Blade of Resurrection

The fact that Yamabuki Otome left alone has always been a thorn in Nura Kotomo's heart.

Now that he heard the name from Nuliang Yangui, the slight smile on his face faded: "Yangui, are you serious?"

"Yes." Nuliang Yangui looked at the tension in his eyes and nodded, "She's not here anymore."

Nuliang Liban's hand pressed on his shoulder, clasping it hard, making Nuliang Yangui frowned in pain, but didn't say a word: "Yangui, say it again."

His voice trembled uncontrollably, as if he was restraining himself, but his eyes began to turn red, and his expression even began to distort: ​​"What's wrong with Otome?"

"I said, she's dead."

Nuliang Yangui grabbed his wrist and moved it away from his shoulders. Without looking at it, he knew that the underside of the clothes must have been bruised: "Li Ban, it's been so many years, you should wake up too."

"..."

A faint light flickered in Nura Koban's eyes, which was the long-standing hope of finding Yamabuki Otome.

He always thought that he couldn't find him, but it was just because she deliberately avoided seeing him, and always thought that she was still living in a certain corner of the country, but at this time, Nuliang Yangui broke this situation. tiny hope.

"How did you know?"

"I've seen her."

The words of Nuliangyan's return made Nuliang Liban, who had lowered his head, suddenly raised his head: "Why didn't you tell me when you saw her!"

"So what if I tell you!" He accentuated his tone: "She doesn't even want you to know if she dies. Is this what she really wants to see?"

"The geese return!" Nuliang Liban's eyes gradually turned black, looking like an evil ghost returning from hell.

"--Snapped!"

Nuliang Yangui gave him a slap almost without hesitation: "Nuliang Liban, wake me up!"

The pain made the man who was about to lose his mind a little calmer, but his eyes were still fixed on Nuliang Yangui, and the corners of his mouth twitched for a long time, unable to ask a word.

The crisp applause just now resounded in the pitch-black courtyard, attracting the attention of several monsters in the house. Before they could open their mouths, they were stared back by Nuliang Yangui.

Erdaimu and Young Master Yangui quarreled, and they went up to give away the head, so it's better to let the two of them solve it by themselves!

It's just that they were still a little worried, looked at each other, and decided to find the head of the previous generation in case of emergency.

"What do you think you look like now?"

Nuliang Yangui could have imagined what Nuliang Liban might do if Xueli said this, so he decided to be the villain himself.

He calmed down his voice a little bit, as if he was persuading: "Li Ban, you don't want to know what's going on here, rather than trying to show off for a while here?"

The head that seemed to be filled with anger cooled down little by little after these words, and the malice in Nuliang Carphan's eyes gradually faded away, and finally regained a pair of beautiful glass pupils.

A burst of light finally rose from the long-dark sky, and it slowly sprinkled in his eyes, giving off a silvery white luster.

"The geese return..."

Nuliang Carphan seemed to have experienced a fierce battle, and his voice was very dry: "Tell me, what is going on? Otome... how did she die?"

He let go of the killing intent around him, and Hirano Fujishiro finally inserted the unsheathed short knife back into the scabbard.

Nuliang Yangui helped his elder brother to sit down, and began to relay to him what Xueli told him: "After Otome left, she wandered around in order not to be found by you, and finally settled in a desolate mountain forest. Her demon power was already weak, and her body became worse and worse, and she couldn't survive that winter in the end."

Nuliang Koipan squeezed the fabric of the kimono tightly with his hands on his knees, and took a few deep breaths: "... When did you find her?"

"Not long before she died." Nu Liangyan glanced at the corner of the corridor from the corner of his eye, and continued: "Otome said, she doesn't want you to feel guilty about her affairs, so I don't let the one who killed her The news is for you. But, Li Ban..."

He pressed his hands firmly on Nuliang Liban's shoulders, bent slightly, shook him, and made him lift up and look at him: "Dreams are dreams after all, and one day we should wake up. "

"She hopes that you can live happily and easily, and take on the future of the entire Nuragumi. Instead of looking around like before, or being decadent like now. Do you understand?"

"..."

Nuliang Liban looked at him, moved his lips but couldn't speak a single syllable.

He and Nuliang Yangui looked at each other for a long time, the sky had already begun to brighten before he finally regained his senses, and brushed off the hand that was still on his shoulder: "Yangui, I'm tired."

"Go back and rest." He nodded and said nothing more.

Nuliang Liban stood up, walked into the room behind him step by step, and closed the door heavily.

Nuliang Yangui just stood there watching, then lowered his head to look at his palm, the tears that Nuliang Liban shed just now seemed to be still on it, and it was wet for a while.

