hold on, i can

Fear of beings that dare not approach.

So in the end, the medicine and so on can only fall on Mr. Rihu who lives in the same room as Mr. Yuezhu.

After all, Lord Ri Zhu seemed very happy.

As expected of Master Rizhu, just like the sun, it illuminates and warms the world.

At that time, Yuanyi, like Yayoi, gently and gently applied medicine to the wound on his ineffective brother.

It's strange to say that although Yuan Yi is a waste material in daily life, he is surprisingly quick at bandaging the wound.

The left and right have already lost their horses, and Yayoi Hanakain smiled slightly, "Because I was the one who taught Enichi's bandaging technique."

It's natural to feel familiar.

Hei Si Mou: "..."

As expected of you, Yuanyi.

Even after 400 years, you still have a way of making me sick.

400 years from now.

It was the same 400 years ago.

Yayoi Hanakaiin: "What happened when you joined the Demon Slayer Squad?"

Hei Si Mou: "..."

Indeed something happened.

Joining the Demon Slayer Squad without hesitation, and because of his jealous heart, he over-practiced the unadapted Hi no Breath, Ji Guoyansheng's body soon fell into a big crisis.

The Breath of the Sun has extremely high requirements on the physical fitness of a person's body, as well as talent points.

Even Kakaiin Yayoi can only master the simplified version of Vulcan and Kagura.

It can only be cast forcefully by relying on the ghost's special physique.

What's more, Ji Guoyansheng at that time was just an ordinary person.

Ordinary people who were lucky enough to be born with the Son of God.

Every morning, he practiced in the small courtyard.

Constantly expand the chest, expand the heart and lungs, and then inhale more air——

Practice again and again.

Ji Guoyansheng found almost desperately that he did not find the qi that Yuanyi mentioned.

Instead, there was a violent cough and the darkness in front of my eyes.

After three times in the past, Ji Guoyansheng himself gave up before Yuanyi spoke up to dissuade him.

After all, after fainting several times, he realized very clearly that all the efforts he had made before were useless.

He had to weaken and improve on the basis of the breath of the sun to create the breath of the moon with his own style.

Then that night, his younger brother came to celebrate him with a jug of warm wine.

"As expected of you, my lord, you were able to find and create your own breathing method so quickly..."

His younger brother, the swordsman who created Breath of the Sun, had a mocking smile on his face so sincerely poured out the venom.

The author has something to say:

There should be a golden sentence here——

Enichi, you make me feel so sick.

A song "Love That Can't Be Reached" was given to the two present.

And Xianyu edited the following today, from 3800 to 2500_(:з"∠)_, yes, this is the reason why it is short today [I can’t be straight and strong·JPG]

感谢在2020-01-2822:23:22~2020-01-2923:47:06期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Ah Qian and Jun Shan;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of summer wine jelly and Junshan; - May Weiyang - 2 bottles; Ye Suyu 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

☆, the first day of sharpening the knife

"So you think your younger brother, Ji Guoyuan, the founder of the breath swordsman, is mocking you, right?"

Kakaiin Yayoi asked cautiously.

This is the first time Yayoi Kakaiin has doubts about her Mandarin level.

Hei Si Mou denied it solemnly: "How is it possible!"

He just said it.

Before Huakaiyuan Yayoi took the remaining half of her breath, Heishi Mou made a big 360-degree turn.

"I don't even have the possibility of appearing in Yuan's eyes and becoming his opponent."

What beautiful words.

Smooth as silk.

Compared with the previous word-for-word confession, which is like a difficult communication at the scene of a large-scale social terror patient's recovery, the contrast is so stark that it makes people cry.

Is this the lethality from the previous one?

It was so shocking.

Kakaiin Yayoi applauded like a seal without distraction.

Hei Si Mou ignored it, and answered the question seriously, "How could Yuan Yi have such a noble existence, how could he have such dirty thoughts."

His younger brother, who is like a god, would never do such a disrespectful thing. How could an existence with a high character and a pure personality like the fate of the sky mock his elder brother!

How can the gods look down on the struggling sentient beings?

Hei Si Mou shook his head, feeling lost, and made a concluding speech, "You won't understand."

Kakaiin Yayoi hesitated to speak, judging from the time spent together, he thinks he has a great advantage.

