People read the barrage at the beginning of Demon Slayer

"Hey!".

The

wooden knife slashed heavily at the stake, and the shirtless Qingren's footsteps were unpredictable, winding around the stake in a strange manner.

Elbows, knees, fists, ......

Attacks are not limited to wooden knives, all parts that can deal damage are used, and sturdy wooden stakes are crumbling under the stormy attack.

During these days of waiting for the steel mound Hotaru to forge a knife, Haruto turned the experience gained from the battle with Tong Mo into his own strength.

Ghost swordsmen are strong when they are strong, and those who survive each battle with high-level ghosts can make great progress in both breathing and swordsmanship.

Harukoto found that his swordsmanship, which had not improved for a long time, had become sharper after this battle.

A small human head poked out from behind the tree, and Xiao Tie, wearing the mask of the fire man, hid and watched for a long time.

Towards the end of the training, Qingren picked up a half-life green peach from the ground with the tip of his knife, and struck it over with a "snap".

The little green peach fell on Xiao Tie's head, startling him, and he hurriedly helped the mask on his face.

Haruto chuckled, picked up the jersey that was on the side with the tip of his knife, put it on his shoulder, and swayed towards it.

His hair was all soaked, and the muscles of his upper body were covered with beads of sweat, and Xiao Tiezhi shook his head: "I said, are you savages when you go up the mountain? Why don't you wear clothes? You are like this, and so is Mr. Iron Mound!"

"Hmph. Harukoto didn't answer him, but puffed out the biceps on his shoulders: "How are my swordsmanship?".

"I mean, generally. "

"General?" "Haruto squinted at him, "As far as swordsmanship is concerned, even Sorrowful Mingyu is not my opponent." "

"Because Mr. Beimingyu is not practicing swordsmanship!".

This little guy's mouth really makes people want to tear him up.

Qingren shook his head disdainfully: "It's really hard~".

"It's not a hard mouth!" Xiao Tie pinched his waist and twisted his face, and the mouth of the fire man on the mask was about to pout into the sky: "The swordsman I have seen, the swordsmanship is a hundred times more powerful than you!A thousand times!".

"You're only six years old, and you've never even been out of the village, where can you find a swordsman who is a thousand times more powerful than me?"

"I'm not bragging!" The kid really couldn't stand the agitation, Qingren just poked him slightly, and Xiao Tie poured out all the secret beans at home: "My ancestor handed down a trap puppet that can make a total of 108 movements, it is the most powerful swordsman I have ever seen!"

"Show me. "

Xiao Tie covered his mouth suddenly: "No! that's my family's secret!"

Haruto "cut" and turned around and walked down the mountain.

"Huh?".

Seeing that he walked so simply, Xiao Tie felt strange, and caught up with him in three or two steps: "You don't ask?"

"Will you tell me?".

“...... No!".

"Isn't that all there is to it?" Haruto shrugged, "I'm not interested in digging into other people's family heirlooms." "

The mountain breeze blew through his sweat-stained chest, blowing Qingren a little chilly, he put on the team uniform and saw that Xiao Tie was still entangled, and asked him angrily: "What are you here for? Are you just here to arouse my interest with half a sentence?"

"Master Wudou cooks, let me call you to eat. Xiao Tie scratched his head.

Wudouhe has a good relationship with Xiao Tie's father, and since his father passed away some time ago, Wudouhe often leaves him at home for dinner.

Passing by the village chief's door, Harukoto saw a strange and strange swordsman.

He has medium-long hair, he is not tall, his eyes are cyan and golden, he looks very cool, if Yu Marrow Tianyuan, a gorgeous monster, sees this person, he must praise "Gorgeous to burst".

The

swordsman wore a striped coat over his body, and strangely enough, his face was covered in layers of bandages from the nostrils down.

Among those piles of bandages, there was a beautiful snow-white snake wrapped around it.

"That's ......

."

"Oh, that's the snake boy. Xiao Tie put his arm behind his head and replied casually.

A three- or four-year-old child ran quickly past the boy with different pupils, tripped over a stone and fell to the ground.

The boy, who looked cold and eccentric, immediately squatted down and picked him up, patting the dust off the child's body.

When the child flattened his mouth to thank him, the boy returned to indifference and quickly distanced himself from the child.

"Hiss......" Qingren, who watched the whole process, raised his hand and rubbed his chin and asked Xiao Tie: "Do you say that the character of Tsundere will be mass-produced?"

"Huh?" Xiao Tie didn't understand him.

"It's okay...... I mean, why did you call him a snake boy? because he had a snake around his neck?".

"His real name is Iguro Kobane, and I heard from the old people in the village that he was rescued from a snake ghost by Mr. Maki Juro a long time ago, and I don't know much about the other reasons. Xiao Tie shook his head: "Although he looks cold, weird and unkind, he is actually a very good-hearted person." But I heard that he had a habit of cleanliness and shame of nakedness, and when he soaked in the hot springs, he had to stay in a pool far away from others. "

Haruto's gaze didn't linger on the Iguro Kobane for long, but when he heard Kotetsu mention Mr. Makijuro's name, he couldn't help but think of the two little owls in the purgatory—no, those two young men with big blazing eyes.

Kyojurou sent him a letter, he had learned all the Flame Breath moves and was ready to participate in this year's auditions.

He is really worthy of being a child of the purgatory, and his talent for the breath of fire is outstanding. It's a pity that Chijuro's kid doesn't have a talent for swordsmanship, but it's okay to stay away from the fate and grievances of the ghost killing team, which may also be a kind of luck.

"But it's sunny people...... Brother," Xiao Tie walked in front and turned around with some hesitation: "You...... Don't you really want to see the puppet?"

......

After lunch, Haruto followed Xiao Tie to the place where Tetsumotogawa's house kept the puppets.

"Things from the Warring States Period, up to now, can still operate so exquisitely, without any lag, what kind of advanced technology is this......

".

Xiao Tie pushed open the somewhat jerky iron door vigorously: "I said, Brother Qingren, you can also help!".

There are a lot of mechanical parts stacked in the warehouse, some of them are covered with dust cloths, and some of them are not covered with dust cloths, and they don't have dust, and it looks like they are often wiped.

"Whew...... Every time I open this door, I am out of breath, and sure enough, I am not a swordsman. "

Looking at the room full of family relics, Xiao Tie wiped his eyes under the mask with some sadness: "If you can't even make it a forger, then our family will be destroyed in my hands." "

"You're only six years old, not sixty! Every moment of life is full of uncertainties! Don't be presumptuous!" Haruto put his hand on his head and rubbed it fiercely.

"I hope so. Xiao Tie muttered, walked to the corner and lifted a dust cloth: "...... Over here. "

[Wow, Golden Legend!].

[It's a tragic cardiac arrest doll!].

[This kind of robot can be made during the Warring States period, and the ghost slayer is really not a dimensional ...... the real world].

The doll's veil was lifted, revealing its true face that had been silent for a long time.

Qingren's pupils shrank: "This is ......

".

Xiao Tie nodded and said, "That's right, this is the actual combat doll ...... created by my ancestors

."

"Fate one zero. "

Under the dust cloth, a man holding six sun-wheel knives in each of his six arms sat cross-legged, and the sun-wheel paper earrings on his earlobes swayed slightly with the dust cloth that was lifted.