[Comprehensive] After wearing this sword, I found that my height was wrong

On the streets of Kyoto, it is rare to lose the prosperity of the past.

It's like a hurricane has just passed through here.

Occasionally, a few people hurried past, their clogs clattering on the messy ground, surrounded by gravel and sawdust.

A group of onmyojis in hunting clothes were gathering at the intersection.While manipulating their shikigami to clean up the scene, they rearranged the barrier here.

"...This is the last place."

An onmyoji raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead, then looked up at the scene that was comparable to the aftermath of the disaster, and couldn't help sighing: "As expected of a legendary monster, the destruction is quite thorough."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was silent.

It was not until a long time later that someone said: "In short, let's speed up the restoration of the barrier in the near future, otherwise His Majesty the Emperor will not be able to explain it."

Everyone nodded at once, then dispersed and started their work again.

Not far away, Santiao Zongjin happened to see this group of onmyojis from Yinyang Liao.

Although he couldn't hear their conversation clearly, Sanjo Sokami could still feel the heavy and oppressive atmosphere.

"Master Seimei."

Santiao Zongjin frowned at first, then turned his head, and apologized to the Onmyoji standing beside him: "I have caused you trouble."

The reason why Ootengu broke into Kyoto alone, although Sanjo Sokami is not sure, but he can vaguely guess.

After all, Jin Jian has not returned all night.

This is the first time since Jinjian was born that he did not return all night without saying hello.

"Master Santiao doesn't have to be like this, it's not your fault."

Regarding the swordsmith's words, Onmyoji tapped the bat fan in his hand indifferently.

Afterwards, from the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of the swordsmith hesitant to speak again, and the onmyoji bent his lips as expected: "Master Santiao, are you still worried about the sword?"

"Since Master Seimei has already found out, I'll just say it straight."

Sanjo Zong approached and said: "When I just found out that Jinjian was missing yesterday, Master Qingming once told me that after today's opportunity, Jinjian will come back."

Thinking of what he heard after he went to seek help from Onmyoji yesterday, Santiao Zongjin said eagerly: "I wonder if this big tengu is the opportunity? If so, why hasn't Jinjian come back?"

For Sanjo Zongjin, Imamu Sword is not just the pinnacle masterpiece.

From the moment he realized that the other party had thoughts and emotions, and from the moment he was called "Father" by the other party, Sanjo Munechi really raised Imken as his own son.

He taught Fu Sangshen the principles of human relations, so that Fu Sangshen gradually blended into this era from the initial indifference and dissociation.

Like a real father, he felt unparalleled relief and comfort.

So now, in the face of Jinjian's not leaving (telling) home (not leaving), Sanjo Zongjin who lost his cub said——

Dad is so sad!

Beg to come home and see your empty-nesters!

"About this..."

Abe Seimei didn't know if he saw what Sanjo Munekin was thinking, and suddenly laughed lightly.

Afterwards, Onmyoji did not answer the swordsmith's question directly, but said meaningfully: "Speaking of it——"

"Master Santiao hasn't forged knives for a long time?"

Santiaozong was stunned when he heard the words: "This...it is true."

Ever since he forged the Odachi named Imaken, he met Ibaraki Doji, and was pestered for a long time by the nobles who wanted to borrow the sword from all sides. There is no effort in tone.

"It's not good to let the knife furnace be covered with dust - I made a calculation yesterday, and I calculated that today is a good time to open the furnace for forging knives."

- Calculated yesterday?yesterday...

Santiao Zongjin seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes lit up immediately: "Since Master Seimei said so, then I will go to start a fire now."

Thus, the knife forging room of Santiao House, which had been idle for nearly a month, finally welcomed its owner again today.

……

The four vibrations of the sword lowered the center of gravity, and the cold tip of the sword locked on the big monster not far away, sharp and cold.

But amidst the tense urgency, there was one person who broke away from the main force and was extremely silent——

I saw that small dagger was resolutely shrunk in its scabbard, like a turtle curled up in its shell, unwilling to move even if it was life or death.

"...Xiao Jinjian?"

Yan Rong, who was used to taking care of the other party, immediately withdrew his strength and held back the naginata that was about to be swung out. Then he took the main body and strode over.

And at this moment, the big tengu changed his previous silence.

He lowered his eyes inexplicably, and set his sights on the dagger, and then suddenly said: "'Xiaojinjian'...is that your name?"

The dagger, which was trying to reduce its sense of existence, seemed to tremble, but soon returned to its lifeless appearance, without any movement.

However, none of the people present were ordinary people, and the trembling of the dagger was naturally seen by everyone.

Yan Rong frowned tightly, turned his tall body sideways, and blocked the big monster's eyes tightly.

The slightly serious appearance of Naginata is still very intimidating.

However, Ootengu raised his eyes coldly, and then stared at the tall naginata for a moment, as if he had seen the dagger through the opponent: "I was asking a question, why didn't you answer."