Hei Si Mou: "No, I was born with the same root as Yuan..."

They have become the most intimate existence before they came to this world.

On this point, Shangxian Yi, who is surprisingly eager to win, must be emphasized.

Even if he prayed to the gods for countless nights, it would be fine if Yuan Yi had never been born.

If there is no Yuanyi.

If there had never been a son of God named Ji Guo Yuan Yi in this world...

But in fact, there is no closer existence in this world than them.

They are so different.

They are so similar again.

He inadvertently recalled Hei Simou's physical nausea after Guo Yuan's appearance.

Ji Guoyuan, a PTSD patient, has something to say.

Kakaiin Yayoi considerately and selectively ignored Kamizuru's increasingly ugly face, and learned to answer quickly without a teacher: "You mean, you and Yuanyi are connected with each other?"

Heishimu was so frightened that he leaned back and stepped back a few steps before he managed to stabilize the dignity of the previous one.

Like-minded?

What a terrible word this is, how can ordinary people try to stand shoulder to shoulder with gods.

That's the fate of Amaterasu who could burn even vulgar people just by getting close.

Kakaiin Yayoi understood clearly, and summarized the key points concisely: "So you escaped?"

Liumu was shocked, probably even Heishi Mou never thought that Yayoi Huakaiin would tear off the last fig leaf so recklessly.

Pushed into the spotlight, naked, to be judged by outsiders.

An unspeakable sense of shame came from the soles of his feet.

Immediately after being exposed, he became angry from embarrassment.

He wanted to defend himself, but he could only keep his mouth shut in vain.

Because this is the truth.

When he was severely beaten and scolded by his father, and his body was covered in bruises, Ji Guoyansheng did not back down.

In order to inherit the honor of the country, he had to come to the battlefield, and Ji Guoyansheng did not retreat on the Shura field.

When his father was assassinated and killed while traveling, and he had to take on the responsibility of the whole family in a panic, Ji Guoyansheng also did not retreat.

However, in the fifth year after reuniting with his long-lost twin brother, Ji Kuniwa was shaken.

Then the proud patriarch of the successor country died in the wild where no one knew.

It was a ghost named Hei Si Mou who was reborn after gnawing on the rotten and foul-smelling corpse.

"This...can't be called an escape."

This just sets everything back on track.

The sun is still hanging above the nine heavens, the difference is that he has given up looking up at the sky.

Peeling a plump orange, the sweet juice filled the mouth in an instant, and Kakaiin Yayoi even found a sunflower from nowhere.

The plump green sunflower seeds exude an alluring scent.

This is escape.

Yayoi secretly added in her heart.

After all, he was concerned about the beauty's shy face, so he didn't speak too absolutely.

In the end, there was only conscience left, and Yayoi withdrew her hand.

In the long and endless corridor, there was only the echo of footsteps, and the dull and closed environment made everything anxious.

Kakaiin Yayoi and Heishai Mou walked on the endless path one after the other.

Until a gust of wind blows through the half-opened window.

Tonight is a rare full moon.Looking at the jade-like moon outside the window, Kakaiin Yayoi finally began to speak, "When I was very young, I heard a story."

A story about the moon.

Hei Si Mou: "Taketori Ji?"

This is a well-known myth and legend.

Yayoi shook her head, "It's a story about gems and moon."

"Did you know about a gemstone called a diamond that's been very popular lately?"

Of course Hei Si Mou knew.

As I said before, Oni Wu Tsuji is a fashionista who is at the forefront of fashion.

He is always able to quickly accept all kinds of new trends.

Diamonds, which symbolize eternity, are of course also in his collection.

Kakaiin Yayoi took out a black velvet box from her bosom, inside was a diamond lying quietly,

That was the gift he was about to present to Ghost Mai Tsuji.

"If it is made into a necklace, it will match well with the black gothic skirt newly made by Mr. Wu Mi."

Huakaiyuan sometimes bought some precious and rare gems as gifts for Wu Mi.

After all, Boss Xiao is very easy to coax after finding out the door of fate.

Hei Si Mou couldn't understand why he suddenly talked about gems.

He doesn't really like talking about business in private time.

