"Hey," when Lingyou was talking vigorously, Shitou Wuichiro interrupted him, "Although I don't know you, you just said that you are also Zhu? If this is the case, why are you here? Is it a waste of time? I just said that wasting Zhu's time is equivalent to killing others. Although you are also a waste of time, this view can still be established."
After listening, Ling You's face turned black: "So you didn't hear a word of what I just said?"
However, before he could get angry, Shitou Wuichiro suddenly turned around to leave.
"Since you are also a pillar, then it means that there is no point in confronting you here. It can only waste my time, so I don't need the key," he said, and he raised his sun wheel, sun wheel. The surface of the knife has become blunt, and its power has been greatly weakened. "My knife is broken, let me rebuild one when I look back."
"In addition, if you are interested, you can also ask that child to take you to see it. After all, only the key in his hand can activate it."
After speaking, Shi Tou Wuichiro left here without looking back.
After Shito Wuichiro left, the atmosphere gradually became a little quieter. Ling You was a little autistic. Today, he was hailed as a communicator who was actually defeated by a 14-year-old boy.
"That..." At this moment, the child who had hidden behind the tree suddenly walked out, "Thank you for helping me drive him away. Is your team interested in that thing? I can take you to see it. "
"Really?" Hearing this, Tanjirou was immediately overjoyed. He came here after hearing Kanlu Temple Mili said that there were secret weapons hidden on the mountain, so he just heard "it" from Shito Wuichiro's mouth. At the time, Tanjiro was very interested in it.
"Brother Ling You, let's take a look..." Tan Zhilang was about to call Ling You to go with him, but he saw that Ling You's entire upper body was completely black, his head hung down, and he looked very decadent.
Tanjiro: "..."
But in the next second, Ling You suddenly stood up with flames in his eyes: "Go! I must go! Today I have been insulted like never before. If that thing doesn't interest me, Tan Jirou, prepare to feel the fear of being dominated by me!"
After listening, Tanjirou felt the chrysanthemum tight.
...
"By the way, what exactly is that key used for? Is it used to open a specified box?" On the way to the destination, Tanjirou looked at the child walking beside him and asked.
"It's the key to the agency doll." The child replied.
"Organization doll?" Tanjirou asked.
"Yes," the child replied, "Made by my ancestors, it can perform a total of 108 actions. It has a power far superior to humans and can be used for actual combat training. However, with the components It’s aging, it’s about to break down."
After listening, Tanjirou seemed a little excited. If he could also have such an organ doll, he would definitely be able to greatly improve his strength in a short time.
"It turned out to be like this, no wonder even that Zhu is so interested in the team. By the way, I don't know your name yet? My name is Tanjirou Kamen, how about you?" Tanjirou asked with a smile.
"Just call me Xiaotie."
Unlike Tanjirou, Ling You didn’t have much interest in this. The organ dolls are probably the live targets used by the generation of Xiaotie ancestors to train. No matter how strong the combat effectiveness is, it’s impossible. Put him into a hard fight?
...
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
In the woods, Ling You's exclamation continued to sound, and along with it, there was also the sound of mechanical operation and the violent sound of metal collision.
At this time, Ling You is with a high ponytail. He has long black hair with red in it, sun-wheel flower earrings, and crimson flame markings on his left forehead. The entire left face is greatly damaged and possessed. The mechanism doll with six arms and a long knife in each hand engaged in battle.
Sangouyu's writing wheel opened, and Ling You kept looking around during the battle. Every time he caught a blow from the organ doll, he felt a lot of pressure, and with the gradual passage of time and physical exertion , He actually showed a disadvantage in the battle with the agency doll.
"This, is it really lemon that makes me fall into a hard fight?"
A few drops of cold sweat slipped off his forehead, and without using any skills other than the writing wheel eye, he actually couldn't beat this organ doll.
On the other side, Tanjiro looked at the mechanism doll that was frantically suppressing Ling You. He had an unexplainable familiarity with the face of that mechanism doll. He seemed to have seen him somewhere, but he didn't have any impression.
"Is this the mechanism doll you mentioned? It...why has six arms?" Looking at the six arms of the mechanism doll, Tanjirou asked inexplicably.
Xiao Tie replied: "Yes, that is the actual combat doll made by my ancestors-Yuan Yi Zero Style."
"As for the arms, I heard from my father that this mechanism doll seems to be made based on a swordsman who once existed. The swordsman is extremely powerful, so it can only be reproduced with six arms. Show his actions back then."
"Who is that swordsman? Where is the person? What does it do?" The more I look at it, the more familiar the face of the organ puppet becomes, and Tanjiro directly asks Xiaotie three questions.
This made Xiao Tie a little embarrassed: "Sorry, he is from the Warring States Period after all, so I don't know."
Hearing this, Tanjiro was extremely surprised at this: "War... the Warring States Period? Isn't it more than three hundred years ago? That doll hasn't been broken after so long?"
Xiao Tie also felt a little unbelievable about this: "The technology of our ancestors was superb at that time. Our posterity was beyond reach, so if it breaks, I'm afraid it will never be repaired."
"My father died early due to illness, and I was the only child in the family. I had to shoulder the rise and fall of the family independently. I didn't have the ability to build weapons and groom dolls." As he said, Xiao Tie clenched his fists involuntarily. , The tone of his speech was full of self-blame for his weakness.
"That's why you are so...I understand." With a trace of melancholy, Tanjirou began to sympathize with the child who was only about seven or eight years old.
He was in the same situation as he used to be, and when he was suffering from this kind of pain, he was much younger than he was back then, and even the pain he suffered far exceeded the pain he had suffered.
He couldn't believe that such a small child was suffering from this every day, what kind of belief was supporting him to live hard.