Wow——
In the forest, the treetops swayed, reflecting shadows under the bright moon that climbed to the sky.
Gululu…
"Ahem...ho!"
Lei stared, his head rolled to the ground, and he looked at the people in front of him in a daze.
For a moment, I couldn't react.
The head has been chopped off!
Why is the former one mixed with humans...? !
——Don’t Master Wuhan know about this? ?
He opened his mouth wide and trembled, trying to say something, but he was choked and could only utter hoarse syllables of unknown meaning.
His pupils slowly looked at Tanjuro.
——Who is this guy? !
Being able to chop off your own head as a string... is extremely dangerous!
Perhaps due to a special experience, when I was tired and unwinding, I had already seen all the ways of winding.
This is without mercy.
At this time.
"Muichiro!" Ichiro glanced at the tired head on the ground that was beginning to turn into ashes, and he suddenly reacted:
"Stand still!"
He quickly turned around and ran to his younger brother. He looked up and down at Muichiro with worried eyes and shouted:
"It wasn't cut into pieces!"
Snapped!
There was fear hidden in his eyes, and he covered Muichiro's ears from both sides with trembling hands, and his tone of voice was unnatural:
"The head is still there!"
As he spoke, he rubbed Muichiro's head vigorously.
"It hurts so much. Brother, what happened to you suddenly?"
Muichiro looked at his brother who suddenly went crazy in confusion, and casually slapped away the other's hands on both sides of his head:
"Of course I'm fine... No, wait."
"...Something's wrong." He frowned slightly, feeling a little strange, and even took a step back in fear.
In my mind, why is my brother who has a bad face and scolds me from time to time missing?
Muichiro's expression became alert, and he even looked up and down at his abnormal brother:
"Did you fall into the psychedelic vampire spell?"
The two brothers who had been staying in Butterfly House naturally learned a lot about ghosts from Butterfly Ninja.
"No!" Ichiro noticed his brother taking half a step back, and worried thoughts choked in his mouth.
He looked at the doubt in Muichiro's eyes and felt as if his brother's words were like several sharp swords piercing his chest.
"Because just now..." He immediately kept leaning forward and froze in place.
Opening his mouth, he choked.
This may be the first time that Ichiro, as the elder brother, feels the feeling of failure in front of his younger brother.
tread.
Wiping the sweat from his face, Weiyilang walked over, looked at the two noisy brothers, and then looked up at the two people rushing in front of him.
Wow!
"...Haha." Weiyilang smiled and spread his arms, hugging the two brothers one by one, squeezing tears from the corners of his eyes:
"It's okay!"
on the ground.
Perhaps because he was about to die, his tired thoughts gradually gathered together.
"...Family." Lei's eyes passed through the legs of Tanjuro and Stepkuni Iwakatsu, staring directly at the two brothers who were talking.
In a daze, he realized that there was nothing but snow in front of him.
The slowly falling snowflakes fell in his silver pupils without melting.
Snow?
Tired for a moment.
When... did it snow?
The clothes of the two people standing in front of them seemed to have changed into something they had never seen before.
At this time.
rustle…
"I'm sorry that I couldn't let you be born with a healthy body..."
In the gradually whitening vision, the "mother" in the memory fell into a pool of blood with tears mixed with blood, her voice hoarse.
"It's okay, I'm tired."
The father with tears in his eyes was holding the blade, pointing it at himself who had turned into a demon:
"I will die with you."
His pupils shrank.
So,
He remembered.
I want family just because I love my parents...
——Inner guilt.
In the silver-white eyes, reflecting the dim moon, two figures, a man and a woman, seemed to appear in them.
"…sorry."
A hoarse voice came from his throat.
A gentle breeze blew.
Completely reduced to ashes.
…
…
After watching Yui completely turn into ashes, Tanjuro turned sideways and inserted Muichiro's sword into his scabbard.
"Eh?" Muichiro looked at his scabbard in surprise. He didn't realize at all that he had lost the Nichirin Sword.
Tanjuro turned around, his chest rising and falling slightly.
He stuffed his raven into his arms and led the way, running almost at full speed.
And, when he was at the bottom of the mountain, he met——
He looked to his side.
A tall swordsman wearing a snake-print feather fabric.
In the six golden eyes, the word "winding" has disappeared.
——Hei Sheimou.
"Has Shang Xian Zhi Si weakened to this extent..."
