Directly smash or go through the process

Azhao still doesn't know what's going on now, he staggers the wildly flying cherry blossom petals in front of him, and looks at a group of youths standing in front of him... with weird hair color and attire (that's what they call him) and even There are also children, who don't know what to say for a while, and the only one with a normal painting style is probably the girl standing at the front of the line, a bit like a middle school student.

Because of his illness, he hadn't seen anyone other than a doctor, including his parents, for a long time, so suddenly facing a group of (emphasis) people, he didn't know how to break the embarrassment in front of him.

So, he took half a step back slightly, retracted his gaze, and lowered his eyebrows.

There was also a white pigeon (?) standing on his shoulder with its head tilted. Its chubby body matched with the same bewildered face as him, it was so stupid.

What's going on! ! !

No... isn't it over already?He has persisted for a long time, but why... he can stand up again, and go outside without dizziness or body pain——

What the hell? !

The atmosphere seemed a little awkward, he thought.

He can always feel other people's emotions keenly, but he is not good at comforting them, just as others don't know his pain, even if they know, there is no way to comfort him, there is no such power as empathy in the world, pain and pain Grief is not connected.

So, what to do now?Ah Zhao thought seriously. He was sick from a very young age, left school, lived in a single ward in the hospital, and later lived in his own bedroom. In his short life of more than twenty years, most of the time Spending in a daze or drowsiness, he spends very little time dealing with others. Faced with such a scene, he has little emotional change and can only back down and bow his head to express his resistance. Too intense emotions will bring harm to the body. The burden will make him very painful.

Maybe... say hello first, right?

Ok.

How are you?good afternoon?Hello everyone?

Forget it, let's leave quickly.

He continued to take a step back, in the eyes of those looking or probing, intending to escape from this scene that made him feel suffocated.

"Xiao Wudian, why don't you introduce yourself to everyone?"

When Ah Zhao was about to leave, the girl with a barely normal painting style broke the deadlock and said a little embarrassedly, .

Xiao Wu?who?

Azhao thought for a moment in confusion, raised his head, and looked at the girl: "Xiaowu...who is it?"

After asking this sentence, he found that the atmosphere became even more strange.

"Keyword trigger, task release: Task [-], please introduce yourself to everyone."

"The identity of the tasker is confirmed: Xiao Wu, Tai Dao, the imitation sword of Higakiri, two feet seven inches long, reappeared before the eyes of the world after sinking into the bottom of the sea."

So this is ah……

Ah Zhao touched the Taidao hanging on his waist. He didn't understand swords, but when he touched this sword, something suddenly appeared in his mind. Lost.

and many more……

What is this panel!What's going on!Even if you die, shouldn't even the race change? !

"Mission Countdown: 0:59"

The time on the panel jumped from second to second, and the border began to appear light red. I always felt that if I did not follow what it said, something bad would happen. Azhao had no choice but to take off the main body and put it flat in the palm of my hand. 'Introduce' yourself to everyone: "This is Xiaowu."

He said.

There is absolutely no way to say that I am the Sword Fusangshen, it's too... Secondary.

A Zhao who considers himself a mature and steady adult who doesn't cry out for pain from injections, medicines and chemotherapy, Azhao would not think of himself as a knife.

The middle school student on the opposite side looked at A Zhao with regret, the sympathy and pity in his eyes made A Zhao a little puzzled, what did he say wrong?

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

After the first sentence was uttered, the subsequent communication became smoother.

At the very least, he had given up the idea of ​​fleeing, and planned to figure out the situation here.

Nothing is right here? !The judge who looked like a junior high school student did not answer this question, but bent down and picked up the fox who was squatting on the ground: "Foxosuke! What's going on here? It's not that Zhenxiao Wudian is normal. Yes, no! One! Dot! Dot! Question?"

Now that it looks like this, if there is no problem, no one will believe it, okay? !Look at the bewildered expression on the face that almost resembles Mustache Kirito, look at the doubts in the pair of gold and silver pupils, and also, which family's Fu Sangshen introduced that he can take out the body knife, Seriously say this is xx?Is this the starting word for Xiaowudian?

Is this okay? !

Except for the appearance, there is no place like it!

The judge shook the fox in his hand, and there seemed to be a large shadow shrouded behind him.

"Ah, Lord God Judge, Xiao Wudian is the only man with a sword in the Dark Falling Honmaru who has not fallen into the dark. The current affairs have checked it, and there is no problem at all... In this situation, Fox Nosuke is not Clear!"

Ah Zhao stood there, looking at the talking fox with puzzled eyes, did he have hallucinations just now, that fox actually spoke? !Difficult... Could it be a monster?

A Zhao blinked, stepped back vigilantly, and hugged Xiao Wu into his arms.

"Hahahaha, very good, very good, why don't I let the old man take Xiao Wudian to visit the Honmaru, so that we can understand the situation..."