Yayoi Kakaiin apologized and returned to the topic, "All gemstones have associated mines."

To put it bluntly, the only value of the so-called associated mines is to set off gemstones.

Hei Si Mou finally stopped, and he repeated to himself, "You were born to set off gems?"

He faintly sensed something in Kakaiin Yayoi's words.

"I met a gem merchant a long time ago."

Presumably to entice passers-by, gem merchants invent a story for each gem they own.

In the merchant's storybook, there used to be a country where all the children living in this country were made of precious stones.

There is one very interesting point in the merchant's story.

He compared the priceless diamond to the brother of the round diamond, which has serious defects and can only be used as an industrial abrasive.

There is a bond that no one can break between the beautiful and dazzling diamonds and the dark and dark diamonds.

Unlike humans, although they are called gem people, the lives of gems are almost infinite.

They will not die unless the world is destroyed.

However, "compared with other expensive and fragile gemstones, the diamond is extremely hard, but compared with its sibling diamond, the diamond becomes a protected existence."

Round Diamond loves his elder brother deeply, and works hard to weave an illusory utopia for his elder brother.

Treasures that are soft, beautiful and priceless should be treasured as a matter of course.

Even diamonds don't need this protection.

Hei Si Mou's breath became hot, and he no longer wanted to hear this ridiculous story.

None of this has anything to do with him.

His head was sweating profusely, he was extremely embarrassed, his stomach began to feel sour and even convulsed, but he was almost masochistic, and asked hoarsely, "And then?"

"Then?"

After all, it was just chatting after dinner, and Yayoi Kakaiin couldn't remember the details clearly.

The gem merchants who were walking around drank some wine, mumbled indistinctly, "Diamonds just hope that the round diamonds disappear."

He ran away from the boudin.

Hei Si Mou: "Where can he escape to?"

Kakaiin Yayoi shrugged, "Who knows, maybe it's on the moon?"

After all, it's just a story.

The story of a diamond who flees to the moon to hide from his brother.

This is a dry and ugly story. If Yayoi is allowed to tell stories in teahouses for a living, he will definitely starve to death.

But this story is unexpectedly attractive to a certain group of people.

Hua Kaiyuan Yayoi turned around, casually conjured a small flower, and stuck it in Hei Si Mou's ear, "Don't you think this story is very interesting, Master Hei Si Mou?"

Hei Si Mou snorted coldly, and scolded, "It's extremely boring."

It was just a waste of his time.

Yayoi Hanakaiin blinked, "Really? I think it's very interesting."

At the end of this story, the drunk gem dealer mysteriously approached Yayoi's ear and whispered the last secret about diamonds.

Even diamonds that have been fired at sky-high prices are worthless.

Quantitatively speaking, diamonds are not rare.

Gemstones are expensive precisely because of their rarity.

For diamonds, if you want, you can even have one for everyone.

"But if a businessman monopolizes a huge diamond mine..."

Everything is different.

Hei Si Mou frowned. As a warrior, his mind seemed to be chopped in half with an axe.

Half of it is the coldness coming from the soles of the feet.

The cold white moon came in from the window, adding a touch of chill to the empty and lonely Infinite City.

This chill even made him shiver all over, like drinking a bowl of ice water with crushed ice in the severe winter.

It made him tremble all over, but a thin layer of sweat broke out on his back.

Sweat soaked his plain white underwear, sticking it sticky.

The other half is happy that cannot be concealed.

Unlike the diamond in that absurd story, he has been freed from the shadow named Ji Guo Yuanyi.

"Are you really free from this?"

"To shut up!"

"What is your greatest wish in this life, Mr. Heishimu?" Yayoi Kakaiin's voice became erratic, and the ethereal voice echoed in his mind, "Even a god's darling has failures."

Hei Si Mou's voice was hoarse, and he wanted to refute loudly, but after he chose to follow Lord Wu Mi, he lost contact with his companion.

With a little secret pleasure.

Look, Yuanyi, this time, I finally leave you first.

"What did Yuanyi fail?"

Kakaiin Yayoi: "He failed to kill Wu Mi."

"Your Excellency Hei Si Mou, don't you want to challenge me?"

In this case, it can prove that the life of a sad man named Ji Guoyansheng is not a mediocrity after all.

