Crimson Blade

In the dark space, countless sliding doors were arranged in a patchwork pattern, and a trace of fear flashed in the depths of the scarlet pupils. Oni Wu Tsuji stood on a wooden floor in a black dark pattern kimono with complicated patterns.

How is it possible, that guy actually has descendants! ?

Recalling the familiar pair of sun wheel earrings in his mind, the face of the ghost king who mimicked a woman was slightly gloomy, with disbelief and a hint of anger on his face.

Xiang Kai, that trash, was actually beheaded in a moment.

He couldn't even test that guy's strength!

The fingers with sharp nails were gathered in the sleeves and trembled slightly, and the veins on Gui Wu Tsuji's pale face were bulging, his expression was full of rage, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his blood-like eyes.

What's the use of asking them to quit?

No, not just winding down...

Suddenly remembering Tong Mo's serious injury last time, Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mian's expression flickered, and there was a trace of hesitation in his movements.

If it is said that Xiang Kai who met the descendant of Rihu was bad luck, he died because of his lack of strength.

What about Tong Mo?

In the dim space, countless rooms began to move, but after a while, five evil ghosts who looked different from ordinary people, their faces were slightly pale, and there were numbers in their eyes were brought to the ghost king by the moving wooden board.

"Mr. Miserable!"

The reverent cries of his subordinates awakened Mumai Tsuji who was deep in thought. Looking at these weak beings, a trace of disgust flashed in its scarlet pupils.

Maybe I underestimated the Ghost Slayer Squad too much...

Since some of them can seriously injure Tong Mo, it means that if they continue to grow, they may pose a threat to themselves.

"Boom!"

In the process of Oni Wu Tsuji's deep contemplation, all the Kazuru who saw his boss not moving, were driven by panic or respect, knelt down and bowed their heads to express their submission.

"Xiang Kai is dead!"

The woman's indifferent voice sounded, causing the five kneeling ghosts to tremble.

"Tell me, why on earth can the winding position remain unchanged for hundreds of years..."

"How many times have you changed the strings?"

The arrogant and cold voice echoed in this dim space, Gui Wu Tsuji looked at these trembling subordinates, and sneered with his red lips:

"I thought and thought, you can't even deal with the ghost killing team as humans, so what use do I need you trash?"

As soon as the words fell, ferocious and ugly tentacles appeared from behind Kiwu Tsuji, with a little human eagerness, as if they wanted to devour the kneeling waste in front of them.

"Boom!"

"Big... my lord!"

His head hit the wooden floor heavily, the fourth of the lower string was engraved in his pupils, the white-haired female ghost with two horns on top of his head trembled in fright, and stammered:

"Please give us one more chance, mere Ghost Slayer Squad, as long as your lord orders..."

"I need to take the initiative to tell you this kind of thing!?"

"It should be you trash who took the initiative to find trouble with the Ghost Killing Squad!"

The sharp nails pointed at the first female ghost who spoke. As the king of ghosts, Onimai Tsuji Muchan spoke furiously, but at the same time waved the hand with the sharp nails lightly.

But in an instant, the head of the fourth of the lower strings flew upside down.

It was obvious that the heads of his colleagues had all fallen off, but the rest of the ghosts who were kneeling on the ground were all relieved.

It's just that the head fell off, and he just put it back on. It's already extremely merciful for Mr. Wu Mi not to turn that guy into a meat paste.

"After wasting so much of my blood, how did you create idiots like you!"

Because of the compactness of his speech, his chest moved up and down in a hurry. He squinted his scarlet eyes and glanced at the remaining silent subordinates. Guiwu Tsuji paused slightly, and then said unhurriedly:

"Since someone offered to give you another chance, I'm very kind, so that's okay."

"As long as you can kill a Zhu in the next six months, then I will allow you to leave a dog's life."

Some of the evil spirits began to breathe quickly, feeling the thoughts in the minds of their subordinates, a sneer flashed on Gui Wu Tsuji Wumai's face, and a trace of disgust flashed in his scarlet eyes.

Is the pillar of the Ghost Slayer Squad scarier than me?

There are still people who dare not face the upper column!

The hideous tentacles behind him seemed to have been ordered to rush towards a ghost with short black hair and a cross scar on his forehead.

But in an instant, the evil spirit was swallowed up, leaving only a pool of blood on the ground.

The pupils of the remaining evil spirits dilated slightly, and their bodies froze and did not dare to move. Ghost Wu Tsuji, who had killed chickens and monkeys before, saw this scene, and tapped his chin in satisfaction and continued:

"Besides, if you can kill a dark red-haired swordsman wearing a black and yellow checkered haori, with sun ring earrings."

"As long as you hold his head and come to me, not only can you survive, but you can also get a lot of blood from me."

"Yes!"

