Chapter 6

Still in the reception room, Ji Qingfeng was busy drawing stick figures.

The middle-aged woman was not impatient, she just drank tea and waited quietly. After a while,

Ji Qingfeng pointed to the city with Tokyo written on it and said,"Here."

Then he took out another painting, which showed a stick figure looking around at the roads that extended in all directions. There was also an enlarged head portrait in the upper right corner of the painting, with eyes in a vortex shape, indicating confusion and dizziness.

Combining the two paintings, the middle-aged woman instantly guessed what Ji Qingfeng wanted to express.

"Please wait a moment, I'll go get the map."

Seeing that the middle-aged woman understood what he meant, Ji Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief and nodded with a smile.

"Eh~ So this is how the uncle communicates with others?"

Shinobu Kocho's voice came, and Ji Qingfeng's heart skipped a beat in fear.

‘I didn't notice when she came in.’

‘Is the gap between ordinary people and swordsmen so big?

Kochi Shinobu curiously picked up Ji Qingfeng's painting, pointed at the Tokyo on it and said,"What are you going to do here?"

Ji Qingfeng frowned and tried to understand what she meant. After thinking for a while, he sighed and showed a confused expression again.

"Hmm~ It's really inconvenient to not be able to communicate in the same language."

Shinobu Kocho put her index finger on her chin and said with a little distress.

"Yes~！"

With a flash of inspiration in her mind, Shinobu Kocho also picked up a pen and started drawing on the paper.

Seeing this, Ji Qingfeng came over with some curiosity, wanting to see what Shinobu Kocho was drawing.

‘Okay, the painting style is the same as mine. 'With just a few simple strokes, Shinobu Kocho sketched a stick figure with a butterfly head.

Keep watching, and soon a little man with a butterfly head was drawn on the paper, leading another little man away from the Wisteria House, as if preparing to go somewhere.

After finishing one painting, Ji Qingfeng continued to watch Shinobu Kocho draw the next one.

Familiar with this way of painting, Shinobu Kocho drew faster and faster, and soon, she finished another one.

Continuing from the plot of the previous picture, the little man with the butterfly head brought another little man to a very luxurious courtyard, knelt on one knee in front of the newly appeared stick figure, and lowered his head.

‘Hmm, is it Ubuyashiki Yoya?’

‘Shinobu Kocho wants to take me to see him?’

‘It seems that it is not impossible. With Ubuyashiki Kakuya's power, I can easily find someone to teach me Japanese. And through his introduction, I should be able to learn Thunder Breathing more easily.’

"Let's go together?"

Ji Qingfeng pointed at the luxurious courtyard in the painting and asked Butterfly Ninja.

""Yeah."

Seeing that Ji Qingfeng understood what she meant, Butterfly Shinobu smiled and nodded.

"Master Shinobu, we are ready and can set off at any time."

""Okay, let's go back to the headquarters."

This novel way of communication made Shinobu Kocho quite interesting.

Putting down the pen in her hand, Shinobu Kocho stood up and waved to Ji Qingfeng, then turned around and left the reception room with light steps.

On the street outside the Wisteria House, Shinobu Kocho said goodbye to the middle-aged woman, and left with Ji Qingfeng and the members of the Hidden Team.

Because they had to take care of the wounded, the team was not moving fast.

Two days later.

In the mountains outside Tokyo, the Demon Slayer Corps headquarters

"My Lord, the stranger has been brought here."

Kneeling on one knee, Kochi Ninja bowed her head and said respectfully.

""Thank you for your hard work, Shinobu."

A man whose upper face was severely disfigured by the disease spoke gently.

This man's appearance was even more terrifying than the evil ghost that ate Ji Qingfeng, but the peaceful aura he exuded made Ji Qingfeng feel a sense of tranquility.

This man was the current lord of the Demon Slayer Corps.

Ubuyashiki Yoya.

Sitting next to him was his wife.

Ubuyashiki Amane.

Because Muzan Kibutsuji was born in the Ubuyashiki family, the bloodline of the Ubuyashiki family has been cursed for generations. If a child is born to an ordinary woman, the child will die early.

Only by marrying a woman from the priest family can the child live to the age of 30, but even so, he is weak and sickly.

Such a family cursed by the Demon King can be passed down for thousands of years, and every generation can marry a woman from the priest family, and always sit firmly in the position of the Demon Slayer Corps. Ji Qingfeng couldn't help but sigh, it's amazing.

Today's Ubuyashiki Yoya is already the 97th lord.

"No, this is what I should do. My lord, please take care of yourself. I will leave first."

Knight Shinobu shook her head and said respectfully before leaving.

""

‘Oh, how embarrassing! They couldn't understand what I said, and I was too embarrassed to speak my broken Japanese.’

‘Kocho Ren, why don't you come back?

Ji Qingfeng was on pins and needles at this moment. It wasn't because he was under any pressure, but he couldn't stand such an awkward environment.

Kocho Ren seemed to have heard his voice, and soon after she left, she returned.

"My Lord, I forgot to tell you that this person is a foreigner and is not proficient in the language of his country. We usually communicate through body language and simple sketches."The returning Kocho Shinobu handed a blank piece of paper and a pen to Ji Qingfeng.

The drawings used for communication were handed to Ubuyashiki Yoya. Ubuyashiki

Yoya patiently read the simple drawings used for communication.

After a while,

Ubuyashiki Yoya finished reading the drawings and said gently.

"You are from the Republic of China, right?"

Ji Qingfeng looked at Ubuyashiki Yoya in surprise.

‘He can actually speak Chinese?

Although it sounded like a dialect, Ji Qingfeng could barely understand it.

"I guess so." After coming to his senses, Ji Qingfeng hurriedly replied

"When I was young, I was curious about the country on the other side, so I learned a little bit about it."Ubuyashiki Yoya saw Ji Qingfeng's confusion and explained a little.

Ji Qingfeng looked a little unnatural when he heard this.

‘When you were a kid? During the Meiji Restoration?’

‘At that time, the Qing Dynasty was probably still ruling China.’

‘What a disgusting dynasty.’

"What's the matter with you calling me here?"

Ji Qingfeng didn't want to continue talking about topics that made him feel uncomfortable.

This time it was Butterfly Shinobu's turn to be confused, because she suddenly couldn't understand what the lord and Ji Qingfeng were saying.

"I'm a little curious about you. Why did that ghost catch you? Why do you, a Republic of China person, know so much about our Demon Slayer Corps?"

The words of Ubuyashiki Yoya made Ji Qingfeng not know how to answer or explain.

Unable to think of any good reason, Ji Qingfeng could only remain silent.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the room was a little different.

Facing Ji Qingfeng's silence, Ubuyashiki Yoya smiled and said in a gentle tone:"Is that so? I see. It doesn't matter if it's inconvenient to say."

Ji Qingfeng was a little speechless when he heard this. He wanted the other party to help him find someone to teach him Japanese, and he wanted to learn breathing techniques. In front of such a considerate Ubuyashiki Yoya, he was completely embarrassed to say these things. It's really a headache.

Although his questions were not answered, Ubuyashiki Yoya still said gently,"If you need any help from the Demon Slayer Corps, please don't hesitate to do so."

Ji Qingfeng hesitated for a long time after hearing this, and finally said shamelessly with some embarrassment:"I want to learn Japanese and join the Demon Slayer Corps."

He has not forgotten the hellish days after he crossed over.

The green-skinned ghost is dead, but Muzan Kibutsuji is still alive.

All the pain he has endured is ultimately to blame on Muzan.