The Girl and Her Sword [Comprehensive + Sword III]

What is the so-called beauty of a sword?

But just watching quietly is not enough.

The most beautiful moment of the so-called sword is when it is swung towards the weak neck, and the flash of blood bursts out. It cuts the flesh and blood like tofu, allowing the blood to flow out gracefully and smoothly.

Yes, just like my own sister.

She is different, even the blood shed has a fragrance that fascinates her.

Ahh...so thirsty, if I could taste that luscious liquid again.

So what if you sell your soul?

The air was filled with a disgusting smell of blood, and the gorgeous kimono spread on the floor was already soaked in blood. A man wearing a dark blue hakama on his lower body and a white silk bathrobe on his upper body sat motionless at the front of the room. In the middle, the one in his arms is the owner of the kimono. The woman is lying in the man's arms, her head tilted to one side at an obviously unreasonable angle like a puppet with broken strings, and she has been dead for a long time.

Time passed slowly, the bright red blood gradually dried up to dark red, and then turned to brown, the man still sat motionless like a statue.

"Mr. Ogida, it's time to get up." It wasn't until such a gentle voice sounded outside the door that the man inside moved as if waking up from a dream.

"Heh." In the hazy halo, the man slowly raised his head. He has shoulder-length brown hair, and he can vaguely distinguish the soft and beautiful facial features that are no less than that of a woman, and his figure is also leaning towards slender. Thin, he moved his body that had become a little stiff due to sitting quietly for a long time, pressed his temples a few times with his slender fingers, and said, "Is it Tsumu?"

"Yes." The gentle voice continued, "Mr. Ogita, is the ceremony over yet?"

"Ah, that's right." The man said casually, and stood up. At the same time, the woman's body made a dull sound and fell on the blood-soaked ground.Only half of the connected head was left and rolled half a circle, a pair of unwilling eyes opened wide and looked at the man, but the man seemed to have not seen it, took off the blood-stained cloth hakama and bathrobe, and then looked at the man from one side. He took out a new one from his closet and put it on again. After dressing his body in a leisurely manner, he said, "The next thing will be troublesome, Priest Tsume."

"Yes." said the man outside the door.

With a 'swish', the sliding door was pulled open, and the sun shone on the face of the man in the room. For some reason, his complexion was morbidly pale, and his shoulder-length brown hair was draped leisurely on his shoulders. His eyes seem to be lifeless, but he does have a pair of facial features that are as soft and beautiful as a woman's. Just standing there, he has a calm and gentle feeling, but - there is no emotion in those eyes.He blinked a few times, looked at the middle-aged man with a gentle face, "Today, who are we going to see?"

"It's a very special girl." Tsume said. He has a very simple and honest face. When he squints and smiles, he looks like Maitreya Buddha, but his smile never reaches the bottom of his eyes. "I told you before Well, a guest entrusted her relics to my shrine for safekeeping when she was dying. Speaking of which, her surname is very similar to yours. A few days ago, there was an extremely powerful fluctuation, and the bell was floating in the air. This strange phenomenon lasted for quite a long time. When I arrived, the bell suddenly disappeared, and the girl appeared out of thin air gone."

"You mean..." Ogita's eyes suddenly ignited an indescribable enthusiasm, he looked at Tsumu with that kind of gaze, and his soft and beautiful features became a little hideous-"It's 'she' Is it?" He said, emphasizing that word.

"If there are no accidents, yes." Jin's narrowed eyes also ignited the same enthusiasm, "I have seen it with my own eyes, and I will never lie. I once repaid part of the huge sum of money for her to let her sleep peacefully. Out of gratitude, her descendants gave this object to me. I didn't expect that such a momentary kindness could be rewarded like this. It's really... .." Having said that, his expression suddenly wrinkled, as if he had said something disgusting, he pouted on the ground a few times, "Oh, oh, it's really bad luck to talk about such a thing."

This kind of good and good rewards is very normal and full of positive energy no matter from any angle, but to him, it is so insignificant.

"Anyway, it's just that girl," he waved his hand impatiently, and lost the interest to continue, "Come with me, it's not good for this young lady to receive too much sunlight." He said as if He glanced at the woman behind the man like an object, and said indifferently.

"Heh," Ogita put one hand in his bathrobe, looked at the priest's expression, smiled with interest, poked the priest with his cold fingers like a poisonous snake's spitting out a letter, and said, "Master Tsume... .." His voice was smooth and sticky. At first glance, it gave off an uncomfortable and cold feeling. That feeling——

"Don't speak in that voice," Jin frowned, he took a last look at the woman, and closed the sliding door, "I placed her in an inconspicuous place, and there will only be more and more guests in the future, Hurry up and transfer her away with me—”

However, the place where the girl was originally placed was empty.

