Traveling with Indra

Mingluo realized that Indra was being entangled by his brother, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up, and it kept curling up until she couldn't hold it back any longer. The morning sun gently sprinkled on Indra's handsome face, and his fair skin was a little red, as if he was angry. The anger in the scarlet Sharingan eyes made her unable to hold back any longer.

"Hahahahahahaha...Ahahaha!" Ming Luo laughed so hard that she slapped the window frame. With her increasingly gloomy face, she finally stopped laughing, coughed lightly, and blinked her eyes. "Just tell me if it worked, right?"

"Stop fooling around!" Indra was so angry that he wanted to hit her, so he raised his hand and hit her on the head.

"Hiss~" Ming Luo rubbed her forehead and closed the window with a snap. She was going to brush her teeth and continue to sleep. This hurt a little and woke her up from her sleepiness. She had to continue lying in bed to recuperate.

[As the person who has been sending out big moves continuously, I will not work without taking a break for ten or eight days. ]

“…” Indra looked at the closed window, then at his own hands, full of confusion and bewilderment.

Is she angry?

Indra stood at the window for a long time, feeling the fluctuations of the natural forces inside, and turned to look at the elegant courtyard. In the small stone pond, goldfish swam back and forth. The stone path meandered through the courtyard and led to the ancient well at the other end. The bamboo fence was tall and elegant, exuding a faint bamboo fragrance.

The elegant and peaceful courtyard was like a painting, with sunlight shining through the gaps in the leaves onto the ground, creating patches of light and shadow. He looked at the stone table over there, then went to knock on Mingluo's window.

"Mingluo, give me some books." Indra knocked three times and made the request in a clear and cold voice, but if you listened carefully, you could hear a bit of confusion and guilt in his words.

After a while of rustling inside, Mingluo opened the window and handed out a book and sketches, which were old-fashioned gun manufacturing drawings she had drawn, as well as a stack of calculation paper, pens, ink, rulers and other tools.

"Take it and play with it." As expected of a top student, reading is his only pastime.

Indra blinked while holding a pile of things, looked at the expression on Mingluo's face, and confirmed that she was not really angry, and his tense expression relaxed.

Ming Luo did not hide her purpose at all, with a faint smile on her lips: "Indra... I want the finished product on the drawing, let's make it together."

"...Okay." Indra agreed immediately, just like when he designed the mobile home for her. He knew Mingluo was trying to change the subject, but now... maybe it would be best if they could do something together.

When they met, he found that many things were left unanswered. He didn't know why he wanted to see her so much. But it was undeniable that when he really met Mingluo, he felt at peace somewhere in his heart.

>>>>>>

Ming Luo made great contributions in this battle against the upper ranks, and was promoted again, and also received a lot of bonuses. She once again exchanged gold and silver for savings, and wrote an application to go to the swordsmith village to make the new weapon she had imagined.

Because they will bring Indra and Ashura with them this time, the application will take some time. But Mingluo knows very well that this application will be approved. With Indra and Ashura saving the Sound Pillar's legs, there is hope that the Flame Pillar will be able to recover.

Mingluo only talked about the two brothers' life stories. They were born in a temple in the south, but the two brothers did not want to inherit their father's legacy and had no interest in shaving their heads and becoming monks, so they ran away from home.

Although in fact it was the eldest son who said to him, "Dad, if you don't trust me, don't waste time training Asura," and then he ran away from home and wandered around the world.

The second son was terrified. Thinking about how many things would be on his shoulders in the future, he packed up his things and ran away with his brother, crying that he could not live without his brother.

These things are not to be told to outsiders, so when Ubuyashiki heard such an outrageous reason, he couldn't help but curl his lips. He was already happy because two upper rank gods died in a row, and now he is even more relieved.

Monks who inherited temples and lands had fairly good family conditions, and it was extremely rare to see someone run away from home simply to avoid having to shave their heads.

"My lord, how about... asking you two to treat you?" Shinobu Kocho looked at her lord worriedly, he could hardly get up.

"Ahem~ Okay." Ubuyashiki didn't object. He still wanted to hold on a little longer and wanted to end the battle with the Demon King in his generation.

Shinobu Kocho was very happy that her lord agreed, and she started gossiping with a smile. "But... I think Mr. Indra is here to pursue Mingluo. He is very resentful of Mingluo joining the Demon Slayer Corps. I asked Mr. Ashura quietly, because Mingluo was unwilling to move into the village where the temple was located before."

