Crimson Blade

In the wooden house, the soup in the sukiyaki pot kept tumbling. Although Himuraba thought that he could concentrate on the complete concentration and Changzhong by himself, but seeing Rinaki's extremely serious attitude, he still didn't dare to say it out loud.

enmm, I always feel that if I say it, I will be beaten...

"Of course, since it's a three-person team, the difficulty of the tasks you perform will naturally be much higher." The chopsticks were lightly placed on the side of the table, and after waving their sleeves, they were placed on their knees. Rinaki Zuojin added in a serious tone .

"And after Sato and Yoshiyuki have learned the complete collection · Changzhong, the team will be disbanded, and you will complete your respective tasks."

"How is this?"

"It doesn't matter to me!" Tilting his head slightly, and shaking his ponytail behind him a few times, Fei Cunren picked up the vegetables in the bowl and said casually, anyway, it was his wish to face a stronger ghost.

Are you teaming up with Aren?On the other hand, Yiyong nodded slightly expressionlessly, and a trace of longing flashed in his drooping dark blue eyes.

Alas, don't you wonder why the teacher doesn't teach us himself?

Seeing how the friends around him accepted the good looks, Sato, who was sitting cross-legged at the table, raised his eyebrows, sighed and opened his mouth in response: "Okay!"

Seeing that his disciples responded, and put a piece of coal into the stove with the pliers in his right hand, Tanlin Taki left a slight smile of relief on the corner of his mouth.

In fact, he originally thought that Giyuu and Sato's swordsmanship still needed to be sharpened, and that they would not be able to learn the complete collection · Changzhong in a short time, so he planned to let them complete the task of the ghost killing team for a period of time in the future, and then he would teach them himself when he had free time.

But only now did he discover that the abilities of his two disciples had long exceeded his original expectations, but at this moment they had to perform tasks for a period of time, so he could only ask Fei Cunren to help teach them first.

"I will leave Giyong and Sato to you for the time being!"

The strong aroma of food filled the air, thinking that Himura Ren was a genius, Ryotaki subconsciously thought that it should be fine for him to teach others, but he didn't know that sometimes learning fast may not necessarily teach well.

"Leave it to me!" With a confident smile on his face, Fei Cunren replied with a quick blink of his eyes.

Confused by Himurabane's swearing expression, the cuffs of the light blue spray haori swayed slightly, Rinaki pushed the tengu mask with signs of slipping on his forehead and said in satisfaction:

"I think you should be fine, but you still have to pay attention when completing the task. After all, the ghosts you will face are existences that other low-level members can't solve for the time being."

Is that so?

The old voice echoed in the wooden house, listening to his teacher's admonition, Giyuu took a deep breath, tightened his hands holding the chopsticks, and secretly glanced at Himura Blade Shinmichi with his dark blue eyes.

At least this time I can participate in the battle, instead of just standing aside and watching others fight like before.

Fei Cunren, who was eating with a bowl, looked at the serious look of his little partner, dared to swallow the food in his mouth and nodded in agreement.

Gradually, the dinner was coming to an end. Sato and Giyuu returned to their room after packing up the tableware, but Himura Ren deliberately stayed behind and asked Ryotaki in a low voice:

"I want to ask, um...does the Demon Slayer Squad have any swordsmen with stripes like that?"

Because after seeing Tanjuro's strength, he was really curious whether there were any swordsmen of this level in the Demon Slayer Squad, but he was embarrassed to ask in public.

After all, wouldn't it be embarrassing if there wasn't one?

"Stripes? Are you referring to tattoos?" Moonlight fell on the wooden floor through the window, and Rinaki Sakinji, who was also a little sleepy, didn't realize it all of a sudden, and asked subconsciously.

"No no no, no!"

After receiving the answer, Fei Cunren froze and waved his hands, walking towards his bedroom with a trace of embarrassment on his face, while hesitatingly replied: "It's okay, I'll just ask."

Fortunately, I didn't ask when there were many people. I didn't expect that the Demon Slayer Squad really didn't have that kind of striped swordsman like Uncle Tanjuro. He stuck out his tongue and thought.

If there is and I have seen it, how could I not realize that it would be a tattoo when I said stripes?

"Squeak!"

The door of Fei Cunren's bedroom closed slowly, and Lin Taki raised his brows under the mask for the next time, and was about to turn around and go back to the room to rest.

A swordsman with stripes...

Thinking about the stripes that Fei Cunren just said in his heart, Rinaki, who was walking towards the room, suddenly paused, and his mind suddenly turned around.

That kid just now doesn't mean the kind of swordsman from ancient times, right?

No, it shouldn't be possible, even in the Ghost Slayer Squad, not many people know about Zebra.

And now there are basically no such swordsmen, so how can the child know it?The sleeves of the light blue spray haori swayed, and the old sword with the face of the tengu smiled and shook his head and said.

On the other side, Tanjuro, who was coaxing the child to sleep at home, suddenly sneezed, wondering who was thinking about him?

Time passed in the blink of an eye, and a few days later, the swordsmith sent the special Japanese sword to Sagiri Mountain.

The sun wheel sword is called the color-changing blade, probably because Sato and Giyuu both breathe water, so the color of their blades is blue with only a slight difference.

Himura Blade is different, his blade is a beautiful crimson, which is the color of blood, and this color is very rare according to the swordsmith.

Of course, compared to this, he actually cared more about the feel of the new knife and the special scabbard.

Because Himura Ren is better at using his left hand, but his right hand does not have hidden wounds like in the previous world, so he hopes that a certain length of blade can be attached to the scabbard, so that when necessary, he can swing out the scabbard with his right hand to attack The deadly point of the enemy blade.

But... After comparing the size of the uniform he received with the size of the uniform of Kazuyong next to him, Himura Ren widened his eyes angrily and whispered to Yoshiyuki: "Why do I feel that your uniform is bigger than mine? number one?"

"Obviously we are short in stature..., only a few centimeters away!"

Casting his eyes at Yiyong's head, which was obviously higher than that, and throwing a small arc behind him with a single ponytail, Fei Cunren held the uniform in both hands and turned around, speaking with a hint of reluctance in his voice.

This is more than a few centimeters off, at least □□ centimeters are still there. Satoshi secretly stepped back a few steps, compared the height of Himura Ren and Yiyong, and complained silently in his heart.

Hiss~, obviously the height difference between the two of them wasn't that much back then?

"Ahem, Ah Ren, you need to supplement more nutrition, your height will not be good if you continue like this!" Covering his mouth and pretending to cough to hide his smile, Rinaki Sakino interrupted solemnly.

Don't think I didn't hear you laughing!Grieving and indignant, Himura Blade held the uniform in his hand and gritted his teeth secretly, I just haven't developed yet!

But when he thought about his previous life, which was only 1.6 meters tall, and his younger brother Himura Kenshin's height of 1.5 meters, he felt a little autistic again.

The crows hovered above their heads, and the teenagers with immature faces changed into the unique black uniforms of the Ghost Killing Squad, with a long knife pinned to their waists, ready to go.

Because his own crow matches his hair color very well, and his eyes are also a rare vermilion, which is somewhat similar to the afterglow of the setting sun, so Fei Cun Ren named it Xi.

"Northwest, go to the northwest!" A hoarse crow sounded from the air, and Xi fluttered his wings to guide Fei Cunren and the others in their direction.

"Then goodbye, Senior Rinaki!"

"Goodbye, teacher!"

The farewell sounds of the teenagers intertwined, and Rinaki standing in front of the wooden house sincerely prayed for their safe return.

The author has something to say: a little about the daily life before opening a new copy, and happy Lantern Festival!

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