Crimson Blade

"Gah!" Above the narrow mist mountain, the crows circling hoarsely called.

Frost condensed on the surface of the withered and yellow turf. Standing in front of the wooden house, Zuo Jin stretched out his hand to catch the flapping crow, and exhaled a hazy white mist from his mouth.

The crow quacked and flapped its wings a few times, which were damp from the wind and snow, before it stood firm, revealing the letter paper tied to its claws.

This crow is a messenger specially used for Lin Taki and Fei Cun Ren to exchange sword skills, and it brought back part of the news of Fei Cun Ren this time.

Due to special reasons, my stay at home needs to be extended, so I will not be able to participate in the final selection early next year.

"Is that so?"

After finishing speaking, the old man stopped at the entrance of the wooden house for a long time, looking at the top of Sagiri Mountain through the black and red tengu mask, as if he wanted to see Giyuu and Sato who were trying to break through the trap and go down the mountain.

The old hands twisted the thin letter paper, the cuffs of the light blue spray haori fluttered in the cold wind, and Lin Taki spit out a pale white mist and murmured:

"Based on time, the three children should just go to the second half of the selection together."

On the other hand, it may be due to the different climate. Compared with the hoarfrost in Sawu Mountain, there are already snowflakes flying outside Zaomen's house, and there is already a thin layer of snow on the ground and branches.

Although the outside world is already covered in silver, the small wooden house of the Zaomen family is very lively, because this year is the first day of the Lunar New Year, and it is the day to worship the Vulcan.

"Hahaha!"

The two small balls in thick cotton-padded clothes let out a crunchy laugh, and Kotanjiro held Sakaki in his hand, with a big smile on his face.

On the other hand, Nezuko, who was held by Himuraba, shook the rattle and clapped her hands there, her pink eyes contained the most innocent happiness of the child.

Beside the dining table, Tanjuro, who was a little skinny, was wearing a kimono to worship the god of fire. He looked at the children playing with tenderness in his eyes, and his whole body was full of energy that was rarely seen in the past.

This kind of radiance is not only because of the vitality that Fei Cunren has injected into him in the past few days, but also because he feels happy with this kind of life from the bottom of his heart.

"It's all ready, and the worship can begin." The busy Aoizhi came behind Tanjuro, looked at her husband with lowered eyelids, and her tone was so gentle.

"Hmm~"

The cuffs of the fiery red cloak fluttered slightly as Tanjuro stood up, and he picked up the items needed for worship, walked out of the house, and came to the front of the courtyard.

At this time, the snow in the center of the courtyard has been swept away by the sunflower branches, and there are circles of torches burning around it.

Aoizhi held Nezuko with her left hand, and held Tanjuro with her right hand, watching her husband from afar.And Fei Cunren also stood beside him obediently, silent, because he felt the solemnity of the sacrifice from the demeanor and behavior of the Zaomen family.

There are still sparse snowflakes falling in the sky, and the cold wind howls, and the sacrifice began in such an environment.

"jingle!"

The bell was accompanied by the dancing body, and the smooth dancing posture was not affected by the harsh climate. The fiery red drapes blended with the burning torches in this open space.

The single ponytail behind him danced with the bitter cold wind, and the white mist caused by breathing was filling in front of Himura Ren's eyes, but this could not conceal Tanjuro's amazing dancing posture.

There is no softness in this dance, but it is more like a flame-like war dance. It is the sun in winter, and it is a fire bird born from the fire in the magma.

Tanjuro with a thin body danced barefoot on the icy ground. This scene should make people feel very cold, but the dancing figure made people feel the raging fire.

"Tanjiro, look, that's Papa's Kagura!"

Aoi Zhi on the side lowered his head and said tenderly to his eldest son, while Kotanjiro, who was shivering from the cold wind, looked at his father's dancing posture with ignorant eyes.

Tanjiro is still young, so he only thinks that his father is amazing, he can dance in such cold weather.