Hei Si Mou's soul began to ascend, and he floated in mid-air, watching his own penis with restraint and indifference, and stupidly stepped into the trap that had already been woven.

He was attracted by the bewitching words, and then desperately wanted to jump into the huge fire pit.

"Your Majesty Hei Si Mo~ Yayoi Xiao~ finally found you~"

The sweet voice, as if eating a whole jar of honey raw, came from a distance.

Tong Mo raised his smiling face, cheerfully like a large dog finally waiting for its owner to return home, and the tail flicked behind him like a perpetual motion machine.

Immediately, he was slightly intimidated by the weird atmosphere, and after looking around suspiciously at both parties, he cautiously asked, "Sorry?"

"Although I don't know why~"

The author has something to say:

The second brother looked surprised: Xiao Yayoi, you also come to preach?

☆, the second day of sharpening the knife

At this time, the first quarter will be convened because the ghost dance Tsuji found the location of Daocun.

It was a chance.

But now, this opportunity is in his hands.

Everything starts with a pot of water.

Yuhu prides himself on being an artist.

He enjoys making pots of all kinds.

The pot that seals the animal's bones in it, with its distorted shape, full of colors, shocks people's eyes, and has an ominous, physiologically nauseating feeling all over its body.

But art is something ordinary people can't understand.

Simply take the fashion industry as an example. When Yayoi was working at the unscrupulous boss in Yokohama, he was fortunate enough to visit several runway shows and fashion awards because of work needs.

To be honest, compared with the strangely shaped pots of Yuhu and the models he once saw on the show stage holding new winter fashion items and striding bricks, these are nothing.

People in the world are often ignorant and follow the crowd.

Maverick works of art are often dismissed and even belittled blindly.

As a human being, Yuhu was therefore isolated.

Fortunately, he met Master Wu Mi.

He finally broke free from the body of worldly boredom and detached himself from this world.

Yuhu finally fulfilled his dream——

He connects himself with his beloved works of art.

From then on, the jade pot finally did not need to be separated from his artwork.

There is one thing to say, in the twelfth moon, judging from the appearance alone, the jade pot can even be kicked out of the Ghost Moon Group.

After all, who doesn't know that Boss Scrap is a bit of a face-controller.

It is read as Twelve Ghost Moon and written as Twelve Cowherds. A traitor is mixed among them.

Every debut group has various inside stories.

Relationships are everywhere.

But Yuhu really can't be called a relationship household.

This is not rigorous.

Strictly speaking, Yuhu should be the father of the investor.

Ghost Moon Group's only source of funds.

A powerful guarantor of Boss Crumb's refined life~

So although Yuhu's perception of beauty and ugliness was slightly wrong, and even turned himself into this appearance.

Money is not everything, but nothing is impossible without money.

Who would have trouble with money?

The exact cause of the discovery has not been traced.

All in all, probably a high-ranking official was presented with a beautifully shaped goldfish vase by his servants, but one day, the high-ranking official’s family fell into ruin, and many valuable antique vases were sold one by one in his poor life out.

The goldfish vase that was once played by senior officials in their spare time was also lost during the escape.

Gulu Gulu rolled onto the ridge of the field and was broken by a sharp stone.

Then it was picked up by a traveling merchant who was pushing a wheelbarrow to go to the market to sell small groceries.

In the end, he was picked up by the knife maker who was about to return to the knife village to continue to hone his knife forging skills after sending the knife. He spent a little money to buy this pot with a slightly defective bottle mouth.

He took it home, but the jug that was holding the water was accidentally broken.

Wash it, fill it with water, and put it beside your forge.

The swordsmiths at this time, Dangre will not know, because of this small pot of water, what terrible things will happen to the village of swordsmiths after that.

Every pot made by Yuhu is called his child by that guy.

As a parent, of course, you must always keep abreast of your children's dynamics.

So one day, Panku found a surprise jade pot:!

He couldn't wait, as if asking for credit, when he discovered this important information, he reported it to Guiwu Tsuji.

Sure enough, he was rewarded by Lord Wu Mi.

This made Yuhu very excited.

So volunteered to solve a serious problem for Wu Mi.

