Be Low-key in a Supernatural World

【Bow: Nine】

[Technique: ...]

【talent:……】

【Extreme meaning: impermanence in all directions】

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After opening his eyes, without even thinking about it, he went back into the woods again.

Returning to the open space where he had fought before, he drew out the long sword that was about to break again, with a certain mind, he let out a low drink.

"Extremely good!"

In an instant, the immediate environment changed.

Sure enough, he returned to the previous ancient battlefield.

But it's obviously different from before.

He breathed freely, his body was light, and he didn't have the uncomfortable feeling of being suppressed and suffocated before. On the contrary, he felt like a fish in water, his blood seemed to be faintly boiling, and his speed and strength had improved a lot.

"Boom! Boo! Boo!" He swiped his sword to connect points, this kind of carefree and silky feeling is really different from the outside, and it has really become much stronger!

Furutegawa Shinmi was completely shocked, it really is a unique move!

Immeasurable longevity blessing, immeasurable longevity blessing... I am stronger!

A few minutes later, the "Ancient Battlefield" dissipated inch by inch, and Kamito Furudekawa sat down on the ground, and laughed foolishly.

Chapter 8Leaving Home

In the evening, Furutegawa Kamimi went to the special department in Ina City, and met the big sister with a big heart.

"About the announcement in the afternoon, is there any new news now?"

In fact, he was almost 80% sure that the monster he encountered in the afternoon was the one that the special department was going to investigate.

The reason why I came here to ask now is that I was more concerned about the blood on the corner of the monster's mouth and the broken knife at the beginning.

Maybe there are a lot of people who came to ask, the big sister with a big heart didn't go through the information, and said very gently: "There is no special information at present, but someone found a half-eaten wild boar with gnaws on it. Eating traces."

"Wild boar?" Furutegawa Kamimi asked about the approximate location again, almost knowing the location.

It seemed that he was the first to encounter the monster.

He looked slightly relaxed, thanked him, looked at his elder sister, and wanted to sit for a while longer, but he didn't know what to talk about, so he got up and left.

When she was about to leave, this big sister also took one less look.

Maybe see you in a few years, the eldest sister will no longer be the eldest sister, but the mother of someone else's child.

That is to say, he is still too young, he has not yet reached the age of Mu Shaoai, and the shyness in his heart does not allow him to do anything bold.

Otherwise, go straight to it.

After all, not every girl has such a broad mind.

Unfortunately, no if, no way.

After returning home and having dinner, Furutegawa Shinmi stood in front of the window, looking at the gloomy mountains in the distance, with a melancholy expression on his face.

The sword is broken, and he can't get out tonight.

Although there is still a sword on the shelf, it is just a soft sword used for practicing kung fu, it has no edge, and it will shatter when touched.

It is conceivable that the big and small monsters who came out to wander in the mountains tonight would be very disappointed if they didn't meet him.

He shook his head, turned around to meditate, picked up his phone and looked through it, planning to order one for himself.

He asked Uncle Jian to buy that sword for him, because it was the golden time for cultivation and he couldn't wait.

The object of the installment repayment is actually Uncle Jian.

Otherwise, who could repay a child in installments?It's the one that comes back once a year.

But it's different now, he's grown up and has saved a little money.

Although it was originally to lay the groundwork for life in Tokyo.

However, things are impermanent.

Life can be a bit bitter, but a swordsman cannot live without a sword.

A swordsman without a sword is like a bird without a bird's wings, or Wukong's golden cudgel.

What is emotion, what is the soul.

He looked at the introductions of the shops that provided the service line by line, but the string of bright red numbers on it was longer than the string, which made him grit his teeth.

Is it too expensive?

There have always been fewer swordsmen, and it is not without reason!If you don't have any wealth, you really can't even afford a sword!

Even if you grit your teeth and buy it, you probably have to cherish it like a baby in normal times, so how can you be willing to use it against the enemy?What about sword training?

Maybe the sword was not used for actual combat at all in the past, it was a luxury item used to show status and worth just like watches and sports cars now.

"There seems to be a good shop in Tokyo. Why don't you just go and have a look when the time comes. People are on the scene, so it's easy to communicate... After all, a sword can't be made in three or five days. I still have one on hand. Normally I have practiced enough, and I should also pack my luggage and prepare for departure..."

He murmured, turned off the phone, and temporarily forgot about his troubles and the long string of numbers.

In the next few days, Gude Chuan Shenjian really only stayed at home, did not leave the gate, and only practiced boxing and sword skills in the backyard.

Occasionally chatting with Xiao Qianzao who came to play at home, she is still on vacation and bored.

