Bad knife

Many years ago, when monsters were not so reckless, there were endless battles among human beings. Ando Renzawa stood at the head of martial arts with a precious sword called "Yin Dao". When the samurai was dying, he recalled the past, but he only wanted to take away the sword that accompanied him. No, maybe he no longer regarded this partner as a dead thing.

However, what appeared in front of Ren Ze was a very familiar face, which was——

His Ando Renzawa's face!

Facing himself dressed in white and looking like himself in the Dasheng period decades ago, Ren Ze couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. It has been so many years and many times that he seems to be able to feel the thought of a knife.He has always known that the Yin knife likes the blood of the strong, and every time the Yin knife invades the blood of the weak, it will be disgusted by the Yin knife, and when the Yin knife accidentally cuts off the grass and trees, it will be hated for a few days.

Ando Renze stretched out his hand, stroked the familiar face in front of him lightly, and murmured obsessively:

"Bad knife...don't leave me..."

The ten-year-old child was at a loss. He was like an inexplicable intruder. There was no room for him here, and he could see but couldn't touch anything around him.

Yin Dao is like a spectator now, he can only watch the drama in front of him patiently.

The man in the shape of a sword sneered at the dying master with disdain:

"Stupid human beings, I really don't know why I should perish with you. You are just a user, and you still pretend to be my lord!"

Then, the two started arguing.Yin Dao watched helplessly as he, who had just transformed thousands of years ago, pierced the dagger in his hand into Ando Renzawa's heart, maintaining his stiff movements, his eyes flashed with confusion.

Maybe, I didn't mean to.

Yin Dao defended himself softly in his heart, and Ando Renze's chest was stained red with blood, and he looked over with a ferocious face, so Yin Dao was startled, he thought he had been seen.

When he opened his eyes suddenly, he was startled again, and the three bull's eyes were close to him.Yin Dao was stunned for a while, and then blinked belatedly, feeling as if in a dream.

"Yo, little guy, you're finally awake."

Pulled back to reality by the sudden voice, Yin Dao looked around, only to find that he was still lying on the place where he had fought with Tsubaki before, but Tsubaki was nowhere to be seen beside him, only a cow with three eyes and a man holding a Strange old man with a hammer.

Yin Dao remembers that he should be trapped by Tsubaki, unable to break free, and then... fell into a nightmare called memory, those things are still vivid in his memory, as if it just happened yesterday, he still remembers what happened next to Ando Ren Ze tried his best to seal himself. He was alone in the dark and no one responded. From then on, he was enshrined as a dead thing for generations until he broke free from the seal with a wisp of sword spirit and became a human-seeing Yin knife. Come back to the world.

The original wish was just not wanting to be controlled by others, just... wanting to be human.

Yin Dao stretched out his right hand and gently covered his left chest. There was no sound here, and he couldn't help laughing wryly at himself.

The current self is neither a human nor a demon. This body cannot carry his ability as a sword spirit, and will be completely necrotic in a few years. At that time, his weak consciousness will also be blown away by the wind.

"Hey, little one, take your knife!"

Yin Dao was immersed in his own thoughts and before he could react, the strange old man stuffed the "Yin Dao" into his hand, only to hear the old man rubbing his chin and raising the hand holding the Yin Dao very familiarly. Look to the right and mutter to himself:

"Sure enough, it's a good sword. It's really strange. It's not a demon sword, and it will recognize its owner."

Hearing this, Yin Dao couldn't help but secretly complacent in his heart, and suddenly remembered that maybe Ando had got this knife a long time ago, but he just couldn't use it.

By the way, who is this old man?

He cursed carelessly, he didn't pay attention to this kind of thing that looked like a monster!Without hesitation, he quickly took out a charm and slapped it on the opponent's head.

The old man on the opposite side took a few steps back in shock, and then he heard a few crackles and his face was completely blackened. He jumped up and pointed at the knife tremblingly:

"You human child, are you an Onmyoji!"

It was the first time I heard someone call me that, and Yin Dao actually thought about it seriously:

"Onmyoji? Seems like a good job, but who are you, old man? Did you see the woman I just fought with?"

Anyway, I can't live for a few years, so I have to find something to do.

The monster jumped up and down angrily, and even let out a grunt from his bull.

"You kid, what old man? It's too rude. Listen carefully. I'm a swordsman. As for the woman you mentioned, I ran away when I came. I saw you lying here and kindly saved you. .”

"Dao Dao Zhai? Are you a knife maker?"

"Hey, you know me? That's right, I'm that Dao Dao Zhai." Dao Dao Zhai immediately became proud, he didn't expect that he was so famous in the human world.

Yin Dao just said lightly:

"No, I don't know you, but it's strange that you have two knives in your name."

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The thing that Dao Dao Zhai regretted most in his life was saving a child named Ren Jian Yin Dao for a human sword, and was entangled by this human child in a weak and pitiful appearance, and was entangled to teach him about the demon sword Knowledge until he was really tired of turning his face and chasing him away, but was beaten down more directly by the other party, and finally had to succumb to force to satisfy all the unreasonable demands of this poor kid.

Yin Dao learned a lot about the Demon Sword from Dao Dao Zhai, and when he left, he was very unkind and forced Dao Dao Zhai to infuse his own blood into his own blood and refine it a little. way to survive.

Yin Dao is very aware of his physical condition, and there are still four or five years at most, and now is the time when his physical condition continues to rise. After two or three years, he will be considered dead.

Therefore, Yin Dao let go of his hands in the following days, acting arrogantly. In just two years, many people in the industry knew that this young disciple of Master Ando became a well-known onmyoji.

Yin Dao has been wandering outside for two years, and before his 12th birthday, he was approached by his father's family who saw the city lord's retainer and invited him back home because he wanted to celebrate the young city lord's birthday.

Along the way, some means were used to find out that not long ago, my father's Xinhuan finally got pregnant but accidentally lost her baby, and was diagnosed as not being able to conceive again. Everyone saw that the city owner was disheartened, and Mrs. Ogawa, who had been competing with her new wife for favor In front of the city lord, the young city lord was mentioned, and Yin Dao is now a little famous. In this era, onmyojis are still very respected. Seeing that the city lord finally remembered this son who had been neglected for a long time, he had a kind of desire to clear away the clouds. It feels like that's why he ordered his retainers to find the young city lord back.

When Yindao first heard this, he couldn't help being a little annoyed. He didn't have time to play this kind of fighting game with these so-called family members, but when he thought of Xiao Chuan who rescued himself from the water a few years ago, something suddenly happened in his heart. Get persistent.

Recalling his previous life two years ago, even the vague memories of his childhood were also recalled.If he remembered correctly, he was pushed into the pond that day when he was restless, and the reflection he saw in the water at that time was indeed Xiao Chuan. Moreover, he remembered that before he fell into a coma, he was in the water and saw the water. ghost.

The author has something to say: I found a cute picture:

So cute, such a harmless look. . .