Boss Xiao casts his admiring eyes, and he never hesitates to encourage good comrades who are enlightened and apply for overtime on their own initiative.

Then he turned his attention to the remaining six people.

Luo Ji's eyes are wandering, although she is her beloved and respected Lord Wu Mi, but if the companion is Yuhu...

Luo Ji shivered, and the charming and caressing Hua Kui Jiao Didi spoke first, "No, Lord Wu Mi, as long as I think of being alone with a guy like Yuhu who is not beautiful at all, I will die."

The prostitute Taro is a sister-in-law, after the fall of the princess, his thoughts can be ignored.

Landing ruled out.

Yiwozuo is eager to try, but unfortunately, he has recently found a new prey.

That guy named Purgatory Anjurou, if he becomes a ghost, it will definitely be more exciting!

Last time, due to time constraints, I couldn't let go of Xing Shoulang's fight, but this time he came prepared!

Winding third can also be ruled out.

Boss Scraps has set his sights on his loyal, trustworthy and reliable ally——

"Black Death Mou?"

As if waking up from a big dream, Shangyi looked a little dazed, even innocent, like a frightened black cat with fur all over its body.

He was still distracted just now, so he wasn't too clear about the question, "...Yes, Mr. Wu Mi?"

Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi: "...No, forget it, you just like this..."

Hei Si Mou blinked, his scarlet pupils were full of puzzlement, but it was Wu Mi's order after all.

The tamed warrior nodded ignorantly, "Yes...Master Wu Mi."

Then continue to wander in the sky openly and aboveboard.

Tong Mo was eager to try, and raised his hand actively, "Master Wu Mi, I..."

"Since no one else is free, you can go with Yuhu for half a day." Guiwu Tsuji said quickly.

It directly interrupted what Tong Mo had said.

For a long time, the dog silently glanced at Lord Tong Mo's hand that was still raised in the air alone, and dared not ask questions, dare not speak, and felt wronged like a poor man exploited by an unscrupulous landlord, "Yes, Lord Wu Mi."

He's obviously just weak.

Everyone should protect him.

Why is it so difficult?

After ordering important tasks, the pipa sounded.

After a whirlwind, Ghost Dance Tsuji left without misfortune.

Then the Fallen Princess brothers and sisters also returned to Yoshihara.

The short, hunched body, like an old man, was discussing the action plan with Yuhu.

Tong Mo: Huh?

Is this subtle sense of exclusion an illusion?

Must be an illusion.

After all, everyone has a good relationship with him.

In order to prove this point, Tong Mo tried to catch up with His Excellency Yiwozuo whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

It is said in the social book that no matter how strong the relationship is, if you don't see each other for a long time, you will become unfamiliar.

Tong Mo: "Your Majesty Yiwozuo, have you discovered anything interesting yet?"

Yiwozuo was alert: "What do you want to do?"

Tong Mo: "I just feel that the guy who is valued by Your Excellency Yiwozuo is really pitiful."

Non-existent tears came out of the corners of his eyes, thinking about the man who was regarded as a respectable opponent by Yiwozuo before, what kind of genre did he seem to be?

What's the matter with that guy now?

It seems that the grass on the grave is already one meter high, right?

No, according to Your Excellency Yiwozuo's character, that guy should have been dead at the moment of failure.

It's so pitiful.

Yayoi Hanakain: ...

The young man who had witnessed everything at the scene sighed with his hands on his forehead. Sometimes even he had to admit that Tong Mo was really a chatterbox.

Yayoi: "Let's go, Your Excellency Hei Si Mou."

Hei Si Mou: "Tong Mo...no need..."

Forcibly snapping Hei Si Mou's head back, as if there was something shady and dirty in the line of sight, Yayoi Huakaiyuan said, "Please don't worry about it."

Heishi Mou nodded, then strode forward and left, "Is that so... that's fine."

After all, I no longer intend to ask.

After all, the impact he received this day was really too great.

Hei Si Mou, who grew up in a samurai family since he was a child, received instruction, and the first thing he learned was to obey.

Submit to the authority of the father.

Obey the orders of the lord.

Just live on the battlefield and die on the battlefield.

Just like his father.

Become a sharp knife in the hands of the lord of the country, and when the knife gets rusty and a better knife appears, it will be discarded.

