Genji Heavy

Higakiri didn't know what conclusion Shizheng reached after she disappeared through investigation and research.

But after listening to Xiaowu's candid narration this time, I have a similar guess.

Sudden disappearance that is not in history... No matter how he thinks about it, Higakiri cannot rule out the existence of the time retrograde army.

And when she went back to the past like this, after thinking about it for a while, Hichiki didn't think that the time-traveling army already had such a large amount of energy, otherwise the battle to defend history would be even more severe.As far as she guessed, it was probably the self-help behavior of the will of the world that she would be pulled over like this.

It is true that the sword itself has no influence in human history, but it also has a name and a surname, so it cannot be said that it has no sense of existence at all.

Moreover, many of their knives are now responsible for maintaining history. On another level, the importance has increased a lot.

Under such circumstances, Taidao's "Higakiri" must not disappear.

Perhaps it was for this reason that the future self was pulled over to temporarily fill the vacancy at the end of the Heian period.

——I just don’t know how much time the retrograde army secretly promoted.

Mustache doesn't think they have the ability to pull her directly, but such a side effect, the time retrograde army is completely possible.

The only good news that is certain for now is that...

Hidekiri raised his hand and looked at the sun.It was still the same as before, without any change, without becoming transparent, and without showing any ominous signs.

"Xiao Wu, since I am still alive and well, the 'me' at this time should be safe for the time being."

"After all, I'm from a future point in time."

In fact, Xiao Wu himself can make a rough guess.

Although Higakiri wore more simple kimonos when he was at the shrine, it is actually a bit weird from the perspective of the end of the Heian period.

Xiaowu had never seen such a style popular before, so he guessed from the very beginning that this mustache-cut hall came from the future.

With such a premise, it can be deduced backwards that the mustache temple at this point in time should still be safe.

But even if he could guess it, it would make him feel more at ease if he said it himself.

"Then, for the rest of the time, I'll leave it to Hikariden."

As Xiao Wu said, he got down and bowed to Mustache very formally.

"I will definitely try my best to find the 'Higakiri Temple' and get everything back on track."

Mustache didn’t stop Xiaowu’s movement, and stared at him quietly for a moment before he said, “You took everything on yourself, are you trying to pull me out? Oh, ah… because he’s getting older, Xiaowu doesn’t Trust my abilities."

Xiao Wu, who was immersed in emotions, heard the sound of mustache coming from above his head, and suddenly raised his head in panic, his face was at a loss, he didn't know how to comfort mustache who seemed to be really sad.

For Xiaowu, the Higakiri he has seen since he was born is the blade of the head of the Genji family, although he is a female sword Fusangshin, but everyone does not believe in it, and it is very majestic.

He really couldn't imagine that after hundreds of years, the mustache who had lived for a thousand years would change his temper.

At this moment, Xiaowu really fell into a panic that he had never experienced before, and he was dumbfounded with his hands half-raised, intending to do something, but from his mouth to his limbs, he couldn't control anything.

Mustache was a little surprised by Xiaowu's strong reaction.

Oh yeah.

This kid turned out to be so innocent.

It may be that many years have passed since this era. As a thousand-year-old old man, Higakiri has not been able to accurately judge Xiaowu's situation.

So it's a little bit over the top.

"Xiaowu," Mustache called helplessly.

Xiao Wu raised his head, and was stunned to see that Mustache had quickly returned to normal, and he didn't realize what happened for a while.

"Higakiri-den?"

Mustache said, "I mean, I will also try my best within my ability, you don't have to take everything over."

"But this matter was originally me..." Xiao Wu wanted to refute.

He was stopped by mustache gently raising his hand.

Mustache said, "This matter is not anyone's fault. After being involved, no one can stay out of it. Do you understand?"

Xiao Wu was silent for a moment, then suddenly realized something, raised his head abruptly, and looked at Mustache with wide eyes.

Originally because of these things, Xiao Wu's aura kept falling heavily, causing him to be constantly dragged down in his heart.But at this moment, Hidekiri surrounded him with a soft word, and immediately lifted up all the things that were down.

He stared fixedly at Mustache, his eyes shone with tiny rays of sunlight, dotted with two pieces of golden sea, his whole person looked much brighter.

Hikiriden means...

Does he already have the qualifications to cooperate with her in handling affairs?

Now Xiaowu's heart not only does not sink, but even begins to float upwards.

A series of mental journeys were shown on his face, and clearly fell into the eyes of Mustache.

Mustache waited patiently for Xiao Wu to calm himself down, then retracted his meaningful gaze, reached out and stroked the top of his hair twice.

"Good boy."

Even though Higakiri's hand left quickly, the soft and warm touch seemed to remain at the tip of Xiao Wu's hair.

