[Comprehensive] It's Frozen Jiao, not Jiao Fong

Neither of them meant to look down on Guiwu Tsuji, on the contrary, they attached great importance to it, otherwise they wouldn't have been entangled with him here for so long.

It's just that he was allowed to escape in the end, and even used the moment when the two of them attacked together to successfully find an opening to slip away.

Although he managed to break off his arm, which was considered remarkable if he was not injured, the result was unsatisfactory after all.

Hong Dongjiao sat aside and was angry. She was angry with herself, and her heart was full of frustrations. If Mr. Yuanyi came up alone just now, she might be able to catch it soon.

Instead of helping, she dragged her back to a certain extent.

Such a good opportunity was wasted like this.

Yuan Yi stood aside, not knowing how to comfort him, he was not good at this at all, he was clumsy with his tongue, and sometimes what he said would even be judged as irritating.

"There is still a chance." He could only say this, "We have hit him hard. Judging by the injury, he will have to recover for a long time."

The current Oni Wu Tsuji Wu Mi is far from being as powerful as it will be hundreds of years later. Although minor injuries can be recovered quickly, if the body is broken, it will be a big blow.

There was also a severed hand lying on the ground, with a kimono wrapped around the arm, Hong Dongjiao stared at that arm, just like staring at Ghost Mai Tsuji, wanting to chop it into pieces.

"It's almost dawn." Someone in the distance got up early to go to farm outside the city, and their footsteps gradually approached. "We need to clean up here quickly."

The Ghost Killing Squad is an organization that is not widely known in the world, so most of their actions are secretive, and the traces of the battle will be eliminated in time, so as not to bring too much panic to the people of all countries.

Hong Dongjiao took a deep breath, temporarily put the annoyance behind her, and stood up to help Yuanyi clean up the scene.

Wipe off all the bloodstains, throw the broken arm into a hidden place, it will soon be reduced to ashes when the sun comes out, and then restore the surrounding layout to its original position as much as possible, which can barely be considered clean.

As the sky was getting brighter, the two found a hotel to rest, and then secretly searched for the trace of Oni Wu Tsuji Wumi for two days, confirming that the other party had fled the town, and then gave up.

Ghosts have to be killed, but gifts still need to be bought. There is no such thing as venting stress as shopping for the two of them. They can only be patient and pick out the items they need little by little.

Kendama, dolls, flower cards, cuju...

"Mr. Yuanyi, do you know if your friend gave birth to a boy or a girl?"

The man shook his head silently.

"That's going to be difficult..." She gnawed on her fingers, a little tangled, and if it was a boy or a girl, it would be a little troublesome to send it.

Glancing left and right, a brightly colored object in the corner caught her attention.

"Just this one." She put this eye-catching little thing in her hand and played with it, "It's called... Dule, it can be played by boys and girls."

It is said to be a solo, but it is actually the ancient version of the spinning top. You can play it as long as you turn the center bearing with your fingers. It is not too small, and its materials are mainly wood and cloth. You don’t have to worry about children accidentally swallowing it in their stomachs or hurting themselves.

Subconsciously wanting to take out the money, her movements froze in mid-air.

Forget, Taisho coins are not usable at this time.

"Mr. Yuanyi..."

The girl looked over for help, shining brightly, like a little rabbit who was at a loss.

Yuan Yi softened his eyebrows, took out the money bag and handed it over.

Hong Dongjiao, who was holding a solo, walked obediently behind, her heart was full of questions about herself. Thinking about being in the Ghost Killing Squad, she could still comfort herself by helping others with wages, at least not a Eat plain rice.But since she came here, she ate and drank Yuanyi's food, but she couldn't help her at work, and she was suspected of losing her legs.

It's too thorough for her to eat soft rice.

Just as he was thinking wildly, someone grabbed the corner of his clothes behind him.

When she looked sideways, she was a little girl about ten years old, but due to the lack of nutrition in this era, she was a full head shorter than her, and she was looking up at her with a promotional smile on her face.

