People read the barrage at the beginning of Demon Slayer

Sunny came to Mt. Narrow Fog when the sun was setting.

Earlier, he sent Soku, the parrot that loved the blue sky, to convey the news that he was about to go to Mt. Sasigri.

Gotogawa's answer was: Your sword forging master "Steel Tsuka Hotaru" is waiting in the knife forging village to discuss the forging of the Nichiren sword with you.

Haruhin: 。。。。。

Is it really the more you are afraid of something, the more you are afraid of something?

So it's no wonder that the guy from the maternity yakuzaki smiled so happily when he heard him say that he didn't want steel tsukasa Hotaru.

Well, when you go back, bring a few Mitarai balls to Mr. Iron Mokasa, and I hope he won't lose his temper because he was a few days late.

In front of the wooden house at the foot of the mountain, Haruto saw the gray-haired incumbent Tsuki Tsuki, who wore a mask of the Great Tengu with the same workmanship as the two of them, and the whole person looked mysterious and calm.

Standing next to him was a thin and short girl, wearing a short kimono with a plum blossom pattern, with long dark green hair, looking very innocent and cute.

She tilted her head slightly and smiled shyly at the white-haired boy.

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three of them first greeted Mr. Scale, and Haruto handed over the gift he had purchased from the village at the foot of the mountain, and then faced Mako, and found a beautifully wrapped gift from his back.

"Visit the gifts. "

Zhen's turquoise eyes suddenly widened, revealing a hint of dazedness and surprise: "It's for me?".

"Well, I heard them say that there is a young sister at home, so I picked it on the way. It's not a valuable gift, so please accept it. "

Qingren nodded as expected, not to mention visiting other people's homes, it is normal to simply go back and bring a gift to family or someone you know.

It's strange that these two boys came back empty-handed.

Two fox kids: When did you buy it!

The rabbit's face was embarrassed, and he spread his hands at Zhenhu: "I am a poor bastard, you know." "

Yiyong nodded: "I do have money, but I forgot." "

...... It's better not to say that.

Mako thanked him and went back to the house with the present.

The room is not big, but the four masters and apprentices live together, which is very warm.

Mr. Zuo Jinji is indeed a very good talker, especially when he sees that Yiyong still takes the initiative to communicate with Harukoto despite his expressionless face.

The house was small, and they set up a stove outside.

Scaly Zuo recently prepared a large amount of meat and vegetables, which made the rabbit secretly relieved.

"Did the teacher take out all the food from the cellar?"

He asked quietly.

"It's not. Zuo Jinji was silent for a moment and replied, "I heard the name of Little Bird Yuharu from the mouth of a knife smith. "

He remembered the way Hotaru of Steel Tsuka danced in front of him: How can a 10-year-old child eat a whole pig?!

"Eh, my lord seems to be familiar with Haruhin, too. "

"After all, I am a child who grew up in the Sword-forging Village, and I have a lot more opportunities to meet the Lord and the pillar-level swordsman. "

When it was dark, Haruto sat by the fire, skillfully threading the pickled fish on the iron drill and inserting it into the soil by the flame.

"If there is a lotus pond around, wrap the pickled fish in lotus leaves, then smear a layer of pond mud and throw it into the fire.

When the mud is cracked and opened, the fish inside will be very tender and juicy.

This is a Chinese cooking technique ......

".

Both Mahashi and Yoshiyong sat by the fire and listened to him, adding ingredients to the cast-iron pot hanging from the charcoal fire with their hands and feet.

Sister Mako's eyes are shiny and really cute.

This guy has a wooden expression, and he doesn't know what to hear.

......

After a few people had eaten almost, Harukoto said the purpose of his trip to Scales Zuo.

"The swordsmanship is good, but the fusion with the breathing method is too bad......

".

Zuo Jinji groaned, and then said to Haruko, "Have you mastered all the moves of the Flame Breath?"

Haruto shook his head: "So far, I have only mastered five kinds. "

"Show me. "

So the boy put down his chopsticks, picked up the Hinakura knife and stood in the middle of the clearing.

Showing Yan Hu in front of a bunch of swordsmen who were calling for water was unexpectedly a little nervous and embarrassed.

Haruto adjusts his breathing and puts himself into a state of full concentration: "Breath of Fire: One Type ......

".

Scaly took a closer look with his back and the light from the blade illuminated his fiery red mask.

Yanhu trembled and rushed out from the blade, and Harukin gasped for air with some exhaustion, soreness oozing from every joint.

He turned his gaze to the left, and the white-haired old man paused and said, "No offense, but I think you should give up the Flame Breathing Method." "

Huh?

Haruto was a little overwhelmed.

Left walked up to Haruto and took his arm out of his sleeve.

"You've met Purgatory Maki Juro, right? What kind of person do you think he is?"

Haruto pondered and replied, "Mr. Maki Juro is a very enthusiastic person, and although I always bother him about his cultivation, he is not impatient at all. "

"Purgatory Maki Jurou can become an excellent Flame Breath Swordsman, apart from family rumors, the most important thing is his character.

To practice the breath of fire, you must be enthusiastic and cheerful and have a flaming faith, but unfortunately, I can't see both of these things in you. "

said

that he was not meant to offend, but the words of Scales Zuo were not merciless at all: "If you choose the wrong path forward, this path is destined to fail to lead you to success." "

"Wrong choice...... roads?".

Haruto raised his hand and touched his chest, where his heart was beating, but he didn't have the same fiery enthusiasm as Mr. Makijuro.

"Your swordsmanship is very superb, comparable to that of a pillar-level swordsman, but the fusion with the breathing method is too poor. "

Zuo Jinji shook his head, the fusion of swordsmanship and breathing is a talent problem, and the problem of poor talent is difficult to solve, even if it is a cultivator, there is nothing that can be done.

"Find a belief that ignites your passion. Zuo Jinji said: "Or...... Join the hidden, where there is not much danger. "

Haruto was a little disappointed, but he still thanked Zuo Jinji seriously.

After that, I'm going to participate in various ghost hunting missions, do you have to keep stumbling forward like this?

"Don't be discouraged, I'm sure there will be a solution. He patted him on the shoulder, a gentle smile in his silver eyes.

"What did Qingren send you?"

"Righteousness—".

"I'm just a little curious. "

"It's none of your business~".

On the knife stand in the house, there is a Japanese wheel knife of Makotsu on it.

On the round blade, a wisteria-shaped spike is newly wrapped.

Even the cloth bag was neatly folded and put into a drawer.