Zhu Mie: This swordsman's surname is Uchiha

Chapter 12 The Twelve Ghost Moons Must Be Strong
dusk.

dirt track.

Oncoming, tumbling heat wave wind.

Tanjiro is full of travel and dust, and Itachi, who walks side by side, looks absent-minded all day long.

The five clones sent out searched the mountains for a full six hours, but they still found nothing.

Itachi knows.

Nine times out of ten it will never be found.

Tanjiro's whole heart was let down by him like this
Itachi sighed.

"Be happy, Itachi, we'll be home soon, Sensei Rinaki must be waiting for us," Tanjirou forced a tired smile at Itachi, "he definitely doesn't want to see you looking downcast."

"As for the wooden flute, if you lose it, you lose it. The object is the expression of your heart. Although the object is lost, your heart is always there."

"My feelings for Itachi will not be devalued because of a small object."

Tanjirou's voice was like a spring breeze.

Itachi's expression froze.

He is indeed too persistent.

"I know, Tanjiro." Itachi smiled slightly, let out a long breath, and lifted his spirits.

"That's right."

Amidst the laughter, the familiar wooden house appeared in front of my eyes.

The white-haired old man wearing a tengu mask is standing in front of the eaves, looking at the huge yellow sunset.

"Teacher Lintaki!"

"Grandpa Lintaki!"

With two excited and childish voices, Itachi and Tanjirou strode forward with open arms.

"You guys are back..." Lin Taki Zuo Jinci burst into tears.

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back." He hugged the two of them in his arms, and gently patted his shoulders with his wrinkled hands.

"Abba..Abba"

In the shadow of the porch, a petite figure was looking around timidly.

It was dark outside.

The setting sun gradually faded away the last gleam of afterglow.

The whole world fell into darkness.

"Nemezuko!!" The candlelight in the hall illuminated the hallway. It was a girl wearing a muzzle and looked very cute. Tanjiro looked stunned, and then cheered.

"Nezuko!"

"Nezuko!!"

"Nezuko!!!" Tanjiro rushed over and took Nezuko into his arms.

Tears instantly wet the eyes.

"Wow-"

"Why did you suddenly fall asleep!"

"Still unconscious for such a long time!!"

"Brother thought you were dead!!" Tanjiro hoarse, Nezuko in his arms gently rubbed his crimson hair.

"It's great that everyone is still alive." Zuo Jinji stood side by side with Itachi.

Itachi watched quietly.

Familiar faces emerged from the flickering firelight.

Shimizu Sasuke
How are you all?

fifteen days later.

Under the rising sun in the east, two mysterious men wearing bamboo hats, one tall and one short, came from the end of the path, and the wind chimes hanging from the edge of the bamboo hats made a crisp sound.

"It should be them." Tanjirou and Itachi stood under the eaves.

"Looks like some weird guys." Itachi spread his hands.

"My name is Iron Tsukasa, and I am the one who made the sword of the swordsman Kamado Tanjiro." Said the slightly taller mysterious man.

"My name is Tetsu Ido Ichi, and I am the one who forged the sword of the swordsman Uchiha Itachi." The slightly shorter swordsmith beside him said.

"Please come in." Tanjirou said politely.

The two knife forgers sat cross-legged in the back room, and the large boxes on their backs were unloaded aside, and then they opened them separately.

"This sun wheel knife was made by myself."

"The gorilla iron sand and gorilla ore used as the raw material of the sun wheel knife are all mined from the mountains closest to the sun, and they are iron that has fully absorbed the sun."

"It is the only sharp weapon for killing ghosts."

The words of the two sword forgers were basically the same. They explained to their respective swordsmen, and then handed over the Sun Wheel Saber to their hands.

"It looks like he's only eight or nine years old, but he can become a swordsman of the Demon Slayer Squad. It's amazing!" Iron Ido said in admiration.

"I also wanted to be a swordsman before, but I couldn't learn how to breathe at all, so I could only continue to forge swords honestly." He said to himself
"Ryotaki, you have really taken in a formidable disciple," Tetsuito looked at Ryotaki left, "but he is still inferior to your child who held a sword and became a pillar for two months."

Zuo Rinaki was noncommittal for the last time.

Itachi stared blankly out the window.

It was as if he hadn't heard him at all.

"Hair color and eye color are mixed with red, you are the son of Huiyao, so auspicious!" Iron Zuka put his head in front of Tanjiro's eyes, hiding under the bamboo hat was a Vulcan mask.

"Looking at this situation, the knife will probably turn red, don't you think so, Lintaki?" Iron Tsukasa's eyes flickered with anticipation.

Ryotaki Zuojin smiled dryly for the first time.

"A knife that changes color?" Itachi grabbed the handle of the knife and pulled it out on his own.

All eyes were temporarily attracted.

The blade is unsheathed.

The cold light fell on Itachi's immature face.

a long time.

No change.

The sun wheel knife remained as it was, and Itachi stared into his eyes through the blade, which was dark and deep.

——Is it because of the avatar?

Itachi's real body is training physical skills on Wuxia Mountain at this moment.

Except for the first day back home, Itachi has been training day and night during this time.

As usual, the avatar is at home and the real body is away.

After the battle of vines attacking the mountain.He already had a general idea of ​​ghosts as creatures.

It cannot be said to be extremely dangerous, it can only be said to be non-threatening.

Even if there are a thousand ghosts like the one on Fujishishan, it will only take more effort for Itachi.

But Itachi still didn't dare to slack off.

From Rinaki Sakuji's mouth, he learned that the real powerful guys among the oni are the Twelve Oni Moon and the Oni King named Oni Mai Tsuji.

They have been active since the Warring States Period and have mastered unparalleled power.

Their blood ghost skills are almost invincible.

As for things like blood ghost art, Itachi's understanding is the same as the limit of blood succession, which can explode with power beyond imagination.

Therefore, he must constantly become stronger to cope with possible future crises.

"Grandpa Lintaki won't lie to me, Twelve Ghost Moons must be very strong, I must train harder!" Itachi, who was far away on Wuxia Mountain, was sitting cross-legged on a bluestone, his eyes closed, breathing heavily.

The leaves fell with the mountain wind.

Itachi frowned slightly, then opened it suddenly.

Those dark and deep pupils were as red as fresh blood at this moment, and there were three ink-colored gouyu engraved in the blood.

(End of this chapter)