Zhu Mie: This swordsman's surname is Uchiha

Chapter 7 Someone Can Do It

The night crow flitted under the moon, and in the thick night, mournful wailing sounded from time to time.

Tanjiro lowered his head, the firelight illuminating his preoccupied face.

Itachi knows.

He was sympathetic again.

"Everything is predestined, Tanjirou." Itachi said softly.

"Is their fate to die at the hands of ghosts?" Tanjiro said in a low tone.

"It's their choice." Itachi stared at the waning moon in the sky.

Just like him, he was born with the destiny of revitalizing the Uchiha family. For this reason, he must become a ninja, constantly becoming stronger, and enduring unspeakable pain.

Since you choose to become a swordsman of the Ghost Killing Team, you should have the awareness to die at the hands of ghosts.

"I want to change all of this." Tanjiro clenched his fists, "But I am a soft-spoken person, and my life is thinner than paper."

"In Konoha, the ninja world where there are constant disputes, many people are self-righteous and think that they can change everything by themselves, but in the end it is nothing but nothing."

Itachi said softly.

Even if it is as strong as the first Hokage, Senju Hashirama-sama, the peaceful world established is only a flash in the pan.

"No, it's not."

"Someone must be able to do it!" Tanjiro looked at Itachi, "At least, Itachi, you can change the status quo."

His eyes were bright, like lightning in the sky.

"Tanjiro," Itachi smiled wryly, "I'm just an 11-year-old kid."

Tanjiro froze for a moment, his eyes quickly dimmed.

"Yeah Itachi is just an 11-year-old kid"

Ah ah ah ah ah! ! !
Stern wailing echoed in the forest, and a young man holding a sun wheel knife was collapsing on the ground at this moment, with blood gushing from his thigh like a fountain.

"Don't come here, don't come here!" The boy squirmed back tremblingly.

In front of him was a ghost with blood-red horns and eyes like copper bells, sneering at the moment, approaching step by step.

"Weak human beings who still want to kill ghosts! Obediently become my blood food!"

The ghost licked his bloody fingers, then laughed wildly and flew away.

Under the suffocating pressure, the boy's eyes were closed tightly, and he could no longer speak a word.

puff!

The sound of liquid spraying.

Then the whole world fell silent.

"Am I dead?" The boy slowly opened his eyes.

It was a mess everywhere, the evil ghost that was still baring its teeth and claws at first was decapitated at this moment, and quickly turned into flying ashes and dissipated.

"fast"

"So fast."

The ghost died unwillingly.

There was a crackling sound of burning firewood, and Tanjiro was now crossing his hands and resting his chin on his knees.

"It's getting quieter."

"Is it death?"

He muttered to himself.

On the other side of the fire, Itachi lay on his side without making a sound.

"The smell of blood." Tanjiro's keen sense of smell caught an approaching bloody smell.

"It's getting closer"

He stood up abruptly, his eyes turned to the dense forest behind him.

Itachi also sat up.

Eyes fly out.

A thin figure accompanied by the sound of hoo hoo hoo.

Heavy breathing.

The corners of Tanjiro's eyes were tense, and he did not confirm the identity of the visitor until he got closer.

Humanity.

The same as the final selection of candidates.

He walked away quickly, helping the bruised young man.

Itachi watched from a distance.

An unfathomable look.

"Lie down first, I'll bandage you." Tanjiro quickly laid the boy flat, tore off the cloth strips from his inner shirt and began to bandage the wound.

The boy's leg was severely injured, and the wound was twenty centimeters long.

Bleeding ceaselessly.

"I'll do it." Itachi walked forward.

Basic bandaging and medical treatment in the ninja school is also a compulsory course for them.

Then a set of smooth operations successfully stopped the bleeding.

"Thank you." The boy's face turned pale.

"It's okay, you are injured by Zhan Guiluo, you are really brave." Tanjiro smiled slightly.

"I'm ashamed to say that I'm too weak and almost died in the hands of a ghost. At the last moment, I closed my eyes with fear, but luckily, I was rescued by a mysterious person.

"He disappeared before I could thank you." The boy smiled dryly.

"By the way, my name is Shixiachuan, how about you?"

"Tanjiro."

"Weasel."

"Thank you, otherwise I really don't know what to do with such a serious injury." Shixiachuan's face was immature.

"Don't worry, we will protect you." Tanjiro said naturally.

Itachi remained silent.

"That's really troublesome for you."

Time passed by every minute and every second, and there was no evil spirit for a long time, and even the wails that came and went could no longer be heard.

Everything was so peaceful and peaceful that it even became weird.

It is absolutely impossible to be so peaceful on this mountain full of vicious and vicious ghosts. Even if all the participants die, the vicious ghosts with violent nature will disturb the mountain forest.

What is engraved in the blood will not disappear.

"That's weird." Tanjiro felt a little chilled for no reason.

The world is so quiet that it is scary.

"Yeah, it's unbelievably quiet." Shixiachuan also muttered.

Only Itachi stood alone under the moon, silent.

"It's really lively." A voice that couldn't be said but needed a beating.

Itachi didn't pay attention.

The whole person remained motionless.

He had already noticed this guy.

"It's okay to have another friend, it will be easier for everyone to face ghosts together." Tanjirou said enthusiastically.

"Kurosawa! Yes. It's you! You still have the face to appear in front of me!"

Shixiachuan was so angry that he struggled to get up.

"Tch, who wants to be with you guys, a red-haired idiot, an eight or nine-year-old kid, and you," the visitor leaned down with a look of contempt in his arms, "Ishixiachuan, half A cripple!"

"Hahahahaha!" He laughed coldly, his face froze for a moment, and he didn't dare to make a sound.

A pitch-black kunai lay across his neck.

The person who came was the eight or nine-year-old kid in his mouth.

Itachi didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, even if he pinned Kuwu on this guy's head, he didn't say a word.

"Itachi!" Tanjiro yelled.

Ku Wuheng was embedded in the flesh of that guy's neck, and a drop of dark red blood rolled out.

He didn't dare to take a breath now, for fear that his throat would be cut.

"Tanjiro, this guy doesn't deserve sympathy, I have to be hurt so badly because of this guy!" Ishishitagawa said angrily.

"It was agreed to be with each other and support until the end of the assessment, but after encountering the evil spirit."

"I risked my life to save him, but this guy ran away without looking back!"

"This kind of treacherous guy doesn't deserve to live in this world!"

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry! At that time, I was too scared, so I did such a thing of abandoning my companions. Please let me go and give me a chance!"

Feeling the pain in his throat, Kurosawa hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Let him go, Itachi," Tanjiro sighed.

Greed for life and fear of death, all living things, because of these things to kill this guy, he absolutely can't do it.

Itachi remained motionless, his stern face gradually becoming serious.

He frowned, and his heart skipped a beat.

not good!

Not far away, Tanjiro was also on the verge of a formidable enemy, with the Hirinkō out of its sheath.

The tense atmosphere just now was tense.

Shixiachuan, who collapsed on the ground, was confused, but it was accompanied by a loud rumbling noise.

Aversion to cold rushes to the brain!

(End of this chapter)