In the days when Xiongying was the leader [Comprehensive]

Those who dare to walk around with real knives and guns on the street are basically people with permission. Those without permission are arrested and questioned every minute.

He is not so big-hearted yet.

What's more, these knives are so expensive, I can't even afford a scabbard, let alone take it away.

Ishikirimaru was silent.

That being said, but...

He just wanted to complain!

It's normal not to let people take a knife to the streets, but giving up the choice for this reason is really giving up tens of millions of wealth for others. Giving up for such a simple reason really doesn't want it The **** who complained.

"Our Sword Fusangshen can hide our real body." Ishikimaru explained helplessly, "No matter how you say it, we can barely be regarded as gods."

It can only be said to be reluctant.

Their fusangshen is a utensil of more than a hundred years and becomes a fusangshen after they have spiritual wisdom. Those tea bowls can still become refined, and their swords are even more special.

For example, Karasuma, the ancestor of the Japanese sword, has a godhead, but he is not as good as those high-ranking gods, and the other fusangshen are also barely out of the ranks of monsters.

This is also because the sword is a weapon.

They are different from ordinary fusangshen.

Although he has the name of a god, compared to those gods worshiped by people, such as Inari God, he is only the most common. If he can't guard his mind, he can easily degenerate into a monster.

For example, Karasuma can become the weapon of the gods, but like Qingguang and the others, they have never even seen the face of the gods.

But even if it is very easy to degenerate into gods, Fu Sangshen also have their own pride, even if Broken Knife dies, they will not degenerate into monsters.

Even monsters can hide their bodies, let alone Fusangshen like them.

"Then I have another question." Hikaru Fukasawa finally asked the question that he cared about very much, "Why did you ask me to draw the sword? Or do you have something to ask for from me?"

Ishikirimaru didn't know whether he should tell Fukasawa about this.

This matter can be said to be a secret, and few people know it. He was not allowed to know it before Fukasawa decided to inherit all this.

But it's not very ethical to just give people consent without knowing anything.

"Tell him." Karasuma said, "Let Weifu go over and tell that child."

Karasuma disappeared into the yard, and almost a second later, Karasuma appeared in front of Hikaru Fukasawa, and with him, there was a black crow feather flying down from the sky.

This appearance is very cool, at least Hikaru Fukasawa successfully attracted his attention.

But this doesn't change the fact that Karasuma is about the same height as Hikaru Fukasawa, it's just that Karasuma is a few inches off the ground very deliberately, relying on her hair and a few centimeters in the air to barely occupy the air supremacy.

All of Fukasawa's abilities and personality are suppressed.

"Don't resist, here, the strange abilities of human beings will be suppressed." Karasuma sensed Fukasawa's temptation, "This is the land abandoned by the gods."

Fu Sangshen, who looks as beautiful as a woman, stepped on a crow feather and landed in front of Fukasawa Hikaru, "My name is Xiao Karasuma, and I am the ancestor of Japanese swords. It has been thousands of years since its birth..."

Fukasawa called obediently: "Grandpa is good."

"Very good, very good," being called grandpa by another person obviously put Karasuma in a good mood. He reached out and rubbed Fukasawa's hair, "Let me explain to you." He didn't care about Fukasawa's temptation just now, or he didn't pay attention to it.

Fukasawa is just a child in front of him, even if he wants to resist, it seems to him that it is just a child's play.

The sword Fusangshen is a special kind of Fusangshen, and their Fusangshen will be favored by the gods, and then they will be used as weapons.

Sword Fusangshen, who were originally born for weapons, would be proud of it. Being held in the hands of humans in the world seems to be similar to being held in the hands of gods in Gao Tianyuan.

After the gods who used them died, the fusangshen who were used as weapons came to a place called the government of time, and in order to maintain history, they divided themselves into tens of millions. Time, go back in time to preserve history.

And here, there used to be a shrine where their bodies were placed. After the owner of the shrine degenerated into a monster, this shrine was abandoned, and for some reason, the sword that was forged in the world after that was born. will come here.

