Chapter 141 -Sister

On the streets of Blacksmith Village.

The moonlight shone down, and the streets were illuminated with soft, warm but not dazzling lights.

"Uh-huh!! What are you doing?! Jiichiro!"

My wife Shancun staggered a few times and almost fell to the street. He looked at Jiichiro with some complaints.

Jiichiro breathed a sigh of relief. He walked slowly down the street and released his grip on my wife Shancun's collar:

"You idiot should have some control!"

"It depends on the atmosphere!"

He sighed: "Just take a walk outside tonight, and I will answer your questions about Lord Shangquan."

"What..." My wife Shancun rubbed her neck, which hurt a little from being pulled. He frowned and followed Jiichiro.

Jiichiro frowned slightly as he looked at the swordsmiths walking sporadically along the street.

Bend your legs slightly, then push hard!

He stepped on the wall beside him, kicked back and forth twice, and then jumped suddenly.

Whoosh - snap!

He landed on the roof of a house next to the street.

"Wait for me!" Upon seeing this, my wife Shancun jumped up and landed on the roof with a slight stagger.

…

My wife Shancun followed Jiichiro, walking along the roofs of the side-by-side houses, and slowly came to a place close to the edge of the village.

Next to it was a dense forest, swaying slightly in the breeze.

The two of them lay on the tiled roof, looking up at the beautiful white moon in the sky.

"This is the story of Mr. Kamiizumi that I know." Jiichiro said slowly. He put his remaining left hand behind his head and glanced at my wife Shancun next to him who looked surprised: "Created The Demon Slayer Corps established a stronghold at the foot of Mount Samagiri, leaving behind bone knives..."

"It's just that I didn't expect that he was actually connected to the Sword Forging Village."

"Eh - I can't believe it." My wife Shancun looked surprised. He looked at the moon in the sky: "In this way, doesn't that Shangquan live for nearly 600 years?"

"Idiot! The same goes for the miko-sama from Samagiri Mountain!" Jiichiro curled his lips and glanced at my wife Zencun helplessly.

"Ah?! Call me an idiot! Just a Jiichiro!"

My wife Shancun raised her head and looked at Jiichiro angrily.

As he said that, the two of them suddenly fell silent together.

They lay on the roof and quietly admired the moon in the sky.

"Speaking of which, when was the last time we looked at the moon together?"

Jiichiro's tone was calm, and his mood seemed to have calmed down because of the slightly chilly night.

"It's been a few years." My wife Shancun blinked, and he slightly brushed the corners of his eyes with his hand:

"Last time, it seemed that onee-sama was also here."

"Yes, onee-sama likes to admire the moon very much." Jiichiro nodded and spoke slowly.

"Always saying that there are ghosts at night that disturb her time to watch the moon."

My wife Shancun said, with a smile of reminiscence on her lips.

"I really miss the time when the four of us admired the moon together."

"Yes, onee-sama often says that." Jiichiro turned his head, sat up, coughed twice, and then put a smile on his face:

"It's so beautiful, the moon..."

"Such words!"

My wife Shancun looked at Ciichiro with some surprise, and then sat up with the same smile:

"That's right, that's it!"

"You look really good at it!"

Under the moonlight, two teenagers reminiscing about the past were sitting on a quiet rooftop, talking happily.

At a certain point, the chat between the two suddenly stopped.

"...My sister, and my father, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

"Um……"

"Is it possible that onee-sama has already..."

"Shut up! Have you forgotten who my sister is?!" Ciichiro interrupted my wife Shancun's somewhat deep words and shouted:

"She is Hashira! The strongest Ming Hashira since that generation!"

"Hashira who can kill even ghosts with numbers in their eyes!"

"She is so gentle, she will even pray for ghosts before fighting!"

"That kind of thing...is impossible..."

As he spoke, Jiichiro's breath became a little unstable. He looked at my wife Shancun in front of him with her head hanging down, and his voice gradually became deeper.

"Don't say this kind of thing again..."

He just couldn't believe it.

But he had to recognize the reality in his heart.

If one sister is fine, she will definitely come back to find them.

If one sister is okay...

Then he would not be Mingzhu.

Jiichiro lowered his head, his heart becoming heavy.

He looked at my wife Shancun in front of him, who also had her head lowered and her hands tightly clenched, and helplessly patted his shoulder.

My wife Shancun lowered her head, with tears welling up in her eyes.

He stretched out his hand and wiped the corners of his eyes, then sniffed, stood up, and walked to the edge of the roof:

"I'm going to go down and relax, and I'll be back later."

After saying that, he jumped down without looking back.

Jiichiro looked at the sad back of my wife Shancun. He stretched out his hand to stop her, but he quietly took his hand back.

He himself also knows that the pain in my wife Shancun's heart may be several times greater than that of him.

After all, that was his real sister who grew up with him.

I was just picked up.

Thinking of this, Jiichiro hugged his knees, raised his head, and looked at the lonely moon in the night sky.

What he didn't notice was.

The Raikiri he carries with him.

My wife Shancun took me down just now.

…

In the forest on the side.

Creak...

My wife Shancun lowered her head, while he held the Lei Qie in his hand and chopped at the surrounding trees as if to vent his anger.

laugh! boom!

Two blue sword lights streaked across the night sky, and a tree fell suddenly.

He was irritable and walked further and further away.

I don’t know how long I’ve been gone.

Looking back, the house and village just now are no longer visible.

My wife Shancun raised her head and looked at the faint moon through the dense leaves. He was about to turn around and go back.

Suddenly, in the backlit shadow under the moon, I saw a very familiar little figure on the treetops in the distance!

His pupils shrank, and he quickly climbed up the tree next to him and stood on the canopy.

Look at the small figure in the distance, raising his head to look at the moon.

Under the moonlight, the figure standing on the treetops was pitch black, but the man's face illuminated by the moonlight could still be vaguely seen.

The figures kept overlapping with those of my sister in my memory, and my wife Shancun's mood suddenly fluctuated.

"...Really or not." My wife Shancun was stunned. His breathing suddenly became a little rapid, his hands and feet became panicked, and he looked around in confusion.

too suddenly.

Then he wiped the sweat from his palms with his clothes and shouted in the distance at the top of his lungs:

"sister!!"

The figure was stunned for a moment, then slowly turned his head, and at a glance he saw my wife Shancun who was also climbing on the canopy of the tree.

next moment.

Uh-huh!

My wife Yuzi, with [winding] [one] in her eyes, instantly appeared in front of my wife Shancun, whose eyes were full of surprise.

And he raised the blade in his hand high in the moonlight.

"It's really you...sister..." My wife Shancun had just stood up, and before she had time to react, he was looking at my wife Yuzi's face with joy.

Poof!

The sound of swords entering flesh was heard.