Master Swordsmith[Comprehensive]

It's a good time to destroy and rebuild the crematorium.

The monsters in the Nuliang Mansion fought heartily with the time-traveling army. During the battle, they did not consider any issues related to reconstruction. After the battle, they saw that the mansion was riddled with holes and completely uninhabitable except for a few houses. One or two are dumbfounded.

They also lost the best opportunity to escape in such a dazed effort, and were forced to stay by Nuliang Koipan as coolies to repair the house.

Although Zong Jue, the culprit to a certain extent, said that he could help contact the government of the time to take charge of the repair work, and ensure that the building will be exactly the same as the original and the scars on the building will be perfectly restored, but Nuliang Liban said that he just gave it to his subordinates. The guys who had been idle for too long found something to do, and arranged for Nu Liang's house in Tokyo's other courtyard to let Zong Jue and the others settle down.

The Nura main house is not far from ordinary residential areas. It does look a bit dilapidated from the outside and has not been well repaired, but to be honest, the Nura group has been passed down for many years and is currently the largest monster group in Eastern Japan. It’s impossible to be short of money—strictly speaking, more than [-]% of the land gods in Tokyo are under the protection of the Nuragumi. In the sense of monsters, the Nuragumi is the biggest landowner in Tokyo. right.

Therefore, the style of the Nuragumi's Betsuin and the main family is located in the so-called "rich area" in the traditional sense. The strict and classical Japanese-style buildings reveal a sense of incompatibility with the world from the bottom of their bones. The courtyard is elegant and elegant designed by famous artists. Luxurious but lifeless, it is very in line with the world's usual understanding of the gloomy and depressing impression of so-called monsters.

"Sometimes it's necessary to support the scene." Nuliang Carp, who led the way, shrugged. The main function of this house is to meet with some cooperation partners who are known on the scene and have beneficial contacts, but it is not convenient to bring them to Nuliang's home. Under normal circumstances, it may take him more than ten years to come here for the last time, so the whole house is extremely lifeless, and from the perspective of monsters, this elegant and solemn architectural style in the eyes of humans is actually not very comfortable to live in. , Compared with them, they still prefer the simple and old Nura family.

Well, living in this kind of rich area is also one of the important reasons why people can't recklessly make noise and party all night.

After tidying up briefly, Nuliang Liban left and went back to supervise his subordinates to repair the house. After Jinjian sent Nuliang Liban away, he sat on the side of the corridor and planned to take a rest. However, he just sat down and felt sleepy. In the blink of an eye, he fell straight on the corridor and fell into a deep sleep.

Or it should be said that he was so exhausted that he passed out directly.

His current state is almost entirely supported by spiritual power. Even though he didn't feel tired, in fact, the battle still caused him a far heavier burden than normal swords. If Zong Jue's spiritual power was not enough to withstand him With such a waste of money, he probably couldn't bear it and fell down in the middle of the battle.

"The consumption of spiritual power is too much, and you may have a fever at night." Zong Jue had already foreseen the current situation, and bent down to hug Jinjian, "You guys also go to rest, I will just watch over here."

Jinjian's current spiritual power fluctuations are extremely chaotic, fluctuating from high to low. When it is high, it is almost approaching the critical line of collapse, but when it is low, it is so weak that it is close to disappearing. The spiritual power forms a violent whirlwind around him. Yaoken doesn't feel anything yet, but Xiaohuwan can clearly feel the spiritual power in the air trembling uncomfortably, the scale of the whirlwind is not large, but the concentration is very high, and now almost the spiritual power of the entire Tokyo is covered by this little The whirlwind of the wind drove it away from the original trajectory.

Fortunately, the wind has not reached the most violent time.

Even the whirlwind of spiritual power follows the laws of nature. No matter how harsh the wind is, the area around Jinjian, who is the eye of the typhoon, is very calm. His body showed a strange paleness, obviously extremely strong and flexible muscle lines, but it showed a grayish-white color like a dead person, and there was invisible spiritual power agitating under the skin, as if there were some insects and snakes buried under the skin The same, it will bite through the skin and shoot out at any time.

Things were a little better than he expected.

The main body of Jinjian hummed as if it was about to break. The scabbard had turned into spiritual power and dissipated in the air. The bright blade reflected the fine light of spiritual power in the air, casting stars on the wall. of light spots.

Zong Jue held the blade, and the gushing blood mixed with spiritual power showed a viscous but very fluid texture. Blood is a very good conductor of spiritual power when there is a large amount of urgent need, especially for the body. As for the sword of the murder weapon.

Zong Jue controlled his own blood to swim on the blade, weaving little by little into strange and strange patterns. The magnificent red color quickly turned into dry dark brown when it touched the blade, as if everything in it The vitality of the knife is devoured, and the drying speed is astonishing, so the blood needs to be infiltrated over and over again to extend forward a little bit. The lines on the blade are like blood vessels intertwined and spread, densely packed like spider webs. Correspondingly, intertwined dark lines also appeared on Jinjian's body, winding and spreading from the limbs to the heart. They were not superficial colors, but melted into the skin, as if they were born like this. .

