Hanamaru Shrine under construction

Ichimolian’s shrine will not close its doors, and the same is true for the shrines placed by Xianyu at home, but this also makes the rooms with shrines more likely to accumulate dust, so when Xianyu routinely delivers meals every day, it will also By the way, tidy up the shed.The maids in the house stood aside carrying the food boxes of God's food, and Xianyu stepped forward to replace the paper pendant that was stained with fine dust, and changed the water for the poplar tree branches.

Putting the jade string back into the sakura, Xianyu withdrew his hand in distress and said, "The Yangtong branch used for worship has taken root again, and it will have to be removed after staying in the bottle for a few days." It stands to reason that the branch would not be so It is easy to take root, at least when other people's houses are enshrined, such strange things rarely happen, but every time she replaces a new branch, it will grow roots and burst the bottle. Up to now, the poplar tree transplanted to the backyard has taken up half of the yard. If this continues, she will have to transplant the redundant saplings to Arashiyama.

"This is a good thing, Mr. Ji, Yang Tong is a prosperous tree, and this is a good omen." The maids said with smiles.

"The descendants of the Yuan family can make a fortune by selling wood, so it is indeed a good omen." Xianyu shrugged, and the image of Brother Yuan Yoshitsune selling wood to prepare for the army's salary appeared in her mind, she quickly shook her head to describe this magical scene Throwing it out of his mind, he took the divine food from the handmaidens and put it in the case, and knelt in front of the altar to recite the congratulatory speech.

"...worshiping here in front of God... Ah, that's right!" Halfway through the congratulatory speech, Xianyu changed his words as if suddenly remembering something, and asked, "Master Lian, if you are free now, can you help me see how to repair this sword?" Is it?" She got up and dragged the vibrating paper clip into the house, and put it in front of the shrine under the horrified eyes of the maids.Hearing the sound of inhalation coming from all around, Xianyu reacted slowly, and said, "I'm sorry, it seems that I haven't finished reciting the congratulations, so wait for me to finish reciting...in awe, that's all..."

This remedy was obviously a step too late, and the projection of the god had already appeared in front of Xianyu.Since Iga was a long way from the capital city, Ichimolian came to the city as soon as he received the call. He looked down at the girl who was reciting the congratulatory speech at three times the speed, and tapped her eyebrows with his finger, with a slight smile. road:

[Miko. ]

Xianyu, who folded his hands and recited the speech, opened his eyes, and the pale and thin face of the god appeared in front of her. Except for his divine power, he didn't seem to have changed at all, and he was still the same as when she left.Xian Yu stretched out her hand, and her fingertips pierced through his impromptu ghost, she quickly stopped her hand, frowned and asked in confusion: "Did you really eat well?"

Yimulian's remaining eyes blinked in astonishment, he seemed to be stopped by her question, and after a while he slowly said: [Yes...] This answer obviously lacks confidence.

The Shenlong entrenched on the shoulder of the god snorted, cheating fish, never had a good meal.Master Yimulian gave most of the divine food to the old people and children in the village, leaving only those made by the witch.In the past, the treasure house of the Forging God contained secret treasures bestowed by the gods, but now there are rows of rice buckets. As far as the appetite of an adult is concerned, it would not be enough to eat it up for hundreds of years.

Hearing Fenglong's snort, Yimulian obviously didn't want it to expose himself, and took the initiative to bring the topic back: [Where is the knife that needs to be repaired? ]

"That's it." Offer the paper clip to the gods.

[…] Fengshen-sama, who was able to enjoy the Kagura Dance of his Miko Bliss Pure Land version without changing his face, now held a giant paperclip in his hand and fell into a rare silence.

"If you can't fix it, forget it. After all, it's just the body of the gods, and you can get the same one." Originally, the main purpose of her summoning Lord Lian was just to talk to him. Everything she encountered in the past few years can be done by herself. Solve it, try not to bother him as much as possible, which also caused the two of them to have no chance to talk to each other.

Yimulian didn't know what Xianyu was thinking. He has no physical body now, but he can use divine power to hold the Da Dao that has been abducted into a strange shape in the air. He said: [It can be repaired. ]

Unlike the sword named California Kiyomitsu that he had restored earlier, what the witch held in her hand was not the original blade that formed Fusangshen, but the Yushen body that carried the spirit of Fusangshen, and it was relatively easy to repair.He spread his hands, and the blade twisted into a weird shape by Xianyu turned into a burning state again. It stretched out its body in the hands of the god, and the impurities in Yushen's body also flowed out.Yimulian's fingers brushed against the knife body, and the uneven blunt iron turned into a sharp blade that could be broken by blowing hairs, and the traces of being corroded by Yin Qi disappeared.

The sword tempered by the hands of the gods is no longer a prop used by current political parties to carry the power of the gods, but only as a sword, it is also a masterpiece in the world.

Shenming waved his hand to dissipate the remaining heat on the knife, lowered his wrist, and brought the knife back to Xianyu. She took two steps back and directly raised her hand to catch the knife.After one glance and one pause, she attached the sheath to the knife before putting it back in her hand.Xian Yu withdrew his hand, and pulled hard, ignoring the remaining heat on the scabbard, half of her face was immediately reflected clearly on the bright scabbard.

"It's amazing, Master Lian." Xianyu, who made a paperclip by himself and knows how difficult it is to control power, said with emotion. He didn't expect Master Fengshen to have this skill.Putting the knife back into its sheath, Xian Yu hugged it in his arms, and said with some shame, "I'll trouble you to do it in the end." I was just asking with an attitude of giving it a try.

