Knife essence

"Do you like this Honmaru?"

"……I have no idea."

Mikazuki Zongjin sat on the corridor, and Jinjian sat next to him. The two of them were also looking at this false full moon, chatting without saying a word.

Mikazuki Zongjin withdrew his gaze from admiring the moon. He looked at the white-haired little tengu beside him. He was not as lively as he was at dinner. At this moment, the expression on Jinjian's face was gloomy and there was silence. Under the moonlight, he looked like a wax figure.

"I don't know... This kind of answer is really subtle."

Sanri Yuezong picked up his teacup, bowed his head and took a sip, then raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Good tea, the candlestick is really thoughtful."

Jin Jian glanced at the deep purple teapot, and said casually: "The candlesticks can't go to Wanwu, so they should be bought by Yakuken or Yamabushi."

Sanri Yuezong paused while drinking tea, his voice became low and deep: "Can't go?"

"Well, any fusangshen coming to Honmaru is forbidden to go out within one month." Jin Jian shrugged: "There is no requirement after one month, as long as you return to Honmaru before 10 o'clock in the evening."

Sanri Yuezong felt relieved: "It sounds pretty good."

He asked Jinjian again: "Then why do you say you don't know if you like this Honmaru?"

Jin Jian was silent for a long time before he said: "I only came four or five days earlier than you."

Sanri Yuezong was stunned for a moment, and then he heard Jinjian's indifferent words: "It will be impossible to judge whether a god judge is good or bad."

After Sanri Yuezong heard this, he remembered the frustrated middle-aged god-judgment person he used to be, he let out a long sigh, and stopped talking.

"I can only say." Jin Jian tilted his head, as if thinking of something: "My lord, don't hold grudges."

He was drunk and babbled so much at noon, it seemed that Mr. Tuanshan didn't take it to heart.

"And this adult is very confident and strong." Jin Jian added: "Anyway, let's go out honestly and improve your training."

Sanri Yue Zongjin didn't speak after hearing this, and after a long time, he asked, "What's the matter with buying Yizhen Dao?"

Jin Jian shrugged: "That's the thing, Xiaoye wants Zong Sanzuo's script, but Tuanshan-sama doesn't bring it back, so he will find a way to buy one by himself on the forum."

"...Master Tuanfan actually agreed." Mikazuki Zongjin had a complicated expression.

Imaimo laughed at himself and said, "Because we are second-hand knives too. They are all second-hand anyway. Does it matter where they come from?"

"Tell me, what's the matter with you?" Imamu tilted his head and looked at Lan Yifu Sangshen beside him: "Why haven't you come to Honmaru yet, and you were thrown into the psychotherapy room at Fox's side?"

Little Tengu leaned in front of Sanriyue Zongjin: "Do you have a medical certificate? Let me see, what kind of mental illness do you have?"

Sanri Yuezong had black lines all over his head: "...No, I'm not sick."

Jinjian stared suspiciously at Mikazuki Zongjin: "If you're not sick, why didn't Smiling Qingjiang arrange for you to play?"

Sanri Yuezong was stunned for a moment: "Didn't you arrange for me to go out?"

"That's right, you can make money by playing in this pill, but if you don't leave the battle, you won't get a small sentence. Do you know how expensive it is for you to repair it once?" Jinjian looked at Mikazuki Zongjin sadly: "I can't afford to support you just by making money by playing in the battle." of……"

Sanri Yuezong had a subtle feeling of being rejected.

He then recounted what happened today, and after hearing this, Imken frowned: "You mean, California Qingguang stuffed you there?"

Sankai Yuezong nodded: "Is there a problem?"

Jinjian thought for a while: "...he would never dare to make decisions on his own, probably because of Master Tuanshan's intention."

Since it was the request of the God-inspector, Jinjian felt that it was better to obey, anyway, it was just to let Mikazuki Zongjin to cultivate in the Honmaru for a period of time.

"Since you're not going to play, then go and help the song fairy and order housework." Xiaotiangou happily decided: "By the way, earn some money to subsidize the family."

Sanri Yue Zongjin: "..."

He always thought it sounded weird.

No sleep for one night.

Soon, it was dawn, and Sankai Yuezong was still sleeping, and Imai, who was in the same room, pressed the alarm clock with his paw.