The young man in blue clothes with beautiful golden tassels on his hair standing behind the junior middle school student, suddenly laughed, those eyes looked over, with a gentle smile, Azhao seemed to see the ancient bright moon hanging high in his eyes.

etc!Do normal people have moons in their eyes?I'm afraid it's another monster!

Mom, what is this place!There are monsters here!

"Grandpa, stop making trouble, you will get lost later, and I want everyone to find you..." The middle school student's god judge refused this request, just joking, who would dare to let the famous lost grandpa of Honmaru bring people to know Honmaru, and wait for him Will probably have to find two people.

Therefore, the judges set their sights on today's valet—the reliable Awataguchi elder brother Yiqi Yishin.

Because Xiaowu was rescued from the dark falling sword, even though Shizheng confirmed that there was no dark falling breath on Zhendao, and that he was an ordinary full-strength Sanhua Taidao Xiaowu, everyone in this pill still didn't agree. Don't worry, the big guys who didn't go on an expedition and went out to the battle, all wore the team uniform and brought their bodies here to protect the god examiner and summon Xiaowu.

It turned out that Xiao Wudian didn't remember anything at all, and his memory was so lacking that he didn't even know his own identity, which was even more exaggerated than the bones of Awataguchi's family, Fujishiro.

"In the first phase of the palace, I will ask you, Xiaowu, to get him familiar with Honmaru, help him arrange the room, and then go to dinner with everyone. I will write a report and report this to Shizheng. At least I must find out the reason for his amnesia." The judge asked, please.

Amnesia?I don't have amnesia... Azhao looked at this girl in bewilderment as she decided what to do next, with a look of confusion on her face.

"I am Ichiki Ishin, the only Taidao forged by Yoshimitsu Awataguchi, and Toshiro is my younger brother. Let me take you to understand the situation. If you want to know anything, you can ask me."

The young man with short water-colored hair had an elegant posture and a gentle expression, which made Ah Zhao feel relaxed.

"Let's leave, everyone, go and play if you have nothing to do, and don't run away if you're insider! Remember to eat later, and there! Don't scare Xiao Wudian."

The judge looked at a large group of men with swords and swords in front of him, and told him that he was already proficient in these words.

"Hi!" The child-like dagger agreed first.

The adult swordsmen with relatively calm personalities also nodded, what should they do? One of the autistic group, Yamabagiri Kunihiro and Okurigara, stood far away wrapped in a sheet, and the other turned and left.

"Hahaha, if that's the case, then I'll leave it to you, Lord Yuqian." The self-proclaimed grandfather, so that he could see that the old monster tilted his head and blinked, and his laughter was quite magical.

……

Ah Zhao, who hung the main body knife back to his waist, followed Yiqi Yizheng through the entire Honmaru, and finally understood his situation. He is now Xiaowu, an old knife in the Heian period, which should have disappeared in history , but was recruited by current affairs, signed a contract, and was awakened by the god judge.

Uh……

In fact, he has no resistance to becoming a sword Fusangshen, whether it is a human being or Fusangshen, he seldom thinks about such issues. In just 20 years, he has not realized the shackles of the world. He is most worried now. The problem is, what if you don't know how to fight?

It is said that their men of swords and swords will fight against the time-traveling army and protect history.

He is a pseudo-disabled person who is not even allowed to attend gym class, so what can he use to fight others? !

In the first episode, Yizhen introduced everything in the Honmaru, while observing the only sword from the Dark Fallen Honmaru that did not have a dark fall. It is said that the current political suppression forces violently broke through the defensive formation of the Honmaru, and the entire Honmaru was empty. Except for Xiao Wu sitting under the torii gate, there was no trace of the other fusangshen, not even the remains of broken knives and swords.

It doesn't look like Dark Falling Honmaru at all.

Therefore, after the vibrating knife was checked that there was no problem at all, it was given to my own Honmaru as a reward.

A very silent, very introverted person, Yiqi Yizhen's first impression of Xiaowu, probably because of the imitation knife, it really looks like a mustache cut, but... after thinking about it, I was sent by the god judge today Genji Zhongbao, who went on an expedition, really has a completely different style.

It's a bit like Minghu's character...

Thinking of his little uncle, the eyes that fell on A Zhao became softer.

A Zhao didn't notice this at all, he hugged the fat pigeon flying around him in his arms, stroked the pigeon's head, and suddenly remembered the pigeon soup made by his aunt at home.

"It's quite fat..." He whispered this sentence.

In the first episode, he was puzzled: "What?"

"Pigeon, it's quite fat..." Azhao raised the pigeon in his hand to the level of his eyes, and answered the question with a start.

The expression of Yizheng was a bit indescribable: "...Xiao Wudian, that is your companion spirit, and, if I read correctly, it is a white crow."

It's not a fat pigeon, please don't look at it with eyes that want to eat.