Infinite: Start as a ghost

Yushiro's face paled (his expression changed again): "You..."

Jiang Jiu whispered again, "How about this, just draw me another portrait of Miss Tamayo holding a spider lily, and I promise I won't tell anyone."

Yushiro's complexion improved slightly.

Tamayo: "What are you two whispering about?"

Jiang Jiu and Yu Shilang immediately shook their heads, "Ah? It's nothing, it's nothing."

Chapter 27 Fog Ghost

Tamayo took out the medicine to suppress instincts: "Take this first. You need to be careful, this only suppresses instincts, it can't make them disappear completely."

"The effects are permanent, but the effect is actually not very strong."

“I treat human wounds every day, and I also have to suppress my craving for flesh and blood.”

Jiang Jiu took the medicine and swallowed it in one gulp: "Something is better than nothing. Without this medicine, I would be in even more pain."

Tamayo continued, "Remember, you must always keep your mind clear. If you fall into a semi-conscious state, the medication may not continue to work."

"Moreover, your situation is different from ours. My body and Yushiro's body have been modified countless times, so the degree of endurance we need to endure is not much compared to ours."

“You’re different, Mr. Ghost. Never let your guard down.”

Jiang Jiu nodded: "I understand. Don't worry, I will always stay true to myself."

She was relieved.

That night, Jiang Jiu told them to rest and that he would keep watch over them.

Tamayo and Yushiro did not refuse.

Jiang Jiu and she were complete strangers, so keeping watch for her was his way of repaying a favor.

Besides, she and Yushiro really needed a good rest. They hadn't slept since the old house was attacked by a demon.

Unlike ordinary ghosts, their bodies have been modified to resemble humans more and more, and they cannot be completely without rest like ghosts.

The next day, Yushiro finished the painting in one day, and Jiang Jiu, having nothing to do, also managed to get a rare nap.

That evening, Yushiro quietly handed the portrait, which was covered by a black cloth, to Jiang Jiu.

Jiang Jiu very considerately did not greet Tamayo, but asked Yushiro to say goodbye on his behalf.

With a sword at his waist and a painting in his hand, he returned home.

There's a day left before we return, which isn't exactly close, but it's not far either.

The night was dark and uncertain. Jiang Jiu could have walked quickly, but he chose to wander around at a leisurely pace.

Considering the time, and since the former leader, Mr. Kuwajima, hasn't arrived yet, there's nothing to do going back now. I might as well pay more attention to the scenery along the way.

He deliberately took a detour and walked to the neighboring village.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I have to say, the atmosphere in the countryside is really pure. In my original world, it's rare to see such a simple and honest village."

The night air was slightly cool, and the village was enveloped in a fine drizzle and a light mist, making it very comfortable.

"I absolutely love this place right now." Jiang Jiu was in a very good mood.

The fog ahead gradually thickened, and some trees could be vaguely seen through it.

Jiang Jiu, filled with joy, continued to venture deeper into the rain and mist, exploring the wonders of nature.

His mood gradually improved and became more and more pleasant without him even realizing it.

"Hey, what's that girl's dress up there?" Jiang Jiu stopped in her tracks.

"No way, in this day and age, in a village full of rural charm, there can't be such open-minded people, can there?"

Jiang Jiu's eyes were burning with desire, wanting to delve deeper into the matter.

He hadn't walked more than a few steps when he saw another girl's dress.

"Holy crap, this can't be that exciting, right? It's even yuri?"

After walking a little further, he saw another piece of clothing, which was noticeably more mature than the previous two.

"Holy crap... what's going on?" Jiang Jiu scratched his head. "This is bad. Three or more people constitute a crime. Judging by their clothes, could it be a mother and daughter having sex?"

"This is bad, this is really bad, should we go back?"

But his feet honestly continued to move forward.

Unbeknownst to him, he had already ventured deep into the dense fog forest.

"No, I'm a righteous gentleman, I absolutely cannot peep..."