Everything would have continued on this track.

But his younger brother Yuanyi appeared.

Yayoi Hanakaiin's rebellious words before that were like a Pandora's box opened by someone.

It exudes a seductive atmosphere all the time.

That was a choice that made Hei Si Mou's eyes turn red, almost crazy.

He once met Yuan Yi who was very old and dying.

The son of god who claimed to be useless and unable to protect even the closest people, finally collapsed after hearing the news that his brother had fallen into a ghost.

"Yuichi is actually a crybaby."

Kakaiin Yayoi's chatty words suddenly appeared in Hei Si Mou's mind.

When he learned that his elder brother was married, a good match for his family background, a virtuous and virtuous woman like Yamato Nadeko, Yuanyi cried.

Although he himself said it was because he was happy.

It is my heartfelt joy that my elder brother has finally established a new bond after losing his family.

That's why it gets hit.

The elder brother, who was like a lone moon, fell from the nine heavens and threw himself into the embrace of darkness.

Ji Guoyuan lost his last shelter.

He struggled and wandered, as if he lost his way on the sea, unable to find the sailboat guided by the lighthouse, and for the next 60 years, he has been floating alone on the vast and boundless sea.

Then, before his death, he finally mustered up the courage to right the wrongs that should have been righted 60 years ago.

On that night, Hei Si Mou met the Son of God whose life was coming to an end.

He thought he could win.

Even so despicable.

He still longed for a narrow victory in the 80-year chase with his half, his blood relative, his sun.

It's a pity that Hei Si Mou was defeated.

His younger brother died after swinging the inevitable knife.

He lost his chance of winning forever.

So in this chasing battle, Ji Guoyan Sheng is always the loser.

but now.

Because of Yayoi Hanakaiin's words.

The chase, which ended abruptly on that moonlit night, once again blew the starting whistle.

Just thinking of this, Hei Simou's blood began to flow and boil.

The brain is running crazily, thinking about the feasibility of the method.

But my lord...

From ancient times to the present, there have been countless warriors who committed seppuku for their lord.

Loyalty is the most important thing for a warrior.

Hei Si Mou was struggling.

Yayoi, who was leaving with her peers, felt a little impatience coming from her side.

A long time ago, he raised his lips.

From the very beginning, Yayoi Huakaiyuan had no intention of getting an affirmative answer from Hei Si Mou.

What he did was nothing more than planting a seed in Hei Si Mou's heart.

Perhaps he can see the seeds sprouting at just the right time thumping through the ground.

At that time, Mr. Wu Mi's expression must be very interesting.

Oops, this is really a bad joke.

The author has something to say:

Yayoi: But I'm honest!

Just ask the crying brother and boss, who doesn't like it

And about the gem knife, Xianyu just thinks that the setting of gems and associated mines is very good, but I didn’t think of a suitable gem set_(:з」∠)_

I really want to see the scene where Brother Yi, who is also a gem man, desperately destroys himself in order to forget Yuan Yi. After all, the gem man seems to lose a part of his body, so he will lose part of his memory

Good night everyone, the mournful January is finally coming to an end~

☆, the third day of sharpening the knife

The village of swordsmiths.

There is a special knife blacksmith living in this village.

The skill of forging the sun wheel knife is the biggest secret of this village.

No one knows that the treasures of evil spirits are hidden in the swordsmith's village, which is opposed to ghosts.

Kasumi Tokitomu Ichiro likes to daze under the big tree in the village of swordsmiths very much recently.

He is a veritable genius.

Some people spend their entire lives trying to master the method of breathing, and he has only held a knife for two months before he becomes a pillar.

Is breathing difficult?

For Muichiro Tokito, it's as simple as breathing.

Just holding the sun wheel knife, the hand began to move.

Everything is so natural, as smooth as flowing clouds and flowing water.

Even the most stable rock pillars can only put their hands together, "Namo Amitabha, this is the favor of the gods to the world."

In order to eradicate evil spirits, more and more talented swordsmen appeared.

What an exciting thing.

The child who seemed to be in a daze lost all his memory because of being attacked by a ghost.

The only thing I remember is my name.

After being rescued, Shitou Muichiro remained silent for half a month.

As long as people live in this world, there will always be traces.

