[Comprehensive] After wearing this sword, I found that my height was wrong

The next day.

"This is……!"

Sanjo Zong looked closely at the Shintachi in Imai's hand, and his voice rose with uncontrollable surprise.

Because he is too familiar with this Shintachi, to be more precise, he just watched it being taken away by Gojo Kuninaga yesterday.

That's right, Tsurumaru Kuninaga never ran away.

However, what really makes Sanjo Zongjin feel weird is that although the style is the same, the whole body of this vibrator is completely black, and it looks like...

"Is it colored with ink?"

Sanjo Zongjin rubbed his chin, showing disapproval: "Even if you don't like the original pure white, you shouldn't be so unique...Young people nowadays..."

He had already imagined the artistic creation process of Gojo Kuninaga throwing the sword into the ink pool, so he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, looking very regretful.

"He is not."

As he spoke, Imai raised his hand and pointed to the knife rest behind Sanjo Sokami: "That's Tsurumaru Kuninaga from yesterday."

Sanjo Zongjin turned around when he heard the words, and sure enough, he saw the Ichishin Taidao on the knife holder that he hadn't noticed before.Due to the unique structure of the knife holder, the knife and the sheath of the Taidao are separated and arranged one by one, which is more convenient for people to appreciate.

"what?"

Santiao Zongjin raised his eyebrows, looked at the two swords back and forth, and guessed: "It's exactly the same, is it a fake?"

If so, that is really a powerful guy.

"No, they are all genuine."

After Jin Jian lowered his eyes and meditated for a few seconds, he quickly stopped his words and gave a general account of what happened last night.

After Santiao Zongjin listened quietly, he said with a complicated face: "...Why should he make trouble with himself?"

Since he has already seen the Fusangshen transformed by his own sword, the current Sanjo Zongjin has an unusually high acceptance of this kind of thing.

Therefore, compared to Tsurumaru Kuninaga's alternative suicide, he pays more attention to Gojo Kuninaga, who is also a swordsmith-the so-called no comparison, no harm, look at his cute and cute cubs, and then look at the bear children of the Gojo family... The sympathy exploded in an instant.

"I've already left a message for Gojo Kuninaga, and he should see it when he wakes up."

Worried that something would happen again, Imaiken simply brought Ryoshina Tsurumaru Kuninaga back together, so the current scene happened.

Sanjo Zongjin was naturally relieved of his child's handling, so he nodded, turned to look at the black sword and asked, "You just mentioned that Fusangshen, who vibrated the sword, was seriously injured? How is the situation now, is it okay to leave it like this?" .”

"He hid back to the body."

Hei He, who was seriously injured by another self and whose self-esteem was severely frustrated, returned to his original body without hesitation, and he was unwilling to show his face even if he died.

As for his current state, this kind of thing can be known by looking at the ontology——

Imaken pulled the tachi out of the sheath, and Sanjo Zongjin saw the fine cracks on the blade.

"The damage is serious..."

The tragic situation of the Taidao made Sanjo Zongjin frowned: "However, fortunately, it was not cut off like the other strike. I can try to repair it."

"It is enough that the father is willing to help."

Jinjian put the Taidao back into the scabbard neatly, then turned his head and said: "However, Fusangshen's sword has already been born, and a certain amount of spiritual power is required to enter it."

For details, please refer to the practice of current affairs.When the god judge treats the sword man, only by sending spiritual power can he achieve a 100% healing effect.

Santiao Zongjin naturally has no spiritual power, but he knows a lot of people who have spiritual power. If it's not possible, he can just find someone from Yinyang Liao.

So, Sanjozong sent a request to Yinyangliao in the morning, and in the afternoon—Abe Seimei came.

The legendary great onmyoji, waving his bat fan leisurely, stepped into the gate of Santiao Mansion unhurriedly.There was a lazy smile on his lips, as cunning as a lazy fox, however, those mirror-like eyes were full of unpredictable deep meaning.

"Master Seimei, why did you come here?!"

Santiao Zongjin obviously didn't expect that this great onmyoji, who seemed to be taking care of every day, would respond to such a small request.

"Yinyangliao treats all petitions equally."

Abe Seimei arched his hands towards the swordsmith solemnly, but when he got up, he raised his eyebrows and smiled slyly: "Besides, I also miss the tea in Sanjo Mansion very much. people."

Detained in the onmyoji room every day, it is a rare opportunity to be lazy and fish, even the revered great onmyoji is unwilling to miss it.

Although the result was beyond Sanjo Muneki's expectations, Abe Seimei was able to help, which was a blessing that no one else could ask for, and he certainly would not refuse.

Therefore, Santiao Zongjin did not delay, and explained the cause and effect concisely.

"...I see, this is interesting."

After listening to the swordsmith's narration, Abe Seimei showed a very interested look, and then he turned his head to look at Fu Sangshen not far away: "The one in the sword's hand must be the disobedient Tsurumaru Kuninaga Alright."

Fu Sangshen nodded slightly when he heard the words: "That's right, did you find anything?"

In the fields of spiritual power, ghosts and gods, Abe Seimei is an expert who has formed a bond with countless big monsters and has stubbornly experienced several "Kyoto nuclear peace".

In fact, Abe Seimei did not disappoint.

Just glanced at it, the Onmyoji showed a very delicate expression, and said slowly: "I'm afraid this sword is not a product of dark fall in the traditional sense." He tapped the fan on his palm and paused , and then continued: "His situation seems to be somewhat similar to that of Hei Qingming—"

"It was stripped from the original spirit, a product born from darkness."

In layman's terms, it is a bad personality that has been separated out.

However, whether the opportunity for its blackening is the accumulation of long-term negative emotions, or the impact of an unacceptable event, I am afraid that only the black crane himself knows.