Ancestral Fusangshin like Karasuma have stayed here for a thousand years, and younger ones like Izumi Mori Kanesada have also stayed here for 400 years.

However, Fusangshen after Heian-kyo rarely had weapons that could become gods. Those Fusangshen who were about the same age as Karasuma almost all chose to kill themselves and completely disappeared in this world.

The hopeless waiting was too torturous, only Karasuma still thought that he was everyone's father, so he didn't kill himself with them, and waited for the other children.

From the beginning, those children were full of vigor and sharpness, and then their edges and corners were worn away by hundreds of thousands of years of imprisonment. Some knives chose to smash themselves, and some chose to sleep. free time.

In these thousands of years, it is not that no one tried to rescue them, but they all failed.

There is no one who can free them from this small shrine.

I was so disappointed, I had no idea.

Three days ago, Yue Zongjin wanted to keep the person directly, but he vetoed it, just for a possibility.

Now that possibility is at hand.

He drew his knife.

Approved by the few remaining living gods.

He has the ability to free them, but he doesn't do it.

"If you rescue us from this shrine, we will all be of use to you." Karasuma's hands were soft and soft like a girl's, not as warm as a sword, "Everyone has been waiting for you for a long time."

"...What?" Fukasawa grumbled, "If I don't agree, will I be left here?"

Karasuma smiled and nodded.

At some point, the yard was crowded with Fu Sangshen, who stood there, staring at Hikaru Fukasawa intently.

Although no one spoke, Fukasawa still felt depressed.

Hikaru Fukasawa regretted it.

At that time, I felt that the people in this shrine might not harm me. I also thought that although Ishikirimaru's purpose was unknown, he was actually a good person, but who would have thought that if it wasn't for Xiao Karasuma two years ago, I might have been hidden by the gods .

What the hell is this fairy tale.

You can't even write that in a novel.

And looking at the current situation, if I don't agree, I probably will never be able to leave here.

These fusangshen are all extremely good-looking, and Karasuma's face is also indisputably androgynous. He speaks very kindly, but it makes people shudder uncontrollably.

It's true what they say.

Hikaru Fukasawa clenched his hands behind his back, and his supernatural power enveloped the entire shrine in an instant, as if he could feel that he had become the master of the shrine.

Unfortunately not.

Karasuma seemed to have noticed something, "Are you using that ability called personality?"

He stretched out his hand and tapped it in the air. His fingers were obviously so slender that they would break if they were folded, but they easily broke his supernatural power.

Fukasawa's face turned white.

"It's useless, you're too weak." Karasuma easily said hurtful words, "The Fusangshen here have been practicing for hundreds of years, or even thousands of years, don't you think you can fight with us? fight?

Although the fusangshen in the yard didn't move, they all cooperated to release their pressure.

Fukasawa was sweating profusely, but he clenched his teeth.

Paying so much to lose God... I will definitely not be able to win.

Karasuma didn't urge him, just looked at him quietly. Although he was silent, the threat in it was still chilling.

"Promise us, there will be no harm if you promise us. If you want to become stronger, we can teach you to become stronger. If you want wealth, you can also give you wealth, status, and power. We can help you get it all. do you agree."

They mean it.

He doesn't care if he can get the so-called power, status, and wealth, but the requirement of becoming stronger really hits a certain point in him.

These fusangshen are much stronger than themselves.

Thinking about it, these Fu Sangshen have lived for so long, and my age is not even enough for their fractions, and even the supernatural ability that I am proud of cannot cause even a little harm to them.

Obviously, AFO couldn't be broken so easily at the beginning.

Seeing Fukasawa's expression loosened, Karasuma knew that he had succeeded.

Fu Sangshen who was present at the scene wanted to leave quite a few, and some wanted to sleep forever, but it was not impossible to be able to leave this cage that imprisoned hundreds of thousands of them.

After all, being in a cage is always different than being in your own home.

"Everyone is very strong, and the short knives can also protect you personally. With them, the so-called monsters nowadays can't hurt you at all."

