Crimson Blade

It may be that he was too eager to hear the news of his wife's fainting. By the time Himura Ren chased him out, Makishourou had already disappeared. Fortunately, the relatively weak Kyojuro and his younger brother did not go far.

"and many more!"

Seeing that Xing Shoulang was about to leave, with a flash of his figure, Fei Cunren quickly grabbed him and asked:

"If you can take me to your house, I may be able to cure your mother."

"Really?" Before Xing Shoulang could answer, the new boy beside him asked anxiously.

Because he knew that his mother's illness had been going on for a long time, they also invited many doctors to see her, but each doctor finally shook his head to express his helplessness.

"I'll try my best..."

Taking a deep look at the little boy, Fei Cunren didn't say anything, just said that he could give it a try, but he muttered in his heart why the whole family looks alike.

"Let's go then!"

Maybe it was because he was too worried about his mother, and because he had a good personality, Himura Ren and the others were members of the Demon Slayer Squad, Xing Julang replied without too much entanglement.

The Purgatory family is located in the center of the village. From the outside, their yard looks very large, but when Fei Cunren walked in, he found that the inside was very simple.

This made Fei Cunren a little surprised, because the salary of ordinary members of the Ghost Killing Squad was higher than that of ordinary people, let alone Zhu, who did not expect that the purgatory family would be so frugal.

He didn't entertain too much Himura Ren and Giyong who came to his home, Xing Julang ran to his mother's room with small steps, his golden pupils were full of worry.

Ever since his father fell into decadence, his mother Ruhuo was the only one who kept encouraging him and supporting him. If even his mother was gone, Kyojuro really didn't know what he would do.

Purgatory Ruho's room also upholds the simplicity of Purgatory's home, with only some simple furniture. At this time, Ruhuo, the hostess, is lying on the tatami mat with loose hair and a pale face.

"Mother!"

The young man's impatient and worried shouts startled Makijuro who was sitting on the edge of the tatami. At this time, Makijuro looked at his wife with a serious expression, and there was a bit of dead silence in his originally decadent eyes.

"I'm sorry... Madam Ling's illness is at an advanced stage, I'm afraid there's nothing I can do." The doctor holding the medicine box next to him shook his head apologetically and said in a low voice.

I'm really incompetent, I can't even protect my wife...

Sitting there numbly, Makijuro finally came to his face with pain, he lamented his own incompetence, and was angry at God's injustice.

"how come…"

At this time, even Xing Shoulang, who had a cheerful personality and usually spoke like a flame, became silent after hearing the doctor's words, and he muttered to himself absently while holding the door frame.

"Please look again, doctor, why can't you do anything?" Standing beside Xingshourou, Qianshourou didn't want to believe such a result and continued to plead.

"Madam Ling's illness has dragged on for too long, and her body is so exhausted that any medicine stone is useless." The doctor shook his head to express his helplessness.

In fact, if the time had been a few months earlier and Ruhuo's health hadn't been as bad as it is now, then he might still have a way to bring her back.

It's just that now...it's too late!

"Then may I ask, if you can fill the deficiency of this lady's body, can you treat her like that?" Sensing the dull atmosphere in the room, after hearing the doctor's explanation, Himura Ren asked tentatively.

Although he doesn't know medical skills and can't solve the lady's illness, his ability can provide vitality to fill the deficiency in the lady's body.

"How did you get in?"

However, before the doctor could reply, the red-eyed Makijuro asked fiercely, "Who allowed you to come in to see how incompetent I am that I can't even save my own wife?"

As he spoke, Makijuro, who was a little emotional, stood up directly from the tatami, strode up to Himura Ren, and stretched out his hand to grab his collar.

Makijuro is very tall, at least taller than Himura Ren who is just 1 meters tall, so standing side by side makes others feel that the thin and short Himura Ren is helpless.

"Father!"

Seeing Makijurou's rough behavior, Kyojurou, who invited Himurabane over, shouted anxiously, and then quickly tried to grab his father's sleeve.

"He's here to help!" A cold voice sounded in the room with a hint of annoyance.

Before Kyojuro could make a move, Yoshiyuki behind Himuraba took a step forward, holding Makijuro's outstretched wrist tightly with one hand, the emotion in his dark blue eyes was like a sea rolling in a storm break out.

"Help, hum, I'm afraid I'm just here to see a joke!" Makijuro replied in a mocking tone as he flung his hand away casually from Giyuu's obstruction.

"What can he do as a brat!"

"Is there a way for me to try it and then I'll know..."

Faced with Makijuro's ridicule, Himura Ren was not as angry as he imagined, but just cast a glance at the other party and replied calmly.

Because he could tell that although the middle-aged man in front of him was decadent, he loved his wife very much.In other words, if he could, he would not delay his wife's illness until now.

So why did his wife's failure take so long?

The biggest possibility is that he, as the pillar of the ghost killing team, travels around killing ghosts all year round, so he doesn't have extra time to spend with his family, and naturally he doesn't pay attention to his wife's illness, which is why such a tragedy has happened now.