He asked Hirano Fujishiro to go back to Honmaru to rest first, and walked to the other side along the corridor, stopped and looked at Xueli who had been hiding there just now, and now she was crying silently with her mouth covered, showing her a sense of relief With a smile: "Don't worry, he will be fine."

Xueli wiped her tears with her sleeve, glanced over there, and thanked him hoarsely: "Thank you, Wild Goose."

"It's okay." Nuliang Yangui shook his head: "Sister Xueli, go back to rest too, and tell everyone by the way, Li Ban probably doesn't want to be disturbed right now."

"I see." She took a deep breath to calm herself down, and ran away quickly with red eyes.

Nuliang Yangui looked up to the other side again: "Are you planning to accuse me?"

"No, you're doing exactly the right thing."

An old figure slowly appeared in front of his eyes. Nuliang Huapiao sat on the cherry blossom tree and just looked over: "That child, Liban, it's time to move forward."

Yamabuki Otome is actually a very likable child, but it's a pity that they couldn't make it to the end after all.

Recalling Yuyihu's curse on the slippery ghost lineage, Nuliang Huapiao couldn't help closing his eyes: "I'm sorry for them..."

"It's not you who are at fault, but the feathered fox who has cast this curse."

It was the first time that Nuliang Yangui saw him blaming himself: "The reincarnation of Yuyi Fox will not be endless. As long as Li Ban passes this hurdle, it will be a matter of time before this fate is cut off."

"hope so……"

"Don't bother to show such an expression."

He looked at his father who was full of emotions, and said angrily: "I don't have much time in the group after all, Li Ban still needs your help sometimes, don't look like an old man now, and start hiding in the house be lazy."

"I see."

Nuliang Huapiao also began to reflect on what he had caused by his laissez-faire over the years, jumped down from the tree and walked towards him: "Tell me about the thing you talked about just now."

"Okay."

Nuliang Yangui told him the previous things again, and Nuliang Huapiao didn't expect that these things would be so complicated, and even the Hundred Story Group, which should have disappeared, got involved.

He knocked on the pipe and shook off the soot inside: "It seems that there will be some things to be busy in the future."

"As long as you know."

Nu Liangyangui glanced at the pipe in his hand. It has not been changed for hundreds of years. It is said that it was handed over from Ji Ji's father: "To be honest, I am very suspicious that you have been idle at home all the time. , Is it really turning into an old bone?"

"Why, do you want to try it?"

"sure."

He smiled, and when he turned his wrist, there was already a vibrating knife in his hand, and he pulled it out as fast as lightning and swung it over there.

Nuliang Huayiao's body was cut in half, but a burst of black mist was drawn from the joint, which was the special trick of slippery ghosts.

The two fought in a room as spacious as a dojo. Fortunately, there were no ordinary people in the Nuragumi here. Otherwise, seeing these scenes, I'm afraid they would think they were haunted and fainted.

Afterwards, the fight was smooth, so they simply went to the yard, causing everyone to think it was an enemy attack. After seeing the two people who were fighting, they went back to their original places and started their own things.

"Chong!"

The silvery white blades collided, and Nuliang Yangui and Nuliang Huapiao jumped back at the same time, retracting the sword.

"You kid has improved a lot over the years!"

Hearing his emotion, Nu Liangyan raised his eyebrows: "That's because you are getting old."

"Brat, your mouth is as unforgiving as ever!"

He laughed and cursed, and then seemed to deliberately thump his shoulder: "But it's been a long time since I haven't moved, and my back really hurts..."

"Okay, go sit down."

Nuliang Yangui followed Nuliang Huapiao to the eaves and sat down, half-kneeling behind his back and massaging his back with his hands, while Zongsan Zuowenzi, who had already turned into a human form, sat on his knees and quietly looked at the people beside him. It seems that the old and the young are in harmony.

Nuliang Huapiao looks like an old man now, but Nuliang Yangui is still a vigorous young man. They don't look like father and son at all, but like grandparents.

"By the way, what are you going to do on the ghost side?" Nuliang Huapiao asked him, turning his head slightly.

Nuliang Yangui squeezed his shoulders for him, and said: "Now we are going to lure Gui Wu Tsuji Wumi out, and then wipe out all the ghosts. The ghost killing team has already made preparations, and now we are waiting for the right time." .”

"Then I really want to take a look..." He touched his chin: "The old man has only heard of it before, but I haven't actually seen him yet. This thing sounds quite interesting."

"Are you going to take care of the Hundred Stories Group?" Nu Liangyangui slapped his father on the back.

"It's not necessary to stack two things together!"

He asked his youngest son to act softly, looked at the eyes of the other party looking over, and smacked his lips: "Okay, but do you take this matter too seriously?"

"It's better to be more on guard than to have no time to deal with it. And...their target, I always think it is very likely to be the carp companion."

The father and son looked at each other and silently said nothing.