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Unlike Rinaki Zuo Kinji's rough cloth, the person who came was dressed in black, even in the wind and snow, the clothes did not get wrinkled.The cold face of the blond young man appeared, and he walked towards the old man who greeted him step by step.

The crown prince's clothes are all graceful and gorgeous. Even though the military uniform is close to the simple Western style, the formal clothes of the royal family still carry the Japanese tradition, long gown and pleated skirt fluttering in the wind.

That set of clothes with black background and gold patterns was already the most "frugal" clothes that Hong Township could find. Even so, the air on Sawu Mountain dropped sharply due to the thin air, and the servants put on a dark fur coat for His Highness the Crown Prince. After the snowfall, the maid forced the umbrella for Hong Xiang, so that the blond young man in micro-clothes could not hide his extravagance.

This trip to the narrow mist mountain, Hong Xiang did not go alone, he took a few servants and guards, and drove a carriage to a village under the narrow mist mountain.

He asked Ling Takizuo to come out of the mountain for the first time, and he still had to have the sincerity that he should have.

It's not that Hong Xiang didn't think about directly contacting the leader of the ghost killing team, but unfortunately, the fact is that it can't be done.

First, if the emperor knows that there is such a large-scale civilian team, and does not mention the purpose, their existence is illegal, and if he does not take the emperor's authority into consideration, it is difficult to escape the crime of leading the ghost killing team. of.

Second, Ubuyashiki and the Oni King have been fighting for thousands of years, and neither side has won the victory so far.The Demon Slayer Squad doesn't know the whereabouts of Onimai Shimuyou, and Onimui Shimuyou can't find the base of the Ubuyashiki clan.Therefore, even the royal family does not know where the Ubuyashiki family is.

Otherwise, Gui Wu Shi Wu Mi would have directly turned the upper-level nobles or royal family into subordinates, wouldn't it be easy to find them.

The only member of the Ghost Slayer Squad he knew, Purgatory Kyojuro, was only a C-level member, busy with hunting ghosts all the time, and never saw the lord at all.Even if you become a pillar-level member, in addition to the two-year pillar meeting, you have to write a letter in advance to see the lord, and you have to ask for instructions.

This year's Patriarch Yaozai's health seems to be worse than the previous Patriarch's. He will get tired soon after staying outside for a long time, and he is bedridden all year round.Therefore, the Demon Slayer Squad and Ubuyashiki are particularly vigilant, and they will never easily reveal the location of the Ubuyashiki family.

Hong Xiang stood at the upper air outlet, about a dozen meters away from Linlong. He appeared in the snow step by step. He raised and lowered the white umbrella, and the young man's face appeared and hid.

When he was about three meters away from the other party, the blond young man stopped in order to maintain politeness. At the same time, Hong Xiang also noticed that the old man's heart was obviously beating faster, and the hand hanging by his side was also trembling slightly.

Obviously it was fine at first, but when I got excited, it seemed that I was...

After seeing his face up close.

In order to keep his consciousness undisturbed, He Hui personally sealed the memory of the Six Realms of Reincarnation, and Hong Xiang didn't bother to uncover it in a hurry.So although he was slightly familiar with Rinaki Zuo Jinji, he didn't have any more in-depth impressions.

Seeing that the old man seemed to be in a daze, the blond young man had no choice but to call out again, "Excuse me."

The pair of green eyes approached, even reflecting his own figure in the snow.

Lin Taki shuddered for the next time, suppressing the shock in his heart.

It's so similar, it's really too similar... It's not so much like, it's better to say that the kid should look like this when he grows up.

But...Katsuki was indeed Fujishiyama...killed by a ghost.

The old man wearing a tengu mask coughed lightly, "What's wrong?"

There was an almost undetectable tremor at the end.

Hong Xiang leaned his umbrella on his shoulder, and took out a map from his sleeve. On it was a highland with the words "Sawu Mountain" written on it.

"Excuse me, do you know Mr. Rinaki Sakonji?"

Purgatory Xingshourou's letter only said that the former Shuizhu was a trainer in Sawu Mountain, but Sawu Mountain is so big, and there are many scattered residents on the mountain. They only know one name, how to find it?