[I am very happy to be able to help you. ]

The god raised his hand and stroked the top of her hair, his voice was still gentle from thousands of miles away, and after leaving these words, he eliminated this avatar and did not stay in the human world.After he left, the maids who had been kneeling on the ground without daring to lift their heads straightened up with a sigh of relief, while Xianyu bent down holding the knife, and then hurriedly shouted: "Wait, take the god's food take away!"

Ichimokuren in the shrine had a rare look of weakness on his face, while the wind dragon flicked its tail excitedly, and swept away the food placed on the white wooden table.The dragon is a very principled dragon. It will eat the food of the gods, but it will not eat the food made by the witch, which only belongs to the wind god.

Seeing the disappearance of the food on the white wood case, Xianyu left with the knife in her arms, touched the knife outfit covered with exquisite patterns, and murmured thoughtfully: "Master Fengshen...Forging God...should..." A terrifying guess for her took shape in her mind, but before she could think about it, she heard the maids around her yelling, "Ji Jun, is that Lord Fengshen?"

Xianyu came back to his senses, nodded and said, "Yes."

"It turns out to be such a good-looking god, Ji Jun is so happy." Several maids said with longing looks on their faces.

"..." Xianyu narrowed her eyes and was speechless.Ping'an Jing is still very real, this is the era of Yangou, yesterday the maids were still lamenting Ji Jun's misfortune, and he went to the barren mountains to serve the gods, but today they changed their tone after seeing Lord Yimulian.

Holding the repaired knife, Xianyu walked lightly towards the dormitory. The song fairy in the corridor was trimming the flower branches, and said to Luan: "In the Heian period, flower arrangement was still in its infancy. Everyone admired the beauty of nature. We should keep the most natural form of plants. It was not until the period of the Muromachi shogunate that there were the first erect flowers. The branches of erect flowers are the real ones, and the seasonal flowers and plants are used as the grass to assist..."

"I know this. It's Yi Zhenggong who is admiring it." Luan couldn't help but think of the era he had experienced.

Ge Xian laughed and said: "By the way, Ran was at General Ashikaga's house, so he should be quite familiar with it."

"That's not true, you can continue talking." Luan was full of interest.

Song Xian was encouraged to continue, but the shouts outside the door interrupted him. Several warriors carried boxes and lowered their heads and entered the inner courtyard. One of them said, "Lord Song Xian, this is a letter for you." The blood book is kept.After he finished speaking, he lifted out a heavier box, wiped off his sweat and said, "There is also this one, which is from the ministers' family Ji Jun... and His Royal Highness the Inner Prince." Love letter.

Xianyu lay on the pillar silently covering her heart, being single limited her imagination.

She always felt that she was leading a villain if she wanted to take Song Xian out of the capital. Xianyu, who was full of guilt, dragged her heavy steps back to her bedroom. I urgently need a little angel full of positive energy to heal me." After speaking, she solemnly put her hand on the sword and injected her spiritual power into it.

After several years, the familiar flower petals fell in front of his eyes. Under Xianyu's expectant eyes, the really ill-fated Fu Sangshen woke up on Yushen Body.She couldn't help raising her body and looking up, she was facing a pair of clear blue eyes, the gorgeous blond hair flashed by, and then buried in the worn white cloth.

The newly arrived Fu Sangshen had a sullen face, seemingly calm and steady, but his clenched and trembling fists revealed all his thoughts.He lowered his head and looked at Xianyu, and said, "I am Yamabagiri Kunihiro. The sword that was entrusted by Ashikaga Castle Lord Nagao Kencho...is a replica of Yamabagiri."

"Shan, Shanbaoqie...does it mean to have cut Shanbao?" Xianyu's face was full of sweat. This familiar naming method must be the fault of their old Yuan's family again. Such a handsome guy named him Shanbao .

"That's right...it's just a counterfeit..." He tilted his head and said in a low voice, seeing Xianyu's strange eyes, he said again: "What kind of eyes do you have, do you mind if I'm a counterfeit?"

Xianyu hurriedly shook her head, what does she care about, she herself is...

are all...

Yes……

Fake!

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Suddenly autistic.

Yamabuchi Kunihiro had imagined all the reactions of the examiner, whether it was acceptance or rejection, but he never expected that the young girl in front of her would suddenly pull the quilt over her head, and shrank into a corner with a deeply depressed face and melancholy.Frightened by the sudden appearance of Xinbei, he didn't care about his background, and hurriedly asked, "You, what's wrong with you?"

Xianyu, who was poked into the heart of the glass, sighed, and said, "You are a knife entrusted with human thoughts and expected to be born, but I..." She is a thief, an incompetent counterfeit.She shrank into the quilt and said depressedly: "I'm sorry... Anyway, I'm this kind of guy, don't expect anything from me..."

"What are you talking about???" Fu Sangshen was inexplicable, he tried to comfort her, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only stumble and say: "Actually, it's not like me even if it's a counterfeit... Kunihiro's number one masterpiece, so you too... Anyway, cheer up first?"

Wrapping herself completely with the quilt, Xianyu balled into a ball: "Just let me decay like this..."

Seeing her such a negative look, Yamabuchi Kiri Kunihiro, who had never thought of flipping his position and being robbed of his lines, panicked. He walked around Xianyu more than a dozen times, but he didn't hold back a few words of comfort, thinking about the topic. I'm about to cry.

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