"Get up—get up—get up—"

The magic sound filled his ears, and Sanri Yuezong sat up with a sullen face.

His whole blade is still awake.

Jin Jian laughed straight, he jumped on the quilt near Sanri Yuezong mischievously, and directly threw the quilt away.

"Get up quickly!"

Sanri Yuezong wiped his face with his hand, and struggled to look at the alarm clock: "... 05:30?"

It's too early ==

Jin Jian stood in front of Sanri Yue Zongjin, pinched his waist, and said loudly, "Because there is half an hour reserved for you to get dressed!"

Sanri Yuezong closed his eyes and fell on the bed: "The old man needs enough sleep..."

But Jinjian was unmoved, he stretched out his hand and began to scratch the armpit of Mikazuki Zongjin==

"No! Unless you can put on your suffocatingly complicated outfit in 5 minutes, get up now!"

Under Jinjian's urging, Sankai Yuezong had no choice but to rub his temples and wash up like a wandering soul.

With the cold water splashing on his face, Five Swords Under Heaven finally woke up a little bit.

Cleaning himself up, Mikazuki Zongjin began to struggle with his complicated set of clothes.

Jinjian was faster than him. Seeing Sanri Yuezong changing clothes in a hurry, he rushed over to help.

To Mikazuki Zongjin's surprise, Imai's hands were very dexterous, or Imai was very familiar with this suit, as if he had helped another Mikazuki Zongjin wear it countless times.

"Okay!" Pinning the tassels near the sideburns of Sanri Yuezong, Jinjian heaved a sigh of relief. He looked at it carefully, and after finding nothing wrong, he said: "Let's go, let's go to the dojo."

Mikazuki Zongjin looked at Jinjian who was striding forward while pulling his sleeve, his eyes became extremely deep in an instant.

His own Honmaru's Imaken is completely childish. As the only short sword in the Sanjo Sword School, those Taidao and Odachi do their best to take care of Imaijian, but the one in front of him...

Sankai Yuezong thought uncertainly, he seems to be taken care of by Jinjian?

However, under what circumstances can one develop such a strong sword?And what are these swordsmen doing?

Sankai Yuezong couldn't help thinking, just as he was thinking wildly, Jinjian had already pulled Sankai Yuezong to the dojo.

There are already Fu Sangshen practicing swinging knives in twos and threes in the dojo.

Sanri Yuezong subconsciously glanced at the clock hanging on the wall in front of the dojo.

It was a quarter past six.

Imai quickly pulled out a wooden knife from the shelf next to him. He threw the wooden knife to Mikazuki Zongjin, and Mikazuki Zongjin took the bamboo knife reflexively.

Imaken picked up a dagger, and he smiled at Mikazuki Zongjin.

"Let's have a competition~"

Sankai Yuezong raised his eyebrows, he didn't care to observe the other Fu Sangshen who were doing the exercises, he walked slowly to Jinjian, and also smiled.

"Oh? You look very confident."

Jin Jian raised his chin slightly, his blood-red eyes were faintly stern.

"Of course, I'm the eldest brother of the Santiao family."

Sanri Yuezong was almost taken aback.

The imam sword in front of him was awe-inspiring but unruly, showing a sharpness and sharpness that he had never seen before.

Just when he was stunned, Jinjian exerted force with his feet, and he has already attacked quickly!

Sanri Yuezong quickly restrained his mind and began to deal with it seriously.

The internal strife in the Santiao family attracted the attention of many Fusangshen, and everyone gathered around in twos and threes, watching the battle between the Taidao and the short sword.

Ranto Shiro clicked his tongue and said, "I just know that this Zhenjin sword is not good..."

Both are members of the Lord Killing Army, and the two short knives seem to have wire waves, and they both naturally discovered what the other was trying to hide.

But at any rate, they are colleagues now, and there is such a powerful god judge on top of their heads. The two-edged man is so-so, and naturally he dies, and he has no intention of making trouble.

We met each other in the corridor and smiled, it was completely like plastic flowers.

Seeing Imaiken deftly leaping and moving between Mikazuki Munechi's attacks at this moment, Ranto Shiro couldn't help but focus on watching.

