Blade of the Sun [Comprehensive]

【Supplementary background】

It is impossible to forget the aging grandmother.

Although she is called a grandmother, she may not be able to tell her true seniority.

The first time Rilun saw the so-called "grandmother" in that dark room, he felt the shock.

Was completely shocked.

He is obviously an old man, but his body exudes fresh vitality from the new shoots in spring.

It's like a wisteria flower that has forgotten that she is about to die and has returned to her youth under the effect of "spring back".

"You," the grandmother let out a long sigh, "I have never seen a child like you."

"Obviously dead, but alive again."

The truth was revealed in one sentence.

Hirin heard about his birth from Yuri.

He was born in a coffin with no woman in it, just a dress... and an IT.

And it was a coffin that had been sealed for 80 years.

How could a child be born in such a place?

Rilun often suspects that he might be a monster or something compared to a human.But everything that happened after the menstruation told him: You are undoubtedly a human being.

Need to eat, need to sleep, get tired, get sick, get hurt... and die.

"It's so strange, it's so strange." Grandma said with emotion.Those emerald green eyes stared at him burningly, and old fingers touched his cheek.

The sun wheel froze.

Anger is being deprived.

The other party quickly moved his fingers away.

"Wait, I have something for you."

The elderly grandmother moved flexibly.

The sun wheel sat in place.

After a while, she came over with a box in her arms.

Rilun stared at her foot bags in a daze.

"It's really enviable," said the grandmother, "Youth or something." She half-raised her eyes, her eyes were blurred.There are many talisman papers on the rectangular box, colorfully colored one piece.Grandma used her nails to cut through the layers of bondage and free the box.

The sun has come back to life.

"Well……"

"I have gained a long life, but I have to live in such an ugly posture." The grandmother told the sad story in a light tone, "If I didn't fulfill my daughter's wish, I would have found a place to bury myself. Waiting for death." There was a non-stop hehe sound from the old man's mouth.

"Did grandma live long?" Sunlun asked.

"No more, no less, exactly 400 years."

"Ah, no, it was 450 years. I almost forgot that I was 51 years old at that time."

I found "Chunhui" at the age of 51, and since that day I have maintained the process of aging-recovery-aging-recovery.

"Long life like a ghost."

"Longer than most ghosts." Grandma rolled her emerald green eyes upward.At this time, she finally opened the box, revealing the lead-black strip inside, and the lower part was cut to one side, outlining a certain arc shape.

"Bhikkhuni is so lucky. She has maintained her beauty for 800 years, unlike my wooden stick that is useless to burn fire... Envy, it is really enviable. Ah, more than 400 years, You're getting rusty too, aren't you?" Grandma pulled back the white cloth like a shroud, "Wrong girl, wake up. Look, who's here?"

"Then... what about that sword?" "Only those who have crossed death can have it." The daughter who jumped into the forge to forge a unparalleled weapon.

In order to bring this weapon to the mother of the one who has crossed death.

Wisteria Riko's thin fingertips touched the sharp blade, and the flowing writing on it was the name of the knife.

"煚明明打" the blade of the sun, no matter which word it is, it makes people feel the grand light.

"Take it, here it is for you." Grandma said.

The sun wheel took over the heavy knife.

The patterns on the lotus blade are very clear.

"Grandmother? Do you really want to give it to me?" Rilun stroked the cold blade, his fingertips trembling slightly.

……

"grandmother?"

When he looked up, Wisteria Riko had already died with her head bowed.

400 years was too long for her, it was almost torture.

Riko thought, if she goes to hell now, can she still find her husband and daughter?

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In a certain forest, members of the Ghost Slayer Squad are patrolling.

The so-called ghost killing team, as the name suggests, is a team for killing ghosts.Hundreds of years ago, in order to fight against Oni Wu Tsuji and the growing group of oni, a certain family took up the banner of killing ghosts, and created an organization called "Demon Killing Squad" through means such as financial, human and material resources. and gradually expand it.Today, in the Taisho era, it is an organization that has people from all over the country.

As the organization expands, its class gradually builds up.Ordinary personnel are divided into twelve classes, namely A, B, C, D, E, Ji, Geng, Xin, Ren, and Gui.And above the tenth level, there is still a first-line combat power, the existence of nine pillars.Zhu's fighting power is not comparable to that of ordinary members. Therefore, an ordinary team member can kill one ghost, while a Zhu can kill fifty ghosts... In fact, fifty ghosts are only one of the basic conditions for becoming a Zhu.

"I'm so sleepy... so—sleepy—ah—" Chiharu Hasegawa, a member of the Demon Slayer Squad, yawned, "I can't sleep well during the day, and I have to go out to hunt ghosts at night. I'm so sleepy, I'm so sleepy. "

"Speaking of ghost hunting, I haven't even seen a shadow for half a month. Is the information given by the superiors really true... Ah no, no, I don't mean to doubt the adults." Qiujin Zhen, who is also a member of the garrison Gang scratched his head, "Nagai, what are you doing dawdling around? Let's go."

Nanguo Nagai pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Has the wisteria come yet?"

Wisteria's full name is Wisteria Rilun, and he is a 12-year-old boy.The last time the three members of the ghost killing team were almost killed in the mountains by two gargoyles. If it wasn't for the passing opponent's attack, they might have lost their lives.And after that time, the boy asked them to take him to hunt ghosts together.Although it doesn't comply with the regulations or something... Hey, the regulations are really annoying.

Qiujin sighed for a while, "I don't really want to bring a little ghost with me... He is only 11 years old, is he 12 years old? Although he helped us cut down the gargoyle last time, maybe it was just good luck."

Nanguo Yongjing said: "Don't dream, you can't beat others at all."

A boy of eleven or twelve years old, it is said that he has only touched a knife for half a year.

The movement was so fast that even three adults combined couldn't catch up.

"And we made an agreement with each other, didn't we?"

"Yes, yes." Chiharu Hasegawa responded, "I hope he comes quickly, I'm about to fall asleep in place."

"It's not that you know how to play during the day, so you're so sleepy at night." Qiujin replied.

"You've been playing all day!"

"Quiet!" Nan Guo whispered.

"Here I am." A young voice came from the side of the forest.

The wisteria sun wheel is stepping on wooden clogs, and a small white calf is exposed above the foot bag.

"It's really late, little sun wheel." Hasegawa muttered.

Qiujin coughed, "Now that you're here, let's go. The darker the night, the worse it is for us." Who knows when the ghost will come out from behind them, and they will be exhausted and unable to react at all. Come.

The four of them walked in this forest that was not too big or too small. "Information says it's on a mountain here, but there are so many small hills here, I don't know which one it is. We've been climbing for half a month."

"Anyway, it's really well hidden."

Hasegawa took a handful of sticky candies from his pocket and stuffed one into his mouth, "Xiao Rilun, do you want candies?"

I remembered the doctor's advice.

"The doctor said I can't eat at night."

"Hey, that's fine." The female team member stuffed the candy back resentfully.

The moonlight became more and more hazy, and the moon moved in another direction.The small hill is covered with a thin layer of frost, on which a thousand small grasses and flowers are pressed.

They also gradually fell asleep.

From the depths of the night, came the cry of a little girl.