He stood upright, slowly put the no longer ferocious blade into its sheath, and sighed in his tone:
"The concentration of blood in the body is so thick, but the strength does not match it."
After all, as a ghost, Hei Shimo doesn't have to worry about whether his body will be injured, and his way of rushing is naturally different from that of a human being.
That high-speed sprint that almost plowed the ground left a deep impression on Tanjuro.
Looking at the flute broken in two on the ground, Jiguo Yansheng bent down and carefully put away the flute.
Although it wasn't the one he kept in his chest, it was carved by him himself.
Sensing Tanjuro's gaze, he glanced sideways slightly.
After observing Tanjuro at close range, his expression was startled.
I always feel…
Jiguo Yansheng narrowed his eyes slightly.
——More like it than before.
The two looked at each other, but neither one spoke first.
for a long time.
Until Ichiro came back to his senses, he looked at the two of them with strange eyes.
"meet again."
Jiguo Yansheng closed his upper and lower eyes and said in a low voice:
"——Gopachirou."
The last time they met face to face like this, the two sides were still enemies.
Of course, they are not considered friendly forces now, but his own position has changed slightly.
As if to show that he meant no harm, he folded his hands and held them in front of his chest - this was an action that would not allow him to draw the knife quickly.
Although to the ghost, this can only be a sign.
At this time.
"Gah!"
The bird's head emerged from Tanjuro's arms. He turned around curiously and looked around: "Who is calling my name..."
Halfway through what he said, Tanjuro pushed him back with an expressionless face.
"Yeah." Tanjuro glanced at Heishimou, who had a very serious expression and emotion, and was at a loss to explain for a moment.
He looked away slightly.
——I’ll explain it later when I have a chance.
Looking at Yilang behind Hei Shimo, he nodded slightly.
It seems that Hei Shimo is very interested in Tokito's family now.
Seeing Tanjuro's taciturn appearance, Stepkuni Iwakatsu didn't show any surprise.
Since it was the future that Yuanyi had expected, it must be similar to Yuanyi's temperament.
——Yuanyi.
After leaving Wuhan, Jiguo Yansheng had not been able to find anyone to express his inner thoughts to for a long time.
Although I didn’t have any thoughts to talk about before.
Everything changed after Gopachiro appeared.
“I’ve been thinking about it since last time.”
Seemingly thinking about others, Jiguo Yansheng walked through the woods with deep eyes and began to talk to himself:
"Why was I born in this world?"
"——What exactly am I going to do? What is the meaning of what I have done so far?"
He lowered his head, looked at his palms, and clenched his fists slightly.
"Walking aimlessly while thinking."
As he said that, his eyes stayed on Tokitou and his son, who were in a daze beside him:
“After one question is solved, the next one follows.”
"Maybe the path I'm walking on now still doesn't belong to me, or maybe..."
After finishing speaking, he turned his head, looked directly at Tanjuro, and told him the question in his heart:
"Gopachiro, you——"
"Do you know the meaning of your existence in the world?"
Tanjuro's appearance was reflected in his golden eyes.
He was looking forward to and curious about the other party's answer.
During this period, he had contact with a large number of humans, but unfortunately - most humans were ignorant and unable to communicate at all.
and.
He was even more curious about this person who was burdened with Yuanyi's vision for the future.
After Tanjuro heard Hei Shimu's words, he felt strange in his heart.
He couldn't help but glance at the other party suspiciously.
Previously, he was still wondering why Black Death Mou would rebel against Wu Ke, but——
——Is it because you doubt your life?
Tanjuro once thought that it would be related to him or Stepkuni Enichi, but he never thought of this.
"I'm just an ordinary and small human being." He shook his head and decided to answer as a woodcutter:
"So small that I can only protect the loved ones around me."
Tanjuro opened his eyes, his tone was straightforward, and he gave Hei Shimo a negative reply:
"So - I didn't think about it."
Hear the words.
Tsukuni Iwakatsu looked at Tanjuro and said nothing for a while.
aside,
Ichiro frowned tightly, his eyes moving back and forth between the two of them.
——What are these two uncles talking about?
He frowned.
At this time.
"I see."
Jiguo Yansheng blinked slowly, nodded, and frowned.
Family...
Tanjuro maintained his expression and said nothing.
"Let's go." Tsukuni Iwakatsu turned around and said to the Tokitou family in front of him:
"Come with me."
He was specifically referring to the Tokito family.
"Hey - where are you going?" Upon hearing this, Wuichiro's mood of reminiscing and chatting with Uncle Liuyan disappeared.