But Toki Toru Muichiro has no trace of his own existence in the world.

It's like the sun, and it's like the white clouds in the sky.

As soon as the wind blows, all traces will disappear without a trace.

"So Muichiro has to live well." Yuya Ubuyashiki held Muichiro's cold hand, "Just try to live and don't miss any chance to recover your memory."

Chongzhu Butterfly Ninja also came, and her comforting words were simpler, "Stand up, pick up the knife, and let those ghosts go to hell to atone for their sins of wanton killing and destroying other people's happy families!"

So Muichiro woke up.

The fog in front of him was blown away.

The road ahead is still confused, but at least he can see the way forward under his feet.

However, Ubuyashiki Amane could not understand.

As early as a few months ago, according to Yayoi Hanakain's entrustment, she went to the mountains to find a family of farmers who made woodcutters for a living. Her parents died of illness.

Only a pair of young children remained.

At first, Yayoi Kakaiin just hoped that Tianyin could help take care of the twins, at least until she was 15 years old and could support herself, so that she would not starve to death.

Although I don't quite understand why an oni who has survived since the Heian-kyo period has any connection with a woodcutter living in the mountains and forests, but it is a commission from a benefactor after all.

Just looking at the medicines sent by Yayoi from Hanakain over the years, Amayashiki Amane will help.

At first, she just hoped that Shi Tou's twins could join the Ghost Killing Squad.

Or place the two children in a chamber with a wisteria pattern.

It was unexpectedly rejected.

As the elder brother, Ichiro didn't believe that there would be such a good thing as a pie in the sky.

After a brief contact, Tianyin discovered the talent between the twins.

She wants to recruit them to the Ghost Slayer Squad.

This made Ichiro more alert.

It's like seeing a trafficker who abducts a child.

"Madam, please take your retainers and leave!"

It can be said that they returned without success.

This is also understandable.

After all, the loss rate of the swordsmen in the Ghost Killing Squad is too high.

Normally, ordinary people would never join the Ghost Killing Squad if it wasn't for the drastic changes at home and the blood feud with ghosts.

After all, we are all just ordinary people.

Working at sunrise and resting at sunset, filling our stomachs, being free from disease and disaster, just spending this life in a mediocre way is already a rare happiness.

"I heard that Lord Tianyin visited my house before?" Wuichiro was rescued by Tianyin when he went up the mountain to visit again.

Rather than being curious, it might be better to say that Muichiro just wanted to stay by the lord's side as much as possible.

If I stayed with the lord, my head wouldn't hurt so much.

Even the voice in his heart that keeps urging him forward will be a little quieter.

Ubuyashiki Amane poured Muichiro a cup of warm honey water, smiled and nodded, "Yes."

That's why they were able to rescue Wuichiro, who had fought fiercely with ghosts for almost a night and dragged them until the sun rose in the morning.

"But why?"

Wuichiro couldn't understand.

He felt that there were many doubts in it.

Such a remote mountain forest is not like a place that Lord Tianyin would choose to hike.

The woman as beautiful as a birch tree fairy still kept smiling, "Probably because of the guidance of the gods."

Are there really so-called gods in this world?

Muichiro finished his stack of thick tea snacks, and took his leave before Yaoya-sama showed fatigue.

"Please take care of yourself, my lord."

Yuya Ubuyashiki smiled, "So is Muichiro, don't force yourself too much."

In the end, nothing was asked.

Muichiro looked up at the ever-changing clouds in the sky, and then he was relieved.

Well, forget it.

Anyway, after a while, it will be forgotten.

If you have the energy to think about this, you might as well fight that huge monster.

The village of swordsmiths hides very interesting toys.

But there seems to be a stranger beside today's toys.

Like a cat whose territory has been invaded, Muichiro doesn't like his secret base being set foot on.

Moreover, the smell that this guy exudes is not like the smell of swordsmiths.

He pressed the handle of the knife and asked, "Who are you?"

Depending on this guy's answer, he has the right to judge whether he needs to be executed on the spot.

The boy wearing a fox mask held an oil-paper umbrella, turned a deaf ear, and still stared blankly at Yuan Yi·Zero Shiki who stood motionless.

Compared with the zero formula in memory,