Crimson Blade

The sun was shining, and there were three pitch-black crows circling in the sky, while Fei Cunren walked forward on the path on the ground, while gesturing with his hands on his chest:

"Strengthen your lungs to inhale..."

"Then try to get more air into the body parts..."

"Whoo~"

The lungs were slightly inflated due to the inhalation of a large amount of air. Giyuu and Sato puffed up their faces and inhaled to the limit, and then violently exhaled the air in the lungs.

"Cough cough!"

Maybe it was because he exhaled too quickly, so Sato suddenly coughed suddenly, and at the same time asked intermittently in a suspicious tone:

"Are you sure...that's how...practice?"

"Probably?" The single ponytail behind him unconsciously flicked in a big circle, and Fei Cunren blinked innocently and replied with a guilty conscience, "But that's how I practice!"

"......"

Hearing Fei Cunren's uncertain tone, and looking at this guy's vacillating eyes, not only Sato, but also Yiyong were speechless, and there was an inexplicable premonition in his heart that he was on a thief ship .

Is this guy really reliable?Such thoughts involuntarily popped up in their minds.

Perhaps it was because the suspicious gazes of the two people around him were too intense, Fei Cunren's face showed a trace of hotness, and at the same time, he quickly searched his mind for the process of studying the complete works of Changzhong, to see if there were any details fall.

It's just that I seem to be right...

However, the more he searched the memory, the more firmly Himura Ren, who tilted his head and scratched his hair, believed that he had taught the right thing.

As for why Sato and Giyuu can't learn... Well, that must be their own problem!

"Maybe your lung capacity is smaller than normal...?"

After much deliberation, there is only one possibility, with a flick of the ponytail behind him, Fei Cunren looked at his little friend and guessed cautiously: "The lungs can store too little air, so it's natural that you can't practice in Quanzhong·Changzhong. "

"Lung capacity too small?"

Sato, who recovered from the cough, repeated a suspicious look in his eyes, and then subconsciously replied: "I think it's okay, there are still some normal people."

Giyuu looked at Sato who felt good about himself with his deep blue eyes, then compared the breathing difference between the two, and nodded confidently.

"Really, did I make a mistake again?" Himura Ren asked casually with a sad face, "Is your lung capacity really enough to hold your breath underwater for an hour?"

Hold your breath underwater for an hour? ? ?

Observing Himura Ren's expression, he found that the other party didn't look at the joke at all, Kaitu showed a shocked expression on his face, turned his head stiffly and looked at Giyuu who was aside, asking with his eyes.

Can you hold your breath underwater for an hour?

No, I can't do it!Yi Yong was also stunned, his facial expression was completely froze, and he shook his head with heavy eyes.

It's okay, I'm not the only one who thinks it's wrong.

After getting an affirmative reply from his friend, Sato patted his chest, with a relieved expression on his face, and asked hesitantly:

"Are you sure this is a normal level?"

"Ah, isn't it?" Fei Cunren was confused, and then as if remembering something, he clenched his fists and clapped his palms and said suddenly, "It seems that I made a mistake..."

It turned out to be a mistake... Satu, who heard this, smiled and wanted to nod in response.

"One hour is something I could only do after training!" Himuraba rubbed his chin, tilted his head, and said with a look of reminiscence on his face, "If I haven't trained, it's about three to ten minutes, right?"

Thirty...three 10 minutes is a normal human level?

Then you are afraid that you have some misunderstanding of normal people..., Sato couldn't laugh anymore, and complained in his heart with a blank face.Although he can barely hold his breath for 10 minutes, he still knows what a normal person is.

On the other hand, seeing Sakai Usagi deep in thought without refuting, Giyuu had a thoughtful look on his face, and he accepted this setting as a matter of course.

It turns out that three to 10 minutes is the level of a normal person, and I am still far behind!

Seeing that neither Yiyong nor Sato stopped rebutting, Fei Cunren breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and he said that it was the problem of his little friend's lung capacity being too small!

In fact, it can't be blamed for Fei Cunren's lack of common sense. He still knew the level of lung capacity of normal people back then, and even proudly ran to show off when he found out that he could hold his breath for so long.

As a result, his younger brother Kenshin taught him a lesson on the spot, and his teacher dismissed it as normal.

At that time, Fei Cunren, who was in a trance, thought that there was a certain difference between the two worlds, and was completely fooled all the way to the dark.

Time gradually passed with the pace of progress, and when the sun had only the last ray of light, the trio finally arrived at the mission location.

This is a city with a strong artistic atmosphere, and its unique cultural landscape has attracted many artists to live in it. Although the streets are not crowded with people on weekdays, there are still a lot of people.

