"No, it doesn't seem to be pure red."

Because he had the red Nihon Wheel Knife on his body, Ryuxia keenly noticed the difference between the two knives and the red knife of the Flame Breath Swordsman in terms of color.

The color on these two Japanese knives is darker than the usual red.

It's not so much red as Hesse.

Although the two are the same color system, there is still a slight visual difference.

"What kind of breathing method does Heser's knife correspond to?"

Ryusha fell into deep thought.

He had never heard of a knife taking on a he-color, and of all the breathing methods that existed, only the sword of the Flame Breath Swordsman was red, the closest to this color, but it had never appeared.

Maybe it's because Ryuxia hasn't been exposed to the news about Hedao, which is no longer the information that ordinary ghost slayer swordsmen can get, or maybe there is no essential difference between Hese and red, and Ryuxia's most suitable is still the breath of fire...... Although he realized that the latter speculation was unlikely.

When he practiced the breathing method, he also felt that the breath of water was the easiest to cultivate, and the breath of fire was the most difficult to cultivate, which in itself already showed the compatibility between him and the breathing method.

"Forget it, no matter what color it is, it doesn't matter to me whether it fits or not, with my talent, I will definitely create my own breathing method that suits me in the future."

Ryusha no longer thinks about such obvious unanswered questions.

"Swordsman-sama, if you have already obtained your own Hinawa Sword, can you return the previous two swords to the Demon Slayer?"

The middle-aged woman said to Ryuxia, and after Ryuxia looked at her, she further explained, "The Nichiren Sword is also very precious within the Oni Slayer Squad, unless it is an irresistible circumstance such as breaking or losing it while fighting the Oni, we will recycle the extra Nichiren Knife and then issue it to other swordsmen who are suitable for them." ”

"Okay, here you go."

Ryusha did not refuse, and handed the green and red knife back to the middle-aged woman.

Then, taking his two newfound Heseri knives, he left the city and set out on his journey again.

The crow looked at the Heser Wheel Knife in his hand, spread his wings, and flew towards the headquarters of the Demon Slayer after giving Ryuxia the direction of the new mission location.

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Two days later, as the sun was setting, Ryusha came to a village on the plains.

The scale of this village is not large, and even among all the villages of this era that Luxia has seen so far, it is almost the smallest one, the whole village is only two hundred meters in circumference, and it seems that there are only about twenty families at most, and the population is no more than a hundred.

However, according to the information of the crow, it is that this small village is lurking with very dangerous evil spirits.

So far, two members of the Ghost Slayer Team have come here to investigate, but they have not returned, let alone the swordsman himself, and not even the crows who contacted them have not returned, like a stone sinking into the sea, not even a single wave has been set off.

Under such circumstances, Ryusha walked into the village.

As soon as she entered the village, Ryuxia immediately noticed the strangeness of the place.

The village itself is not lively, but there are nearly a hundred people, but surprisingly, few people will walk around outside all the way in Luxia, as if the whole village is dead, and there is not even a little sound coming from the households.

Secondly, it is clear that it is the time of sunset, but there is not even a black smoke rising in the village, and none of the 20 or so households is making a fire to cook.

Then, among the few villagers who were walking around, Ryusha found some more conspicuous anomalies.

Their faces were all very bad without exception, pale like sick patients, and the whole person was in a trance, looking sluggish.

When they saw Ryuxia, an obvious outsider, none of them came to inquire.

These anomalies alone appeared on the surface and had already caught Ryuxia's attention.

Lu Xia's eyes narrowed slightly, the index finger of his left hand unconsciously tapped on the handle of the knife on his waist, and his eyes looked around little by little, and a thoughtful look appeared in his eyes.

He approached the surrounding houses and looked through the windows to see what was going on in the nearest houses.

In the first one, several members of the family were sleeping.

The second one, also sleeping.

The third and fourth are still sleeping.

After checking seven or eight houses in a row, Ryuxia finally found that most of the people in this village were sleeping.

The few people who were awake were still sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze, and some of them even showed a smirk that didn't know what good things had come to mind, making their expressions look extremely stupid.

The reason why this village is in a state of 'dead' is because the vast majority of people are asleep.

It's just that the sun hasn't completely set, and the night hasn't come, so I'm already asleep, and it's still dragging my family, even the whole village?

If it's just a family falling asleep at this time, it can be said to be a difference in work and rest time, but it is quite strange for a whole village to fall asleep at this time.

"That...... Are you someone from outside? ”

When Lu Xia passed by the door of the last house, a somewhat surprised voice came from inside, and then a young man about fifteen or sixteen years old walked out of it.

Ryusha stopped and looked at the other party.

He looks very ordinary on the outside, wearing a gray autumn coat and a kind smile on his face.

"Hello, my name is Murakami."

The other party looked at the sunset in the distance, and took the initiative to propose to Lu Xia: "It's almost night, do you want to stay at my house for one night?" I just made dinner. ”

A hospitable smile appeared on his face, with some anticipation in his expression.

"Okay."

Ryuxia raised her eyebrows slightly, responded succinctly, and then followed behind Murakami and walked into the house.

The crow flew from a distance and landed on the roof of the house next to it, its dark eyes staring at Ryuxia and Murakami, who had entered the house.

Murakami's house is empty.

There were two bedrooms, but he was the only one in the whole house.

"My parents accidentally encountered robbers when they were out last year, so now I'm the only one at home."

As he said this, Murakami took out the gruel in the pot and put it on the table, "Let's drink a bowl of porridge to warm up your body, the weather is still very cold this season." ”

As he said this, he also opened the cupboard, took out a plate of pickled vegetables from it, and took out two pairs of chopsticks from the chopstick cage.

When he saw his action of taking the chopsticks, Ryuxia's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly.

The chopstick cage is made of wood, divided into two halves in the middle with a wooden board, and it looks like there are two mouths, with four pairs of chopsticks on the outside and only one pair on the inside.

After Murakami took out one pair of the four pairs of chopsticks from the outer mouth, he took out the only pair of chopsticks from the inner mouth.

Moreover, he took out the pair of chopsticks from his mouth and put them in front of Ryuxia.