Dramatic Blade

"Waka, in addition to words and gestures, must also have prosperity."

"For example, there should be sunshine above the spring flowers, the sound of deer under the autumn moon, the fragrance of spring breeze on the plum blossoms on the fence, and seasonal rain on the red leaves of the mountain peaks. When you are in the scene, the rest of your emotions will change with the prosperity of the scene. Naturally, there is a 'heart' in the song."

The clogs made a rattling sound, it was an early spring, and the drizzle outside the house touched every new young leaf.After the discussion was over and the young man saluted, he temporarily sat where he was due to his sickness and frailty. Watching the people who came to listen to the class get up and leave, many of them had bored and sleepy expressions on their faces.

Obviously there is such a beautiful spring outside the house... The young man watched with regret as people went to the empty Japanese room, closed his eyes, and listened to the singing of birds with wet wings on the tree.

In modern times, there are fewer and fewer handouts, seminars, and traditional songs about songs. It is said that a famous song family in history produced a "song fairy" genius in modern times, but he became a famous singer in his teens. people.

When the singer in his teens appeared on a newspaper program, his pretty face was even more eye-catching. At that time, a "waka craze" was aroused, and the family opened a discussion and salon for him in order to spread The beauty of waka and the heart of mystery make more people realize.

The guests had already left one after another. Some thought that the young man was the first to leave as a teacher, and asked behind the screen.

"Aren't there fewer people coming this time?"

"That's right. There are no young people coming here anymore. The rest are all familiar singers in the clan. After listening to a session, most of them are out of energy and feel drowsy."

"How is it possible, the teacher's theory of 'heart', as long as anyone who is familiar with Waka can feel it..."

"Hey, it must be because of the recent rumors. After it was on TV, the teacher's strange illness was also spread as a talking point, and some singers from Kuanglang commented that the teacher's song is, is..."

"What is it?"

"It's like..."

In the history of Japan, there have been many singers, and they often use the name of the ancients to praise today's talented singers.The sick young man was diagnosed at birth as not to live to be 20 years old. He is indeed a genius born in Waka, but like Waka itself, it is full of fragility and withering, fleeting and difficult to retain. Hearing this, she burst into tears.

In "Gujin Waka Collection", there was once a singer who judged a thousand years ago.

Someone sighed: "...for example, the song of Xiaoye Songxian is actually the like of Guyi Tongji, but it is beautiful but powerless, and it is the pollen of a sick woman."

How can such a short life be worth saving?

Bai Yetong silently opened his eyes, his eyes were clear.

Not long after he lay down, he remembered his childhood. In ancient times, his family was a family of singers favored by the emperor. Every generation pursued the beauty of waka and the heart of mystery. Unfortunately, in his generation, the heirs were weak and sick. He was frequently infested by strange dreams and harmed others. After all, he declined in the changing times.

For some reason, he found that his memory was somewhat blurred when he was 20 years old, but when he learned from his family that he was seriously ill, it seemed that God had blessed him. He met a strange person, and as long as he paid a certain price, he could live down.

He asked what the price was, but the family kept silent.

After all, he lived past the age of 20, but he seldom read the songs of the ancients anymore.

It was still snowing outside the house. Not long ago, he played against the new wife for a night, and he didn't feel tired, but was in good spirits.

Baiyetong looked out of the window for a while, then got up suddenly.

He wanted to go for a walk and see the bare cherry tree in the garden.

The long corridor is cold and silent, the back snow is swaying, and the road under the feet seems to extend into the void.

Yuhu's original ability to make ghost stories come true came from monsters. After one night, Bai Yetong's waka won, and the waka became reality. The sky fell with heavy snow, and the bride could no longer use this power.

Baiyetong paused.

Teacher Asahikawa?

Seeing a familiar person sitting on the corridor facing the courtyard, Baiyetong was taken aback, and stopped at the corner.

What is Mr. Asahikawa doing...

The dry mountains and rivers in the courtyard have been covered with snow, only the old and dry cherry tree that looks like dead stands in the middle, the painter sits on the porch as if admiring the snowfall, but soon after, Baiyetong vaguely saw the shadow of a woman Appears under a tree.

He immediately covered his mouth to prevent himself from screaming.

Because he saw that the woman had no legs, but a snake's tail dragging in the snow, with gleaming black scales, as if carrying poisonous resentment.

Asahikawa is negotiating with Kurosawa Akari at this time.

That's right, negotiate.

Kurosawa Akari, like the elder sister in the ghost talk, is ugly in appearance and malicious in heart, so she is possessed by Prajna.Today, the network bride's power has been weakened, and the relative power of Prajna will also be weakened. He wants to see if Akari Kurosawa can wake up, so that he can save the girl.

