long way home

He Si lazily sat on the porch, holding the snoring wooden talisman ghost in his arms, and stroked the little guy's hair every now and then. "Tsk, although the scenery is a bit desolate and the weather isn't that great...but I really don't want to move when I'm full, I just want to sleep comfortably!"

###!Ming Jing, who was driven to work just after eating, had blue veins popping out of his forehead. He waved the dagger in his hand and gritted his teeth, saying, "You bastard! You really deserve the name of this dagger!"

Time went back to the night when He Si woke up.

He Si took advantage of the dark-fallen Fusangshen's immersion in reflection and taunted them for their IQ without any scruples. If Ming Jing hadn't tried to stop them, at least they would have ended up being besieged and seriously injured.

Akashi Guoxing took advantage of his height and held He Si's head down to apologize to everyone.

However, this guy still muttered with an unrepentant look, "I'm not wrong!"

The attitude of "you bite me if you don't accept it?" instantly ignited the anger of all the blades present.

"Which sword faction is this brat boy? Is there any blade that can come out to discipline?" Although Jiro Taidao asked, but his eyes glanced at Yiqi Yizhen, obviously suspicious of Kurita who has the most short swords mouth home.

"Huh?" Yiqi Yizhen noticed that not only Jiro Tachi, but everyone stared at him as soon as he said this. There is no child who wants to be beaten like this."

At this moment, Ming Jing remembered that He Si hadn't introduced himself yet, to be precise, he had spoken twice but was interrupted by various accidents.

So she asked He Si again, "Speaking of which, I still don't know your name yet."

With great difficulty, He Si got rid of Akashi Guoxing's restraint, stood up straight, and took out the short sword that was in his sleeve before holding it in his hand. "The name of this sword is Beagalltach, and the translated name is Wrath of Wrath, which is referred to as the Sword of Slight Anger."

Ever since he heard the report from the wooden talisman ghost, He Si had other ideas, and he didn't intend to clarify the misunderstanding that everyone regarded him as a short sword to pay the mourning god for the time being.So he didn't say his name this time, but introduced this treasure that originally belonged to Diarmuid.

Of course, he didn't lie, did he?

"Beag...doesn't seem to be English?" Ming Jing went to high school anyway, and his English scores were good, but he couldn't spell the original name of He Si Dagger at all.

She didn't know it, and these native swordsmen didn't know it even more.

However, everyone has heard the translated name of this short sword clearly, "Wrath of Wrath" or something, and thinking of the way this guy mocked Li MAX before, they immediately feel that it really deserves its name.

The Japanese scratched his head and asked, "So, it's actually a foreign sword?"

"Is the situation of the Government of Time so critical that even imported swords have to join the battle?" Although Ming Jing was not valued by high-level officials before, so she had no access to core secrets, at least she knew the Government of Time very well. The enemy facing is not just the time retrograde army.

He Si was very interested in Ming Jing's words, but obviously this was not a good time to ask in detail.

Jiro Tachi spread his hands, "Since it's not a sword from our country, it's no wonder that everyone doesn't know it."

Now that he speaks so bluntly, maybe it's because of cultural differences (it's not)?

Yizheng was quite curious about He Si, "Which country do you come from? What era is the sword from now?"

"British nationality?" This time, He Si was talking about his own information. After all, he didn't know much about the origin of Diarmuid's treasure.As for the age, counting the age of the original galaxy civilization and adding the years of the two subsequent reincarnations, then... "The age should be less than 100 years!"

"So small?" Ranto Shiro was taken aback, "I remember Izumi Mori Kanesada, who had the youngest blade on the sword tent, has a history of more than 300 years, right?"

"Ken-san..." Horikawa Kunihiro's eyes darkened when he thought of his partner who was no longer there, but he still nodded in affirmation of Ranto Shiro's statement.

"This is really..." Yizheng immediately calmed down, and looked at He Si more kindly.

Except for the god judge who is a human being, the blade age of all the blades present is several times that of this guy. As long as you think about it this way, He Si will no longer be so hateful in the eyes of the swordsmen.

After such a fuss, the knots of Anqiu Fusangshen were untied by mistake. Although they still couldn't recognize Ding Jing, at least they no longer resisted her.

Taking advantage of Zhongren's clear mind, Ishikimaru gathered all the dark fallen Fusangshen together for a meeting.He Si and Ming Jing don't know what they discussed, but fortunately, the result is not bad, at least they are now willing to cooperate to find a solution to the dark fall.

In order to reduce the conflict with the dark fallen Fusangshen before, Ding Jing used spiritual power to purify them while casting a spell, making them fall into a deep sleep during the day, so that they could better absorb Ding Jing's spiritual power during sleep.It is also because of this that the dark state of the few men with swords who can maintain their sobriety has not deteriorated again and again.

Although everyone has reached an agreement now, He Si still needs to do some preparatory work, so after dawn, the Fu Sangshen who fell secretly fell into a deep sleep as usual.

Due to the special situation of this Honmaru, everyone's work and rest time is also unusual.

Mingjing and the normal swordsmen rested every day after the Dark Fallen Fusangshen fell asleep, and they slept until noon.

Although the normal Honmaru is also built in an independent space in the space-time gap, it will be tightly protected by the barrier and has a solid foundation. Only by knowing the exact coordinates can it pass.

But this abandoned Honmaru does not have this kind of treatment. The barrier around it is maintained by the spiritual power of the mirror, and it cannot maintain a stable structure at all. It is like a lone boat floating in the torrent of time. moving position.

