Master Swordsmith[Comprehensive]

The Nuragumi house in Tokyo welcomed several guests today.

The first general of the Nuliang group, Nuliang Huapiao, beat his shoulders as soon as he entered the door, and said that he was too old to carry the boat and car, and went back to his room to rest on crutches, leaving the second generation of general Nuliang Li to accompany the guests Introduce to the subordinates in the mansion.

At this time, the Nuliang group was at its strongest. As a general, Nura Koban commanded the monsters in the entire Kanto region. Since the Edo period, it has been the largest monster organization in Eastern Japan. When stepping on the gate, it seems like Walking into another grotesque world from the ordinary world, even if you just look at it from a distance, you will feel that there is an indescribable coldness in this room.

So it’s not surprising that people around would secretly say that the Nuliang Mansion is a haunted place—in fact, it’s not wrong.

"The general is back!" Shouwu, who was sweeping the fallen leaves at the door, yelled, and the originally quiet mansion suddenly became lively, and all kinds of monsters appeared from nowhere and swarmed Nuliang Liban Beside, twitter and twitter are too lively.

Nuliang carp said with a smile: "Today we have guests, tonight—" He draws a long tail, and the monsters have already cheered and continued.

"Banquet!" The monsters yelled loudly, and they crowded around the three of Zong Jue and chattered all kinds of welcome words, and some little monsters blushed and turned into a lot of petals, which seemed to It's raining flowers.

Nuliang carp partner shook his head and kept quiet for a long time. At this time, the over-enthusiastic monsters rushed to prepare the banquet, their brows and eyes were stretched, but they looked bright and clear.

"this way please."

Although the people living in it are all noisy guys, the Nura mansion is very elegantly built. The traditional wooden buildings are in a classical and solemn layout style. The wind chimes, flowers and plants in the courtyard are scattered, faintly responding to the changes in the scenery throughout the year.

"My mother arranged these with her own hands." Nuliang Liban's tone was not without pride, as he introduced the scenery of his home with great interest like a child bringing a friend home.

His mother, Ying Ji, was of noble birth and good taste, and the house he furnished was naturally elegant and very emotional, but the life of human beings is too short, and the time of monsters is too long. In fact, after Ying Ji passed away, this house After several repairs, no matter how hard I tried to maintain it, it was different from the original appearance.

There are crows and tengu guarding the roof, and the bull ghosts you meet in the corridor look serious. The one who pushes the door and serves tea is the charming Mao Chang prostitute. Then the lights are brightly lit at night, and the little monsters light up lanterns and candles with beautiful patterns. , the fine wine reflects the moonlight and dyes the candlelight like amber, making people drunk before drinking, with blushing cheeks and unconsciousness.

The fine wine is like water, the delicacies are delicious, and the nuliang carp partner half-pulls Zong Jue on the main seat, half-smiling and half-closed his eyes to fill up the wine cup and hand it over, even though he didn't take a sip of wine, there seemed to be something faint in his eyes. With a little bit of drunkenness.

On the other side, Xiao Humaru was also pulled by the monsters of the Nuliang Group, hooking his shoulders and back, chattering, and before anyone could react, he had already drank several glasses of wine.

Yaken Toshiro obediently took the juice—Zong Jue forced it to him.

Looking at the scene of gathering people to drink alcohol, Zong Jue almost reflexively recalled the laws and regulations of hell on alcohol, from sentencing conditions to punishment measures, and then the face of the ghost lamp appeared in his mind, instantly It made him feel that the wine in his hand had no taste.

"What?" Nuliang Liban asked, he didn't know whether it was the candlelight or the drunkenness, his cheeks were slightly red, the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and the eyebrows and eyes that were carelessly laughing and cursing in the daytime faded away. There was a bit of gloom in the room - but it was only for a short moment, and then he smiled the same as usual.

"I'm thinking, this is probably giving up your life to accompany a gentleman." Zong Jue smiled, raised his head and drank the fine wine in the wine cup, thinking that if the ghost lamp sees the current situation, he will die in the next few hundred years. Probably not a good day.

"Sometimes you have to learn to enjoy the moment, otherwise many things may disappear before you have time to grab them." Nuliang Liban filled himself with wine, and then filled Zong Jue, "It's like wine, if you don't drink it quickly If you drop it, you will be snatched up by those drunkards."

He blinked, lowered his voice and continued: "Or, if I don't try to get drunk now, I will be dragged by the bull ghost to deal with the backlog of documents tomorrow."

Zong Jue chuckled and touched the wine cup to him, "Why don't you go home without getting drunk tonight?"

His eyebrows and eyes were solemn and sharp, but when he drank a lot of wine, the end of his eyes would smudge extremely bright red, like peach blossoms in full bloom mixed with the blade of a knife, showing an indescribable beauty.

It was only at this time that it was possible to see how much he was a fox.

Nuliang Liban smiled softly, "Then you don't have to get drunk too quickly."

"Don't worry." Zong Jue narrowed his eyes and looked at Xiao Huwan, who was already dizzy and somewhat delirious from the other side, slowly shaking the wine cup, "It doesn't matter who gets drunk first."

Compared with Xiaohumaru, who can't drink after a few drinks, Yaken Toshiro, who obediently drank juice and was involved in the battle, performed far beyond expectations. Xiao Dandao even got rid of the situation of being chased and poured He stepped on the table and started to fight back with the wine jar in his hand, his eyes flickered with coldness, as if he was preparing for the banquet as if it were a battlefield.

