[Comprehensive] Fusangshen

After seeing the crimson sword, Natsume Takashi had a dream the night he returned home——

He felt that he was floating in the clouds, fluctuating with the breeze, there was the sound of water and leaves, and he was soon submerged in a wonderful tranquility.

Until, in a haze, he heard a voice: "Master Natsume...Master Natsume!"

Natsume Takashi in the dream slowly opened his eyes, and then he found that he was standing in an unknown forest.

The breeze shakes the fine leaves, disturbing the birds deep in the forest.They fluttered their wings, raised their heads, and let out soft, soft calls.

The call carried the sound of rustling leaves, drifting to the ear.Arouse a comfortable and leisurely reverie.

Next to Natsume Takashi is a small stream.

The crystal-clear lake water flows smoothly all the way, and the pebbles by the stream are shining warmly under the fine sunlight in the forest.

Natsume took a few steps closer to the creek, and then saw a figure reflected on the surface of the water——

They also have short brown hair and a fair face.But it is both strange and familiar, both him and not him.

There is no doubt that this is what Natsume Takashi looked like five years ago, a child who just turned ten.

Before Natsume Takashi had time to think about why he would return to his childhood appearance, he heard the previous soft voice calling again: "Natsume-sama..."

He hesitated for a moment, but chose to follow the sound to find it.

Ten-year-old children obviously have limited physical strength.

Just like this, I walked all the way through the overgrown woods, pushing aside the branches and shrubs that blocked the way from time to time.Within a few minutes, Natsume was out of breath.

But the strange thing is that even at such a long distance, Natsume can still hear that voice, as if it is guiding him.

After walking for a while, Natsume brushed away the branches and leaves, then staggered and fell out of the forest unexpectedly.

Immediately afterwards, just like the so-called "a new village is brightened by the dark willows and flowers", an empty land appeared in front of him.

The sunlight that was originally blocked by the dense forest poured down, which suddenly brightened the previously dim vision.

Natsume steadied himself, and when he looked up, he saw a torii gate.

The beams and columns of the torii gate are painted a bright and pure vermilion, and the shimenawa and paper tied on them flutter gently in the wind.

This is the critical point between the realm of the gods and the secular world, and it is the residence of the gods.

Behind this torii is a shrine.

And the voice that Natsume has been hearing comes from this shrine.

Now that everyone has come here, there is naturally no reason not to go in.

With little hesitation, Natsume went straight through the torii gate, and then pushed open the gate of the shrine.

As the door was pushed open, warm sunlight poured in like running water.There are tiny dust floating in the light, like tiny fireflies.

Natsume noticed the girl kneeling on the futon at first sight.

The little child was wearing a white-clothed scarlet hakama priestess costume. Although she was only less than ten years old, she tried her best to keep a serious and dignified look on her face.

However, no matter how dignified his demeanor is, he will fail when he sees the person——

"You are finally here, Natsume-sama!"

Although the little witch tried her best to purse the corners of her lips, she wanted not to lose her composure too much.But those sparkling eyes still revealed a touch of childish delicacy and innocence.

For some reason, Natsume suddenly felt that the other party looked familiar.Deep in his memory, he seemed to have seen a pair of similar eyes somewhere.

"who are you?"

"I'm 'Zhi', and I've been waiting for Natsume-sama here for a long time."

The little witch who called herself 'Zhi' saluted him respectfully, then sat up straight again and looked at him with a smile.

Natsume was a little puzzled: "Wait for me? Why are you waiting for me?"

"This... Indeed, Natsume-sama no longer remembers."

Zhi blinked slightly, then suddenly lowered his brows and eyes softly, revealing a deep tenderness that didn't match his age: "Because, this is our agreement."

As she spoke, she pointed to a corner of the shrine.

Natsume followed her gaze, and then saw two swords placed on the knife holder.

"They are Genji's treasures—Higakiri and Kisemaru, and they are also my contract swords."

Zhi's eyes were smudged with moist tenderness, she stretched out her hand to caress Natsume's eyes, and said softly: "I have been waiting for someone who can save them, so, Natsume-sama, please remember quickly, my time It's running out..."

Natsume felt some power flowing into his eyes along the other's small hand, and then, a large section of memory flooded into his mind like a tide——

"It's the first time I've met you. My name is Saiyuanji Zhizhi, and I'm a trainee priestess here. Are you the one who came to pay homage?"

