The Girl and Her Sword [Comprehensive + Sword III]

For this action, Qingwu mercifully set up a plan to make everyone move.

That's the case, but it's actually very simple and rude-she went to the shrine to get back the things, and then Enogizu Kyogokudo and others went to Ogita's side.

Originally, Qingwu was actually needed to use the past as a bait, but now there is a puppet standing up spontaneously, which is really great.First, the puppet is required to stimulate Huazhang to reveal his true colors, and then everyone rushes up to capture him, and finally Jingjitang will brainwash, bah, teach.

It was a very feasible plan, but to the surprise of everyone, Hua Zhang ran away.

He didn't hurt the puppet Hua Ji as everyone thought, but said lightly, "You are not my sister." After that, he quickly broke through the window and escaped.

"It's not good." Knowing this, Qingwu showed the same expression as Chuzenji who knew about it.

"What's wrong?" Yukiko asked.

"This is the worst outcome I expected." Qingwu said with a serious face.

"Why?" Masato asked in bewilderment.

"Because..." Qingwu said, couldn't help turning the pen in his hand again.

"Because this proves that Ogita Huazhang is pretending to be crazy." Chuzenji folded his arms and said with a bad expression, "He did it on purpose...."

"Yes," Qingwu said coldly. "Stupid, really stupid."

Is it really worth doing this for someone who has nothing to do with you?

"Hmm..." Chuzenji pondered for a moment, scratched his chin with some annoyance, and looked around. This is Ogita House, and they were in Ogita Huahime's room. "Where is Ogita Hanaaki's room?"

"This way." The puppet Hua Ji said. "Let me lead the way for you."

Ogida Huazhang's room was very deserted.

After Chuzenji walked around inside, a small window suddenly opened. "What room is this?"

"This..." the puppet Hua Ji looked at it and said, "It seems to be the guest room next door."

"..." Chuzenji strode out the door, went to the next room and pulled it open.

A smell of dust permeated the air, and after the dust dispersed, everyone saw the whole picture of the guest room.

"This is the place where the man often lives. After his parents died, he sometimes came to take care of us..." the doll Hua Ji said, "Next to it is the storage room, and there is also such a transom window. Only this transom window knows..."

"I see." Chuzenji said after walking around and dusting off the dust on the table.

"I know too." Qingwu looked at it and said.

...so what the hell do you guys know! ! ! (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

"That, may I ask?" the puppet Hua Ji asked cautiously.

"A smarter approach." Qingwu commented, "It's her style."

"Do you know the person behind?" Chuzenji looked over.

"Should recognize, I'll go after Ogita Huazhang, I'll go first." Qingwu turned his pen around and said.

"..." Everyone watched Qingwu leave from the window, and then looked at Chuchan Temple.

"Here, there used to be photos and memorial tablets." Chuzenji said coldly, "You can tell it by looking at the traces of dust... You can just see this place from the transom."

"So?" Yoshida asked.

"Think about it with your head," Chuzenji said impatiently, "this height... is a height that children can see, right? So when we are guests at Ogida's house, Tsume will put it here. Take the photo tablet, and then deliberately let Ogida Hanaaki see and hear some twisted facts."

"At all..." the doll Hua Ji's hands were trembling, she said, "It's not what he thought at all, the master's father is not a villain who broke his promise and used his friend's son as a shield in order to survive!! She clutched at her clothes, tears streaming down her face, "Master's father wrote a family letter to his mother before he died, and this letter was read by the master. In fact, it was just an accident. The master's father never thought of sacrificing his friend's son to save his life, it was the other party's own behavior..."

"This kind of reasoning doesn't make sense to parents." Chuzenji sighed, "Especially parents who are controlled by grief."

"However, just because of my own sorrow, I went to harm other people's children," Chuzenji said again, "this is wrong."

"It's boring, it's boring!" Enokizu said very dissatisfied, "Shall we go to the shrine and beat up that old man?"

"No, Ah Wu will solve it." Chuzenji said, "I always feel that all this has something to do with her. Maybe she knows the person behind the scenes."

"Behind the scenes?" Yukiko asked in surprise.

"Do you think it's normal for a priest who has never understood this kind of thing to suddenly set up such a situation?" Chuzenji said coldly, "Recently he bought a lot of books about psychological hypnosis from me, but Many of them are works with empty content, and many methods mentioned in them are actually useless.”

"That is to say?" the man dressed as an office worker said in astonishment.

"That is to say, he has never been successfully hypnotized." Chuzenji said, "Except for the time when he killed his sister, Ogita Huazhang should be awake."

Sober, he was used as a pawn by his most respected elders.

What is it like?

"Yo." There is a small shrine behind the shrine.Qingwu, who had changed into Wanhua's school uniform, stood in front of it, and when she heard footsteps, she spoke back.

"It was still discovered by you." Ogita Huazhang paused and said with a wry smile.

"You make too many detours," Qingwu said, "but I always like to go straight to the point."