There was more than one village at the bottom of Sawu Mountain, at least the villager who stayed in Hong Township had never heard of Lintaki Zuo Kinci.

It seemed that the snow was falling heavily, and it was no longer convenient for carriages to enter the mountain, so the attendants of the crown prince gave the villagers some money and asked the villagers to provide a house, and spread their own anthracite charcoal, quilts, and blankets on the mountain. After a while, the brick houses in the countryside were arranged into luxurious and exquisite huts.

It is said that it is better to wait until the snow stops before going up the mountain, but how can Hongxiang stay?

He originally wanted to go up the mountain directly from the back road, but he was seen by a personal maid. Seeing that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was about to go up the mountain in only black clothes, the little maid hurriedly brought a fur coat and a white umbrella.

Here, when Hong Xiang asked about "Yin Taki Zuo Jinci", the old man frowned slightly under the mask, and his words were full of vigilance:

"What are you looking for him for?"

This pause turned into a blond youth.

He looked around carefully again, there were no other footprints and tools, and he could catch the deer with bare hands in the snow.Through the skin to see the old man's blood texture, blood flow speed and musculoskeletal strength...

"So that's it." The young man who had been expressionless all this time suddenly smiled, not wantonly laughing, but slightly raised the corners of his lips, and there was a sincere smile of joy in his eyes.

"You are... Mr. Ryotaki."

Even the sound is so similar...

The old man was in a trance.

"Mr. Ryotaki! Let me tell you, hehe~ I'm going to scare you!"

"I caught the rabbit, Mr. Ryodaki!"

"Mr. Rinaki, Giyuu and Sato got up again last night and ate the meat in the pot." "...Wipe the oil off your mouth when you complain."

"Mr. Ryotaki? You are here again...don't worry, my mask will never be put on."

"Mr. Ryotaki~ What are you having for dinner tonight~"

"Let's go! Mr. Ryotaki, don't miss us too much, hehe..."

And in the end, he didn't say it himself, but the sentence in his dream came with the wind——

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ryodaki."

Sato, Giyuu, and Makoto all came back alive.

Only that one is missing.

Seeing that the old man was distracted again, the blond young man had no choice but to continue talking to get his attention back.

"A member of the Ghost Killing Squad told you to be here, I'm here..."

Ghost Squad?

Sato, brave, or real wild?

I came here to find him... to...

Ever since the news of the last group of disciples leaving the teacher, the blond boy, Rinaki Zuojin has never confiscated other disciples again.

The three disciples who survived joined the ghost killing team, and one of them became a water column. It's not like they didn't recommend other children to come, but they were all declined by Zuo Rinaki recently.

Let the number of fox faces on the worship rock stay at twelve forever.

He no longer wanted to bear the grief of his disciple's death.

Then, this young man who came to look for him really wanted to...

Apprentice to learn "water breathing" from him?

Aptitude aside, he seems to be a kid from a rich family, so I don't know if he can stand this ordeal.

but--

The eye sockets under the Tengu's mask were unconsciously wet. Occasionally, the three disciples would come back to see him, but as members of the Ghost Slayer Squad, they couldn't stay for long.

How long has he been alone in Sawu Mountain...three years or more?

If it was the young man in front of me...

——It’s okay to try it.

"I came here... to ask you to come out of the mountain and teach my subordinates the "breathing method". "

"I agreed."

As soon as the blond youth spoke the second half of the sentence, the old man gave an affirmative answer.

Hong Xiang: "..." So easy?

Lintaki: "..." What's wrong?

But since the other party has already nodded, there is no need for Hong Xiang to pretend to be such a noble man. After all, the usual idleness does not seem very reliable when asking others to do things.

Three meters away from the old man, the blond young man jumped over with a wave of the umbrella, his distant and polite expression disappeared in an instant, and he said enthusiastically:

"Really? Mr. Ryotaki, you are so kind!"

"Scared me to death! It is said that the trainer has a weird temper and is not easy to approach... I think it is all rumors!"

Lin Taki Zuojin was uncomfortable for a while due to the sudden change of attitude in Hongxiang, but what followed was the tranquility in the depths of the soul and the satisfaction that kept rising from the bottom of his heart, like a dry spring revived, nourished by a trickle for a long time dry land.

