Zenitsu's face paled, and he was stunned for a moment before snatching the shovel from his hand.
"Go ahead and dig! Who's afraid of who!"
Shovel after shovel, Zenitsu continued to dig into the soil beneath his feet.
With a sigh, Tanjiro ran over and joined him in digging the hole.
Soon, a simple grave was dug.
After carefully examining the man's body and finding no items that could identify him, the Scribe and others placed him in the pit.
They filled the hole back in and then made a simple tombstone out of a stone.
"What a pitiful person. May you never have to experience such misery in your next life."
With his hands clasped together, Tanjiro closed his eyes and muttered something.
After doing all that, the Scribe assigned tasks to each person.
Nezuko stayed outside to look after the young boys and girls.
Meanwhile, Tanjiro Zenitsu entered the room to eliminate the demons lurking inside.
Nodding, none of them had any objections to this allocation.
Just as they were about to go in, the Scribe suddenly called out to them.
"Wait a minute, someone's coming."
As he spoke, he pointed to a forest on the left.
"They must be running; you should have heard some sounds too."
"That's right."
Zenitsu nodded; even with his excellent hearing, he could hear the approaching voice.
"Mouse... rabbit... cute... newbie?"
He read aloud what he had heard, word by word.
As soon as he finished speaking, a look of doubt appeared on his face.
Pikachu newbie, what is that? Is it a special kind of animal?
Shaking his head, the Scribe said.
You misheard me.
Zenitsu was about to say something, but the voice was getting closer and closer.
Even Tanjiro and his friends could clearly sense someone approaching.
The sound of stomping on leaves grew louder and louder, and the shouts from his mouth grew louder and louder.
Occasionally, birds would fly out from the fallen trees, screeching as they flew into the distance.
"They're here."
With a slight upturn of her lips, the Scribe, who already knew who the visitor was, said with a smile.
"You three can put your knives away now."
As they were talking, a figure jumped out of the bushes.
His upper body was bare, with wild beast mane wrapped around his waist. He held a strange knife in his hand and wore a boar-shaped hood on his head.
After landing with a thud, the figure didn't forget to shout.
"Pigs swoosh!"
Chapter 254 Kaigaku's Blood Demon Art
Upon seeing the figure appear, Tanjiro exclaimed in surprise.
"Inosuke?!"
"Ha?"
Hearing someone call his name, Inosuke looked behind him.
Sure enough, Tanjiro and his group were there.
"Isn't this Kamaboko Gonpachiro? What's he doing here?"
"It's Kamado Tanjiro!"
"Yes, yes, I understand, Jigoro."
"Tanjiro!"
Seeing that Inosuke still didn't remember his name, Tanjiro was a little angry and wanted to go up and argue with him.
But at this moment, the Scribe spoke up and asked.
"Inosuke, what are you doing here?"
"Huh? Do I need your permission to be here?"
A breath escaped from the Boar Head's head mask, Inosuke said with a hint of disdain.
"Besides, who are you, little brat, to dare to..."
Before he could finish speaking, he realized that the person he was talking to was none other than Scribe he hadn't seen in a long time.
"Is that so, Inosuke- sama?"
Squinting, the Scribe smiled and said to him.
"So I'm not even worthy to speak to you anymore."
The Scribe emphasized the word "you" with particular force, giving his words a unique quality.
"Sorry!"
Without the slightest hesitation, Inosuke immediately backed down after realizing it was the Scribe speaking to him.
He's not stupid; he still remembers the time he was tricked by the other party very clearly.
Scribe waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to be nervous.
He pointed to the demon's house ahead and then asked Inosuke.
"We want to go inside and take a look. Do you want to come with us?"
"There's a ghost inside, isn't there?"
Upon seeing the Scribe nod, Inosuke immediately spoke.
'Then what are we waiting for? Let's go in quickly.'
Seeing Inosuke so excited, Zenitsu said with a long face.
"If I go in, you'll protect me, right? You definitely will, otherwise I might die inside."