So often something that is also lost in the turbulence of time will fall into this honmaru.That's how Dragonfly Kirito and Jiang Xue Zuowenwen came here.

Of course, it's not just the sword man who will drop, there are many messy things, including the sword man's deadly enemy-the time retrograde army.

In order to collect supplies for everyone to survive, and to clean up the retrograde army that strayed in, it is necessary for these sword men who have not fallen in the dark to go out regularly like a normal Honmaru.

This day is also the same. After eating a particularly simple lunch (or should I say breakfast?), Ming Jing and He Si sent away the six-bladed "scavenging and hunting" team amidst the protests of Akashi and the Bank of China. .

The remaining two also have their own tasks.Under the guidance of He Si, Ming Jing began to draw a giant magic circle covering the entire Honmaru.After the formation is completed, a new barrier similar to the original sword tent will be created to protect the homma in all directions.

This is an extremely huge project, because most of the residents of Honmaru have already fallen into darkness. This new barrier must not only have all the functions of the original barrier, but also have the function of purifying the dark and ominous atmosphere that pervades the interior.

Ming Jing wiped the sweat from his forehead, and complained to He Si angrily, "It is the task of the two of us, but you only need to write and draw on paper, but I have to work hard to carve these magic patterns all over the place." The whole Honmaru!"

Hearing this, He Si put down the pen in his hand, "Since you have such a big opinion, then it's okay for the two of us to exchange!"

"Really?!" Ming Jing's eyes lit up immediately.

"Well, really." He Si nodded, looked at Ming Jing's expectant face, and added maliciously: "But the premise is that you can figure out the correct way to nest and combine these spells and magic patterns, and Combine them with the buildings of Honmaru in an orderly manner to form a formation."

"I... I can't do it!" Ming Jing burst into tears in an instant, obviously he was a good student with both good character and academics in the shrine and school, but he was instantly reduced to a scumbag when compared with He Si!

He Si pretended to be helpless and spread his hands, "That's why a wise man works hard, and a fool works hard. It's not that I don't want to change things with you, but that you can only do these physical tasks!"

Being slammed on the head with the word "Fool", Ming Jing was powerless to refute, and continued to engrave patterns while clutching his injured heart.

If it's just like this, Ming Jing has nothing to say, after all, she really has no ability to replace He Si's job.

But this guy!Not honestly squatting in the room to draw blueprints, but always using the reason to organize her thoughts to go to her field of vision to be lazy, and she hasn't consciously said some sarcastic remarks!

One afternoon, when Ming Jing, who worked hard, was once again gnashing his teeth with He Si's laid-back manner lying on the porch, he finally couldn't help complaining that this guy really deserves the name "Wrath of Anger", and he was so angry that he was so angry. .

He Si didn't understand the meaning of Ming Jing's words at first, but it took him a while to realize that his current identity is Fu Sangshen of Wei Nu Sword.He asked quite innocently, "So what are you angry about?"

Ming Jing accused him full of grief and indignation, "I am a weak girl who is working hard here, but you lie aside and watch like a supervisor, won't your conscience hurt? You are also idle, come and help Am I going to die?"

He Si pointed to the Weinu sword held by Ming Jing and used to draw formation patterns, "Didn't I lend you all the 'body'? What are you complaining about!"

"Then I'm really thankful! Thank you! You! Got it!" The words "Ming Jing" were squeezed out between the teeth.When she said this, the force in her hand increased a lot, as if she wanted to break the dagger in her hand viciously.

"I was just joking before." He Si saw that the teasing was going too far, so he explained: "There is a contract between you and this Honmaru, and the lines drawn with your spiritual power will truly combine with the Honmaru As a whole, it works better. So only you can do this job, and no one else can help."

"Then you are still talking about those useless things. Wouldn't it be better to say this earlier? At this time, would I still refuse?" Although he got a reasonable explanation, Ming Jing didn't feel comforted.

"Isn't this because I'm afraid you'll be bored and have some fun for you?" He Si looked at her innocently, "Look at how energetic you are now! The knife is powerful, and the lines carved are steady and accurate."

"..." Ming Jing was speechless for a while, "You won, I can't say no to you."

Although Ding Jing had complained before, it was only aimed at He Si, and it was not that he was unwilling to do these hard things.Now that she has a direction to work hard and like-minded comrades-in-arms, she is even more determined to save Anqiu Fusangshen.

With this indomitable belief, Der Spiegel completed the drawing of the magic circle ahead of schedule.

When the formation was activated and the transparent barrier enveloped the entire Honmaru, the oppressive and gloomy feeling that filled the Honmaru before was swept away.

Under the effect of spiritual power, the collapsed houses were rebuilt, the withered trees pulled out their branches again, clear spring water gushed out from the pond, and even the cobwebs and dust in the dark corners were cleaned away, and the whole Honmaru took on a new look.

Ming Jing woke up the sleeping Anqiu Fusangshen in advance, and found that the black air entangled in them had subsided a lot. Although the difference from normal men with swords could still be seen at a glance, at least they were no longer so scary.

This Honmaru has been rejuvenated, so can the sword man who lives in it change back to its original appearance?

Until this moment, the original swordsman named Ding Yi really saw hope.I began to look forward to a day in the future when I would be able to gain a new life.

The author has something to say:

Darkness cannot be cured by just talking about it, it needs concrete action.

The abandoned Honmaru can be rebuilt, and the fallen Fusangshin can also be reborn.

PS: For the first time in the limited forging event, the QAQ of the limited forging knife was forged

Although there is already a little money fan in the family, I am still full of emotions. Does this prove that my "European visa" has finally been obtained?