Seeing that the other party didn't dislike his enthusiasm, and was even secretly happy because he took the initiative to approach, Hong Xiang felt that he had figured out the attributes of Rin Taki Zuo Jinci.

Isn't it the old man who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside?

See my enthusiasm is like a fire in winter, the raging fire warms and illuminates him!

So, under some strange circumstances, Lin Taki Zuo Jinji actually followed Hong Xiang down the mountain.

When they came to the small mountain village, the attendants were very anxious because they found that the crown prince was missing. Finally, when they saw the little maid in Hongxiang, they also kept silent because of a word from His Highness.So when the blond young man in dark fur appeared in front of them, everyone heaved a sigh of relief.

If something happens to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, not to mention the escorting guards, even the residents of this village, or even this mountain, may be imprisoned and executed by the emperor in a fit of rage.

"...Who are you?" Zuo Jinci finally remembered that he hadn't asked the blond young man's name yet, and judging by his posture, he might be a nobleman in the city.

"In Xiahongxiang Hehui, it does have something to do with Tokyo City." At the foot of the low-altitude mountain, the snow had stopped, and the blond youth put away his umbrella and explained to the trainer.

And the old man who had a hint of retreat because of this, after hearing the young man's name, his breathing became unsteady again, and he was in a daze again, and he had already boarded the carriage back to Tokyo City.

It took less than half a day to find Lintaki Zuo Jinci, and Hongxiang was obviously very happy. In the luxurious carriage, the blond young man made tea for the old man himself, and then stared at his mask motionlessly.

Rinaki holding a teacup: "...what's wrong."

"I'm just curious, Mr. Rinaki, what does your appearance look like?"

"..."

tokyo city.

"Your Highness, I found what you wanted!" The blond young man who had just returned to the East Palace took off his cloak when a guard stepped forward to report.

The blond-haired young man looked at the pitch-black mass on the plate, "This is Crimson Iron Sand and Crimson Ore."

Could it be the land of the king in the whole world, the whole of Japan is the land of the emperor, and it is not difficult for His Royal Highness to find the ore in Japan. After asking the purgatory Kyojuro about the characteristics of the ore, Hongxiang immediately gave orders.

"Yes. However, we have invited many blacksmiths and swordsmiths, no matter who they are, they all say that such ore can't make swords..."

The forging method of the Japanese sword is naturally different from that of ordinary swords. The ghost killing team and the sword forgers have cooperated for generations, and the village of the sword forging people is very hidden, which is even worse than the base of the ghost killing team.When entering the village, you need to cover your eyes and stuff your nose, and several hidden team members and crows will lead the way in sections. The order of the route, leading crows and hidden team members will change frequently.

Therefore, the purgatory Xingshoulang could not provide information about the knife forging master, so he could only tell Hongxiang the materials for forging the knife.

"Okay, you go down."

Pushing everyone away, Hong Xiang picked up a piece of ore from the tray.

It seems that it has just been smelted by a blacksmith and swordsmith, and the ore is still warm.

Forging knife - in simple terms, it is to melt the ore with high temperature, remove the impurities inside, and then shape the semi-liquid ore into the shape of a sword.

With a thought, an orange flame emerged from his hand, and the flexible flame covered the pitch-black ore. The temperature gradually increased, and flames jumped in the blue eyes.

Increase the output of the fire of dead energy, the flames of life are wrapped around the ore, the flames are tightened, and the iron ore is compressed.Under the tempering of the dead fire, the black lacquered ore gradually liquefied, flowing out of a viscous form, and slowly elongated under Hong Xiang's control.

Hongxiang imagined the shape of the sword, the hilt, the blade, the blade...

The one-meter-long sword was supported by orange flames, and the sharp blade shone coldly. The blond young man held it with his hands, and shook off the deadly flames with one hand, and secretly exerted strength.

In an instant, the entire blade exuded a glow of red flames like the sun, and the original cold metallic luster disappeared, replaced by a dazzling red light.

After swinging the knife, Hong Xiang immediately put away the knife, intending to finish the whole process.

He felt something was wrong when inserting/inserting into his waist.

...wait, where's the sheath?