"Stop talking nonsense, come with me, come with me!"
He grabbed Zenitsu's clothes, and then Inosuke pulled him along, rushing into the house.
After exchanging a glance with Nezuko, Scribe and Tanjiro followed them inside.
As soon as they entered, the two of them saw Zenitsu was already entangled with Inosuke.
"Tanjiro, Mister Scribe, help me! Inosuke is trying to drag me inside!"
Seeing the two people walk in, Zenitsu felt as if he had found a ray of hope and stretched out a hand as if to ask for help.
"Zenitsu, I think it's better for you to stay by Inosuke's side, because the fracture from my last battle hasn't healed yet."
Upon hearing Tanjiro's words, Zenitsu, who had been struggling to escape from Inosuke, was stunned.
Immediately afterwards, he turned around and said to the "Boar Head" behind him with a smile.
"Um, can I come with you?"
"Oh, you'll acknowledge me as your elder brother, and I guarantee you'll be safe and sound."
Inosuke patted his chest forcefully, his words brimming with confidence.
Zenitsu was about to say something when Scribe slapped him on the shoulder.
"Wait a moment."
His gaze turned cold, and he then pointed to a room ahead and spoke.
"Tanjiro, go push it open and take a look."
Nodding, Tanjiro stepped forward and slowly pushed open the door.
As the door was opened, the creature behind it gradually revealed itself.
"Ghost?"
Tanjiro two companions were stunned for a moment when they saw the demon that had appeared in the room.
How could there be a ghost so close to them? I clearly didn't sense it with my sense of smell/hearing/feeling.
Before they could think any further, the ghost in the room abandoned the corpse in its hands and roared as it pounced on the three of them.
The Scribe stood aside, quietly watching the battle.
According to his estimation, this ghost's combat power was not high, and as long as they worked together, they could kill it in no time.
However, this ideal situation only exists under the condition of perfect cooperation.
Not to mention Inosuke, even Tanjiro Zenitsu had never launched a systematic joint attack before.
The only time they hunted demons together, Zenitsu was knocked unconscious by Yura in a single encounter.
In other words, the three of them had zero experience in joint operations.
Either Tanjiro's position blocked Inosuke's movement, or Zenitsu was too afraid to step forward and was kicked by Inosuke, or Tanjiro had no choice but to take a blow from a demon in order to protect Zenitsu.
Realizing that the three were not working well together, the ghost seemed to have found a way to win.
He gave a wicked smile and then vigorously thumped his arm.
Solid muscles bulged from beneath the dry skin, and veins stood out as if they were about to burst out of the body.
"Get up!"
He bent his body slightly forward, then reached his arm under the tatami mat.
Get out of the way!
Realizing what the demon was about to do, Tanjiro Zenitsu shouted to Inosuke and Inosuke beside him.
"He wants to lift up the tatami mats!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the demon suddenly exerted force with both arms, lifting the tatami mats that were originally laid on the ground and smashing them towards the three of them.
With a frown, Tanjiro and the other two knew they couldn't withstand the attack, so they all jumped out of the room.
But just as the three of them jumped outside the room, a clear drumbeat suddenly came from deep within the house.
"Thump~"
In an instant, the whole world changed.
They felt something was wrong with their feet, and by the time the three of them realized what was happening, the room in front of them had changed.
"What's going on?!"
Fine beads of sweat appeared on Tanjiro's forehead as he looked at the now empty room and exclaimed in surprise.
"Where are the ghosts and the Mister Scribe? Where have they all gone?"
"Who knows?"
Looking at the suddenly changed room, Inosuke said something quite angrily, then sheathed his sword and walked towards one side of the corridor.
"Never mind, I'm going this way. You two can do whatever you want."
Tanjiro Zenitsu both fell silent as they watched Inosuke disappear at the edge of the corridor.
On the other side, because they were both inside the room, neither the Scribe nor the ghost had been moved. (Reading by La)