I realized that the many detours I had taken to get rid of the tracking before were all in vain.On the contrary, Ogita Hanazaki calmed down.

"What are you going to do?" He smiled wryly.

"Your sister is dead." Qingwu said, "Do you want to see her final destination?"

"Where is she?" Ogita asked in surprise, "Could it be?"

"She's not in Tsumu's hands." Qingwu turned around, and Ogita was finally able to see her true face.

"Really, I have misunderstood all this time..." Ogita sighed, "I know what to do, before that, can you compete with me?" The knife was drawn.

"San Ri Yue?" Qing Wu asked.

"You want it very much?" Ogita smiled slightly, "If you beat me, it will be yours."

"I don't have a knife." Qingwu said.

"No, you have." Ogita blinked, and the corners of his mouth were curved slightly, "Although I am confused in some aspects, I still have a little bit of accomplishment when it comes to swordsmanship."

"Tsk." Qingwu was noncommittal, and a knife appeared out of nowhere in his hand. "Is that the crescent moon?"

"No." Ogita said, "If you beat me, I will tell you its location."

"Really?" Qingwu's motivation came immediately. "My father's sword skills can't be merciless, you must tell me alive."

After that, she held the handle of the knife, closed her eyes, and fell silent.

All sounds are silent.

Ogita's expression also became serious. When he was serious, the depression between his brows completely faded away, and it turned out to be very cold.

He inexplicably thought of a waka.

The living, the living, the road turns into a glacier.

There are no four seasons in life, only the wilderness of cold winter.

If the blood and tears that flowed out were not wiped away, they would freeze into ice. 1

He has been in the deep winter of his life, without blood or tears, walking alone in the wilderness, seeking redemption.

Just a knife.

Also only one knife.

Is the redemption he pursued all his life coming?

It is true that Qingwu only used one knife to kill him.

"Although I know maybe forcing you to live is the right way..." Qingwu said lightly, "but it just makes you more painful to walk around in the world, right?"

She looked at the corpse lying on the ground with pity and said.

In the distance, a fire is rising.

"Not good!" She raised her eyebrows, rolled up the sleeves of her robe and took the corpse away like a fire.

The whole thing really wasn't what Tsume thought of alone.

After Qingwu left, Tsumu ran to the phone tremblingly, and dialed the number several times with trembling hands before dialing the correct number. When he was relieved, a voice suddenly came from the side saying: " You can't get through."

He shook his hands in fright, turned his head to look, and saw a black dress.

"So it's you, my lord..." He hastily put down the phone, and bowed to the man tremblingly, "I'm really sorry, the villain messed up the matter."

"Well," a casual voice came from above, "it's okay, you're done."

Finished?

"Yes...is that so?" Tsumu closed his eyes tremblingly, and bowed down in fear, "Thank you very much..."

"There is nothing to be grateful for." The person said indifferently, her voice was cold and cold, like spring water flowing through the mountains. "In the end, you abandoned family, friendship, and subordinates... You paid the price of betrayal, but you still didn't get it, so you don't have to thank me."

"Why, how come?" Tsunami raised his head in astonishment, no matter how many times he would hold his breath for the beauty of the visitor.

That is the beauty that should not appear in the world.It was precisely because of this, coupled with the opponent's exhaustive strategy, that he gave all his trust to this person.

"It's all lies." The visitor took a few steps back, sat on the chair and looked at him with leisure, showing a contemptuous and mocking smile, "Everything is a lie, I lied to you. The reason why I did this was just to see you How long can I immerse myself in it? In the end, you really made me watch a good show."

"So..." Jin Mu's hands and feet were cold, he stiffened his body, and asked, "Is everything fake?"

"Yes." Wearing a black kimono, the woman said with a sneering smile, "There are indeed examples of fierce knife towns, but the purpose of that is to purify the hostility on the sword, and the cruelty Qi can only scare demons and ghosts, it is not very useful to the soul, but it can play a protective role. The best way to make those souls suffer is to abandon them in the wild, or bury them in a fierce place, and seal them with blood. To be roasted by yang qi but not extinguished, to be nourished by yin qi but not to flourish...Although it is just hearsay, it is more credible than the method told to you."

"Then, why..." Tsume said.

"Ah, why," the woman thought for a while, "maybe I just want to see how far people like you can do it."

"My suffering...my struggle...my everything...is it just an experiment for you?" Tsume felt his eyes go dark, and he asked with all his might.

"You can put it this way." The woman nodded, "But your luck is better, she came to this era."

"You mean her?" Tsume quickly thought of Qingwu and asked.

"Without her, you would have succeeded." The woman said flatly, "Your ending will be a little worse than now."

"..." Jin's eyes were slack, and he couldn't hear a word anymore.

"You know what to do, don't you?" In the increasingly dusky sky, the woman lit an oil lamp and said, her voice fluctuated from high to low, as if stepping on a special rhythm, making Tsume obey subconsciously.

"I'm done." Jin Mu murmured with dull eyes.