Yaken Fujishiro exclaimed in a low voice: "What a dexterous step, what a treacherous attack angle!"

Today's sword is a short sword, and the short sword has a natural disadvantage when facing Taidao or even Dadachi.

However, just as what Quanna said before when he and Ranto Shiro were fighting, one inch is short, and one inch is dangerous. Imaiken is good at scouting, and is familiar with Mikazuki Munechi's fighting habits, and his predictions are very accurate several times.

Every time, he happened to be stuck at the moment when Mikazuki Zong was about to draw his sword and had no time to take it back. Even though Mikazuki Zong was highly trained and experienced, he still couldn't defeat Jinjian in a while!

Fighting and fighting, Sanri Yuezong had already exerted all his strength, facing such a sword like this, it was impossible for him to keep his hand!

The battle between a Taidao and a short sword is fierce and dangerous. Today's sword seems to be transformed into a tengu, dancing between the long swords, Mikazuki Zong fights close to his body, and the blade's edge is faintly visible between the blue sleeves fluttering.

"interesting."

At some point, Quan Nai was standing in the dojo, watching the infighting, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

He backhanded out Yamato Shou'an's main body knife, but the young man with ponytail didn't realize it, and rushed into the battlefield with a swish!

"Master Tuanfan!?"

Considering that Mikazuki Zongjin and Imaken both used wooden swords, Quanna turned the long sword over the moment he drew the sword, with the blade facing up and the back of the sword facing down, and swung down violently.

The original situation of fighting in a group was suddenly broken by external forces. Mikazuki Zongjin and Imaken counterattacked almost subconsciously at the same time.

Quan Nai smiled lowly: "Good job!"

He was slightly sideways, raised his foot and kicked straight, with such great strength that he kicked Jinjian's hand sideways, and the originally tricky attack was directly turned to the other side.

At the same time, Quan Nai raised his hand and stabbed obliquely, the speed was extremely fast, and the blade came first. The blade almost cut through the air, and with a sound of stabbing, it suddenly cut along the sleeve of Mikazuki Zongjin.

And Mikazuki Zongjin originally attacked head-on, but at this moment, in order to avoid Quanna's stab, he could only block with his backhand, but even so, his speed was still a bit slower, and the long knife scraped across the wooden knife. If he hadn't dodged immediately, I'm afraid it's not as simple as splitting the sleeves.

The duration of this battle was beyond all Fusangshen's expectations, and it actually lasted for nearly 10 minutes.

Although Quan Nai was attacking deliberately at the beginning, forcing Imaiken and Mikami Tsukimune to attack each other instead of fighting alone, but Quan Nai then took a defensive position.

He continued to guide the coordination between the Taidao and the short sword, trying to let Imaiken make up for the attack gap of Mikazuki Zongjin, and Mikazuki Zongjin made up for the attack power of Imakimune.

After a battle, not only Jinjian and Sanri Yuezong gained a lot from the battle, but even Fusangshenmen who were watching were thoughtful.

After all, other Fusangshen also have brothers from the same sword sect, and even California Qingguang and Yamato Shou'an once belonged to the same master's saber.

After the fight, Mikazuki Zongjin and Imai were both out of breath, but Quanna, he still looked unchanged, as if the fierce battle before was nothing.

Quan Nai looked at Jinjian and Mikazuki Zongjin with satisfaction: "The strength is good, and the experience in the battle is very rich, but there is still a lack of correction of their own weaknesses."

In other words, these second-hand Fusangshen have not yet had an environment and opportunity for them to calm down and carefully digest and adjust their strength.

However, compared to California Qingguang, these two knives have a touch of viciousness and viciousness that California Qingguang does not have.

Quan Nai is not a mild-tempered person in nature, and he even appreciates such a disposition.

He praised: "As expected of the Master Killing Knife, it is very sharp."

Both Jinjian and Sanriyue Zongjin didn't have very good expressions. To be honest, killing the master is not a good attribute for a sword.

Ranto Shiro boldly asked Quanna: "...Master Tuanou, don't you think it is unlucky to kill the master sword?"

Hey, speaking of it, to a certain extent, he is also a murderer!

Quan Nai was stunned, and then realized that Jinjian's face was too pale, and Mikazuki Zongjin also faintly stood in front of Jinjian, showing a guarded posture.

