[Comprehensive] The Ritual of Blame Evil

Ying Qisha is a girl. Yinshi saw it at first sight, but he didn't expect it to be a girl with long hair like a Sadako. If this girl came to the door at night, the cliff would scare him to pee, and she wasn't dirty. clothes, her hair was well combed and not messed up, and she still looked like a pretty girl, but Yinshi found that this girl was not an ordinary girl who deserved a beating, her expressionless little face could always speak plainly. Speaking of horror, the contrast is not so cute!There are more than one or two complaints on his body. This guy obviously has a wrong role setting, no!It's obviously a different style of painting! Cross-over doesn't come like this, it's obviously a foreign cultural invasion! !If it weren't for Yinsang still j□j, he would have been captured long ago!

"Ah, Ah Qi! Ah Qi!"

Walking at the corner of the corridor, Gui saw Qisha whose back was facing him in front of him. Her knee-length hair was the symbol of a girl. Gui quickly walked towards Qisha, passing by the one who had just come out of a room on the other side. Gao Shan and Yin Shi, who was sitting in the corridor watching the scenery in a daze, both of them turned their heads sideways when they heard Gui's shout, and at the same time there was Qisha turning back, but Qisha didn't just turn around, but also turned around when turning around. With the rotation of the waist added, the unique backward round kick "Peony" of Xudao style is used. According to this posture, the left foot sword will be kicked into Gui's abdomen fiercely. After observing the movement of Seven Kills, Gintoki and Gao Shandu's face changed suddenly, and he quickly rushed in the direction of the other person.

"boom!"

Two sounds sounded at the same time.

On the one hand, Gui, who was about to hit the Seven Kills Zudao, was hit hard by Gintoki, who rushed over suddenly, and pulled him back a few rooms, while Takasugi, who was already very close to the Seven Kills, arched his knees The roundabout kick that stopped the seven kills abruptly withheld the impact.

A moment of silence spread between the four of them.

"...Huh? Look carefully, isn't this a wig?"

Seven kills spoke slowly again in her flat, beating tone, with a sense of sudden realization in her tone.

Don't look carefully, it's also a wig!

The wig got up from the ground, it was obvious that he had just escaped a fatal blow, he took a deep breath and said to Qi Kill with a serious face:

"Not a wig is Gui!"

Hello!Is this what you should say!How much do you care about this sentence pattern!You almost died just now!

"Wait, you don't know that the other party is a wig, so you make a move?"

Yinshi twitched the corner of his mouth, isn't this guy a hidden fighting nation?What a reflex!

"Well... I'm not good at remembering people. I met too many people yesterday, so I can't remember them all at once. Sorry, wig."

"I'm not mad, I'm mad that don't call me a wig anymore!"

Hello!Do you care more about your nickname than your safety?

"I can't do this, Ah Qi, I don't want to risk my life every day to call your name."

Yinshi patted the dust on his body and stood up leisurely. He knocked the wig away and rolled around on the ground just now, but thinking that Qisha's attack just now was still dangerous, regardless of the girl's background, in the future, if It is necessary for this girl to remember people in such a life.

"...Well, I will remember." Qisha's expression was quite sincere when she said this, don't ask how she could tell from her almost speechless expression.

It's just unknown how long it took, but it can't be blamed on Qisha. When I was a child, I lived on an uninhabited island. The only people I saw were my father, sister and younger brother. Those are people who are often used to being close. Qisha will remember it. Seeing so many people coming and going outside, to Qisha they are like leaves on a tree, they all look the same, Qisha is actually a simple person, and the things she can remember are probably important to her thing.

"Oh? What are you going to rely on to remember us?"

Yinshi folded his hands on his chest and raised his eyebrows, waiting for Seven Kill's answer, but unexpectedly Seven Kill gave him an embarrassing answer:

"Color and smell."

"Are you a dog!"

Who distinguishes people by color and smell!Yinshi couldn't help complaining:

"With such a handsome face of Yinsang, you can't remember what color and smell you use to distinguish me. Also, what's the matter with that smell? You insist on making Yinsang have a kind of smell that can distinguish me. What is the smell, what is it, the smell of sweat! Let me tell you, the only smell on Yinsang is the smell of a mature man, oh."

Gintoki was slapped on the back of the head by Takasugi before he finished speaking, Takasugi shouted unbearably:

"Are you an idiot!"

The IQ of the whole street with them is lowered!

"Ah Qi, Ah Qi, tell me quickly, what does my body smell like! Oh! My color must be mysterious black!"

