Crimson Blade

As an existence that ended the era of evil spirits and made great contributions to the prosperous age, Fei Cunren's powerful and magnificent swordsmanship has been widely spread, and his terrifying talent is also talked about by people.

Even the pillars who are colleagues mostly only noticed Fei Cunren's sharp left-handed swordsmanship, but ignored why such a gifted existence held a sword in his left hand.

It was an era when human life was like nothing, and the collision of industrial machinery and traditional cold weapons represented the epitome of the old and new eras, and the soul that should have lived in the modern society also woke up from a thin body by chance.

Fei Cun was originally an ordinary person living in a modern city with nothing to do. His life was full and ordinary, and he had neither experienced famine nor faced war.

So when he opened his eyes and saw the world, he had to face the suffering of the turbulent times with difficulty.

"Don't dawdle, hurry up!"

Rough hemp ropes are tied to the children's wrists and these goods are connected in series, while the other end of the hemp ropes is held in the hands of the traffickers who are yelling at them.

"Gollum!"

Stomach acid rolled in his stomach, and the child with crimson shoulder-length hair staggered forward, his sallow and thin face was full of numbness and trance, and his thin body had obviously reached its limit.

very hungry!

I'm really running out of energy...

Suddenly traveling from the peaceful era to this turbulent era, Himura Ren's living conditions are like falling from heaven to hell. While eating food like chaff, he has to endure the insults of traffickers.

"thump!"

The little feet covered with stains and worn out stumbled on the raised stones, and Fei Cunren fell to the ground, but the human trafficker next to him shouted without any mercy:

"Get up, get up quickly!"

Don't... I really have no strength, so tired!

The will that had been strong all the time collapsed at the moment when the body fell down. The trafficker's toes were kicking the thin body roughly, but Fei Cunren buried his head in the ground and did not want to move.

"You're not up yet, are you?"

"Girls are not as delicate as you!"

Seeing the kid lying on the ground pretending to be dead, the trafficker sneered and picked up a wooden stick from the carriage, and then kept cursing while slamming it down mercilessly.

"what!"

Because boys are a very important labor force in this era, there are only two boys under the hands of the traffickers, and most of the rest are girls.

At this time, these seemingly weak girls were screaming in fear, while some people rushed forward and grabbed the trafficker who was going to commit violence with difficulty.

"Just a second, please!"

"The kid is just too tired, he will be able to get up soon..."

The persuasive voices of the girls could not soften the trafficker's heart in the slightest. With his body strength, he easily shook off these malnourished and very thin children, and then strode towards Feicunren who was lying on the ground and did not intend to get up.

Perhaps feeling something was wrong, Fei Cunren, who had buried his head on the ground, opened his eyes with difficulty, and what caught his face was the menacing trafficker and the wooden stick that hit him.

After realizing that the other party was serious, Fei Cunren started to try to prop up his scrawny body in a panic.

However, the body that had already reached its limit could not recover so easily after falling down, so Fei Cunren could only watch the thick wooden stick swinging towards him.

"Oh!"

There was a dull sound of blunt blows, and Fei Cunren stared blankly at the child standing in front of him, his face began to twist a little, and a trace of distress and unknown anger burst out involuntarily in his heart.

"Please...give me some more time, my brother is just too tired."

Himura Shinta, who was seven points similar to Himura Ren, blocked the heavy blow for his brother. While breathing heavily and enduring the pain, he did not forget to plead with the traffickers with words.

"Give me some more time, hmph, it's going to be dark at such a slow pace!"

"What if you encounter bandits?"

The trafficker roared indifferently, without a trace of pity in his eyes, the wooden stick in his hand swung down and was about to hit Himura Shinta on the back again.

why?

Why do you always secretly distribute food to yourself, and now you have to stand in front of yourself?

Seeing Himura Shinta gritted his teeth in the face of the wooden stick but didn't give in at all, Himura Ren, who had just crossed over, felt a little incomprehensible in his heart, and more of it was shame.

Obviously I am no longer your brother, obviously I am just a soul from another world that has occupied your brother's body!

He was questioning in his heart, but Fei Cunren, who still had a conscience, could not just watch a child suffer physically and mentally in order to protect himself.

"Ahhh!"

With a breath in his chest, his hands surpassed the limit, and he supported his body. Fei Cunren roared with a ferocious face, and his thin body slammed into the trafficker's abdomen like a cannonball.

"Damn, you brat!"

The body staggered due to the unexpected impact, and the wooden stick in his hand also hit the ground.

Although Fei Cunren successfully saved his younger brother from the blunt attack, he also succeeded in angering the already violent trafficker.

"How courageous!"

Gritting his teeth, the trafficker sneered and pushed the child's thin body down, and then swung the wooden stick down again.

"Oh!"

Himura Ren tried his best to dodge by rolling, however, the wooden stick still hit his right wrist.

The bone made a crisp 'crack' sound, and then the severe pain almost made Himura Ren's eyes go black, and the body that was rolling and avoiding curled up because of the pain.

"Does it hurt?"

"It's so courageous to bump into me, believe it or not, I will make you hurt more!"