He laughed: "The sword kills the master, isn't it because the master is too weak?"

All Fu Sangshen were taken aback.

Quan Nai held a beautiful saber flower in his backhand, the long saber was like a streamer, and Yamato Mamoru raised his hand to draw it, and the long saber fell into the scabbard.

"Knife is a murder weapon, a tool for killing." Quan Nai took the sweat towel handed by smiling Qingjiang, and wiped it casually: "It is not something that anyone can use, if you can't use the sharpness and characteristics of the knife , what is the use of such a master?"

In the Warring States Period where gunpowder was everywhere, ninjas and the city lords where they were located were two-way choices.

The knife and the person who uses the knife have always had to pick each other and adapt to each other.

He said casually: "As a knife, you are still a famous knife that has left a name in history. It is normal to be picky about the owner; but I think that my strength is not bad, and I have also experienced the flames of war. I am indifferent to life and death, and I am more picky about weapons. Whether you take advantage of it or not, everyone is mutual."

After finishing speaking, Quan Nai handed the sweat towel to the smiling face Qingjiang, and said briskly: "Let's go, we are ready to eat."

At the dinner table, the atmosphere among Fu Sangshen was unbelievably harmonious.

But the thing that caught everyone's attention the most was Kasen Kanesada.

The knife that was originally entangled with depression seemed to have found its direction again, with a gentle smile on his face, and his gestures were particularly exquisite, with incredible elegance.

Kasen Kanesada even smiled and squeezed away the candlestick Kiri Mitsutada, who sat first on Quanna's right hand and graciously provided food for Quanna.

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong felt uncomfortable, on the one hand he wanted to go out to improve his practice, on the other hand... oh, how angry, he was sitting next to Mr. Tuanfan before!

Quan Nai asked Saya Zuofuji while eating the kudzu root tofu soup made by Kasen Kanae, "Have you made an appointment with the other party?"

Xiaoye put down her chopsticks and replied seriously: "I have an appointment. We will meet at a clothing store in Wanwu at three o'clock in the afternoon."

Quan Nai nodded: "What's the other party's name?"

Xiao Ye left the text: "The other party is the God Judge numbered J23, the code name is Songshi, and the price we agreed on is 80 small judgments."

Quan Nai raised her eyebrows, calculated the price, and said pertinently, "It's not expensive."

Xiaoye Zuowen smiled: "Well, I also think it's quite cheap, and it's a good deal."

Jiang Xue wrote on the left: "........."

Xiao Ye tilted his head in the left text, and he said to Quan Nai: "What the other party means, it seems that the third brother Zhenzong was forged repeatedly, and he hasn't even summoned the spirit yet."

Quan Nai looked at Xiaoye Zuowen, and heard the boy say: "I think this kind of brother Zong San has a slightly better personality."

After hearing this, Jin Jian was overwhelmed with envy: "That's really good, such Zongsan Zuo's writing is almost second-hand, right?"

He muttered: "Our family's knives, except for me, are all very valuable..."

Hearing these words was a bit heartbreaking, seeing Xiao Tiangou's lonely expression, Sanriyue Zongjin comforted him: "But you are the elder brother of our sword sect."

After hearing this, Jinjian was very happy: "Oh, you are right! Remember to call me brother from now on!"

Sanri Yuezong laughed, "Okay."

After the words were spoken, Mikazuki Zongjin realized what he had said.

His expression changed slightly, not because he was annoyed by the change of address, Sanri Yue Zongjin just suddenly discovered that he could laugh so naturally...

It seems like I haven't really laughed like this in a long time.

The moment he thought of this, Sanri Yuezong suddenly remembered what the God-inspector said when he was in the dojo.

'Knife kills the master, isn't the master too weak? '

These words miraculously soothed the darkness in his heart, like warm water flowing through.

Sanri Yue Zongjin was suddenly very lucky, fortunately he came here, fortunately he met such a god judge.

After dinner, the judge still took California Qingguang and left Honmaru.

After the god judge left, today's valet Yamato Shou Anding announced the lineup for the battle.

Mikazuki Zongjin and Jiang Xuezuowen were in charge of the Honmaru, and Kasen Kanesada stayed behind to cook at Honmaru, plus Yamato Shou Anding, and all other knives were sent out.

