Blazing Angel of Demon Slayer

And the appearance of the person he turned into surprised Chuanliu Shi.

Red hair, black pupils, round face, 1.7 meters tall.

He looks very much like his younger brother Tanjiro, but looks much older than him.

When Chuanliu saw that he was holding the picked tea leaves in his hand, he trotted into the house.

The view is also shifted from outside the house to the inside.

A small burning fire, simple and plain decoration, almost no bench seats, low beds

Looking around while passing by, I am more and more sure that this is my home, the home from a long time ago.

In the house, there were four people.

Two men and two women, three big and one small.

The man he turned into, who looked like Tanjiro, just opened the door and entered the room.

A handsome young man with a plain face, deep and calm eyes, very resembling a human form of Hei Si Mou. He has long black hair with red in it, a high ponytail, and wears exactly the same sunflower earrings as himself with crimson flame markings on the left forehead.

Beside him is a little girl like a small bean, very young, holding his palm, drooling and biting to play.

And on the low bed, a beautiful and gentle woman was sleeping, covered with a simple quilt. She was a little tired between her brows, but she smiled at the corner of her mouth, showing a happy and peaceful appearance.

"Yuanyi, I'm really sorry for your trouble. Zhu Mizi is sleeping. You just came back from the ghost killing team and you still have to play with Xiaojin. I don't have any good things at home. I'll make you a cup of tea. This is me. I found the seeds on the mountain and planted them myself, Zhu Mizi likes to drink it very much, there are no other places."

Chuan Liu watched silently as he opened his mouth, said some embarrassing words, then boiled hot water and put tea leaves in it.

Chapter 270 Tanji and Ji Guoyuan [-]

"Yuanyi?"

When hearing this word, Chuanliushi's first reaction was Ji Guo Yuan Yi.

A look of shock flashed in my heart, but when I thought about it carefully, there were not many spotted swordsmen in total, and this person was the famous Ji Guo Yuan Yi, which was unexpected and reasonable.

But, is this person who looks so much like Tanjiro his ancestor?

Chuanliu kept his composure and continued to watch the dream run.

"It's just helping you take care of the child, it's okay." Ji Guoyuan responded flatly, stretched out his palm to tease Xiao Douding, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Tanji, do you know? If my pregnant wife hadn't been killed by a ghost, my child would be bigger than Xiaojin now. We had already thought of a name for the child. If it was a boy, it would be the successor." Guozhendou, the girl is called Jiguo Miaozi, but it’s a pity that it’s not used anymore.”

In such words, there was not much hatred, but deep self-blame and guilt, which stung Chuan Liushi's eyes.

It turned out that this Rihu swordsman was also a poor man whose family was ruined because of ghosts.

As for the person who changed by himself, his name is Zaomen Tanji, and he is indeed an ancestor.

Tanji sighed and comforted: "It's not your fault. No matter how strong you are, you can't always be by your family's side. In this world, there are always helpless times. In fact, it's all the fault of those ghosts. Humanity is safer only if they are gone."

Because of an attack by ghosts, Tanji knew the existence of ghosts, and also met Ji Guoyuanyi, who was rescued by him.

Ji Guoyuan, who is cold-tempered and has few friends, often comes to him to chat about his concerns, or about ghost missions, knowledge of various places, etc., and the two gradually become close friends.

Ji Guoyuan once said that he has never liked fighting and wanted to live an ordinary life like Tanji, but his favorite woman has died because of ghosts, and Ji Guoyuan will not be reconciled if he does not get rid of them. Therefore, he joined the ghost killing team and created a breathing method specifically for fighting ghosts.

Being a guest at Tanji's house from time to time, there is also a sense of wanting to protect them.

"Didn't you say before that no one can learn your breath of the sun? Are you a little anxious about your successor?" Tanji changed the subject without a trace.

"How do you see me?"

Tanji rolled up his sleeves, brightened his thin arms, then raised his eyebrows and looked at Ji Guoyuan.

Chuan Liu, who was silently watching, couldn't help chuckling.

He naturally saw that Tanji just wanted to be funny on purpose to make Ji Guoyuan happy.

I once heard that Ji Guoyuan was famous for a while, and his label was the invincible swordsman, the founder of the breathing method, and the existence of Wuyou Tsuji, who is afraid of ghost dance with one knife.

Therefore, in Chuanliu's impression, Ji Guoyuan should be a man of peerless elegance and high spirits, with the temperament of a peerless powerhouse, extraordinary.

However, Ji Guoyuan in front of him looked like a preoccupied ordinary person, not good at speaking, almost no smile on his face, and deep sadness accumulated in his eyes.

There are many things suppressed in this man's heart, and only sadness is on his face.

After hearing Tanji's words, Ji Guoyuan paused, looked at Tanji, and shook his head slightly.

"Your body is not suitable for the breath of the sun."

"Otherwise, I would have taught you already."

Tanji's face collapsed, and he said depressedly: "Hey, really, the gap between people is really big."

Ji Guoyuan looked at Tanji and said meaningfully: "The breathing of the sun is very demanding, but I can tailor the breathing method and sword shape that suits you."

"Really?" Tanji asked with a smile on his face.

Ji Guoyuan smiled, a little disappointed in his words, and said quietly: "Really, but if you want to breathe, you have to become a swordsman, choose to face ghosts and fight them."

Shrinking his neck, Tanji said: "Then...is that dangerous?"

"It's okay, the death rate is ** ten."

"Hiss, about ten out of a hundred people were killed, so dangerous."

"Well, it's dangerous, but what I said is about 80.00%, you will be wrong, do you still want to learn?"

"Ah? Don't study anymore, don't study anymore, the important task of protecting human beings is left to you!"

After learning about the death rate of the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Squad, Tanji made a quick decision, quickly waved his hands, and put his unrealistic thoughts behind him.

Breathing out with lingering fear, Tanji asked curiously; "However, the Breath of the Sun is so powerful, it should not be easy to find a suitable successor, right? Doesn't it mean that no one can learn your Breath of the Sun?"

Ji Guoyuan still shook his head, and said in a low voice, "Tanji, there is no need for this."

Tanji was taken aback: "What's not necessary?"

Not knowing where to look in his eyes, Ji Guoyuan spit out a few words: "Those who are poor will return to the same place."

"What do you mean?"

"All those who reach the peak will reach the same ending."

"Hmm...so that's the case." Tanji scratched his head, but he still didn't understand, but he didn't continue to ask.

"The tea is ready, how about you taste it? This is my unique skill."