The big monster's words couldn't hear the ups and downs, but there was an inexplicable sense of oppression that made people breathless.

Seeing this, Ishikimaru at the side immediately lost his usual good temper, pursed his lips solemnly and said, "You scared him."

Daitengu didn't seem to hear Ishikimaru's warning, and still stared at that place indifferently, as if waiting for the other party's answer.

Seeing this, Yan Rong, who has always been straightforward, couldn't help but get angry.

The tall and tall Fu Sangshen leaned on the ground with his naginata, his fiery murderous intent was undisguised.

"You guy..."

Yan Rong's words happened to start at the beginning, but were interrupted by accident.

The one who interrupted him was none other than that dagger that Zhen had always been as quiet as a chicken——

With a flash of light, the child-like Fu Sangshen appeared in front of everyone.

He seemed a little nervous, he didn't show his usual bluff, instead he lowered his head and stirred the hem of his clothes, buzzing in a very low voice: "I, my name, Jinjian... Well, don't look at me as a short knife , in fact, I am very powerful!"

In the end, the little dagger couldn't help raising his voice slightly, as if eager to prove something.

After saying this, he stopped Huatou's dagger and lowered his head again.

It's just that, occasionally, he would raise his head in a way that he thought was concealed, and glance at the big monster cautiously, his crimson eyes filled with vague and fragile anticipation.

The big monster who was watched carefully by the dagger looked indifferent, even cold: "Changed the name."

He slowly opened his lips, and there was an unmoved coldness in his deep voice: "I won't allow it."

The name is the mantra, which often involves cause and effect.

Therefore, in order to avoid unnecessary troubles in the future, Datengu decisively asked the other party to change his name.

But having said that, this vibrating dagger...

Ootengu narrowed his eyes, revealing the confusion and trance that he couldn't hide for a moment when he first saw the other party——

From the very beginning, I felt that subtle and vague sense of familiarity...

what on earth is it?

However, before the big monster could figure out why, he was suddenly brought back to his senses by a choked sob.

I saw that the child looked like Fu Sangshen, but he didn't know when tears started to form.

Those crimson eyes are like rubies soaked in water at this moment, sparkling, translucent and moving.

"Wow-"

The dagger clapped his hands over his eyes, wiped his tears, and shouted angrily: "Big Tengu, you big idiot, you are the slowest in the world, you deserve to be alone...I hate you the most!"

"……What did you say."

After being stunned for a moment, Datengu narrowed his eyes suddenly, with a dangerous expression: "It's just Fusangshen..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw that Zhen Dian Dao suddenly put down his hand, and then made a face at him with his weeping eyes.

Then, before the wrath of the big monster descended, the dagger immediately let go, and quickly hid behind a certain fusangshen with his high maneuver value——

"Jin Jian, someone bullied me!"

Facing the dagger that came rushing like a sugar-coated cannonball, the silver-haired and golden-eyed Fu Sangshen did not dodge it, but calmly caught it.

"stir up trouble."

Fu Sangshen spoke indifferently, but he didn't know who he was talking about.

The dagger gripped the hem of Fu Sangshen's clothes tightly, as if seeking comfort, he rubbed against the other side, then lowered his head and said sullenly, "It's too much to ask me to change my name..."

Big Tengu frowned, and looked at his half body: "Today's sword..."

"His name was given by his father, there is no need to change it."

Fu Sangshen spoke lightly and interrupted the other party.

Although I don't know the specific reason, but Santiao Zong has his own considerations recently.

It's not just Jinjian who thinks so, Fu Sangshen of the other Santiao family also thinks so all the time——

This vibrating short sword is the latest sword born in the entire Santiao family.

At that time, everyone had been scattered into the hands of different warrior nobles for their own reasons.

After all, they are essentially swords, and they must be used after all.Compared with the famous swords in the dust and shelving, fighting on the battlefield is their final destination.

Therefore, even the birth of "Xiao Jinjian" was heard by the Santiao Group walking in their respective "history" by chance from others.

They have always known that they have such a younger brother, but the real contact with the dagger actually started from the government of time.

However, due to Dagger's very special name and his lively and lovely personality, the process of accepting him is not difficult, and getting along with him is also very pleasant.

Everyone has no objection to the name of the short knife.

The big tengu looked at his half body, and after a long while, he stretched his wings as if in compromise, without the sharpness that was just about to strike.

But at this moment, no one noticed that the dagger shrunk behind the Tai Tai suddenly trembled weakly and restrained——

Ahh...after all, I can't bear it anymore...

These two people... when these two people appear at the same time... the power and emotion that almost burnt the soul...

The clear pupils turned bright red like blood in an instant, and a pair of wings faintly spread out from the child's back. It was pitch black, as if soaked in a bottomless abyss.

——Hey, it’s not surprising!

The awakening of power made this little child laugh happily.

because--

He's a little dog!