Blade of the Sun [Comprehensive]
Chapter 25
In the eyes of ghosts, human beings are divided into edible people and ghost killing teams.The former can be divided into ordinary people and thin blood. "Thin blood" people usually exude a more beautiful and attractive smell than ordinary people, and eating one thin blood is equivalent to eating ten or even a hundred ordinary people.
Generally speaking, as long as it is a ghost, it wants to eat thin blood.
But not all ghosts can swallow it.
Smell that tempting smell.
Hei Simou's nostrils were full of that smell.
He was standing among a clump of red maple trees, and the red maple leaves made his purple checkered clothes a bit colorful, like a little girl's clothes.
He just stood there, watching the wisteria and red flowers pick a maple leaf, a flower, a branch, and a butterfly whose wings had been cut off.
At those times, he could see the slightly surprised expression on the other party's face.
younger brother.
His emotions were so vivid, it was all on his face.
What about the sun wheel?
Frowning slightly.
When not speaking, there is no expression on the whole face.His side face is slender, with a slightly sharp curvature, and thin lips, and the old man said that people with thin lips are usually fickle.
……
Hei Si Mou didn't know what he was thinking.
He felt like he was going crazy, being manipulated by something weird.
He couldn't convince himself with the reason of "thin blood".
And in the past years, it's not that he hasn't tasted the taste of thin blood.
In fact, people all taste the same.
Nausea.
Make him sick.
But if you don't eat people, you can't become stronger, and you can't trample your god-loved brother (Yuichi) under your feet.
He is like a person who is gluttonous and vomiting, trying to use the short-term feeling of fullness to gather strength.
Hei Si Mou thought so before.
……
But what good is that?
But is that any good at all?
Nothing works.
Hei Si Mou disappeared from the red maple.
But on the way back, he was in a string of red, opposite a pair of red-brown eyes.
red eyes.
A flower umbrella is tied around the waist.
Twelve or thirteen years old, this age is as soft and beautiful as a girl.
"Please wait!"
Wisteria Rilun, who was hundreds of meters away from Heishimu, suddenly shouted.
"Please wait!"
Black Death Mou disappeared in place.There was not even a single footprint where he had stood.
Rilun's footsteps stopped halfway.
There was no one in front of him.
In fact, he really wanted to ask, just ask the man in purple clothes with a square-shaped saber on his waist.
The man who looked about 25 or six years old.
He just wanted to ask one question.
I want to ask if there is a word "strict" in the other party's name.
But this is obviously impossible.
Because Ah Yan...Jiguo Yan Sheng, he can't live till now.
He's just an ordinary human being.
■
In order to become a samurai, Ah Yan gave as much time as he could.His schedule is very tight, and it is not easy to spare some time to play with his brother who can't hear or speak.
There are some white sands, a plum tree, and a pine and cypress in the courtyard.The scorching sun was on his head, and he was still practicing how to swing a knife under the sun.
Even if the shade is right next to him.
Although the weight of the bag bamboo knife is nothing to adults, it is still a little difficult for a seven-year-old child.
Every time Ah Yan swung the knife, his wrist would vibrate.Usually after such a day of practice, his wrist will be swollen for a while.Normally, he would continue training the next day with such a quotient.
Even the best ointments are useless.
Ah Yan thought of the tube of ointment that A Yuan handed him in the small room.
Where did you get it secretly...
There was a pause in his thoughts.In the blink of an eye, he found that a child who was smaller than him was already standing under the eaves.
It's Ah Yuan.
"Why did you come out? It's very sunny outside." Ah Yan persuaded kindly.A Yuan who doesn't come out very often and always stays in the room must not be able to stand such a big sun, maybe she will get sunburned.
"Go back quickly. I can't play with you now, I have to practice my knife."
Suddenly a small cool wind blew.
The pine and cypress shook, but the pine needles on it were hard, and none of them fell off because of the wind.
Ah Yan looked at the other party with an indifferent expression.
Then, he saw that A Yuan never opened his lips and opened a gap.
It was as if someone had sprinkled a black dirt on the white ground.
Ah Yuan opened his mouth.
But what about opening your mouth?He can't speak, no one taught him to speak.
"Is my brother's wish to become the number one warrior in this country?"
All sounds are silent.
Ah Yan thought he was hallucinating and heard wrong.
But A Yuan's expressionless face unexpectedly showed a smile.His lips curled up, his eyebrows and eyes curled up.