"Hehe~ How is Mingluo?" Ubuyashiki has always treated the team members as his own children. Each of them is very young, and he is very happy to see the emotional development of the team members.

"She's fine. She studies new weapons every day and is not satisfied with her own attack power." Shinobu Kocho felt that Ming Luo was fine and her pace was not disrupted. During the days of recuperation, she read books and studied with Indra, and her life was quite fulfilling.

"Then you arrange someone to take them there." Ubuyashiki also expected Mingluo to create better weapons to kill more upper-rank soldiers, and who knows... maybe even help kill Muzan.

—Swordsmith Village—

Deep in the mountains, there is an artisan village surrounded by mountains. This village is like a paradise, surrounded by magnificent mountains. When you enter the village, the first thing you see is rows of wooden houses with thick and solid walls and green tiles on the roofs, which blend in with the surrounding natural environment.

Artisans live and work here, with unique skills and the craftsmanship inherited from their ancestors. Artisans' studios can be seen everywhere in the village, filled with various tools and materials. The sound of iron hammering can be heard throughout the village, often echoing day and night.

The gurgling stream in the mountains adds a sense of tranquility and vitality to the village. The water is clear and fish are playing in it. There are lush flowers beside the stream, emitting bursts of fragrance. The villagers wearing masks like to take a walk here and feel the beauty of nature.

There is no hustle and bustle of the city here, only the craftsmen's persistent pursuit of skills and love for life. They write their own legends with their own hands.

The Flame Pillar and the Sound Pillar were carried down because the doctor was coming here, so the patients had to move. Besides, it was good to recuperate here. The Flame Pillar's sword needed to be recast, and the Sound Pillar also planned to add some hidden weapons.

"Ms. Mingluo——"

"Ms. Mingluo!"

The masked swordsmith ran out happily, warmly welcomed her arrival, and most importantly... asked her what improvements needed to be made to the weapon. Their furnaces were already heated up, so they could start working right away.

What is the angle at which the knife bends?

Is there anything wrong with the buckle?

Are the spikes long and hard enough?

How is the wear on the 'swivel saw'?

"The blueprints are here. They all need to be improved. This time, we found problems in the actual combat against the upper string." Ming Luo handed over the blueprints and asked the two tool men to put down the iron box. All that needed to be improved was here. "I need to try to make something new. I only need an apprentice knife maker to make some iron sheets of different shapes."

"No problem, Xiaotie." Mr. Tiexuesen smiled and called the child over there to come over and cooperate. It was just a preliminary experiment and Xiaotie could do it.

"Yes! Please give me your advice!" Xiaotie greeted Mingluo politely.

Indra and Asura looked at each other. They didn't expect Mingluo to be so popular here. But the next second, several masked men picked up the boxes and ran away without leaving a trace.

Ashura: I suddenly understood...why Mingluo was willing to negotiate with them.

Indra: ...Me too.

Xiao Tie was shocked to see the newcomers, so he had to come out to greet them. He introduced the topography of the place, where to sleep, where to eat, where to exercise, and where to soak in hot springs.

"Hot spring? I want to take a bath!" Ming Luo's eyes lit up. She had never enjoyed a hot spring before. It was all because of her poverty.

"Just go up this way. Do you want me to take you to your room first?"

"it is good!"

A few minutes later, Mingluo followed him to the hot springs, carrying a change of clothes. Indra and Asura followed behind him, but of course they went to the men's bath.

After a comfortable bath, Mingluo felt all her fatigue was gone, and walked towards the cafeteria with small steps. Anyway, work was not urgent, and filling her stomach was more important first.

"Mingluo." Asura came running over, happily inviting Mingluo to go on an adventure.

"I refuse. I'm hungry." Ming Luo waved her hands. Who the hell wants to go on an adventure?

Asura was chattering nearby, successfully making Mingluo feel that something was wrong.

Where is Indra?

This guy didn't bother his brother?

"Asura, why did you... run away from home too?" Ming Luo suddenly stopped. Because she had always been obsessed with her brother, she didn't have the chance to ask this question alone.

"My brother is overdoing it. Let me inherit the Ninja Clan."

Mingluo didn't know what he was dissatisfied with. Didn't Asura like this the most? "Isn't it good? Your father loves you, and people love you. Everyone loves each other."