Seeing that Makijuro continued to taunt emotionally, Himura Ren took a step forward, pushed his body away, and said with a hint of resentment in his tone:

"Stop looking so decadent, I don't know what you've been through, but I know you will never be an incompetent as Zhu."

"Didn't you think how sad your appearance would make this seriously ill lady?"

"My husband, who was clearly a hero, suddenly became like this. I think her aggravation of illness is also due to her worrying about you!"

His hands were tightly clenched into fists, and his nails had inadvertently pierced into his palms. Makijuro, who was yelling everywhere like a violent bull, suddenly fell silent, and his blond hair like flames was just like his mood. gloomy.

He hated himself for being incapable of saving ordinary people from the hands of ghosts, and also hated himself for being too careless to pay attention to his wife's condition.

The phantom of the huge sword with a hint of blackness in the transparency floated over the purgatory house. Seeing that Makijuro did not stop him, Himuraba went directly to the tatami where Ruho was lying, and began to inject vitality into the woman.

Although only a small part of the vitality flowed in, Ruhuo's complexion changed from pale to rosy, and there was an extremely obvious change.

"Doctor, is this okay?" Feeling almost done, Himura Ren stepped aside and asked the doctor.

"This...how did you do it!"

The doctor who saw this scene with his own eyes was shocked. He looked at Fei Cunren excitedly, and even wanted to rush forward to question him.

What does that guy want to do to Ah Ren?

Seeing the doctor's appearance of rushing over at any time, Yiyong moved towards Feicunren calmly, and at the same time observed the movement of the purgatory family members vigilantly.

"Uh, this is a little bit of my innate ability..." Fei Cunren blinked unconsciously and replied casually with a slightly vacant look in his eyes.

"It's just a little bit to make up for the deficiency of this lady's body. Her illness still needs your treatment."

"That's enough. Originally, I couldn't save Madam because she was too weak to take strong medicine."

The doctor's lips were trembling with excitement, and then, as if thinking of something, he took a step forward to grab Himura Ren's hand and asked excitedly: "Do you want to learn medicine with me? It's really good to learn medicine with this kind of ability. It's so fitting!"

Watching the doctor's movements, Yiyong calmly blocked the doctor's overstretched hand, and then stood in front of the rushing doctor as if nothing happened, refusing to give in.

"No, no, it's not necessary..." Moving back quietly, Fei Cunren replied with a twitching corner of his mouth.

"Ruhuo... is there any help?!"

It wasn't until this moment that Makijuro, who was stunned by the good news, fully reacted, and asked with a trembling voice.

"Yes!" The doctor replied in the affirmative.

"Great!"

The originally decadent Makijuro swayed as if he was relieved, and there was a trace of rejoicing in his closed and opened eyes, and the joy that he would never lose his wife again.

"Your ability..."

As if thinking of something, this Yuan Yanzhu looked at Fei Cunren with complicated eyes, and at this moment, Yiyong also froze in his heart, and unconsciously put his hand on the handle of the knife.

"Forget it!" The words paused, Makijuro was silent for a while, and finally thanked in a hoarse voice:

"Thank you!"

"No need..., this is what I should do." Himura Ren shook his head, although he was surprised that Makijuro didn't question the source of his ability, he felt it was natural.

After all, no matter how decadent that middle-aged man is, he is still a swordsman of the Ghost Killing Squad, a hero who fights in the dark with a human body, and will not doubt his companions at will.Coupled with the hope that Himura Ren gave his wife a cure, it's not surprising that Maki Juro didn't pursue it.

"I think you should cheer up and care about your son more than this. As a father, you should be responsible for your children."

The clear voice of the young man made Makijuro stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at his two sons next to him.

The first thing that catches the eye is Senshourou with his head up. His youngest son, who has no talent for swordsmanship, looks at him with admiration in his eyes, while the older son Xingshourou beside him has firm eyes, and the flame-like momentum around him is like Very much the original self.

"I understand!"

With a hoarse voice of guilt, Makijuro closed his eyes, feeling inexplicably sour in his heart and at the same time he understood the mistake he made.

The aura on his body began to change, it was a kind of settled flame, it didn't have the heat that Xing Jurou could easily let others feel, but simply burned himself in silence.

It's good to wake up, Fei Cunren smiled slightly, and left the purgatory house with Yiyong after seeing that there was no place that needed his help. After all, Tsubaki was still waiting for them to collect firewood and go back.

"Hahaha!"

There was the sound of children's laughter on the side of the village path, and Giyong who was following behind Feicun Ren didn't know what was thinking in his mind. He spoke a word.

"Because you are dazzling, and I want to become stronger."

Because you are dazzling, I admire you; because I want to fight with you, I want to become stronger.

It is precisely because of these that I joined the Ghost Slayer Squad.

Eh?

Still thinking about what happened to the Purgatory family just now, wondering if he could go to ask for some sword skills next time, Fei Cunren froze for a moment, stopped on the spot and tilted his head.

However, the succinct Giyuu didn't intend to explain, instead, his cheeks were a little hot, and he quickened his pace and passed by Fei Cunren.

Is this guy answering the previous question?

Fei Cunren, who stayed in place, took a while to sort out his thoughts, and then showed a slight smile.

Pfft, so cute!