I rely on the vest to be the villain boss

The bone-piercing wind howled, hitting the human body like a knife blade, easily taking away the body temperature, leaving behind the cold that freezes the bone marrow.After the first snowfall, a few centimeters of snow fell on the ground and branches. If you step on it, your whole foot will get stuck in it, which makes the already difficult travel even worse.

The farmland is fallow, and the carriages and horses are stopped. On such a day, one should rest at home until the spring of the following year to start a new year of work.

But for some, even in a time like this when everything is dormant, it can't be safe to wait at home.

Two people, who were wrapped in thick black clothes from head to toe, with only their eyes exposed, pulled a wooden cart forward on the snow.

"I didn't expect the first snow to come so soon..." One of them whispered to his companion, and the white air he exhaled diffused, "We are still late."

The other person lowered his voice as he advanced, "It's not too late. If the mountains are covered by heavy snow in a while, if you want to come here, you have to wait until spring at least. Then it will be completely late."

"Oh, yes, but who would have thought that the 'Sun Wheel Knife' would be consumed so quickly... I don't know if this batch can survive this winter." The way...the power gap between us and the ghosts is too great, no matter how many knives we have, if we can’t cut off their heads, what’s the point.”

"...This kind of thing, everyone understands." His companion cast a dissatisfied look at him, and he consciously slipped his words and shut his mouth.

The two members of "Hidden" who belonged to the ghost slaying team's logistics quickened their pace and rushed to that spot before the snow fell again.Starting from the lord's mansion, the members changed at least six times in the form of a relay, and they are the last stick of this human relay, and they will be responsible for meeting the swordsmith who provided a large number of swords for the Demon Slayer Squad. Then return the newly forged Sun Wheel Knife from his hand to his companion.

Passing through a bamboo forest, the unremarkable thatched hut came into view. They exchanged glances, and decisively approached the hut with a wooden cart loaded with ore.

A fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy in winter clothes...perhaps he should be called a teenager, was standing behind the thatched cottage.The crimson black hair was tied behind the head with the same red hair band, and the handsome facial features revealed after the baby fat had faded were full of calm beyond age, and the flame-shaped birthmark on the forehead was as vivid as a dancing flame.He is wearing a samurai-style black kimono and hakama, and the haori on the outside is a pure white cloth with fiery red flame patterns outlined with gold thread. Although it is bright and even a little gorgeous, it is not clichéd, and it especially complements his temperament. .

He noticed Yin who was approaching early, and when they walked in front of him, he saluted unhurriedly, "You are members of the Demon Slayer Team. I am Yuanyi."

...For a moment, they thought this was some kind of young master. After all, they had only seen such a bearing on the lord and those big shots.Yin's two people exchanged glances with each other, and the one with a calmer temperament took a step forward, "Master Yuan, we are 'Yin' from the Ghost Killing Team. The snowfall in the mountains has delayed the journey, so you have been waiting for a long time."

"It's okay, I only waited for a while." Although he had been waiting for a day and a night, but he was wearing the thick cotton coat and trousers that his grandfather forced him to put on. Not only was he not cold, he was almost sweating.After Yuanyi finished speaking, without asking any further questions, he turned around unpreparedly and led them towards the smelting workshop.

This made the two Yin slightly relieved, and the one who escaped a little couldn't help talking to him, "Master Yuan, where is Mr. Muramasa?"

Every year, the ghost killing team will take away hundreds of knives, and even the mysterious swordsmith village is said to have improved the forging technology with his help, and the efficiency has improved.In order to avoid mistakes in the connection, Yin still has someone who knows what Muramasa looks like, and also knows that there is a child named Yuanyi beside him.

"Grandpa went out to search for ore, and I don't know how long it will take to come back." After Yuanyi explained briefly, he took the cart from them, and he used only one hand to push the heavy wooden cart that required two adults to push. It was lifted easily, and the ore in it tilted into the courtyard.After completing this step, he walked into the smelting workshop again, and soon, there were a total of thirty knives piled up on the wooden cart, including two-meter-long big swords and short knives, "This is all the knives, Please check it out."

Yin quickly confirmed it, and nodded to Yuan, "It's okay, Mr. Yuan."

Now that the task was completed, they had no reason to stay. In fact, even the previous conversation was a bit out of order, but they were too curious about this mysterious knife maker, so they only said a few words.

