[Comprehensive] Honmaru in the tail can't hide

The night was getting deep, and the rain was getting heavier.

In the dark woods, an immature team of more than a dozen people is taking advantage of the night, and under the cover of the rain, they are quietly marching towards their destination with difficulty.

When they reached a bush with luxuriant branches and leaves that could still shelter from the rain, the officer leading the team ordered the night camp here.

If they could be more vigilant about their surroundings, for example, if they looked up at the big tree with its branches and leaves barely sheltering them from the rain, they would find the boy sitting on the fork of the tree.

The boy on the tree had an immature face similar to the boys under the tree. His expression was extremely cold, his brows seemed to be covered with frost, and his breathing was so light that it was almost undetectable in the stormy night.

At least the hungry teenagers under the tree who were tortured by the humidity and cold couldn't notice it.

There is only a height difference of one or two meters between him and them, but because the former is quietly hidden from the beginning to the end, and the latter is unable to pay attention to the surrounding environment, it has not been discovered.

The little black Shiba Inu had been hidden in the wide sleeves of the hunting jacket early on. It lay obediently on Amamong Yunjian's lap, and Fu Sangshen caressed the hair on the top of his head. The instinct of the small animal made him instinctively stand in front of this person The performance is extremely docile.

The fabric of this hunting clothes seems to be somewhat waterproof, so the little Shiba Inu can nestle comfortably in Amacong Yunjian's arms to hide from the rain.

It's just that Tian Congyunjian, who was sitting cross-legged firmly on the tree, was not as lucky as the little guy.

The outer clothing is waterproof, but with such a heavy rain, the rain has already slipped into the inside along the neck. The single clothes and the white clothes inside are all soaked, sticking to the body, making people uncomfortable and irritable.

Tian Congyunjian could also use spiritual power to block the rain, and his control is enough to do this.

It's just that he doesn't know how long he will stay here before the time compass can automatically recharge and jump in time and space again. The spiritual power that can support his transformation must be sparingly used.

He was originally sheltering from the rain under the tree, but this team came, so he had to run up the tree with the little Shiba Inu in his arms.

Tsk, dolls are troublesome.

The drooping eyelashes were also stained with the moisture of the rain, squinting uncomfortably.

The loose braid that was left behind was pulled to the front again by Amacong Yunjian. For the first time, he envied Yaken Toshiro's short hair, at least it would not be hindered by the heavy rain.

The bangs that usually obstruct the sight of the left eye have long been pushed behind the ear by him in disgust, revealing a slightly immature and handsome face.

Because of the sudden arrival of this team, Tian Cong Yunjian didn't have time to find a better place to hide, so he stayed awkwardly on the tree at this moment, even though his hair and clothes were heavy as if they were flooded, he didn't dare to twist them if he couldn't be found Dry.

Kong has spiritual power but does not master any sword skills. As a sword Fusangshen, he cannot defeat those people under the tree.

So it's better to hide it so that it won't be discovered.

Not long after, I couldn't bear to let the teenagers in the team face the instructors and warriors who were about to fight in the cold and hunger, and asked them to rest here, while I went to the nearby mountains to find people in the forest to beg for food.

Tian Congyunjian on the tree waited for a long time, but he didn't see the instructor come back, slandering him because he was killed by a stray bullet somewhere.

Without the instructor, the youth team under the tree fell asleep in the heavy rain not long after. Looking for a chance, Tian Congyunjian quietly slipped down the tree with the little Shiba Inu in his arms.

……

The sky was dimly lit, and the sun was covered by dark clouds at the beginning of its rays. The sky was still pouring down with rain, as if the sky had been torn apart, covering the sad city of Aizu, washing blood, humiliation, and There is the smoke of war.

This is an era of the death of cold weapons.

Adhering to the spirit of Bushido for a hundred years, people holding cold swords are not immune to the invasion of firecrackers and cannons.

Floating in the air are a few lines of poetry from a young man screaming: "...the mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is blowing, and the life experience is ups and downs and the rain hits the flats...No one in life has died since ancient times, so keep your loyalty and history!"