"Is your brother's wish to become the number one warrior in this country?" He had never spoken before, but he spoke in an unusually fluent manner.
A Yuan, who was wearing coarse clothes, stood under the eaves and said to A Yan.
"Then I shall be the second best warrior in this country."
……
What nonsense are you talking about.
Compared with the fact that the other party could speak, what made Ah Yan even more absurd was the content of what Ah Yuan said.
To be the second best samurai in this country?
Ah Yan felt that this was impossible.
Ah Yan felt that Ah Yuan could do nothing.
If he could, he wouldn't have been locked up in that three-fold room for seven full years.
In Ah Yan's view, the words of the other party are like fragile soap bubbles, which will be pierced by the terrible reality anytime and anywhere.
"Stop talking. Go back to your room, you're going to get sunburned."
A Yuan's eyes are big, but there is no expression.
But this time, those eyes were full of something.
His eyes are glowing.
It's unbelievable...
What's up with him?
Ah Yan felt that Ah Yuan had become very strange.
But later, he found that A Yuan didn't do anything after expressing that wish.He was still the clumsy little kid who could only snuggle on his mother's left side and play games with him (and couldn't play well at all).
A little bit angry at this time.
Ah Yan thought, since he couldn't do it, why did he say such things so easily?
But in the next second, he gave himself another light slap.
Because I have been locked up in such a narrow place, I don't know anything about the outside world, so I can say things like that.And when he thought that the other party would be sent to the temple to practice at the age of ten and leave the family forever, the pity in his heart flooded again and drowned the little anger.
……
Regarding the fact that Ah Yuan was able to speak, the mother just smiled slightly.Because once Mrs. Zi spoke, she would cough immediately, the more she coughed, the worse she even coughed up blood.
The attitude of the father's side is really uncomfortable.
The father of the two brothers, Kuangichi Ji Kuni, did not show the slightest smile after hearing that his second son, who had never spoken, could speak.This most standard samurai in the Warring States Period didn't show any interest in the seemingly useless second son. His task was only to raise him until he was ten years old and send him to the temple.
He should have been strangled by the midwife seven years ago, on the day the brindle-faced child was born.
The reason why she stayed until today is entirely because Mrs. Zi was furious regardless of the body she had just given birth to protect this little life.
Ah Yan only felt that his father had no sympathy.
Because Ah Yuan is really pitiful.
He still remembered that the last time, after Ji Guokuang found out that he gave away his toys to the other party, Ah Yan was severely punished by him.
"Don't have sympathy for that evil thing." In this era, twins have always been regarded as ominous proof.
...It is clearly not the case.
Ah Yan thought.
Anyone with a little bit of a clear mind would know that this is impossible.
Have you seen any family suffer disaster because of the birth of a pair of twins?
No.
The only things people can't resist are natural disasters and man-made disasters.And because human beings are no match for such unforeseen and insurmountable disasters, blaming all this on the "human" factor seems to guarantee that their mood will be better than before.
I don't understand.
The world of adults is really hard to understand.
……
Ah Yuan came out more and more often, and he no longer hid alone in that small room without sunlight.
Turns out he doesn't get sunburned.Ah Yan who realized this was slightly relieved.
In his heart, A Yuan is weak, a weak existence that needs to be paid attention to and protected.
His father sent his trusted subordinates to teach him how to practice swordsmanship.The subordinate handed him a wooden knife, while he took a bag bamboo knife.The blow caused by the bag bamboo knife is less than that of the wooden knife, but Ah Yan, who is holding the wooden knife, can't hit his father's subordinates at all.
The subordinates who had been with Ji Guokuang for a long time easily defeated Yan.
No matter how Ah Yan attacks, he can't hit the opponent.
Ah Yan's hands are too small, his current body is too petite, his speed is too slow, his strength is too weak, and he can't be compared with his father's subordinates who enter and leave the battlefield at all.
The subordinate smiled and said: "Please don't worry, Mr. Yan is already very powerful among his peers. Children from other families may not even be able to hold a knife steadily."
Even though he said so, Ah Yan was still full of shame.
He practiced hard for so long, but he couldn't even touch the opponent's body.The wooden knife is so long, but he couldn't touch the body of his subordinates.
When can I grow up?
When will you have thick hands and a slender body?
a.
Ah Yan felt that as long as he continued to practice hard, he would definitely become a great warrior like his father.
he is very smart.
