Crimson Blade

A few days later, in front of Zaomen's hut.

"Shhhhh!"

A silver light flashed, and the firewood on the stump was neatly divided into several pieces by the axe.

Oh, is that really the case?

Seeing that the cut surface of the firewood was frizzy and uneven, Himura Ren fastened the ax behind his waist and sighed at the same time. In fact, such a result was completely within his expectation.

After deliberate testing these days, he found that his old injuries had miraculously disappeared, and his body was in the best condition it had ever been.

It's just that this physical state seems to be heavily blocked, and even the perception is as blurred as if covered with a piece of gauze.

It's okay if he doesn't have any big movements at ordinary times, but once he wants to exercise vigorously, then all his movements are like being bound by iron chains, and he can't do it arbitrarily.

However, this is also expected by Fei Cunren, because he also faced such a problem when he traveled for the first time. This is probably because the world rejects outsiders.

"Ah, Xiaoren chops firewood very well!" Kuizhi passed by holding the returned clothes, and broke Feicunren's contemplation with a tone full of admiration.

After regaining consciousness, Fei Cunba rubbed the tip of his nose in embarrassment, and threw the scarlet single ponytail on his shoulders behind his head, with a hint of reminiscence in his expression, he said modestly:

"I used to practice chopping firewood at home!"

No, it's actually practicing swords and slashing people...

"So this is ah!"

And Kui Zhi, who was completely ignorant of the real situation, just showed a sudden realization expression, then looked at Fei Cunren and asked with some pity: "It must be very hard, right?"

"Eh?"

As if unable to understand Aoi Zhi's words, Himura Ren stopped rubbing the tip of his nose, and tilted his head slightly to the side.

Hard?

"Because the small blade is still so small!"

Kuizhi drew out a hand and gestured to Feicun Ren's height, looked at Little Luobotou's cute movements, and said in a sullen tone, "Too thin, and Xiao Ren is only seven or eight years old, right?"

"what?"

Seeing the maternal love that was about to overflow in Kui Zhi's eyes, Fei Cun Ren, who was being tenderly cared for, felt a little uncomfortable, and subconsciously waved his hands in a hurry and replied very quickly: "No, no, actually, I'm already twenty... no Already more than ten years old!"

"Ah, it doesn't look like it!"

Kui Zhi's confused and suspicious tone made Fei Cunren touch the tip of his nose unconsciously and guilty. To be honest, even he himself didn't know how old he was now.

He only knows that his body has shrunk and his old injuries have been healed, and that his original instincts as a samurai are still there. As for his age, he really can't judge.

It's just that Kui Zhi's expression was obviously disbelieving, seeing Kui Zhi's suspicious gaze, Fei Cun Ren silently stepped back half a step and blinked his eyes quickly a few times.

"Ahem, I'm back!"

Just when Himura Ren was about to be unable to withstand the questioning eyes, Tanjuro, who had gone out early in the morning, came back with an empty basket on his back.

"Welcome back!"

Seeing her husband coming home, Aoi Zhi finally let go of the question of true or false age, and waved to Tanjuro instead.

Phew, it's finally over, Himurabane quietly breathed a sigh of relief, watching Tanjuro unconsciously radiate happiness in all kinds of actions of tidying up his wife's hair after returning home, a smile unconsciously hung on his face.

So let's talk about the world's rejection later. Since I can weaken the rejection of the first time travel, I can naturally weaken the second time.

And Tanjuro, who came back from selling charcoal at the side, after listening to what his wife whispered in his ear, turned his head and looked at Fei Cunren over Kuizhi and asked in surprise: "So Xiaoren is more than ten years old, cough Cough, it’s not obvious on the surface at all!”

"Ahem, it doesn't look like..."

As he spoke, the seemingly honest charcoal seller pretended to be nonchalant, walked up to Fei Cunren's side, stretched out his sinful hand, and rubbed the scarlet hair tied up by him fiercely. long hair.

Emmm

To be honest, you may not believe it, I am already in my 20s, and Himura Ren who was rubbing his head muttered in his heart, blinked on the surface, and remained silent aggrievedly.

It's better to be in your teens than to be seven or eight years old.

However, Himurabane frowned slightly while arranging his rumpled ponytail, and looked worriedly at Tanjuro's back who was walking away while coughing.

It can be said that Tanjuro's cough didn't seem to stop after he was rescued back to Zaomen's house.

Is it okay to cough for so long?

Thinking of this, Himuraba quickly followed up, and raised his voice to Tanjuro's back and asked, "Well...does it matter if your cough is there, it's been coughing for so many days."

