The Handmade Blogger's Guide to Salvation

Yu Shenshe, who had no idea what happened in this world, stayed in Forging Sword Village, but at this moment, there were two more loyal guards by his side.

Two tall and handsome men with swords...Higakiri and Yamabukiri Nagayoshi.

In the new environment, Nagayoshi Yamabuchi is relatively silent. He chooses to stay next to the IKEA god-judgment all the time. He is surprised and delighted to watch Hiroshin Shima make the Yushen sword, while lamenting what else in the world is his own god-judger Will not.

On the other hand, Hidekiri was much more extroverted.

"Sorry, I want to make sure... your sword aura just now was in the shape of a heart, right?" Mustache clicked his lips, not knowing whether he was sighing or envious, "That's great, don't you want such a dazzling visual effect?" Will you give money to the screenwriter?"

Purgatory Anjurou took a step back uncomfortably, avoiding the approaching face of Higakiri, "I don't understand what you mean... If you also learn the breath of love, you can achieve the same effect."

Mustache scratched his head.

"Oh, but my memory is not very good, I probably can't learn it, for example..."

Mustache paused.

"Your sword aura just now was in the shape of a heart, right? You wouldn't give the screenwriter money for such a dazzling visual effect, would you?"

Purgatory Xingshoulang:? ? ? ? ?

This is called bad memory?This is clearly a loss of wisdom!This last sentence is less than 400 words from now, so I can't remember it?

Purgatory Kyojurou was suspecting that Higiri was pretending to be stupid, but Higiri turned around rather bored... went to have tea with Kuwashima Jigorou and Ryotaki Sakon for the first time.

And the two trainers Kuwashima Jigoro and Rinaki Sakon looked at Higakiri for the first time, with very complicated emotions.

This young kid, is there... is there something wrong?

He chatted endlessly about the daily life, and he could pick up the bragging between old men. He could catch up on any topic, and it was very natural. old man.

How should I put it, this has nothing to do with simple high EQ. At first, the two old men thought it was the young man named Hukiri who was just catering to them, or maybe it was Tomioka Yoshiyuki's overly calm... But we talked too much Later, they found out...it really wasn't.

This person is really an old man's thinking from the beginning to the end, a thorough old man's thinking.

This is very strange, this child is not mentally premature.

And over the past few days, Tokiri even appeared to dominate the topics of several elderly people.

For example, today, they are paying attention to the "Tea Stem Standing Competition" launched by Higakiri. After brewing tea, whoever stands up the most tea stems will be the luckiest.

Well, it's a little childish... But the essence of old people is like this. After getting old, your mentality starts to look young again.

For example, the only old Yanzhu Purgatory Makijuro who was completely wiped out was ridiculed by the audience.

Purgatory Makijuro: "..." How childish.

So childish, so foolish,

I don't know if it's an illusion, but he always feels that the malice of the big world is targeting him.

"It's getting late, let's go back." Purgatory Makijuro with a dark face, stood up and turned around to walk back, looking like he couldn't play, just like a child who lost his temper after losing a game of chess.

So you can't mature much.

"What you said is that it's getting late now, so I should go back." Higakiri picked up the tea set very consciously, and then followed behind. In Honmaru, these are the jobs of Kagemaru, but at this moment Higakiri started to do it. But there was no complaint, and there was even a hint of pampering in his tone.

That's right, pampering.

This kind of pure old samurai who has used swords all his life, has practiced the way of swords all his life, has also developed new swordsmanship, and even chooses to be a coach after retirement, who doesn't love swords!

This kind of character set makes Dao like it so much!Mustache can guarantee that even the one who is staying with them at this moment, Okurigara, will fall in love with these old people in the end!

At this time, the sky was completely dark, and the afterglow of the evening disappeared. At the moment of encountering the devil, they found a pot appeared on the road ahead.

It's not some old broken pot or a cheap pottery pot, but a white gilt plum blossom pot that looks very, very expensive at first glance, and is also very, very fragile.

All in all, it looks very weird!

Normal people, who would have nothing to do here to put a handicraft, isn't this a waste of things? !

If it was a villager in Forging Dao Village who was devoted to forging the knife, he might touch it with a big heart, but the three trainers here who have experienced strong winds and waves and matured into adults will not.

Cigoro Sangshima, who had the largest area, spoke.

"Do you know a legend about the CN country next door?" He turned serious, "I've heard about a legend about the 'Vase Girl'."

No one else knew about this, and Higakiri was a little curious, so he began to ask questions.

"It is said that in ancient China, a mother gave birth to a baby girl without limbs. Although she was extremely weak, she had a beautiful face and was a beautiful embryo. The family decided to raise her in a vase."

Kuwashima Jigoro pointed to the pot, "Eighteen years later, that baby girl became a beautiful singer, but was deceived by a man, and became a female ghost after death, who would confuse pedestrians with her singing and eat them .”

It was also the first time Rinaki Zuo heard it recently, and couldn't help touching his chin, "But this is a pot...not a vase."

"This... probably because of the different national conditions of our JP? Or is it that the girls in it are fatter?" Kuwashima Jigoro analyzed it, and later felt that it didn't make sense, "No, this thing doesn't have a singing voice either. Female ghosts attract people with their singing."