He was so short that some monsters couldn't even reach the waist. When he straightened his waist and picked up the wine jar and squinted his eyes, an indescribably terrible oppressive feeling mixed with a strong smell of blood suddenly hit him, as if standing in front of him. Still turned into the green-faced and fang-toothed Shura evil spirit, he grinned grimly and clenching his fists to eat someone, the gust of wind behind him made him shiver subconsciously, and he was half sober from the wine.

Hmm... did they pick the wrong guy?

Zong Jue shook his head and sighed as he saw his little dagger fighting against ten, like the reincarnation of the Great Demon King, but he didn't stop him when he saw his eyes shining brightly. It seemed that the gloom just now was just an illusion.

"Aren't you going to help?" Zong Jue asked.

"They have never been merciful to me before." Nuliang Liban smiled, "And if you go there casually, you may be besieged."

So Zong Jue and Nuliang Liban looked at each other, Zong Jue picked up the little fox pill lying limply on the table, and Nuliang Liban carried another jug ​​of wine, and quietly left the banquet in a tacit understanding.

With such excitement, there will probably be rumors that Nura Mansion is haunted tomorrow.

Going around the corridor and walking around the courtyard, everything seemed to quiet down quietly. The rustling insects in the grass were crisp and clear, and the crow and tengu stood on guard on the roof. They were probably one of the very few monsters in the Nuliang Mansion who did not participate in the banquet. up.

"I'll send him back first," Zong Jue said.

Nuliang Liban nodded, and lazily muttered that he would see you later.

In the hall at this time, the monsters who were dizzy by Yaken Toshiro were hiccupping, just like those elderly people, they began to ramble about the past.

Satisfied, Xiao Dian Dao quickly recorded the information, and then ruthlessly left the drunks in the hall.

Information at hand√

The night was dark, but Nuliang Liban was not tired, he sat down by the corridor with the wine jar, and heaved a long sigh.

All kinds of thoughts that I have tried to calm down in the years, seem to be surging and become more exhausting when they are urged by the wine and the moonlight is cold.

Under the moonlight, the blade of Miyakiraru, which was put aside, gradually became misty, and it condensed into a small shape very similar to Nura Kobi.

The little guy lay obediently on Nuliang Lipan's lap, looked up at him with those black eyes that were clean as if there was no blemish, and his temple hair fell softly on his cheeks, making him look like a The slippery ghost, who was born with a bit of evil spirit, is like a docile and cute little rabbit, which makes people feel affectionate when they see it.

"If..." Nuliang Liban touched the little guy's head in a daze, "If I have a child with her..."

Probably, it's probably going to be like this...

The little guy rubbed his palm affectionately, slowly climbed onto his lap, raised his head and smiled.

That face was extremely similar to his, but for some reason, the more I looked at it, the more it carried the shadow of an old friend.

Scenes that I thought I could not remember clearly from the past, but when I think of it now, it is still as fresh as yesterday.

Zong Jue casually touched Xiaohuwan who was curled up next to him and fell asleep peacefully, took off the coat tightly held by Xiaohuwan, got up and opened the door, and walked towards the corridor.

Nuliang Liban was leaning against the pillar of the cloister and teasing the little guy sitting on his lap with downcast eyes, the moonlight shrouded him hazyly, as if there was a layer of radiance shrouded in his sleeves.

"The moonlight is beautiful tonight." Zong Jue took a sip from the wine jug on the corridor, raised his hand and the moonlight was like water winding in his palm and falling from his fingers.

"The cherry blossoms are blooming." Nuliang Koban turned his head to the side, watching the cherry blossom trees by the pool shed countless petals, "When the moonlight is good, the cherry blossoms are always in full bloom."

The petals of the cherry blossoms were scattered by the wind, and the little guy sitting on his lap was covered in a certain cherry blossom petal, and he rubbed Nura Kobi's clothes aggrievedly.

"The Yamabuki flowers at this time..." Nuliang Liban sighed, "It should also be blooming very well..."

He half-closed his eyes, didn't know how much he had drunk, and was faintly drunk. He pointed to the open space in front of the courtyard and said, "In the past, there were many mountain flowers planted there."

The flowers will bloom at the same time as the new leaves, and the branches and leaves will be luxuriant, with a long flowering period of four to five months.

"Mountain blowing flowers..." Zong Jue lightly brushed the hazy moonlight with his fingertips, and everything in front of him was like a disturbed water surface. Small five-petal flowers, with layers of red and white staggered and clinging to the branches, are tender and luxuriant, luxuriant and radiant.

Although most of the time he prefers to solve problems simply and rudely, but the talent of illusion as a barbarian is also on his list of skills.

"like this?"

The flowers are blooming heavily, like a dream that makes people unwilling to wake up.

Nuliang Liban asked softly in a daze: "You said... how far is the world from the underworld?"

Zong Jue laughed.

"In this case, how about going to see for yourself?"

His voice was like a devil's whisper, with an irresistible magic.

"Maybe you will see the person you miss."

The author has something to say:

Zong Jue: I feel like a human trafficker [touch chin]

[Yakuken Toshiro's battle diary: Although it is a short sword, but the alcohol capacity is also very good :)]

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