Xiao Wu's face turned red.

The cat was well groomed and almost immediately wanted to spread out its soft, downy belly for more petting.

His fingertips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to do something, but Xiao Wu quickly took it back and shrank it into his sleeve.

He stood up, and after saluting, he quickly buried his flushed face and went out with his head down.

The shoji door behind Xiaowu was closed, and the huge Japanese room became quiet again.

After sitting silently for a while, Mustache turned to look at the alcove on the side of the house.There's a knife holder there.

She pressed her hem, got up and walked over, and placed her body where "Higakiri" should have existed.

Since her appearance is the self-help of the world's will, then she will naturally take the initiative to fill the vacancy, which is also convenient for the future situation.

The body was straightened up, and Hidekiri drew his fingertips from the handle to the end.She doesn't need to draw a knife to measure, she knows the length of the body very well.

Two feet seven inches.

The other position originally belonged to Knee Maru.But the one placed here now is Xiaowu.

Mustache stared at Xiaowu's body for a while, then reached out to grab the handle of the knife and pulled it out.

The cold light that came out pierced through the dim indoor light that was not fully favored by the sun, but was also imprinted on the face of Hikakiri, making those golden eyes suddenly look extremely dazzling.

Her eyes moved, then moved away slightly, and the hand holding the knife also moved down.

Afterwards, Mustache turned around and walked a few steps towards the window, facing the sky, from the handle to the tip of the knife, and carefully looked at Xiaowu's body.When she turned to the tip of the knife, her eyes suddenly moved slightly.

Two feet seven inches... two cents.

After pondering for a moment, Hidekiri turned his wrist, and the light refracted on the blade, printing a streak of light.

Then she put "Xiao Wu" back into the scabbard.

——In this case, it is probably clear.

It seems that at this time, she does not have the new name "Friends Cut".

"Hmm..." Mustache sighed in distress, propped his chin with one hand, and stared at the alcove with his eyes open, but there was no focus in his eyes, he was just staring blankly at the front.

"It's a bit troublesome, this one."

The sound was very soft, it only floated in the air for a moment, and then dissipated in the empty room, no one heard it except Hikakiri.

In the entire Genji mansion, no one knew what happened to their important treasures, and everything was going on in an orderly manner as before.

The floor under the corridor is spotless, and it will not slip when walking on it, which can be said to be very careful.

The maid wearing a small robe moved gracefully with steps like a lotus flower, and whispered to the maid beside her about the recent seasonal weather, what color clothes are more suitable, and the exquisite and wonderful things that have been spread in Heianjing. Poetry, worthy of careful reading and evaluation.

And Xiao Wu was also walking down the corridor.

The weather was fine today, the sun was spreading across a large area, and fell obliquely on Xiaowu's eyes, which made him squint his eyes, put one hand on his forehead, and turned his head to look at the situation in the courtyard.

The maids were not surprised to see Xiao Wu.

After all, this is Heian-kyo, and each family has some fetishes, which is nothing more than a normal thing.They all saluted Xiao Wu respectfully, then passed him sideways and continued on the original route.

And Xiaowu continued to stand on the porch after returning the salute lightly, the scenery outside the eaves.

After almost getting used to the brightness, the hand holding the flag no longer rests on the forehead.That hand paused, and finally couldn't help moving it up slowly, carefully touching the hair that mustache had stroked just now.

Of course the temperature belonging to Mustache had faded, but Xiao Wu stayed for a while, thinking about it, and still couldn't help showing a smile on his lips.

But he was shocked very quickly, put down his hands in a hurry, and then patted his face with both hands together and rubbed it.

You can't show such an undignified appearance!

After admonishing himself in this way, Xiao Wu hurriedly turned around and continued walking along the corridor.

No matter when it is, practice must not be relaxed.Moreover, Xiao Wu raised his young knife like this, because he was a little bit overwhelmed by recent events. He was uneasy about the "mustache cut" issue. Everyone felt that it was unreliable, and the humans of the Genjia had better not get involved in such things unless they had to.This is what mustache had told him before.

Just now, during the training process, he could sort out his thoughts and think about where to start to find the disappearing "Higakiri".

Thinking this way in my heart, the changing aura around me can't deceive anyone.

In the training ground, there was Daojian Fusangshen who was fairly familiar with Xiaowu, and he laughed when he saw him.

"Xiao Wudian seems to be in a good mood today, has he been praised by the mustache palace?"

Xiao Wu didn't answer well, but just smiled politely.

The Sword Fusangshen thought he had guessed right, and holding the wooden sword used for training in his hand, he said with emotion, "It's something that swords like us dream of, let alone being praised. I really envy Xiaowudian. "

Xiao Wu was stunned.

is it?

So he was... envied?