The Troubles of the Holy Maiden [Comprehensive]

Fran looked in the direction of the gate, and saw that a shikigami maid had gone there to welcome the guests, and she would be able to bring the guests to Seimei in a short while.

Flan turned her head to look at Qingming again, and asked, "This...is a visitor after all, do I need to avoid it?"

Qingming smiled and shook her fan: "Ji Jun can do whatever he wants, but I think this person Ji Jun might be interested in."

Fran raised her eyebrows and asked, "Oh? How do you know?"

Qingming smiled and said nothing, lightly moved his fingertips, and a palm-sized paper figure floated out of his sleeve and landed on the table.But the little paper man stood up as if alive, walked unsteadily to the tea set, and started to make tea again.

Fran's gaze was attracted by this white and petite paper figurine, and she became more and more curious about Onmyoji.

On the other side, the Shikigami maid brought the visitor to the tea room. Fran looked up, and saw that it was a young man, wearing a dark blue straight suit and a black hat. He looked like an aristocrat, but he was walking The unnatural movements during this period showed that he was not used to this kind of attire, and he probably dressed up specially to show his solemnity when visiting Seimei.

He has a burly figure, his facial features are straight to a bit ordinary, his temperament is very simple and honest, and he seems a bit incompatible with the romantic and elegant demeanor of the aristocratic class in Heian capital.

When the visitor saw Fran sitting in the tea room, he was obviously taken aback, but he quickly realized that he nodded shyly to Fran, and then turned his gaze to Seimei who was sitting in the main seat.

The man bowed to Qingming: "You must be Master Qingming, please forgive me for taking the liberty to visit me."

Qingming shook his head, politely invited the visitor to sit down on the other side of the tea table, and said in a friendly manner: "You are the adult of the Santiao family, why should you be so polite to the next onmyoji, please sit down."

The man shook his head and smiled wryly: "Where are you, I'm just an offshoot of San Tiao who is ashamed of me, it's not enough for you to call me an adult."

Qingming smiled and didn't respond much, just introducing the man and Fran.

"You're welcome. The lady here is my friend Lan Ji, and I'm here as a guest today."

Then he looked at Fulan again, and explained: "This is Mr. Zongjin from the Sanjo family, a well-known swordsmith in Heian-kyo, even the emperor in the palace appreciates his superb skills."

Fulan suddenly realized that Santiao was the surname of a famous nobleman, and this Mr. Santiao claimed to be an offshoot of Santiao, so he should also belong to the noble family.However, the craftsmanship of swordsmiths has a very low status in Beijing, and it is a profession that only ordinary people can engage in.So this Mr. Zong Jin's family probably felt very ashamed.

But Fulan really respects skilled craftsmen. She herself is proficient in forging, and she is also somewhat curious about this young knifesmith who is famous in Heianjing. What is different, maybe you can learn from each other and strengthen yourself.

Fran looked at this young craftsman who had given up his noble status with a smile, and said, "It turns out that you are good at forging knives. What a coincidence, I am also very interested in forging and have a lot of experience. It seems that we are colleagues. gone."

The young man named Zong Jin looked in surprise at the elegant Ji Jun in front of him. Her black hair was disheveled, and she was wearing a red leaf skirt that aristocratic girls wear every day. Physically strenuous and endurance-testing jobs are totally out of the question.

"You, with all due respect, you don't look like you can do these things." Zong Jin couldn't help saying.

Fran smiled and didn't explain much, while Qingming on the other side smiled and said: "Lan Ji is not an ordinary person, she is also a powerful person."

Zong Jin suddenly realized, he looked a little ashamed and envious: "So it turns out that divine arts and spiritual arts really have a blessing effect on forging, and I also hope to practice some spiritual arts to assist in forging knives, but unfortunately I don't have the talent in this area , probably I am just suitable to be a simple knife maker."

Fran nodded with a smile: "It's already very enviable that you have the talent in this area. Being able to break through yourself and forge all kinds of outstanding works by yourself is a great satisfaction in itself."

Zong Jin Yinghe: "That's true, what Ji Jun said is true, every knife I complete is like my child. Even if it is a clumsy work during practice, it will make me uncomfortable for a long time when it is destroyed and reforged But as a knife maker, if you want to ensure the excellence and uniqueness of your work, you have to practice and destroy defective products constantly. Sometimes, I really cry and put them into the knife melting furnace."

He scratched his head embarrassingly, and said, "Sorry, I accidentally said so many words."

Qingming smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay, people with true temperament are always welcome here."