Those monsters may not be considered powerful, but they are a bit trickier than Fukasawa Hikaru, who has nothing to do with them.

"You don't want to go on like this either. Isn't the reason why you came here is to ask for help? This is what you pay us, what do you think?"

Fukasawa weighed the pros and cons in his heart, and Fukasawa wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Does it do me any harm?"

"It's not harmful. When you die, the link between us will be broken." Karasuma said something scary. "Of course, it's the end of life. It's been a long time for ordinary humans to live a hundred years."

This condition is very attractive.

I signed a contract with these fusangshen, and then they were free. Correspondingly, I got their help, was taught by them, and had enough power to protect myself.

Thinking of it this way, he seems to have suffered a disadvantage, but the current situation has no other choice.

"Fukasawa Hikaru, is that your name?" Karasuma called out the name, but before that, Fukasawa Hikaru was very sure that he had never told anyone between them his name.

These gods... can conceal themselves.

Fukasawa is not even lucky.

"how should I do?"

"As long as you take our main body out of this shrine." Karasuma fell to the ground, "As long as you leave here, we will be free."

"But Mr. Ishikirimaru didn't also..."

"He is an exception, but he can't leave this mountain. Except for certain candidates, others can't even see this shrine."

"Originally, I was more inclined to the kid named Natsume Takashi, but he is already inferior to you." Karasuma relaxed a little after Fukasawa Hikaru agreed, "Don't worry, before Everything that promises you counts.”

"Whether it's protecting you or teaching you the ability to protect yourself, we will give you everything. We will even give you the financial report you want, as long as you take us out." Xiao Karasuma seduced.

In this era when the gods are declining, it is simply a shocking thing that there are nearly hundreds of swords and swords paying their allegiance to the gods.

What's more, there are still a few Fusangshen who have already obtained the godhead.

Although it is not comparable to the high gods, it is definitely not comparable to ordinary monsters.

Those so-called god judges in the past were just one of the tens of thousands of avatars who directed them, and now standing in front of Hikaru Fukasawa is their true body.

The body and the avatar are different.

They are tens of thousands of times stronger than their bodies. Even if they degenerate into monsters, they are definitely much stronger than ordinary monsters.

It can be said that with these fusangshen, no one would dare to provoke Hikaru Fukasawa walking sideways in the other world.

Karasuma has already threatened, which shows that it is imperative for them to do this time.

"Any knife is fine." Fukasawa scratched his hair, he turned his head and entered the room again, and came out with a short knife, "Is this okay?"

"Yes, it's me." Wu Hutui said in surprise, "Can I go out with you?"

"But my family doesn't give you a place to live."

The five tigers retreated with a look of about to cry.

"The house is where my father and I live. Can't you continue to live here?" Hikari Fukasawa didn't want unrelated people to live in their house at all, and he still didn't know the details.

It feels like bringing a killer from a rival organization into your home and letting him roam freely in your own home.

Fukasawa is not familiar with these fusangshen at all.

And absolutely no desire to bring them into a personal space.

Let alone being threatened.

"Just take the main body knife away, and we will solve the rest by ourselves." Karasuma took a step back, "If it's just the main body, there should be no problem."

"The main body...should be fine." Hikari Fukasawa frowned, but compromised.

"With the main body, Fu Sangshen can rush over quickly. If there is any danger, just call his name." Yi Qi said, "I am very happy that you can find Tui among so many people."

Fukasawa felt a lot of pressure.

"My name is Wuhutui. If you are in danger like today, just call me. I will definitely rush to your side as quickly as possible."

Little Karasuma took out a red pendant from nowhere, "Drop your blood on it, and you can establish contact with us, and we can freely travel between the shrine and the outside world, and the contract can be established."

Fukasawa had no other choice but to bite his finger and drip blood on the pendant.

The drop of blood disappeared almost in the blink of an eye, and the shrine suddenly vibrated, and the delicate painting peeled off, revealing the broken inside, which was completely different from what Hikari Fukasawa had seen just now.

Almost in a few breaths, this shrine has completely changed.

real look.