Blade of the Sun [Comprehensive]

This is the day when the body is replaced.

The body is small, the face is very thin, the arms are very slender, and the skin is very white.

Well, it's nimble in action and light in body.

After scolding his subordinates and dealing with the traitor, Wu Mi's mood improved a little.

He was walking on the Muzhai Bridge in Maoma Yingzhigong Park, and saw the cherry blossoms in the distance in March and April being blown towards him by the breeze.Wu Mi pushed away the numerous petals with his hands, crossed the small bridge briskly, stepped on the bricks with patterns, and fell to the ground without a sound.

After walking a little further, he will come to the house of the Wisteria family in Osaka.It is a place with a good place, as long as you open the curtain, you can see the Osaka Castle, which was built in the Azuchi-Momoyama period and recast in the Edo period.

Every inch of land is worth a lot.

No misery pushed the door open.The family crest on the door - a wisteria flower was cut in half and separated to the two sides.

This is a traditional Japanese style house.There is a small courtyard around the house.Draw arcs with white sand, white stones covered with moss, stone lamps, bamboo tubes with flowing water, Ophiopogon japonicus covering the ground, clumps of vines and big hydrangeas, and straight pine trees.

The clear water flowing through the canal without misery enters the small gazebo to the north.Around the gazebo, there are fiery red maple palmatums.

This courtyard is too colorful...

What on earth are they thinking.

After complaining about it, Wu Mi leaned against the red pillars of the pavilion and tilted his head to look at his current face reflected on the water surface of the pond.

How should I put it... disgusting and sad.

But this sadness does not belong to him, but the emotion left in this body.

After all this time, the emotion in this empty shell still affected him.

It has been two years since Wisteria Sunlun died.After changing his body, Onimai Tsuji Muchan pretended to be "Wisteria Sunring" and returned to Wisteria's house, and then got the land deed from Honghuaye.

How should I put it... Wisteria Honghuaye is just a stupid boy with no brains, and he doesn't even know that there is another person in his brother.Because I was worried that the ghost-turning "Sunlun" would be caught and killed by the ghost killing team, so I begged him to run away quickly and don't come back again.

In order to ensure the life of this elder brother, Wisteria Honghuaye gave him the famous badge of withdrawing money.In other words, as long as he is in a suitable bank gold shop, Wu Mi can use this badge to get money from the Wisteria family.

In the past, in order to maintain a comfortable life, I had to change the disguise object every once in a while.But not this time.

Although the Ghost Killing Squad will also lock his location through the channel through which he withdraws money, no one can track Wu Mi.

nobody.

So this life is very comfortable.Sometimes, he would even harass his daughter Wuyao who settled down in Aomori.

As for Ba Jizai, I don't know which corner to hide in for a long time.Since the last time he was hung under the sun and almost burned to death, he never dared to speak again, never dared to do anything against Wu Mi's orders.

The servants brought food and wine quickly.

Sake fell into the white wine glass, and a gentle wind gushed through the courtyard.The beautiful scenery in March and April can be seen from the holes in the stone wall.

But, don't know why...

The empty courtyard.

Beautiful sophistication.

delicious food.

All of this should have been something that made him happy, but... always felt that something was missing.

"What are you thinking about?"

No misery to himself.

He knew he couldn't get an answer, so after asking, he turned his eyes to the hydrangea bushes.

There, isn't there supposed to be a little kid playing?

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Warring States.

Sun Pillar Mansion "Sun Song! Why are there children here!"

The man in the corrugated pattern looked impatiently at the two children playing beside the flowers, a boy and a girl, both about three years old.

Wu Mi frowned, looking at the two children who were sitting on the ground and playing with mud very disgustingly.

"Oh..." The young woman with tied hair poked her head out and took a look, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Tiaoye is on a mission, so I entrusted the child to me."

Rizhu's mansion is in the middle of her jurisdiction.At the beginning, the mansion she chose was located near Purgatory's house, but later due to jurisdictional reasons, she moved to another place.

"If you have time, just play with them for a while."

"The ghost wants to play with them! Hurry up and get them away, it's annoying to see." His delicate eyebrows frowned, almost forming a hill.

The young female voice came again, "Take it easy, please. Mrs. Tiaoye should be back soon."

Wu Mi snorted coldly, continued to hold his sleeves, leaned on the red pillar and watched the two little ghosts smear mud on each other's faces.

The rain has stopped for a while, but the sun is not strong, so the flower soil is still wet.The bulbous flowers were plucked out by children and then crushed into the mud.

"Brother, brother! Let's play together!" The little girl greeted enthusiastically.