Zong Jin smiled shyly, and then explained the purpose of this visit:

"I came to visit you this time because I want to consult something, and I hope you can give me some advice."

Qingming added tea to the teacup in front of Zong Jin, and said with a smile, "Please tell me."

Zong Jin sat up straight, and said solemnly: "You are a famous great Onmyoji, you must know the big monsters very well. The next time I come here, I just want to inquire about some news about the big tengu in Anma Mountain."

Fran paused with the hand holding the teacup, and thought to herself: "Sure enough, it has something to do with Daitengu, but a human swordsmith, why would he inquire about Daitengu?"

Qingming unfolded the paper fan in his hand and shook it lightly. He looked at Zongjin with a serious face and asked, "Datengu is a very famous daemon. His stories can be told by even ignorant children." No, you should be able to get a lot of news if you search in the market, right? What kind of news do you want to ask me about?"

Zong Jin bit his lower lip and replied: "Most of the stories in the market are just legends. They have been dictated for a long time, and they have long been distorted. A lot of information is contradictory, and there is no way to refer to it. That's why I want to find you, a person who has been in contact with that world often. Ask about it. As for the information, I'm not sure about it, naturally, the more detailed the better."

Qingming slightly tilted his head, looked at Zong Jin, and said after a long time: "I wonder why it's inconvenient for me to know the reason why you asked about Otengu? If you encounter any strange things or difficulties, I might be able to help you."

Seeing Qingming let go, Zong Jin himself breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You probably misunderstood. I don't have any malice towards Ootengu-sama. On the contrary, I respect him very much."

Zong Jin sighed, and continued: "To tell you the truth, when I was young, I went to play near Mount Anma, and unexpectedly encountered a group of monsters. It was Lord Otengu who rescued me. He didn't ignore me just because I was a human, and covered up those monsters." It was Ootengu-sama who saved my life. I promised him at that time that when I became a famous swordsmith, I would personally forge an outstanding weapon for him."

"After this, I have been working hard to improve my skills. Finally, I have gradually developed mature works and gained fame. Later, even His Majesty the Emperor affirmed me. However, I have always been haunted by that matter in my heart. I hope to get it done."

Zong Jin finished his story, looked up at Qingming, and said solemnly: "But I only met Ootengu once many years ago, and I don't know him well. I want to forge weapons for him, so I naturally hope that my work It can help him, let him understand how grateful I am to him for so many years, and I hope he can hold this weapon and defend the righteousness in his heart."

Qingming closed the paper fan with a snap, and said with a smile: "I understand, I feel your heart, no matter what you do, Ootengu will also feel your heart."

Zong Jin wryly smiled and said: "Sometimes I wonder if I'm too conceited. After all, there should be swordsmiths in the demon world. As a great demon, Daitengu would lack treasures. Ordinary people in the lower district lack spiritual power. How can they have the ability to forge even swordsmen?" What about the treasured sword that even the big monsters can match? However, I have to repay this kindness, and I dare not forget this oath."

Qingming smiled and said: "If you want to forge weapons for Ootengu, you really need someone who understands Ootengu's power, but I haven't fought against this Ootengu myself, so my understanding is limited. However, here is someone who can give you some advice. Qingming looked at Fulan and said, "Lan Ji, with wind attribute power, can fly, and is good at spells and group attacks. You should understand this kind of fighting style."

Flan was stunned for a moment when she was called by name suddenly, but she knew what Qingming said.Indeed, apart from the strength attribute, this description is subtly similar to himself.

Flan thought for a while, looked at Zong Jin, and said: "The characteristics of wind attribute power are cutting and speed, and being able to fly takes advantage of space. If you are good at group attack techniques, you will be relatively weak in melee combat and single-target attacks. In this way , The relatively long and sharp melee weapons can help this type overcome its weaknesses and enhance its advantages. And if you are good at forging knives, why not use your strengths and forge a sharp blade for him."

Zong Jin was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized: "So, in this case, it is very suitable to forge a large sword. This is one of the types of swords I am relatively good at."

He looked at Fran gratefully and said, "Thank you so much for your suggestion."

Fran was a little curious: "Odachi? I forge swords a lot, but I'm not very familiar with knives."

Zong Jin seriously explained: "In fact, it is also a Taidao, but generally a Taidao over five feet is called a Daidachi. Because it is relatively long, it is not often used in actual combat. It is often enshrined in shrines. However, Daitengu is a great sword It's a demon, and it can fly, so a longer knife is fine."