It was in the evening at this time, and the city under the afterglow of the setting sun inexplicably brought a trace of indistinct hazy beauty. When entering the city, you can see many residents sitting on small stools with paper fans to watch this unique scenery.

The breeze blows across the small river that runs through the city, causing ripples. Everything is so peaceful and peaceful. No one would have thought that more than a dozen people have disappeared in this city in a short period of time, including a member of the Ghost Killing Squad. .

"Quack, this way!"

Standing on his shoulders, Xi let out a hoarse cry, and pointed the three of them in a direction with his jet-black wings. The relatives of the victims lived there, and it was also one of the places where the previous senior of the Ghost Slaying Squad stayed.

After a while, the trio came to the entrance of a courtyard that looked a bit dilapidated. The moment they stepped into the courtyard, Fei Cunren shrugged his nose and frowned slightly, saying:

Why is there a weird smell of ink here?

Although the taste is very light, why does this strange smell make me feel familiar?

"Is anyone here?"

"Ah, is that a member of the Ghost Killing Squad, come in!"

An old voice sounded from inside the house. A gray-haired old woman hunched over and looked at the three of them from a distance, then pointed to the door and signaled Fei Cunren and them to enter the house.

Weird ink smell intensifies...

Looking at the old woman who just appeared in front of him, Fei Cunren looked her up and down silently, with suspicion in his heart, but he walked up without slowing down.

"Please use!"

The tea with white mist was placed in front of the guests, the old lady smiled at Fei Cunren, and while nodding her head to signal for them to drink tea, she asked tremblingly: "Are you here to ask about Nanako's disappearance. "

"Yes, sorry to trouble you!"

There was a faint scent of ink in the air, and Sato took a sip of tea from his teacup, paused slightly, and then asked politely with a smile: "Of course, if you can tell us something else about the previous senior Better."

"Okay!"

After hearing Sato's words, the old woman glanced over the group of children, paused for a moment on Feicun Ren's hair, then sat down slowly and began to talk about the cause and effect.

Why does this old lady like to stare at other people's hair like that female ghost back then?

Yi Yong, who was keenly aware of the old woman's gaze, had a blank expression on the surface, but his eyes revealed a trace of dislike and scrutiny.

The old woman began to talk about the information about the victim, and Saitu nodded in agreement on the surface, as if he was listening to the information seriously.

However, in fact, while sipping tea, he exchanged glances with Fei Cunren countless times, confirming that there was something wrong with the kind-hearted old woman in front of him.

Although Satoshi couldn't smell the strange smell of ink in the air, he was the only one among the three who drank tea, and the tea also had a strange smell.

He didn't realize that the three people in front of him were already wary of him, and the old woman continued to tell the victim's news, but there was a missing point in what she said.

"Excuse me, did the missing people leave any clues, such as bloodstains and the like..." Himura Ren, who noticed this, flicked the single ponytail on his shoulders behind him, and asked with a smile.

However, the old woman's cloudy eyeballs rolled around, her head tilted stiffly, she first glanced at the swaying scarlet single ponytail, then shook her head to express that she hadn't heard such rumors.

This is strange, Fei Cunren raised his eyebrows, with a suspicious look on his face, his eyes met Yiyong and Sato who were next to him, and then politely said to the old woman with a smirk:

"I'm sorry to trouble you today!"

"It's okay, it's an old bone, it's good to help you."

A slightly stiff smile appeared on the old woman's wrinkled face, and then she asked tremblingly, "Would you like to live here now, anyway, I'm the only old woman living here."

"No, no need."

From the corner of the eye, he glanced at the simple layout of the house, as well as the pots and pans that looked a little old and dusty. Fei Cunren stood up and refused with a smile. between handles.

"bass!"

There was a clear chirping of the knife, and the long knife slashed at the old woman's weak-looking body with a low dragon's roar.

This was a tentative attack, with Fei Cunren's control over the sword, as long as the old woman didn't show anything different from ordinary people, he would definitely control it so as not to hurt her.

Seeing the silver-white knife light approaching, the old woman stood there tremblingly, as if she hadn't reacted, her face was at a loss.

Am I mistaken?

Just when Fei Cun Ren wanted to control the knife and finally stopped within one centimeter of the old man's neck, the old man who finally couldn't bear it gave a vicious look at Fei Cun Ren, but his body suddenly melted into wet ink and fell on the ground. on the floor.

The scene in front of him was so magical that Satu, who was supposed to make up the knife, paused, and then watched helplessly as the pool of ink went straight to a blank scroll hanging on the wall.

Fortunately, the next second, the black hair that was bundled up behind him rose slightly, and Yiyong held the blade mat with waves and slashed at the ink that was crawling rapidly on the ground.

The ink was split into two puddles, one puddle was stopped by Sato who reacted, but the other puddle still sank into the scroll unabated.