After all... the child he adopted has gradually grown from a waist-to-waist bean to a handsome boy who is taller than the swordsmith, but the swordsmith himself seems to have not changed a bit in the ten years since he appeared.

When this rumor spread, no one questioned his identity.Those who will join the ghost killing team are almost all family members and friends who were killed by ghosts, and they took up knives in order to avenge the ghosts, so their attitudes on this matter are inevitably a little sensitive, but the protagonist they trust, from the beginning From the first term to the current head of the house who was only six years old, he declared that the village was the friendly side, so this matter was suppressed.

Yuan Yi stopped them, "Excuse me, can I ask a question?"

He looked over suspiciously, "Excuse me, Mr. Yuan."

Yuanyi then uttered the question that had puzzled him for several years, "What are you fighting with?"

Ever since Yuan came to this village at the age of [-], I have seen these people dressed in the same clothes come here many times every year, taking away some weapons. With one exception, all of them appeared with a determined attitude ready to die at any time.

It's not that Yuanyi never asked Fenghuo, but Fenghuo, who has always answered his questions, only told him this time that he was asked to get answers from other people. Questions that offend them.

Yin was very surprised, they never expected that the children adopted by the swordsmiths who can reach an entire swordsmith village don't know why those swords are forged.The two of them were silent for a moment, and finally, they spoke calmly, "It's a ghost. Master Yuan, we are fighting ghosts. In order to kill those who despise life, each of us is willing to give everything we have."

Yuan Yi slightly opened his eyes wide because of the hatred erupting in his eyes, "Ghost...? Is it a beast?"

There was a wry smile on the face hidden under the mask, "No, ghosts are creatures that have a human form but are more cruel than wild beasts. Their power far surpasses that of humans, they feed on humans, and they are afraid of sunlight. As long as they come into contact with sunlight, they will Death...except for the sun, they can only be destroyed by beheading their heads with the sword forged by Mr. Muramasa, otherwise even if they are injured, they will recover quickly."

Yuanyi turned his gaze to the ore in the yard, and suddenly said, "Sunlun Saber, that's what it does."

Yin continued, "It's a good thing that you don't know what they look like. If possible, we hope that you and Qianzi Muramasa will never have the chance to meet them." The rumor about "Muramasa" jumped into the In his mind, Yin paused and lowered his voice, "Perhaps I was worrying too much, but I have to say this. Mr. Yuan, I don't know if you have noticed... Mr. Muramasa's appearance, Never changed?"

After leaving this sentence, they turned around resolutely, carrying the sword that could change the situation of the battle, and walked into the snowstorm again, leaving Yuanyi staring blankly at their disappearing backs.

It's not that Yuanyi didn't notice the abnormality.Everyone will grow and age, and the organs and bones in their bodies will also undergo corresponding changes, but the red-haired knife maker will not. Eight years have passed in a flash, and even the peach tree that Yuan and he planted together is already alone. He is taller, but there is no trace of time left on his body, which cannot be explained by having a youthful baby face.

But... just like the world is "transparent" in his eyes, grandpa also has some unique features, isn't it normal?

No matter what, he just needs to wait for his grandfather to come back and ask him personally.

Yuanyi stood motionless outside the thatched cottage, waiting for that figure to appear in his eyes, but the one he waited for first was another person.

As night fell, the light snow that had been drifting intermittently since the afternoon began to increase, and Yuanyi stood in the courtyard without an umbrella.He inadvertently used a power that he didn't notice, so the icy snowflake turned into water the moment it touched him, and he continued to stand motionless in the snow.

His ears moved, and an extremely subtle sound came to his ears, Yuan Yi's eyes were calm, and his palm naturally fell on the handle of the knife at his waist.

...Actually, if you say it's a knife handle, that's a bit of a compliment to the thing he's hanging on.The handle made of copper-iron alloy is wrapped with a red rope to increase the friction. Down is a knife with exquisite patterns, and then...a wooden stick with a handle half a meter long and the thickness of a child's arm.

There seems to be a heavier layer wrapped inside the wooden stick, which makes the "knife" a bit heavy, and the children in the same village have to lift it with both hands, let alone hang it from morning till night.I don't know what kind of wood is used for the wooden surface, it is so strong that it can knock a wild boar unconscious without any scars... That's right, Yuanyi used it to defend against invading wild animals, such as wild boars and wolves.