A leaf floated to Wu Mi's side.He caught the leaf in his fingers and shot it again, hitting the little girl right on the head.

The strength of his projection was not great, but he knocked the little girl into a daze.

The stunned little girl suddenly burst into tears.The elder brother, who was infected by the younger sister, put down the mud in his hand and cried loudly after watching for a few seconds.

Wu Mi rolled his eyes, turned around, as if he didn't know anything.

The people who were busy cooking in the kitchen came out in a hurry, with a crying little boy in each hand.

"Be good...be good and don't cry..."

The woman coaxed them for a long time before they stopped crying.

Soon, Mrs. Tiaoye came back to explain the task and took the two children back.

In order to gag the mouths of the two brats, Wu Mi tore two pieces of dried fruit and stuffed them there.

"Don't tell your parents! Did you hear me!" he ordered.

The two children held on to the dried fruit and didn't let go, so they had no time to talk to him.

Several crosses popped out of Wu Can's head.

—Children are so annoying.

He would cry and make noise at every turn, and would not listen to others.

——He didn't even think that the source was him.

At night, dimly lit by candlelight.

"Don't you like children?" she asked.

Wu Mi rested his head on his pillow, his eyes staring at the ceiling.

He didn't even think about it: "Hate."

"Why do you hate... I think they are cute."

Wu Mi replied unceremoniously: "You must be blind. You are stupid and clumsy, noisy and mindless. You sleep and eat, eat and play, play and eat, eat and sleep. Waste of food and waste of air."

"...You seem to only eat, sleep and play all day long, and you haven't even done any housework."

Wu Mi didn't feel ashamed at all.He was born in an aristocratic family, and enjoyed a life of fine clothes and fine food since he was a child.After becoming a ghost, he directly oppresses other ghosts to serve him.In the days that followed, there were occasional difficulties, but when they were in trouble, there would always be someone else by my side.

There will always be this person.

"It doesn't matter, you're here anyway."

The other party smiled lightly.

"I like to take care of others...but..."

but what?

The other party didn't go any further.

But looking at flowers according to human thinking, the unfinished sentence should be...

"But what if I'm gone?"

Then change someone.Wu Mi wanted to answer like this.But in the next 400 years, he never fell to that level again.

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Meiji year.

Wisteria Family Monument Garden.

Ghost dance Tsuji is not miserable.

He picked up a pile of decorative boulders and threw them one by one into the pond as if angry.The calmness of the pond was disrupted, and the koi in the water leaped out of the water and landed on the shore by accident.It is so close to the water, but it can't, but it can't do the act of jumping into the water.

A silly fish.

……

A fool, stupid, stupid, nasty guy.

annoying.

It's better to be dead.

Get out of his sight.

Better not to be born in this world again.

There was a sudden wetness and haze in front of my eyes, and the miscellaneous emotions remaining in the body became stronger and more profound because of the memories that floated up.

Tears flowed down patter, all the way down the pale cheeks.Wu Mi was pulled down by strange emotions, pulled down...

He called his men.

After a while, Yiwozuo, the third of the winding strings, appeared in front of him.

Yiwozuo knelt on one knee, his proud head would not lift up without permission.

His arrogance doesn't apply at all in the face of absolute power.

"Master Wu Mi, the reason for calling your subordinates down is to—" "Let me ask you, how does it feel to like someone?"

Yi Wozuo, who originally thought that the other party would entrust him with some important task, was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head in surprise, and saw tears streaming down Wu Mi's eyes.

Facing the master's question, he racked his brains, and finally replied dryly: "Probably...sweet and painful emotions."

He obviously never liked others, but when he answered this question, he felt the same way.A petite woman in a pink kimono appeared in his memory, but the face could not be seen clearly.

- How does it feel to love someone?

——will be happy because of her happiness, sad because of her sadness, and angry because of her anger.

"Strange. Strange." Wu Mi scratched his face with his fingers.

"How could she like me?"

Rarely, he was puzzled by a certain question.

"Maybe what she likes is just your skin."

It is not uncommon in this world to see women who only look at their faces.

Good-looking skins are the same, but interesting souls are rare.

But at that time...he didn't have a good-looking face, nor did he have the kind of true, kind and beautiful soul that human beings tend to tend to.

Tears are still flowing uncontrollably.

When will this person be swallowed up?

I don't know.

Just when a certain ghost was asking questions, in the distance, another ghost also fell into a nightmare memory.That memory was hidden in the deepest part of the dream, hidden in a place he couldn't touch.

--childhood.

— Following the country.

——Yi Yi.

Some people say that evil creatures like ghosts cannot sleep or dream.