The sound of the pipa sounded, the dim space changed again, and the rest of the lower strings disappeared in front of his eyes. With a flick of his sleeves in his kimono, Onimai Tsuji Musai slowly walked away on the wooden boards that automatically formed the road.

I hope those idiots can create more value before they die. It would be great if they could use some information about that man who looks like Ji Guoyuan!

As for myself... well, let's go dormant for a while!

On one side, Oniwu Tsuji Muyou issued an arrest warrant for the remaining pillars of the Ghost Slaying Squad, while on the other hand, Tanjuro, the culprit who caused Xia Xiangui to be so hard-working, went to the village where he would settle in the future with Kyojuro.

"It turns out that you are the swordsman who has turned on the stripes in Ah Ren's mouth!" After some careful inquiries, Xing Shoulang clapped his palms and said suddenly.

"Well, it turns out that Xiaoren mentioned me to you!"

Walking beside the donkey cart, the black and yellow checkered feathers fluttered slightly, while Tanjuro prevented the playful children from leaving his sight, on the other hand he said to Xingjurou in an easy-going tone.

At this time, they were already very close to their destination, and the afterglow of the setting sun was shining on the earth. From a distance, they could even see wisps of cooking smoke rising up.

"This is a quiet and peaceful place..." Tanjuro said with a chuckle, feeling the atmosphere in the small village.

Beside him, Aoi is hugging Takeo and observing the place where they will live in the future, while Mizuko and Kotanjiro are blinking their eyes and looking around curiously.

"Father?!"

The Zaomen family was feeling the regional customs here, and Xing Shoulang shouted with some doubts and disbelief after seeing his father's fiery golden hair from a distance.

Because he had gotten used to his father's decadence some time ago, he never thought that Makijuro would be waiting for him at the entrance of the village.

"Ok!"

On the surface, Makijuro seemed to be very calm in reply, but actually he was a little ashamed by his child's unbelievable tone.

It seems that I was really ashamed of Xing Shourou at the beginning...

There was a slight guilt in his heart, and then he turned his eyes, and Makijuro saw the seemingly ordinary but flawless man next to his son, and the pair of sun ring earrings hanging from his ears.

That's... the breath earrings of the first generation of the sun!

The golden-red pupils shrank fiercely. As the inheritor of the breath of flame with a long history, Makijuro recognized the pair of iconic earrings in an instant.

"who are you?"

His figure flashed on the spot, and in an instant, Makijuro, who was casually dressed in kimono as usual, appeared in front of the Kamado family, and then asked with piercing eyes.

"oops!"

Seeing the middle-aged man appearing suddenly, Kotanjiro and Midouko who were still looking around curiously were obviously taken aback, let out a little scared exclamation, and then hugged one of their father's thighs .

"it's okay no problem!"

Tanjuro patted the children's backs gently with hands that were a bit rough due to long-term farm work. Tanjuro calmed down his children's emotions first, then looked at Makijuro with a slight frown, and said in a serious tone:

"I'm afraid this gentleman is too rude. He scared my children."

"Feel sorry!"

At this time, Makijuro also realized that his behavior was a bit inappropriate, and immediately bowed slightly to express his apology, then pointed to Tanjuro's earrings and asked excitedly: "This pair of earrings..., may I ask you?" A descendant of the Breath of the Sun?"

Um? !What is the breath of the day?

Tanjuro raised his eyebrows slightly, and Tanjuro, who lightly touched the earrings, shook his head and said thoughtfully:

"I'm not a descendant of the sun's breath you said. My breath is named Kagura, the god of fire. This pair of earrings is only passed down from my ancestors."

"Is that so?"

"However, according to the ancient books, your pair of earrings are indeed the pair worn by the founder of the breathing method."

"That may be because the other party has friendship with his ancestors..."

Tanjuro recalled the admonitions handed down by his family, with a gentle smile on his face, he said: "Because my family's god of fire, Kagura, is said to be handed down after being taught by a very powerful swordsman to our ancestors. .”

"I see!"

Slightly stunned for a moment, Makijuro, who was too excited to see this pair of earrings for the first time, returned to his brain. After a little thought, Makijuro understood, and then introduced himself:

"My name is Purgatory Makijuro, and I am Kyojuro's father, and also the current Yanzhu of the Demon Slayer Squad protecting this area."

Is there such a powerful swordsman protecting this place? That way the safety is guaranteed!There was a flash of clarity in his eyes, Makijuro's strength was invisible to Tanjurou who could see through the world clearly.

"Then, where is our family's assigned residence?" Tanjuro asked politely.

"It should be next to Tomioka's house. This is what the owner of that family strongly requested after hearing that you were going to move here."

"It seems to be because the kid Himuraba and the younger brother of the hostess are very good friends..."

"Ah, it's someone Xiaoba knows!" Tanjuro said with a smile on his face, with a hint of surprise on his face, "That's not bad!"