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

Following the extensive destruction of the Imperial Palace, Heian-kyo was bustling for a while.The popularity of related topics skyrocketed, and became the focus of discussion among nobles and commoners after dinner.

Many aristocrats wanted to pay a visit to the Sanjo sect and take a look at it with their swords.However, all of them were rejected by Sanjo Sokami.

Although Sanjo Zongjin's attitude is firm, it seems that the nobles are more interested and more obsessed with Nazhen's legendary sword.

This really gave this knifesmith who didn't like to socialize a headache for quite a while.

But thankfully, this situation did not last long.

Because, this Heian-kyo, where ghosts are prowling, soon ushered in a new topic——

"One wave of ups and downs and another wave of ups and downs."

An uninvited great onmyoji sighed while sipping his host's tea, "Hey, Mr. Santiao should be more careful when going out these days—Kyoto is not peaceful right now."

"What Lord Seimei said was about the monster that has been rumored recently."

Since the incident in the imperial palace last time, Sanjo Sokami and Abe Seimei have become acquainted with each other thoroughly.

So once in a while, this onmyoji would come over for a cup of tea, and the two of them had become good friends.

As for the monster mentioned above, Sanjo Zongjin has indeed heard of it——

"It is said that they will wander the streets at night, and then attack the passers-by they see, causing a lot of panic several times... But I heard that just a few days ago, Yin Yang Liao seems to have started to deal with this matter... "

Having said that, Sanjo Zongjin frowned hesitantly, feeling something was wrong in his heart.

After all, as usual, if Yinyangliao really takes over, there is no reason why there is no news at all until now.

Then the next moment, he saw Abe Qingming waved his hand and sighed: "To be honest, Yinyangliao missed this time."

Santiao Zongjin gave a light surprise when he heard the words, and said in surprise: "Even Master Qingming, you can't do anything about it?"

"Well... I haven't seen that monster at that time, and the other party has already run away."

As if thinking of something interesting, Abe Seimei suddenly raised his eyebrows: "Obviously I was trapped by a large group of onmyojis, but I escaped neatly under the eyes of everyone, and I couldn't even find the slightest clue."

The Onmyoji spread out his bat fan and smiled meaningfully: "This may not be a powerful monster, but it must be tough enough... No, whether the other party is a monster or not is hard to say right now."

Seeing Abe Seimei's own thinking, Sanjo Zongjin felt a little better: "Since this is the case, then Master Seimei's visit this time is probably not just for tea."

As Abe Seimei said, if Yinyangliao is helpless for the time being, then he should be busy now, and he should not appear here anyway, unless——

"Today, I really want to ask Master Santiao for help."

When it comes to business, Abe Seimei has a slightly solemn expression: "Although it is only my personal inference at present, but in fact... I suspect that the protagonist of this incident is very likely to be Fu Sangshen."

Santiao Zongjin: "...Fu Sangshen?!"

"Well. And—"

Abe Seimei said word by word: "It's still the sword that pays the gods."

The moment Sanjo Zongjin heard these words, he raised his head and looked up——

Being in the house, of course, you can't see anything.But he knew that Jinjian was on the roof outside.

Sanjo Zongjin didn't doubt Imaki when he did this. To be precise, he suspected that no one could doubt his masterpiece.

He is just purely worried now, because this is the first time Jinjian has really come into contact with his fellow clan.

It was also at this time that Sanjo Sokami gradually realized——

Imaken, the sword Fusangshen, is too lonely in the eternal world alone...

On the other side, the originally lonely silver-haired Fu Sangshen suddenly opened his half-closed eyes and looked sideways at his feet.

Naturally, the mere roof couldn't block Fu Sangshen's hearing which was far beyond ordinary people, he could hear everything in the house.

Admittedly, the first goblin wasn't enough to make him look sideways, but now...

Fu Sangshen was silent for a second, then conveniently jumped off the roof and walked into the house.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, Jin Jian."

Regarding Fu Sangshen's arrival, Abe Seimei didn't seem to have many surprises.

Jin Jian didn't waste any time, and cut straight to the point: "How much do you know about Fu Sangshen?"

"Hey...do you really care because you are from the same race?"

Abe Seimei seems to think the same as Sanjo Sokami.After all, no matter how lonely you are, you will feel lonely occasionally.

But is this really the case—

Naturally not.

Jinjian glanced at Onmyoji expressionlessly——

As a weapon that has been "guarding the empty boudoir alone" for an unknown number of years in other worlds, loneliness is no longer torture for him, but a state.

As long as he wants, he can wait peacefully until the end of time in any place that is silent, colorless and lightless.

No resentment, no burnout.