"Well... I'm Takashi Natsume, and I'm lost."

"Natsume-sama is really amazing, you can actually see monsters! Although I have spiritual power, I can only see a vague shadow."

"No, Zhisang is also very powerful, with the power to predict the future."

"Hey, it's not that good. All I see are specious fragments..."

A boy who can see monsters and a girl who can predict the future meet here one day.

From the first acquaintance to the deep friendship, they exchanged little secrets that only each other knew.

Time tenderly records their friendship, and when they thought that such days could last forever, they pushed forward cruelly, mercilessly revealing the unfortunate ending——

Terrible gaps opened in the ground, and houses collapsed in an instant.The whole world was shaking and collapsing, as if a wrathful god had cast down a punishment from heaven.

Earthquakes are not uncommon in Japan, but Natsume never thought that he would experience the day himself.

Although he and Xiyuan Sizhi reacted quickly, they still couldn't escape.

They are trapped.

Xiyuan Temple's legs were crushed under the falling beam, and a lot of blood flowed out, which was so intense that it made people feel frightened.

"...Natsume-sama, can I ask you something?"

"Don't! Let's talk about it when we have something to do." So... please don't die.

"Hey, Natsume-sama, do you know... I just saw it. For the first time in history, I saw the future so clearly, every detail and color, I saw clearly—"

Xiyuanji's voice slowly lowered, but she still tried her best to pretend that nothing had happened and said: "——I will die."

Natsume felt that his throat was choked a little, and he suddenly couldn't speak.

"I hope Natsume-sama can rescue Higakiri and Kinmaru. Although my spiritual power is not enough to transform them, I know that they have been given self-awareness by the shrine. If they are buried in the ground, it will It's so pathetic."

Xiyuan Temple Zhi suddenly lowered his voice, and murmured unobtrusively: "Obviously after ten years old, they will be able to wake them up completely and become god judges... a little bit, a bit regretful..."

"Zhisang..."

"It doesn't matter, Natsume-sama."

The little girl was obviously too scared, but she still tried her best to smile: "It is very difficult for Natsume-sama to find those two knives by himself. So, I will give you part of my strength. When you meet that When you have the ability to rescue the person with the sword, the ability of prophecy will activate. At that time, you will definitely see a different scene."

As she spoke, she gently covered Natsume's eyes with her hands.

Natsume felt a refreshing and cool force coming from it.

At the last second of losing consciousness, he vaguely heard the girl's pale and weak voice saying: "Until then, please forget all this, Natsume-sama... I will always be here waiting for you until that day comes... ..."

In the end, Natsume survived, but lost the memory of those two months.

But the girl named Xiyuanji Zhizhi stayed forever on the eve of her tenth birthday, in that lost memory, waiting forever.

When Natsume Takashi woke up from the dream, he found that the pillow was already wet.

But he didn't care, but hurriedly put on his clothes almost hastily, and then rushed out of the house quickly.

It was just past four o'clock in the morning, and the frost from last night had not dissipated, and there was a frightening chill in the air.The sun was still lazily half-hiding behind the horizon, and the whole world was still shrouded in gloom.

Natsume Takashi ran as if unconscious.

——He must, find someone!

All the previous details are like scattered pearls, re-strung together by a thread.

Takashi Natsume knew now.Rather than saying that he saw a red giant sword yesterday, it is better to say that he foresaw a certain part of Shen Shen's future with the help of the power left by Xiyuan Temple.

Although he didn't know why the man named Shen Chen would hang a giant sword over his head in the future, he was sure that this was what Xiyuan Temple Zhizhi called "a unique scene".

——Shen Chen is the person he is looking for!

So, please, hurry up!

……

Meanwhile, Kise Ryota's house—

Shen Shen who was sleeping suddenly opened his eyes.

He knelt down on the bed and sat silently for a while, as if he was having a secret communication with someone that no one knew.Then, he picked up the jacket and counting beads beside the pillow.

Without alarming anyone, Shen Shen pushed open the door and walked out.

He silently walked up a small road, with the cold and sharp style in the early morning, wantonly agitating his coat, making the corners of his knee-length clothes rattle.

Shen Chen didn't care about this at all, he just walked with a clear goal, quickly and calmly.

"Are you sure it's this way?"

"That's right, Master Shen Shen, Natsume Takashi is rushing over here to see you."