Sauichiro: rebuilding Ashina from the obliteration of the pillar

Chapter 130 Accident
"Master, the food is ready."

Yan Yue concealed his emotions, and slowly entered the room with the wooden tray.

When he thought of what he was going to do later, there was a sudden burst of uncontrollable heat in his limbs, and his heart beat wildly like a drum.

This wasn't the first time he'd betrayed someone he trusted, and no matter how many times he did it, he couldn't get used to it.

I still remember the last time, he extinguished the wisteria flower incense in the Beiming Island Xingming Temple, and introduced ghosts into it in exchange for a chance of survival.

When he heard the desperate wailing of his partner who lived with him outside, not only did he not feel guilty, but he thought that he was born different.

You are dead, but I live.

So I was born to be more fit to live than others.

This kind of thinking made him feel that he was unique, and he also believed that in this world where the jungle preys on the jungle, only extreme selfishness can survive.In fact, all people are selfish, but they dare not be as aboveboard as themselves.

The same goes for the Ghost Killing Squad, and so does the master.Although the old man paid off his gambling debts and treated his injuries, he just wanted to use this kindness as a chain to tie him up to work for the Ghost Killing Squad.

But he, Daoyu Yuyue, simply ignored such chains.He has already broken free from the biggest chain of human beings—the instinctive impulse to repay others' kindness, and he is naturally more suitable than anyone else to become a ghost.

So what he was about to do, subjectively speaking, was not difficult at all.

This is where Jigoro Kuwashima applied the ointment for him in the morning.At this time, the residual medicine smell in the room has not dissipated, and it gradually rises and mixes with the smell of charcoal fire in the stove, which smells warm and weird.

Kuwashima Jigoro and the incumbent Naruto were sitting opposite each other at a low table, the atmosphere seemed quite harmonious, more like a father and son than a master and apprentice.

Although the current Naruto is only in his 30s, he looks to be in his early [-]s. He is not tall. Except for his piercing eyes, his overall image and temperament are a bit too ordinary. Compared with the strongest swordsman of the Ghost Killing Team, he is actually More like an izakaya owner.

When Yan Yue came in, the two were talking about some important things, so they ignored him, which made him feel angry.

bring it on.Come on quickly.

I really want to see the painful look when you become ghosts and your memories remain.

"...In short, I plan to survive this new year, so I will ask my lord to resign. Although it is a bit irresponsible to retire at this juncture, I can no longer travel long distances."

The incumbent Ming Zhu had a bitter expression on his face, and then he grinned without a smile on his face: "At that time, I will be like you, and I will be a trainer in such a quiet place, but I am afraid it will be difficult for me to teach you as well as you .”

Apparently, at the thought of stepping back from the front line, Ming Zhu was both relieved and uneasy.

"Well, is your physical condition so bad?"

The old man looked at his most proud apprentice seriously, and his eyes swept towards the opponent's legs, as if he could see through the skin and muscles, and poked his eyes directly to the bones.

"When you walk recently, do you often have a tingling sensation in your feet?"

Obviously, he has experienced everything the disciple has experienced.

"Yes."

Naruto lowered his head a little ashamedly, "Although you have repeatedly emphasized that excessive use of the Yizhi type will leave sequelae, but on the way to hunt ghosts, the Yizhi type is the most able to surprise the enemy with a single blow, so I used it unconsciously and reacted to it It's over."

"From more than half a year ago, my right leg began to have a dull pain, and it affected my whole body, and my overall strength was not as good as before. The lord sent a pill before, but for this kind of pain that has accumulated over the years Nothing worked."

Breath of Thunder·One Shape·Thunderbolt Flash is essentially a knife-drawing technique combined with advancing skills. It can span a distance of seven or eight meters in the blink of an eye, come to the enemy and instantly draw a knife. The visual effect is as if The whole person seems to be rushing through the enemy's body, which is the speed limit that humans can achieve.

Therefore, Thunderbolt Flash is the sword type with the highest burst speed and the fastest speed among the five basic breathing methods. It can almost instantly kill any enemy of the same level as a swordsman, but its price is also very obvious.

It's a waste leg.

"Tsk, this is the fate of most Thunder Breath swordsmen."

The old man sighed helplessly, "All Leihu swordsmen who live to retirement will always have problems with their legs and feet. I was like this back then. I was so old that I had to show off, so I was beheaded at a critical moment." Go right leg."

As he spoke, he laughed self-deprecatingly: "However, if the old man's leg hadn't been broken altogether, he would probably be troubled by labor pains all the year round like those seniors, hahahahaha——it's a blessing in disguise."

