Chapter 147 - Transparent World and Tie Qiao (Two in One)

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The dense forest outside Blacksmith Village is far away.

Several ghosts dressed in black squatted on the treetops. They had been waiting for a while.

They looked at each other, with words like [下五] [下三] [下二] written in their pupils, while the other pupil had no writing at all.

"What should I do? There is no news from Lord Yuzi yet." The ghost in the Xia Xian group asked Xia San and Xia Er beside him. He scratched his damaged and red skin impatiently:

"Shall we attack first?"

He grinned a few times in a low voice, salivating on the tree along his teeth:

"I can already smell it, human breath, meat...ah~ I can't wait!"

"Talk too much, we can just wait for Master Wuhan's instructions!"

Xia Xian Zhi Er glanced at his subordinates with a look of disgust on his face. He slightly covered his nose with his hand. The clothes he was wearing looked quite clean:

"Before you speak next time, put away your vampire magic!"

As he spoke, Xia Xian Zhi Er turned his head away and held the handle of the knife at his waist with some uneasiness.

"Eh-?" Xiawu was stunned for a moment. He looked at the faint green gas rising around his body and pursed his lips:

"Hey...prude."

"Yes." Xia Xian Zhi San nodded dully. He looked up at the moon with an expressionless face: "Xia Xian Zhi San is right."

Xia Xianzhiwu glanced at the two ghosts, and finally squatted on the tree, silently taking back the green gas around his body, and said no more.

Just after a meal and a long wait.

The Xixian trio finally received...

Instructions from Narume-sama.

Bang!

"Master Wuhan has no time to care about you now... Just disband where you are."

"Go back to your own areas."

"Stay away from that village."

The cold female voice echoed in the mind of the three ghosts along with the sound of the pipa.

Accompanied by it, there was also a vague noise, like the sound of something exploding.

They looked at each other and saw the confusion in each other's eyes.

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In a brightly lit room.

Wuhan was hanging upside down from the ceiling, and several surrounding rooms had turned into ruins.

The humiliation of things being out of control made Muzan extremely angry. Veins popped up on his face, and even Takehara, who was hanging in the distance, passed out.

"...Shang...Izumi...Nai!"

Chips of wood fell from the ceiling.

Naruto lowered her head, closed her eyes, and stroked the strings with trembling hands.

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Just now.

Saagiri Mountain.

The town is very quiet at night, with a few lights rendering the surrounding environment not dazzling.

The red torii on the mountain is wrapped in mist, giving the shrine a sense of mystery.

Whoosh!

A red figure quickly crossed the horizon like a shooting star.

Finally, it hit the outside of the Samagiri Mountain barrier hard.

boom!

Smoke and dust were everywhere, and Shang Quannai jumped out of the rising dust, carrying my wife Yuzi on his shoulders.

He stretched out his hand to touch the barrier, and the blood-red film barrier suddenly opened an entrance. He threw my wife Tamako in first with his backhand.

Then he twisted his neck, lowered his head and got in.

The moment Shang Quanna entered the barrier of Mount Samagiri, the barrier behind him suddenly closed, and Wu Mei instantly lost the ability to sense my wife Tamako.

Likewise, the possibility of remotely controlling her to self-destruct is gone.

"Huh..." Shang Quannai clapped his hands and took back the blood rope that bound my wife Yuzi. Then he squatted down and subconsciously opened her eyelids and looked at her pupils.

After discovering that my wife Yuzi was still in an unconscious state, Shang Quanna put her on his shoulders again and walked all the way to the doctor's office.

The door of the doctor's office.

Click!

Shang Quanna opened the door and was about to call Zhu Shi when a head of fluffy golden hair with red edges came over.

Purgatory Jinjuro stood at the door, and within a few breaths of seeing Shang Quanna, he rushed over:

"Sir Shangquan! When will we leave for the sword forging..."

Shang Quannai was stunned for a moment, then said nothing, and nodded to Purgatory Jinjuro.

I walked to the door of Zhu Shi's room while carrying my wife Tamako on her shoulders.

Boom boom.

"Please come in."

Joo Se's voice came from the room.

Purgatory Jinjuro looked at Shang Quanna's back gradually walking away with a bright look on his face.

In the end, he found that Shang Quannai didn't seem to pay attention to what he meant, and silently petrified on the spot.

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the other side.

Knife Forging Village.

In the dense forest.

rustle…

Jiichiro carried his wife Shancun, who had passed out from force, and picked up the dropped Raikiri. He followed Enichi Tsukikuni, looking back worriedly from time to time in the direction Shang Quanna left.

