People read the barrage at the beginning of Demon Slayer

Of course, there was no black pork at home, and Scales Zuo touched Qingren's head recently, put his hands in his sleeves, and ran towards the mountain like a fluttering blue butterfly.

The posture of the sleeve cage was a little familiar, and it reminded Haruki of the master who was far away in the Forging Knife Village.

The master also likes to put his hands in the sleeve cage under his armpit like this, but it is not so light to run.

When it was close to noon, the rabbit set up the stove, and the firewood was prepared, and the real mushroom took out the cooked chestnut from the hearth with iron tongs, peeled it off and stuffed it into the mouth of the sunny man.

The

chestnuts in early winter have a dense texture, and two chestnut trees grow behind the house, and when the season comes, they flutter and drop chestnut hairballs on the ground.

I don't know which of the wild boars hiding in the col was unlucky, and the blue feather weave appeared on the mountain road, carrying a swarthy wild boar on its body.

Wild boar at this time is actually not very tasty.

Before the weather gets cold, they will eat lots and lots of things, cover themselves with fat, and then spend the winter in the sunny and sheltered mountain cols.

If the wild boar that was dragged out of the cave and slaughtered by surprise saw Qingren's slightly disgusted eyes, he would probably be so angry that he turned on his back.

The scale of the left recently threw the wild boar, which was estimated to be 300 catties, to the ground, and the action was swift, bloody, boiled water, removed hair, disemboweled, and disemboweled.

The patients who ate a lively pork feast were satisfied, and they were also worried.

She was going to leave for Fuji Raid Mountain tomorrow to participate in the final selection, and two unreliable senior brothers filled her package with two pig's trotters.

Last year's selection is still vivid, and this guy has killed almost all the ghosts on the mountain.

There is no hand ghost that guy as an obstacle, and the other evil ghosts are easy to use with their real skills.

"Give. "

Before carrying Haruto back to the wooden house, the rabbit handed a string of bracelets to the real mushroom.

For the first time, the boy didn't look the talker in the eye, and he climbed up to his ear, smudging his earlobes as pink as long hair.

Mahi took the bracelet, which was a string of blue flowers, a beautiful agate bracelet.

"What are they doing. "

Yi Yong squatted in front of the stretcher with his legs in his arms, and quietly revealed half of his poker face: "What a strange atmosphere." "

His voice was not small, and the rabbit's ears turned a little red, and he quickly turned around: "Let's go." "

Qingren looked at Yiyong speechlessly.

What a beautiful scene, mixed up by his words.

......

After sending away Mako, Haruto suddenly felt that Mt. Narrow Fog had quieted down.

The Rabbit still needs to go up the mountain every day to train, or go out to do tasks.

Every morning when the sun rises, the rabbit pushes Haruto outside, covers him with a layer of clothing, and covers his face with a towel.

Mr. Scaly was not a man of many words, more often than not, he just sat there and quietly watched the fog drifting through the mountains.

I heard that he was going to resign from the position of water column like Purgatory Maki Juro, and he was a little older.

"In the past few years, there has been a great shortage of pillars in the ghost killing team. He said to Haruto: "A few years ago, it was Naruju Kuwajima Jigoro, and after he broke a leg, he could only use crutches. He is a user of Thunder's Breath and has a lot of similarities to Star's Breath in terms of speed, so you can visit him in Momoyama if you have time. "

Visiting others is about to be put until after healing, and there is no way to do it when Haruto is still a bandage freak lying in bed.

The hermit would deliver medicine every few days, but this time when the time came, two slender figures appeared at the foot of the mountain.

When I looked sideways, it was two girls who looked a little similar.

"Is this Mr. Totori's house?" they stopped on the mountain path, frightened by the large tengu mask.

"Yes. Zuo Jinji nodded.

"Then may I ask ......

".

Butterfly Chanae looked around and saw no trace of Mr. Totori except for the strange old man and the strange creature lying on the bed on one side.

The palms of her hands were slightly sweaty, and she was a little nervous.

“......"

The weird old man walked over to the strange creature and lifted the towel off his head

Mr. Toriyu, who had saved their sisters' lives and was now wrapped in a mummy, looked up in a daze: "Hmm, have you eaten?"

...... Well, it's a lot worse than the suave white-haired boy I met before.

"Ho!" Butterfly covered her mouth and whispered, "Mr. Birdie......

."

The white-haired boy's body was tightly bandaged, and the only thing exposed was the skin of his neck, which was covered with horrible bruises and bruises.

Qingren was stunned: "Why are you here?".

More than half a month ago, he remembered very well the two sisters who were rescued by Takino Kawamura who passed by before killing the disease. My sister has a rare pair of pink eyes, and my sister's eyes are as bright as amethysts.

The older girl untied her back basket and put it at her feet and bowed her head: "Please forgive me for visiting rashly, I am Butterfly Chanae, this is my sister Butterfly Shinobi." "

The amethyst-like girl glanced up at Haruhin, then quickly lowered her head to stare at her feet.

"Since the last incident, because the two of us have been in grief, I haven't been able to thank Mr. Kotoriyu properly...... This time, I came to thank you. "

Chana's voice is very gentle and pleasant, like a mountain spring flowing in the mountains with melting snow in early spring.

She took out the contents of the basket, which was supposed to be a replacement medicine from Yin: "After asking the hermit, we took over the task of delivering the medicine. "

"I'm sorry for you, the mountain road is very difficult to walk. "

"It's we who want to thank you, if you hadn't shown up in time, maybe both of us sisters would have died. "

"Leave these medicines to Mr. Scale, thank you. "

Haruto saw that the two of them wanted to speak and stopped, and smiled softly: "This injury has nothing to do with that attack, it happened afterward." "

Scales and Zuo stepped forward to take the medicine basket recently, but Chanae shook her head: "My sister and I both grew up in the medicine hall, and we are very good at changing dressings.

Let's change your dressing this time. "

She looked at the amount of medicine in the medicine basket and suddenly choked up: "I thought that these were the ...... for many days

."

Butterfly Shinobu didn't speak, and stubbornly raised her face.

Having said that, Harukoto has no reason to refuse.

Fortunately, the fracture is almost healed, and the only ones that need to be medicated are the blood holes that have almost healed.

Although the body was bruised, it was only because the fracture looked serious.

The two sisters showed skillful removal of bandages, changing dressings and applying medicines, and it was obvious that they had often helped in the medicine hall before.

Rao is hands and feet are sharp, and it still takes a lot of effort to change the medicine for Qingren's whole body.

After cleaning up the medical waste, the girls looked at each other, looking a little nervous.

"It's not too early, if you have something to say......

Haruto squinted at the sun that was approaching noon, and said slowly under the nervous gaze of the two sisters, "I'm going to leave you for lunch." "

Scales have already gotten up and entered the house recently, it's time for Bunny and Yiyong to come back, and they need to prepare more for lunch today.

"We asked the Demon Slayer about ghost hunting......" Chanae exhaled softly.

"Please teach us how to hunt ghosts!" Butterfly Shinobu spoke for the first time, her words full of anger against demons, which made the girl's voice very firm, and also made her image very different from her sister.

The elderly are like gentle flowing water, and their affection is earnest.

The

young are like a sharp blade out of the sheath, and they are unstoppable.