"Your joke is not funny at all."

After making complaints, Ming Zhu looked at Huang Yue who was setting out the food and drinks as if he had come here: "I hope my junior can learn some lessons from us and work harder on other sword shapes."

Yan Yue's hand that was passing out the sake suddenly trembled.

Ming Zhu's words were actually a kind reminder from the seniors to the juniors, but it didn't sound like that to Huang Yue.

Because he doesn't know the breath of thunder, the shape of one, and the flash of thunder, and he has never succeeded even once.In his opinion, no matter whether this Ming Zhu was intentional or unintentional, he was mocking him.

Sang Dao Ji Wulang knew Huang Yue very well, he knew that he had too much self-esteem, and it had always been a knot in his heart that he could not learn the same type, so he quickly reminded Ming Zhu: "The situation of Huang Yue is quite special, and there is no one yet. Learn one type. When you come this time, just remind him, after all, I haven't used this trick for a long time, and I can't demonstrate it to him at all."

After all, his right leg, which he used to exert strength, had long been replaced with a prosthetic.

"Didn't learn?"

Ming Zhu asked suspiciously, and cast his eyes on Huang Yue again, "What about the other sword shapes?"

"No problem at all."

Yan Yue replied with a stiff face.

Although he was already very unhappy, he couldn't show it.

"Um... are you..."

Naruto and Sangshima Jigoro looked at each other first, as if they were looking for a suitable wording, and it took a long time before they finished the second half of the sentence.

"Did you feel that your ankle might be broken every time you try Yizhi, so you dare not step on the ground with all your strength?"

Huang Yue's face turned red all of a sudden, as if a hot hammer was hitting his Adam's apple, and his body became extremely tense.

How did he know?
Just as Naruto said, every time he used Yizhi, he would feel a sudden burst of overload-like heat in his ankle, as if it would become an unbearable pain the next moment.

The heat was like a warning, warning him not to continue, or the bones and tendons there would be scrapped.

And every time he listened to this instinctive warning, he believed that there was a flaw in the exertion technique taught by his master.

But judging from Ming Zhu's words, it seems that he has also experienced this feeling, and it is quite normal.

"Is that right?"

Kuwashima Jigoro frowned, his eyes stared at him sternly, and his tone was not as gentle as before.

When he saw Huang Yue's face, he explained and judged on the spot.

"It seems that Yue Yue, you don't have the most basic awareness of a swordsman."

Kuwashima Cigoro finally understood that the inability to learn Yizi was not a matter of Huang Yue's talent at all, but rather that his apprentice had more than enough effort but insufficient determination.

He lacks the determination of ordinary swordsmen to kill evil spirits even if he sacrifices his life, so self-preservation is always his first choice.

People who cherish themselves too much are destined to be unable to make further progress in breathing.

In fact, with the blessing of the breathing method, the musculoskeletal ligaments of the swordsmen will be strengthened, so they can perform various movements that they cannot do normally.

But some people, they still can't believe this, and they are afraid that their arms or waist will be broken during the training process, which will cause their sword shape to be incomplete, anticlimactic, and unable to exert their full strength.

Therefore, most of these people quit the Ghost Killing Squad while still in the cultivation stage.

To put it bluntly, it is a kind of self-limitation. If a swordsman always regards protecting his body as the first priority of swinging a sword, he will naturally dare not take the risk of trying those seemingly complicated sword shapes.

And if you dare not even try, let alone master it.

That's how it was in the case of Yan Yue.

He didn't believe that under the protection of the breath of thunder, his ankles could hold on, and he didn't have the determination to sacrifice his life in order to kill the evil spirits.

Yan Yue's breathing became messy, and under the questioning and staring of the two, he felt like he was being judged.

And this feeling of being seen through is more uncomfortable than being tortured to extract a confession at the police station. The humiliation and anger are like the water in a storm, and they can't stop growing up.

what do they mean?Does that mean I'm a coward?
In that case, is there anything wrong with protecting yourself?
I want to become a swordsman of the Demon Slayer Squad just for strength and salary. Do I have to put my own legs in it for sword practice?

Like you are now?
Unknowingly, he was a little thankful that he couldn't learn the same type, otherwise, sooner or later, he would end up with the two guys in front of him.

But when he thought of them becoming ghosts, and the possibility that this disability would recover, he felt a little uncomfortable.

"Okay, master, I will guide him tomorrow when I am free."

Naruto couldn't understand how strict his teacher was, so he quickly changed the subject.

