Crimson Blade

Even if this child is a genius, it still takes a certain amount of energy and time to learn Quan Concentration and Changzhong.

So, it doesn't hurt him, does it?

The charcoal fire that boiled the water left a trace of embers, holding the teacup in his hand, looking at the silent Himura Ken, Rinaki Sakin who completely misunderstood the meaning was gentle, and comforted him with empathy:

"Don't worry, it's not easy for many people to learn the complete concentration · Changzhong, just take your time."

No, actually I don't think taking it slow is for me...

Uh, although I feel that the improvement of breathing method should be very simple, but I am afraid that I will be beaten if I say this kind of words?

Seeing the babbling look of the old man wearing a tengu mask, Himura Ren blinked his eyes guiltyly, but in the end he still didn't dare to speak directly.

The guilty side of the scarlet boy with a single ponytail was not seen by the old man Lintaki, but was seen by Yoshiyuki who had been paying attention to Himura Ren.

Ah, are Ah Ren's eyes uncomfortable?On the side, he accurately captured the moment when Himura Ren blinked quickly, and Giyuu tilted his head in a daze and thought again in confusion.

It feels like Ah Ren’s eyes are always blinking strangely~

Not knowing the strange thoughts in Giyong's mind beside him, Himura Ren, who didn't want to get entangled in the breathing method, touched the tip of his nose, and changed the subject awkwardly:

"Actually, I'm more curious about ghosts than breathing."

"Like, where did they come from, etc."

"A ghost?"

Glancing at Himura Ren who interjected, Ryotaki Zuojin was silent for the first time and said in a heavy tone: "Actually, there was only one oni at first, and the other oni were all created by the original oni named Onimai Tsuji. transformed."

"Ghost Dance Tsuji Wumai?" Himura Ren repeated curiously.

"Yes, the more blood you accept from that guy, the stronger the evil spirit will be."

The tea has become slightly cold, and the light blue spray haori cuffs hang down between the legs, and the old voice explained again.

"The strongest ghost known now, apart from the original ghost, is his exclusive subordinate who is divided into upper and lower strings—the Twelve Ghost Moons."

"Then what do they..." look like?

As if he knew what Fei Cunren was going to ask, Zuo Rinaki took a sip of his tea and shook his head regretfully, interrupting:

"No one knows what they look like, only that there are numbers in Twelve Ghost Moon's eyes."

"In fact, in recent years, our ghost killing team has killed many ghosts in the Twelve Ghost Moons, but the Shangxian and the ghost king have never encountered each other."

"Then there is no information at all~" After hearing such an explanation, before Fei Cunren could speak, Satu felt emotional first.

"Well, it sounds tricky, I'm afraid it's not easy to deal with." Fei Cunren added from the side.

Hmm, tricky?

It is reasonable for Sato to say that the information is insufficient, but why does the child Feicunren say something weird?

It feels like the child is weighing the strength of Twelve Ghost Moons, and after meeting them, it is easy to fight...

The corners of the mouth under the mask twitched slightly, feeling helpless at what Himuraba said, Rinaki Zuo glanced at the innocent little boy for the first time and said quietly:

"Don't say whether it's tricky or not, these are not what you children have to deal with now."

"Compared to this, after you leave tomorrow, you should practice the complete concentration and Changzhong for me first..."

"Hey hey~"

The conversation ended with Rinaki Zuojin's reprimand, with his chin resting on his hand, he slammed his lips at the thought of Feicun Ren who was leaving tomorrow, but he still felt a little regretful in his heart.

Let's go now, it's a pity that the battle was interrupted...

Well, but there is no need to be too persistent, it is a blessing to be able to witness such a beautiful swordsmanship!After thinking about it like this, Fei Cunren instantly felt very satisfied again.

But let's go...

"I'll see you at the final selection of the Demon Slayer Squad!"

The next morning, Fei Cunren stood at the foot of Sagiri Mountain and looked at the small wooden house looming in the mist on the mountainside from a distance, and then smiled freely at the corner of his mouth, and said to himself.

At this moment, Giyong, who started to learn swordsmanship on the mountainside, listened to the teacher's instruction with a paralyzed face on the surface, but in fact his thoughts were wandering about the departing Himura Ren.

I still have to work hard, the scene of Fei Cunren beheading the evil spirits in the rain appeared in my mind, Yoshihiro pursed his lips tightly, thinking firmly in his eyes.

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A few days later in the evening, the sun set, and the dark red afterglow fell on the earth.

With the bag on his back, Fei Cunjian stepped into the small town at the foot of Zaomenjia Mountain with joy while controlling his long and light breath.

Although dusk has fallen, the town is still full of people. Many vendors are pushing their carts home after setting up stalls for the day, while some young children are playing and laughing on the street.

"Ah, it's Xiaoren who's back!" the proprietress of a grocery store welcomed her.

"Welcome back!" The old man who bought vegetables on the street also shouted at the top of his voice.

The welcome sounds from the neighbors in the neighborhood warmed Fei Cunren's heart, and a smile unconsciously hung on his face, and he also smiled and nodded in response.

Well, although it's a bit tiring to keep smiling all the time.

It wasn't until he saw the familiar izakaya on the corner of the street that Himura Ren's face that was about to freeze from laughing came back to life.

It smells so strong~

Seeing the izakaya getting closer and closer to him, Himura Ren blinked, and the scarlet single ponytail swayed slightly behind him, thinking with some hesitation in his heart:

Well, do you want to buy a jug of wine?

Although he was still hesitating in his heart, the body of the little boy with scarlet color and single ponytail turned a corner honestly and walked into the izakaya.

Not long after, Himura Blade, who was already walking on the mountain road, held a pot of sake that he had just bought.

Well, the body really moved by itself, definitely not because I want to buy it myself!Lifting the flagon and smelling the aroma of the wine, Fei Cunren shook his head and fell into intoxication.

No, I seem to have forgotten the need to maintain the breathing method...

The light and distant breathing sounded again, and Fei Cunren was inexplicably guilty. Today, he actually forgot about it because of a pot of wine.

Obviously these days he kept breathing even when he was on the road...

The afterglow of the setting sun gradually dissipated, night had already fallen, and the mountain road was rugged, but Feicun Ren, who did not take the usual path, was very relaxed.

His speed is very fast, sometimes jumping between the branches, sometimes walking on the jagged rocks, his figure flashes through the forest like a ghost, but his direction is always pointing to Zaomenjia.

wrong!

The figure who had been quickly shuttling through the forest gave a serious pause, and Fei Cunren, who was fully aware, squatted on the branch, with a dignified look shrouded in the shadow of the tree.

There seems to be a fierce fighting sound there?

The string of vigilance in his heart was tightened, and Fei Cunren's eyes were sharp. He changed his defenseless appearance while holding the wine, and his body bowed slightly and his face was serious.

Why do you feel the smell of blood? Could it be that you have encountered a ghost again?

And this bloody smell is mixed with a familiar smell...

His breathing became heavier in an instant, and his sense of smell was deliberately amplified. The tip of Fei Cunren's nose moved slightly, but his brows frowned even tighter.

Zaomenjia is nearby, you must go and see...

Putting the wine in his hand on the ground, Himura Ren, who was always vigilant, tensed his left hand muscles, and his right hand tightly grasped the sun wheel knife he brought from Rinaki, bowed his body, and touched the source of the sound with light steps.

The author has something to say: This is the chapter to make up for the last time I asked for leave, thank you for your lovely comments and support, love~

Someone who is killing ghosts is about to fall off, hahaha!