The Girl and Her Sword [Comprehensive + Sword III]

Yukiko Matsumoto repaired the doll for one night. The doll is powered by sunlight. The doll that has completely lost its energy after being beaten by Qingwu and Enokizu can continue to move after being exposed to the sun. Yukiko repaired their damaged ones. Partially repaired, and at the same time turning off their activity functions, they were thrown into the yard to bask in the sun.

It was already noon when she woke up.After checking the time, she went to the yard to wake up the puppet.However, before she was about to wake up, she suddenly felt something was wrong.

"I felt that someone was watching me from the dark, and felt that something was wrong, and then I recorded the data in the puppet's brain, put the useless shell there, and came here." Yukiko sipped the teacup After drinking his tea, he said.

"Oh?" Qingwu raised her eyebrows, "Did you find anything?"

"Hmph~" Yukiko originally wanted to show off her superb skills as a puppeteer, but she was a little discouraged when she saw Qingwu's expression that was quick to speak, and honestly explained, "Actually, those dolls are similar to other puppet masters. Dolls are a little different."

"What's the matter?" Qingwu asked.

"Scent." Yukiko said, taking out something from her bag. "Those dolls have a fragrance that other dolls don't have."

"Sandalwood?" Qingwu is not very interested in this kind of things, so he is not very good at it.

"Mandala incense." Yukiko said, put the things back again, and took out a fan and fanned the fragrance away, "It's nothing to smell at all, but it will cause hallucinations after smelling it for a long time. My ancestor's friend is the master of ikebana 1 , so I have heard a little about these too.”

"You mean, does every doll have this kind of aura?" Qingwu asked thoughtfully.

"Yes." Yukiko said triumphantly, "And I also read the memory of the doll."

"It's probably nothing in my memory." Qingwu said indifferently, "But thank you for your hard work, eh."

"Hey!" Yukiko said a little madly, "You guy, you can't talk well."

"Do you have a knife?" Qing Wu suddenly asked.

"Knife?" Yukiko was stunned for a moment, and repeated.

"Is there a knife in those videos?" Qingwu asked.

"It seems that there is indeed a knife that has been placed indoors..." Yukiko recalled.

"Does it look good?" Qing Wu's eyes lit up, and he asked.

"I don't know what looks good..." Yukiko moved back uncomfortably under her gaze, and said, "Hey, what kind of eyes are you, it's disgusting."

"Anyway, it's one of the five swords in the world. I'm curious too." Qing Wu looked away and said calmly.

"Hey, tell me, are there really monsters?" Yukiko couldn't help asking, "In those memories, I can always hear 992 or something."

"About this, that guy is a master, you can ask him later." Qingwu pointed to Zhongchan Temple, and said out of boredom.Then she stood up and walked out.

"Where are you going?" Yukiko asked.

"Who knows, let's take a stroll." Qingwu stretched, looked at the sunlight outside, and said casually.

"Aren't you curious?" Although Yukiko was indeed very courageous, after experiencing the incident last night, she was still a bit shady about the dark place.

"Why should I be curious?" Qingwu said, "You can't see it anyway." After speaking, the figure in the foreign dress rose and fell against gravity, and the person had already gone away.

"Can't see?" Yukiko was stunned for a moment, "What can't be seen?"

Huh?Is there really? ! !

"Master!" She looked at Jingjitang with tears in her eyes, and said, "Are there any monsters around me?"

...... Chuzenji feels that there are really more and more teasers around.

Qingwu didn't go back to the detective agency, but ran to the streets near Jinyuntai and started strolling leisurely.

"Ah, it's you." Just as she was boringly pressing the road, a voice came.

"Hello." She glanced at the visitor and nodded politely.

The person who came was Sugimura Aoi.

"What a coincidence." Aoi smiled.

"Indeed." Qingwu nodded, "If you deliberately made me feel that way."

"Haha," Kui smiled heartily, "There's no need to be so serious. In fact, I just wanted to see you, but when I thought about it, I realized that I didn't even ask for your name."

"My name is similar to yours, with the same pronunciation." Qingwu said, "Qing, just pronounce it that way."

"It's a beautiful name," Aoi said. "Ah, as expected, this name is better for women. For me, I suffered a lot at the beginning because of this name."

"Are you familiar with Tsume Hayato?" Qingwu asked.

"Isn't that the son of Priest Tsume?" Aoi smiled and said, "I know him, but the reason why I remember him may be because his experience is very similar to mine."

"Is that why you came to me today to tell me these things?" Qing Wu asked.

