[Comprehensive] Blades all love Kikyo

There is indeed a small mechanical device in front of the dense forest, which is protected by a cover made of pure spiritual power.

Kikyo has seen these iron box mechanism-like things in Kagome's memory, but even if they are all modern technology, it is hundreds of years away from the century she lived in, and many things will change in hundreds of years. Not to mention this kind of things that are changing with each passing day.

The protective cover is made of pure white spiritual power, and there is a faint breath of gods on it. The gods have disappeared in the end of the Dharma era. It should be made by the priestess of Ise Shrine. Kikyo reached out and touched the flowing prohibition on it. With a sizzling sound, he took his hand back.

Relying on intuition, this thing is indeed an organ connecting the government of time.

Kikyo is not in a hurry to study how to use this machine, she doesn't have a lot of thought to explore these novel things now, because it is unnecessary.

——As long as there is something that sticks to the breath of Honmaru as a medium, the master can directly reach Honmaru through spells. As for the Government of Time, Kikyo thinks of Izanami's words, and there is no need to pay too much attention to useless things for the time being.

She herself never said that she was going to the Government of Time, at best, she just didn't correct her guessing mistakes.

Anyway, what Yizheng said was half true and half false, but no one deliberately exposed it.

Kikyo placed Yiqi Yishin Taidao flat with both hands, slowly raised it to the front, and then held it: "Use the evil spirit as a guide to gently call out the shikigami, and I want to send it—"

The blade body of the Taidao kept vibrating, and the humming sound of the blade body came from the cold contact surface. It seemed that it was very dissatisfied with being bound. The light rope was coiled round and round, and finally melted into the blade slowly, and the Tai Dao became calm after each vibration.

She shook it hard: "Go."

A cloud of entangled aura wafted from Taidao Yiqi Yizhen, and under the influence of the witch's curse, he turned into a three-foot-high transparent villain. Kikyo took out a white paper figurine and threw it over. The villain happily ran over and jumped into the paper talisman.

The transparent villain and the white paper figure quickly merged into one. After the halo faded, the villain could move freely. Its eyebrows and eyes were all there, and it even bowed to her vividly, although the lips were painted on. Yes, but still able to speak out.

The villain's voice sounded like a flurry of vibrations, he called Ji Jiao and said, "My lord."

Kikyo said lightly: "Lead the way, after midnight at the latest, before dawn, I want to see Honmaru in the first episode."

"Yes."

The paper figurine turned around and saw that it was a thin piece of paper from its side. It looked rather humorous and interesting. Although it didn't need legs, it could float and walk very quickly.

Wearing wooden clogs, she followed the fluttering villain unhurriedly, the patterns on the corners of her eyes gradually faded, and the color of her dark pupils also faded, but she still showed a bit of a strange feeling, with the ultimate purity and the ultimate evil spirit. The fusion of this face is just right, and it looks surprisingly harmonious.

The paper figurine said: "Master Kikyo, Master Qingming send you greetings, and Lord Ghost Lantern, Lord Ghost Lantern... Do you still need snapdragons to lead the way? He has planted a new batch..."

Kikyo said: "Say hello to Qingming for me too. As for the snapdragon grass, one flower is enough. It seems that the production of snapdragon grass planted by the ghost lamp is good this year. He must be very happy."

The paper villain happily echoed: "Yes, yes, Lord Ghost Lantern also said that it was because of the introduction of Jinkela... The Lord said that this is very useful, but there is no place to buy it underground, and the Lord has been busy with work in recent decades. , I’m afraid I won’t be able to spare time to buy them, Master Ghost Lamp is worrying about this.”

The facial features and expressions are clearly a poor-quality sketch, but the melancholy on the face of the paper villain can be seen.

"I will probably be criticized again when I go back later..."

It sighs sadly.

Kikyo spread her hands, and the transparent veil appeared out of thin air in her hand. She wrapped the veil around her neck lightly, and circled it round and round. Every time she wrapped it, it disappeared automatically. In the end, the veil completely disappeared. under fair skin.

As the tulle slowly disappeared, the black lines on Kikyo's face gradually faded until there was no trace left, and the face returned to its original fair and flawless beauty.

"From now on, I will have more chances and time to go to this world than the ghost lamp. If he wants anything, just ask someone to come and tell me, and I will buy it for him," she smiled, her brows and eyes were soft: " It doesn't matter how much it is, and there is no need to worry about no one helping to transport it, please tell him this too."

The paper figurine turned around lightly in mid-air, nodded her thin head, and showed some joy in the rough facial features outlined with a pen: "This is natural. With Mr. Kikyo's words, I will go back You don't have to worry about being beaten up by Master Ghost Lantern!"

Kikyo smiled tactfully.

***

It's winter now.

The dark red flowers are dyed with a hazy halo under the clear light of the moon. The beauty is somewhat sad and desolate. On the very remote edge, there are a few white daisies blooming in a lonely color. It seems that they can’t stand being isolated by the flowers. Gradually dyed a faint crimson, and finally the whole body turned red.

"Ah-huh-"

The black-haired boy with braids had blood-red pupils, and his ten fingernails were stained with the brilliance of his eyes.

