[Comprehensive] On how I got lost

Going home that day, Yoshiya hesitated to speak.

Xinghe passed him, comforting and declaring.

"ended."

Jiwu smiled and cried, put on a sad face, and said a few times.

Said, "I only thought it was suffering, but I didn't expect it to be this bitter."

After saying that, he went back to the house in a bad mood.

Xinghe looked at the round shadow on the ground. The sky was foggy, covering the moon, and there was dampness everywhere. People were also blurred in this whiteness. Only the gabion lantern placed at the door gave off a faint light , showing shadows under the feet of men.

I don't know why there is such a big humidity in these dog days.

The wet hair was saturated with water vapor, sticking to the face obediently.

Xinghe slowly parted the hair on his cheeks with his fingers, and brought it to the back of his head.

Slowly, a cloud of dark shadows appeared in the white mist.

It's Tsurumaru Kuninaga.

He was not in a hurry, and when he took a closer look, there was an indistinct wind, loose like melting ice water and unrestrained like a belt in the wind.

Elusive.

People have always been chaotic, good or evil, good or bad, one second full of warmth, the next second icy cold, Xinghe has never figured it out, and never dared to underestimate it.

Especially Tsurumaru Kuninaga.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga held a jug in his hand, and his body smelled of alcohol.

"Why, stand here"

The sky was too dark, the fog was too thick, Xinghe's face was a little pale, his eyelashes were covered with wet water vapor and formed into a ball, drooping slightly, and the arcs drawn from the outer corners of his eyes were suddenly drawn inward, forming beautiful and sharp lines.

It's just that there is a little less blood on the lips.

His tiny figure melted into the mist, his shadow was indistinct.

Xinghe said a few words, saying that he would go out with Jiwu in the afternoon.

"It's nothing."

Tsurumaru raised the flagon and asked, "Are you together, you are not yet of age."

It was you who said you were an adult that day, and it is you who is a minor now.

Seeing clearly that Tsurumaru's intention was to play jokes, Xinghe didn't argue with him, and he brought up the issue that Tsurumaru had concealed and refused to explain.

"What is your plan?"

you.

it goes without saying.

"That statement is really alarming."

Tsurumaru didn't answer the question.

Xinghe was not angry either, and just looked at him quietly.

Compared with the unstoppable fierceness at the beginning, Xinghe seems to have been smoothed by the shamisen now, and it looks like a flowering branch inadvertently, soft and incredible, as if he has really become a musician playing strings.

But Tsurumaru knew the threat hidden in those beautiful clean eyes.

When the snow that is as light as a goose feather falls, no one would think of the majesty and power of the avalanche.

Tsurumaru finally compromised, "It's time to find a quiet place."

He straightened the gabion lamp, "It's not easy to talk here."

"Although we made a mutual non-harm contract with our real names, it's just between you and me."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga said that he can only represent himself and not others.

"So, you must be included in the plan after everyone agrees."

"You want to use this to get away"

"Of course not, Okita Souji and Yamato Morita are still here, I can't go anywhere."

"Just to introduce you to everyone."

"Set up traps and encirclement circles, and wait on the sidelines," Xinghe said.

Tsurumaru quickly explained, "Of course."

"Of course, maybe." The explanation was not pleasant at all, "We are secretly fallen into Fusangshen, and it is too unrealistic to open up and welcome you immediately when we hear that you want to join."

"I can only guarantee that all Fu Sangshen are very rational during the assembly and will not shut you out because of prejudice and arrogance."

"But at the same time, our cooperation is not only about personal safety and no harm to each other. In order to ensure that each other is sincere and that cooperation is beneficial to both parties, we will tell you how to leave, and you must also show your value."

He blinked, "Martial strength, intelligence, spiritual power, or having a common ambition is also fine, but the only thing is that you can't just harvest without giving."

"What's the use of me, I figured it out when we first met."

The two walked side by side by the uninhabited river, and the moist mist floated on the surface of the river, and the water vapor became heavier after blowing across the river, like a cloud of water mist falling on the face.

Hearing Xinghe's question, Tsurumaru blinked, "What did you say?"

"Your companions are all Fu Sangshen. If you are talking about concentricity, you are the only ones. The current plan was also formulated after planning force. As far as force is concerned, there is no shortage of force. It seems even more ridiculous to say that intelligence requires intelligence. .”

"So when we first met, you didn't tell the truth. What you need is not manpower."

"You need spiritual power."

"Spiritual power is indispensable, and it is very important."

Tsurumaru raised the corner of his mouth slowly, "That's right."

"Others are focusing on how to obtain this pill, but they don't think about what preparations to make after obtaining this pill."

"Our type of sword Fusangshin is specially made by the government of the time, and the repair, upgrade and replacement procedures are all based on the Honmaru of the time."

"Only people with psychic powers without Honmaru, and only people with Honmaru without psychic powers, it's all very bad."

"Instead of coaxing unknown psychics to let them instill spiritual power into Honmaru, it's better to find a partner who suits you directly."

"That's my purpose."

Tsurumaru said that all the fusangshen who can spare time will come, and those who can't come will entrust the right to express their opinions to others.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga, Five Tigers, Kohomaru, Yaken Toshiro, Gukuu Toshiro, The Lion King, Utasen Kanesada

There are seven swords in the house.

There are six that have not arrived.