"Sister, look at this, comb your hair, it suits my sister very well."

Hong Dongjiao looked expressionlessly at her men's attire, struggling to hold on to the last bottom line: "It's my brother, not my sister."

"Brother." The girl immediately corrected herself, smiled and handed the box up, "Buy a hair comb for my brother's wife, she will definitely like it."

In this era, at the age of a girl, both men and women are basically married, and if they were earlier, they would have several children, so it is normal to say this.

Hong Dongjiao took a look, there were several exquisite hair combs in the box, the workmanship was excellent, and there were various patterns carved on them, one of which was painted with red paint to draw the butterfly pattern, which made her very fascinated, and she couldn't help but look at it more I glanced twice.

"I'm sorry, but I don't need it." If she had spare money, she wouldn't mind helping the girl, but now she depends on others for food and drink, which is not a necessity, so she can only say sorry.

The girl replied in disappointment, and trotted away without further entanglement, looking for the next guest.

Yuan glanced at the girl and remembered her appearance.

"Mr. Yuanyi's friend, does he live in a remote place?" Back at the hotel, the girl asked while packing her luggage, carefully wrapping the gift in cloth and putting it in the bag.

"Yeah." Yuan nodded, "It's not too far, but it's in the mountains."

Hong Dongjiao's body trembled a bit, and she felt a little repulsive to the place of the mountain, always feeling that every time she went there, she would encounter some bad things.

"Then have a good rest tonight."

Yuan Yi responded, sat on the spot for a while, then got up suddenly: "I have something to go out for a while."

"Yeah." Hong Dongjiao had just folded her clothes, turned to a sitting position, and looked at the man, "Come back early."

Under the dim candlelight, the beautiful girl's eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and she whispered such words, which made his heart tremble.

He nodded hurriedly and walked out the door.

The process of waiting for someone was a bit boring, Hong Dongjiao finished washing, hugged the quilt for a while and lay in a daze for a while, the warm quilt gradually made her feel sleepy, her eyelids fought up and down, she slowly curled up and fell asleep.

These two days are really exhausting, she needs a good rest.

Just squint for a while and wake up before Mr. Yuanyi comes back...

When Yuan Yi pushed the door in with frost all over, what he saw was the girl lying on the bed, breathing evenly and sleeping soundly.

He stepped lightly, closed the door carefully, avoided the girl's bedding, took off the cold coat, and folded it beside the bedding.

Although they sleep in the same room, they still have a pair of bedding for each person. There is a distance between them and they don't touch each other.

Fortunately, neither of them had any bad sleeping habits, and they didn't feel embarrassed after such a long time.

It's just that the girl is fast asleep now, her face is turned towards him, half of her face is buried in the pillow, she doesn't know what she is thinking in her dream, her brows are slightly frowned.

He stretched out his hand, subconsciously wanting to stroke the pain between her brows.

But stopped in mid-air.

no.Yuanyi told himself in his heart.

Now, not yet.

He took out something from his bosom, and it was for this that he ran out just now, just to find it, it took a little time.

He carefully tucked it into the folded laundry, covering it lightly with a cloth.

In the uncovered corner, red lines were faintly revealed.

"This road... is really difficult."

The girl was being polite when she said this, the early winter was here, not to mention that the temperature in the forest was several degrees lower than outside, thin ice formed on the road in the early morning, slippery under the feet, making walking more and more difficult.

The man glanced at her.

Hong Dongjiao understood the meaning in an instant, and waved her hand: "This can't be compared with a flat ice surface. I can just slide on a flat ice surface."

After so many years, it has been practiced.

Yuan Yi didn't make a sound, and slowed down a little.

After walking for a while, I could vaguely see a person standing above. The person saw their figures and waved vigorously.

"Mr. Yuanyi!"

The people who rushed to meet them were dressed in ordinary farmer's clothes, their faces were clear and handsome, they looked no more than twenty years old, and their smiles were simple, which made people feel good at first sight.

He also carried a basket with some coal residues in it.

Hong Dongjiao sized him up for a while, feeling like she had seen this face somewhere before.