"What's wrong?" When Ji Guoyuan saw Jiichiro's hesitant move, he stopped and turned around to ask.

"Ah... Sure enough, I'm still worried..." Jiichiro was stunned for a moment, then lowered his eyes and said worriedly: "Even though Mr. Kamizumi had a close relationship with the swordsmiths hundreds of years ago..."

"But, so much time has passed, and the location of Knife Forging Village has changed so much...I..."

Jiichiro frowned tightly, and he spoke nervously, feeling quite anxious.

It wasn't that he felt uneasy about Izuna, but that after finally seeing his sister, Jiichiro couldn't stand the sight of a precious person passing away in front of his eyes again.

Enichi Tsukuni looked at Jiichiro's worried look, and took out the thick cloth belt he had used to tie his eyes on the road from his clothes.

He quickly tied the cloth band around his eyes.

The ears, nose and other parts were then torn open and blocked with remaining cloth tape, seemingly cutting off the senses completely.

Then, with Jiichiro's puzzled eyes, Enichi Tsukuni took his hand.

Kick your feet!

Whoosh!

"Wow!!" Jiichiro, who was holding his hand, instantly took off!

Enichi Tsukuni pulled Jiichiro and ran quickly through the uneven roads and dense forests!

Even the fast Jiichiro couldn't keep up for a while!

In the end, the two of them ran out of the twisted forest smoothly!

Jiichiro was carrying my wife Shancun, his eyes ranging from confusion to shock to shock.

Finally, when he followed Ji Guoyuan and stood on the street of the Knife Forging Village, he was staring at Ji Guoyuan's smiling face and was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

Looking at the swordsmiths passing by on the street, Jiichiro opened his mouth slightly in confusion. He raised his head and looked at Enichi Tsukuni who was standing next to him and smiling.

At this moment, he seemed to understand something.

"Let's go back to the room together." Jiguo Enyi took off the cloth belt and nodded to Jiichiro without further explanation.

"Okay, okay." Jiichiro, with messy hair, was stunned for a while, and then nodded quickly. My wife Shancun on his shoulder showed some signs of waking up from the jolt.

Ji Guoyuan turned around and walked along the street towards the hotel.

He used to be used to a life of being alienated from others.

Meeting other people in the family or while living outside the home.

When he learned that the world in other people's eyes was different from his own, he seemed to understand why this feeling of alienation came from.

But now, after meeting someone who is almost the same as him, even the markings on his face are similar, Ji Guoyuan can't help but feel a special sense of belonging here.

Click.

Go into the room.

The rooms for several people are in separate rooms, but they eat in the same Japanese-style room.

Jiguoyuanyi lived alone, Shancun and Ciyilang lived in the same room, and Shangquan Nai lived in the same room.

In Jiichiro's room.

Jiichiro placed my wife on the tatami, and he rubbed his sore shoulders.

Although I don’t know how the gentleman did it just now.

However, he did feel relieved.

Jiichiro thought about it and touched his neck, feeling soreness coming from there.

When Ji Guoyuan held my hand just now, he was running with my wife Shancun between his head and shoulders!

He only has one hand!

Jiichiro kept rubbing his sore shoulders, and he fell heavily on the soft tatami.

But the worries in his heart were destined to make it difficult for him to sleep tonight.

Tonight, a few people encountered too many things.

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The next day.

early morning.

Birds sing in the morning sunshine, and summer mornings are always so refreshing.

Boom!

While my wife Shancun and Jiichiro were sleeping, there was a slow knock on the door of Enichi Tsukuni's room.

Squeak...

Ji Guoyuan, who had woken up early, slowly opened the door and looked outside.

I saw "Tie Qiao", the knife forger who was responsible for leading several people into the knife forging village, kneeling at the door. He nodded to Ji Guoyuan.

"Your Excellency, please follow me down."

Tie Qiao wore a mask. He raised his head and looked at Ji Guoyuan:

"Your Nichirin sword will be forged by me this time."

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on the street.

As soon as Ji Guoyuan put on his clothes, he followed Tie Qiao and gradually walked along the street to the bamboo forest outside the gate of Knife Forging Village.

"Sir, the Nichirin Sword is forged from Orangutan Crimson Sand Iron and Orangutan Crimson Ore, which absorb sunlight all year round. Using the Nichirin Sword to kill evil spirits can completely kill them."

"There is a lot of this material on the mountains closest to the sun."

"Ever since the Demon Slayer Corps' master discovered this material hundreds of years ago, he has mined almost all the visible ores and sealed them away."

