Crimson Blade

"Whoo~"

I don't know about the Demon Slayer Squad or something... Well, maybe it would be true if Uncle Tanjuro had been in the mountains all his life.

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and Himuraba glanced at Tanjuro across the table strangely, and after taking a deep breath, he forced a smile on his face and explained:

"As far as I know, the Ghost Killing Squad is an organization that specializes in killing ghosts, and generally swordsmen who can breathe are from the Ghost Slaying Squad."

"Ahem, so there is such an organization out there?" Tanjuro covered his mouth with one hand and lowered his head to cough, poured a glass of water with the other hand to moisten his throat, then raised his head and asked a question:

"Why have I never seen anyone come to kill ghosts around here?"

"Because Japan is so big, the ghost killing team also relies on the victims to determine the location of the ghosts."

Dragging his chin with his left hand and pouring himself a cup of tea with his right hand, Himura complained helplessly, "Uncle Tanjuro, you usually go ahead and kill all the ghosts nearby. There are no victims around, so the Ghost Killing Team can't do that." It's normal for people to come."

So Uncle Tanjuro hasn’t seen the Demon Slayer Squad, it’s because he’s too strong. Thinking of the phoenix-like swordsmanship he saw before, Feicun Ren took a sip of tea and felt a little hot in his heart. The left hand under the chin was more itchy.

It seems to be a positive experience!

"That's it, cough cough cough cough!" A look of sudden realization appeared on his face, Tanjuro hadn't finished speaking, and the cough he had finally suppressed sounded again.

The cough seemed to be more violent this time. The man who could cut off the head of the evil spirit with a single knife covered his mouth in pain, which made Fei Cunren frowned, and he asked a little puzzled:

"Uncle Tanjuro, since you know how to breathe, how did your body get to this point?"

Himura Ren, who was sitting at the table, really didn't understand, because normally speaking, since the breathing method can speed up the healing of wounds, it shouldn't be difficult to make people healthy.

But why is Uncle Tanjuro, who is proficient in using breathing techniques, so poor in health...

"I'm different..."

The cough gradually weakened, Tanjuro let go of his hand covering his mouth with a sickly pale face, and a helpless and gentle smile appeared on his face.

"I am a dappled swordsman..."

As he spoke, he pointed to the scar on his forehead with his bony fingers, and as his breathing intensified like a scorching sun, the dark red spots gradually covered the position of his original scar.

"According to my father, a swordsman can see through the world after reaching the highest level. This is the so-called transparent level."

"Ahem, and this kind of markings is a sign of entering the transparent state."

The cough became lighter, but Tanjuro's gentle smile showed a bit of bitterness. He sighed and explained: "This realm is probably considered the realm of the gods, so mortals will pay the price of health if they enter."

"The price of health..." Looking at the weak Tanjuro, Himurabane murmured worriedly, then asked with a frown as if realizing something, "Is this the reason for your cough?"

"Yes~" Tanjuro who was being questioned at this time replied calmly with his eyelids lowered.

"Actually, from the moment the stripes started, my vitality was constantly passing away, and the coughing was just a complication."

"how come..."

The hand on the bottom of the table unconsciously clenched into a fist, and the single ponytail behind him quietly drooped. At this moment, Fei Cunren's heart was no longer as relaxed as he complained just now, only an unacceptable sourness.

"What kind of markings, what kind of transparent realm, this is simply overdrawing your life!" Thinking that this is the reason for the gentle Uncle Tanjuro's poor health, Himura Ren shouted a little unacceptably.

"Can't you turn off that stripe to remove the effect?"

"It could have been okay, ahem..."

"But it's too late!"

Hearing Himuraba's impatient worried voice, Tanjuro bent his fingers on the table and coughed a few times, and replied in an unusually smooth tone: "I used to have stripes too many times, which caused stripes to be in a state of depression in daily life. half open."

"Whether I turn on the stripes or not, my vitality is losing..."

What a joke!

The nails were slightly embedded in the palm because of too much force in the fist, and Fei Cunren pursed his lips tightly, his mind was in a mess.

Obviously there will be a new little life joining the Zaomen family soon, why is Uncle Tanjuro's body...

"If possible, I would actually like to ask you to take care of Aoi Zhi and my children after I die." Under the dim candlelight, Tanjuro's expression was flickering, his tone seemed completely bearish. generally.

