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

What is a dream?

Dreams may be a mixture of memory fragments, or unconscious imaginations, or projections from other worlds.

All the fantasies, longings, and fears... will quietly become part of the dream.

Jinjian walked slowly across the grass, and came to the most eye-catching Manyyezakura tree.

When looking from a distance, you can see a large area of ​​pink all over the treetops, swaying with the wind, like a burning cloud.

In a trance, it is almost believed that those are blooming flowers.

However, after actually walking in, Imai discovered——

Those are not flowers, but countless pink letterheads hanging on the branches.

In the human world, it seems that there is often a custom of writing wishes on paper and hanging them on trees in order to convey prayers to the gods and hope for auspiciousness.

So, could this be a place like a temple or shrine...

If you think about it this way, Ishikirimaru seems to have the experience of being enshrined in a shrine, so it doesn't seem strange to dream of such a place.

Jin Jian raised his head and looked intently at the letter.

Then, vaguely, he saw clearly the contents of several letters——

[I hope that the first issue of Ni can come soon]

【I really want to see the first phase of Ni】

【Everyone, I will be waiting here for the first installment of Ni's】

【Phase [-], Ni, I miss you so much】

……

- Such a wish...

Jin Jian narrowed his eyes slightly, realizing that he seemed to be wrong.

"One installment...one installment..."

The name seemed familiar, he lowered his eyes and murmured softly, and then finally pulled out a person from his memory: "Is it a one-shot one?"

He vaguely remembered that when he was at the headquarters of the Shizhi government, he seemed to have met a sword Fusangshen soul called "Yiqi Yizhen".

In my impression, he seemed to be a gentle and elegant young man with a lot of younger brothers...

Alright, so now think about it again, where are there so many Sword Fusangshen gathered, wishing to wait for the arrival of "One Phase One Shock"?

——"The government of the time, the judge of the gods, Honmaru."

Jinjian spoke every word and every word, and his gentle voice could not hear the slightest emotional ups and downs, and he looked very calm.

If it is in reality, then he may feel unhappy.

But here, after all, it was just a dream, so he found it a bit interesting.

——Well, just let him take a look at what the so-called Honmaru looks like.

Thinking of this, Imai turned around and planned to go to Honmaru to have a look, but at this moment, his peripheral vision suddenly caught a touch of gold.

It was a golden letter paper, submerged in a lot of pink, which seemed out of place inside.

Jin Jianruo looked over with feeling, but before he could see the content clearly, he suddenly caught the sound of hurried footsteps approaching here.

Jin Jian followed the prestige, and what appeared in his field of vision was a group of Fu Sangshen who looked like children.

Most of this group of fusangshen, he has an impression——

The ones running in the front should be Rantoshiro, Maeda Toshiro, Wuhutai, Atsutoshiro, Ayuo Toshiro...

The one following behind to protect the younger brothers should be Yaken Toshiro.

Rando Shiro ran towards this side quickly, while carefully protecting the small basket in his hand, which was full of pink letterheads, exactly the same as those hanging on the tree.

"Okay, okay, this is the last batch!"

Rando Shiro looked happily at the blossoming Manyo Sakura, his eyes seemed to be shining: "After hanging these up, everyone's wishes in Honmaru will be gathered!"

Now, almost all of the articles on Wanye Sakura are written by Awataguchi, or other swordsmen, Fusangshen, for Awataguchi.

So at a glance, almost all of them are related to "one issue, one shock".

Everyone in Awataguchi was very grateful to everyone in Honmaru, so they specially asked Fusangshen from the other sword sects to write down their own wishes, which are what Ranto Shiro put in the basket now.

"Okay, let's get to work!"

"Redouble your efforts!"

"Don't let the general down!"

"Everyone's wish... please... must come true..."

As the dozen or so children spoke, they bent down and began to pick up the letterheads one by one, busily busy, looking full of energy.

Looking at the people in Awataguchi who were jumping up and down beside him, Imai finally confirmed one thing——

They can't see him.

Jinjian is standing a few meters away from everyone. With a sufficiently objective attitude, his sense of presence is definitely not weak.

But the strange thing is that the dozen or so Fu Sangshen didn't notice him at all. From the very beginning, it was as if he didn't exist at all.

Or rather, that's exactly what happened.Indeed, they could not see him.

Imaken tentatively stretched out his hand towards them, and then, it should be said that it was unexpected or reasonable——

The second his hand touched everyone, it turned into a phantom and passed through directly.

And the dagger he tried to touch didn't seem to notice it at all.

"It's a little troublesome."

Now, Jinjian finally realized the difference between dreams and reality.

