just a few days after he arrived , a boy of the same age from the next yard was poisoned to death .

He felt horrified and only hoped that he could live safely to the age of sixty and not die halfway .

At that time , he just wanted to live .

One day , his uncle came to his yard and asked curiously , " Zhiyi , why have n't I seen you go out these days ? Are you sick ? "

Fujiwara Tomokazu knew that this person was his uncle and one of the few people he could rely on in the Fujiwara Mansion , so he was very docile in front of Fujiwara Ko , and almost obeyed his every word .

Then he was taken outside , walked all the way to the depths of a residential area , and stopped in front of a small courtyard .

Fujiwara Ko knocked on the door , and soon an old servant opened it . Seeing it was Fujiwara Ko , a smile spread across his face . " It 's you , Mr. Fujiwara ! Come in ! The young master did n't tell me you were coming today . "

The middle - aged swordsman shook his head : " I didn't tell him what Zhu was doing ? "

" I just got up and am having lunch . " The old servant said as he walked inside .

Tomoichi Fujiwara looked up at the sky . It was already afternoon . There were people who slept until afternoon . How happy they were !​

Although the courtyard was not big , it had everything it needed . The door of the house opposite the entrance was closed . Fujiwara Tomoichi saw the old servant open the door , but he was standing behind Fujiwara Ko , so he did not see the situation inside the house at first .

The first thing he heard was a sickly " Teacher . " The boy put down his chopsticks and said , " I just finished eating . Please clean up . "

The old servant responded and went inside to clear the dishes on the table .

When Fujiwara Tomoichi heard the word " teacher " , he thought to himself that Uncle Hu was still out there trying to get a dead volcano to be his teacher . He didn't know who this person was . Although Fujiwara Hu was not valued in the clan , he had not fallen to the point of having someone else , who was obviously a sickly person , be his teacher .

" Hmm ? Xiaozhi is here too ? "​

Xiaozhi ? Are you talking about him ?

Fujiwara Arc smiled and moved aside , catching Fujiwara Tomoichi off guard and revealing his figure .

He could smell the remaining food in the house , but the smell of medicine was stronger than that . The medicine was boiled to a certain degree and then placed in the house . All the furnishings were contaminated with that smell , like the ringing bells of life , making a faint sound .

The young man was dressed in white , a kimono style . He had forgotten whether it was late summer or autumn . Perhaps he was afraid of the cold , so the white kimono looked even paler . His thin body was shrouded in it , giving off an aura of decay .

He saw a pair of eyes that were close to golden , with long silver hair hanging down . The boy 's face was like the spirit of a dying person , almost transparent in color , sitting there , looking at him .

His eyes gradually cooled .

But at that time he did not realize the change in Bo Ye Zhu's attitude . His mind was full of thoughts like " How can there be such a person in the world ? " , " This kind of hair must be albinism " , " Are eyes of this color really not colored contact lenses ? "

After coming to this era , everyone he came into contact with had black hair and black eyes , including himself .

After seeing Urobe Nagisa , he suddenly realized that maybe he was not traveling through time and space , but had traveled into a comic book .

His hair and eye colors are very different from those of ordinary people , and Fujiwara Arc does n't seem surprised at all . It's obvious that he is an important character in the comic world .

But no matter how hard he tried , he could n't remember which comic book had a protagonist with silver hair and golden eyes .

Fujiwara Tomokazu could no longer remember what Fujiwara Akira and Usugaba Nagisa said or did that day .​​​​​​

I only remember that when I left , the sun was setting and Bo Yezhu was standing at the door of the study , watching them leave .

Fujiwara Tomokazu had very good hearing and he heard a low sigh behind him .​

" Destiny ? "