So the process will be shortened.
Ah Yuan stood aside and looked at him.
"I, can I have a try?"
For the first time he made his request.
Generally speaking, as long as it is a ghost, it wants to eat thin blood.
But not all ghosts can swallow it.
Smell that tempting smell.
Hei Simou's nostrils were full of that smell.
He was standing among a clump of red maple trees, and the red maple leaves made his purple checkered clothes a bit colorful, like a little girl's clothes.
He just stood there, watching the wisteria and red flowers pick a maple leaf, a flower, a branch, and a butterfly whose wings had been cut off.
At those times, he could see the slightly surprised expression on the other party's face.
younger brother.
His emotions were so vivid, it was all on his face.
What about the sun wheel?
Frowning slightly.
When not speaking, there is no expression on the whole face.His side face is slender, with a slightly sharp curvature, and thin lips, and the old man said that people with thin lips are usually fickle.
……
Hei Si Mou didn't know what he was thinking.
He felt like he was going crazy, being manipulated by something weird.
He couldn't convince himself with the reason of "thin blood".
And in the past years, it's not that he hasn't tasted the taste of thin blood.
In fact, people all taste the same.
Nausea.
Make him sick.
But if you don't eat people, you can't become stronger, and you can't trample your god-loved brother (Yuichi) under your feet.
He is like a person who is gluttonous and vomiting, trying to use the short-term feeling of fullness to gather strength.
Hei Si Mou thought so before.
……
But what good is that?
But is that any good at all?
Nothing works.
Hei Si Mou disappeared from the red maple.
But on the way back, he was in a string of red, opposite a pair of red-brown eyes.
red eyes.
A flower umbrella is tied around the waist.
Twelve or thirteen years old, this age is as soft and beautiful as a girl.
"Please wait!"
Wisteria Rilun, who was hundreds of meters away from Heishimu, suddenly shouted.
"Please wait!"
Black Death Mou disappeared in place.There was not even a single footprint where he had stood.
Rilun's footsteps stopped halfway.
There was no one in front of him.
In fact, he really wanted to ask, just ask the man in purple clothes with a square-shaped saber on his waist.
The man who looked about 25 or six years old.
He just wanted to ask one question.
I want to ask if there is a word "strict" in the other party's name.
But this is obviously impossible.
Because Ah Yan...Jiguo Yan Sheng, he can't live till now.
He's just an ordinary human being.
■
In order to become a samurai, Ah Yan gave as much time as he could.His schedule is very tight, and it is not easy to spare some time to play with his brother who can't hear or speak.
There are some white sands, a plum tree, and a pine and cypress in the courtyard.The scorching sun was on his head, and he was still practicing how to swing a knife under the sun.
Even if the shade is right next to him.
Although the weight of the bag bamboo knife is nothing to adults, it is still a little difficult for a seven-year-old child.
Every time Ah Yan swung the knife, his wrist would vibrate.Usually after such a day of practice, his wrist will be swollen for a while.Normally, he would continue training the next day with such a quotient.
Even the best ointments are useless.
Ah Yan thought of the tube of ointment that A Yuan handed him in the small room.
Where did you get it secretly...
There was a pause in his thoughts.In the blink of an eye, he found that a child who was smaller than him was already standing under the eaves.
It's Ah Yuan.
"Why did you come out? It's very sunny outside." Ah Yan persuaded kindly.A Yuan who doesn't come out very often and always stays in the room must not be able to stand such a big sun, maybe she will get sunburned.
"Go back quickly. I can't play with you now, I have to practice my knife."
Suddenly a small cool wind blew.
The pine and cypress shook, but the pine needles on it were hard, and none of them fell off because of the wind.
Ah Yan looked at the other party with an indifferent expression.
Then, he saw that A Yuan never opened his lips and opened a gap.
It was as if someone had sprinkled a black dirt on the white ground.
Ah Yuan opened his mouth.
But what about opening your mouth?He can't speak, no one taught him to speak.
"Is my brother's wish to become the number one warrior in this country?"
All sounds are silent.
Ah Yan thought he was hallucinating and heard wrong.
But A Yuan's expressionless face unexpectedly showed a smile.His lips curled up, his eyebrows and eyes curled up.
"Is your brother's wish to become the number one warrior in this country?" He had never spoken before, but he spoke in an unusually fluent manner.