"You have the ability to talk to Aunt Kuizhi about this kind of thing!" Laughing at the indifferent tone of life and death on the other side, Fei Cunren angrily threw his teacup on the table and said impulsively, " And all this is still unknown, maybe I can find a way to save you?"

"Isn't it just a matter of loss of vitality!"

Wait, vitality? !

After finishing these words angrily, Fei Cunren seemed to have remembered something, his expression was obviously stunned for a moment, and then a thoughtful look appeared on his face.

If it's life force, isn't the energy given to me by the phantom sword is life force?

Then if he controls the phantom of the giant sword and transmits the energy flowing in his body to Uncle Tanjuro, will it be possible to replenish his vitality?

"Stop making trouble, the problem of loss of vitality is not so easy to solve." Tanjuro shook his head with a teacup in his hand.

However, Himura Ren didn't pay attention to Tanjuro's frustrated words, but waved his hand with thinking in his eyes and said:

"No, I seem to have a solution, give me some time to experiment."

Tanjuro was taken aback by Himuraba's uncertain words, a gleam of hope appeared in his eyes, and then immediately dimmed.

Really, what can this child do to solve problems that generations of predecessors could not solve?

"Ananda!" The urgent shout from outside the door broke the heavy atmosphere in the room, and Aoi Branch with a big belly opened the door with a painful expression, and weakly shouted to Tanjuro, "I seem to be about to give birth. It's..."

Aunt Kuizhi is giving birth? ! , Fei Cunren, who had just recovered from the problem of how to solve the problem of loss of vitality, blinked first, and sat blankly in his position, a little dazed.

"Cough cough..."

This situation was so sudden that even Tanjuro stood up suddenly after coughing a few times while sitting on the seat, and emotionally supported Sunflower Branch to the back room, and at the same time shouted: "Grandma Uemura, come quickly!" help!"

Because the date of Aoizhi's birth is calculated within a few days, Tanjuro invited the midwife to his home to stand by early, and at this time, the mother-in-law Uemura also happened to go directly to the stage.

It was late at night, but Zaomen's house was brightly lit and busy, until a baby's cry resounded through the night.

The newborn child was wrinkled and not good-looking, but as the father, Tanjuro still teased it carefully, looking happy.

"Good boy, Takeo~" At this moment, the sickly man's eyes were full of love for the newborn little life.

Did you come up with a name so quickly...

Seeing the radiant appearance of Tanjuro who was not very eager to survive just now after the birth of the child, Himura Ren walked up to Tanjuro and asked seriously: "Hey, Uncle Tanjuro will not give up his right Bar?"

Hearing Himura Baba's abrupt words, Tanjuro, whose cheeks were slightly sunken due to the loss of vitality, looked up at the child. At this time, his face still had the happy look of just teasing the newborn.

"After all, Kotakeo is so cute, and Tanjiro and Nezuko are watching you as a father behind you~"

Hearing this, Tanjuro, who was holding Takeo in his arms, was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously looked behind him, and what caught his eyes was Tanjiro Ko and Nezuko who were looking at his father eagerly.

The children's curiosity about the newborn brother and their admiration and dependence on their father made Tanjuro's nose ache. Looking at the newborn life in his arms, the man who was about to succumb to fate closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was full of strength. .

"Yes, I will live a good life, for my children and loved ones." Finally, the moonlight illuminated his sickly face, he said so.

The author has something to say: I am going to save Papa Tan, because I really want to see the scene where Vulcan-sama joins the Ghost Killing Team and hates some scum together.

To be honest, when I first watched the anime, I was amazed by Papa Tan's Kagura Dance, and I still feel sorry for Papa Tan.

Obviously, his swordsmanship was unparalleled at that time, but his spine was broken by fate.

Here's what to say about the Sword of Damocles:

1. The sword of the colorless king is the phantom of the sword of Damocles on the body of Feicunjian, and its ability is to simply provide vitality.

2. Because the phantom of the giant sword is only part of the power of the sword of Damocles.

3. It can be considered that Feicun Ren is an incomplete king

感谢在2020-01-2900:05:20~2020-01-2923:33:50期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: Zhou Zekai who is eloquent and eloquent, and one of them is Yan Liangmo;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 7 bottles of Zhou Zekai who can speak eloquently;

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