Time flies, two months later.

Autumn turns into winter, and the sky is like a velvet quilt being torn apart.

Holding an old teacup in his hand, with steam rising from it, Tanjiro opened the door of the hut.

Leaning on the side was a figure wrapped in tattered clothes, with messy long hair scattered on his shoulders, and he looked at the snowflakes in the jungle expressionlessly.

Tanjiro handed him the teacup and asked excitedly.

"Hey, Brother Lin is a warrior?"

In fact, Tanjiro had asked him similar words more than once.

When I rescued this man from the river in the jungle, he seemed to be unable to move his hands after waking up, and he coughed up blood whenever he spoke. At that time, the best doctor in the village was asked to see it, but there was no result. Come on, he was frightened by the black lines that appeared on his forehead, and reminded the Zaomen family that maybe some evil spirits had entered his body, and they were strangers anyway, so it was best to leave it alone... The Zaomen family is not very good I think, after all, my father Tanjuro had a similar scar on his forehead when he was born, 'It must be a birthmark. Mother Aoizhi said truthfully, but these were actually excuses. Later, father Tanjuro came to the conclusion that no matter what he did, he told his children that they must become kind and upright people in the future.

Within two days, the symptoms of this person seemed to have improved a little. He could speak with the weakest voice possible, and he seemed to be able to move his right hand.

On a snowy day, Tanjiro and his son volunteered to go to the depths of the jungle to log. It was hard to imagine that he, who had not recovered from his illness, could cut down dozens of thick trees by himself and dragged hundreds of catties of wood. Walk without panting.

Of course, that's not the case with the real samurai question.

"Samurai? Why does Tanjiro think so? Is it because of this sword?"

The man raised his right hand, and under the tattered thick sleeve robe was a carved wooden knife, which took him a day to get out.

"Well, I heard from the elders in the village that the only ones who go out with swords are samurai. Mr. samurai is amazing..."

Immediately afterwards, Tanjiro told Lin Yu again the story about the samurai he heard from the villagers. Originally, the young charcoal seller might not be able to really get in touch with that side in his whole life. home, just like his father.

Due to the appearance of Lin Yu, there is now a sense of separation between reality and strange stories that Master Fox Immortal lives in my house.

"I said... Tanjiro, a samurai without a ruler is a ronin, that is, a vagrant and a rascal, not a powerful guy."

Lin Yu showed a smile of'It's time for you to see the sinister society'.

It can be seen that the childlike innocence gradually disappeared from Tanjiro's face, and was replaced by a heavy loss. He did not question Lin Yu's words, but reflected immediately.

"really?"

This kid... is real.

"Haha... I will give you this wooden knife."

Lin Yu couldn't help laughing, and touched Tanjiro's head unconsciously... Then his arms became stiff. I don't know if it was an illusion. ?

"Brother Lin!"

"Brother Lin!"

Kuizhi in the distance came over with a few children. They usually go to the jungle to collect some mushrooms in order to supplement their families.

The first cute girl who waved at Lin Yu was Tanjiro's sister Kamado Yadouko.

"Hi, Mrs. Zaomen."

Lin Yu got up and saluted the woman.

"Ara, don't be so polite."

A kind smile appeared on Zaomen Kuizhi's face.

Since Lin Yu came to their house, not only their livelihood has not been more difficult than before, on the contrary life is getting better and better.

Because Lin Yu's charcoal can always be sold in a way, and the money in exchange will buy a lot of delicious food for the brothers and sisters of the Zaomen family. He is very popular among the children, and he gets along very well on weekdays Easy-going and polite, no one would hate such a child.

"Brother Lin, the gift I asked for earlier."

"And mine."

"All of them."

Lin Yu smiled and took out a series of handmade products from behind, all of which were wood carvings, rattle drum dolls and the like, and the workmanship was very exquisite.

These are all things he made to exercise the flexibility of his fingers, and they have almost recovered in the past few days.

"It's amazing! Brother Lin is really amazing!"

"so beautiful!"

"I like Brother Lin the most."

"Okay, Mr. Lin is sick and his body is still very weak. You all stop making trouble around him, it will cause him trouble."

Zaomen Aoi was dissatisfied and drove all the children into the house. As the eldest son, Tanjiro had just obtained a new weapon and had a new child's dream. He was about to ask Lin Yu many questions, but was ruthlessly pulled into the house by his mother.

"The same goes for Tanjiro, don't disturb Mr. Lin's rest."

After the family entered the house, Lin Yu walked to the snow-covered backyard alone, squatted down, and stroked the fresh green on the ground.

[Exploration: Wisteria flower physique activated, similar resonance. 】

"Is there really?"

Lin Yu smiled slightly.

Maybe this is fate. At first, he thought about going to find the Zaomen family, but due to various reasons, this matter was shelved after all.

According to the information he has, besides the breath of the sun, the Zaomen family also has the blue Bigan flower that Guiwu Tsuji misses heartily. However, the flowering period of the blue other shore flower is in full bloom in the place where the sun is most intense.

That is to say... It is impossible for Guiwu Tsuji Wumi to get this flower in his whole life.

"Lin Jun, what are you doing here?"

A weak voice sounded, and Lin Yu looked back, it was Zaomen Tanjuro with a smile on his face.

Lin Yu was a little surprised.

In the past Tanjuro would bring some firewood back, but today he brought nothing.

"Did Tanjuro-san go chop wood today?"

"Well, there is a guest here today, and this guest is here to find you Lin Jun."

The smile on Tanjuro's face did not fade.

Lin Yu was a little puzzled.

Looking for him?
Since he came to Zaomen's family, he hasn't told anyone about his identity as a member of the Demon Slayer Squad. In the eyes of these people, he is just an injured passenger. As in the movie, he is a samurai who is completely out of track with the times.

"Yo, gorgeous guy, so you really are not dead."

It was a very cordial greeting from the very beginning.

On the thatched hut in the backyard of Zaomen's house, squatting a tall and handsome guy with silver-white hair.

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