Blade of the Sun [Comprehensive]

Yuan Yi had discovered the little tail behind him very early on, and in his line of sight, there was nothing to hide.

The boy curled himself into a ball and hid in the bushes.

Enichi and Hyakkimaru repeated the process of walking and resting-eating-walking-eating-sleeping, while the boy continued his lame stalking process.

One night, when the night wind fell from the sky, Yuanyi came to the bushes with silent steps, and then grabbed the opponent's hand.This time he knew to avoid it, so the boy's sharp teeth did not bite his hand.

Yuan Yi said: "Look at the fire, together." They lit a fire, and it was really warm beside the fire.

Wuming opened his round eyes, and pressed a violent low cry from his throat.

"Aren't you going to warm up with the fire? It's really cold outside." Yuan Yi said.He grabbed the nameless finger and dragged him out of the bush regardless of his thoughts, "I saw someone freeze to death outside two days ago, will you freeze to death too?"

In fact, what Yuanyi didn't know was that the last time he saw the person who froze to death was not entirely because of the cold, but also because of hunger and injury.

When Yuanyi asked this question, Wu Ming thought about it and thought that he should not die like this.He had gone through several cold winters alone, had been buried in deep snow many times, and suffered frostbite from the cold wind...but all his wounds healed faster than ordinary people.

But while the wound is recovering, the external environment will not change.

Over the years, he has been repeating the process of being hurt.

Hyakkimaru heard the rapid panting, and in his eyes the person with the same color as the sun and fire was approaching with a person half scarlet on his body.

Well, the color of Enichi/Sunlun is also red, but it is a very bright color, not evil and disorderly... He has only seen such a bright color on one person in his life.

It was as if the sky had specially outlined the shape of this person.

Nameless is approaching.

Hyakkimaru was about to move, but he didn't draw his sword for a long time.

Because a certain person's voice was still echoing in his ears.

The fire is really warm, especially in a night like this.Although it feels cool during the day, the temperature is really different from that at night.

Yuan Yibu fiddled with the freshly roasted small fish on the branch, tearing it in half.

Nameless's eyeballs were still in the upper eyelids, and there was a gurgling sound in his throat. His pale face was facing the sky on the left, and the lower row of teeth pressed against his lips.

After the nebula moved a position in the sky, he grabbed the piece of fish with his hands.

"The world is dark." Wuming said suddenly.He treated the piece of fish like an enemy, his teeth grinding.

Yuanyi thought for a while, and answered seriously, "The world is transparent."

Hyakkimaru listened to what the two said.

He agrees.

The three of them huddled together and fell asleep separately.

When the next day dawned, Yuan Yi didn't get up.His skin was hot, apparently from a fever.But Hyakkimaru has no sense of touch, and no knowledge about it, he just thinks that the other party hasn't woken up yet.Although Wu Ming felt that the other person's skin was very hot, he had never experienced a fever, nor had he seen anyone else have a fever, and he didn't know how to treat a person who had a fever. He just thought that the other person would get better later of.

After waiting like this for a whole day, Wuming suddenly realized: This appearance is not normal.

But he doesn't dare to contact with human beings, nor is he willing to contact with human beings, so he would rather fiddle with it by himself than ask someone for an easy solution.

After thinking desperately, he dug some useful things out of his brain.

Wu Ming clenched his teeth tightly, and then cut his arm with the tip of the stone.The red blood gurgled down and just flowed into Yuanyi's mouth.

An hour later, Yuan Yi opened his eyes.

His current spirit is better than ever before.

And the nameless wound has healed for a long time.

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When the three of them walked together, the atmosphere was not much more lively than before. One couldn't speak, one was not good at speaking, and the other spoke like a beast.As a result, many people have seen a teenager and two boys walking back and forth on foot.

They don't stay in one place very much, and often walk on various paths.

On the seventh day of getting along, Wu Ming asked his first question, and that was also the first time he spoke in fluent language.

"Where are you going?"