If it is in reality, it is impossible for Jinjian to be ignored anyway.

But this is a dreamland, a dreamland belonging to Ishikirimaru.

The owner of the dream has absolute control over the dream.

and so--

If Ishikirimaru here thinks that this sword does not exist in this dream.

Then, the state of Jinjian will really "do not exist" as it is now.

And if this continues, then his dreaming will be meaningless.

Jin Jian frowned slightly, thinking that to solve this problem, he should find Shiqie first...

"Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Also, can it still be like this? That--Hakata will spend endless time on the small sentence!"

"Beautiful clothes that I want to wear endlessly!"

Awataguchi, who were busy at the side, discussed cheerfully and enthusiastically about the contents of the letter that they occasionally glimpsed.

The five tigers retreated in a hurry, grabbed back the letter paper that was taken away by the little tiger, and then inadvertently looked at the words on it and read: "Uh... want... a full account?"

Wu Hutui widened his eyes slightly: "Could it be that this is the wish of the main hall?"

"It should be."

Ranto Shiro tilted his head, counted silently and said: "I remember, our Honmaru is only one period away from the Quandao account, and... um..."

"Sankazuki Zongjin and Xiaohumaru."

Yao Yan looked at his younger brother who was thinking hard, and smiled kindly: "It's all the swords of the Santiao family."

"That's right, and the two strikes from the Santiao family..."

Ranto Shiro nodded, and then puffed his cheeks a little unwillingly: "The main hall always talks about them... Really, Luan is cute too."

Yao Yan helplessly rubbed his younger brother's head, and was about to say something, but suddenly heard a familiar voice approaching from a distance——

"Everyone in Awataguchi!"

The little tengu, who was stepping on high wooden clogs, jumped over nimbly, and his waving hands showed his extremely excited mood at the moment.

Little Tengu yelled at the crowd under Wanye Sakura: "One strike, one shock... one strike, one strike has been forged by the main hall!"

Everyone in Awataguchi froze for a moment, as if they didn't know how to react.

In other words, they are simply not sure whether what they hear is true.If it was just a joke, then they would not be able to bear the loss afterwards.

And at this moment, another figure appeared behind Xiao Tiangou.

——It was the much slower Ishikirimaru.

The tall Odachi walked over with steady steps.

He looked into the eyes of everyone in Awataguchi, with sincere congratulations: "The main hall asked me to inform you—His Highness, Yizhen, is waiting for you in the main hall right now."

Awataguchi: "!!!"

It's time to get together...

"Great, Yi Qi Ni is really here!"

"Everyone, hurry up and see Yiqi Ni!"

"First installment!!!"

A group of children cheered and ran towards the main house. Their overjoyed appearance seemed to warm up the originally cold air.

There are energetic voices everywhere, and every figure running away contains ecstasy and longing——

Ahh, finally... Finally we meet again...

Our——brother...

"so good……"

Little Tengu watched everyone in Awataguchi leave, and at some point, he lost his usual lively face, and his originally bright scarlet pupils gradually became darker: "It's really enviable to be able to meet someone you care about. ..."

Ishikirimaru on the side was silent for a moment, and then said: "I will see you. We have already waited for Yanrong some time ago, so Sankayue and Xiaohumaru must also..."

"I'm not talking about them."

Xiao Tiangou suddenly turned his head, his eyes were deep: "You know very well, I'm not talking about them."

Be it Yanrong, Sankaiyue, or Xiaohuwan, although they are indeed precious and rare, at least they all have the possibility of being forged.

and so--

"I said, it's that person..."

The short sword with silver hair and scarlet pupils raised his head stubbornly.He looked up at the letter paper fluttering in the trees above his head, and his voice was choked with stagnant sobs.

"this……"

Ishikimaru opened his mouth, as if he wanted to comfort the dagger in front of him.

However, when he was about to call out the other party's name, he found that it was too difficult to call out the name, so he had to stop talking.

——Ah, this name... the same name as that person...

Ishikimaru's silence made Xiao Tengu turn his head and look over.

The little child looked at each other without blinking, and asked persistently: "Ishikirimaru, do you think we can see him again?"

"..."

The tall Fu Sangshen was silent and did not answer.

Such an attitude, but for some reason angered Dian Dao, and the little child suddenly exploded: "You think it's impossible for us to meet, right?!"

"I……"

"I knew... After all, you wrote such a letter."

The little tengu stretched out his hand, and there was a piece of golden paper quietly lying in the palm.

In the ghost state, Jin Jian looked intently, and found that it seemed to be the one he noticed at first.

"May you be safe--all members of Santiao."