As soon as Xinghe entered the room, he was baptized by his eyes. These swords were all deformed to varying degrees, among which Tsurumaru Kuninaga was considered the most normal one.

Tsurumaru briefly talked about Xinghe's purpose and his value, and personally said that he and Xinghe have been together for a long time to give trust, moderate trust.

The Five Tigers retreated and asked him if it wasn't because he caused the mission to go wrong and let irrelevant people join.

Tsurumaru denied it. He said that this was at least doing good deeds with bad intentions, and the punishment would not be like this. The most lacking spiritual power of the Fusangshen can be solved. Or just choose someone you both trust.

There was a lot of noise in the room.

Xiaohuwan suddenly attacked Xinghe in the midst of the noise, but was wounded by the opponent's knife. He covered the wound on his chest and agreed.

Wuhutui has been following Tsurumaru's activities, to some extent he doesn't dislike this person.

He didn't have such extreme ideas about the so-called hating all humans because of being hurt by humans.

Killing and betrayal are the theme songs of all living beings.

Yaoyan said that a perfect contract needs to be established, and he will only agree to it if the contract is in line with it, and he will reconsider.

The Lion King's body was almost completely deformed, his eyes and pupils were bloodshot, "Whatever, if it doesn't meet the requirements, just kill him."

Kasen Kanesada smiled and followed the trend.

As a result, the thirteen swords that have arrived and have not yet officially recognized Xinghe.

"Our purpose is to make Yamato keep stable and fall in the dark."

"Or lose the faith to preserve history."

"To lure him to bring the locator into Honmaru, the popular saying is to let the virus infect the space-time converter, the coordinates of Honmaru, and open the door."

The structure of Shizheng is like a giant tree with deep roots and luxuriant leaves. Its roots are rooted in the void, and its branches and leaves spread to the boundless. The main road is the stem, and Honmaru is like leaves hanging on the branches, loosely connected.

Tsurumaru and the others are not the dark swords of the same Honmaru, but actually belong to different Honmaru. Due to various reasons, they gathered in the era of the end of the Tokugawa period. As their spiritual power gradually weakened, they came up with the idea of ​​seizing a Honmaru.

The seized Honmaru is like a broken leaf on a branch. If it is hidden deeper, it will not be found for a while, and the time saved is enough for them to plan the next step.

It's like being forced to dance on the tip of a knife, running like a raging enemy chasing behind, but it has to be like this, in the final analysis, they are just tools produced by current affairs.

"If the tool is broken, replace it with another one."

It's not the cruelty and fooling of human nature, it's the simple indifference of the superior to the inferior.

The ancient gods willfully set off storms to punish dishonest humans. Human joy and sorrow are nothing but whispers to them.

Now humanity is throwing this irrepressible indifference at tools.

The word kindness never seems to be able to characterize a race.

Being good at using tools has never been about respecting and guarding tools.

Fusangshin, who has the memory of being a sword, knows this concept very well.

When leaving, Xinghe heard Tsurumaru say, "Although I know that I am a tool, I still feel sad."

sorrow.

"Because humans are a sad species."

Tsurumaru chuckled, "That's right."

Xinghe never expected to see California Qingguang again.

This Fu Sangshen changed his costume and asked around the street, "Have you seen this person?" Holding a portrait in his hand, he stopped pedestrians one after another.

Xinghe tugged on his bamboo hat and was about to avoid it, but saw a young girl smiling at him happily, and said to California Qingguang, "He's over there."

Gee.

California Qingguang was approaching menacingly, he dragged Xinghe into the narrow passage, "How dare you run away halfway"

"why not"

Xinghe asked back.

California Qingguang stopped and said angrily, "Do you know that you are in history?"

"What do you think history is, it has happened and remains unchanged. Have you ever thought about what situation you will fall into if I touch that point in history and let history change."

"Violations will appear and you will die."

"And then history still doesn't change."

California Qingguang held Xinghe's wrist, "Leave with me."

"Well, I refuse."

Xinghe pulled away California Qingguang, "I don't like to change the decision I made, I don't like to go around."

"What are you talking about?" California Qingguang frowned, adding anger.

"you will die"

"Everyone will die, old age, disease, injury, poison, there are thousands of ways to die in the world."

California Qingguang moved his mouth, Xinghe could feel that he was sad, but he didn't understand why.

"You go back." He said.

Qingguang Qingguang's arms were drooping, and his voice was muffled, "I violated the wishes of the judges, and secretly opened the time-space converter to do such a disgraceful thing."

"I don't want you to die."

"I don't know where you came from and what happened to you."

"I think people can talk about many things, such as love, liking, friendship, pain, etc., but life and death should not be described lightly. This is a boundary that cannot be crossed in the world."

"It would be too irresponsible to casually say that you or someone else died."

"Hey, you guy, life is a very precious thing, you must take good care of it."

California Qingguang looked at Xinghe again. The young man listened to him quietly but did not say a word. He had a pair of beautiful eyes, clean and penetrating.

It made him think of the stream, but unfortunately, the stream is cold.

"I know." Xinghe said.

"But I will not change my decision."

He grabbed California Qingguang with his backhand and led him from the bustling street to the uninhabited wilderness, "Go back," he gently pushed California Qingguang on the shoulder, "I won't say goodbye by fate, after all, I'm with you , never had a good fate."

California Qingguang twitched the corner of his mouth, probably because he didn't want others to see his disappointment, so he turned and left.

Xinghe went in the opposite direction.