Demon Slayer: The Tai Chi Swordsman

After a while, Kiritani Sento and Tanjiro came with a wooden board and a new quilt.

The two first quietly laid out the quilt, and then repaired the broken wooden house, at least enough to shelter from the wind and rain.

Then the two did not want to disturb the steel-forging hotaru, so they left.

The shadows of the trees were mottled, and two boys who looked almost the same stopped a child wearing a fire man mask.

"Boy, I want to fight it!" Yuichiro pointed to the mechanical doll behind the child.

The child protected the doll and shook his head reluctantly. As something passed down from his ancestors, the child had no ability to repair it, but he didn't want it to be destroyed.

The doll had six arms, and the shell of the left eye had long been broken, revealing the silver gear inside. Even though the doll was already dilapidated, it could still feel a strong sense of oppression.

The child who protected the doll was named Xiaotie. He was the only one left in their family, and the doll was the only inheritance.

Wuyilang squatted in front of Xiaotie and said softly: "It's okay, we won't fight it!"

Huh?

Xiaotie was confused. The two men looked the same, but why was that guy so fierce? He should have the older brother in front of him.

Looking at Xiaotie's disgusted eyes, Youyilang glared at him fiercely and said: "Why, you don't accept it, little brat!"

"You kelp head, you talk like you are not a little brat!"

"Huh?"

"I am the pillar!"

Youyilang clenched his fist and approached Xiaotie step by step, intending to teach this little bastard who disrespected his superiors a lesson.

Xiaotie hid behind Wuyilang and continued to output steadily: "What's wrong with the pillar, he is still a little brat!"

"He looks only a few years older than me, tsk!"

"You deserve a beating!"

Wuyilang held his forehead helplessly. His brother was still the same as always and could quarrel with anyone!

And this kid was also very unforgiving!

Muichiro stood between the two, and his head was about to explode.

"Brother, calm down, don't argue with a child!" Muichiro persuaded with a smile.

Xiaotie poked his head out and emphasized: "I'm ten years old, not a child anymore!"

"Also, why are you so fierce, you kelp head!"

"You..."

Ichiro was angry, he hated being called a kelp head the most.

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting increasingly tense, Kiritani Sento and Tanjiro happened to pass by.

"Oh, it's quite lively!"

Kiritani Sento appeared behind Ichiro at some point, and he hugged his apprentice, but was pushed away ruthlessly.

"Two grown men, hugging each other, it's disgusting!" Ichiro complained without hesitation.

Kiritani Sento sighed, stood with his hands behind his back, and said sadly: "Alas! The apprentice has grown up, and the master can't control him anymore!"

"I'm really old!"

Yuichiro frowned, and he was already accustomed to his master's performance, and he had nothing to complain about for a while.

But the next second, Kiritani Sento appeared next to the doll, and he looked at the doll carefully.

Is it Yuichi Zero-style?

As expected, he encountered it again. Through the realm of transparency, Kiritani Sento naturally saw the internal structure of Yuichi Zero-style.

A rusty ancient sword was hidden in the doll, and even the heavy rust could not stop the sharp blade of the ancient sword.

Near the place of the sword guard, the word "destroy" was looming.

Xiaotie stared at Kiritani Sento vigilantly. He was afraid that this guy was also paying attention to Yuichi Zero-style. After all, the look in his eyes when looking at the doll was not right!

"By the way, what's the name of this doll?" Kiritani looked at Kotetsu, but he was asking even though he knew the answer.

Kotetsu was a little surprised. He didn't expect that someone would care about the name of a doll.

"Yuichi Zero-style!"

"My family inherited it. It is said that it was made in the image of the strongest swordsman!"

"Super awesome!"

A sense of pride came to him, and Kotetsu couldn't help but look up. He had great respect for his ancestors.

"Yuichi Zero-style?"

A tall figure suddenly flashed through Tanjiro's mind. It was someone he had never seen before, but the image was extremely clear, and the environment around that person was not like today, but more like ancient times.

The person had a crimson high ponytail, a pair of red eyes as bright as the sun, a red stripe on the left forehead, and wore a red haori.

The sun, is he the sun?

A question appeared in Tanjiro's mind, because he felt that the man in his memory was like the sun hanging high above his head, shining brightly.

In a trance, he looked into those deep eyes, and the unspeakable sadness flowed like a river, drowning Tanjiro.

"I'm so useless!"

The red-haired man sighed, and his tall body seemed to be half a meter shorter.

Regret! Regret! Self-blame!Tanjiro felt himself wrapped in regret and couldn't help crying.

"Why do you blame yourself so much?"

Tanjiro murmured.

Unknowingly, he had come to the front of the Zero Style of Enlightenment. His hand was still on the face of the doll, and the cold doll was a bit piercing.

Xiaotie opened his mouth wide. Could this boy be the descendant of the original doll? Why was he so sad?

Thinking of this, Xiaotie couldn't help but feel a little more sympathetic.

Thinking of the ancestors, it's inevitable to shed tears!

Xiaotie, who also held on to the relics of his ancestors, immediately had a good impression of Tanjiro.

If Kiritani Battle Rabbit knew, he would admire this child's imagination.

Xiaotie was stunned for a while, and then secretly made up his mind. He walked in front of Tanjiro and said seriously: "My name is Xiaotie. Do you want to train with the Zero Style of Enlightenment?"

"Huh?!" Youyilang was confused. What's wrong with this kid?

Kiritani Zhantu smiled calmly, as if he had expected it. This is fate!

No matter how it changes, Tanjiro is inseparable from the Zero Style of Enlightenment.

Tanjiro also recovered. He seemed extremely shocked. This child obviously resisted outsiders touching the dolls. Why did he take the initiative to invite me?

However, Tanjiro still introduced himself politely: "I am Tanjiro Kamado!"

"You'd better keep the Zero Style of Enlightenment!"

"After all, it was passed down from our ancestors. It would be bad if it was damaged!"

Xiaotetsu did not speak, but he still invited Tanjiro and others to his home.

He felt that there was a destiny in the dark. Maybe the Zero Style of Enlightenment was passed down for this moment.

After all, how could a boy cry to a doll he had never met?

On the way, Tanjiro told a few people what had just happened.

The Tokito brothers had no clue. How could people see memories from hundreds of years ago?

Kiritani Sento looked like he was not surprised, since ghosts and breathing techniques were necessary.

Kotetsu looked thoughtful, and suddenly he raised his head and exclaimed, "I remember, I heard from my elders that family memories are passed down through blood!"

"Although this sounds incredible, it seems to be true!"

"Tanjiro saw the memory of his ancestors because of Yoriichi Shiki-0!"