A Yuan, who was wearing coarse clothes, stood under the eaves and said to A Yan.
"Then I shall be the second best warrior in this country."
……
What nonsense are you talking about.
Compared with the fact that the other party could speak, what made Ah Yan even more absurd was the content of what Ah Yuan said.
To be the second best samurai in this country?
Ah Yan felt that this was impossible.
Ah Yan felt that Ah Yuan could do nothing.
If he could, he wouldn't have been locked up in that three-fold room for seven full years.
In Ah Yan's view, the words of the other party are like fragile soap bubbles, which will be pierced by the terrible reality anytime and anywhere.
"Stop talking. Go back to your room, you're going to get sunburned."
A Yuan's eyes are big, but there is no expression.
But this time, those eyes were full of something.
His eyes are glowing.
It's unbelievable...
What's up with him?
Ah Yan felt that Ah Yuan had become very strange.
But later, he found that A Yuan didn't do anything after expressing that wish.He was still the clumsy little kid who could only snuggle on his mother's left side and play games with him (and couldn't play well at all).
A little bit angry at this time.
Ah Yan thought, since he couldn't do it, why did he say such things so easily?
But in the next second, he gave himself another light slap.
Because I have been locked up in such a narrow place, I don't know anything about the outside world, so I can say things like that.And when he thought that the other party would be sent to the temple to practice at the age of ten and leave the family forever, the pity in his heart flooded again and drowned the little anger.
……
Regarding the fact that Ah Yuan was able to speak, the mother just smiled slightly.Because once Mrs. Zi spoke, she would cough immediately, the more she coughed, the worse she even coughed up blood.
The attitude of the father's side is really uncomfortable.
The father of the two brothers, Kuangichi Ji Kuni, did not show the slightest smile after hearing that his second son, who had never spoken, could speak.This most standard samurai in the Warring States Period didn't show any interest in the seemingly useless second son. His task was only to raise him until he was ten years old and send him to the temple.
He should have been strangled by the midwife seven years ago, on the day the brindle-faced child was born.
The reason why she stayed until today is entirely because Mrs. Zi was furious regardless of the body she had just given birth to protect this little life.
Ah Yan only felt that his father had no sympathy.
Because Ah Yuan is really pitiful.
He still remembered that the last time, after Ji Guokuang found out that he gave away his toys to the other party, Ah Yan was severely punished by him.
"Don't have sympathy for that evil thing." In this era, twins have always been regarded as ominous proof.
...It is clearly not the case.
Ah Yan thought.
Anyone with a little bit of a clear mind would know that this is impossible.
Have you seen any family suffer disaster because of the birth of a pair of twins?
No.
The only things people can't resist are natural disasters and man-made disasters.And because human beings are no match for such unforeseen and insurmountable disasters, blaming all this on the "human" factor seems to guarantee that their mood will be better than before.
I don't understand.
The world of adults is really hard to understand.
……
Ah Yuan came out more and more often, and he no longer hid alone in that small room without sunlight.
Turns out he doesn't get sunburned.Ah Yan who realized this was slightly relieved.
In his heart, A Yuan is weak, a weak existence that needs to be paid attention to and protected.
His father sent his trusted subordinates to teach him how to practice swordsmanship.The subordinate handed him a wooden knife, while he took a bag bamboo knife.The blow caused by the bag bamboo knife is less than that of the wooden knife, but Ah Yan, who is holding the wooden knife, can't hit his father's subordinates at all.
The subordinates who had been with Ji Guokuang for a long time easily defeated Yan.
No matter how Ah Yan attacks, he can't hit the opponent.
Ah Yan's hands are too small, his current body is too petite, his speed is too slow, his strength is too weak, and he can't be compared with his father's subordinates who enter and leave the battlefield at all.
The subordinate smiled and said: "Please don't worry, Mr. Yan is already very powerful among his peers. Children from other families may not even be able to hold a knife steadily."
Even though he said so, Ah Yan was still full of shame.
He practiced hard for so long, but he couldn't even touch the opponent's body.The wooden knife is so long, but he couldn't touch the body of his subordinates.
When can I grow up?
When will you have thick hands and a slender body?
a.
Ah Yan felt that as long as he continued to practice hard, he would definitely become a great warrior like his father.
he is very smart.
So the process will be shortened.
Ah Yuan stood aside and looked at him.
"I, can I have a try?"
For the first time he made his request.
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