Demon Slayer becomes stronger by swinging his sword

Since that day in the martial arts training ground, Butterfly Shinobu also knew that his gaffe was seen by everyone in the Butterfly House.

It's just that when he quickly reopened the door and faced the outside, Butterfly Shinobu faced it calmly as if it hadn't happened before.

The people in the butterfly house didn't say a word about it, but they were more interested in helping Butterfly Ninja.

The culprit, Feng Yu, knew that after the butterfly shinobi woke up, he also hurriedly ran away and came to the house of Purgatory Kyojuro.

Riding Xiao Hei, he soon came to a courtyard.

Xiao Hei's huge body scared the sweeping Chijuro in the yard.

"Blame... Monster!

Chijurou looked at the behemoth in the sky in horror, holding the broom tightly in his hand, his legs trembling constantly.

"It scared Xingjulang's younger brother..."

Feng Yu picked up Xiaobai and jumped down and came to Qianjuro.

"I'm sorry, my pet may have scared you, my name is Nakagawa Fengyu, I'm your eldest brother's good friend, I'm sorry when we met for the first time!"

Feng Yu stretched out his hand and gently pulled up Senjuro, who was sitting on the ground.

"Just... That monster was your pet just now?

"Chijuro was a little incredulous, after all, Xiao Hei's current size is indeed a bit scary.

"Xiao Hei, come back quickly and apologize to Qianjulang."

Immediately, Xiao Hei gradually returned to his original state, revealing his original appearance, "Quack, I'm sorry, I scared you

" "This is the crow of the ghost killing team?"

It's clear that Chijurou has seen Kyojuro's crow.

"Yes, what about your brother?"

Feng Yu asked with a smile.

"Brother just went out for something, Mr. Feng Yu, you might as well come in first, it is estimated that my brother will be back soon."

Chijuro said respectfully.

"Good!"

Feng Yu nodded lightly.

"You look like your brother, but you don't look like you..."

Xingjurou and Qianjurou are simply carved out of the same mold, if it weren't for the difference in Qianjuro's height and personality and way of speaking in front of him, he really wouldn't be able to recognize it if he didn't look carefully.

"Lord Wind Feather said that I am not as good as my brother..."

Senjuro said as he served Wind Feather a cup of tea.

"In fact, there are many ways to guide others to live in this world, and you don't have to have strong power to protect others..."Feng

Yu said lightly.

When Qianjuro heard this, the whole person seemed to be frozen, and his eyes widened: "Mr. Feng Yu... Do you think so too? "

Senjuro, whether you can do it or not depends on yourself, not whether others think you can do it."

Feng Yu took a sip of the tea in his hand and said slowly.

"Teachable, Mr. Kazeha..."

Next, Chijuro cleaned up and tidied up the entire yard.

"Wine... Wine, give me wine! There

was the sound of a vase breaking in the room, and then a man with long orange-red hair and thick black eyebrows, who closely resembled Senjuro, broke open the door and fell to the ground.

The rich aroma of wine spreads instantly.

"What is this?"

Feng Yu turned out to be Senjuro's father, the predecessor of Yanzhu Maki Juro.

"I'm sorry, let Mr. Feng Yu smile, this is my father..."

Senjuro apologized with an embarrassed expression on his face, and then helped Maki Jurou with a familiar car.

"Get out of here, you're just like Kyojuro, you're a useless person, none of us can compare to that person, all breathing methods are derived from the breath of the sun..."

Feng Yu silently watched as Qianjurou's small body lifted up the tall Maki Jurou.

Senjuro didn't say a word, and seemed to be used to such a life.

Feng Yu vaguely remembers that there was background information about him in his previous life...

After reading the books left by the "Flame Pillar" in the past, he realized the gap between the strength of the samurai who used the "Breath of the Sun" in the past and his current self, and gradually realized the limits of his ability and his incompetence in swordsmanship, so he began to be confused and gradually gave up his identity as a swordsman.

"In the end, after his wife Purgatory Ruhuo died of illness, he was so negative that he completely broke away from the ghost killing team and relied on alcohol to anesthetize himself all day."

Feng Yu felt that such a person was a failure, and since he lost the belief to continue to grow stronger, the former Yan Zhu had already died at that time.

In his previous life, if it weren't for Kyojuro's death and Tanjiro's protagonist's head hammer, he wouldn't have woken up and repented of himself.

"Waste ... It's all rubbish... Sooner or later, one day he will die at the hands of a ghost..."

The room kept hearing the sound of Maki Juro's scolding, as well as the sound of various furniture being smashed.

Feng Yu ignored it, for this kind of person who has lost his faith, he has no choice, and some can only wake up by himself or be hit by Tanjiro with a hammer on the head like in the original play.

"I don't know how Tanjiro is training... It's strange that I miss it..."

Tanjiro, who was training in the distance and in the Narrow Kiri Mountains, suddenly sneezed.

"Why do you suddenly have a bad premonition..."

Tanjiro looked around suspiciously.

"At the end of this journey... Let's go back then..."

Feng Yu closed his eyes and began to rest.

A fragrant wisteria incense was lit by Senjuro.

"These incense sticks to calm my father,"

Senjuro explained.

"Well, it's okay..."

The time soon came to three o'clock in the afternoon.

The current Demon Slayer Team Purgatory Kyojuro is back.

Xing Shoulang looked at Feng Yu in his own house, and couldn't help but shout: "Feng Yu-kun, your strength seems to have improved a lot.

Kyojurou couldn't help but shout: "Feng Yu-kun! Why are you here? The

deafening voice sounded

Feng Yu sighed, it is worthy of you, Xing Shoulang, this voice is simply a tremor that even the old king at the head of the village can be frightened.

"Long time no see, Mr. Purgatory, forgive me for my sudden visit."

Feng Yu got up and said.

"Hahaha, Feng Yu-kun, are you going to be my stepson?"

Kyojurou laughed, as if he was a little expecting his answer.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Purgatory, I didn't have that idea!"

"I'm here today, just to visit you, and by the way, learn martial arts!"

Feng Yu said with a fist.

Xingjulang sighed for a moment and was about to agree, but Qianjulang on the side suddenly interrupted them.

"Brother, when is it now, it's better to finish eating first and then have a discussion."

"Grunt~"

Kyojuro's stomach began to growl.

"Hahaha, okay, then eat first!"

Feng Yu also nodded, and ate along.

"Has Mr. Purgatory's food always been so amazing?"

Feng Yu was a little surprised, the pile of food in front of him was being quickly wiped out by Xingjuro.

"Yes, my brother has always eaten so much..."

Chijuro on the side said lightly, and picked up the dishes for Xingjulang.

"Although Qianjulang's age is younger than Xingjulang, the affairs of the family can be taken care of in an orderly manner, and the whole person's temperament is completely different from Xingjulang."

"Xingjulang is heroic and straightforward, Qianjulang is introverted and polite, and the personalities of the two brothers complement each other."

Feng Yu looked at the two of them silently from the side, and Chijuro took care of Xingjuro like a little adult.

......