Because they killed too many people and ate too many people.Once they enter the dreamland, those poor human beings who were killed by them will crawl out of the underworld, turn into vicious ghosts with no traces in their nightmares, and then shuttle into the ghosts' thoughts, brains, and eat them.

—kill them.

So people say that ghosts cannot sleep or dream.

But this day, this day when the sun was shining and he couldn't go out, he fell asleep in the bamboo forest and had a dream.The content of the dream is a story that happened to him before.

That was a long, long time ago...

That was really too long, so long that the people in the story had no faces, they were all blurred faces.Even the scenery is blurred.Everything is unclear.

Apart from……

Apart from……

Apart from……

Yuanyi.

In the whole story, in the whole dream, only his face is as clear as before.

It was obviously the face that Hei Simou wanted to forget the most, but over the past few hundred years, not only did this face not disappear, but it became more and more profound.

He fell into a boundless dreamland...

"Ah Yan, Ah Yan."

A soft female voice sounded from the room.The maid Ah Xi opened a thin crack in the door, and the voice came out from inside.

Ah Yan stopped in his tracks.

He leaned against the door and asked suspiciously, "My lord?"

Mrs. Zi beckoned to him.

So Ah Yan pushed open the door and walked in.Ah Xi closed the door in time behind him, so that the scent of medicine inside would not leak out at all.

Sitting on the bed, Mrs. Zi was next to a little boy, his expressionless little face looked a little panicked.

It's Ah Yuan.

A Yan walked over, "Is your mother feeling better recently?"

Mrs. Zi is not in good health, basically she can't even go out.

Mrs. Zi smiled and said, "It's better. Recently, a powerful doctor came to see me and gave me some medicine. I feel much better."

She lowered her head, "A Yuan, talk to brother quickly."

The child did not move.

A Yan rolled his eyes, "Good afternoon! The sun is very good outside, let me take you out to play! How is it? Father is not at home today..." A Yan then lowered his voice, as if he was telling some secrets.

A Yuan didn't move, but held her mother's hand even tighter.

"This kid showed me the flute you made for him two days ago... But he still doesn't seem to be very good at talking."

"It's okay!" Ah Yan continued, "I will wait until Ah Yuan can speak well. Anyway, we will always be together."

Mrs. Zi chatted with Ah Yan a lot, and then went back to her studies.

At the end, it was almost time for Ah Yan to practice, "" Mother, I will leave first.Ah Yuan, I will see you next time.He waved his hand, felt sorry for his brother with a dull expression, and was about to go out.

Ah Xi had already opened the door for the sake of it.

"thanks……"

Ah Yan heard a thin voice.

He thought he heard it wrong, but he still couldn't help but turned his head abruptly.

A Yuan grabbed Mrs. Zi's clothes, and the corner of her mouth curled into a strange arc.

"Thank you, Brother, for giving me the flute..."

Ah Yan was stunned.Then, a smile instantly enlarged on his face.

"Ok!"

……

……

Daylight flickers.

The bamboo forest is very shaded, so it will not be exposed to the sun at all.

Heishimou opened his eyes and saw the dense bamboo leaves above his head.The sky in the distance is so beautiful, but it is like arsenic-like poison to ghosts.

Memories are horrible... so horrible.

Mr. Wu Mi should have read his thoughts, presumably that adult will be very unhappy.

But Hei Si Mou has no time to care about that lord's thoughts now, because now, an uninvited guest has come to his territory.

It was a light-haired young man with delicate round eyes like a girl.He was wearing a light-colored kimono, exuding a bookish look all over his body.

"Hello."

"I remember you are Yuanyi's older brother."

"Do you want to bring him back to life?"

The other party said three sentences in total.Because before he could speak the fourth sentence, Hei Si Mou pulled out his eye blade and slashed at the opponent.

The collision between the knives made a tremor.

"Monsters can't defeat monsters." The light-haired youth said, and then jumped into the distance.

"I'm not joking, and I don't mean to amuse you. I'm asking you very seriously... Do you want him to be resurrected?"

Heishimu inserted the knife back into the scabbard, "Who are you...why...you know...Yuanyi..."

The young man looked into the distance as if thinking, and then turned around, "Didn't you hear Yuanyi mention me? Ah... I haven't introduced myself yet."

"I'm Yoshida Shoyo, I used to be called Xu, and I'm Enichi's friend."

Hei Si Mou frowned, "Yuan Yi...has no friends."

The young man smiled, "He has been with me for 83 of the 66 years. I won't be his friend, who is his friend? Those ghost hunters who asked him to commit seppuku?... Don't you think this Is it funny, Yan Shengjun?"

