The dome was dyed with a gloomy sadness, and it was black.

The greenery has faded, and the birds and finches have taken shelter from the rain under the treetops, huddled together to resist the noisy cold wind.

The withered yellow leaves fall all over the stone steps between the hills, and the rain beats with a sometimes crisp and sometimes dull sound.

Boom——!

Boom——!

The water at the foot of the mountain, the pavilion in all directions is quaint, and there are mottled figures.

The autumn rain showers, turning into a jade rain curtain falling on the top of the pavilion, at first glance, it is a refreshing taste.

"Uh-huh——!"

Two white-haired twin milk dolls of about two years old staggered towards the steps of the pavilion, halfway through, and staggered to a halt.

They bent timidly and lay on the ground slowly, for fear that they would fall.

"Giggles! Babble! ”

They climbed and crawled, rubbing quietly on the ground, through the bluestone fence, reaching out to catch the cool rain in the sky, casually raising their hands, giggling, and their eyes were full of innocence.

"Hinata, Hika," the Yamato Nadeshiko-like woman, dressed in a luxurious black kimono, pampered back the little hands of the two of them, and softly blamed,

"Don't just run over without a sound."

"Stay away from the rain, you two are weak and easy to catch the cold."

Uh-huh,

The two girls looked at each other, blinked, and nodded obediently.

The maternity house stroking the slightly bulging lower abdomen, and couldn't help but aim at the center of the pavilion.

Click!

The pale palm, pure black jade, quietly fell on the vertical and horizontal chessboard, breaking up the slight water droplets on it, and it was crystal clear at first glance.

"Seven out of ten."

The slightly sickly Yaoya Yaoya held the ugly scar on his forehead, and his sky-like ethereal eyes stared at the sorrowful Mingyu who was chanting with his hands folded on the opposite side, and said softly to reveal the location of his son.

Beimingyu was stunned for a while, as if he was thinking about countermeasures, thinking about it for a long time, shaking his head and admitting defeat,

"Lord, I lost."

Click——!

The paper fan unfolded, across the cheek, and Yaoya Yashiki showed a chuckle,

"Brother Beimingyu, didn't you say it, the name of the lord, don't call it in private."

"Rules are rules, not to mention that without your rescue at that time, I am afraid that I would have died in prison."

For reason, Beimingyu didn't say much, but between his lips and teeth, he showed a trace of hesitation.

"If Brother Beimingyu has anything to say, you might as well say it directly,"

Yaoya shook his head and smiled softly, and his eyes that could still see some things clearly fell on the cheeks of Sorrowful Mingyu,

"After all, when you first started playing chess, you seem to have something to say."

"Amitabha Buddha ......." mournful Mingyu whispered, and then showed a wry smile,

"I can't hide anything from you, my lord,"

Behind the incomprehensible dull sound, there is a hidden meaning of inquiry,

"I just want to ask Ming Fei about the situation, do we really need Ming Fei to try all the breathing methods?"

Click!

"There is a need."

Yaoya Yaoya picked up the chess pieces one by one, fell into the stone box, and lowered his eyes to explain,

"Throughout the establishment of the Ghost Slayer Team, there are several geniuses like Ming Fei, but most of them died on the way to becoming talents."

"After all, he is not the god-like figure who created the breath of the sun four hundred years ago, and he does not have the kind of innate power. Of course, as long as he is given time to grow, I am sure that he will not be inferior to that one. ”

Click——!

Phew——!

Phew——!

The delivery house gently covered the chess box, and felt a tightness in his chest because the explanation was too long, and he couldn't help pausing for a while, panting slightly,

"Sending him to various locations for trials is to hope that he can gather the strengths of a hundred schools and find his own way, but also to worry that he will step into the battlefield too early and die a short life."

"In order to avoid this as much as possible, I hope that he will have more and stronger power."

"The lord is thinking about ........" Bei Mingyu shook his head and guessed, "However, what the lord thinks should be more than that." ”

"Yes, more than that," Yaoya rubbed the little head of his daughter who crawled into his arms,

"For ordinary people, it is indeed enough to master a breathing method that can kill the enemy and then continue to improve, but in that case, the end is clear, and it stops at the pillar."

The delivery house pursed his lips slightly, and couldn't help sighing,

"How many years, although the lower chord is only a hand to the column. But once it comes to winding, the situation is completely reversed. ”

"But I saw a different possibility in Ming Fei, the possibility of surpassing the column!"

"I think Ming Fei will definitely be able to go further. Therefore, what is important to him is never the breathing method, but the indescribable spirit and perception behind the breathing method that has been passed down for more than 400 years. ”

Between the eyes of the delivery house, wipe away the cool raindrops on the stone plate,

"The stillness of the water! Burning fire! Wind madness! The harmony of nature and human nature formed after dozens of generations, and the vicissitudes of life for 400 years, are the gifts I really want to give him. ”

"Finding himself, knowing himself, acknowledging himself, and forging his heart in training, I want him to be as perfect a person as possible."

"Then,"

Ahem!

Yaoya coughed violently a few times, and let his wife who rushed to help him up, and kept smoothing his breath.

Yaoya grabbed his wife's warm hand, shook his head slightly, and looked at Sorrowful Island,

"Then become the strongest of this era, and be the one who can lead all the members of the Demon Slayer Squad."

Hearing this, Yanzhu's hand couldn't help but stop, and his invisible eyes widened slightly.

The strongest? Leading the Ghost Slayer?

Yaoya didn't notice the abnormality of the sorrowful island, but showed a smile of expectation,

"I believe that Ming Fei, if the power of the Ghost Slayer is scattered water, then he will definitely be able to condense everyone's strength, with him, the Ghost Slayer Team is destined to tilt out more turbulent power."

"In this way, even if I die unexpectedly one day, I will have someone who can trust everything."

"My lord, do you expect Ming Fei so much?" Beimingyu got up and was silent for a long time, leaving only such a sigh.

Lord, he is already paving the way for Ming Fei to become a leader?

On the surface, it is a trial, teaching Ming Fei sword moves; The inside is to forge the heart and shape the person; But it's even more so that it's transparent and not acquaintances!

The incumbent water pillar, the current Yan pillar......

That's the power of the older generation.

Rabbit, Yiyong, Kyojuro, Immortal River, Kana Megumi........

This is the strength of this generation.

In the future, Ming Fei will inevitably come into contact with the power of the next generation.

Lord, does he want to put the present and even the future of the ghost killing team in the hands of Ming Fei?

"He's worth it,"

Yaoya Yashiki grinned, and couldn't help rubbing the smooth chess box,

"If we can end the curse of thousands of years, let alone the ghost killing team, even if I give him my life, it should be."

Due to the existence of the onimai, the Sanyashiki family suffered from a curse, and most of the men were weak and sickly, and it was difficult for them to live past the age of 30 even if they married to the priest era.

It's like God is using a short life as a bargaining chip, and the responsibility for eliminating the ghost dance is not miserable on the heads of generations of teenagers in the delivery house.

At the same time, the heavens have also endowed the Sanyashiki family with a power similar to foreknowledge.

Although the time is not working, but from the moment he saw the sleeping Mingfei, Yaoya Sanyashiki saw a picture.

The picture made his heart subconsciously ring, it was a long-lost excitement!

That's definitely not an illusion!