Moriro walks very slowly, and because he has to take care of a little girl like Kobako, he can't walk like flying—and Japan is originally a long and narrow country. The skeletal warrior finally decided to build a reed hut in the mountains and teach the little leaf to survive before leaving. "The source of demonic energy is there, and even without me, there are warriors who crusade against it. I'm just a skeleton ghost, just do what I can, save what I can save. ”

There is no need to be displaced, Xiao Yezi's body suddenly becomes healthier. Sen Luo has money, and those demons killed by him sometimes have something valuable on them, which can be sold completely - let Xiao Ye go, and towns not far away will often post notices to reward demons, and at this time, Xiao Ye will also be asked to pick up. As for the actual operation, it depends on the situation, those who Sen Luo thinks can make Xiao Yezi do it will let her do it, and those who are relatively strong are those who are killed by Sen Luo himself.

All of a sudden, the demon slayer in the mountain was very famous - Xiao Yezi was considered his maid, and this demon slayer who was unwilling to show his head asked his own maid to run this. "Breathe, you have to pay attention to your breathing. Make it a habit for you - don't get so flustered that you almost chopped up your breath like last time. Senro's double tone rang out in the woods.

The skeletal samurai's skeletal face was not facing Koha, who was wielding a wooden knife, but towards his own hands. Sen Luo held a wooden stick several inches long in his left hand, while his right hand moved on the stick. The iron-colored skeletal fingers wiped pieces of wood from the stick, and at the top of the stick, a vague spherical shape had appeared. Xiao Yezi quickly waved it enough times and ran to Sen Luo's side, looking curiously at the wooden stick in his hand, "Master, what are you doing?" ”

"I'm just carving Buddha statues." Sen Luo answered Xiao Yezi's question flatly. That's true, swordsmanship has reached the point of Sen Luo, what needs to be cultivated more is his own heart, and controlling his demonic energy also requires the power of the heart, so Sen Luo is to carve Buddha statues with meditation to reconcile his heart. Xiao Yezi naturally has to learn these powers to reconcile the mind - after all, the power of subduing demons and eliminating demons is obtained by Sen Luo in his own cultivation, and as for borrowing the power of gods and Buddhas, this skeleton warrior has always believed that it may not be reliable.

"It's okay to seal it, but forget it if you fight." When Xiao Yezi also asked him this question, Sen Luo gave her the answer that was this.

This was an era of war, and although the Tokugawa family had gained the world for more than 100 years, and the whole of Japan had been peaceful for 100 years, the appearance of the 100 demons made the world chaotic again. In this era, children are already maturing quickly, especially Japanese farmers, and children as big as small leaves are already going to work in the fields. So, Xiao Yezi soon became like a little adult, and his body didn't grow much, but he would have already done his own thing.

Time passed, winter turned to spring, and Amakusa Castle in the south never succeeded in the samurai crusade, so the sky was still shrouded in a thick demonic aura, and the sky was always cloudy during the day. And the evil thoughts emanating from Kusa Castle that day turned half of Japan into hell, and ordinary people were invaded by such evil thoughts, and they all turned into villains one by one. And the demons and monsters openly wandered in broad daylight, and the demon king who should have died a long time ago was rampant on the land with his ghost army.

The Shinano area has been turned into a ghost domain and a place outside the law, and the orders of the Tokugawa family can no longer be carried out there. This year, Xiao Yezi is already a child who may be seven or eight years old. Her current swordsmanship is also passable - in Sen Luo's eyes, and then breathing has become instinctive, and it is penetrated by the spiritual power of her body, and the mana of the scriptures is also familiar, and there should be no problem with sealing and eliminating demons. "Even against the evil people with bad intentions, it's no problem." Sen Luo said.

He had already prepared a knife for his female apprentice, and Xiao Yezi had already used this knife to kill demons. Sen Luo didn't know how to make knives, he just chose a sturdy treasure knife, let Xiao Yezi strengthen it with aura mana, and use this knife to kill more demons - it will naturally turn into a demon knife to eliminate demons. Now Xiao Yezi thinks that he should be able to survive in this world by relying on this craft.

On a foggy morning, Sen Luo disappeared like this. When Xiao Yezi woke up, she could no longer find the skeleton teacher who often sat under the tree in the nunnery and carved Buddha statues, leaving only nearly 100 wooden Buddha statues of all sizes inside and outside the nunnery. Xiao Yezi knew that there would definitely be such a day, but when it really came, this little girl couldn't help crying. "It's good to be able to live well and pass on this swordsmanship. Small leaves. Sen Luo said as he walked.

The direction he was heading was Amakusa Castle, and in the darkness, Moriro knew that many of his questions could be answered there. "Get rid of that guy, maybe life here will be a little better." It's just that Sen Luo also understands that if he wants to sleep peacefully, I'm afraid this won't work, and the killing of Amakusa may have just begun. "Keep your eyes out of Japan......," said the skeletal samurai, who said that it was difficult to understand what the world was like now, and that it was difficult to understand the limited sight of Japan - the Tokugawa shogunate was closed to the country.

From now on, the further you go to Amakusa Castle in the south, the more demons and monsters there will be along the way. Although many samurai and swordsmen have been killing monsters over the years, they are helpless against the vengeful demons hiding in Amakusa Castle.

"Do you want to drink?" Sen Luo sat under a big tree by the roadside, the pale sunlight shining on him through the dead branches overhead. The skeletal samurai turned his skeletal face to the place where the voice came from, it was a young man, a guy who could be considered a beautiful boy. The boy carried a large wine gourd on his back and a pair of small horns on his head. "It's a ghost." Sen Luo sighed, "Look at me like this, can I drink?" Ha ha. The words are quite free.

"I saw that you had a flask around your waist, and I thought you were also a good drinker. I didn't expect ......" The young man muttered, sat down cross-legged, casually took out a large plate from his arms, took off the wine gourd behind him and poured out a plate of wine. Sen Luo's head was raised slightly, "This wine ......" there was no emotion in his words, "Yes, this wine is made from a mixture of the blood of a young girl, and Your Excellency is not an illiterate person." ”