Crimson Blade

The dawn's sunlight penetrated the night, and the long selection was finally over. The remaining evil spirits retreated into the dark lair, and the swordsmen who had survived the selection sat on the ground exhaustedly, with expressions that were finally over.

As time goes by, the sun slowly rises from the horizon until it fills the earth with light.

The single ponytail behind him was swaying in the wind, Himura Ren tilted his head and walked to the open space talking and laughing with Sato, while the expressionless Giyuu silently followed behind them and stared at their backs, the dark blue There was a bit of resentment in the eyes.

At this time, in front of the torii gate, many swordsmen who had passed the selection had already walked out of the mountain. They were whispering and discussing what happened during the selection in low voices with lingering fears in their hearts.

"Lord Tianyin, this selection is a bit strange, too many swordsmen have passed."

The white-haired woman in a purple kimono had a dignified smile on her face, and her head was slightly tilted, listening to the report of the swordsman of the Demon Slayer Squad who was protecting her.

Too many swordsmen to pass?

Not far away, Himura Ren, who has always been in the complete work of Changzhong, moved his ears, and continued to chat with Satu absent-mindedly on the surface, but actually blinked a little guilty and began to eavesdrop.

"is it a lot?"

Miyayashiki Amane, who organized the final selection for the first time, looked around, roughly estimated the number of people, and asked in a low voice with a slight frown.

"Yes!" The swordsman of the Demon Slayer Squad bent over respectfully nodded, and said in a confused tone, "According to the past, the number of people who pass the selection is usually about five."

"But the number of swordsmen who have appeared now has reached ten..."

"That's it!" The white hair on the sideburns shook slightly, and a flash of understanding flashed in Miyashiki Amane's eyes and she nodded back.

It seems that there was indeed an accident in this selection~

Uh, I hope they won't find out that the abnormal number of passing numbers is related to me and Satu and the others...

On the other hand, Fei Cunren, who had listened to the conversation from the beginning to the end, had a strange expression on his face, touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment, and glanced at him with faint eyes.

On the other side, after checking that the time was about the same, Tianyin clapped her hands to attract everyone's attention, then said with a smile on her white hair, "Congratulations to everyone who passed the selection, and the next step is to choose the original iron."

"And after choosing the original iron, you will also join the ghost killing team."

"Great!"

The surviving swordsmen cheered softly, as if everyone was happy to join the Demon Slayer Squad next, and Sabito smiled softly when he saw this scene.

"But..." The words paused here, fingers lightly brushed the white hair next to her ear, and Tianyin's smile became more ruthless.

"Are you really ready to face more powerful evil spirits, are you really...willing to sacrifice your life for the cause of killing ghosts?"

"You must know that the ghosts in the selection are only the weakest, and there are more powerful evil ghosts wandering outside, but do you really have the courage and strength to face them?"

The cheers in the arena gradually faded away, and some swordsmen who were fishing in troubled waters were aroused by Tianyin's words to fear when facing ghosts during the selection, and some timid ones even trembled in their legs.

so smart~

Knowing that some swordsmen do not rely on their strength to pass, so they deliberately hit their fearful hearts, so that they can scare away some people who are not strong enough without bloodshed. Fei Cunren, who took this scene into his eyes, sighed in his heart.

Although these people with insufficient strength were able to pass because of meddling with Satu and the others, this did not prevent Himura Ren from admiring the young-looking woman in front of him.

"If you really think you're okay, then please." Finally, the white-haired Tian Yin smiled and moved away, her purple kimono cuffs swaying, and her hands made a gesture of please.

At this time, because Tianyin got out of the way, everyone could clearly see various iron ores on the stone table behind her.

For a moment, the swordsmen present looked at each other in blank dismay, while those who passed the selection by luck were full of entanglements.

But a guy like Fei Cunren who is extremely confident in himself has no such worries. Instead, his eyes are bright and he jumps to the stone table after a few steps, carefully selecting his own iron ore.