"Mingluo... I'm not stupid." Ashura suddenly stopped, his innocent eyes showing a firmness that was not there before. "Father... doesn't trust my brother because of my grandmother. I will be like the younger brother in the story you told, pushed out to deal with my brother... right?"

Mingluo was stunned for a moment. When she was cooking with Indra, she talked about the power struggle in the daimyo's mansion. "Did you hear it? The Ninja Clan is just a small organization. There's no need to think too much about it. The main thing is your father's attitude."

"..." Ashura remained silent. After his brother left the Ninja Clan, he understood a lot of things. Without his brother's management, the Ninja Clan was no longer what he knew, and he also saw everyone's little thoughts.

After his brother left, many rules were trampled, and embezzlement and bullying continued. He tried and worked hard, but there were too many people who crossed the bottom line drawn by his brother, and he couldn't punish them all. There were also many people who begged for mercy, so he couldn't bear it and relaxed a little, and then everything got messed up.

Then... the most ridiculous scene appeared. The appearance of the father made everyone silent.

My father told everyone to be peaceful, to have love and to understand each other, and everyone listened.

Is this the father who preaches that 'love' can change everything?

The moment Asura saw this scene, his perception was overturned. So when his brother came back to bring him seafood, he hugged his brother and cried loudly, insisting on going with him no matter what.

He didn't want to tell his brother about the things about the Ninja Clan, so he just cried that he couldn't handle the work and didn't want to inherit the Ninja Clan. Anyway, the Ninja Clan had so many disciples, so they didn't need a little waste like him.

He is a little loser who can't live without his brother, and his brother can't abandon him.

Ming Luo saw that he was in a daze, so she fanned him with a palm leaf fan to give him some cool breeze: "Asura?"

Ashura snorted proudly, raised his chin and crossed his arms. "I don't want to inherit the Ninja Clan! My brother wants to play with you, so why can't I?"

"Let's go and eat."

"Brother said he's going to make wild vegetable hotpot for us today!"

"Indra went to the kitchen?"

"Yes, the mountains are the best place to eat wild delicacies!"

Mingluo and Asura ran to the cafeteria and saw a steaming pot on the long wooden table. A large fish head, wild mushrooms, meatballs, kelp, and fried tofu were soaked in the soup, bubbling. A plate of raw fish fillets was placed next to it, but it was not time to add the fillets yet.

The two tried to taste the food with chopsticks, but were slapped on the back of their hands. The cold-blooded man opened his scarlet eyes and spoke indifferently. "Ten more minutes, the mushrooms are not cooked enough."

"Woo~ It smells so good." Asura sat down pitifully, craving the aroma.

"Idiot, go get some rice." Ming Luo kicked his stool and got up to go to the kitchen to get some rice.

Indra watched the two of them run to the kitchen, and just sat there waiting quietly. It had been a long time since they had eaten together. Mingluo had eaten in her room before, and she looked very weak. It was rare for her to be so energetic today.

[Is this the true face? ]

Ten minutes passed quickly. The delicious fish head and mushroom soup had a rich aroma before it even entered my mouth. The soup was rich and tender, as if dancing on the tip of my tongue, and the deliciousness of the fish head and the sweetness of the mushrooms blended together.

With every bite, you can feel the delicious taste spreading in your mouth. This taste is mellow and refreshing without any greasy feeling. The addition of mushrooms adds a layered feeling to the soup base, making it richer and more intense.

"It's delicious~" Mingluo gave Indra a thumbs up, picked up the bowl and started to show off. The dignity of a foodie is to show off!

"Brother is the best." Asura joined the praise group just to praise more.

"Shut up!" Indra's mouth drooped. These two people were really enough.

"Know when to stop." Ming Luo smiled knowingly and reminded the person opposite.

"Oh." Ashura nodded. Did he praise too much?

Indra was furious. It was she who started it. "It's your fault. Don't put the blame on Ashura!"

"That's right!" Asura changed sides instantly and said, brother, you are right.

"Tsk~ You're such a brother-con~" Ming Luo curled her lips indifferently, picked up half of the fish head and slurped up the delicious taste.

"Ah, my fish head!" Asura hurriedly joined the fight to grab food. A foodie never gives up!

Indra: ...Never mind, I don’t like eating fish heads either.

"Mingluo, come with me to the mountains to practice later and see how strong you are."

"...You want to hit me?" Ming Luo was instantly annoyed. This brother-con man wanted to hit her for such a trivial matter?

Indra: ...