Master Swordsmith[Comprehensive]

It's no secret in certain circles that the Akashi head family in Kyoto enshrines a kami, a real and extremely powerful kami.

Although the Akashi family didn't know about this, their worship of the gods was not so much worshiping the gods as they were following the ancient rituals left by their ancestors. Which god, I don't know what kind of achievements that god has left behind, just follow the ancestors' precepts like obeying the virtues left by the ancestors, humility, diligence and hard work, and offer sacrifices to the shrine every year to thank the gods. As for the degree of sincerity and the degree of perfunctory, it is a matter of the benevolent seeing the benevolent and the wise seeing wisdom.

After all, no child with spiritual power has ever been born in this family that can be traced back to the Heian period. Although they know that there is another side of the world that is unknown to outsiders because of their power, they almost never connect it with themselves. live together.

Akashi Seijuro is different.

Akashi Seijuro has been able to perceive the existence of certain things since he was a child. The world seems to be more transparent and wider in front of him. He can vaguely see some black shadows hovering, and he can also hear whispers in the corner, but he The power of the ghost is basically limited to this, vague shadows, faint voices, he thought that the so-called monsters and ghosts looked like this, until one day they were entangled by black shadows and fell into the pool.

It wasn't a very deep pool. He once jumped into it playfully, but that time the black shadow pressed him into the water and he couldn't breathe. He even thought that his life would end there.

In the trance of dying, he saw the light, an extremely warm and bright glow, and then he realized that it was a pair of eyes, with a beautiful golden color that he had never seen before.

The golden color is even more beautiful than the opal treasured in the mother's jewelry box, like the best sunlight in spring has been crushed and melted into those eyes, rippling with soft water waves.

The being who rescued him from the water was obviously not a human being. His pointed long ears were like an elf in a fairy tale, and there were powerful horns on his head, the kind with forked horns like deer antlers. He also saw cherry blossoms falling on the ground. On the fork of the horn, it seems to have a pink cherry blossom on the head.

He doesn't remember more things, he only remembers that he was wrapped in the warm feathers and placed on the corridor, and he only remembers that figure slowly stepped on the fallen cherry blossoms and disappeared under the tall torii gate of the shrine.

should……

It must be my lord.

He remembered the sacrificial rites he would read every New Year. There was a powerful god enshrined in the shrine, who would protect every Akashi tribe from evil and evil, and be safe and successful.

But Akashi Seijuro only saw God once, and no matter how many times he went to the shrine, he never responded. No matter what he said, no one believed it. Over time, this memory was deeply buried in his mind. In the depths, he has spiritual power but does not have the ability to become an onmyoji or exorcising demons. As time goes by, he will no longer be able to see those non-daily existences. Occasionally, when he thinks of his childhood memories, he will be in a daze and smile. Only when I was drowning, suffocated, delirious and had hallucinations, or when I just lost my mother was full of panic, would I imagine such a god to save myself from danger.

Having said that, he still retains the habit of going to his family's shrine to worship and pray from time to time, as if this can give him more peace of mind.

There is the sound of wind in my ears, and it has gradually entered the autumn season, and it is inevitable that it will be colder at night. Akashi Seijuro couldn't help but tugged on the warm haori on his body, and looked at the person standing in front of him. I just feel that everything in my memory is fresh again like yesterday.

The figure is not as tall as in memory, but it is just as reassuring. It is obvious that the cold wind is lingering around the body, and there is no trace of chill through it. Only the endless sense of security surges from the bottom of my heart. Akashi, who was precocious and eventually just a teenager, calmed down, and began to organize the members who had fled because of the critical situation to gather around him, and whispered to appease their broken worldview.

And he tried his best to ignore the increasingly dizzy and nauseating bloody smell in the air, as well as the continuous screaming and screaming.

"It's really amazing." The light blue-haired boy stood next to Yimulian at some point, carefully hiding himself behind Yimulian's wind shield, staring at Xiaohumaru and Xiaohumaru who were fighting with knives in the time-traveling army. Xiao Yezuo's text is different from the current kendo that is more inclined to performance than actual combat. What the Fusangshen practice is a genuine killing knife. The stinky blood splashes in the flickering cold light, which is full of frightening viciousness. But also sassy and majestic.

"Hey... Azhe..." The dark complexion of the indigo-haired boy looked almost green at this moment, and the tall man hiding behind Akashi seemed to be a vivid portrayal of the whole person's bad health, "They ...not... that..." The young man's thoughts were almost in a mess, he couldn't understand what he wanted to express at all, but the young Hei Zizhe who he called Ah Zhe accurately captured him as if he had some mind reading skills. The meaning in the words, tilted his head and said calmly: "Monsters and such do exist. If you don't find them, it means that Aomine-kun lacks observation."

His tone was flat as if he was discussing today's weather without any ups and downs, as if it was only natural to find that there were monsters in this world.

At this time, even Akashi Seijuro's expression collapsed for a moment, and he began to seriously think about whether he underestimated Kuroko Tetsuya too much.

Maybe there is spiritual power in Heizi's body. If you think about it this way, the unscientific sense of existence seems to be able to explain it.