Flan nodded, thinking: "The five feet here is about 1.5 meters. Such a long knife is not very convenient to make and use."I don't know if people here are allowed to visit when they forge knives. '

Fran asked curiously: "You said that five feet is the bottom line of the Odachi, but generally speaking, how long is the Odachi?"

Zong Jin thought for a while and said, "Under normal circumstances, there are five-foot and six-foot Datachi swords, and I have seen seven-foot swords."

Fran couldn't help being a little speechless: "It's so long, how long do you plan to make for Ootengu?"

Zong Jin said with a smile: "Da Tengu is a big monster, so a knife over six feet is not considered long."

Qingming on the side suddenly made a puff, and Fulan and Zong Jin both looked at him.

Seimei smiled, as if nothing had happened.

So Fulan turned her head again, and chatted with Zong Jin about forging.

If you don't pay attention, the moon is already in the middle of the sky outside, and a bright crescent moon hangs on the dark blue night, pouring out the pure and bright brilliance.

Zong Jin hurriedly apologized to Qingming and said goodbye, Qingming got up to see Zong Jin and Fulan who were about to leave.

Walking under the eaves, Zong Jin looked at the crescent moon hanging high in the sky, smiled and said to Fulan: "Ji Jun, it is a great honor to meet you today. I also want to tell you that although you are wearing red leaves Beautiful, but I think that blue is more suitable for you."

Fran was a little surprised that Zong Jin would say such a thing, so she couldn't help asking, "Blue?"

Zong Jin smiled shyly, pointed to the crescent moon in the sky and said, "It's as dark blue as the night, because your smile is as gentle and beautiful as the crescent moon in the night."

Fran smiled back at him, thinking: "As expected of a nobleman in Heian-kyo, no matter how simple and honest he looks, he is very elegant and unique when he praises women." '

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When Zongjin left, Fulan looked at Qingming and asked, "Qingming, why did you lose your composure when Zongjin said that he was going to forge a great sword? Is there anything wrong?"

Qingming shook his head lightly and said, "No."

Fran looked at him suspiciously and said, "You have."

Seimei chuckled: "Okay, okay, let me say." His expression suddenly became a little strange, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was extremely wicked: "Zongjin said that he wants to forge a six-foot daidachi for Ootengu. "

Fran nodded: "Yes, that's what he said."

Seimei continued to laugh and said, "But the big tengu... is probably more than five feet tall."

Fran was surprised: "What? The big tengu...is he so short? I thought that big monsters are the same as Ibaraki Shuten, far higher than ordinary people."

Seimei shook his head and laughed: "The human form of Daitengu is between a teenager and a young man, so..."

Fulan looked at Qingming helplessly, and asked, "Then why didn't you tell Zong Jin?"

Qingming shook his fan lightly, and said with a smile on his lips: "It doesn't matter, anyway, the big tengu can fly, and." He paused, and smiled meaningfully: "You don't think that the big tengu's expression will change after receiving such a reward. Is it interesting?"

Fran was speechless for a while, and then responded: "You are really...but it is really interesting."

The author has something to say: Santiao Zong, the swordsmith of the Sanjo School, is about to go online.Because Nishang couldn't find Zongjin's surname, and the status of Heianjing craftsmen was very low, he was called Sanjo Zongjin because the area where he lived was called Sanjo, and Sanjo itself was the surname of a high-ranking nobleman.So, Nishang changed Santiao Zongjin's background, hahahaha, don't scold me.In addition, don't care about the timeline, Nishang can check the information and say anything, so Nishang decided to customize it!

small theater:

Ibaraki: Good friend, what is the fun of drinking so much? !Why don't we go fight!

Shuten: Ibaraki, you either shut up and drink with me, or get out!

Ibaraki: Oh, then pour me a bowl too.

Shuten: Cough... Ibaraki, let me ask you, what's the name of that woman?

Ibaraki: What woman?

Shuten: That's... that woman.

Ibaraki: What is that woman?

Shuten: It's the woman who ran away with Seimei!

Ibaraki: Oh, you said dead woman, you should have said it earlier.

Shuten: ...What's her name?

Ibaraki: I don't know.

Jiu Tun:! ! !Don't you know her very well? !He even fought me for her!

Ibaraki: I don't know, I keep calling her a dead woman, you know?

Jiu Tun: I know I still ask you? !

Ibaraki: Oh, so you don’t know either.She said before that she was the grandma of the big tengu, although the big tengu didn't recognize her.But maybe she's called Hikari Tengu?

Alcoholic: ...

Ibaraki: Best friend!where you go?

Shuten: Shut up!I want a demon to drink quietly!