Time flies away from the fingertips, silently.

Half a year later.

As night falls, a crescent moon hangs in the sky outside the window.

In the wooden house, the boy sat in front of a small table, writing one word after another in his pen.

Occasionally, I turned my head to look at my sister on the bed, and a hint of tenderness appeared in my eyes.

"Yo, Tanjiro,"

"Is he writing a diary when he is not sleeping so late?"

Ye Feng's voice suddenly rang out of the window, and the boy jumped.

Not long after, a white-haired old man with a red dog mask also appeared, with a kind and gentle look.

"I said, Mr. Lin Taki,"

"Tanjiro actually insists on writing a diary."

Ye Feng said as if he had discovered a new continent.

"Write a diary?"

"Who writes a diary for serious people?"

Linlong smiled and put down his airs and said.

When Tanjiro saw it, he found that both seniors were holding wine glasses in their hands.

Ye Feng seemed to have no problem, but Mr. Linlong...

"yes,"

"Who writes a diary by a serious person? Do you write it?"

Ye Feng nodded.

“I won’t write,”

"Uesugi, are you writing a diary?"

Linlong asked with a smile.

The two of them sang together and seemed to be performing, only Tanjiro's face was covered in darkness.

"Who can write his thoughts in his diary?"

"How can I say what I wrote about it?"

"Sincere!"

"Sincere!"

Ye Feng and Linlong clinked their wine glasses and laughed.

In the boy's speechless eyes, he disappeared in front of the window.

These two old and indecent...

Silent overnight.

The next day.

Early in the morning, Tanjiro arrived at the top of Mount Nagiri.

With continuous exercise, Ye Feng's guidance and the help of elixirs, his body has improved a little almost every day.

Gradually, the boy was able to climb to the top of the mountain before running down.

"The God of Fire, the One-shaped, round dance!"

The boy took an ordinary knife in his hand and swung a perfect circular slash.

"boom!"

A huge rock on the top of a mountain exploded.

"I didn't expect that the God of Fire that my father asked me to pass on was actually a breathing method,"

“And according to the master, Rizhi breathes very hard,”

"Then, I can't slack off!"

Tanjiro looked at the knife in his hand, his eyes becoming more and more firm and shining.

“Hmm,”

"It seems like it's over-the-top?"

Ye Feng leaned against a big tree, looking at the boy sweating in the sun from afar.

The so-called breathing method is to exercise continuously and stimulate the growth of the body's strength by sucking in oxygen.

Moreover, different breathing methods and the characteristics of using moves are also different.

The breathing method of water is soft, suitable for defense and is relatively comprehensive, while the breathing method of thunder emphasizes speed and explosion, and there are other kinds of other...

But the breathing of the sun is different.

This is the strongest breathing method ever, because Wusan almost cut off his inheritance.

Tanjiro, who directly practiced the God of Fire, achieved certain achievements, just like the protagonist has not yet left the novice village, but his strength is almost at full level.

In just two years, I'm afraid I can fight Wusan head-on.

"It's not you!"

"Give Tanjiro those elixirs, it's good to overdo it?"

Mili suddenly popped up and hummed with dissatisfaction.

The right time, place and people are harmonious, with elixirs, talents, masters, and the strongest breathing method. Tanjiro just doesn't want to become stronger.

"Is there any way to do this?"

"What can I do? Should I send Tanjiro back and rebuilt?"

"Mi Lijiang~~"

Ye Feng hugged the girl beside him tightly, with a coquettish tone, and even blinked his eyes.

Mili: "..."

I always feel like I found a strange husband.

"After that being said, I heard that Japan is going to amend the law and restore polygamy."

Ye Feng seemed to say it accidentally.

"Dear Feng,"

"You, no, will, look for women, people again."

Mili beat her word by word, and her murderous look was almost like the knife was placed on Ye Feng's neck.

"Hey, hey, isn't I doing this for you?"

"Someone often can't get up in the morning, complaining that I don't care about my mercy, and screaming at night..."

"uh-huh?"

Ye Feng didn't finish his words, but Mili was so glaring that she didn't dare to continue speaking.

Besides, I might not be able to get on the bed tonight, so I can only tragically slap the floor.

Although he would sneak back every time...

(Pure smile)

"Just, even if Japan changes the law,"

"You are not allowed to look for it!"

Mili said angrily, her face flushed.

Although Ye Feng was talking about the facts and she was not able to deal with it alone, she felt very upset when she thought of sharing it with other women.

"The beautiful girl is still waiting for me to save her,"

“The human happiness index is still waiting for me to contribute,”

“I learned one thing from my long life…the limit of being an excellent husband,”

"The more you follow the rules, the more likely you are to be strict with your wife,"

“Humans have their limits…”

"I'm not a human being, Mili!"

It seems that I have awakened some strange style of painting.

"Be your big-headed ghost!"
To be continued...