With the death of Xiaxianzhisi, the progress of the Twelve Ghost Month on Mofei's panel became 1/12, and the progress bar of the world progress spanned several points.

Over the past period of time, with the tasks triggered by Tanjiro, Nezuko and Xiao Huangmao, the world's progress has reached 15%. After destroying Xiaoxianzhisi's remaining sons, the progress has jumped to 18.5%. If he destroys a few more, it should soon exceed the progress of the Pirate World.

I just don’t know what the principle of this thing is. Mo Fei has been studying it for a long time but can’t figure it out, so he can only give up in the end.

"Ahem...puff~"

At the collapsed house, Tanjiro and the other two finally ran out of it in a panic and happened to see Mo Fei.

"Mr. Mo Fei, where is that ghost?"

Not caring about the injuries on his body, Tanjiro was concerned about the completion of the task first.

Nezuko had returned to her ordinary girl at this time. She followed her to Mo Fei, sniffed him, and hugged his arm and stopped moving.

Mo Fei triggered a mission about Nezuko before. After completing it, this little ghost became much closer to him and seemed to like the smell of him.

Mo Fei said: "Don't worry, that ghost has been killed, there is no such thing as the lower string in this world."

"yeah!"

The little yellow-haired cheered first. Although the battle just now was short, it was very dangerous. If Mo Fei hadn't come, the ghost wouldn't have escaped. The three of them might have been in danger.

The strength of the Ghost of the Lower String is indeed extraordinary, far from what ordinary people can deal with, and their strength is still much worse.

Tanjiro looked at Mo Fei in admiration: "Mr. Mo Fei is really amazing, we can't help any more."

The ghost with the lower string just ran away for a moment, and they didn't even hear the sound of fighting, and didn't see anything when they came out. Naturally, the ghost was destroyed.

What does this mean? It means that Mo Fei killed the ghost of Xiaxian and killed it in seconds. The other party couldn't even escape. You should know that this ghost had escaped from the men of several pillars before.

Such strength is probably even stronger than Jiji. Tanjiro felt a sense of urgency in his heart. He was eager to become stronger. Not to mention that he could be like Mo Fei, he had to face the ghost of the lower stern, rather than being injured in such a meeting now.

"You are busy in the future. Since the task is completed, I will take a break tonight and return tomorrow." Mo Fei looked at many people around him who had appeared due to the collapse of the house and shook his head and prepared to leave, "By the way, Shanyi, remember to go to the boss to compensate for the house's losses."

"Ah! Why me?"

"What, do you have any objections?"

"No! Absolutely no!" Xiao Huangmao was timid in a flash, "Brother Mo Fei, please hand over the task to me with confidence and ensure it can be completed smoothly."

"Then why don't you go quickly."

"But, I don't have money, all the money is on Tanjiro."

The red-haired boy quickly scratched his head and said with a smile: "Sorry, I forgot about this, I will give you the money."

The charcoal seller is a good at managing money. He used to hard life and had a deep understanding of the importance of money. He is a good at managing money. If he put it in the hands of the little yellow-haired man, he might be spent soon.

If it was placed in Mo Fei's hand, it would be faster.

...

...

Pulala...

A crow fell from the sky and stood firmly on one arm.

After a while, the owner of the arm smiled and said, "It turns out that he is a reliable person. Even the most difficult-to-killer among the ghosts in the lower strings was killed. There should be no problem with the others. Go and tell them, just continue to act according to the plan."

The crow pecked the white clothes on his arm intimately, then soared into the air, hovered around in the air, and quickly disappeared into the sky.

"Ahem..."

Yoyayashiki began to cough, and at this time, a pair of gentle arms gently patted his back. After a while, Yoyaya returned to peace.

And the white handkerchief on his hand was already scarlet.

As if you could feel the care of the visitor, Yoshiya Saya endured the pain and chuckled: "It seems that luck is on our side. This final selection not only won thirteen team members, but also a genius who can surpass the pillar. I believe that as the plan progresses, Muzan Kimuzan will definitely not be able to sit still and will be able to catch his feet at that time.

It has been thousands of years, and over the years, I don’t know how many people died at his hands. I finally saw hope. I will stick to it and strive to end all this when I am still alive. In this way, even if I go to see these children underground, I can happily drive them to the highway."

For him, it was a rare time to say so many things at once, and stretched out one palm and gently held his hand, indicating the determination of the owner of the white and tender palm.

You can know what it means without words.

"Okay, I promise you that no matter where you go, we will be together."

...

...

Night falls, and the tired birds return to their nests.

The nights in Susukinoto Village are still lively. It is the outskirts of Tokyo. Even a village has thousands of households and thousands of people. Since the Taisho era, as Tokyo has become more prosperous, even their village has benefited.

Many people choose to go to Tokyo from the village, many of them have made their homes, and some even take their families to big cities.

It is really enviable, but staying in the village also has the benefits of staying there. At least the life here is much more comfortable than Tokyo, and you can also go to the city from time to time to experience the prosperity of the city.

