I subvert Hokage with Onmyoji

Chapter 198
After Yuan Youzhi signaled, he pushed the door open and walked in.

After these days of recovery, Zabuzhan's complexion looked much better, except that there was still a thick layer of gauze wrapped around his right wrist, which was no different from before.

He used to have bandages on his hands too...but don't pay attention to those details.

In addition, Zabuzhan was carrying a huge long and narrow box on his back, which was also wrapped in white bandages, maybe it was the bandages that were wrapped around his hands before.

"How is the beheading sword?" Yuan Youzhi temporarily put aside the thoughts in his heart, and asked about the beheading sword.

A few days ago, Buzhan and Yuan Youzhi went to Xiaolian Village together. Yuan Youzhi met Akasawa Hitomi in the village, and Zai Buzhan went to the slaughterhouse to try to repair the beheading sword. It was not until this time that he returned to the mountain.

Yuan Youzhi saw the long and narrow box behind Zabucho, his eyes lit up, and he smiled and said, "Fixed?"

Without closing the door, he strode to the table, untied the knot tied by the bandage on his chest with one hand, put the long and narrow box on the table, and Yuan Youzhi also approached from the window.

With his right hand hanging down again, he used his left hand to remove the bandages layer by layer, revealing the whole picture of the box.

Under the bandage was a long, pitch-black box. It seemed to be made of some kind of wood. The workmanship was not particularly good, but the corners had been polished to a very radiant and round shape. There were some complicated and colorful paintings on the box. The pattern with the meaning of killing, seems to have a knife light blooming in front of the eyes, stretching out the hand to stroke it carefully, the fingertips are slightly tingling.

After a little guessing, Yuan Youzhi knew that this box was probably the best thing that Xiaoliang Village could produce.

The only thing that can make Xiaoliang village take out such a box to put it in is the beheading sword that Momochi, the number one ninja under the command of Mr. Genyouzhi on Mount Xiaoliang, will never behead again!
Zai Buzhan entered the house and hasn't said a word yet, Yuan Youzhi is not in a hurry, it's just that Zai Buzhan has just recovered from the excitement of the beheading sword and can't find words for a while.

Unexpectedly, after Buzhao took off the bandage, he did not open the box in a hurry, but stretched out his injured right hand, pressed lightly on the box, his five fingers lightly slid across the pattern with determination on the box, and suddenly there was a smile in his eyes. Extremely complicated eyes, there is not only some sadness, but also reluctance and unwillingness in those eyes, but there is also a hidden deep expectation.

Yuan Youzhi finally felt that Zabuza in front of him was a bit strange...

Before Genyoushi could speak, he spoke first without cutting: "Tsunade... we shouldn't be able to find her in a short time, right?"

Yuan Youzhi was stunned for a moment, his eyes fell on Zai Buzhan's right hand that was pressing on the box, the five fingers were still slender, and it was still a good hand for holding a knife, but it was a little weak.

With the star rating and ability of Yuan Youzhi's current healing shikigami, it is impossible to heal the hand injury that will not be cut again. If he wants to heal his hand as soon as possible, the only way is to find Tsunade.

Yuan Youzhi stood up: "We're leaving now, I probably know where Tsunade is."

Calculating the time, it is almost the time in the original work when Naruto followed Jiraiya to find Tsunade and went back to the village to be the Fifth Hokage. Konoha Sannin is about to reunite, and Naruto will also learn his life-long lessons in this operation The second kind of ninjutsu - spiral pill.

So Yuan Youzhi probably knows Tsunade's location, and if he rushes over there immediately, there is a great chance of encountering him.

As for whether Tsunade is willing to make a move, Yuan Youzhi believes that he still has a way, even if he has to pay some price, it is not unacceptable, after all, the hand that will not be cut off is to some extent broken because of him.

Bai's body was still buried in the land of waves, and the resurrected shikigami hadn't been drawn yet. Yuan Youzhi felt a little sorry if he couldn't hold the sword again.

So although Akazawa Hitomi's reply letter has not been sent yet, Genyouzhi decided to go to Tsunade first.

Unexpectedly, Zabusha shook his head again.

"Even if you know Tsunade's location, not to mention whether she is willing to treat my injuries, it will take at least half a month." Zabuzhan looked up at Yuan Youzhi, "We don't have enough time , should be used in more critical places.”

"What do you want to say?" Yuan Youzhi asked.

Zabuzhan looked down at the wooden box on the table again, gently held his right wrist with his left hand, and said, "I know my injury, if it can't be completely healed, there is no hope of using the beheading sword normally."

The beheading sword is a broad sword, wider, larger, and heavier than the average samurai sword. It is indeed impossible to use it normally with an injured hand.

"so……"

A gleam of light flashed in Zai Buzhan's eyes, and he pressed the button suddenly, and the wooden box bounced open with a "bang".

As if a brook in the late autumn night appeared in front of his eyes, Yuan Youzhi's whole body tensed up, his eyes narrowed involuntarily, and the sharpness that could be clearly felt seemed to brush his throat, and the hairs stood up one by one.

The moonlight just climbed into the air outside the window, casting a cold radiance, which complemented the light of the knife in the box.Silver radiance rippled throughout the wooden house, mighty and mighty.

After a while, the light in the box dissipated, and Yuan Youzhi saw the knife in the box clearly.

"Ok?"

With just one glance, Yuan Youzhi was stunned.

There was indeed a knife in the box, but it wasn't a beheading knife.

And more than one.

It's three!
Three thin-bladed samurai swords were placed vertically in the box in the same direction, separated from each other by soft cloth pads, about an inch apart.

The same standard, the length is almost the same, judging from Yuan Youzhi's poor understanding of samurai swords, he can only distinguish the difference in the color of the handle and the carving pattern of the three swords.

"The big sword can't be swung anymore, so I want to make the beheading big sword similar to the ordinary samurai sword, at least there is still the possibility of being able to swing the sword." Zabuzhan stretched out his right hand and gently held the first sword in the box , said in a deep voice.

Yuan Youzhi looked at the three samurai swords in the box with a cold light, and then at his right hand, which was no longer cut, but did not speak.

Bu Zhan's eyes narrowed, and he exerted force with his right hand.

"Buzz!"

The long knife made a rapid beep, followed by the right hand that Zai Buchou raised from the box!
"Wow"

The light of the knife was sharp, and he waved the long knife again, and slashed at the wooden table between the two of them!

"when"

There was a heavy blunt sound, and even with the best sword skills, this knife failed to cut off the corner of the table!

On the contrary, the blade of the long knife only pierced into the corner of the table obliquely by an inch, and the incision became rough, which seemed to be caused by the unstable force of the knife holder.This is a problem that only beginners will have, no matter learning a knife or a sword, but now it has appeared on Zai Buzhan.

Yuan Youzhi looked solemnly at his right hand, who was no longer chopping.

"tick, tick"

The bright red blood seeped into the bandage, and slid down the palm and fingers to the ground drop by drop, and the whole hand trembled slightly.

No longer cut eyes but unusually calm, just looking at Yuan Youzhi, as if the right hand that is bleeding is just an insignificant bystander.

"I can't even hold a knife like this. Tell me, can I still use a knife?"

In the evening wind blowing, Zabu cut his face and asked expressionlessly.

　I didn't have many collections at first, but today it dropped...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)