"Master Tsume?" The handyman's cautious call awakened him from his memories. Tsume looked at the new trainee priest and recalled his name in his mind. It seems to be called Muzu or something, but like No one would care about his name for such a small person, but the reason why Tsume remembered his name was because he was the only one left at the shrine until now.

"What's the matter, Kizu?" Tsume said with a kind face.

"Well, there's a guest who wants to see you by name." Muzu Er tremblingly handed over a message.

"No see." Jin Mu was in a bad mood, and didn't want to play tricks on the guest.

He turned his attention to the rice paper in front of him again.

Once he has any troubles, he will come to write calligraphy, and the most important thing about writing calligraphy is to complete it in one go. He was interrupted by Mujin when he just entered the state, and now he has to start meditating again.

"Yes, but..." Muzu hesitated to speak.He was on duty that night, so he also witnessed the whole process of the girl's appearance. Not only that, but the girl's appearance was accompanied by a very dazzling light. Now everyone can know that it is a miracle. The shrine suddenly became bustling.

Once people get something beyond their expectations, they will get carried away with pride, but Muzu thinks that Priest Tsume should not be such a person.

Before being taken away by the war, Priest Tsume was a very gentle and good person.

However, after the news of Aiko's death came, he changed.However, even so, Muzu insists that Tsume is still the original Tsume.

Today's guest... is different from those who flock to it just because they have witnessed a miracle.

"Master Priest, she is the child in the miracle." Mujin said.

Only then did Tsume remember that besides himself, this person also saw the appearance of the girl.

"Very good, very good." He shook his hand, and the ink-stained brush left a big smudge on the rice paper, but he didn't care about it at all. In order to hide his instant frenzy in his eyes, he blinked Eyes, showing a usual gentle smile, "Really, tell the guests, I'll be there in a while."

"Yes." Mujin timidly bowed and backed away.

Tsume doesn't care about this, Mujin doesn't have any sense of existence to him, and he looks timid all day long, this kind of person exists like air, just ignore it.

However he was wrong.

Mujin walked out of the priest's room, walked through the hall of worship, the hall of coins, and went all the way to the bottom of the orange torii gate.

"Mr. Chuzenji..." He clasped his hands together and saluted.

"How?" Chuzenji asked.

"Sure enough, as you said, it seems that the priest has been possessed by a monster." Muzu said fearfully. "As soon as I said it was related to that girl, he immediately changed his attitude, that kind of frenzy..." It was like a lunatic, which made him very scared.

"Heh." Ruan Qingwu couldn't help chuckling.

Mujin trembled all over, and looked at her tremblingly, "This child...is there nothing wrong with it?"

"Please don't worry," Chuzenji said with a false smile, "Since she woke up and recognized her master, she has been very well-behaved."

And Ruan Qingwu also followed what he said, after Chuzenji mentioned himself, he leaned behind Enokizu, showing a shy look.

"..." Mujin looked at her, sighed, and suddenly said solemnly, "I can't destroy the monster on Master Tsume, this child... Please protect her well."

The emotion and intelligence of the newly awakened puppet is determined by the master, and the extent to which the puppet can grow is the amount of emotion bestowed by the master.Seeing Qingwu's performance, Mujin presumably thought that Qingwu was just a young child, so he said so.

However, how to get rid of the so-called monsters......

With such doubts in mind, Mujin led several people to the worship hall, where Priest Tsume put on a priest's attire and waited there.

"Hello." After worshiping the gods, Chuzenji saluted, "I am Chuzenji."

"Tsume Reito." Tsume returned the salute, turned his gaze to Aowu and Enokizu, and asked, "Who are these two?"

"This..." Chuzenji sighed and said, "It's a long story, I don't know if my lord has..."

"Please come with me." He said clearly.

So a group of people came to a secluded Japanese room.Ruan Qingwu, as a puppet with a fledgling mind, naturally wants to look around like a normal child.

"She..." As soon as she sat down, Jinmu looked at Ruan Qingwu and said hesitantly.

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"I'm very sorry, I'm a demon exorcist, but the patient is like this..." Chuzenji said very distressed, "I heard that your company has a miracle recently, so in desperation..."

"That's it, then, with all due respect, where did you get the patient's doll?" Tsume asked.

"Well," Chuzenji hesitated for a moment, "You also know that it is impossible for the master's family to disclose this kind of news to me..."

Then some unknown thief should have stolen it and sold it to the Enokizu family, Tsume thought secretly.

It's really unforgivable. Now it seems that it will take some means to get her back.

"I understand." Tsume, who was making various calculations in his heart, still had a smile on his face. "Then may I ask what the cause is..."

"Here." Chuzenji nodded towards Enokizu and Qingwu with his chin, "That's it, we can't do without them at all, what are you talking about, brothers and sisters, lovers from previous lives, ha, I think I know, this How is that possible, right?"

"That's right." At this moment, the door behind them was opened, and a person appeared in front of them.