I thought it was be but it turned out to be he

With just one glance, Future eagerly took a step forward, held it in his hand lovingly, and caressed everything from the handle to the blade with his fingers.

In this age, without mastering considerable knowledge and craftsmanship, it is very rare to make such a sharp knife.

Asakura lowered his voice and asked, "What do you think?"

Future answered honestly, "It's a very good knife."

"Then the pattern of the knife, the extremely sharp blade, and the casting of the edge of the knife, do you have any other thoughts after seeing the young teacher?" He seemed to be reminding cautiously.

Future slightly frowned, "What exactly do you want to say?"

In such a quiet space, the sound of him swallowing saliva could be clearly heard, Asakura's voice trembled, and he only said two words, "Muramasa..."

Muramasa?After hearing this, Mirai looked confused, and looked at the knife carefully to understand why Asakura had such an idea, and smiled softly, "From the forging process of the knife edge, it is indeed in line with Muramasa's plan. style, but this is not Yotou Muramasa."

The future is very certain, Asakura is obviously shocked, "Isn't it?" Muramasa has always been a legend, and even he can only judge according to the legend.

"Gorgeous knife pattern, sharp blade, indeed, from many angles, it is in line with Muramasa's characteristics, but it is not Muramasa, because I have seen it."

Hearing this, Asakura was even more startled.

"I've seen it. I was a child at that time. I saw the real demon sword Muramasa. It's really beautiful. I haven't forgotten how it looks until now. It's what I like about Japanese swords."

Although Daisy has only existed in Kyoto for more than half a year, her reputation has been widely recognized, and her talent is recognized by everyone. Since she has denied the possibility of it being the demon sword Muramasa, Asakura has no reason not to believe it, "Then This is it?"

"I've only heard a little rumor, but it shouldn't be wrong. This one was made by the famous knife maker Echizen Yasutsu around the 11th year of Keicho."

"Echizen Yasutsu... isn't he forging Wakizashi?"

"Who knows, everyone wants to try new fields. If there is a chance to forge other cold weapons, I think I will be very interested."

Asakura took the knife from Mirai, and pondered for a long time under the light. After being pointed out, it really looked like it came from the hand of Echizen Yasutsugu.

After confirming that it wasn't Muramasa, Asakura heaved a long sigh of relief, as if he would survive a catastrophe. When he first saw this knife, he thought some catastrophe would happen.

After the serious matter was dealt with, Asakura put on his usual informal smile again, "As expected of a young teacher, I'm really useless with my old eyes, it's time to give up the position to young people, it's just me Those two students are not up to the mark. If there is someone like a young teacher to inherit the Kongjiang House, I will have no regrets. It's a pity that you have your own property, teacher. It's a pity. Sometimes I often think, what if How good it would be for me to have a daughter like you."

In the future, he didn't dare to take a breath after his intentional words, for fear that his next sentence would be a matchmaker for his son.

Chao Cang is very hospitable, and it was expected of her to stay for dinner in the future, but she didn't want to stay and stayed directly at Yueshangzhi.

Originally, the streets of Kyoto should be more bustling at night, but it is already midnight, the roads are empty, and the lights of the houses on both sides have long been turned off, and the whole city is shrouded in night.

Such a quiet night, so that any sound is very clear.

After the clear sound of water came a treacherous female voice: "This way."

In the future, he looked at the wooden bridge not far away, and there stood a long-haired woman in white, but her complexion was so pale that there was no trace of blood.

The woman beckoned her over, "This way, this way..."

The future knows who a woman is, no, what it should be.

Qiao Ji, is the name of that woman, she is a monster, formed by the resentment of some infatuated women, because she loves others and can't be with her beloved, she jumps into the water to commit suicide, because women in this country cannot commit suicide easily , disheartened and can only throw himself into the river.

If a man crosses the bridge at night, he will appear and lure him into the water to drown him, but if it is a woman crossing the bridge, he will not make a detour, but will forcibly pull her into the water.

Without any hesitation in the future, he changed the direction of his toes and walked straight towards the bridge.

Qiao Ji didn't seem to want to pull her into the water, but just stretched out her hand to her, speaking in an ethereal and resentful voice, "Blood, give me blood."

Future subconsciously looked at his left hand, the purple-black line was swimming under the skin, accompanied by a slight tingling pain.

She fumbled for the belt, pulled out a small dagger from it, and was about to roll up the sleeve, when she heard a scream, Qiao Ji fell into a pool of blood, and disappeared in a short time. On the bridge, it seems that it never existed from the beginning.