The foot stepped heavily on the fractured wrist, and then twisted a little cruelly. Himura Ren used his intact left hand to dig the upper of the pair of shoes, and the nails were opened and a lot of blood flowed out.

"Ahhh!"

pain!ow!

Tears welled up in the corners of his eyes because of the pain, Himura Ren's whole body couldn't help but twitched, and after seeing his brother's miserable condition, Himura Shinta gritted his teeth and staggered over and begged:

"My brother knew he was wrong, please let him go!"

"Humph!"

The trafficker clapped his hands in anger, thinking that these were the rare two boys in the cargo, he barely let go of his toes, then spit on the ground, turned and left indifferently.

Still worried about encountering bandits?

The wrist was bent and drooped at an abnormal angle, and Fei Cunren's face, which had not yet fully recovered, was still twisted, looking at the trafficker's back with some resentment in his eyes, cursing in his heart.

Bah, I think it would be better to kill all of you bastards when you meet bandits!

Perhaps it was God’s pity, when in the evening when the setting sun was falling on the earth, countless bandits with machetes rode on horses and roared to stop the convoy of human traffickers. Lost all traffickers.

However, the matter did not end like this. The villains of these turbulent times would not show mercy to the abducted children, and could even raise a knife to mercilessly kill all the children who saw them commit atrocities.

"Run!"

The weak girls stepped forward, but the supposedly strong boys were protected at the end, and the bright red blood spattered. This made Fei Cunren, who had traveled to this world, realize the cheapness of life for the first time.

Is it over?

Watching the bandits approaching, Himura Ren's body was still trembling from the pain, and his hands couldn't help but tightly hugged Himura Shinta who was also scared beside him.

Maybe I can try to stop these bullies, so that my stupid brother who has helped me a lot can have a chance to escape.

The thought of sacrificing oneself for others rarely appeared in his mind, and Fei Cun's sword teeth were trembling with fear, but just when he made up his mind to attack, a bright but cold knife light flashed in front of his eyes.

The man in the white cloak had messy mid-length hair, and looked like a down and out wanderer. However, his relaxed posture and sharp swordsmanship among the bandits showed his extraordinaryness.

"Meeting is fate. I helped you solve the enemy, and how you live is up to you."

The broken corpses of the bandits were piled up at the feet, and the man in the white cloak spoke lightly, but turned and left without hesitation.

Are you saved?

He watched the savior gradually go away in a daze, and after a while, Feicun Ren was completely relieved, and his body fell limply on the ground, his heart was beating extremely fast with some fear.

Himura Ren collapsed on the ground, but Himura Shinta froze for a moment, and began to carry the corpse unsteadily.

The skinny child first dug a not-so-deep pit with his hands or a knife, and then struggled to move the adult corpse, which was a bit too big for him.

"What are you doing?"

Seeing Himura Shinta's actions, Himura Ren grinned because of the pain in his right hand, and asked with a trace of puzzlement and surprise in his eyes on the other side:

"I said, don't you still want to help bury the bodies of these bastards?"

"Yes!"

The gentle child answered calmly. Fei Cunxin bent over panting, wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, pursed his lips and said:

"No matter what kind of person they were in life, they are just a corpse after death."

"After all, if it weren't for this damn era, maybe they wouldn't have become human traffickers and bandits."

Hearing the gentle words of the child in front of him, Fei Cunren's face was full of disbelief, and there was always a trace of disgust when he looked at the corpses of bandits and human traffickers.

What, why should the enemy's body be buried!

At the beginning, Himura Ren refused almost without hesitation, then he hesitated for a while looking at the struggling appearance of his younger brother, and with a trace of reluctance on his face, he slowly started to help Himura Shinta Carry the body.

The sky gradually darkened, and graves were formed in the hands of the two children. Just as Himura Shinta and Himura Ren were stacking the last grave, a voice sounded from behind the two children.

"Not only the children, but also the bodies of the bandits and human traffickers are buried?" The originally indifferent voice of the man in the white cloak was slightly surprised.

It turned out that the other party did not leave after solving the bandits, but just watched the two children busy from a distance, and finally made a decision with a thought, and appeared in front of the two children.

"Yeah, after all, no matter what happened in life, they are just a corpse after death."

After burying the last grave, Himura Shinta said very frankly.

"What's your name?"

The man in the white cloak took a deep look at Xintai, then at Feicunren's bent right hand, then lifted the flagon at his waist and took a sip of the wine.

"My name is Himura Shinta, and this is my brother Himura Ren."

"Ah, the elder brother who represents the sharp blade to protect the younger brother, and the younger brother who is full of tenderness?" The man sighed with emotion in a low voice, but Himura Ren lowered his head in shame.

A gentle child!

The elder brother who has lost his right hand is not suitable to become a swordsman, but the younger brother still has a certain possibility...

"Better than Gu Qingjuro, I know a little bit about swordsmanship."

Staring at the immature Himura Shinta, Hiko Seijuro, who had already made a decision in his heart and planned to take this child as his heir, said lightly:

"The name Xinta is too gentle, it is not suitable for a swordsman, from now on you will be called Kenshin!"