"Yes, we barely made up two teams to pay the gods!!"

Now Honmaru has sixteen knives, and if you remove California Kiyomitsu who works with the God Judge, there are actually eleven Fusangshen who can go to battle in Honmaru! !

A team of six blades and a team of five blades, the former is going to open up a new map of the third battlefield, and the latter is improving their training in the second battlefield. For the upcoming dungeon, they need to seize all the time to improve their training!

Yamato Mamoru looked regretfully at Mikazuki Munechi and Jiang Xuezuo's words: "Actually, we in Honmaruchi can do it with a single knife. Although we will turn red from exhaustion, we can make up two troops with an extra knife."

One with five blades and one with six blades is simply killing obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Sanri Yue Zongjin volunteered: "Then I will help out as well."

Yamato Mamoru shook his head: "The squad list was finalized last night, you should recuperate in Honmaru."

"...I'm not sick, I'm really not sick!" The smile on Sanri Yue Zongjin's face was a little stiff.

Jinjian comforted the elder brother: "You help Jiang Xuedian to be an insider. He will go out with Xiao Ye to buy Zongsan in the afternoon. I guess the rest of the insiders are all yours."

"..." Sanri Yuezong raised his hand to cover his face, what to do, he even wanted to go out and escape.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you." Jin Jian narrowed his eyes slightly, and his blood-red eyes were full of warnings: "Honmaru implements a consecutive seat system. If you escape the inner circle, not only will I have no money to get it today, but next time I still need to do two insider jobs with you."

Mikazuki Zongjin was stunned for a moment, and he was about to ask carefully, when Kasen Kanesada smiled and said, "Ah, it's okay if you don't want to be an insider, you can pay me to hire me~"

Jin Jian said speechlessly: "You still owe me money!"

Kasen Kanesada smiled slightly: "But I don't owe Sankayueden money~"

His creditors only lasted until the Fusangshen before the candlestick cut Guangzhong, and the Fusangshen who came later were not his creditors.

Yamato Mamoru Anding rolled his eyes: "Okay, everyone go back and bring your swords and equipment and prepare to go out. Shanbuden and Sayo-san should pay attention to safety. Don't speed up the battle just to hurry up. Be careful that Mr. Tuanfan will press you to repair it Chi, you are not allowed to come out before the time, and you will not be able to go to Wanwu."

Hearing Yamato Mori Anding's advice, Yamato Kunihiro and Sayo Satobuki both nodded in response, and Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki made a haha, and he muttered softly: "It seems that you were not the one who squeezed a pool with me yesterday~"

Yamato Mamoru was silent for a while, and he raised a bright smile: "Mutsu Mamoru, did you speak just now?"

Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki quickly smiled dryly: "No, no, no, I didn't say anything, you got it wrong."

Honmaru is thriving, Quanna came to the trial building, and the work went very smoothly.

The Honmaru from which the leaves were cleared before has begun to rebuild.

Those fusangshen were also equally distributed to the members of the second team. Kagome Higurashi purchased the food and drinks needed for the banquet before, and prepared balloons and ribbons. She was directing some fusangshen who had nothing to do to help Set up the venue.

The venue is on the first floor, the hall on the first floor is empty, and the canteen is on the second floor, so it is convenient to arrange meals back and forth.

After Quan Nai finished processing the backlog of paperwork, she also went around the first floor.

He planned to help, but when he appeared in the venue, all the judges and Fu Sangshen who helped were holding their breaths, their hands and feet were stiff, and they didn't dare to take a breath.

So Higurashi Kagome drove Quanna away without hesitation.

"Don't get in the way here!" said the witch.

Quanna touched her nose, a little dazed.

He asked California Qingguang beside him: "... Am I that scary?"

California Qingguang coughed. He was eating in the cafeteria at noon, but he heard some rumors.

After all, no one wants to be targeted by this boss, losing the battle number ==

California Qingguang said euphemistically: "Maybe it's because they don't understand you."

"You're right, after all, there are few opportunities to get in touch." Quan Nai happily made a decision: "Then I will check the progress of the work more often in order to better understand everyone!"

California Qingguang: "……………"

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