"Tanji." Yuanyi faintly called out the name of the person who came, "You know we're here?"

"I just came back from outside. I suddenly felt movement in the forest. I thought it might be a lost traveler. I just waited here for a while, but I didn't expect it to be you." The man named Tanji explained with a smile, turning his eyes to the girl Here, it suddenly lights up, "Mr. Yuanyi, is this your heir?"

Hong Dongjiao, who was labeled as an heir again: "..."

"...According to the time, your child is also born, let's congratulate." Without admitting or denying, Yuan Yi changed the subject.

"Well! It's been two months! Thank you so much for coming!" Tanji nodded excitedly, pointing upwards, "Let's go back quickly, it's cold to stand here and talk."

On the way back, the two kept chatting, most of the time Tanji said, and when Yuan heard it, Hong Dongjiao acted as a little transparent behind, but also learned a lot of news through their conversation.

Tanji and his wife are charcoal sellers rescued by Yuanyi from a ghost. The two met because of this, and forged a deep friendship because of their complementary personalities.

Hong Dongjiao looked at the young people all the way talking non-stop, and knew who mainly maintained the friendship between the two.

He's such a warm person, he can be friends with almost anyone.

When Tanji talked to Yuanyi, he still didn't forget to bring a few words of Hong Dongjiao, which made the whole atmosphere not so awkward, and showed his caring everywhere.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Yuanyi has finally found a suitable candidate, and he is still such an outstanding young master. I am really happy for you."

"Ah, I forgot to introduce myself. I am Tanji, Zaomen Tanji." The young man turned his head and said to her with a smile.

"..."

His face instantly merged with the other one.

It turned out to be the case.

That's it!

Remembering that she still mistook Tanjiro and Nezuko for Enichi's descendants, Dong Dongjiao wanted to bury her face.

Fortunately, I didn't talk too much just now.

Thinking about it this way, Kamado Tanjirou's atavistic genes are quite strong, why didn't she recognize it!

She looked carefully at the back, and there was no trace of martial arts on the young man's body, and it was not obvious that he was used to using a knife on the palm of his hand. It was hard to imagine that he would have such amazing and talented descendants in martial arts in the future.

"The weather is getting colder, and more and more people need charcoal. Take advantage of this time to sell more and buy something for Suzuko's health." Tanji said, his eyes were full of love for his wife "She and the child will be very happy to see you."

"Has the child been named?"

"Take it, his name is Tanmi, he is a healthy boy." The father always has a different light in his eyes when referring to the child, "After a busy day and walking home, I saw that he was no longer tired .”

Yuan nodded, he could only listen to this kind of topic silently, and was not able to express any opinions.

Walking into the depths of the dense forest, the eyes suddenly opened up, and a small open space appeared in front of them. In the middle of the open space stood a hut. A woman was sitting at the door mending things, and a child was lying on the thick quilt beside her.

"Suzuko! Look who's here!" Tanji ran over excitedly.

"Mr. Yuanyi?" The woman couldn't hide her surprise when she saw them.

"Mr. Yuanyi and his disciples came to see us." Tanji put down the basket, rubbed his hands together to keep them from getting too stiff, "Go and clean up, I'll take out the game that I saved two days ago."

"Mr. Yuanyi's disciple?"

Suzuko turned her attention to the young samurai behind Guo Yuanyi, and scanned her carefully several times: "Is...is this lady?"

"Yeah, yeah, that's..." Tanji nodded his head and froze in mid-air, then twisted, "Huh?! Miss?!"

"Yes." Suzuko looked at her husband strangely, "This is a young lady, although she is wearing men's clothes, it is easy to tell."

"..." Zaomen Tanji felt sorry for this, and tried to recall whether he had said anything inappropriate just now. Suddenly, he remembered Yuanyi's unnatural moment just now, and covered his open mouth.

Is it, is it...

Is this actually Mr. Yuanyi's wife? !

I was really rude just now!

The author has something to say: Tan Ji: I feel like I have guessed everything.