Naruto's Journey to Training

At the same time, in a secluded suburb of Kyoto.

Gui Wuzan looked towards the direction of Kyoto with an ugly expression.

Now he will be completely away from the respectable life of the nobility and live a life of hiding.

The culprit behind all this is the big hand hidden in the dark.

He didn't believe that there were any real gods in this world. If there were, why didn't any gods come to destroy him when he had eaten countless people over hundreds of years?

Slowly retracting his gaze, Ki Muzan looked at Kokushibo.

"Are you sure you have news about Higanbana?"

"Yes, Lord Muzan, my brother's descendant has been found!"

"Humph! You guys are still useful. Go there immediately. As long as we can get the blue red spider lily, the so-called gods will be nothing more than food in our mouths!"

"Yes!"

Kokushibo lowered his head and responded, and then the few of them disappeared from here.

When he appeared again, he was already in a deserted area with heavy snow in the mountains.

Gui Wuzan looked at the happy family playing in the distance, with a cruel and bloodthirsty smile on his face.

"What a happy family! But all the descendants of that guy are going to die! Let's look around first to see where they hid the red spider lily!"

"It's Master Muzan!"

The figures of several people quietly retreated.

As they disappeared, in a small house in the distance, a man with a red mark on his head suddenly looked in their direction.

"There seemed to be someone there just now!" A hint of doubt flashed in the man's eyes.

"Dad! What's wrong with you!"

An extremely gentle voice sounded, and a very virtuous and lovely girl looked at him with concern.

"Nezuko, I'm fine! Maybe it's just my old illness coming back!"

"Father, you should pay more attention to rest!"

Tanjuro looked at his grown-up daughter and couldn't help but reach out and touch her head.

"It's okay, Nezuko. You and Tanjiro are having a hard time right now. A lot of the burdens of the family will fall on you!"

Nezuko smiled gently.

"Father, we have grown up!"

"By the way, Tanjiro hasn't come back yet!"

"Well! Father, my brother will probably be back later. It's snowing in the mountains now, and the road should be very difficult to walk on!"

The man nodded, sighed, and then continued to look at the place where he had just been. He always felt that something bad was going to happen today, and this feeling made him very uneasy.

Nezuko seemed to sense her father's uneasiness and patted him gently on the back to soothe his somewhat rapid breathing.

The heavy snow kept falling on the mountain, and Tanjuro's anxiety was finally passed on to Nezuko. Looking at the white world, she couldn't help but worry about her brother Tanjiro who had been out and had not returned.

At this moment, her eyes suddenly paused, because she actually saw a figure slowly walking towards their home in the depths of the snow.

The figure was getting closer and closer, until she could see the figure clearly, a trace of silence flashed in her eyes.

He was a young man dressed very thinly, with long black hair and deep eyes. He gave people an extremely peaceful aura, as if he had merged into one with the snowy mountain.

By the time Nezuko came to her senses, the boy had already arrived at their door. She quickly stood up and asked uncertainly.

"Who are you......"

Du Men Tanjuro also turned his head and looked at the boy in confusion.

Yu smiled slightly.

"I'm sorry, I'm lost in this mountain. Can I stay at your house for one night?"

Somehow, after hearing the boy's answer, Nezuko felt a sense of closeness. Her face turned slightly red and she quickly moved away.

"Come in! It's so cold outside and you're wearing so little. Aren't you afraid of freezing?"

Yu didn't hesitate and walked directly into the house, pretending to be cold, and naturally came to the stove where firewood was burning.

"Yes! Beautiful lady, you are such a gentle and kind person. I am almost freezing to death!"

Tanjuro also smiled slightly.

"Luckily you found us here, Nezuko, go get your brother's clothes and put them on this boy!"

Nezuko, whose face had turned slightly red upon hearing Yu's praise, immediately ran out like a frightened little rabbit.

Tanjuro carefully looked at the young man in front of him.

Somehow, since meeting this young man, Tanjuro's uneasiness in his heart quickly disappeared.

So at this moment he was a little more friendly to the young man, and moved the stool slightly, indicating that he should sit next to him instead of squatting on the ground.

Yu smiled slightly, "Thank you, uncle!"

After saying that, he sat down and started chatting with Tanjuro.

Soon, when Yu was chatting with Tanjuro in a casual manner, Nezuko brought over a very worn coat and gently put it on Yu. Her movements were as gentle as a young wife, and she would blush from time to time when she looked at Yu's face.

This is not Nezuko's fault for being a fangirl, but as Yu's cultivation becomes more advanced, the aura he exudes makes it hard not to get close to him.

In the past, when he was in his original form, he would deliberately suppress the release of this aura with a cold attitude, but now in the state of Yu Huafan, everything was left to nature, and he did not deliberately suppress it.

Just as the atmosphere was becoming more and more ambiguous, Tanjuro couldn't help but dry cough a few times, "Ahem, by the way, young man, where are you going?!"

Yu nodded slightly to Nezuko and answered casually, "I originally just came to the mountain to stroll around and was planning to go back, but I didn't expect to get lost!"

Tanjuro did not doubt it, as noblemen often came to this mountain to hunt, and it was obvious that the young man did not seem to be born an ordinary person.

However, just as Tanjuro was about to talk about something else, he heard two cheerful voices.

"Sister, father, we are back!"

Yu looked over and saw a woman with a white cloth covering her head, walking towards him with two little kids, a boy and a girl.

The two little guys ran so fast that one of them slipped accidentally and fell into the snow.

"Hanako, Shigeru, slow down!"

The woman's gentle voice sounded behind the two little guys.

Then he looked towards home with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Juro, there are guests at home!"

Tanjuro smiled at his wife and nodded.

"Aizhi, thank you for your hard work today. Please prepare something delicious to entertain this lost boy!"

Kuizhi frowned with a trace of embarrassment. It was not that she disliked Yu, but there was really nothing good at home.

Ever since her husband fell ill, the family has been supported by her. She has no complaints in her heart. After all, this is her home, and it is normal for a couple to support each other throughout their lives.

But there is nothing, and there is nothing she can do as an ordinary woman.

Yu naturally saw the dilemma that Tanjiro's mother was in, so he naturally took over the conversation.

"Uncle Tanjuro, there's no need for that. I'll eat whatever you guys eat. I can see that your family isn't very wealthy! If possible, a bowl of hot soup will do!"

After hearing what Yu said, Tanjuro gradually understood the situation at home and his wife's dilemma, and showed a hint of apology towards Yu.

"Young man, thank you for your understanding. By the way, I don't know your name yet!"

Yu smiled slightly, "Just call me Yu!"

After saying that, he started teasing the two little ones beside him who looked curious, and then Tanjiro's family started to cook dinner.

The dinner was simple. Yu took a look and saw that it was just simple white porridge with some wild vegetables. However, the sky was gradually getting darker.

Unable to bear the two curious babies' questions, Yu began to tell fairy tales from his previous life.

Accompanied by Yu's vivid explanation.

Tanjiro and his family began to listen quietly to Yuten's imaginative story.

However, at this moment, the guy that Yu was waiting for today finally arrived.

The open door was covered by a shadow, and Muzan, with an evil look on his face, appeared at the door of Tanjiro's family with the remaining few upper-rank evil spirits.

"Shoot! Shoot! Shoot!"

Crisp applause sounded.

"It's a really good story! I just wonder if you can calm down and listen to my story next!"