Ghost Slayer Blacksmith's Self-Cultivation

"Boy, don't die!"

"cut!"

The evil ghost swallowed Zhuxiong whole in one gulp, and before he could taste it carefully, his body was split in two directly from the top of the head.

There was horror in his eyes, and the remaining power of the slash formed a huge shock wave in the rear, directly plowing the ground into a ravine several meters deep.

The evil ghost who was still fierce just now turned into blood mist and dissipated in the air in an instant.

Tu Bo moved his body with not very good legs and feet, and the light of the wooden ax in his hand gradually dimmed, and a crack appeared on the blade of the axe, obviously unable to withstand the deadly divine power.

Uncle Tu's heart sank, and he secretly screamed that something was wrong, because he seemed to have overdone it just now because he was too anxious.

With the increasing number of cracks on the axe, Tubo's body gradually began to blur.

He looked at Zhuxiong who was unconscious, and he thought he had a good relationship with this child. With a big wave of his hand, three axes of gold, silver and copper appeared out of thin air, and he thought it was the iron ax to compensate him.

After some time, Takeo's injured left leg began to heal and scab strangely.

As time passed, the originally quiet and feeble heart began to beat slowly again.

Takexiong's pale face began to glow with vitality. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes last night, it would be hard to believe that he had gone through a life-and-death battle.

The wind and snow had gradually stopped at some point, but a figure in the distance hurried towards this side.

"Mom! Nezuko Nezuko! Shigeru!..."

Tanjirou's sense of smell was extremely sensitive by nature, and the air was filled with the smell of blood, and he couldn't help secretly screaming that something was wrong.

Realizing that he had spent the night at Grandpa Saburo's house last night and had inadvertently mentioned ghosts, he frantically rushed towards home.

The doors and windows were all broken, there was a lot of black blood on the door, or the old wooden boards scattered on the ground, everything told the horror of last night.

Facing such a scene, Tanjiro collapsed in despair. The faces and faces of his family were still in front of his eyes yesterday, but now he can no longer see them.

Takeo vaguely seemed to hear the urgent voice of his brother Tanjiro, he searched for the sound and tried hard to open his eyes.

"I'm not dead!"

He froze for a moment, looking at the mottled blood on the surrounding snow.

Zhuxiong couldn't help secretly heaving a sigh of relief, but he was still dizzy when he saw the blood, even if the blood was not fresh.

He couldn't help recalling the scene of fighting the evil spirits last night. It seemed that all of this was real and not a dream.

He turned his head and his eyes lit up. In front of him not far away, three axes of different colors were neatly inserted into the snow.

As a qualified blacksmith, he worked with all kinds of metals in his previous life, so Takeo naturally recognized the value of the golden ax in the middle.

Just as Zhu Xiong was about to reach out and the three axes disappeared out of thin air, he was slightly taken aback. Could it be a hallucination caused by blood dizziness.

Regardless of these considerations, now he is more worried about the safety of his family, and he keeps praying in his heart.

Seeing his elder brother Tanjiro's almost absent-minded expression, Takeo seemed to know something already.

"Sister, Nezuko, wake up!"

I saw my brother Tanjiro hugging his unconscious sister Nezuko, shouting like crazy.

And Mao and Hanako were already in a mess in the room, shouting to the body inside the door, their voices were hoarse and pathetic.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's my brother's fault. My brother shouldn't have stayed overnight at Grandpa Sanlang's house last night."

It turned out that Tanjiro had already sold coal in the town, and it happened that the neighbors asked him for help, so it was delayed until dark, and he stayed overnight at Grandpa Saburo's house last night.

As Tanjiro spoke, his words gradually became choked up. He kept shaking his younger sister Nezuko, who was still warm, trying to wake her up.

Little did he know that his younger sister Nezuko's hand trembled slightly at this moment.

"Brother, it's not your fault, it's my uselessness!"

Takeo struggled to stand up from the snow, looking at the back of his brother Tanjiro blaming himself, he felt an inexplicable sour feeling in his heart.

After Tanjiro's elder brother left, Takeo was naturally older, but he didn't protect his younger siblings well.

In just a few steps, Zhuxiong walked extremely hard, his nose was hot, and tears fell down uncontrollably.

Gently wiping away his tears, Takeo dragged his somewhat weak body to Tanjiro, he knew that crying was useless, he hated the evil spirits who killed his relatives, and even more hated his own powerlessness.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a murderous aura about to wake up quietly, and the hand that looked at his sister Nezuko trembled a few times.

"what!"

At this moment, the younger sister Nezuko, who was still in a coma just now, screamed like a ghost, with a ferocious and terrifying expression on her face, with bloodthirsty fangs showing in her mouth, she rushed towards her nearest brother Tanjiro .

"Brother Dangerous!"

Takeo, whose body was already weak for some reason, broke out at this moment and pushed away his sister Nezuko who seemed to be going crazy.

A bold conjecture kept hitting Takeo's mind.

"It's a ghost, it's a ghost!"

Takeo looked at Nezuko who was rushing towards him again, and picked up the firewood beside him.

Nezuko's sharp fangs directly crushed the firewood.

When Takeo was in despair, a golden ax appeared out of thin air in his subconscious hand.

Seeing the golden giant ax appearing in his hand, he was about to strike at Nezuko's neck, but at this moment he hesitated.

Through the plot he remembers, it is possible for his younger sister Nezuko to become a human again.

Takeo changed the sharp blade of the ax from the side to the wooden handle on the side to strike.

The strength of Nezuko who turned into a ghost is really too great, Takeo used the handle of the golden hand ax to hold the bloodthirsty mouth of Nezuko with difficulty.

"Nezuko, wake up, don't give up!"

Tanjirou on the side was encouraging Nezuko who was fighting against the ghosts, while he was not paying attention, he just wanted to hug Nezuko's waist and tried to pull it away forcefully.

At this time, for some reason, Takeo felt that the pressure had suddenly subsided a lot, and Nezuko seemed to understand human language, and a hot tear ran quickly across her ferocious face.

"My sister is not a ghost, she has her own thoughts, and she can still be saved!"

The actions of the younger sister Nezuko further confirmed Takeo's guess.

It's just that a sword light flashed across the sky in the distance, arriving here one step faster than Tanjiro's movements.

Not caring so much, Takeo kicked away Nezuko who had turned into a ghost, while he rolled sideways to avoid this quick slash.

"Why protect the ghost, she is no longer a human being!"

The blade light dissipated, and a black-haired young man with a serious appearance and a cold appearance stood beside him and said in a cold tone.

"My task is to kill ghosts, she is no longer part of your family, get out of the way!"

The black-haired boy said again, his tone was full of irresistibility, and he walked towards Takeo and the others step by step with an ice-blue solar knife in his hand.