Akashi was thinking about this kind of thing to himself, but Zong Jue had already shifted his attention from the battlefield to this side - there was really nothing to see on the other side, with Xiaohumaru, the full-fire Tianjin god Benling, going into battle, it was a one-sided crush Most of the time, the retrograde army was cleared up before seeing who the enemy was. Xiaoye Zuowen was robbed of his head and could only do the finishing work on the sidelines. At the same time, he deeply doubted that he might not be a fake dagger.

Otherwise, how could he not be able to outrun Xiaohuwan, that's a great sword!

"You can get a glimpse of the reality of this time just by observing..." Zong Jue squinted his eyes and leaned over to look at Heizi Tetsuya. The sense of existence belonging to this world in this young man was so thin that it was terrifying, although it was not enough to deceive him and Yimulian Such a divine perception, but if human beings do not search deliberately, they will definitely ignore the existence of this young man subconsciously, because the components of this world in his breath are far less than the components of "that world".

If he closed his eyes instead of looking and relied on perception, Zong Jue would probably mistake him for a newly born monster Fusangshen or ghost.

"Very, very interesting talent." Keen observation skills are very suitable for trial work, and a thin sense of presence can also be a cameo role for some prison guards in hell, plus the luck favored by the world, Zong Jue feels that he is better than Akashi Seijuro He was even more interested in this boy, "What's your name?"

Akashi Seijuro has a guard who has to wait until he dies before he can be recruited. The premise is still that Yimuren will not take him away to be a messenger or something to snatch people, but the boy in front of him is different, he can be like Ono Huang When I was alive, I was a part-time intern doing odd jobs to get familiar with the familiar atmosphere. After I died, I went through the trial process to register and then I was able to start working directly. Thinking about it, I think it is extremely cost-effective.

"Heizi... Heizi Tetsuya." The young man stared at Zong Jue with those clear eyes, and his emotional fluctuations were also very weak. Zong Jue suspected that his ancestors might have been married to some beings belonging to "that world", The bloodline is mixed with an aura that does not belong to this world, so it will show this peculiar characteristic.

"My lord." Yimulian interrupted Zong Jue who was about to open his mouth to recruit interns, "He's still a child."

A teenager's temperament is unstable, and his personality has not yet matured, so he has a lot of instability, but he is not at all suitable for working in the underworld where he needs to face the darkness of human nature and needs high resistance to pressure to survive.

Even he himself has to be well prepared every time he goes to the Underworld, especially when he goes to the hundreds of large and small hells. The blood pool in the Underworld is not soaked in tomato juice.

"That's not necessarily true." Zong Jue raised his hand and lightly tapped Hei Zizhe on the forehead, "I'm very optimistic about him."

Hei Zizhe also covered his forehead, looked at Zong Jue, and silently took three steps back.

Although I don't know what they are talking about, I always feel that it is not a good thing.

Akashi Seijuro quickly stuffed Kuroko Tetsuya behind Atsushi Murasakibara without saying a word, and stared at Zong Jue with faintly golden eyes in one eye, Zong Jue innocently spread his hands and said, "I just want to ask Ask him if he is interested in Yan Modian's work."

He is not going to let the children do torture and other work as soon as he comes up, that is, sorting out documents in the records department, and copying materials in the introduction department. If you want to go to hell to do front-line work, at least 300 How about a year from now? Don't make him look like Zhou Papi, a personal trafficker.

"Like Ono Huang?" Hei Zizhe stubbornly poked his head out from behind Atsushi Murasakihara and asked. A teenager who likes to read library books always has a little more desire to explore the world, especially since he has observed it a long time ago. Seeing the supernatural world that exists and suffers from no actual evidence, I believe that if he didn't love basketball so much, he might become a good detective or supernatural researcher.

"Xiao Yehuang is now the first assistant officer of King Qin Guang." Zong Jue said, "He did practice in Yan Modian for many years before his death."

In fact, Huang Quan, which has been in a state of shortage all year round, often hires talented living people for internships. The internship period is determined by their lifespan, and they will directly enter the job after they die. However, for various reasons, most people will choose to cancel after less than a week. I remember resigning and quitting, it took only a month or two for a little longer, and there were only a few people who could last for more than a year, and those who stayed in Huangquan after death, including Ono Huang, were only a handful.

——It must not be because Huang Quan's workload is too much, too much overtime, and his boss is too creepy.

Hei Zizhe was almost convinced by Zong Jue. Zong Jue even said that he could offer him a pretty good part-time salary, which was much more than working at McDonald's. Moreover, during the working hours, only the soul would work out of the body at night without affecting the normal rest of the body. , but he still said cautiously: "Please allow me to go back and think about it."

"No problem." Zong Jue took out a stack of business cards and gave him one, "If you are interested, call this number, and we will send someone to pick you up."

After distributing Heizi Tetsuya, he also smoothly distributed one to the other teenagers beside him, although he felt that these few people should not have much interest in Huang Quan, and even if they did go, they probably wouldn't last long.

Akashi looked at the business card in his hand and raised his eyebrows. Under Yimulian's gaze, he said obediently that his current goal is to lead the team to win the national championship. The heir at home is also very busy in training.

Well, the format is slightly different, but if he remembers correctly, the website address under the business card is the website address of that hell girl who is quite famous in the underground world.