This little girl is very interesting, she always has endless things to say in her spare time, making the time pass without being dry at all.

While he was practicing Kung Fu, she would just stay by herself, holding a cup of hot tea and sipping senbei.

Although occasionally a little willful, but very clear sense of proportion, strangely sensible.

If only he had a child in the future, he would be as smart and sensible as Xiao Chihaya.

While staying at home, he has been paying attention to the movements of the special operations department.

From time to time, I go around and sit and drink coffee with the big sister who sees each other.

Sure enough, the special department had been wandering in the mountains for many days, but couldn't find the monster, it disappeared like a mud cow into the sea.

For such a long time, I have never seen anyone.

……

The peaceful little days are just like this day by day, especially in this kind of countryside where there is no rhythm of life, it is really like running water, if you don't pay attention, it will flow from under your nose.

In a blink of an eye, it was time for him to leave for Tokyo.

In front of Okaya Station, Furutekawa Shinmi was carrying a sword bag and a schoolbag, as well as large and small bags in his hands.

There are some clothes that I brought with me, bento and fruits to eat on the road, and greetings for my acquaintances over there.

Although most of the luggage had been mailed there a few days earlier.

"Over there, you must eat well, sleep well, and don't wrong yourself. If you are bullied by someone, call back and let your second uncle Jian go over. Don't look at his stupid appearance. He was also a famous man when he was young. bad..."

Aunt Qiuye has been thinking about it all the time, and all she talks about is worrying about wandering thousands of miles.

Furutekawa remembered every word in his heart, and wanted to smile to make Auntie Akiba less worried, but for some reason, he couldn't.

He calmly said: "Don't worry, as long as you speak the truth, no one will bully me."

He has experience in this matter-the dogs in the village used to be a group of bullies, in groups, barking at anyone they caught.

But after he tried to make some sense, he stopped barking, and would politely tuck his tail when seeing him, and would rather fall into the ditch than let him go first, quite obedient and sensible.

"You child..." Aunt Qiuye gave him a dissatisfied look: "How can a person who is willing to be reasonable bully others casually? A guy who can bully is unreasonable!"

Furutekawa thought about it for a while, and it was true.

He hesitated and said: "It's okay, if I meet someone who is unreasonable, I will beat him first, until he is willing to reason with me."

First pull you to my familiar field, and then use my rich experience to defeat you.

It may be a slightly inappropriate description, but it is not bad, and it has one meaning.

"Well, this can be regarded as a solution." Aunt Qiuye reluctantly accepted.

Seeing that the couple's words were getting more and more unreasonable, Second Uncle Jian who was standing next to him finally couldn't stand it anymore, he coughed: "The car is about to leave, let me talk to Xiao Jian."

From the busy work in the morning until now, he just didn't say a word.

Auntie Qiuye glanced at the time, and was worried that the car would be delayed, so she couldn't help complaining: "Why didn't you tell me earlier? I didn't remember until the car was about to leave!"

Furutekawa saw it for real, Second Uncle Ken's face twitched.

He held back for a long time, probably because he was concerned about time, so he swallowed the grievance forcefully, looked at Furutegawa Shinmi, and spoke a little faster: "Study hard! Don't be bad! Don't be lazy! You are a man! "

Furutekawa nodded vigorously when his eyes were firm.

I am sworn to death with gambling and drugs!

Uncle Jian's expression softened. After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and pushed Xiao Qianzao who was following him forward.

Kotegawa Kamimi looked down and smiled: "See you on holiday, Chihaya, I will bring a gift later."

Xiaoqianzao lowered her head, exposed the little hands she had been carrying all along, handed him a small gift box with both hands, and said in a low voice: "Xiao Jian, don't forget me, you must come back during the holidays, otherwise I'm afraid I'll forget you."

Guate Chuan Shenjian bent over to take it, thought for a while, took off the bad sword on his back, and handed it to her: "Okay, then we don't have to worry about who will forget who."

The sword and scabbard were sealed, and Xiao Qianzao couldn't pull it out with his strength, and there was no need to worry that she would cut herself.

"Ah?" Xiao Qianzao was caught off guard and hurriedly pushed away.

This sword has always been inseparable from Xiao Jian, and she has to protect him in Tokyo, she can't want it.

Furutegawa Shinmi pointed to another sword bag and said, "I still have one."

A reminder that the train was about to enter the station sounded from the horn behind him. He turned his head and glanced at him. He waved to Uncle Jian, Auntie Akiba and Xiaoqianhaya, picked up his luggage and turned to enter the station.

At the gate of the station where people come and go, Uncle Jian puts his sleeves on his sleeves and raises his head slightly. There is finally a trace of melancholy on his face engraved with the traces of time.