Yiyong followed closely behind, but Sato glanced at the swordsman who was still hesitating in the field, with complex eyes and a low sigh before following his partner.

The seven-day selection ended in this way. Because he had to wait for the casted Japanese sword, Himura Ren, who did not plan to return to Zaomen's house, fiddled with the crow he had just obtained, and followed Giyuu and the others to Mount Sagiri .

The Sawu Mountain under the afterglow did not change much, except for Lin Taki's tone of joy and a hint of relief when his disciple returned safely, the mountain forest was still shrouded in a faint mist.

In the small wooden house at night, in order to celebrate Yiyong and Sato's successful selection, a group of people were eating sukiyaki in front of the fire and talking about interesting experiences in the selection, and Sato accidentally said that they chased and killed evil spirits thing.

"What a nonsense!"

When he heard that his disciples actually ran to kill most of the evil spirits in the selection, Rinaki Zuojin waved his sleeves for the first time, his face turning into anger instead, and he scolded in an extremely serious tone.

Startled by his teacher's suddenly raised voice, Sato, who was happily eating sukiyaki, shook his hands and froze, while Giyuu looked at Ryotaki's expressionless face A trace of caution was squeezed out abruptly.

"Forget about Ah Ren, his strength is not bad in the Ghost Killing Squad."

"How dare you two fledgling brats do this, aren't you afraid of not being strong enough to miss?"

A voice full of anger resounded in the wooden house, glanced at his two disciples who shrunk their heads, Lin Takizuo was furious for the first time, but also had a little bit of fear.

Fortunately, they finally came back safely...

"Humph!"

Thinking that his disciple might not be able to come back because of his death, Lin Taki let out a cold snort and shook his cuff with splashes, his old right hand crossed the sukiyaki pot and gave Yiyong and Satu a hard blow.

"Hi~"

Yiyong and Sato lowered their heads and covered their foreheads, their movements were inexplicably aggrieved, while Fei Cunren, who was not affected by the incident, stopped in the middle with a face full of embarrassment and tried to ease the atmosphere: "Quiet your anger~"

"Hmph, you're lucky to have passed the selection without missing any arms or legs!" Lin Taki said coldly, still angry.

Phew, it's terrible!

Seeing that his teacher finally stopped scolding, Sato and Giyuu looked at each other, and they both saw a sigh of relief in each other's eyes.

On the other hand, Fei Cunren watched the small movements of the two of them, covering his mouth and laughing gloatingly, and unconsciously put his hand on Yiyong's shoulder, which made it difficult for him to recover from his teacher's scolding Yiyong froze.

The warm body temperature still penetrated through the thin summer clothes, and Yiyong, who rarely had close contact with people, was at a loss.Just when his expressionless face was about to crack, Fei Cunren withdrew his hand and let him go in time.

Huh, Yiyong breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and his stiff body relaxed a little.

The atmosphere began to ease, and under the coordination of the food, Rinaki, who ate with his head down, no longer blamed his disciples, and the topic shifted from selection to swordsmanship.

"Ah Ren, have you already practiced the complete concentration · Changzhong?" The tengu mask was lifted slightly, Rinaki Zuo asked abruptly while eating the food in the bowl.

"Well, yes!" Because there was something stuffed in his mouth, Himura Ren's words were a little vague.

"So can I ask you to temporarily form a team with Sato Yoshiyuki to teach them Quanzhong·Changzhong when you perform the next mission?" The old voice sounded again, but the content of the words was so amazing.

"Ahem, I teach?"

Himura Baba, who was eating sukiyaki hot pot, was taken aback by Ryotaki Sato's last words, and questioned after coughing a few times.

I've never taught anyone before, with the single ponytail drooping behind her, Fei Cunren wailed inwardly, but after thinking about it, she felt something was wrong.

Didn't the complete works of Changzhong become mastered after practice, and still need to be taught?

The author has something to say: If I am not mistaken, the lord and his wife should have just got married?

感谢在2020-02-0322:58:11~2020-02-0423:28:08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 of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of fragrance after the rain;

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