Demon Slayer: Sign In From Mount Sagiri

Chapter 132 Weird Mural? Believer! (Tears To Subscribe!)

"Boom.

As the gate closed, Beidou turned around and found that there was no way out.

The next moment, clusters of lights strangely lit up above his head, illuminating his surroundings.

"this is.....…"

Beidou looked around and found himself standing in an antique hall.

The furnishings and decorations in this hall are no different from those of ordinary aristocratic families, and the furniture is also full of elegance and luxury.

Such a scene is very similar to the Ihei family that I met on Hachijo Island.

However, coupled with the gloomy atmosphere of Tongtian Pavilion and those flickering lights......

It always gives people a feeling of being shrouded in dark clouds.

Feeling very depressed too!

"Da da da"

Beidou walked silently in the hall, looking at every detail.

No matter the tables, chairs, benches, or these antique furniture, you can't find any faults.

But Beidou always felt something was wrong...

It wasn't until he couldn't find it, and when he sat on the tatami and raised his head, did he realize what it was...

It made him feel uneasy all the time.

"Why have I never seen the contents of these murals?"

"Neither a fairy nor a ghost......"

"What exactly is the painting?"

Follow Beidou's gaze.....

The four walls and the ceiling of the entire hall are covered with various paints, drawn into strange patterns.

The general tone is black and red, giving people a kind of heaviness that hits the face.

And the content of each painting is different.

The first painting is a group of people dressed simply, living in a small village.

In the second picture, there are many people lying on the ground in a small village, and there are still a few bones in the soil, which indicates that some kind of plague or disaster is coming, and many people have died.

And then the third one...

"who is he?"

Beidou took a closer look. In this mural, a young man in a splendid kimono came from the sky, stepped on colorful auspicious clouds, and sprinkled nectar with his hands. All the people in the small village worshiped him.

As if some savior sent from heaven?

And the fourth picture is even more exaggerated. Those who lay down recovered from serious illnesses, and the small village returned to its original appearance and became more prosperous.

Look at the faces of each of them, with a devout smile.

A huge monument was also erected for the savior, and every day people came to burn incense and worship in front of the monument.

This familiar scene reminded Beidou of...

Those religions from previous lives.

Whether it is Sakyamuni, the Jade Emperor, or the Lord of the West, isn't it all the same routine?

From the looks of it, this young man in brocade clothes......

It also played such a role that these ignorant people respected them as gods and accepted their incense.

Beidou shook his head, but when his eyes fell to the ceiling......

It's time for the fifth painting!

A sudden feeling rushed into his heart.

The body that had been tense all this time suddenly relaxed, and he couldn't help clasping his hands together, making a prayer-like gesture.

At this moment, he is completely like a humble believer.

Follow Beidou's line of sight

The mural on top of his head turned out to be that young man bathing in the sun, stepping out of the myriad rays of light, with a divine aura rushing toward his face.

However, in such a gloomy environment...

There is always a sense of incongruity!

Beidou's knees were weak, and unconsciously, there was an extra futon under his feet.

Obviously it was prepared for him early.

Under the bath of Xiaguang, his heart suddenly calmed down.

"May the light of the leader shine on us..."

". "Let us escape from the sea of ​​suffering and enjoy eternal bliss." "

An inexplicable line appeared in his mind.

In the next second, the mural above the head was in full bloom, and the young man's smile seemed real...

It makes people feel refreshed and refreshed.

Invisibly, it seemed as if a hand reached out to Beidou.

As long as he kneels on the futon, that hand can pull him out of the sea of ​​suffering and into the heaven of eternal bliss.

, just one second before kneeling...

There was something extra in his hand.

"Crack."

The point of the sword stabbed the floor, and Beidou barely blocked his body.

The knees are prevented from going down, and the tendency to kneel down is restrained.

In the sky, the young man frowned slightly, as if he was very dissatisfied with Beidou's performance.

"You don't really think these tricks...."

"Will it work for me?"

"Douma."

Beidou raised his head, and what he saw was a pair of clear eyes.

Looking at Zhu Rong in his hand, it was already burning hot, and the futon under his feet was also burnt to powder.

Seeing this scene, the young man's face changed slightly.

Especially once the word Douma came out, his pretense was meaningless.

Wan Dao Xiaguang was also polluted and turned into a group of black mist, covering the dark hall.

"You are not pious enough."

"It's you... who fell for you.

"So, please go to hell!".