Why did you give Yuanyi such a strange weapon... One day, Fenghuo was forging a sword in the smelting workshop, and he felt an invading wild boar in the village. The scabbard went out to fight the wild boar—it is not accurate to say that the battle was because Yuanyi only took three blows to knock down the wild boar, and did not leave any chance for the wild boar in the whole process.

The first blow, hitting the forelimbs, caused the wild boar to raise its forelimbs in pain. The second and third blows landed on the wild boar's head, chest and abdomen quickly and accurately, making it unconscious.That night, the whole village had an extra meal together and ate fresh wild pork.

The black wooden scabbard that looked gorgeous broke into pieces of wood after the third blow, Yuanyi felt guilty about it, but after witnessing Yuanyi using the scabbard as a knife, after a long silence, the I locked myself in the smelting workshop for seven days.

Seven days later, Yuanyi had a heavy black wooden stick in his hand. He swung this sharp wooden stick and defeated countless wild beasts that tried to invade the village. The uncrowned king of beasts.

That is to say, this village generally has no culture, otherwise Fenghuo thinks that the legend of stabbing wild boars under the moon will be passed down through the ages...

Far away.In short, when Yuan grabbed the stick, the aura around him changed, and even the speed of the snow seemed to be slowed down by ten times, neither the direction of the wind nor the sway of light could affect Seeing him, the world tends to stand still in his eyes.

The person hiding in the dark held his breath in tacit agreement with him, and no one moved for a while, only the sound of wind blowing and snow falling.

The snow fell rustlingly, and the thatched cottage couldn't bear the weight of the falling snow, so there was a slight shaking sound. At this moment, the people in the dark moved first - a snow-white knife light flashed like lightning, directly hitting Yuanyi's throat!

Yuan Yi also moved.He lowered his body, pulled out the wooden stick at his waist and swung it forward with an Iai movement. The wooden stick hit the blade with a loud noise, and the attacker even suddenly saw the bursting sparks!But this stalemate lasted only a short second, and the knife that cut iron like mud couldn't bear the strength of the wooden stick. Every inch of it was broken, and the shattered blades scattered, and finally they were all silently crushed by the snow. engulfed.

As soon as Yuan took a seemingly insignificant step forward, just one step cut off all the escape routes of the attacker, and the wooden stick in his hand was also pressed against the attacker's throat.

"Who are you?" he asked.

The attacking ghost stared at the wooden stick in his hand, fell silent, and waited until his head was covered with snow, then suppressed his emotions and said in a hoarse voice, "My name is Sword Ghost. Master Muramasa made this for you? "

As soon as Yuan nodded slightly, Sword Demon asked impatiently: "Does it have a name? Is it also named after Muramasa?"

This time, Yuanyi shook his head, "It has a name, but it's not Muramasa." He sensed that this person was no longer hostile to him, so he took the wooden stick back to his waist, and said calmly, "It's called a fire stick. "

My friend said that his weapon is not like a knife, but more like a fire stick, so let's call him a fire stick!I don't know what kind of material the fire stick is made of. Not only is it a sharp weapon for stabbing wild boars, but it can also be used to poke the fire when the leaves are accumulated, and it can be used to roast sweet potatoes. It is invincible and not afraid of fire.

Sword Demon... Sword Demon spat out a mouthful of blood.

He would not feel humiliated when he was defeated by a series of peerless famous knives such as Sakura Qiri Muramasa and Xunye Muramasa. The pursuit of a lifetime.But... no one, let alone ghosts!Can bear the humiliation of losing to "Firestick"!

No ghosts!

The author says:

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Because of the reason that everyone knows, there is a high probability that Amakusa will not write the second week of the curse. I know that many people are looking forward to it. ...Afterwards, I will take the time to release the original outline, and if I have the opportunity to write a special episode of Amakusa...it's really numb.

The next dungeon is also the same. Originally, my outline was set to be 3/4 groups of home games, but recently the new plot of the comics has also made me feel a little stuck in my throat. When I think about the plot of the second time, I will choke (momentarily speechless). Maybe I will change it to a new one. A Kaito's home bar (just maybe)

Why some creators don’t know how to respect their own works and characters, I don’t understand, but I’m so sad, I thought my heart was like steel after the night scene

感谢在2022-03-2221:02:19~2022-03-2320:45:02期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: BB1;

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: Moragos, the rotten girl from the cat’s family, ti, God Nivea, Xiao Tang, good night ya, and one for grabbing time from the sky;

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