Forget it, maybe it is a urinal used by a wealthy family.

Kuwashima Jigoro waved his hands, cut them with mustaches, and prepared to take a detour.

Just as they walked a few steps and were about to leave, they suddenly heard a voice.

The jug stirred, and then seemed very reluctantly...began to sing.

A hoarse and greasy man's voice came out.

Purgatory Makijuro wiped off his cold sweat, and he didn't care about getting awkward, he turned his head and asked Kuwashima Jigoro, "Why is there a man in this pot? Shouldn't it be a woman?"

This song is so terrible!

Kuwashima Cigoro was also a little uncertain, "Maybe there is a woman in the vase, and a man in the pot... After all, the pot has a handle, right?"

After he finished speaking, everyone was silent, including the pot.

... makes sense, really makes sense!

Even Shangxian Wu, who was hiding in the jug, almost felt like a limbless jug male monster.

"No, then why doesn't his head stick out? Isn't it said in the legend that he looks beautiful?" Zuo Lintaki discovered his blind spot recently. Could it be that this male monster is too ugly?

After he finished speaking, he belatedly realized that the singing in the jug had completely disappeared.

A head popped out.

A bald Mediterranean head appears!

"I have to show my face." Not only Jigoro Kuwashima, Sakonji Ryodaki, and Makijuro Kagome, but even the well-informed Hikiri began to frown.

It's ugly, it's really ugly.

It's not just God closing the door and windows, it's God throwing him down the toilet! ! !

As soon as the ghost of the winding pot came out, he was very angry. He didn't know whether it was because of the singing just now or because of being called ugly. In short, he stretched out his arm at the next moment, grabbed the mustache by the collar, and pulled him away. Pulled into the jug.

Snoring... This is the sound of eating.

Crack! ! ... This is the sound of teeth being broken.

"Huh?"... This is the doubtful voice of the winding Wuhu ghost.

Vomit...that's the sound of vomiting.

The next moment, Mustakiri was thrown out of the pot drenched in drench like this.

Conclusion: Ghosts can't bite men with swords.

over.

……

Wait a moment! !The plot is not over yet, don't go!

The ghost of the winding Wuhu poked his head out, frowned and spit out the saliva in his mouth, and then couldn't help but began to sarcasm, "As expected of a country bumpkin who forges iron in a ravine, the taste is so sour and astringent that you can't bite it."

After speaking, he looked at the few old people behind him, and then showed an even more disgusted expression, "It's really unlucky, what I encountered this time were all old things, and the taste must be worse."

It looks like a brother of a farmer picking bamboo rats.

Bamboo Mouse No. [-] Sang Dao Ci Wulang: "..."

Bamboo Mouse No. [-] Mustache: "..."

"That, Mr. Shangxian." Hidekiri said politely, "Do you know who I am?" He asked harmlessly.

The Ghost of the Wuhu Who Winded the String was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head with a sneer.

"Then do you know these old people behind me?" Higashiki continued to ask with a smile.

Winding up the Wuhu Ghost felt something was wrong, but he continued to shake his head.

The next moment, old Narutozu Kuwashima Jigoro, old Mizuzuzu Rinaki Zuo Kinji, and old Yanzhu Purgatory Makijuro held the scabbard at the same time, and then pulled out Yushen Saber in unison.

The pure white Yushen Knife reflected the moonlight, lighting up the whole space.

"So...do you know this knife?"

Winding the ghost of the five pots: "..."

Why don't you know it? This is Yu Shendao... It was a standard equipment for members of the Zhu-level ghost killing team before.

At this moment, the ghost of Wuhu, who underestimated the enemy, finally realized belatedly...

Own,

like,

In big trouble.

………………

On the other side, in the Japanese room of Forging Knife Village, several children from Yushen Shejian are all here.

They got a wooden robot capable of swordsmanship from their father. Hiroshin Shema seemed to have the idea of ​​​​training them, so he handed over the robot to them and let them mess around.

"Sister Nana, do you think we can really endow this robot with strange abilities like our father?" Kamado Tanjirou was very unconfident, mainly because Hirogami Shima's ability was really... too weird.

Matou Sakura nodded, and answered for Nana Taoyuan, "Yes, but you need to close your eyes piously, and then meditate in the direction where Yushenxing is, and you can do it!"

Zamon Tanjiro was stunned for a while, and then he immediately asked, "Then where is the direction of Yushenxing?"

The next moment, Nanao Taoyuan and Sakura Matou raised their hands and pointed at the sky at the same time...then pointed to the completely opposite position.

Nana Taoyuan & Sakura Matou: "..."

Kamado Tanjiro: "...?"

This... Even the star where the father is can be mistaken, this is very spiritual!

Even Taoyuan Nanasheng couldn't help but blush, she stood up in embarrassment, and ran to open the door, "Don't worry, I'll ask my father and I'll be back!"

After she finished speaking, she opened the door and was about to rush out, but just as she took a step, she felt that she hit a soft object and was bounced back.

——A huge ghost crawled in from the door, its face took up more than half of the door frame, it shook the tumor on its head, and smiled at Nana Taoyuan who was already stunned.

It's been a long time since the strings were wounded, please refer to it.