Muichiro, who had been working hard all day, just wanted to take a good rest.
Ichiro reached out and patted the back of his head, saying out of habit:
"Don't talk too much. Just leave when I tell you."
Feeling the familiar touch, Wuichiro was both happy and a little aggrieved. He pursed his lips, raised his head and looked at his brother:
"Why are you so fierce!"
"I can already use the God of Fire Kagura! Aren't you going to praise me?"
Hear the words.
tread.
Jiguo Iwakatsu, who was walking quickly ahead, stopped and slowly turned his head.
Opening six eyes, it was the first time to look at Muichiro like this.
Jiguo Yansheng's tone was solemn with some doubts:
"Muichiro...what have you learned...?"
He who had been teaching Muichirou how to breathe before had no success, now heard this news.
——Feeling quite surprised.
Frightened by the six eyes that suddenly opened, Muichiro subconsciously shrank his head. He looked at Tsukuni Iwakatsu cautiously:
"Fire...fire...zhi..." The voice also became unnatural.
At this time.
"It's called Breath of the Sun, and Kagura, the God of Fire, is just the name of the dance."
Ichiro helplessly covered his forehead. After making sure that his brother was fine, he was completely relieved:
"Really, people who practice this breathing method and swordsmanship every day don't know what Uncle Kamado said during training?"
"I know everything..." He spread his hands.
He looked secretly proud, as if he wanted to regain the previous situation with his younger brother.
"Brother!" Muichiro raised his head unwillingly, but said nothing. Under the gaze of Iwakatsu Tsukuni, he finally lowered his head and scratched his head in embarrassment.
Hear the words.
Jiguo Iwa Katsumoto just looked in surprise and was stunned for a moment.
Becoming more surprised, even faintly scary.
"The breath of the sun...?" He repeated it in his mouth, his voice was trembling, even unbelievable:
"Has Muichiro learned it?"
"That's right." Ichiro nodded and pointed at Tanjuro who was standing aside and hadn't gone far:
"Uncle Kamado taught me."
After Ichiro said this.
He didn't get an answer from Jiguo Iwakatsu for a long time, and he didn't see the slightest movement of the other person's body.
The body stiffened slightly for a while.
He looked at the six-eyed uncle in front of him.
Only seeing each other.
"I see…"
"...Is this what you expected?"
Jiguo Yansheng looked straight ahead. In the dark depths of the forest, six eyes were opened.
He murmured unconsciously:
"Yuanyi..."
When Ichiro saw Tsukuni Iwakatsu standing there in a daze, he suddenly looked at Muichiro and his father beside him with some confusion.
——Uncle Six Eyes is broken!
Muichiro and Ichiro looked at each other.
Yueyiro smiled and looked at the trembling figure of Tsukuni Iwakatsu with complicated eyes.
At this time.
Uh-huh!
Jiguo Iwakatsu, who was standing in front of the three people, suddenly turned into an afterimage and disappeared.
The strong wind swept past the three of them, running in the direction beside them.
When Wuichiro reacted.
Tsukuni Iwakatsu has returned to Tanjuro.
Tanjuro stood there without moving, and he noticed a subtle aura.
A long while.
"Jigoku Iwakatsu."
Tsukuni Iwakatsu looked at Tanjuro, his tone slightly changed from before:
"this is my name."
Tanjuro was a little confused, but he suddenly realized.
——Now seems to be a better opportunity.
"…Kamado Tanjuro," he said.
Hearing this, Jiguo Yansheng's expression did not change much. He just nodded slowly.
Then turned and left.
Taking Tokitou and his family, they slowly left towards the foot of the mountain.
…
Tanjuro stood there, turned his head, and looked across the depths of the forest.
The [family members] who were bound by the contract seemed to be fleeing in all directions because of their death.
Click.
He tightened his grip on Kakimaru's knife handle.
…
This night.
There were a lot of thunders over Spider Mountain in Natian.
…
soon.
In front of Jushi's mansion.
On the open ground.
A box as tall as one person is placed here.
"…this is not…"
Ichiro frowned, pointed at the familiar box in front of him, and looked at his father beside him.
——The doll in the knifemaker’s house!
After confirming their thoughts, the father and son nodded.
"Take this...back to your residence."
Tsukuni Iwakatsu crossed his arms and said this to Tokitou and his son, who looked increasingly horrified.
(End of chapter)
