……

"Originally, the goal of the Yuanyi Zero style production was to replace the members of the ghost killing team to avoid more casualties."

"It was a great idea, especially in those days."

Tie Qiao touched the box, his eyes were gloomy, and he sighed slightly:

"Unfortunately, after the production was completed, the weight of the Zero was much higher than expected."

"The technology is not enough to allow itself to chase the enemy from a distance."

"Basically, no one can carry the Zero to the battlefield freely, and there are great shortcomings in autonomous movement when fighting..."

Syllable!

He slapped the box, turned his head with a smile, and looked at everyone:

"So, the current Zero is a training puppet for the members of the Ghost Slayer Team."

Tie Qiao's tone is confident, quite proud:

"Don't look at him as an antique for more than 300 years."

"Now, I can still play close to the pillar."

As he spoke, his gaze turned to the crowd in front of him.

The eyes swept over the faces of several people in Beimingyu one by one.

One column, two columns, three columns...

"Ahem!" He coughed violently twice, then looked at Shi Tou's family:

"Zero Style is suitable for swordsmen below the pillar rank to practice swordsmanship, how are you over there, do you have any ideas?"

Tie Qiao said generously: "You have saved the Forging Knife Village, as long as you don't destroy the puppet, it's completely okay to practice this kind of thing!" ”

Then.

"Wait."

Shi Tou only Lang suddenly spoke, he raised his hand slightly, and looked at Tie Qiao suspiciously:

"You said this doll's... What is the archetypal swordsman called? ”

Tie Qiao looked at the only lang strangely, and he tilted his head:

"Jiguo Yuanyi, what's wrong?"

Time.

All eyes were on the only Lang.

"Ah, no... It's okay. ”

After being stunned for a moment, he smiled, touched the back of his head, and dodged his eyes.

Although it is a woodcutter.

But in his own family, there is indeed a family tree.

And it's very clearly recorded.

In the Warring States Period, the two people of "Jiguo Iwatsu" and "Jiguo Yuanichi" were the beginnings.

Although the second generation changed his surname to Shi Tho.

However, the handwriting of "Jiguo Yuanyi" on the genealogy is slightly newer than that of "Jiguo Yansheng", as if it was filled in later.

I see.

The only Lang looked at the edge of the zero style.

He seemed to understand why his home was so close to a village he had never heard of.

As for the Jiguo Iwatsu who came from home.

The only Lang thought before that it was probably the same name.

Now...

Thinking back to all the novelties he had seen last night, he couldn't be sure what the truth was.

Suddenly.

Swish!

A hand stretched out from the side and was raised high - although the owner of the hand was short.

The crowd looked down with their hands.

- It's Arihiro.

"I have questions."

Arichiro frowned, he looked like he couldn't bear it, raised his hand, and interrupted the conversation loudly:

"I don't understand."

He spoke out loud the question in his heart:

"What are the ghost slayer you have been talking about, the Nihon Knife, the ghost, the pillar..."

Ariro said a lot of nouns in one breath that he had never heard before:

"These are... What? ”

"From last night until now... What are you all discussing? ”

As he spoke, he also looked back at Muichiro and the only one, with a puzzled expression:

"Why was my father and Muichiro able to follow me so naturally, obviously just by chance, stupid?"

At this moment, Ichiro has a faint dark circle under his eyes.

It's been a night without sleep, and Arichiro feels that he is the only normal person around.

Now, shouldn't you go home as soon as possible?

Hear the words.

Sadness Mingyu, Maki Shoulang, Tieqiao and several people looked at him Youlang.

"Guys... Isn't it a member of the Demon Slayer Team? ”

Grief Mingyu Xingming moved the rosary, he asked after a long absence, and tilted his head slightly, facing the position of Maki Shoulang.

Arichiro looked up at the sorrowful Mingyu who was talking angrily, he shook his head and rubbed his neck a little uncomfortably:

"We're just woodcutters who live nearby."

Beimingyu didn't speak again, he just tilted his head towards Maki Shoulang.

It was Maki Jurou who brought a few people from the forest.

Purgatory Maki Jurou sighed helplessly, feeling extremely heavy, and his bright hair seemed to be much darker.

He didn't think about it either.

The woodcutter actually held a knife.

He even knows breathing and sword skills.

It can even hurt the upper string.

It's only been three weeks since I held the knife.

When encountering such a person, it was still at an urgent moment of battle, and Maki Juro defined the Shi Tou family as members of the ghost killing team without even thinking about it.

It would be a pity that such combat power was not used in time.

Thereupon.

Arichiro looked at everyone blankly.

Everyone looked at Maki Jurou blankly.

Maki Juro spread his hands.

“……”

After a brief moment of silence.

Everyone present probably understood what was going on.

"I see... It was our own assertion that we misunderstood. ”

Sorrowful Mingyu Urn said angrily, he nodded apologetically at Shi Tou's family, and tears flowed down quite naturally:

"I'm so sorry..."

There is a Lang who saw the tears falling from the tears of the sorrowful Mingyu, and once again affirmed the idea of 'I am the only normal person here'.

"Don't be sorry, guys."

"It's just that I think it's new."

"Arichiro has a point."

The father on the side patted his son on the shoulder at this time, he smiled and poked his head out, affirming Ariro's words:

"I also want to know what all this means."

His tone was gentle, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the morning sun was sprinkled cleanly on half of his face, looking very pleasant:

"Can I please explain, please."

Arichiro was taken aback.

He hurriedly turned his head and looked at his father, and wanted to cry without tears.

No, that's not what he said for that!

He's here to get out and go home!

Shitou Ichiro - there is no love in life.

Sorrowful Mingyu Xingming plucked the prayer beads, two lines of tears flowed, he listened to the words of the only lang, and bowed his head slightly:

"Ahh What a precious curiosity... I got it..."

"The so-called ghost is..."

……

After some explanation from Sorrowful Mingyu.

Several people sat down cross-legged on the spot.

"Terrifying in appearance, cannibal, and unique in thinking..."

Arichiro counted the characteristics of the ghost, his brow furrowed more and more, and he asked sideways:

“… Is it a characteristic of a ghost to have words in his eyes? ”

"Yes." Maki Shourou hurriedly reminded: "The ghost with words in his eyes is an extremely powerful ghost, please flee as soon as you see it." ”

Hear the words.

Yulang was slightly stunned.

"That..."

He asked cautiously:

"There are six eyes, and there are words in the eyes, but they don't eat people... Is it a ghost? ”

At the moment when Arichiro's tail fell.

Swish!

Not only did he explain to him, but Tanjuro, who had been silent on the side, also leaned over.

"Where did you meet him?"

(End of chapter)