"Yes," Aoi nodded briskly, "I also feel that something is wrong with that Tsume priest since the war. If we let our lovely brother worship him like this, it may put him in danger."

"How did his son die?" Qingwu asked.

"This," Kui just wanted to say something, but saw that although Qingwu was asking him a question, his eyes were stuck to the storefront of the oden restaurant like iron attracted by a magnet, he couldn't help laughing, and he put aside the topic he had been talking about , said, "Want to eat oden? May I treat you?"

"How embarrassing..." Qingwu said so, but her body was very honest and she pulled Aoi towards the store.

Isn't that very interesting.Aoi smiled helplessly and paid the money.

"You can continue talking now." Qingwu said, eating oden with great satisfaction.

"My ancestors must be known to you," Aoi smiled slightly, took a sip of rice tea, and said, "In short, it is a family that has a very deep relationship with knives."

"En." Qingwu nodded.

"I practiced knives since I was a child, originally just to strengthen my body," Aoi said, "But maybe because of inheritance, apart from strengthening my body, I also like knives very much."

"The knife is really beautiful." Qingwu nodded.

"The war broke out unexpectedly," Aoi sighed, "I...don't like war."

"And then?" Qingwu asked again.

"Then I was stabbed for Uncle Kiba on the battlefield and almost died." Aoi chuckled lightly, "You must know the extent of the injury by now, so I won't say more."

"Is the relationship between Tsume and Ogita also the same?" Qingwu said after thinking for a while before he understood the key point.

"It's Ogita Hanazaki's father." Aoi nodded, "It is said that the two families are close friends. Ogita Hanazaki's father is a calligraphy lover, and he and Tsume Priest would gather to drink tea and discuss calligraphy from time to time. After the war broke out, Tsume The son of the priest and Ogita's father were drafted into the army together, and not long after I was injured, I heard that the two of Ogita...one died and the other was seriously injured."

But the only difference is that Ogita's father didn't survive in the end.Aoi said with a faint wry smile.

"So you should be lucky that you are still alive." Qingwu concluded.

"Yes." Aoi nodded, with an expression of the rest of her life.

"But why does that idiot think that you are trapped by a knife?" Qingwu said again, "Although I don't trust idiots all the time, but this kind of person's intuition is more sensitive. So you have been depressed for a while, haven't you? "

"You, actually thought about seppuku, right?" Qingwu finished eating oden, looked straight at him and said, "Because you can no longer hold a knife, you actually thought about it for a while, right?"

"Hehe." Aoi smiled helplessly, as a default.

"Tsk tsk, it's good to be alive." Qingwu looked at the empty plate regretfully, and sighed.

"That's right." Aoi turned a blind eye to her regretful eyes, and retaliated a little, "Oh, it's getting late, it's time to go back, after all, I'm not in good health, and I need to rest more, don't you think so?"

→_→ Ruan Qingwu glanced at him, and said coldly, "A man with a small belly." ╭(╯^╰)╮

"Anyway, even if it's me." Aoi said suddenly, he restrained his smile and looked serious, "I can't, I won't do this kind of behavior."

"Who knows, everyone has their own weaknesses." Qingwu stirred the soup and said, "If the weaknesses are grasped, no matter how strong a person is, he is only controlled by others."

"However," Aoi narrowed her eyes and said amusedly, "If it was you,"

"If it were me," Qingwu blinked and said calmly, "I can't predict the future, who knows?"

No one can predict the future.

If he could predict the future, then he would definitely not let his son set foot on that damned battlefield, right?

Tsumu thought.

He is in a monastery at the moment, and there is a tablet in the Buddha.

That is his son's tablet.

As a priest of a shrine, it is quite strange at any time to enshrine the tablets of relatives in other places.

Tsume did, however.

In fact, he really wanted to take his son back.Put it elsewhere, who knows how it will be treated?However, he endured and endured, and finally did not bring his son back.

Tsume Shrine is an inheritance from Tsume's ancestors. His ancestors have been there for generations, and he should be there after his death.

If it was the afterlife, would his son blame him for not putting himself with them?Tsumu thought.

But it doesn't matter if his son blames him.

Because soon...that shrine will no longer be a place of peace.

Yes, he will turn the shrine into a blood pool hell.

To punish those souls who took his son...

"Sponsor Tsume?" The monk on the side asked with some doubts.

"It's nothing." Tsume came back to his senses and said gently, "I'm just... a little sad."

"My condolences." It's not that there has never been such a benefactor, the monk is used to it, and nodded.

"Excuse me, Master Changxin." Tsume asked suddenly, remembering the shadow he saw on Ogita that day. "Do you think there are monsters in the world?"