Little Tengu read it word by word, and already guessed what the other party was thinking——

Because I know that meeting is an extravagant wish, because I have tacitly agreed that meeting is impossible... So, when you make a wish, don't you dare to ask for it...

Little Tengu lowered his head, and said in a muffled voice: "I, I have never seen that person... I thought that if I joined Shizheng, I might be able to meet him... But..."

The little child raised his head, obviously he didn't shed tears, but he seemed to be crying: "But why do you all act as if you will never see each other again...Obviously, it's such an exciting thing... "

Before Ishikirimaru had time to be surprised when Xiaotengu took off the letterhead, he saw that the other party seemed to be crying in a blink of an eye.

Fu Sangshen, who had always been steady and composed, showed a bewildered expression for the first time.

Little Tengu has never met the real person.

So, Ishikirimaru doesn't know how to explain to this younger brother, that person... if it is that person, it is absolutely impossible to join Shizheng, the waiting in Honmaru is just hopeless...

——No, maybe it was because he vaguely guessed this point that this child could no longer suppress the uneasiness he had been feeling for a long time, and took the incident of Awataguchi's family as an opportunity to explode completely.

Little Tengu didn't wait for Ishikimaru to explain.

At the next moment, the little child stuffed the things in his hand into Ishikirimaru, then turned around and ran away without a trace.

Shiqiemaru raised his hand, but he didn't stop the other party after all: "...Maybe, Yanrong will have a way to comfort him."

Guessing that the other party would most likely go looking for a naginata, Ishikirimaru sighed slightly, then lowered his head, and found that besides the letter he wrote, there was actually another letter——

"I have someone I want to see no matter what, his name is Jin Jian..."

After reading the words on the letter paper, Ishikimaru smiled wryly: "You are really a persistent little guy."

Even so, Ishikirimaru went to the bottom of Manyo Sakura, and solemnly hung up the letter.

Afterwards, Ishikirimaru straightened up, looking at the huge Manyozakura tree and the gorgeous blooming "flowers" on the tree——

This is a dreamscape made of countless prayers.

The tall Fu Sangshen slightly squinted his eyes, stood in the breeze, and whispered softly: "Brother... At this time, if it were you, what would you do..."

"What would I do?"

Next to Fu Sangshen, Jin Jian, who could not be seen, stood side by side with him.

Fu Sangshen with silver hair and golden eyes turned his head sideways, looked at Ishikirimaru beside him, and said lightly: "First of all, let me evaluate—as a brother, you are too bad, and you need education."

Almost at the moment when these words fell, Ishikimaru, who was still in a state of melancholy, suddenly trembled all over.

"This, this feeling?!"

Ishikirimaru looked around suspiciously——

There is nothing wrong with that moment just now... He seems to have returned to the moment when he made a mistake when he was a child and was caught by his brother...

This feeling of shivering uncontrollably, even reflexively wanting to sit down...

"...Brother, elder brother?!"

For a moment, Ishikimaru didn't know what expression he should make—crying and happy, yearning and worrying, looking forward to something, and running away from something.

"Oh? It seems that you can't feel it at all."

Seeing Ishikirimaru's reaction, Imaime narrowed his eyes slightly.

On the other side, after desperately searching for a long time, Ishikimaru, who couldn't even find half of his elder brother's hair, finally lowered his head slowly, and said with difficulty: "Really, what the hell am I thinking..."

"Put away that stupid look for me."

Looking at the dejected stupid younger brother in front of him, Imai raised his own body unhappily, and then smashed it on the opponent's foot neatly.

Of course, they didn't hit each other.In other words, it was precisely because he knew that he would not be able to hit it that he acted unceremoniously.

Ishikirimaru: "...Why do I feel a little pain in my feet... Is it an illusion?"

Hearing this, Jin Jian silently raised his body again, thinking about whether to do it in a 360-degree all-round way without any dead ends - to beat the opponent violently.

However, at the last second when he was about to attack, Fu Sangshen stopped.

He looked at Shiqiemaru with a blank face, his thin lips moved slightly, and a faint sigh sounded in the air.

Afterwards, Fu Sangshen with silver hair and golden eyes approached slightly, and met his eyes very close to Ishikirimaru.

With his golden eyes tightly locked on his ignorant younger brother, Fu Sangshen said word by word: "Just this once, listen to me carefully——Your waiting is not hopeless, I am here, within your reach And the place..."

"So, hurry up and bring it to my attention, my brother."

—Yes, that's right, they are brothers.

——There is no blood relationship, but there is a bond that is better than blood relationship.Spanning thousands of years, it is irresistible, and the years go by, unchanged from ancient times.

……

Do so-called miracles really exist?

At least for this moment, Ishikimaru believed it.