He put a pair of beautiful slender hands by his mouth, dried the nail polish that had just been applied on it carefully, and then put it in front of his eyes like treasures, looking at it again and again, the nail polish was applied layer after layer , until the boy in blue haori sitting next to him got a little annoyed.

"Little cat, you dragged me to the courtyard to watch you paint your nails in the middle of the night. Do you want to die?" The boy in blue feathers smiled, but his tone was full of impatience: "If you want to die, you can do it tomorrow." See, I will use my real knife to help you fall soon."

The kitten threatened by him still does its own thing, loving his beautiful hands.

It took a long time for the red-eyed boy to come back to his senses, and his tone was coquettish and resentful: "An Ding, what are you doing so early at night, anyway, there is nothing to do, so going out to bask in the moon and admiring flowers is also a... elegant thing Well."

"Funga?"

An Ding was a little unhappy, and sneered: "California Qingguang, don't forget, we are Okita Souji's sword, which is used to kill enemies on the battlefield, how can we have so much leisure time to do these boring things? If you want Fengya, go Look for Kasen Kanesada, he must have the leisure to watch the moon with you, you can paint your nails here slowly, I'm going back to sleep, I won't accompany you."

Qingguang didn't say anything to stop An Ding, he seemed to be bored at last, and he didn't bother to tinker with his nails anymore, he stretched out his hands in a cross shape and slowly lay down on the wooden floor, which was completely different from the Fengya he said just now.

His beautiful hand caressed the position of the heart.

"Here...it will always be spring forever, but why...my heart is as sad as autumn?"

An Ding stopped, turned around, and walked back slowly.

He stood next to the head of Qingguang whose big characters were slumped on the ground, lowered his head to look at the face that always had a cute look, and said with a sarcasm, "What silly things are you talking about? This is not like you, Qingguang. "

Qingguang put his hands behind his head, the silver-gray moon was reflected in the red pupils, a very light touch of silver was reflected in the red eyes, it was not as beautiful as the most beautiful sword in the world, Mikazuki Zongjin, but just It added a bit of worry to his thin face.

Hands covered with dark red nail polish slowly covered his eyes, and California Qingguang hummed softly: "May I die tonight, and the flowers and moons will be full of brilliance..."

Yamato Shou'an finally couldn't bear it anymore, knelt down and grabbed Qingguang's red scarf, pulled him up from the ground forcibly, and then looked at those red eyes aggressively: "California Qingguang! What the hell are you going crazy tonight? ? If you are not sober again, I don't mind throwing you into the pool now to calm you down."

Qing Guang looked at him calmly.

"Then you throw it away, I just want to take a bath in the pool."

"you--"

The two of them didn't speak, and a wordless tense atmosphere quickly spread in the air. Yamato Shou'an tightly strangled California Qingguang's red scarf, but finally lost under such calm.

"Forget it," Yamato Shou'an said, let go of his hands in a rather boring manner, and then sat down on the floor next to him: "Stop singing those boring Japanese songs, and don't forget that you are a A knife, a knife exists as a tool, and it’s a joke to treat yourself as a human being.”

"yes?"

Yamato Shou Anding shook California Qingguang's shoulder, and looked at him seriously: "Of course, Qingguang, I'm serious. Listen, swords are different from people. We are swords. What we do, but It is not my race, it must be punished."

"Such a simple truth, can't you figure it out? Wounds are always the most painful on other people... As for us? We just need to feel the temperature of the blood. When the viscous liquid slowly slides over the blade , At that time, we can be regarded as gaining the real life that belongs to the knife."

California Qingguang blinked his eyes at the moon, and he didn't know whether he took his words as wind on his ears, or really listened to them.

"Hey Anding," the red-eyed boy suddenly smiled, "I've heard of a legend in this world: when a shooting star streaks across the sky, tie a bow and make a wish, then the wish is likely to come true. I just saw a meteor."

A wish is a kind of sustenance that cannot be obtained, always vacillating between truth and falsehood, but because of the tiny possibility, it is regarded as a life-saving driftwood.

Yamato Mamoru calmed down, "What about your bow tie?"

California Qingguang handed him the things in his hand: "Here."

Lan Yuzhi's delicate eyes widened: "How dare you pick flowers at random? And even fold it like this! If the god-judgment finds out..."

"An Ning is not someone else anyway," Qingguang Qingguang said with a smile and stopped him back: "Now that the bow is tied, the wish may come true, but I don't know if it will come true... But there is still a wish, in case it comes true Woolen cloth?"

"..."

Yamato Mamoru looked at him speechlessly: "Why did you suddenly use the lines of Grandpa Crane?"

"I think what Tsurumaruden said makes sense."

"Then... what did Qingguang wish for?"

Seeing An Ding's interest, California Qingguang excitedly said, "My wish is—"

The moment he was about to speak out, the door of Honmaru was knocked suddenly, three times at very intervals, the sound was not loud, just enough for the night watchman to hear.

The two stood up quickly, holding the body knife in their hands, and turned their heads to look at the thick door.

"Who?"

The author has something to say:

Compared with the heroine's perspective, it is actually more of a group perspective, so the picture is a little stronger

The small climax of the first issue is over, and now it is a flat transitional plot. I want to see something that will die as soon as it enters the pill... Forget it, that doesn't quite follow my logic