In the future, he raised his head calmly, and what caught his eyes was the eye-catching blond hair and red eyes. This man was wearing an orange-red kimono with golden butterflies, and he was slowly putting the knife back into its sheath. Elegant charm.

The moment the man met her eyes, he turned around and left without looking back.

It wasn't until the figure completely disappeared into the night that Future retracted his gaze, and thoughts surged in his heart.

This person undoubtedly knew that Qiao Ji was a monster, but in the scene just now, did he think that Qiao Ji was going to harm her so he helped her?

Forgot to ask his name.

That night, the long-lost dream in the future dreamed about her childhood, her parents died early, and her elder brother depended on each other in a cold family.

The little girl in a black kimono practiced new and unfamiliar spells over and over in the open space.

"Practicing again? Well, after all, there is only one way to go."

The faces of the people walking down the corridor have the usual self-confidence and indifference, and even a smile makes people think it is a kind of irony.

The man who came out from behind him patted him on the shoulder with a clear smile, "Jingji, can't you be more friendly to the future? I don't want to fight with you because of my sister."

Zhang Jingsi knew that this sister-in-law could really do it, so he left bored.

The girl ran up to the man with brisk steps, first expressing her happiness for his safe return, but the next second she became worried, "...brother, do you really want to get rid of the demon cave?"

"Ah, I must be the head of the house, because I want my sister to smile again. I like the way the future smiles the most."

The man bent down, smiled and rubbed the hair of his sister who reached his waist, but the other party opened his hands seriously, "It's too dangerous!"

"Give brother more confidence. If it's for the future, it looks like even a god can kill him."

The future knows that he is pretending to be relaxed, in order not to worry her, but the more he behaves like this, the more pain she feels in her heart, her eyes droop slightly, her voice is a little choked up, "It's not a good thing to be the head of the Changyi sect..."

The ancestors once used their right eye to make a deal with the monster, but they did not give the right eye to the monster, so the monster would take the right eye of the leader of each subsequent generation.

"You worry too much." The man smiled, he couldn't see the expression on his face against the light, he could only feel the tenderness conveyed by his laughter.

The future tightly pursed her lips, not letting herself reveal the slightest fragility, and wanted to say something to persuade the man to give up this idea. A biting chill came to her heart, and she shivered suddenly. Before she could react, a sharp knife pierced the man's stomach.

The gorgeous pattern on the knife body is dazzling under the refraction of sunlight.

The world in front of me was instantly eroded by the sky full of red mist.

I never knew red was such a scary color.

"Hey!"

The future suddenly sat up from the bed, covered his eyelashes with his palm after a short cry of grief, and parted his lips with a smile that seemed to be crying.

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Note 1

The historical Muramasa, with a blade length of 73.32 cm, was made by Seshu Muramasa, a swordsmith from the Muromachi period to the end of the Sengoku period, with outstanding cutting ability. Symbol, denounce it as "the demon knife village is positive". [note 1]

Maybe it's because Muramasa is too sharp, and in the Edo period, it began to have the titles of "evil sword" and "demon sword", which were shunned by the world.The ominousness of this sword has been confirmed in the true legend of "the demon sword haunting the Tokugawa family".

At that time, Ieyasu's previous two generations of Matsudaira family heads died under the sword of Muramasa. Ieyasu's grandfather Matsudaira Kiyoyasu was beheaded by his retainer Abe Yashichiro at Owari Kokushou Mountain in the fourth year of Tianwen. At that time, Yashichiro used Muramasa sword; later, Ieyasu's father, Matsudaira Hiromada, was assassinated by his valet Iwamatsu Yaya, who was also using Muramasa at that time; and Ieyasu himself was injured by Muramasa sword when he was a child in Suruga, although all of these can be said It was a coincidence, but during the Battle of Sekigahara in the [-]th year of Qingchang, Oda Kawachi's gunshot wounded Ieyasu's finger by mistake, that is, the finger that was injured that year. What's more, this bullet also came from Seshu Village All this had to make Ieyasu feel an inexplicable fear.

In the Edo period, people began to pay attention to judging good and bad from the sharpness of the knife. The social atmosphere at that time did not like this kind of too sharp knife. Therefore, Muramasa, who is famous for its sharpness and suitability for actual combat, also began to be called "Muramasa" for this reason. For "demon sword".

By the late Edo period, the concept of Muramasa as the demon sword had been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Note 2

Yushen Knife: A knife placed in the shrine to worship the gods, generally not used for fighting