What's more, Abe Seimei and Sanjo Munechi didn't know that Imai had seen other Token Fusangshin before this.

That's right, the guy named California Qingguang.

And the reason why he will be moved this time is precisely because of the previously mentioned "escape without leaving a trace", combined with the current identity of the sword Fusangshen——

Even if the opponent is not California Qingguang, it is likely to belong to the same organization as California Qingguang.

The most important thing is that what the other party is carrying is definitely the space shuttle device that has not escaped!

Jin Jian is very clear about what he wants, so naturally, he will not let this rare prey go.

Although Abe Seimei didn't know the reason, he was not stingy with this information.

So at the moment, the Onmyoji held up three fingers and said: "There are three specific points about the sword Fusangshen."

"One is that the other party is hunting for spiritual power. Those who were attacked by him seem to be ordinary and casual, but in fact they all contain more or less spiritual power in their bodies, and they were all taken away by the other party in the end."

"Secondly, the people who were attacked at the beginning were all just knocked out. Apart from losing their spiritual power, they suffered no other injuries. However, recently, some people have been seriously injured by sharp weapons. This probably means that the other party is It's getting out of control."

"As for the last point, it is also the reason why I came here this time..."

Abe Seimei looked at Sanjo Sokami: "Because the other party is always surrounded by an ominous black mist, no one has ever seen his appearance clearly. But about his weapon——"

"Even if it was just a glimpse, everyone who saw it said that it was a very beautiful sword."

"In other words, it will never be an unknown sword. On the contrary, it is very likely that it is a famous sword handed down from history."

After Abe Seimei finished speaking, he nodded sincerely and said: "Although I have the intention to find out the origin of the other party, I don't know much about Touken and others. Therefore, I hope to get the help of Master Sanjo."

With the help of the most prestigious swordsmith in Heian-kyo, things would be much easier.

Faced with such a request, Santiao Zongjin would not refuse.

Therefore, the two of them stopped delaying and immediately set off for the Yinyang Liao.

As for Jin Jian, he stayed in the mansion and watched the two of them leave.

Of course, he is not without work.He's just waiting-

Waiting for the night to come.

……

——The recent night in Kyoto is not peaceful.

This is something everyone knows.

Therefore, after the sun sets, people return home early and close their doors.Even the bustling streets during the day have become empty and deserted.

But even so, there will still be some people who are forced to make a living and have to run around until dark, and then rush home through the night.

——Like this young man who is running on the street.

Since most of the emperor's imperial residence was destroyed not long ago, many craftsmen were specially summoned to repair it, and the young man was one of them.

The amount of work this time is huge, and the emperor requested that the work be completed as soon as possible, so it is inevitable to work overtime, without any delay.

So forced to do something helpless, the young man has been busy until now, before he was able to find time to go home.

There are almost no people on the deserted street now.

In this extraordinarily quiet space, only the sound of his own footsteps reverberated, which was very clear, and the young man was terrified when he heard it.

He looked up at the dark sky, and thought of the recent rumors in Kyoto, he couldn't help but curse secretly, and then he walked faster and faster.

However, what to be afraid of——

At this moment, a chilly aura suddenly struck behind him.

The young man was like a frozen lake in winter, the coldness that instantly froze his soul almost made him drown and suffocate.

He trembled all over, and then stopped abruptly.

The youth's footsteps stopped, and the whole space became silent.

But soon, a new voice sounded here——

Someone is approaching him.

The moment he realized this, the young man was so frightened that he couldn't bear it, and his reason was on the verge of collapse, he widened his bloodshot eyes, shouted and looked behind him!

——That is an existence that does not know how to describe it.

In other words, the other party was surrounded by an ominous black air, and it was impossible to see the specific appearance inside.

Just when the young man was struggling to escape, but desperately found that his legs were already limp and weak due to fear, he heard an unusual sound again.

It was a sound that was not unfamiliar to him, he had heard it several times in the body of the samurai——

It belongs to the sound of a sword being unsheathed.

The young man stared wide-eyed, and then saw a bright silver knife light passing by, and then, a hand broke out from the black mist, revealing in front of him.

That is definitely not a human hand.

The white bone spurs were like tarsal maggots, covering most of the back of the hand.For a moment it looks like a blooming flower, and for a moment it looks like a snake's fangs.

In that hand was the Ichikin-tachi sword.

Even though the light here is dim, the young man can still see the crescent-shaped pattern on the blade, as if it is smudged with layers of moonlight, which is indescribably elegant.

——This is undoubtedly a very beautiful knife, but because of this moment, it looks extraordinarily terrifying.

"Spiritual power..."

A voice came from the black mist, low and hoarse, as if sighing: "You are, the last..."