From Demon Slayer, the sword is invincible

Chapter 102 Discovering Tanjiro

Feng Xiaodao led a team of people through the forest, observing the surroundings vigilantly. Every time they came across a house, they stopped to ask, but unfortunately many people were very wary of them at night, so they didn't get much useful information.

"According to the information provided by Senior Brother Duan Shuiliu, these areas should be the ones that have been around for so long and there has been no news at all. I hope their two teams have made some discoveries!" Feng Xiaodao said secretly.

Feng Xiaodao actually didn't know exactly when Muzan attacked Tanjiro's family, but what is certain is that in the past few days, Feng Xiaodao definitely wanted to save Tanjiro's family.

Although this will change the plot and Tanjiro's life, the Demon Slayer Corps has changed and he no longer cares about it.

Compared to losing the plot advantage, the best change for Tanjiro is to have a warm home.

Suddenly, Feng Xiaodao saw a ray of light ahead, and signaled the team to move forward. When they got closer, they saw that it was a dilapidated hut.

"I'll go and ask around first, you guys wait for me here!" Feng Xiaodao instructed the other captains.

Feng Xiaodao has learned his lesson. If a group of people go with him and carry knives, everyone in the family will be afraid that they will be robbed by stray warriors, so of course people dare not say anything.

Feng Xiaodao knocked on the door gently, and an old voice came from inside: "Who is it?"

"Hello, old man, we are travelers passing by and would like to ask you something." Feng Xiaodao said respectfully.

The door opened a crack, and an old lady with wrinkled face and thin clothes leaned out and looked Feng Xiaodao up and down. "It's so late, what's the matter?" the old lady asked.

"We are looking for a young man selling charcoal with a flame-like scar on his head. Have you seen him?" Feng Xiaodao asked anxiously.

The old lady's pupils shrank inadvertently, and then she said nonchalantly: "I haven't seen it, go ask somewhere else!"

Feng Xiaodao keenly noticed the change in the old lady's eyes and was sure that the old lady knew the information about the charcoal seller, but just didn't trust him and didn't want to tell him.

Feng Xiaodao couldn't give up this rare piece of information, so he tried his best to maintain a sincere smile and said gently: "

Grandma, you must know the news about the child. I know you must know the news about him, but you just don’t believe me. However, this news is really important to me. I promise that I don’t want to hurt the child, but want to protect her. "

"Why should I believe you?" The old lady simply looked at Feng Xiaodao with suspicion without pretending.

Feng Xiaodao quickly took out a token from his arms, with the words "Demon Slayer Corps" engraved on it.

"I'm a member of the Demon Slayer Corps. I don't know if you know about it. It's a team that specializes in hunting down evil spirits. We are currently hunting down an evil spirit that may harm that child. If you know his whereabouts, please let me know."

The old lady looked at the token and her expression eased a little, but she was still a little hesitant.

"I haven't heard of the Demon Slayer Corps, but I have heard of ghost stories. A few days ago, a family died inexplicably, and the death was extremely tragic. The patrol team said it was caused by wild beasts, but we have all lived in this mountain for so long, we can tell at a glance whether it was done by wild beasts.

Everyone is sure that it was not done by a wild animal, but rather by an evil spirit." The old lady kept talking, becoming more confident in her own judgment.

"It must have been done by an evil spirit. You also know that the authorities will not admit to such things. We are an organization that specializes in hunting down evil spirits. Please believe me!"

Feng Xiaodao has already confirmed that it was an evil ghost who did it, but it was not Muzan. It must be that other ghosts were extremely hungry during the search and that is why they did it.

"I can't trust strangers easily, unless..." The old lady paused, "unless you can prove that you are really a member of the Demon Slayer Corps."

Feng Xiaodao understood what the old lady meant, and he immediately used his Thunder Breathing Technique. Golden light flashed on his Grenade Shadow Knife.

"You should believe me now, right?" Feng Xiaodao said. The golden color is like Buddha's light, which can increase trust. If you change to other weird colors, the old lady will probably think you are the ghost.

The old lady nodded with a look of surprise and admiration, "Okay, I believe you. The child lives in a nearby mountain. Speaking of which, this child is really miserable. After his father left, he carried the family alone and worked hard every day to chop wood and sell it down the mountain.

He also brought his younger brothers and sisters with him. This child is really kind-hearted. He is so miserable but he always gives me free firewood. If he is really in danger, you must save him!!!"

Feng Xiaodao asked hurriedly: "We will do our best to rescue him. Do you know where he lives?"

"I only know that he lives on the mountain, but I don't know the exact location." The old lady said worriedly.

Feng Xiaodao's heart sank. Although he knew the news, the mountain was so big that it would still be difficult to find the place.

But he still thanked the old lady: "Thank you for the information you provided. I will find him as soon as possible and protect his safety."

After saying that, Feng Xiaodao turned around and prepared to leave. The old lady also noticed Feng Xiaodao's worried look and hurriedly said, "Young man, don't leave yet. I don't know where the child lives, but someone must know."

There is always light at the end of the tunnel. Feng Xiaodao looked back at the old lady happily. "Please tell me in detail!"

"It seems that our village's mountain keeper Saburo is very familiar with that child. If you go find him, you will definitely know where the child lives! He lives in..."

"Thank you for telling me, grandma, you should move to a more crowded place. There are ghosts appearing recently, and a lonely person like you can easily be targeted by ghosts!" Feng Xiaodao finally advised with good intentions.

The old lady shook her head, as if she had let it go. "Thank you for your kindness. I have no children. If I die, I die. It's better to stay in my own place and feel comfortable."

Seeing that the old lady was unmoved, Feng Xiaodao took out a handful of seeds and handed them to her, saying, "These are wisteria seeds. Plant them around the house, and ordinary ghosts will have difficulty approaching."

The old lady carefully took the seeds and told Feng Xiaodao to go and rescue the charcoal seller.

After saying goodbye to the old lady, Feng Xiaodao led the team to Sanlang's residence quickly. Along the way, he prayed in his heart, hoping to find the charcoal seller smoothly.

Soon, they arrived in front of Sanlang's hut. Feng Xiaodao knocked gently on the door, and the door slowly opened, and a thin old man appeared at the door.

There was a hint of surprise in Sanlang's eyes. It was so late at night and a group of men with knives came to find him. He was so nervous that he couldn't even speak.

"Grandpa Sanlang, who is looking for you so late at night?" A gentle voice came from behind the old man.

Feng Xiaodao looked back in the direction of the voice and saw a young man with dark red hair, red eyes, a scar on his left forehead, and wearing sun wheel earrings that had been passed down from generation to generation.

This young man is the charcoal seller that everyone has been looking for!

Feng Xiaodao secretly thought that something was wrong and immediately said to his teammates anxiously, "Send a signal immediately and notify the other two teams to come over."

With a chirp, the team members quickly took out the standard flare and fired it into the sky.

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