Yuanyi replied: "I don't know."

Nameless asked again: "Then why did you choose these paths?"

Yuanyi seemed to be wondering why there must be a reason, and then he replied: "There is no reason. Hyakkimaru, how did you get here before?"

Although Hyakkimaru couldn't speak, he could hear and write, so he wrote crooked words on the ground with a knife.

Wuming doesn't know how to read, so there are question marks in his head.

Yuanyi said: "Hakkimaru said 'keep going'." He took out his own flute from the calico bag, and gently stroked its rough surface with his hand, "Even if the ends of the earth——" Wu Ming because the other party didn't He was stunned by the endless words, he pulled the hem of his clothes tightly, and his eyes fell on the flute.

Yuanyi noticed, "This is a 'dizi', a gift from my elder brother.Even if Wu goes to the ends of the earth, whenever I see the flute, I will think of him. "

It was Wuming who knew the original meaning of the other party's previous nonsense words.

Simply uncovered this little episode.

After that, the three of them kept repeating this monotonous and seemingly endless process.

One side happened on a certain dark night.

Yuan Yi, who was asleep, smelled a bloody smell.He woke up from the dream, and found that the nameless body was lying on the side, and the neck of the other party was empty, and there was nothing on it.His head disappeared.

In the darkness, Enichi saw Hyakkimaru's standing body, and beside him lay a knife in his arm on the ground.

It was the knife in Hyakkimaru's right arm.

And in front of the three of them, under the moonless, starless, dusty sky, there was an inhuman creature.

There are two pointed horns on the forehead, the muscles on the arms are protruding, and there is only half a gown on the body.

"It's thin blood..." The head of the non-human creature creaked.

At that moment, the brain was confused.

Nameless head, Hyakkimaru's sword, the name of "thin blood" being mentioned again...

ghost.

The transparent world has been broken into many small puzzle pieces.

……

When Yuan Yi came to his senses, he was holding the half blade in his hand, and his palm was full of blood.

Hyakkimaru stood behind him, and the knife in his right arm was also cut in two.

It wasn't because the opponent was too much stronger than him that all the blades were cut off.

Hyakkimaru was just wondering whether this pitch-black thing was within his killing range.

He was puzzled and needed someone else to solve the riddle for him.

But no one can see the world through his eyes.

When Hyakkimaru decided to try again, he realized that he no longer had a sword.

That's the bad thing about wooden bodies... Once the blade is detached, there's no way to put the blade back on the arm without someone else's help.

"Ok?"

"how……"

"Do you think you can kill me... kid."

The ghost made such a sound.

Yuan Yi held the half section of the sharp blade, and the edge penetrated into his flesh, and the blood began to seep into the blade.

He remembered how he knocked down his father's subordinates with four consecutive blows when he was at home.

……

Isn't it okay to attack like this?

"I hate the behavior of hurting others like this..." What about this look?

full body.

I just felt...it can't be wrong.

It was right that he cut off his arm just now.

Yuan Yi was slightly confused.

"Get out of the way!!"

A black shadow penetrated between the two of them like mist.A fiery knife pierced through like a flame.

The ghost's head fell to the ground.

But this time, he didn't recover.

Ah, yes.Wucun said that the only way to do it is to cut off the ghost's neck.

Wucun also said that only the sun wheel sword can kill ghosts.

……

"Xiaochun, it's time to start the fire... Really, it's really scary!" said the young man who cut off the ghost's neck with the knife just now.

Someone called "Xiaochun" kindled a fire.

Under the firelight, everyone finally saw each other's face clearly.

The young man looked like the world was dead.

"Put the knife down quickly, your hands are bleeding! Are you his brother, stop—" The young man's face was dull again.Because he saw that Hyakkimaru stuffed the broken knife into his arm as if nothing had happened, and then put his right glove on it.

...?

"Wow, did such a young child fight a ghost just now? It's real!" Xiaochun held her face, "Xiaoqiu, don't pass out, wake up!"