When he came this time, he still had a mission to investigate Daoyu Yuyue's character. Originally, he didn't know why Mrs. Tianyin paid attention to such a reserve team member, but now he understood.

Without determination, with only oneself in mind, and who can't even learn one form, why should he become the heir of Thunder's Breath?
Naturally, Kuwashima Cigoro also understood this, suddenly he seemed to be a teenager, and other thoughts moved in his mind.

Breath of Thunder can't be without successors, do you want to take another apprentice?

In the beginning, he was the one who found Huang Yue after following a few hooligans who came to collect debts...

He found that Huangyue's physical fitness was superior to that of ordinary people, and he was a good seedling, so Sangshima Cigoro paid off his gambling debts for him and brought him to the mountain.

Do you want to follow that group of people to search again, maybe there are some good seedlings?
He remembered that someone had mentioned before that there was a teenage fool at the foot of the mountain, who seemed to be cheated by a woman of all his property and owed a whole lot of debt?
After the Chinese New Year, let's go down the mountain to have a look. Although the age is right, I don't know how the physical fitness is.

"Okay, you sit down and eat first."

Seeing the embarrassing look of Yue Yue's face turning green and then white, Kuwashima Cigoro's heart softened, and he didn't want to talk about the previous topic anymore.

Just like that, the three master and apprentice began to eat, Yan Yue kept a sullen face and said nothing, but he stared at the sake in front of them from the corner of the eye, and couldn't help urging in his heart.

Drink fast, drink fast, drink fast!

He still has a lot of follow-up work to do!

Fortunately, the two didn't keep him waiting for too long.

After chatting for a while about what ancient book Yan Zhu dug out from home, the two Ming Zhu became a little unhappy, so they quickly drank down their stomachs.

The effect of the medicine came on very quickly, in about half a minute, the two of them reached the point where they had to hold on to the table to maintain their sitting posture.

Since there were more anesthetics in the current Naruto jug, he slammed his head on the table, and the food and soup bowls immediately fell over.

At this time, Sang Dao Cigoro, who had not yet fallen down, finally realized something was wrong. His two blurred eyes looked at Huangyue in shock and anger, but there were only a dozen overlapping despicable smiles in his eyes.

He wanted to say something, but his tongue was as dull and numb as if it was stuck with wax. After all, he still didn't utter a single syllable, so he closed his eyes, his head drooping heavily, and the overturned soup smeared his hair and beard superior.

Just like that, Huang Yue brought down two Mingzhus.

The mountain-like sense of accomplishment came over him like a mountain. Although he used despicable methods, he easily achieved things that no one else could even imagine.

"Step two,"

Yan Yue pushed open the door, saw the sun sinking completely, and knew that the army at the foot of the mountain had set off, so he hurried back to the room, took out two test tubes from the bottom of his clothes, shook the ruby-like liquid in them and returned the same way.

"One for each person, turning them into ghosts."

He was talking about his specific plan, using the current Naruto's Japanese knife to cut a small incision on the brother's chest, and poured the liquid in one of the test tubes on the blood drop stained by the Japanese knife.

Ghost Dance Tsuji Wucan told him that his blood type is very special and can be perfectly matched with ghosts, but others are not necessarily.

So before fusing the blood of this beautiful ghost king, it is best to do a small experiment to avoid waste.

Immediately after the two bloods met, they began to boil violently, but they did not turn into black residue, which showed that the blood of the current Ming Zhu and the Ghost King could blend together.

After proving this point, Huang Yue poured all the blood from the test tube into Ming Zhu's wound, black spots immediately appeared under the latter's skin, and his whole body trembled violently, apparently turning into a ghost Already started.

However, when it was the master's turn, the blood turned into black residue.Yan Yue knew that this meant that if Sang Dao Ci Wulang absorbed the ghost king's blood, his body would collapse directly.

"Then this way, all the blood will be mine!"

This is what Ghost Dance Tsuji Muchan promised.

Yan Yue held the remaining test tube tightly in his hand, greedy eyes burst out, and then he wanted to unscrew the tube and drink the contents in one gulp.

Anyway, the food at the foot of the mountain is about to hit the door.

However, just as he was about to complete the transformation that he had always wanted, an old hand suddenly stretched out, pushing away the wrist that had just raised the test tube.

The small collision at this critical moment caused all the blood to spill out, and most of it fell into the mouth of the current Ming Zhu who opened his mouth and howled loudly.

In a daze, Huang Yue looked along the old arm.

Kuwashima Jigoro somehow managed to wake up, shook his head weakly at him, and then passed out completely.

(End of this chapter)