Jiang Jiu cursed, then explained to himself, "Sigh, it's all my fault. My dynamic vision is too strong. It's not that I want to look; it's something I can't control."

"Where is it? Where is it? Why can't I see it yet?"

Some drool, like that of a pervert, began to drip from the corner of his mouth.

"Slurp! Oh no, I'm disfigured! Stay calm, stay calm! I'm even stronger than a pillar, I can't lose face."

When he saw the fourth piece of clothing, it finally caught his attention.

"Huh, why are there clothes again?"

Suddenly, a slight sense of warning surged in his heart.

"Ok?"

He dodged to the side, only to see a dark shadow whiz past him.

This dodge and warning instantly cleared his mind, and the inexplicable sense of pleasure in his heart vanished in an instant.

"I've been tricked?" Jiang Jiu was stunned. "Damn, I actually fell for such a low-level trick?"

Once he regained consciousness, he immediately understood what was happening.

This fog has a bewitching effect.

"There are still demons causing trouble so close to the Demon Slayer Corps headquarters? Hah."

Then he roared, "Die! Where do you think you're going!"

His words were full of righteous indignation, as if the man who had just spoken to him was a completely different person.

He was utterly ashamed and furious.

He was filled with shame and indignation, not only because of his lecherous appearance but also because he had fallen for such a low-level trick.

At that moment, a faint sound came from the thick fog.

"You're a ghost too, aren't you? Get out of my territory right now, I'll buy all the food here."

Chapter 28 Jiang Jiu's Blood Demon Art

Jiang calmed down and became a little more serious.

His dynamic vision was excellent, but the dense fog greatly impaired his eyesight.

After all, his dynamic vision, no matter how strong, is only a better ability to capture objects; it's not like the Sharingan or Byakugan—abnormal eye techniques.

I carefully observed my surroundings.

"Dense fog has a deceptive effect, making people lower their guard without realizing it. No wonder I fell for it."

"Hey, I'm talking to you, can't you hear me?" the Ghost in the Mist roared, "Get lost!"

Jiang Jiu ignored him and chuckled, "Since the fog can block my view, why not just make the fog disappear?"

As luck would have it, he had just learned the Breath of Wind and immediately found a way to use it.

"Wind Breathing, Seventh Form, Gale, Tengu Wind..."

Several streams of air flowed out rapidly with Jiang Jiu's force, forming several small whirlwinds.

The thick fog dissipated with the whirlwinds.

The ghost in the mist was also swept into the air by the whirlwind.

"Ah...you...you're despicable," the ghost in the mist cursed.

Jiang Jiu was speechless, cursing inwardly.

Damn it, this guy is way too weak. I actually fell for this weakling's trick.

The ghost in the mist cursed as it stretched out a hand.

"You want to take my territory, huh?"

"Then let's see who's better."

"Blood Demon Technique: Acid Mist Spray".

Jiang Jiu scoffed: "No matter what kind of fog you are, as long as you are fog, you cannot resist my Breath of Wind."

"Wind Breathing, Sixth Form, Black Wind and Mist..."

The acid mist was blown away before it could be released much, and the mist demon's arms were also severed.

"Ah... Ahhh!" The Ghost in the Mist screamed as it fell from the sky and crashed heavily to the ground.

Jiang Jiu slowly approached, step by step, spreading a terrifying pressure.

The Ghost in the Mist lay on the ground wailing, completely oblivious to Jiang Jiu's approach.

He only saw it when Jiang Jiu walked up to him.

At this moment, the arms of the Ghost in the Mist began to show signs of healing.

Jiang Jiu swung his single blade and instantly severed his lower body.

"Ugh... Ah, ahh!" the Mist Demon roared, "Damn it, Blood Demon Art: Poison Mist Breath!"

Jiang Jiu remained motionless, quietly waiting for the Fog Ghost to finish spitting out the poisonous fog.

A few seconds later, the poisonous fog dissipated, and Jiang Jiu stood unharmed in front of him.

"Ah, how come you..."