Guixing grabbed Qisha's hand excitedly, and blinked at Qisha with kirakira eyes. At that moment, Shinsuke Takasugi knew clearly that Katsura Kotaro's IQ was hopeless, and he didn't want to pat him on the back of the head with his hand at all. He just wanted to cover his face, not wanting to admit that these idiots were his classmates.

Yinshi clutched the back of his head when he heard the excited voice of the wig, and immediately complained:

"You don't have the mysterious black, only the chaotic black, Yinsang, I am the noble silver, Ah Qi, the smell of the wig must be that of a fool, right?"

"By the way, you are also fools to believe this method of remembering people."

Takasugi sighed softly, and the eyes of the girl who was still in a daze with a blank face on the side became subtler. Qisha felt Takasugi's sight, tilted his head and asked:

"What? Do you want to know your color and smell too?"

Who should know!

"You don't really want to remember us by color and smell, do you?"

Qisha nodded seriously and said seriously:

"Well, I will try my best to remember, at least I have remembered your names, short shirt." He said and gave a thumbs up.

"Who are you calling short shirt!!"

This is not to remember the name, what this guy remembers is the nickname! !

"Yoxi! Good job Seven! You have made great progress!"

Gintoki also gave a thumbs up to Seven Kills, Seven Kills immediately nodded and puffed up his chest with a little joy of being praised, Takasugi twitched his mouth and decided not to be serious with idiots and idiots, he could see it, 鑢Qisha is also a guy with a negative IQ, and her smart-looking face is just to deceive the public.

However, it turns out that Qisha's appearance deceived the public by more than one or two points.

For example, she looks very smart, but her mind is a bit slow, and her EQ and IQ are both rooted. Incalculable.

Songyang not only taught written knowledge, but also swordsmanship. There was only Qisha and one girl in the whole private school, so when Qisha was watching from the side, no one thought it was strange. Girls are hiding behind men and are protected. That's fine, but one day, when the weak girl who was positioned as a thin body broke a knife with a calm face, that positioning changed. Sure enough, this girl is from a hidden fighting race!

The whole story goes like this, first of all...

"Hey you……"

Everyone was practicing in the yard, Qisha was watching, but no one would have thought that this girl would suddenly speak. She walked up to a young man slowly, and looked at the young man with a pretty face expressionless, so that the young man's movements were instant. Frozen, he stammered and asked:

"What, what's wrong?"

"...Well, your footwork is not stable, your footwork is wrong, your feet are not steady, it is easy to be broken by others, and your upper body is too stiff."

What the girl said was serious, and the boy who was said blushed immediately and couldn't speak: "I, I, you, you..."

"Oh! Teacher Qisha is so professional!"

Yin Shi applauded at the side, and Gui rushed to help: "Yes, Teacher Qisha looks decent."

You group of trustees, Gao Shan’s eyes twitched, and he took two steps away in disgust. This is the legendary group of relatives and friends.

Seemingly feeling that he lost face after being taught a lesson by the girl, the boy immediately shouted in a bolder voice:

"What's the use of talking, anyone can talk about it casually! I'll talk about it if you have the ability to win!"

This is the rhythm of death.

Takasugi threw a wooden knife to Qi Sha, the girl held the knife and thought for a while, then held the handle of the knife and faced the boy opposite, but when she saw the girl's posture of holding the knife, the corner of her mouth twitched fiercely , No way, this girl is really a theoretical school, this way of holding the knife is completely wrong, that is not a kitchen knife, please turn your thumb down.

The boy on the opposite side was also a little embarrassed by the girl's strange holding knife posture, but he didn't give him extra time to think very quickly. Seven kills had already swung the knife, it was a blow raised above the head, and then he slashed down hard... ...cut off...

"Hey???"

Everyone was amazed, they didn't come down, let alone they did, the moment the sword came down, the wooden knife slipped out of Seven Kill's hands, and the wooden knife that lost its owner was flying around in the air above Seven Kill's head, and then Everyone's eyes followed the flying wooden knife slipperyly falling to the ground, and Qi Sha looked at his hand thoughtfully, his mouth pouted slightly.

"Ah, that, Ah Qi, this was an accident, well, it must be a problem with the wooden knife, right, the wig."

Yinshi felt that he should comfort the girl, but there was such a big mistake, and the wooden knife was dropped, which was more dramatic than losing. Yinshi stabbed Gui, and Gui nodded quickly and continued to talk:

"Yes, it must be the wooden knife's problem, either the wooden knife's problem or Takasugi's problem, the sweat on his hands must be on the handle of the knife, so you let go!"