"The Nichirin Sword is the most basic necessity for the Demon Slayer Squad to fight against evil spirits."

"It is also known as the color-changing blade. When held by someone who has reached strength, the color of the blade will change."

"But there are very few people who can do it, and those who can basically become pillars later and will no longer be able to use the Nichirin Sword."

When Tie Qiao said this, his tone seemed to be sighing.

Along the way, Tie Qiao explained the knowledge about the Sun Sword to Ji Guoyuanyi.

As he spoke, Tie Qiao clenched his fists, and his voice became a little deeper, but the emotion contained in it was extremely firm:

"Most of the swordsmiths who come to the swordsmithing village have lived here before, or their family members and friends have suffered some disasters due to the presence of ghosts."

"A good life and a perfect family can easily be destroyed by ghost attacks."

"I must...forge a sword that can kill all evil spirits."

"Dirty ghosts are creatures that don't deserve to live in this beautiful world."

Tie Qiao said, his tone paused, he scratched his head, turned his head and smiled sheepishly:

"Sorry, I said a lot of things I didn't want to do."

As soon as Ji Guoyuan looked at Tie Qiao's back, he didn't say anything and just followed him silently.

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Finally, it seemed that they had arrived at the place, Tie Qiao stopped, and Ji Guoyuan also looked up.

What caught the eye was a small wooden house. There was something like a furnace in the open space in front of the wooden house.

as well as.

Placed on the table in the center is a piece of ore that shines brightly in the sunlight penetrating through the bamboo forest.

Tie Qiao walked quickly to the side of the house, then turned around and looked at Jiguo Yuanyi with some pride. He reached out and touched the ore:

"This ore was passed down from my ancestors. I heard it was the ore that was first discovered on the top of the mountain."

“The quality is the best I have ever seen!”

Ji Guoyuan blinked, and after seeing Tie Qiao's proud eyes through the mask, he nodded slightly.

Tie Qiao looked at Jiguo Yuanyi who nodded. He touched his head and said with some embarrassment:

"Your Excellency's temperament seems a bit dull."

"Actually, sometimes it's better to be more open-minded."

"It won't work if it continues like this."

Tie Qiao waved his hand, his Fire Man mask reflecting the light red light in the sunlight of the bamboo forest:

"In short, Your Excellency."

Snapped!

He clapped his hands on the ore:

"Your knife was forged from this ore!"

"Don't worry! I will definitely forge the best blade!"

Tie Qiao patted his chest. He stood in the sunlight penetrating through the bamboo forest, his eyes full of firm belief:

"Use my identity as a knife forger as a guarantee!"

In the mist among the bamboo forests in the early morning, the sunlight slowly fell, and under the light gray shroud, the green pillars looked very bright.

Ji Guoyuan raised his head and looked at Tie Qiao standing in the sun, his eyes unwavering.

"Why." Suddenly, he asked.

In Tie Qiao's dazed and puzzled eyes, Ji Guoyuan continued to speak:

"Why do you want to provide me with such good ore?"

"I just joined the Demon Slayer Corps not long ago, and I haven't even performed a mission."

Ji Guoyuan kept talking in vain, and he was indeed puzzled.

Tie Qiao was stunned for a moment, then he waved his hand, pointed at his eyes, and said in a relaxed tone:

"Sir, my eyes are very good at seeing people."

"I can tell at a glance that your swordsmanship must be extraordinary."

"Your Excellency has an aura that is difficult to detect. This will make it difficult for people to notice you, but it cannot fool me as a sword forger."

"Just like among the few people traveling with Your Excellency, excluding Master Shangquan, the remaining yellow-haired swordsman must be of extraordinary strength."

"It is actually an honor for me to forge a sword for a powerful swordsman like you."

After Ji Guoyuan was silent for a while, he slowly lowered his head, and then said in a heavy voice:

"Thanks."

In fact, it had been nearly ten years since Jiguo Enichi last held a sword.

But the feeling he had when he held the sword ten years ago was like the scorching sun, deeply imprinted in Jiguo Enichi's heart.

"This is what we swordsmiths should do." Tie Qiao shook his head.

"That's a long way off, Your Excellency, do you have any requirements for the knife?"

Tie Qiao smiled. He found a stool from the somewhat messy room and handed it to Jiguo Yuanyi:

"Such as the shape of the blade, the shape of the blade, or the length of the handle."

"And the content of the words engraved on the blade."

As soon as Ji Guoyuan took the stool, he sat down and shook his head gently:

"No, just do what you want, that's it."

"...Your Excellency, you are such an easy-going person."