With the spread of the lines, the fluctuating spiritual power finally gradually leveled off, and barely found an average range between extremely high and extremely low. Although it was still fluctuating unsteadily, it had been successfully downgraded from a tsunami to a river tide. The whirlwind gradually dissipated in the air.

Zong Jue unhurriedly guided the blood to end at the tip of the knife. The massive blood loss made him a little dizzy. No matter how much spiritual power he had, it would take time for new blood to replenish. He put the main body of the current sword aside. Then he closed his eyes and quietly waited for this uncomfortable time to pass.

In the second half of the night, Jinjian really started to have a fever, his body was so hot that it seemed to be on fire, but his mind recovered.

"I..." Jin Jian sat up, looked sideways at Zong Jue, his eyes were as clear as water, "I remembered the matter of Mr. Yijing."

Those vague pasts clearly came to mind at a certain moment.

"But..." A faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "I really like you."

Zong Jue said, "I'm no match for Yi Jinggong."

"It's not the same... Do you know what it means to be broken for a sword?" Jinjian asked, and then continued without waiting for Zong Jue's answer, "Being broken is no different from death, pain, despair, and forever of darkness."

"Imaken, as a big sword, has actually died long ago."

At the moment of being broken, everything about him was wiped out, he couldn't even describe the feeling of that moment, for him, that short moment was as long as eternity, he was left forever at the moment of breaking, and with his What is the relationship between the dagger and the present sword cast from the broken blade of the old man?

Looking at those memories, he has no sense of substitution, just like even if he admits that Yoshitsune is not as weak as he imagined, but he still can't give birth to the attachment and loyalty that "Imaken" should have.

"I've already died." Jin Jian didn't know why he was able to state this fact with a smile, "What you see is nothing but an undead constructed by spiritual power."

He is not "Today's Sword", but an undead who has long been buried in the past.

Most people don't even remember that there was once a Shindai Taidao also called Imaiken.

"Even so..." Jin Jian supported his body and changed his posture, knelt and wobbled in front of Zong Jue, "I also want to follow you."

Zong Jue sighed, "It will be very hard."

"Willingly." Jin Jian bowed down deeply, "With all sincerity and fear."

die without regret.

"Okay, let's have a good rest." Zong Jue stretched out his hand to help him up. In fact, Imken, who had no strength, obediently relaxed his tense body, and put the weight of his whole body on Zong Jue's arm.

"Master..." Xiaohumaru, who pushed the door and entered, froze in half, and was shocked by the poor posture of Zong Jue and his reddish-faced brother Imai, who was half-dressed and half-dressed in the room, and his brain went blank for a while. After a few seconds, he spit out the second half of the word like he was stuck, "... hall..."

The sound insulation effect of the room is not good, so in fact, he almost heard the conversation between Zong Jue and Jin Jian just now, and he pushed the door in after making sure that he would not disturb anything. He was really not mentally prepared.

"Is something wrong?" Zong Jue didn't have any awareness of how bad his and Jinjian's current posture was. He simply and rudely stuffed Jinjian into the quilt, then turned his head and asked, with an upright expression without the slightest hint of guilt.

Xiaohuwan shook his head to stop himself from thinking too much, and answered, "I'm a little worried, so let's see if I can help." He pointed to his nose, "I smell your blood. "

"A little bit of blood... It's just in time for you to come." Zong Jue rubbed his eyebrows and said, "I'm going to rest for a while, help me take care of him."

The massive blood loss just now has not passed, and he is dizzy to death now, it is better not to be brave for the time being, and to sleep honestly.

"Yaoyan has already made the bed for you." Xiaohuwan pointed to the location of the tidy room, paused, and said, "Anyway, thank you very much."

For him, the original meaning represented by "Jianjian" is always the tall and indestructible giant that would hold him when he was young and fly to the cherry blossom tree of the Anma Mountain Temple to overlook the entire foothills. too knife.

But probably he is the only one who still remembers Jinjian like this.

Zong Jue nodded, yawned, swayed back to the room and lay down, and let Yaken Toshiro rush up and down irresponsibly to take off his coat and cover him with a quilt, lazily rubbed on the pillow and fell asleep in a daze .

The small dagger is really a treasure of the world.

He thought so before falling asleep.

Go back and buy two boxes of candy from Yaoyan.

Zong Jue, who was thinking this way, didn't know that he still hadn't finished the first box of candies he gave Xiaodaodao.

A good night's dream.

Until the next day, I was awakened by the sudden weight on my chest.

When he opened his eyes, the white-haired and red-eyed Dagger Imaken stared at him viciously with puffed cheeks, and said loudly, "I won't admit it!"

"Absolutely! Absolutely! I won't admit it!"

Even if he said that he liked the man in front of him more, he would never admit it.

Imaiken's favorite should be Yoshitsune!

"Hey, don't disturb the rest of the main hall." Otachi Imaken frowned and lifted the naughty little tengu to his shoulders to resist, and slapped him on the buttocks, "It's too rude."

The dagger and the sword fluttered against his legs, and finally opened his mouth angrily, and bit down——

so hard QAQ

The author has something to say:

Dian Dao Jin Jian: I have a sentence...you must say QAQ

Da Tai Dao Jin Jian: Don't mess around

[Yakuken Fujishiro's battle diary: Honmaru has a new member again, as a senior, I have to work harder! 】