After transmigrating into the book, the heartthrob Shizun lost his horse

On the day Wenhong crawled out of the ghost cave, it rained heavily in southern Xinjiang.He looked back at the cave filled with rainwater, the sea of ​​blood was diluted and turned into a warm pink, and several swollen corpses lay beside him.

The fishy smell was diluted by the smell of rain, Wenhong lay on his back in the mudflat, watching the first rain he saw in this world, drop by drop slowly falling into his pupils.

The clothes were bestowed on him by some kind of ghost repairer, but they had already been torn into strips.The blood stains on his body could not be washed away.

But he didn't care, and slightly stuck out the tip of his tongue to catch some rainwater.

Is this what being new feels like?Where to go next, he thought aimlessly. After all, he is a human being, so let's return to the human world.

……

"Sword spirit?" A shadow fell down, covering the rainy sky and the rain, "If you can change back to the sword shape and sign the master-servant contract, I will take you back."

"Become a sword?" Wen Hong raised his head and looked at the strange man in front of him in confusion, "I'm obviously a human, how could it be possible..."

into a sword?He climbed back step by step from the brink of death, but in exchange for a body that could only live in forever?

This is not the freedom he wants!

Suddenly a withered hand grabbed his ankle tightly and dragged him to the ghost cave.

Wenhong's eyes widened in horror, and he kicked his legs desperately, drawing long marks in the mud with his ten fingers.

Still too weak...

He looked up at the gray sky in despair, and stretched out his hand to the strange man. Just before returning to the dank, cold, dark ghost cave, the man took his hand .

Strange moonlight rays flowed on his fingertips. Suddenly, the six senses and five senses disappeared, and his ankles easily slipped out of the ghost's claws. His body was cold and stiff, but he possessed the power to pierce flesh and cut off his head.

That day, Wenhong rushed forward based on his feeling, and took Yu Chengzhou's hand, and stabbed Guixiu's body thousands of times, until his muscles and bones were torn apart and his intestines flowed all over the ground.

"Okay, okay, he's dead."

Wenhong felt his skinny body being carried on his back.The rain was still falling heavily, washing away the blood stains on the man's body, washing out a handsome and fair face, but it still ruthlessly kept every trace of bright red on Wen Hong's body.

The man walked in the muddy water with one foot deep and the other shallow, which was a bit strenuous.

"I am a sword, you can turn me into a sword on your back." Wenhong's eyes were as gray as the sky, and his tone didn't fluctuate at all.

The man didn't answer, turned him upside down, and continued walking, until he arrived at a quiet and deserted mountain top, with old trees, houses, and a clear spring.

He was thrown into a spring to be washed.

"I am a sword, you can turn me into a sword and wipe it." Wenhong stood motionless in the spring.

"Are you blaming me for telling you that you are a sword spirit?"

For the first time in 49 days, Wenhong's expression relaxed. He raised his head and looked at the man. After a while, he let out a breath and shook his head very slowly.

"That's good." A clean disciple's plain robe was thrown over, "I just want you to have the ability to protect yourself, so you don't have to worry about it and continue to be your person."

Wen Hong took the robe, soaked it in water, wiped the blood on his body little by little, and spread it out after wiping, the cloth was not dirty at all, it was as clean as ever.

He asked: "Then what should I call you, Master?"

But his master waved his hand and left.

A few days later, there was another boy who was the same age as him on the top of the mountain. He was also brought back by a man on his back one night, and he was also thin, small and dirty.

That was his master's apprentice, named Jiang Yu.

Wenhong felt that his human form was too dirty, so he changed into the shape of a clear white jade sword for a long time, and slept under the old tree.Whenever he wakes up in the afternoon, he can see a pair of round glass-like eyes.

A shadow cast over his heart for a moment, he subconsciously showed his sword edge, flashing his killing intent, but the young man was not afraid of him, he just ran away laughing and joking.Wen Hong moved to the surface of the water suspiciously, and what was reflected on the clear and calm water surface were his ice-blue sword tassels braided into small braids, and the big grimace painted on the sword body with fruit pulp.

The pulp was also red and as viscous as blood, but it tasted different.

From then on, Wenhong fell in love with pretending to sleep.