"Don't you need to see a doctor if you keep coughing?"

Looking at the worried eyes of the boy in the dark red kimono, Tanjuro's eyes paused for a moment on his scarlet single ponytail that was jumping because of his brisk walk, and then smiled softly: "It's just a small problem, it's not a big problem. of."

This child is very careful and kind!

"Brother Blade, let's go eat!"

Tanjuro's answer didn't satisfy Himura Ren, but Tanjirou's soft voice stopped him from asking any further. After rubbing the hair of his own Tanjirou, Himura Ren opened his mouth and finally Still didn't say anything.

Well, it should be just a cold. If it doesn't work, it's okay to go to the forest to find some herbs next time. With this in mind, Fei Cunren stepped into the back room.

However, children's hair feels really good when rubbed.

"Xiao Ren, eat more, if you are always so thin, no one will think you are more than ten years old~"

At the dining table, Kui Zhi's unintentional words pierced someone's heart, and Fei Cunren, who was still cooking rice, silently swallowed a few more mouthfuls of rice.

And beside Aoizhi, Tanjuro, who was holding a rice bowl in his hand, also picked up vegetables and asked Himura Ren with concern, "How do you feel about living recently, if there is anything you are not used to, you must bring it up."

"Kuizhi is right. Eat more, so you don't grow taller."

Why do you all hold on to the fact that I'm thin and short?

Faced with Tanjuro's question, Himurabane lowered his head and twitched the corners of his mouth, then put down the bowl in his hand and raised his head, and replied sincerely: "I'm not used to it, sometimes I feel like I'm at home!"

Indeed, Zaomen's family took good care of him in the past few days.Obviously he is a guy of unknown origin, but neither Tanjuro nor Aoie asked about his identity, but just took him in gently.

Well, it would be even better if they didn't obsess over their small size.

"Well, if possible, I actually want to go hunting in the mountains after the snow melts these days."

After hesitating for a moment, Himura Ren put down his job and looked at Aoizhi and Tanjuro and said seriously, then scratched his head embarrassingly and added: "After all, it's not good to bother you all the time."

"How can that be!"

Hearing the child's plan, before Tanjuro could react, the usually gentle and virtuous Aoie refused first.

"What kind of hunting do children do? It's so dangerous on the mountain!"

"And you're so young..."

Afraid it would not be enough to stuff the beast's teeth, Kui Zhi looked at Fei Cunren's thin body up and down and added in his mind.

Kotanjiro, who was sitting beside Aoizhi, blinked his big eyes and nodded seriously, and said in a childlike voice, "On the mountain...there is a brain ax on the mountain, which is very scary."

And Nezuko blinked her pink eyes and bulged her face little by little, as if echoing her brother's words.

"I just want to help, because it's too hard to rely on Uncle Tanjuro to sell charcoal every day." Himura Ren, who was startled by Aoi Zhi's loud voice, had no choice but to adopt a roundabout tactic.

"I used to learn hunting from my teacher, and he taught me how to chop firewood."

"And isn't Uncle Tanjuro sick?"

I'm sorry, teacher, I believe that as a contemporary Juggernaut, you have a lot of adults, and you shouldn't mind being a cameo hunter, right?

"Really?" As a housewife, Kui Zhi had disbelief written all over her face.

After all, the mountain road is easy to walk after the snow melts, but this is also a critical period when fierce beasts and poisonous snakes appear for food. Normal people would not let a child go hunting.

"Ahem, how about we see why Xiaoba is confident first, and then make a decision?" Seeing that the atmosphere was at a stalemate, Tanjuro thought of a compromise.

With Tanjuro's support, Aoi Zhi finally let go and agreed to take a look first.

So do you want to show off your 'talent' next?Fei Cunren poked the rice in the bowl and thought helplessly, although he was rejected by the world, he should be able to fool him by showing his sword skills with an axe.

However, it is indeed too difficult for Zaomen's family to rely on Tanjuro to sell charcoal. Thinking about it, Himura Ren, who was thinking about it, looked at Tanjuro's constant coughing with a touch of concern in his eyes.

I heard that Tanjuro's health is not very good, so he must not be able to hunt some wild game like that!

Tanjuro surrounded by Himura Baba's caring and weak eyes:? ? ?

Believe it or not, don't look at me sickly, I can actually kill a big tiger!

The author has something to say: Feicun Ren cares about the weak eyes...

Sick charcoal seller: No, I can, don't guess!