But Himuraba was different. He watched Tanjuro's dance almost fascinatedly, because he could see that it was not only a Kagura dance, but also contained Tanjuro's understanding of breathing and swordsmanship.

Moreover, compared to ordinary people, Uncle Tanjuro is more like a Vulcan now!

Tanjuro's dancing posture as if his whole body was burning was reflected in his eyes. At that moment, his figure seemed to merge with the Vulcan, and Himura Ren, who was shocked, murmured in his heart.

"It's really beautiful!" Although he was in the cold wind, Fei Cunren smiled unconsciously, and his heart was even hotter.

It's more and more like seeing Uncle Tanjuro's swordsmanship!

The snowflakes were still flying, but the Kagura dance was coming to an end after Tanjuro waved his hands crossed, but this did not mean that everything was over.

"Can I have a competition?" Seeing the end of the sacrifice, Himura Ren approached Tanjuro wearing the fiery red robe, and asked in a low voice.

It's okay not to watch the Kagura dance, after such a Kagura dance that contains the mysteries of Tanjuro's swordsmanship, he really couldn't restrain his itchy hands.

"Competition? Are you sure?" Putting down the sacrificial props in his hand, Tanjuro slightly raised his eyebrows, and said to Feicun with a smile in his eyes, "Yes!"

Maybe it was because the problem of his loss of vitality was solved, or because Fei Cunren's eyes were too enthusiastic, this charcoal seller rarely agreed to try his sword skills.

"Great!" Seeing Tanjuro agreeing, Himura Ren's eyes lit up, and a hearty smile appeared on his face.

"You and the children go back first..."

While persuading his wife, Tanjuro took out a long knife from the basket selling charcoal in the corner of the courtyard, turned his gaze to Himura Ren and signaled them to go out.

Knowing that her husband had his own private affairs, Kui Zhi didn't stop her from asking, but just pulled her child and watched them leave gently.

Because she knew that no matter who Tanjuro was, he was her husband.

The wind whipped up snowflakes, and two people, one big and one small, walked on the snow, leaving a series of footprints.

After walking a long distance, Tanjuro stopped and turned to look at the child behind him, coughed slightly and teased: "Let me explain in advance, ahem, there is a gap between a swordsman with stripes and an ordinary swordsman." A ditch."

"Although I'm here, I also want to see how powerful the so-called striped swordsman is!" Facing Tanjuro's kind reminder, Himura Ren said casually, seemingly indifferently.

Although now he has learned how to breathe and has seen a lot of strange things in this world, he has always maintained sufficient self-confidence in swordsmanship.

"Ahem, cough, then I really won't hold back..." Tanjuro smiled, looking helplessly at the bragging child in front of him.

Well, let's just show this kid a little bit.

"bring it on!"

Himura Ren showed a confident smile on his face, and the corner of Tanjuro's mouth was sunken, and dark red spots climbed up his forehead, holding a long knife in his left hand, but his body remained motionless.

Is this giving me the upper hand?Frowning, seeing Tanjuro's half-smile expression, Himura Ren felt that he was being provoked.

"You chose this yourself," Fei Cunren said with a sly look on his face with his head bowed slightly.

Don't blame me if you lose...

"Cough cough~"

A deep cough sounded, Tanjuro didn't answer, just smiled gently and then looked through Himura Ren's body, clearly seeing the inner workings of his body.

Ah, it is said that the striped swordsman is different from ordinary swordsmen, this child is so naive.

The author has something to say: The sword of Feicun who is about to be forced to doubt her life...

1. Looking at the comments, I found that there was a mistake in the previous article. I wrote that the colorless king represents change. This is my mistake, and it has been corrected.

2. About adding changes, enmmm, I will calculate this based on some data and saved manuscripts. The time is probably after the clamp?

3. Sakaki: It is the leaf with the bell in the hand of the carbon wolf in the anime when he was a child

感谢在2020-01-3023:06:50~2020-01-3123:08:11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 landmine: 2 kindly;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: - May Weiyang - 98 bottles; Miaohongling 10 bottles;

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