His body was itchy and he didn't move at all. When the boy finished his last stroke, he suddenly jumped up and chased him around the yard.

One day I woke up and asked Hong to look in the mirror, but he didn't find a big grimace. He saw a young man standing under the tree with his head up in worry.

Wen Hong didn't know what he was thinking. He hid among the trees and knocked down the fruit secretly, so that the child could trick himself with the fruit pulp?

He watched the young man under the tree leave contentedly holding the fruit, and then slipped down quietly. Who knew that the young man hid behind the tree, grabbed his sword tassel, and forced him to change back into a human form.

"You're hurting me!" Wen Hong suddenly threw him to the ground, wanting to cure this overactive little guy.He came out of the ghost cave, where the first reaction of all the children who were suppressed was to resist quickly, push away, and desperately wanted to escape the next nightmare.

But Jiang Yu still stared at him with those glass-like clean pupils without blinking. His long black hair was untied and spread out on the ground, like seaweed that could swim.

"Do you want to eat fruit?" When the fruit was pushed down just now, the fruit in the boy's arms rolled to the ground, he picked it up casually, rubbed it on Wenhong's clothes, and stuffed it into Wenhong's mouth, "No Dirty or not, I washed it just now."

Wen Hong took a bite hard, then carefully chewed and swallowed bit by bit, he slowly backed away from Jiang Yu, and understood that this child was well protected, hadn't learned to resist, and was different from himself .

The moonlight fell down through the gaps in the branches and flowed between the two of them.

"Are you also the apprentice picked up by Master?" Jiang Yu asked.

Wen Hong was silent for a moment, then shook his head.

Jiang Yu smiled and said, "I don't think so, you don't look like someone who is willing to be an apprentice, but I feel like a lone swordsman who can walk the world with his sword."

Wen Hong was amused by him, but he still had a straight face: "I am a sword, how can I use my sword to travel the world?"

The young man let out a nonchalant sigh, and took a bite of the fruit, "Wouldn't it be better to take care of yourself? If you want to be a human, if you want to be a sword, if you want to be a sword, a human and a sword are one, and a human is a weapon, so you don't have to practice those things." A sword summoning method."

Wenhong really wants to ask, if one day I want to go to the end of the world, will you take me with you?

But before he could ask, the young man grabbed his finger, "Hurry up, hurry up, change back, Master is back."

Jiang Yu used it to gesticulate under the tree at will, and the flowers and leaves on the branches flew off in shock. Before he could even pose twice, he quickly ran to the master not far away to invite him to reward him.

Wen Hong changed back to human form, and followed after a step slowly, only to hear the boy ask: "Master, what are you looking at, are you looking at me?"

The man chuckled: "I'm watching the snow fall on the branches."

The boy dragged on a long note dissatisfied.

"Master." Wenhong said suddenly.

The man looked at him with the same smile, and stroked his long hair that was still covered with blood.

Where the moonlight fell, there were two tall and low figures, and a bunch of long marks reflecting the jade-colored shimmer.

……

"Master, Master?" A pair of cat-like round eyes approached Wenhong, "What are you looking at? Are you looking at me?"

Wen Hong stretched out his hand and pinched the little apprentice's fleshy face, "I didn't look at you, I was looking at the snow falling on the branches."

The little apprentice frowned and moved his face away, "I seem to be different from others. I am always clumsy and can't practice these moves well. Is it because I am not naturally suitable for sword practice? Master, can you teach me some powerful moves? He paused and added, "You can't beat others even if you are bullied..."

Wenhong smiled, and took the wooden sword from the young apprentice, "Whoever bullies you, I will bully you back as a teacher."

Although he is stupid, but stupid people have stupid blessings, his master is the best swordsman in the world.The little apprentice smiled instantly, took his master's hand, and dragged him aggressively into the distance.

Where the moonlight falls this time, there are only two long traces reflecting the shimmering jade color, one is longer and the other is shorter.

The author has something to say: Guarding the truth of another person is probably the greatest tenderness that Wen Hongxue has learned

He also went to his own story, where he has his own

Thank you for reading ~ the end of the full text, thank you little angels, thank you for your tenderness, thank you for your company, I wish everything goes well and all is well! ^_^

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