Xiaoqiu was the young man's name.

Xiaoqiu said: "But my hands are still shaking... It's so scary, so scary, killing ghosts is so scary... Mother, have you seen that I successfully killed a ghost, ah, ah, ah, ah!"

The boy holding a torch looked at them blankly.

"You call it a successful sneak attack."

"Ah Nan is too much!" Xiaoqiu squatted on the ground, then put the knife back into the scabbard tremblingly.

The three people who suddenly appeared and beheaded the ghost were all wearing black clothes with a big "minus" written on the back.

Evil ghosts are reduced.

It's the ghost killing team that Wucun said...

Xiaochun saw the nameless corpse lying on the ground.

Her face suddenly became very sad.

Wuming is so small, even smaller than her brother.

But ghosts don't care how old a person is or whether he is a child.

"Did you lose any family members too?"

The only woman in the trio squatted down and hugged Yuanyi, "Cry if you want to cry, don't hold back."

Someone's death brought the atmosphere to an indescribable zero point.

"Please grief."

Actually used honorifics.

Yuan Yi lowered his eyes, taking Wuming's headless body into his eyes.

Although he lost his head,...the blood is indeed still flowing continuously.

……

The three claimed to be from the Ghost Killing Squad, an organization that specializes in fighting ghosts.

Because Wucun had heard it before, Yuanyi nodded slightly afterwards.

Hyakkimaru also realized why this group of guys were black, not the scarlet that the evil demon god should have.

From then on, he remembered that "ghosts are black".

Xiaochun, Xiaoqiu and Anan offered to help them bury the unnamed corpse.

Yuanyi refused.

Xiaochun bandaged Yuanyi's wound with the cloth she carried with her.

His hand was badly wounded.

Xiaochun said: "Don't blindly immerse yourself in sadness, no matter what you encounter, you have to go on." She felt that it was cruel to say these words to such a child.If there were no ghosts, the three of them (guess) should have been happily together all the time.

that brother...

Xiaochun can't judge what the next two brothers (guess) will look like.

After her brief contact, she found that the boy seemed to be blind and dumb...

The trio left, and it is said that they were going to find traces of ghosts in another place.

Yuanyi had two bandaged palms hanging down.

Soon, the two wounds healed naturally.

He ran aside and knelt down beside the nameless corpse.

Wuming's head was placed flat on the ground by Xiaochun.

His big round eyes were tightly closed.

Yuan Yi leaned Wuming's body in front of him, and then placed his head on the opponent's neck again.

——Exactly the same as the previous part.

The scar on the broken neck healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Nameless opened his eyes.

"Wow, ah, it hurts me to death, it hurts me to death, why is it that I am in pain ah ah ah ah ah!!!" He grabbed Yuanyi's hair, his eyes were about to burst, "Why every time It’s all me! It hurts to die! It hurts to die!” Wuming shrunk himself to a small size, and his twisted body looked like a baby that hadn’t fully grown in a mother’s womb.

"I'm in so much pain...why didn't you save me then..."

(Fell asleep.)

Yuanyi patted Wuming's face with his small hand.

At the same time, Wuming shrank his small body smaller and smaller.

Yuan Yi felt that his hair was very painful from being scratched, but he didn't pull it out of the opponent's hand.

He also felt that Wuming was very painful.

It wasn't that he felt the pain when his head was severed by a ghost, but Wuming's posture when he cried out the pain made Yuanyi realize...

——This is "pain".

Nameless sobbed for a long, long time.

It was so long that Hyakkimaru fell asleep.

Everyone fell asleep.

As if nothing happened this night.

The author has something to say: ※There is no problem with the content summary.

※I read the manuscript when writing this chapter. Because the names are too troublesome, I changed them to Huahua and Xiaomei, and then just replaced them together.But before I published it, I found out that I forgot to change it back... Scary to death ()

※I beg you to pay for my work, it’s too little (screaming)