Through the daily life of Ghost Slayer

Chapter 8 Drinking
Zhang Xie drank small tea, ate rice balls, and waited for Ganlu Temple. They made an appointment to discuss knife skills together today. Zhang Xie especially enjoyed this time. He lay comfortably on the rattan chair, looking at the Huo Shaoyun took another sip of tea.

But in a blink of an eye, the sky was already dark, and Ganlu Temple had not arrived as expected. He became a little anxious. He stood up and looked outside. Under the dim sky, the shadows of the trees were dancing, faintly outlines of the shadows. Unexpectedly, there was a curved ring hanging on the horizon. The moon was shining with cold moonlight, "It seems that today is not coming," Zhang Xie muttered secretly.

He turned around and sat back on the wicker chair, thanking the owner of the hut who came over to ask for help. His eyes were suddenly attracted by the small black jar placed on the shelf. The jar was very rough and made of clay. The mouth is uneven, but exudes a strong aroma, which is the aroma of old wine.

Although Zhang Xie didn't drink much, he could still smell the wine. He immediately stood up and looked at the jar carefully.

The owner of the house is an old old blacksmith who forged knives for four members of the Ghost Killing Squad. He has a pair of bright eyes, a tall figure, and wears a worn and greasy coat. He said with a smile: "This is an 80-year-old wine. The village has been moved several times, and this pot has followed suit."

Zhang Xie thought to himself that his nose was still very good, and put the jar back into its place with a smile.

The old blacksmith came over, unsealed the jar and said, "Come and drink, I'm sure you'll like it."

Zhang Xie repeatedly waved his hands and said, "No, no, I don't drink."

The old blacksmith smiled and said, "It's okay. It doesn't matter if you drink."

As he said that, the old blacksmith took out an earthen bowl from the cabinet and poured part of the wine in the jar. After a long period of time, the wine had turned into yellow-white flocs. The old blacksmith took another bottle of new wine Adding high-quality white wine into the old wine, after mixing, the aroma of the wine is overflowing, making people intoxicated when they smell it.

The old blacksmith handed the wine bowl to Zhang Xie and said with a smile: "Try it."

Zhang Xie took the wine bowl, and a strong aroma of wine came to his nostrils. He seldom drank, and was worried that he would pour it down, but under the enthusiasm of the old blacksmith, he took a sip, and suddenly felt extremely spicy. A strong smell of alcohol settled in the lungs, and the exhalation was full of strong wine aroma.

The old blacksmith also drank a small bowl, drinking it with Zhang Xie. After a while, Zhang Xie couldn't help but finish the bowl of white wine.

The old blacksmith laughed heartily: "Hahaha, Zhang Xiejun is a good drinker!"

Zhang Xie was so dizzy that he couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north. The old blacksmith's voice buzzed in his ears, but he couldn't hear what the other person was saying.

Just as he was about to stand up, his eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground with a plop, the old blacksmith's exclamation still lingering in his ears.

When he opened his eyes, Zhang Xie still felt the smell of alcohol all over his body. He found himself lying down and putting on his coat neatly folded beside him. He rubbed his sore temples and sat up slowly.

The room was quiet, the old blacksmith had probably gone out, Zhang Xie got up, put on his clothes, and walked out slowly, intending to thank the old blacksmith when he met him.

Walking to the door, Zhang Xie pushed the door hard, but the door was blocked.

There was a violent impact sound outside, people were running away in all directions, screaming again and again, Zhang Xie's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, could it be that the swordsmith's village was attacked?
Zhang Xie suddenly opened the door, and what he saw was the light of the sky. Among the people fleeing for their lives, a toad-like monster was running rampant. On its bumpy back, half of the jade pot was exposed, and scarlet liquid was spit out from the toad's mouth. With its long tongue, it can take away someone as soon as it rolls out.

Knife forging people don't know how to use martial arts, they have been forging knives all their lives, and when they meet such a horrible ghost, some of them are frightened and their legs go limp, and they run for their lives in a panic. The swords forged by the team of swordsmen rushed forward bravely, but they were undoubtedly swallowed alive by the toad.

Zhang Xie pulled out the Sun Wheel Knife, rushed forward, raised the knife in his hand, and quickly cut the toad in half.

The swordsmiths all cheered to Zhang Xie.

"Amazing!"

"Cut it in half!"

"It's the swordsman of the Demon Slayer Squad, we're saved!"

……

But in a blink of an eye, the toad that was broken in two reunited again.

Zhang Xie's eyes were fixed, and he didn't die. It seemed that it was not the weakness of the toad monster. He turned into an afterimage again, and split the toad into several pieces like lightning.

But in a short period of time, the toad returned to normal again, and launched a frenzied attack on Zhang Xie. It not only had a long tongue, but also had strong limbs, and every punch carried heavy pressure.

Zhang Xie dodged quickly, and cut the toad's body again. With the sound of thunder, the toad was split in two, and happened to break a jade pot, and the toad turned into flying ash and dissipated immediately.

Zhang Xie understood that the jade pot was going to be destroyed, and the weak point of the toad was on the jade pot.

The knife forgers who hadn't had time to escape cheered again, and finally killed a toad monster. They cast grateful glances at Zhang Xie.

Zhang Xie immediately rushed to the hut where he lived, and found that it had been occupied by monsters with jade pots, including toad monsters with human hands and feet, Zhang Xie's carp monster with six arms and eight legs, and some that could not be named. A strange-looking monster with a name.

Zhang Xie turned into an afterimage, and killed all the monsters one by one.

The house was empty, and there was no sign of Tanjiro and others. Zhang Xie went out and continued to run forward, and came to the place where Tanjiro practiced a few days ago. , Zhang Xie changed direction again.

Along the way, he didn’t know how to kill the fish monsters. Zhang Xie found that these fish monsters all looked the same, but there were more or less jade pots behind them. Zhang Xie killed several monsters with five jade pots behind them. On a high ground, he saw Ganlu Temple.

Opposite Ganlu Temple stood a carp monster with four jade pots growing on its back. The carp monster was holding the village chief of Forging Dao Village in his hand, and he opened his teeth to swallow Ganlu Temple alive.

Ganlusi waved the long knife in his hand and easily chopped the carp monster into several pieces, but failed to destroy the jade pot. Zhang Xie hurriedly reminded: "The monster will die only if the jade pot is destroyed!"

Ganlu Temple understood immediately, turned around and waved his long knife, and the long knife rolled up from the ground, smashing the four intact jade pots into pieces, and the carp monster immediately turned into flying ash.

Zhang Xie quickly walked to Ganlu Temple and said, "When did you arrive?"

Ganlu Temple said: "I just arrived. I didn't expect that the area I was in charge of was so close to the swordsmith's village."

Zhang Xie asked: "Have you seen Tanjiro and the others?"

Ganlu Temple shook his head.

So Zhang Xie proposed to join Tanjiro. At present, they don't understand the evil ghosts in front of them. These fish monsters may not be their true bodies.

(End of this chapter)