The journey of dragon transformation starting from Demon Slayer

A country, like a human being, will gradually decay and head toward destruction. Ghosts and monsters in human skin will run rampant and arrogant. If God cannot punish the evil, all of our professional killers will disappear in the darkness——

Imperial calendar - 1010, winter.

"Unknown ceiling, unknown environment...and, a little hungry..."

The baby opened his watery eyes and expressed this thought.

Although I can't speak yet, I don't stop myself from screaming.

"Huh? Tazmi is awake...are you hungry...Mom will feed you right away..."

The woman who finished her work quickly looked at the baby lying in the cradle.

The man sitting in the living room put down the long sword he was cleaning when he heard the commotion, put on a cheerful smile and walked over.

"Oh?! Our man looks very hungry..."

He stretched his little arms towards the sky and looked at the adults around him with a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Ahhhhh!!"

Looking at the smiles of his parents in this life, the child's big round eyes looked around, taking in everything around him.

"Honey...go away! I have to feed Tazmi..."

"Huh? It's not like I haven't seen it before..."

Upon hearing the man's complaint, the woman's expression turned cold.

"Okay, okay... Is it okay if I go... But be careful not to catch a cold..."

The man took off his coat and put it on the woman's back. After doing all this, he waved his hands and went out.

"Then I'll go outside to deal with this week's prey first! By the way, I'll check if there are any problems with the storage..."

And our protagonist is facing a very serious level 12 problem at this moment!

Moreover, it is a matter of life, death and one's own future!

Looking at a lump of slime that popped out of ordinary clothes that were not too gorgeous, the young man asked three questions about his soul.

Should I eat it? Should I speak? Will you starve to death if you don’t keep your mouth shut?

"After all, it is a test of life and death...I believe God will forgive me...right!"

As if he had made a lot of determination, the little child closed his big round eyes and touched the plump slime with his young hands.

While her little mouth was holding Dudu, our little baby, Tazmi, began to suck hard.

After having enough wine and food, Tazmi fell asleep contentedly.

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'To be honest, I didn't think about it for long. Is it a qualitative change caused by quantity? '

'Obviously I just go to bed at three or four o'clock every day, but I didn't expect that I could travel through time. '

At this moment, the baby had a tangled expression on his face, but he relaxed after a while, as if he had figured something out.

'But it's much better than the free crossing service provided by big trucks...at least it's painless...'

Here is a reminder to all book friends: Staying up late will lead to time travel, so it is better to stay up all night.

While the boy was thinking this, his current parents walked to the cradle.

"Tazmi... Today, mom and dad are going to sell the fruits of the past few days together... If we are lucky, it will be enough for our family to spend this year beautifully!"

The young woman said this while looking at her child with a smile on her face.

"Sleep~sleep! My cute little baby~!"

Watching her mother singing an unknown lullaby, Tazmi slowly closed her eyes.

These are the boy's parents in this life.

From the pronunciation, the boy could only barely recognize that his name was ta zi mi. Although the name was the same as the rural boy in his memory, the boy still didn't quite believe that he was reborn for him. Maybe it's just someone with the same name.

And when he was just born, he received a lot of beatings.

Before he could figure out the situation, the boy who thought he had just woken up roared from his soul.

"Ahhh! [Who hit me!!]"

Looking at the baby with his eyes closed, he finally let out his first cry. People around him laughed.

"It seems that our village will have another man in the future... Hahahaha!"

The village chief stroked the beard growing on his chin. The nearly fifty-year-old man looked at the couple in front of him with great satisfaction.

"Yes, I believe our child will grow into an excellent man!"

Tazmi's mother lay weakly on the bed, looking at her child and smiling happily.

"Tazmi...I am your mother..."

The woman who held the young child affectionately in her arms closed her eyes.

Upon hearing the birth of the child, people sitting outside the house also came in one by one.

"So cute...I wonder who between Tazmi and Iyeas will capture my Sayu's heart in the future..."

The woman with long black hair looked at her child and said with a smile. The little baby girl looked at the adults around her in confusion.

"Of course that's my Iyeas!"

The man next to him patted his chest proudly and said boldly.

"It's too early to say this now..."

"Huh?! I think Tazmi and Iyeas are both very good! Do you have any objections?"

"Do you have..."

Shayou's father obviously didn't like them talking about these things, but it was his wife who started the conversation, so he could only swallow his breath and hope to find his place again one night in the future.

"Haha, your relationship is still so good... As the village chief, I feel relieved!"

"After all, we all grew up under your eyes..."

"Yes, yes!" "The village chief used to be very strict!"

Looking at the children he raised single-handedly, the village chief said with a smile.

"How is the harvest this year..."

After hearing the village chief's inquiry, several people happily talked about this year's harvest and hunting situation, and expressed their intention to go out and sell them at a good price after spending this winter.

When we come back, we will help build a big house together!

In any case, this flag has been raised.

And our protagonist is sleeping very peacefully at the moment.

In this way, the legendary life named Tazmi began.

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Imperial Calendar - Spring, 1011.

The infant child, Tazmi, welcomed her two roommates.

"they are..."

Seeing the kind old man coaxing the crying child and hugging him to his side, the young man did not express any surprise.

After my own observation, I found that my parents are the backbone of this village.

It can be said to be a pillar of existence.

Listening to their descriptions, after a whole winter passed, the young man finally understood some things.

They also knew that they were going to sell the things they had stored over the year in the spring at a good price.