"..."

Takasugi really wanted to poke these two guys hard with the wooden knife on the ground, what kind of sweaty hands, did these two bastards slander him like this just to comfort Seven Kills!

"Seven kills don't know how to use knives?"

Song Yang, who happened to come over, also saw the situation, but after he smiled slightly, he was more curious. He saw Qi Sha's powerful skill that day, and now the sliding knife is really an unexpected situation, because it is a virtual knife style. Have you never learned how to use a knife?

"Well, I never learned how to use a knife."

Qisha was unexpectedly straightforward.

"Because of the imaginary knife skills, don't you need to learn how to use a knife?"

False knife flow?

Songyang's words aroused everyone's curiosity, what kind of genre it was, it was like hearing it for the first time and felt that it was very advanced, everyone looked at Qisha curiously and seemed to want to hear the girl's answer, or to explain something False knife flow.

But Qi Sha didn't nod this time, but shook her head, and she said with a straight face:

"No, people of the virtual sword style, generation after generation, don't even have the slightest talent in swordsmanship. They are not swordsmen who don't use swords, but swordsmen who don't know how to use swords!"

My God, this girl speaks so righteously!He didn't even have any swordsmanship ability, so he said it with a blank face!

"What you say about the virtual sword style is also pretending to be mysterious. How can a swordsman who doesn't use a sword be called a swordsman!"

The young man standing opposite Qisha snorted twice, completely unable to see the guy who was blushing and stammering at Qisha just now, Qisha looked at him indifferently, without any reaction, wearing a simple kimono, even though he was a man The style looks loose on the girl's body, but the belt tied around the waist outlines the girl's figure. The girl just stands casually in the courtyard, with her long black hair reaching her knees. It can fall down as soon as the wind blows, it's too thin, just when Qi Sha was thinking that Qi Sha would turn around and leave, Qi Sha spoke lightly, and the tone of a slight pause was meaningful:

"Then let me show you, Xu Dao Liu." The murderous swordsmanship hidden by darkness.

Qisha's expressionless smiling face smiled lightly, like a calm lake being stirred up, which would make people's heart skip a beat. Qisha took a stance, separated his legs, lowered his waist, and stretched out his left foot toes forward , the right foot stepped back, the toes turned to the right, the left hand was placed up and the right hand was placed down, and each was placed flat, making a gesture of building a wall towards the boy, only to hear the voice of Qisha slowly sounding:

"Xu Dao Liu Yi Shi, Lily of the Valley."

I am afraid that anyone who knows a little bit about swordsmanship can see that Qisha's posture is a defensive posture, but in fact it is not. Gui and Takasugi have learned swordsmanship from Songyang for the longest time, and it can be said that they are among the best in the entire private school. Although his own talent is young, it is still at an intermediate to high level, and Yinshi relied on his natural sensitivity to swords and his intuition beyond ordinary people to find out a way of his own swordsmanship. The three of them can see that seven The lily of the valley that I killed was not used for defense. It is not easy to move in such a low posture. In this way, such a posture with a very low degree of freedom is not used for defense but to lure the opponent to attack. Obviously the opponent It's also so easy to be lured. At first glance, it's defense and then discovers the opponent's weakness in movement, so it's straightforward to attack.

"Fool."

Takasugi gave evaluation without hesitation.

"Xu Dao Liu, Ju."

Qisha's voice continued to resound coldly, and when the tip of the sword was pointing at Qisha, Qisha suddenly moved, dodging the stabbing blade first, drew an arc with his right foot, and twisted the tip of his left foot at the same time , aiming at the young man with the left half of his body, the boy's blade brushed against Seven Kill's back, and at that moment it looked as if it would cut the girl's clothes. Hooked the boy's wooden knife, and pressed the tip of the knife with the elbow of his right hand. The movement was smooth and fast. Qisha fixed the wooden knife with his thin back bone, and everyone looked like Qisha was holding a wooden knife behind his back. In this situation, only the person involved knows that the wooden knife cannot be moved an inch, and then...

"Crack."

Everyone's eyes widened. The blade of the wooden knife was severely broken behind Qisha's back. Qisha came into contact with it to fix the wooden knife. The blade of the wooden knife just fell to the ground worthlessly. The boy who broke the wooden knife said calmly:

"Ah... what should I call the swordsman whose wooden sword was broken?"

Hey girl, you're black.