The journey of dragon transformation starting from Demon Slayer

I don’t know what illustration to include, so here’s a beautiful one of Akahomi-chan

After summarizing the remaining memories in his mind, Tazmi thought for a long time and filled the small notebook with dense fonts.

After all, I have lived for more than ten years, so my memory is inevitably a bit blurry.

But looking at the notebook, Tazmi couldn't help but smile.

In my previous life, I had a relatively flexible mind and a fairly good memory. Overall, I have recorded most of the plot and ghost information.

After flipping back and forth to consolidate the information, Tazmi exhaled the system.

"System! Travel through the world of Demon Slayer!"

World coordinate positioning... Anchor point established... Energy transmission... Time travel begins...

Suddenly, like a singularity erupting, a dazzling white light made the young man narrow his eyes.

It was obviously a very strong light, but it did not illuminate the room, but gradually enveloped the young man's body.

White light spots slowly covered it, and after the coverage was completed, they turned into blue light spots and dissipated in the air.

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As soon as he closed his eyes and opened them, he had arrived in another world.

Watching the static environment around him gradually change from gray to color, the young man couldn't help but sigh at the awesomeness of the system.

Although there are no all kinds of amazing plug-in functions, it is really great to experience traveling through the world and watching time slowly start to flow before your eyes.

"The first thing is...to pause the flow of time in the original world..."

The original world time flow has been suspended

Looking at the icon that looks like a bar in front of me, it fills up in just a moment.

Turning his attention away from the panel in front of him, Tazmi observed the surrounding environment.

After a while, the boy went back to the Zhanchi World to check the flow of time. After confirming that it was correct, he returned to the Demon Slayer World.

"It's daytime...and it's on the road...there are traces of wheels on the ground, is it a carriage..."

Daytime is good news. After all, ghosts cannot move during the day. As for the road, it proves that there are villages or towns near this area, which is obviously an easy start.

After carefully confirming that there was nothing wrong with the long sword and handguard he carried with him, the young man ran along the ruts.

After running like this for more than an hour, Tazmi saw a small village.

As it approaches noon, the small village looks very smoky, with thick cooking smoke and the aroma of rice wafting everywhere.

Pedestrians on the road were either carrying meat or other food, or carrying poles.

Walking inside, you can see a lot of roadside stalls.

Just like that, when the young man was about to walk towards the village, the passers-by on the road showed frightened expressions when they saw the young man.

After carefully observing their line of sight, the young man understood everything.

It turns out that what people fear is not themselves, but the weapons on their bodies.

"This is going to be a bit difficult..."

Looking at the long sword on his back, the young man felt helpless. After all, the crane system didn't even have system space, otherwise he would have thrown away his luggage and weapons in it.

"That boy... boy!! This way!!"

Hearing someone shouting, Tazmi looked over there in confusion. I saw a short-haired man wearing a Japanese yukata waving.

"Are you... calling me?"

Although he was a little confused, he still stepped forward.

After all, the villagers around him had long since run away when they saw their weapons. It was rare for someone to say hello and ask them what time it was.

"Young man! You should be...a master of ghost hunting!"

"I see that the weapon behind you does not look like the sword used by samurai...and the clothes...are more like clothes worn by people in big cities..."

The man asked the boy with an uncertain tone.

As everyone knows, asking yourself if you are from the Demon Slayer Squad is really confusing.

As a non-governmental organization that is not officially recognized, ordinary civilians must not understand the special organization of the Demon Slayer Corps.

But the young man still observed the man in front of him carefully, who was so weak that he could easily hold it with one hand.

I saw that his eyes were more focused on the long sword behind him, where he was quietly waiting for his reply.

On the collar of the wide yukata, the young man discovered a pattern embroidered with purple flowers, with the word 'vine' engraved in the middle.

The flower is the famous one, wisteria.

From this point of view, the man in front of him must be a civilian who acted on his own initiative after receiving the help of the Demon Slayer Corps.

"grown ups?"

Seeing the man's confused expression, Tazmi thought carefully that she must learn breathing techniques when she came here, so she nodded.

At least he will be a member of the Demon Slayer Corps in the future, so it should be no problem to pay for it in advance.

"Huh, I admire you so much that you still fight against evil spirits even though you are so tired... Please come with me..."

"Oh...thank you for your hard work..."

"Where, where..."

The young man laughed dryly, but Tazmi could still tell from his smile that it was sincere.

Just like this, I followed the young man walking on the road of the village, and soon reached the interior of the village.

What comes into view is an ordinary Japanese-style house, but it is much larger than other houses in the village.

There are also wisteria patterns on the wooden doorframes on the door, as well as on the doors and windows of the house when you walk through the door and through the courtyard.

Not only that, there are also several wisteria trees planted in the courtyard.

"I'll prepare a meal for you. Please wait in the living room for a moment..."

Tazmi nodded to the young man and sat down slowly.

Looking at the scenery outside the door, the young man also had a strange feeling that he had traveled through time several times.

After a while, the man in yukata came in carrying the prepared food.

"Who's behind you?"

"Oh...she's my sister! Her name is Li Zi."

Nodding slightly and smiling, he put the lunch for the boy, and the man also sat at the small table.

"Say hello to the adults...don't be rude!"

After gently touching his sister's little head, the man spoke softly.

"Um...big...sir..."

"Just call me Brother Tazmi!"

Seeing the sunny smile of the eldest brother who called himself Tazmi, Xiao Lizi was stunned, but still nodded.

"Tatsumi-nii... first... first time we met... I am Kusakabe Kuriko..."

"First meeting, little sister Lizi!"

After saying hello with a smile, the young man smiled apologetically to himself.

"My name is Kusakabe Matsuko..."

"I'm sorry...Tazmi-sama...my sister is a little scared..."

"It doesn't matter...it's better to say that sister Lizi is very cute...just like a doll..."

Hearing his sister being praised, the man scratched the back of his head and smiled shyly.

As if a conversation had opened up, the young man chatted happily with Tazmi.

Time passed bit by bit, and Tazmi was already enjoying the ordinary meals and chats.

However, as dusk approached, the house welcomed a group of other guests.