The Girl and Her Sword [Comprehensive + Sword III]

I am a person who likes to listen to stories, loves to talk, and has good hands and feet. After thinking about a career that suits me for a long time, I finally decided to be a waiter in a shop, and my life was fulfilling.

Today, a strange guest came to the inn.

When I saw her, she was walking slowly on the mountain road with misty white clouds, as if she was walking on clouds and mist. Embarrassed.

She was dressed like someone who had been in trouble, but she didn't look like it when she looked closely. Besides, she was holding a black umbrella, and the umbrella surface was a bit worn, but it could be seen that there was a layer of purple patterns on the edge. However, what attracted my attention was the handle of the umbrella. I don't know what it is made of. It looks heavier than ordinary umbrellas and has a strange luster.

Because the umbrella was so strange, I couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

Maybe she noticed my gaze, she looked at me.

"I'm sorry, the little one was in a trance for a while and offended the guest officer, so I ask the guest officer to forgive me." I said hastily.

"You just glanced at me, there's nothing to offend." She put away her umbrella as she said, and sat down on the table in front of me, "Come here."

"Okay!" It seems that this is a talkative master, so I served her a pot of tea. "Where does this come from, sir?"

"I don't know, I have no impression." She supported her head and said indifferently, "Do you like listening to stories?"

"I like it." I wondered, "How did the guest officer know?"

"I noticed that you were looking at me on the way here," the girl said in a spirited way, "It's enough to show that you are very curious about me. After I sat down, your eyes would always stay on my umbrella. , I discovered its difference, so you want to know its origin, which is my story, right? Haha, in fact, I guessed it before. It’s also a wild guess.”

"Admiration, admiration." I couldn't help praising, "What's the girl's story, why don't you tell me?"

It is now afternoon, and few guests will come over, so I just have a leisurely time, and I have time to listen to stories.

"My story," she said thoughtfully, "I am from the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers."

"Yo, that girl must be good at medicine?" I said.

"Forget it," she said very casually, "I am proficient in all the six arts of flowers, and that's all about medical skills."

Me....my gosh, Liuyi!It is not easy for ordinary people to master a skill, but she is a six-art?I can't help but stand in awe.

"Dare to ask the girl's name?" I asked cautiously.

"My name, whether you hear it or not," she replied casually. "Do you still listen to stories?"

"Listen." I said hastily.Just kidding, judging from my many years of experience as a mistress, this calm breath must be a hidden expert. The story of such a person must be much more exciting than that of me as a mistress.

"Actually, it's not as exciting as you think." She glanced at me and said. "I was an abandoned baby. I was picked up by my master and entered the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers. I grew up to be 20 years old and was proficient in martial arts. However, I never left the valley. By chance, I left there and met my wife."

Knot, married?Who is lucky enough to be married to such a fine person?Half envious and half jealous, I said, "Who is that person?"

She rested her chin and thought for a while, "He is the one I like, his name...can't remember." She frowned and said. "If you interrupt me again, I won't be happy."

"Say it, say it." I said hastily.

"I met an accident when I was leaving the valley, and I came to an unknown place," she said, "It is also because of this that I met him." She blinked her eyes, as if caught in a memory, beautiful The face is like a delicate doll, beautiful and empty, "Then we met." She repeated, frowning.

"And then?" I asked cautiously.

"Forget." She blinked, looked at the umbrella in her hand, and touched the handle, "I didn't pay attention to him at first, he was just a more interesting existence to me, so I I didn't pay much attention to it, it's just... too coincidental, I always meet him."

Good luck.I sighed in my heart.

"It's very interesting," she said, "the probability of repeated encounters between people is very small, basically impossible. I have heard monks say that in order to meet once, you have to pray for 500 years before the Buddha. Calculated, he may have been begging for thousands of years to get me." She said suddenly with a bit of complacency.

...Why is he begging you and not you begging him?I complained silently in my heart.

"Because I don't believe in Buddhism." She once again saw through my mind and said, "So no matter in the past or present, I will not ask him."

...Suddenly feel that the Buddha is so pitiful.

"And..." she continued, "I died."

.......What? !

"It's a lie." Looking at my terrified expression, she said lightly, "It's just that everyone thinks I'm dead, but in fact I'm not. I even carved the tombstone for them myself."

But why didn't they notice... Okay, I get it, it must be the Disguise Technique.

"Yeah." She nodded and smiled slightly, "I haven't carved my own tombstone yet, it's very interesting."

.......No, most people don't find it funny.

"Then I saw him in front of my tomb, wanting to cry but trying not to cry," she blinked. "Actually, he was quite cute like that. I was so fascinated by it that I almost got caught, but it's okay." My position is relatively hidden."

Am I the only one who feels like an idiot?

"Are you still listening?" She crossed her arms and said displeasedly.

Listen to what you say you say.I had already given up talking and just pointed my eyes directly.

"Then," she thought for a while, touched the handle of the umbrella again, and said, "I forgot."

(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻ does not carry such.

"He has been sick several times, and his health is very poor," she said, "and he thought I was dead, so he didn't cherish his body even more, and tortured himself silently... Then I had no choice but to appear in front of him again, changing an identity."

what's next?

"Forgot." She touched the handle of the umbrella and said, "We returned to Wanhua Valley, and his health became worse and worse...and then he died."

In the Valley of Thousand Flowers, with so many genius doctors around, died?

"Yeah..." She sighed faintly, looked at the umbrella in her hand, and said softly, "So look, how bad he is."

........

"But it's fine now." She was happy again. Against the background of her black clothes, her face became even paler and lifeless. "I'm going to die now," she said softly, stroking the handle of the umbrella, "soon, We can be together."

Before I could think about it, she suddenly looked up at me, her dark eyes filled with nothingness, "Are you curious about this umbrella handle? It's made of his bones."

In the midsummer weather, my back was covered in cold sweat.

"It took me a lot of work to separate his flesh and blood," she said dreamily, "and then polished it carefully... Yes, the skeleton of the whole umbrella is made of him. Why, it can't be seen that it is a bone, right? ?” she smiled.

...... Is it too late for me to escape now?

"Don't worry." She touched the handle of the umbrella softly and reluctantly, "Because I promised to travel all over the world with him before, that's why I did this. Now, I'm going to separate from him."

"Why...why?" I asked fearfully.

"I'm dying." She blinked and smiled, "So I don't need him anymore, don't panic, you won't die until you complete the task I gave you."

"What task?" I asked tremblingly.

"There will be someone who looks like me coming here, give her this umbrella." Her tone returned to normal, and she said indifferently. "She'll know what to do."

Then she Shi Shiran stood up, "Oh right," she turned to look at me, "You should know what happens if you don't finish it?" She asked.

"Yes, yes..." I nodded tremblingly.

"That's good." After saying that, she showed a childlike innocent smile, and walked away step by step as before.

I looked down at the umbrella.