Because it is close to Tokyo, many things here are basically learned from there.

Especially here, a new gambling house has been opened, many of the novel ways of playing come from Tokyo. Every night, the gambling house is always crowded.

Of course, this is a village, and it is not big to say it is big. Naturally, the play is not as exaggerated as Tokyo. Many people just have fun, so they treat it as a pastime at night.

Some people who play are naturally some who play big, and some who play big, especially Okamura-Material.

Okamura is a famous rogue in the village. He was a bad boy when he was very young. Later, he couldn't continue studying and envied the prosperity of Tokyo, so he went to Tokyo.

He is a guy with no education and no skills. What good job can he find in Tokyo? He can't continue his life and start to cheat, but later he simply joined the gangster.

Not long after, the gang where he was in conflict with another group of people, and the two groups began to get angry, and finally the gang where he was in was destroyed, and Okamura Haruka escaped by chance.

He was afraid of being chased, so he did not dare to stay in Tokyo again and chose to go back to his hometown to survive.

After hiding for a long time, Okamura Jiro found that the storm of the matter seemed to have not affected this place. In fact, no one cared about him, a small minion, so he began to restless again.

Because of his experience as a Tokyo melody, he boasted in the village that he was so awesome, and then took two bad boys to become younger brothers, doing nothing in the village all day long.

Finally, we make a living by collecting protection fees.

But in such a place, how much can he charge for protection fees? His life is very difficult. Fortunately, the gambling house here is open and he has a large income, but he used to be a gambling person. He collected protection fees from others and soon lost again.

Okamura Ji is actually a little clever. He knows that it is okay to bully ordinary villagers. He can collect protection fees from other people's gambling houses because they are afraid of trouble. He just needs someone like him to solve some ordinary minor troubles.

He didn't dare to go too far, so even if he lost, he wouldn't be a scoundrel because of his identity.

After going all this, sometimes I owe money to the casino.

But he couldn't help it, and it was the same today. He finally had some money and walked in again. In just two hours, the money was completely lost and he owed a lot.

There was no way, today he was so lucky, so he walked out of the gambling house with the only little reason left.

When the cool night breeze outside blew, Okamura finally felt a little bit conscious. He felt a little hungry, but now it was late at night and the restaurant was closed long ago. If he wanted to eat, he had to go home.

As he staggered all the way, Okamura Jirao was cursing, all of whom were scolding today's luck and his two younger brothers. Since he often lost money and asked them to borrow money, the two younger brothers have gradually become alienated from him.

In fact, it is said that it is borrowing, but it is open to rob. It has never been paid back. No one can stand it in the long run.

When he got home, it was pitch black. His own father was so angry that he was very angry that he was alive. He farmed and maintained his life on weekdays. Sometimes he would do some simple sewing work for the villagers.

But all the money earned was taken by Okamura for gamble, so the family was actually very poor.

"I'm old, do I have anything to eat? I'm hungry!"

When Okamura Jane returned home, she began to yell and rummaged through the cabinets.

His mother had already fallen asleep and couldn't help but be woken up. I don't know how many times this year, the old man in the room sighed and his face felt helpless. She was actually only in her fifties this year, but she looked like an old man in her seventies.

After lit the light, the old man walked out of his room and looked at Okamura Ji. He knew that he had gone to drink and gamble again. Seeing that he was still flipping through there, he couldn't help but sigh: "Don't flipping through it, you have lost all the money here, and you have no money at all."

"What did you say!"

Okamura's eyes turned red again, "I lost all of them? I think you hid it and refused to give it to me. I knew that every time you make money, you hid it, and said that I lost all of them. Go and get me money, I want to win it back, let you see, I can't lose! It must be you who cursed me behind my back, which made me lose. Go and get me money."

"No more, I have no more money, you took them all away."

"I don't believe it, you must have hidden it. You went to help someone wash clothes today, and you must have made money. You can get out of here..."

Okamura, who was drinking a little too much today, couldn't control his strength and pushed the old man to the ground, which happened to be the table he had kicked over before.

Bang!

The old man's head hit the edges of the table, and there was no sound.

The room was dark, but Okamura Ji didn't care about his own mother, but walked into the bedroom and began to churn inside.

In fact, the bedroom is also very simple. All the valuable things in the house were sold. After searching for a long time, nothing was found.

He had no idea that the person who asked the old man to wash clothes today was afraid that the money would be snatched away by him, so he kept the old man at home for dinner and agreed to buy something from them in the future.

After rummagus after rummagus had been through for a long time, he was tired and hungry, so he had to leave the bedroom again and go to the kitchen to find food.

When he opened the pot, there was nothing inside, Okamura whispered.

But at this moment, the aroma suddenly came out of the pot. Okamura Jiraoshi swallowed and looked inside again. At this time, it was not that there was nothing inside, but a delicious dish that he could not even want to eat.

Okamura wanted to hold it directly with his hands, but he couldn't. He ate it with red eyes and buried his head in, desperately using his mouth to eat the delicious food.

Crack~ Crack~

Puchi~ Puchi~
To be continued...