"In a dream?"

Butterfly couldn't bear to look surprised.

"Yes, I dreamed of him twice, and both from the perspective of my ancestors."

Chuanliu didn't have the idea of hiding it, and there was no need to hide it, and he himself was more puzzled about why he dreamed of the ancestor's past, and the appearance of Jiguo Yuanyi.

Was this a coincidence, or was it a deliberate effort from the ancestral spirits?

While talking to Butterfly Shinobu in the river, Xiao Tie had already begun to disassemble the device on the chest of the Yuan Yi Zero Style.

Inside are very delicate gear bearings, which make people feel a little dizzy when they look open.

Most of them are rusty and look shabby.

Xiao Tie picked up the tool in his hand, and focused on disassembling some of the internal parts that were too worn out to use, and then installing and replacing them with new and identical parts.

During the whole process, his hands were very steady and careful, for fear of accidentally crumbling the dilapidated mechanism puppet.

The forehead secreted sweat a little bit, Xiao Tie's hand was precise and regular, and it looked like there was a wonderful beauty in it.

While watching Xiao Tie's operation, Butterfly Shinobu chatted with Chuanliu.

"I've heard about you. It's called the Ancestral Dream."

"I heard that the memories of the ancestors are actually passed down in the bloodline, passed down from generation to generation, and in some cases, the memories hidden in the body are awakened, and all the dreams come naturally."

"If you have a descendant, maybe one day, he or she will dream of experiencing the present from your perspective."

"It's a funny thing, you met me, and I've never had a dream like this."

Butterfly Shinobu described the situation when he saw the river in some miscellaneous conversations.

Those similar fantasy miscellaneous conversations are actually not very credible, but they really encountered it when they were in the river, which means that similar things have indeed happened and have been recorded.

Chuan Liushi nodded, watching Xiao Tie remove one of the arms of the Yuan puppet, and then correct the bad parts at the joint.

Butterfly Shinobu thinks that this dream is accidental, but when he actually sees the flow of spirits, he is noncommittal.

The dead Sayuki Hara and Yanagi and others are the best examples.

There is something special about this world, and after death, people can turn into spirits and gaze at this world.

At this time, it is an accident to dream of the fate of the country, and not to believe it when the river flows.

But so far, these dreams have not helped him much, they are just some small talk about family affairs between Tanji Ancestor and Jiguo Yuanyi.

Maybe if you dream about it later, something useful will appear, thought to himself.

"Xiao Tie is from the Knife Forging Village, but I think he is very skilled in handling machine dolls, and it is a bit strange that he doesn't seem to be able to do it overnight."

I don't want to think about dreams for the time being.,Chuanliu has a strong interest in the little iron and the edge of the zero in front of him.。

This puppet is made, and it also uses the same appearance as Ji Guoyuan, does that also have some of his strength? I am very interested in the river.

"I don't know about this, I don't know the history of Forging Knife Village."

In this regard, Butterfly Shinobi, who has always known the point, shook his head this time and said that he didn't know.

As a swordsman, she didn't actually deliberately understand the Knife Forging Village.

Most swordsmen are like this, for them, killing ghosts is the most important thing, as long as there is no problem with the Nichiren sword, they basically can't remember the sword forging village.

Xiao Tie heard the words of the two, turned his back to the two, and took a breath.

"The people of our village didn't just forge the Nichiren sword before."

"All kinds of craftsmen have existed, but it was only because of the request of the head of the ghost killing team, and the existence of such creatures as ghosts, that the village slowly changed its style and became a village that only forged knives."

"My ancestors were special craftsmen who made mechanical dolls, and I myself was very interested in mechanical dolls, but I didn't like forging knives much."

"In my opinion, let the puppet

Moving is the most joyful thing."

He paused his movements, then unmasked and wiped his sweat.

As soon as he turned his head, a delicate little face was revealed.

With thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a baby face, he is somewhat similar to Tanjiro.

It looks like a child.

Chuan Liushi smiled and said, "Then look at the old level of this puppet, it is also handed down by your ancestors."

"Can you still move?"

Xiao Tie looked back at Yuan Yi Zero, then turned his head and said with some hesitation: "It is indeed handed down by my ancestor, and it is said that it is the most proud work of my ancestor, and it took more than ten years to polish it."

"As for whether I can still move, I don't know."

"Actually, most of the forging methods for the puppets have been lost."

"I have books at home, but no one teaches me, and it is difficult to read only by unknown materials."

"I've been teaching myself for a long time, and I can only barely make a dull puppet, and I can't necessarily fix this."

It can make a stupid puppet, but it is difficult to repair the edge of the zero type.

Chuan Liu's eyes lit up: "You mean to say it's complicated?"

Xiao Tie nodded, "Yes, and it's powerful."

"I've read the description of it in the puppet manual left by my ancestors, it can cut down string ghosts, it can fight against pillar-level swordsmen without falling behind, and it was once used by the ghost slayer team as a threshold to test the combat power of the pillar."

"But I don't know if the ancestors are praising their own works, it sounds a little too powerful."

He didn't really believe the descriptions.

Xiao Tie knows the horror of those ghosts, not to mention the lower string, and there are pillar-level swordsmen who are much stronger than the lower string.

"I didn't expect that there would be such a miracle hundreds of years ago, Xiao Tie, your ancestor is really an amazing character."

Butterfly Shinobu let out an exclamation and did not hesitate to praise.

"No, no." Xiao Tie lowered his head a little embarrassed.

On the side, the river rubbed his chin, and his eyes flashed with thought.

He didn't doubt the power of the puppet recorded by Xiao Tie's ancestor.

This is an intuition, and the edge of the zero style sitting silently on the ground in front of him really gives the river a strange feeling.

It definitely has decent combat capabilities.

This is not because of the subtlety of its makers, but because of its imitators.

The ancestor of Xiao Tie is definitely someone who has seen Ji Guoyuan's shot, and recognized his strength, so he wants to create a puppet based on him.

Turning around and putting on a mask, Xiao Tie continued to repair the puppet, and Chuan Liushi and Butterfly Shinobu watched quietly on the side, and they didn't feel bored, mainly because Xiao Tie's method of disassembling and correcting parts looked like it had a damn beauty.

About half an hour later, Xiao Tiedang threw aside the tools in his hand with a bang, and then sat on the ground limp all over.

He gasped for breath, and when he looked closely, the holes were a little loose.

Because the spirit is too concentrated, the consumption of energy is quite huge, and Xiao Tie is not very old, and his physical strength is not comparable to that of adults, and he is not tired now.

When the river flowed, he walked in, stretched out his hand and put it on Xiao Tie's shoulder, and gave him a few wisps of blood.

It was visible to the naked eye, Xiao Tie's breath became stable, and his face was also bloody.

"The broken parts in its body have basically been replaced with good ones."

"If you can move, just watch."

Supporting himself to stand up, Xiao Tie walked behind Yuan Yiling with an excited face full of anxiety.

Click!

The button at the back of the neck is activated.

The three of them held their breath in unison, a little nervous.

Click......

In a series of mechanical clicks, Zero's body began to shake like a convulsion.