Starting with the Blade of Demon Slayer

“Do you want to ask headquarters?”

Magen asked.

“No, it’s not that yet.”

Asahi looked at the rabbit, the outside broke in and did not get through, then from the inside.

……

“Lord Caiqian, it’s not good, just now I met two people outside the door who claimed to be members of the Ghost Killing Team.”

After the guard came out of the dungeon without moving, he hurriedly reported to him.

“Has this group of disgusting hounds already caught up with the door?”

As the lord of a wealthy village, Cai Qian Fudo is also a middle-class nobleman in the entire Dongying, and he is all too clear about the dispute between the ghost killing team and the ghost that lasted for thousands of years.

“I shouldn’t have been soft-hearted and released him from the dungeon a week ago.”

Cai Qian looked sad, and then asked, “Where are they now?” ”

“I drove them away and warned them to leave the village.”

The guard said quickly.

“Well done.”

Cai Qian didn’t move his face fiercely, but immediately thought of something and couldn’t help but walk back and forth.

Although the Ghost Killing Squad is not recognized by the daimyo, it has been deeply rooted in the country for thousands of years, and provoking the Ghost Killing Squad is undoubtedly a foolish act.

Not only is he afraid of the ghost killing team itself, even if he kills the two ghost killing team members who came to the door, there will be a steady stream of ghost killing team members swarming, he can stop it for a while, but he can’t stop it for a lifetime.

“Did the villagers do what I commanded?”

Cai Qian asked without moving.

“Where do they dare to disobey the orders of Lord Caizen.”

Guard Road.

“That’s good, that’s good.”

Cai Qian breathed a sigh of relief, and his face showed sorrow: “My poor son, who was riddled with diseases before his death, even if he became a ghost, he could not live in peace. ”

The guard trembled, lowering his head to hide his pale face.

He also remembered that three months ago, His Highness was critically ill and was diagnosed with only half a month’s lifespan, and Lord Cai Qian took His Highness out to seek medical treatment, and when he returned, His Highness had turned into a monster, a ghost.

His Highness lost all his memories after becoming a ghost, like a newborn baby, the only difference was that for humans, His Highness had great hostility, he could feel that His Highness looked at them as they looked at domestic animals, especially what happened a week ago, which still made him shudder, although he wanted to escape many times, but did not have the courage to give up his wealth and become a ronin.

However, it is also more and more strange to not move in front of the money.

Every day, I have to go to the dungeon to accompany His Highness who has turned into a ghost for two hours, and let them catch those displaced people to feed His Highness….

“Didn’t you just buy a batch of slaves before, pick one and send it to the dungeon.”

Cai Qian said without moving.

“Ming… I see. ”

The guard swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said hard.

“Hurry, if I make my baby son wait…”

Cai Qian did not move and smiled gloomyly, the guard’s head shook like a rattle, and the desire to survive was very strong: “I will send it to His Highness immediately.” ”

“You are very good, I will recommend you to Musashi-sama when Musashi-sama visits.”

Cai Qian patted the guard’s shoulder with satisfaction, not minding giving the guard a little hope.

“Lord Musashi, could it be a Kyoto Sword Saint… That Musashi-sama…”

The guard’s eyes widened, and he bit his tongue because he was too surprised.

That is the world-famous sword saint Musashi, the personal guard of the daimyo, the guard does not expect to worship under the Musashi gate, as long as he can get his guidance, his life will be earth-shaking.

“Otherwise, who else can I call Musashi-sama.”

Cai Qian did not move meaningfully, a look that I value you very much, so that the guards were grateful for this sudden joy, and repeatedly said that they wanted to give everything for Cai Qian Mumo.

Back in his study, Cai Qian’s unmoving expression gradually froze, and only a chilling roar like a wild beast echoed: “No one, no one can take it away from me… His life. ”

“My poor child.”

PS: Let’s take another leave today, only four more, I didn’t rest well by some chores yesterday, and now the state is a little poor.