The reincarnation of the Uchiha family

"Whoosh!"

A ninja weapon stepped on the branch, stepped on it, and quickly disappeared from the place, leaving only the branch that was still shaking in place.

Uchiha Mingjing's figure quickly shuttled through the mountains and forests.

Just now, the shadow clone he sent out dissipated and sent back the news that the Kamado family had been found.

Now, Ming Jing took advantage of the darkness and set off quickly, because it was already winter.

"Is it going to snow?"

The sky was dawning, and a few snowflakes were falling from the sky.

“I don’t know if it’s today that Wuhan came to find the Kamado family, but no matter what, we have to go down the mountain before dark to avoid encountering Wuhan.”

Little bits of fine snow fell on the tips of his hair, and Ming Jing's speed became faster as his mind turned.

He was not sure that he could defeat Wuhan in the dark. Even if he could cut off Wuhan's head, he would still be able to recover quickly.

Unless he can be like Jiguo Enichi, who can cut more than a thousand swords in an instant.

"Da ba, ta ba."

The heavy moccasin boots dug into the snow and were pulled out again, leaving behind traces of footprints.

Tanjiro, who was carrying a backpack and saying goodbye to his family, planning to go out to sell carbon, saw the Uchiha Mirror emerging from the forest.

The tip of his nose moved slightly, and Tanjiro could not smell the smell of malice from anyone else - he was born with a special sense of smell, and he could smell it with his nose, whether it was taste, a person's emotions, or even flaws in the battle with the enemy.

It's outrageous, but it's true.

"Eh? Didn't it just dawn? And it's still snowing heavily. How could someone come to the mountains alone?"

Tanjiro's mother Aoi Eda looked at the visitor curiously.

He was a very handsome young man with handsome features and piercing eyes. He was wearing a gorgeous blue and black feather fabric. Under the brown and black long coat, he wore a thick cotton coat suitable for this season. He should have come from a wealthy family, depending on his age. He was not much older than his own child Tanjiro.

"Son, why are you here alone? Are you separated from your family? Why don't you go inside and wait until the snow stops, and then I can help you find out about your family?"

Kui Zhi walked up to Ming Jing enthusiastically, stretched out his hand and invited.

This is not a ninja world, and Ming Jing's appearance is very deceiving.

"Excuse me, is this the location of Kamado's family? I'm Uchiha Mingjing, here to visit the successor of Kagura, the God of Fire."

Ming Jing asked politely.

Aoi Chi looked at Tanjiro in surprise, and then said:

"Kagura, the God of Fire, is a dance passed down from generation to generation by the men of the Kamado family. However, my husband Tanjuro passed away last winter, and the current successor is my eldest son Tanjiro. How about we go inside and talk?" "

Before Ming Jing could answer, Tanjiro spoke first.

"But mother, I have to go down the mountain to sell charcoal to make money to buy rice. Otherwise, the rice left at home won't last for a few days."

"Tanjiro, it's okay. It's snowing so hard now, so no one will go out to buy carbon. It won't be a problem in one morning."

Kui Zhi stroked his eldest son's red hair, his face full of love.

"I wonder how much money Mr. Tanjiro usually makes from selling charcoal in a day? Is this enough?"

Ming Jing took out a handful of silver dollars from his wallet.

Although most of the members of the Demon Slayer Corps kill ghosts on their own initiative, the Ubuyashiki family has been operating in this country for thousands of years and is not short of money. Every swordsman in the Demon Slayer Corps sacrifices his or her life to hunt. Damn it, the benefits provided by the Ubuyashiki family are also very high.

"No, no need, let's go inside first. There's too much wind and snow outside, so don't freeze your body."

Kui Zhi held Ming Jing with one hand and Tanjiro with the other hand and walked towards the house.

Passing through the curious gazes of Tanjiro's five younger brothers and sisters, the three of them arrived at the small living room of this small home.

"Tanjiro, Brother Mingjing is about the same age as you, so you should come to receive him first, and I will make tea to entertain the guests."

"Okay, Mom!"

"Thank you, Mrs. Kui Zhi."

Looking at his mother's leaving figure, Tanjiro quickly closed the door and looked at Uchiha Mirror with a solemn expression.

"Why do you know Kagura, the God of Fire? And why do you want to know about it?"

Although Tanjiro could sense that Ming Jing had no ill intentions, his keen sense of smell could still smell the strong smell of blood on Ming Jing's body.

The young man in front of me, who looked not much older than him, turned out to be a man with blood on his hands!

Danger!

This is the most profound feeling that Der Spiegel gave Tanjiro.

Der Spiegel did not know that Tanjiro had such a keen perception.

"Because it's important, important enough that it can save a lot of people."

Ming Jing said to Tanjiro with a serious expression.

He couldn't just start talking about ghosts, swordsmen, breathing techniques and so on.

The stubborn Tanjiro will only believe things he has seen. Even if these things are told, without personal experience, everyone will only regard them as legends.

"In that case, I will tell you everything I know, but I hope you can leave immediately after the snow stops."

Tanjiro was still wary.

Mirror doesn't care.

Anyway, he had decided that if he couldn't persuade Tanjiro's family to go down the mountain and leave with him before dark, he would knock Tanjiro unconscious and tie him up alive.

As long as the iron-headed boy Tanjiro is dealt with, everything else will be easy to handle.

The topic gradually got back on track.

"Fire God Kagura is a Kagura dance that has been passed down from generation to generation in the Kamado family. It is a dance to express our gratitude to Lord Kagami for giving us a way to support ourselves. It is also a dance to pray for safety. There are a total of twelve dance types. Every year On New Year’s Day, my father would start at sunset and dance the twelve styles of Kagura dance from sunset to dawn.”

Tanjiro stated while falling into memories.

Ever since Tanjuro used a magical method to drag his weak body to kill the man-eating giant bear with an ax last year, he has been bedridden.

From that time on, at the age of eleven, he took over the responsibilities of the eldest son in the family, chopping wood and burning charcoal, helping his mother to feed the younger brothers and sisters in the family.

But even so, Tanjuro still struggled to get out of bed on New Year's Day last year and danced to the God of Fire Kagura in the snow all night.

He asked his father why he did this even when he was sick, but Tanjuro replied that Kagura, the God of Fire, must dance until dawn and the sun rises. Tanjuro must also dance with the God of Fire in the last dance of his life. Kagura's dance patterns, breathing methods, and the strange feeling were all taught to the eldest son.

"It's just that I'm not as powerful as my father. Kagura, the God of Fire, consumes a lot of energy. I just recorded the movements and breathing of the twelve dance styles, but I can't dance coherently at all."

Tanjiro looked at Kui Zhi who pushed in the door with tea, turned to the mirror and said.

According to the tradition of the Kamado family, he should also jump to the fire god Kagura on this New Year's Eve.