Because, he saw a pair of shining golden eyes.

At that moment-

Time and space freeze, everything stops.

Fragments of sunlight penetrated from the branches of the Myriad Leaves Sakura and hit the man's long silver hair. Thus, there was the most beautiful silver color in the world, which was as bright as glass and as bright as a river of stars.

"...Brother, Big Brother?!!!"

——Is this reality, or a dream?

Ishikimaru didn't know.

The only thing he knew was that at this moment, all the paleness and desolation were dyed into a breathtaking gold, and all were engraved with an unforgettable sharp edge.

——So, thrilling.

Jin Jian found that his almost transparent body had become solid at this moment.

The dream is the most realistic reflection of the owner's will.

From this point of view, although Ishikirimaru is rationally aware that it is impossible to meet each other, in fact... he has already begun to waver.

However, probably because Ishikirimaru's current state is extremely chaotic, he has almost begun to doubt himself if he is dreaming...

Of course he is.

In short, Jin Jian's body, which had just solidified for a second, soon began to move closer to Ah Piao's form.

Ishikimaru looked at this scene, his eyes slowly became silent, with natural desperation: "As expected, is it just my hallucination..."

Jin Jian: "..."

Ishikirimaru's own will is too erratic, and the fierce conflict between reason and sensibility cannot give Imaiken a stable form of existence.

Therefore, he had to find a way to reasonably intervene in this dream by himself.

For example, as this Honmaru's new knife.

"I'll give you 1 minute to let your judges forge me out. Otherwise—"

At the last second of returning to nothingness, Imaken raised the body in his hand expressionlessly, and then smashed it heavily to the ground.

"——the shape is such a pit."

"Bangdang-"

After a loud noise, a terrible and distorted pothole appeared on the originally flat ground.

At the same time, the silver-haired Fu Sangshen completely disappeared from his field of vision.

Ishikirimaru looked at the empty front, then looked down at the hole that was smashed out, then he looked at the front, and at the ground...

After repeating this several times, Fu Sangshen suddenly turned around and ran towards Honmaru——

"Really, really brother!"

"The main hall, open the furnace, my lord brother, forge the knife, I..."

Running and shouting incoherently all the way, Ishikirimaru rushed into the front hall of Honmaru.

Because Yizheng just arrived in the first phase, the god judges and most of Fusangshen are basically gathered here to welcome this new companion.

As for Ishikirimaru who broke in suddenly, almost everyone cast a surprised look, after all, they had never seen each other so recklessly.

The originally warm atmosphere suddenly quieted down.

"What happened, Ishikirimaru?"

The judge asked doubtfully and worriedly.

"Well, it can't be that the retrograde army invaded Honmaru, right?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga raised the corners of his lips teasingly, his erect figure was like a crane with its wings outstretched.

"Tsurumaru Kuninaga!"

As a close attendant, Hasebe frowned, apparently very dissatisfied with the other party's dangerous remarks.

Bai He, who was warned, spread his hands rashly, and his voice was clear and clear: "It's just a joke, don't be so serious, Hasebe. Life still needs some scares, right the main hall?"

The judge helplessly watched the daily quarrel between his valet and Jingjiwan, and then turned his gaze to Ishikirimaru again.

However, before the interrogator could open his mouth to ask, Shiqiewan, who finally smoothed out his tongue, quickly knelt down on one knee.

With an unprecedented solemn attitude, this tall and tall Taidao pleaded sincerely: "Master, please forge my brother!"

"...?"

The judge was slightly confused for a moment.

After she assumed the post of God Judge, she did some homework on swords.So she naturally knew that Ishikirimaru was already the oldest sword among the installed swords of the Three Swords School, so... where did he get an elder brother?

The judge showed a somewhat tangled expression, and was trying to find out if the other party had made a mistake.

However, at this moment, three people rushed out of a large group of fusangshen next to them——

The originally lively little Tengu stopped jumping around, the usually cheerful Yan Rong stopped smiling, and Tsurumaru, who had always been troublesome, suddenly settled down.

The three Fusangshen came out, but they didn't speak, just stood stiffly and silently.

And in this seemingly peaceful few seconds, they clearly passed through the turmoil that only they knew, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a stormy sea.

After a while, Tsurumaru Kuninaga spoke, his voice was hoarse and incomprehensible to everyone: "Is it that person you are talking about?"

Ishikirimaru: "Yes."

"..."

Another few seconds of silence.

Then—

Tsurumaru Kuninaga, Iwarong, Kotengu, Ishikirimaru all looked at the examiner.

The judge, with a bewildered expression, doesn't know what to do: ... To be honest, I'm just getting started.