manynovel Chapter 76: Knowing I'm a ghost, will you still help me?
Chapter 76: Knowing I'm a ghost, will you still help me?
Chapter 76 Knowing I'm a ghost, will you still help me? (3/4)
Su Mu slowly pulled the axe out of the skull's flesh and blood, then casually tossed it to the ground.
"Bang!"
The axe hit the ground with a dull thud, and Hanako and Shigeru, who had just come out of the room because of the noise, let out a terrified scream.
Midouzi immediately stepped forward, grabbed her younger siblings and pulled them behind her, protecting them with a look of fear on her face.
Su Mu looked at the fear in the room and silently touched his face. The open wound was wriggling and healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Tanjiro, it hurts a lot when the axe hits your face."
He seemed to be joking.
However, the joke didn't seem funny at all. Apart from the children's frightened cries and the old people's fear, the only sound in the room was everyone's trembling bodies.
Tanjiro's face turned deathly pale.
Su Mu looked down at Zaomen Kuizhi, who was still clinging to him, and said in a low voice, "Madam, please let go quickly."
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Kamado Aoi trembled, but hugged him even tighter, urging Tanjiro and Nezuko to take their younger siblings and escape quickly.
Tanjiro simply told Nezuko to take his younger siblings and run away, while he himself stood trembling in front, even his breathing was shaky.
Seeing that Kamado Kui was still holding on tightly, Su Mu impatiently reached out and slapped the woman on the back of the head, knocking her unconscious.
"Mother----"
Tanjiro and Nezuko almost instinctively rushed forward.
Stop.
Su Mu raised his head, looked at Tanjiro and Nezuko, then squatted down and slowly pried open the arms of Kamado Hime, who was still tightly holding him even after being knocked unconscious, and whispered, "He's just unconscious, he's not dead."
Tanjiro and Nezuko both stopped and looked at their mother lying on the ground with worried expressions.
Having broken free of the stove door and the sunflower branch, Su Mu strode towards Tanjiro and bowed slightly.
The overwhelming smell of blood made Tanjiro tremble and his hands and feet shake, but he tried his best to stand up and be strong.
"No—don't hurt my brother."
Midouzi picked up the axe from the ground, her delicate little face filled with fear, yet she bravely gripped the axe and faced the evil spirit.
Su Mu glanced at Nezuko, then lowered his head, leaned close to Tanjiro, and whispered, "Do me a favor."
Tanjiro's body was still trembling, and he was also confused. He couldn't help but look up at Su Mu, but as soon as his eyes met those scarlet eyes, he immediately lowered his head.
"You—you say it."
"If you can't do it, not only will you die, your mother will die, your sister will die, your whole family will die."
He spoke softly, his voice very low.
But the sound was so terrifying and heavy to Tanjiro's ears, like a mountain pressing down on him, making it almost impossible to breathe.
The boy gritted his teeth, pursed his lips, and clenched his fists tightly.
"Tell your sister to put down the axe and go back inside to rest. Tell her that you're coming out with me, and you only have three seconds."
After saying that, he turned around, walked outside, and stood silently at the door, letting the wind and rain beat down on him.
Midouzi looked at the ghost who suddenly turned and went outside with a puzzled expression. She didn't know what the ghost said to her brother before running outside. She saw her brother running over anxiously. The cold rain hit his face and wet his hair. Su Mu stood in the rain, silently holding the Nichirin Blade, speechless.
He gazed silently at the dark sky.
Before three seconds had passed, Tanjiro had already run out with a look of panic on his face, while inside the house, Nezuko was filled with worry and fear.
Su Mu didn't say anything, but simply pulled Tanjiro's body and shoved him onto his back, then casually tossed the comb wrapped in cloth to him.
Tanjiro looked flustered, wondering why Su Mu had thrown him a comb.
"Smell the comb to find the owner of the scent."
Su Mu spoke calmly.
"This—how is this even possible?"
As the demon ran at top speed, Tanjiro could only hold the demon's neck with one hand, sniff the comb hard with the tip of his nose, and at the same time, speak with difficulty.
"If you can't do it, your whole family will die."
Su Mu stopped in his tracks, his tone calm: "If you can't do it, I'll go back and kill your entire family."
The boy's face turned deathly pale.
Although he has had an exceptionally sensitive nose since childhood and can smell many things, he has never actually tried to find someone by the scent of a comb.
But Tanjiro was unwilling to bear the consequences of not being able to do it.
Moreover, how would the other party know that I have a sensitive nose?
"Is it possible?"
Su Mu spoke calmly, already gripping the Nichirin Blade in his hand.
A bolt of lightning suddenly cleaved through the pitch-black night, reflecting a cold, sharp edge on the blade. Tanjiro had no doubt that if he answered that he couldn't do it, this demon would turn around and kill his entire family.
"It's possible."
Tanjiro gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and sniffed the comb.
From a young age, he had an exceptionally keen sense of smell; he could even detect a person's emotions, whether joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness, just by their scent. Although he had never tried to find someone by the scent of a comb, especially under such a rainy sky, he had to do it no matter what for the sake of his family's lives.
At this moment, I let my mind go blank, remembering the scent on the comb, and then sniffing the air, as various scents appeared in my mind.
However, it is difficult to find a scent associated with the comb.
Su Mu simply stood there quietly, his hand gently stroking the blade, saying nothing. He stood there silently, the stench of blood on his body becoming frighteningly strong after being washed by the rain.
This put immense psychological pressure on Tanjiro.
"call----"
I took a deep breath, trying hard to discern, trying my best—
Finally, I caught a faint scent in the air. "Go that way."
Tanjiro pointed in a direction.
Su Mu carried Tanjiro on his back and ran silently and quickly through the rain, but still said in a low voice, "If I can't find him before dawn, I will still go back and kill your whole family."
Tanjiro's body trembled, and his fists clenched tightly. Never before had he felt such a deep hatred for his own weakness.
Regardless of what Tanjiro was thinking, Su Mu simply ran silently in the rain, following the direction Tanjiro pointed.
Footsteps landed on the ground, splashing water everywhere.
Tanjiro sniffed hard, trying to find the source of the scent in the air, while pointing the way towards the demon.
He didn't know how much time had passed, only that he had been running for a long time. Tanjiro felt his face and body were about to freeze stiff from the rain before he finally smelled the same scent as the comb, only this scent was much stronger.
Ahead, a house stood.
The owner of the comb-scented item probably lives in this house.
"It should be in this house."
Tanjiro whispered.
"it is good."
Su Mu put Tanjiro down.
After getting off the demon and seeing that it didn't seem to intend to harm him, Tanjiro's fear lessened slightly. Only then did he realize that the demon had broken into his house, and he said softly, "If you were just looking for someone, you didn't need to do this. If you had just told me, I would have helped you, instead of threatening me like this."
Su Mu turned around, looked up at the boy, and asked, "Knowing I'm a ghost, will you still help me?"