The reincarnation of the Uchiha family

"Quick, there's a ghost attack! Protect the heads of each family first!"

"Protect the village chief!"

"That's the knife prepared for Master Rizhu! Remember to put it on!"

The peaceful knife-forging village in the past has now turned into a purgatory.

Countless strange-looking fish with long legs quickly shuttled through the village, killing everyone they saw.

As one of the most important strongholds of the Demon Slayer Squadron, Forged Sword Village naturally does not have many garrison forces like in the anime. It even has Class-A swordsmen second only to Hashira.

But even they were powerless when facing the winding ghost.

"Here..., are you kidding me! It's actually the fourth string! How could it... be here!"

A knife maker trembled and looked at the jade pot that emerged from the clay pot in front of him.

Each of the six short hands of the jade pot holds a blue blue and white pottery pot. On the top of the pot, without exception, there is the head of a Demon Slayer swordsman, including the Grade-A swordsman. scholar.

"Look at my artwork, it's beautiful, right? By the way, I've already attacked your place. When will your pillar come?"

Yu Hu twisted her enchanting body and spoke to the swordsman in a teasing tone.

"Answer me quickly! As a reward, I can make you into a perfect work of art!"

The knifemaker was trembling and speechless.

"Are you looking for Zhu? We are here!"

Tokitoru Ichiro and Muichiro appeared in Yutsubo's field of vision.

"Coming to kill you!"

Tokitoru Ichiro added.

"Zhu? Are they still rare twins? You think, if I put your heads together in a pot, would that be the most perfect work of art? But I think it's not bad to put them in two pots separately, yes This is the first time we meet. My name is Yu Hu. Please give me your advice~"

Yuhu stretched out a small short hand and made a seemingly graceful bow.

"Eh? Is there any ghost that looks and talks so disgustingly?"

"Not only that, but you can see that the pot underneath is a bit asymmetrical. It looks like he has very low aesthetic taste."

The two Shitou brothers commented on the jade pot.

"That's enough! How can you two brats who look like they're still in their teens, understand my beauty, elegance and nobility? Just like a bug in a latrine can't understand a book!"

Yuhu became angry from shame.

He couldn't stand anyone questioning his art.

Especially since Muichiro used a very calm and matter-of-fact tone.

"Ichiro, why do I feel like he is more like something that grows in a latrine?"

"Ah, I heard that these winding ghosts have lived for hundreds of years, so it's normal for them to be a little slow, right?"

"Hey, hey, hey, you two are looking for death!"

Jade Pot didn't want to argue anymore. Six blue pottery pots emerged from six short hands, releasing countless sticky fish that turned into a torrent and rushed towards the two of them.

"Lord Yanzhu, Lord Xiazhu, be careful! The blood of this fish is highly poisonous!"

When the escaping swordsman saw this scene, he couldn't help but exclaimed and reminded.

"we know."

The Tokito brothers raised the Nichirin sword in their hands in synchronized movements.

"Smoke Breath·Three Forms·Rising Smoke Arashi!"

"Breath of Kasumi, Form of Si, Horizontal Slash!"

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Just as the Shitou brothers and Yuhu were fighting fiercely, Mingjing also noticed the strange movements in the Sword Forging Village and hurried there.

But his biggest problem now is that he doesn't have the Nichirin Sword in his hand.

If it's an ordinary ghost, that's fine. It can be solved with sealing techniques. But if it's a stronger ghost, his current level of sealing techniques is probably not high enough.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, two figures, one large and one small, appeared in the mirror's eyes.

The younger one is Xiaotie, a young man from the Knife Forging Village, and the older one is Yuan-Zero.

"Lord Rizhu!"

Seeing Ming Jing, Xiao Tie couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

"Xia Zhu and Yan Zhu are already rushing to the village. I also plan to bring Yuan 10 Type to help! He is very powerful!"

"Yuan 10 type?"

Ming Jing glanced at this mechanical doll with six arms.

It just so happened that each of these six arms held a Sun Blade.

"My knife hasn't been made yet. I need to borrow it."

As soon as the words fell, Ming Jing's figure disappeared instantly.

Xiaotie turned around and saw that one of the knives held by the six arms of the Yuan-Zero style had disappeared.

"Well, well, that's scary!"

Hantengu, who had been promoted to the third level of the upper string, had fear written all over his face and hid his whole body behind Tongmo.

Tong Mo, on the other hand, looked curious and looked around at the people being attacked everywhere.

The swordsmiths here are basically all men, and there are no girls that suit his taste.

[Tong Mo, Bantengu, you guys go separate ways and find the swordsman who uses the Breath of the Sun! 】

Wuhan's voice sounded in the minds of the two ghosts.

"Okay, Lord Wuhan, I'm going to go shopping somewhere else. Goodbye, Mr. Bantengu!"

Tong Mo smiled and waved to Bantengu and continued to have fun elsewhere.

As for Bantengu, he didn't dare to disobey Wuhan's orders and wandered around timidly.

Coincidentally, Xiaotie, who was carrying Yuan-Zero, also came here just after walking out of the dense forest.

"Well, it's scary. It's really scary. Master Wuhan, I think I found the red-haired person you mentioned!"

For a long time, the dog lay on the ground, sticking his butt out, holding his head in his hands and aiming at the Yuan-Zero style.

"Six arms, more like a ghost than me, cold and cold, just like a doll!"

Wu Mei's consciousness came to Hantengu again.

【Following the fate of the country! 】

After seeing the familiar face of the Yuan-10 type, Wuhan was panicked at first, and subconsciously wanted to run first. Then he realized when he saw the six arms and the dull and lifeless face of the Yuan-10 type. .

Fortunately, that guy Hei Shimo didn't lie to him. Jiguo Yuanyi was indeed probably dead. The people Yiwozuo met before were probably a Rihu swordsman and Yuanyi's puppet.

【Half-Tian Dog! Tear this doll apart for me! 】

The more Muzan looked at Yuan-Zero's face, which belonged to Jiguo Yuan-ichi, the angrier he became.

Was he so frightened by this thing before?

"The third string of the last string! The third third of the last string of the last string!"

Xiaotie saw the numbers in Hantengu's eyes and hurriedly inserted the key into Yuan-Zero's body.

Since this thing has the strength of a pillar, even if it can't be defeated, it should be able to stop the winding ghost a little, right?

Then the young man ran away without hesitation.

The aftermath of the battle was something he, an apprentice swordsmith who couldn't even breathe, could bear.

What he should do most now is to find the other pillars and tell them that there is a winding ghost here! Let them take care of the enemies!