When Hei Si Mou heard his name as a human, his left eye jumped.

Who was this... He had never seen or heard of this character.And if it was a character 400 years ago, why is it still alive now?Is it a ghost... No, there is no ghost aura on the other party.Then what kind of creature is he?

"What is seppuku...suicide..."

"Isn't there a rule in the Ghost Killing Squad that if a swordsman turns into a ghost, then the person who brought in the swordsman has to commit suicide by committing seppuku, isn't it?"

"Have you forgotten?"

It seems that there is such a rule...

"But...he's still alive..."

"Because the lord at that time - Koikawa Yunzai let him go." The young man answered kindly.

"I didn't come here this time for these reasons. I just asked you, do you want to resurrect Yuanyi? I still have classes later, so I can't stay here for long."

"A dead person... shouldn't... come back to life, ashes to ashes... dust to dust. Don't... disturb his... soul..." Hei Simou said intermittently.After he finished speaking, he turned and left.The purple clothes were blown bulging by the wind, but the swordsman's perfectly exercised body showed blue veins.

"Ha...you don't miss him at all?"

Hei Si Mou went further and further away.

"Even when you saw the wisteria sun wheel—that familiar face, those familiar movements and hobbies, didn't you feel moved in the slightest?"

Veins popped out on Hei Si Mou's face.

"It's just...a...dead person..."

"There is no... nothing... to miss..."

"really?"

The distance between the two was getting bigger and bigger, and the figure of the purple-clothed swordsman became more and more blurred.He almost wants to merge with this bamboo forest.

"Then, let me do it."

Yoshida Matsuyo stood on the stone wall and thought for a while.

"He doesn't seem to care about you at all."

"Yuanyi."

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How on earth would you go about resurrecting someone who was completely dead and still dead for hundreds of years?

There are many ways.

The method Yoshida Shoyo approached came from the ghost girl Ritao.

Ritao's family has passed down the method of resurrecting the dead.

Take the ashes and soul of the dead, put them in clay dolls, and perform a special "firing" to bring the dead back to life.

But now the problem came, he didn't have Yuanyi's ashes.

Because of Ji Kuni's blood in his bones, he reacted when Wisteria Sunlun died, and he realized it.

So he had the idea of ​​resurrecting the other party.

But Hei Si Mou didn't seem to want to help him at all, so he couldn't get the ashes of the other party.

Yoshida Shoyo has only Enichi's soul in him.

This piece of soul was left in the Jade of Four Souls when they went to Maple Village a long time ago, and the other party was trapped in the Jade of Four Souls.

It took Yoshida Shoyo a lot of effort to find the Jade Fragment of the Four Souls that contained the opponent's soul fragment.

But he only has a soul, not ashes.

Then there is only one way to change.

There is also a very shameful unacceptable practice.

That is to transfer someone's soul into a dying body to replace the other person!

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In 1912, the 120th emperor of Japan, Emperor Meiji, died, and the reign was changed to Taisho.

Taisho Era, 1913.

Countryside, winter.

Heavy snow weighed down the branches.

In the snow-covered forest, a boy was running fast with a girl on his back.

"Nezuko! Nezuko! Brother will definitely save you!"

The boy's name is Kamado Tanjiro, the child of a charcoal-burning family.Because of the delay on the way home, I rested in the town overnight.When I hurried home the next day, I found that my mother, brother and sister seemed to have been attacked by something, and they were all dead!

Among all the brothers and sisters, only Nezuko, the eldest daughter of the family, is still alive.

You must take Nezuko to see a doctor!

You must take Nezuko to see a doctor!

Tanjiro ran forward in pain with his sister on his back.

Behind him, in front of the door of the house that was getting further and further away, in front of the pile of corpses, a light-haired man with round eyes suddenly appeared.

"I hope that the Zaomen family, who have inherited your breath, can adapt to you."

300 years ago, after Guoyuanyi suffered numerous setbacks, he came to Zaomen's house that he had saved.

Encouraged by the words "want to see" from Amoko and Sumire, Tankichi's wife who was the head of the Zaomen family at the time, Ji Kuni showed them the sword shape of his Breath of the Sun.

And Tanji of the Zaomen family wrote down everything and passed it down in the form of "Kagura".

Yoshida Shoyo took out the purple Four Soul Jade and threw it out.

The jade of the four souls finally fell into the chest of a girl.

The girl's name is "Kaomen Hanako".

"Did you choose a woman... that's all." He opened his eyes and watched the whole process.

He wants to witness the rebirth of the most terrifying man of that era, and also the most pitiful man.

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