"Is that so?"

Jinjian didn't show much surprise, he handed the Taidao to Onmyoji: "I'll leave it to you."

Fix him first, and you can ask "slowly" about everything after that.

Abe Seimei stretched out his hand obediently, intending to take the black sword.

However, at this moment, something happened suddenly——

The sword that was originally in the hands of Fu Sangshen, which was so quiet that there was no reaction, vibrated violently the moment it was touched by the Onmyoji.

Then, accompanied by a piercing sharp cry, the sword energy that had turned into substance burst out of the sheath, brushed against the Onmyoji's fingertips like a knife, and instantly cut a hole, blood oozed out.

Sanjo Zongjin: "Master Seimei!"

"...Don't worry, I'm fine."

After the initial surprise, Abe Seimei returned to his calm appearance, the smile on his lips remained undiminished, but it added a bit of meaning: "What a vicious guy."

Under his spiritual vision, he was able to see the black and mournful figure hiding in the sword——

Whether it's the sharp and erect scarlet eyes, the slightly bared canine teeth, or the unconscious growl from the roll of the throat... It's not like a god or a monster, it's closer to a beast that loses its mind.

"It seems that the serious injury has made him unable to maintain a clear mind."

However, at this time when only instinct is left, is it possible to accept Imaiken but not to be approached by other people... No, to be more precise, he can only accept Imaiken.

"It seems that I'm here on the right trip."

Abe Seimei pressed his fan against his chin, and sighed lightly——if such a dangerous guy is left alone, Heian-kyo will usher in an unsafe daily life again.

Hearing this, Jin Jian glanced at the Onmyoji, then lowered his head to look at the quiet sword in his palm, and said in a cold voice, "Trouble."

The patient's own reluctance to accept the doctor's treatment is very problematic.

So the top priority is to think about how to get the other party to be honest.

Abe Seimei pondered for a moment, then grabbed the fan suddenly: "Sheath!"

Onmyoji looked over with bright eyes, but Fu Sangshen was unmoved, he raised his eyes calmly and said, "What do you mean?"

"Swords and swords are bound by their sheaths. However, Zhenhemaru Kuninaga is a negative product, and his sheath obviously did not inherit this role."

Losing the shackles of rationality that should have been there, and being in a state of serious injury with an extremely insecure sense of self, it is normal to lose control and run wild because of this.

So at this time——

"Just give him a sheath."

Find a chain to arrest him first, and the rest will be easy to handle.

But having said that, but...

"Look at what I do."

Jinjian sensed the onmyoji's suggestive gaze, and said coldly and unceremoniously: "I refuse."

"That's too much, Jinjian."

Onmyoji pretended to lament: "I obviously haven't said anything yet."

Fu Sangshen gave him a condescending look: Ha ha.

"excuse me……"

Santiao Zongjin wiped off his sweat, worrying about his son's relationship: "I think the sheath on the knife rest is the most suitable."

Originally, Abe Seimei just wanted to tease the Odachi, who had always been too cold, but now, following Sanjo's words, he quickly turned his thoughts back to the business.

——What is displayed on the knife rack are Bai He's knives and sheaths.

"There really is no one more suitable than him."

Although the standpoints are different, the two shin daggers are essentially "Tsuramaru Kuninaga", so there is no choice.

Without the slightest hesitation, Abe Seimei walked over, reaching out to remove the snow-white scabbard from the knife holder.

But in the next moment——

Abe Seimei was cut.

I saw that the Taidao that was quietly displayed above the sheath was suddenly suspended in the air, and it was a slash when it came up!

However, just when the Taidao was about to kill the Onmyoji, he was intercepted halfway by Yizheng Taidao.

And the originally fierce Tai Dao, at the moment when it hit the Da Tai Dao, was like a deflated ball, loosely losing its strength, and immediately changed from the initial chopping to -- rubbing.

"Oh?"

Abe Seimei didn't seem to care about the previous danger at all. Seeing this, he sighed with emotion: "Have you awakened your sanity... It seems that it is another sword that is about to be born."

Then, the Onmyoji asked very curiously, "Can you speak now?"

The Taidao floating in the air did not answer, turned around, and turned the back of the sword to the Onmyoji.

Abe Seimei: "...Hey, I have a big temper."

Jin Jian at the side squinted at the onmyoji who was smiling wryly, and said with a half-smile: "Indeed."

After hearing Fu Sangshen's answer, the suspended Taidao paused, and then quickly rushed to Fu Sangshen's face, and made a few noises through the vibration of the blade with difficulty——

"咱咕咱" QAQ

Abe Seimei: "...It seems that I can't speak."

Imaken didn't care about the Taidao that was still "beeping", and directly reached out to take the white scabbard from the knife holder.

Taidao obviously knew what they were going to do, but after flying around Jinjian a few times, it looked like a white crane whose nest had been taken away by its master, and pitifully crouched back on the knife rest with its wings folded— —Okay, I’ll just borrow it from you once, remember to pay me back quickly QAQ

Imai took a look at the Taidao who was so wronged that he even forgot "嘿嘤嘤", and after a moment of silence, he took off his own body and placed it next to the knife holder.

white crane:……! ! !

Putting aside the white crane that had already started to flutter wildly, Imai sword quickly replaced the scabbard with the black sword in his hand.

To be honest, putting a black sword in a white sheath looks weird no matter how you look at it.

Feeling the visual impact, Fu Sangshen looked away and signaled the Onmyoji to send spiritual power quickly.

But before Abe Seimei could make a move, the pitch-black sword trembled wildly like a convulsion, and the ear-piercing buzzing sounded at the same time, deeply expressing some kind of sharp emotion that was too painful to live.

"……What's up with him?"

Abe Seimei who turned on his spirit vision turned his head silently: "You must be sick."