Tian Congyunjian looked for his reputation, and on the open grass on the top of the mountain, more than a dozen teenagers were staring at the back of the city wall in despair.

"Because of hunger and cold, even the captain of the team disappeared. When I was discouraged, I saw the burning castle of Aizu, so I thought the castle was broken and my family was slaughtered by the enemy. Do you feel despair?"

He muttered to himself, "Historically, these teenagers will commit seppuku next."

——Although the city was not really broken at this time, and the wildfire that was accidentally ignited in the city was not extinguished in time.

But so what, they will die here in history, Tian Cong Yunjian will not foolishly stop them from committing suicide, and attract their enemies back in time.

It seems that he came to this era by accidental mistake. In fact, before this, Tian Congyunjian had already found the information as much as he could and made full preparations.

It is not him who came to this era with ignorance, his wish has not been fulfilled, and he will never be willing to get lost here.

He will not perform any actions that may waste spiritual energy.

Even if you want to watch these teenagers die in front of your eyes.

"This is history, and I can't change it." Tian Congyunjian said his determination again, as if he was a little moved by repeated warnings.Then he turned back to the woods.

It had been raining heavily all night, but it didn't show any sign of decline. Fu Sangshen, who hadn't eaten all day and was still drenched in the rain, was cold and hungry, and he spurned his fragile human body countless times.

"If there is someone who can hold me at this time, I will change back to my body without hesitation!" Tian Congyunjian said to himself, with a wry smile on his face.

Although the human form gave him the freedom of movement, the cost of becoming as fragile as a human being all of a sudden is really not ordinary. In comparison, the original shape of the sword that has been maintained for thousands of years is still more able to bring him sense of security.

As a weapon, as long as it can be held by someone, isn't it fine?

The negative impact of being in human form will make him tired, and even weaken his detection and concealment abilities to a certain extent. When he found a tree hole, Amano squinted his eyes and patted the little Shiba Inu who had been following him. , slowly changing back to the main body.

"Leave me alone, let me rest for a while."

Slap, the sword was long and slender, and the handle was like a fishbone, and the spine was very sticky. The long sword fell randomly on the ground mixed with fallen leaves and mud. The brown mud stained the white sword.

"Wow, woof, woof?" Unable to comprehend the ability of a person to become a sword, the little Shiba Inu sniffed around the long sword blankly for a long time, and finally picked up the hilt in its mouth, dragging the Amacongyun sword body and ran away heartlessly.

And all of this was unaware of Tian Congyunjian who had changed back to his original body.

The corporal of the White Tigers, Mineji Sakai, who woke up from the house of a farm couple he knew, stared at the long sword that was picked up by his black Shiba Inu early in the morning and lay across his neck with a dazed expression.

——Maybe he will be beheaded in his sleep!

"Xiong, what did you pick up again!" Slapping his face, Sakai Mineji sighed helplessly.

"Wow, woof, woof?" He was still answered by the innocent wet eyes of the little Shiba Inu.

It is not an easy task to drag a cold weapon much longer than oneself along the way, especially since this sword has not been used by anyone since its birth.

The hilt of Tiancongyun Sword is a strange fish-like spine, with small spikes protruding from it as a whole.The little Shiba Inu bit it all the way with its mouth, and it had been cut bloody long ago. It grinned and stuck out its tongue, and there was always dripping blood foam.

Sakai Mineji looked at his dog with complicated eyes, and held the handle of the knife with his hand. Through the thick callus he used to practice the knife, he could still feel the sting that seemed to come from the resistance of the whole sword.

Such a wounding sword, how did Little Bear drag it back alone?

"Okay, okay, you have worked so hard, I will bring this sword back to the city together." Stared at by the pure and sincere eyes of the little Shiba Inu, Sakai Mineji smiled wryly and patted its head.

——It is true that he woke up, so he resented the Amacongun sword being held by a strange human. He tried very hard to pierce the human palm with the fishbone of the handle.

——Let me go!