However, the negotiation process between the two was very unpleasant, making Asahikawa feel that the other party was hopeless for a while.

Although he loves beautiful things, he will not dislike people with flaws in appearance. On the contrary, he will think that such facial features are very characteristic. After all, he has seen even the ugliest ghosts in the world, and that is what really makes people Disgusting look.

He looked at Kurosawa Akari without abandonment or disgust, but the latter thought that his easy-going attitude was too arrogant, and he didn't know if it was the prajna heart behind him manipulating it, or because of the smile when they met during the day.

The girl spoke out her deal with the "God of Marriage" like a poisonous tongue, and wanted Asahikawa to die of this persuasion for a while.

"Do you believe in reincarnation?"

The girl's gaze was not as vicious as it should be at this age, she didn't wait for Asahikawa to answer, and said: "I believe it.

"I was born in spring, which was obviously a beautiful and peaceful season, but the cherry blossoms outside my house were all withered, and there were reptiles everywhere, which scared my parents and abandoned me to the outskirts of the city.

"I grew up as an orphan. Because I was not good-looking, I was always bullied and abused at school. The people I had a crush on always looked at me with disgust, and the good-looking girls all held their boyfriends to me. Point and point."

Akari Kurosawa asked extremely sharply: "So why, why are those women able to be liked by others, I have fallen to such a point because of my ugly appearance, obviously I am no different from them!"

Baiyetong in the distance became more startled the more he listened, and noticed that the time of Akari Kurosawa's birth happened to be his 20th birthday.

Asahikawa asked for a moment: "So what deal did you make with this strange talk, and what is reincarnation?"

The girl smiled viciously: "The God of Fate told me everything from childhood to adulthood, and I trusted her. She told me that I was also an ugly woman in my previous life, because no one loved me, so I will remain ugly for the rest of my life, she said She can solve this problem - as long as I spread the effect of her spell and let more people pick up the spell, Mr. Liang Cen will never leave me, and those couples who satirized me before will all be torn apart!"

Asahikawa asked again for a while: "But you also noticed that the couples who came into this big shrine with a charm are constantly having accidents. Don't you think it is caused by this spell?"

"Since it was all an accident, what does it have to do with me? On the first night, the two couples next door deliberately ignored me and kicked me out of Baimonu."

Akari Kurosawa sneered: "And it's really because of the spell, so what!"

Intense and majestic malice rushed towards his face, and Asahikawa was momentarily dazzled by the wind and snow.

He sighed.

He didn't want to reason anymore, and the appearance of sitting cross-legged on the porch with a calm demeanor kept irritating Kurosawa Akari.

It would be better to say that young girls always look resentful when facing good-looking people, they can't listen to anything, and can't wait to step forward and scratch the young man's face.

Asahikawa looked at her sympathetically for a moment, and said to her in a very serious tone: "It is indeed pitiful to be ridiculed and abused because of your ugliness, but it is not only because of this that you ended up like this in the end. It is very simple. Miss Ze, I see that your heart is a hundred times uglier than your appearance."

The snake girl's appearance instantly became ferocious, with sharp corners and downcast eyes, and the prajna appearance of blue-faced fangs looming.

"Born from the heart, did you take a good look in the mirror after you came to the big shrine?"

"Shut up!!!"

"An ugly heart can't appreciate the scenery and prosperity of spring. No wonder when you were born, the flowers withered and the reptiles were everywhere."

Asahichuan was reluctant for a while, and said vicious words, and finally smiled slightly:

"Sister Ono, do you know waka?"

"you……!"

Akari Kurosawa exploded, and the weird black wind circled, gathered under the cherry tree, and surrounded her.When it dissipated again, the black air turned into shadows floating around her. Prajna Resentment Girl was tall, several meters long with the tail of the snake.

There was a crackling sound in the courtyard, and countless dead branches fell from the sharp corners of the Prajna mask.

【I'm going to tear your face apart—make your lover tire of you—make you suffer for the rest of your life! ! ! 】

Asahi Chuan's smile became brighter for a while: "You don't even know I'm a ghost, so how do you know if my lover will get tired of me?"

It would be impossible in this life to disfigure him.

The snake girl stopped talking, and the sound of snakes uttering letters sounded in the darkness of the courtyard. She lingered and lowered her body, preparing to rush towards Chaori River with a lot of resentment.

Baiyetong exclaimed: "Teacher Zhaorichuan!"

There was still a deep bone wound on the young man's neck, Die Die Ren ordered him not to move as much as he could, if the head that had just been pushed back fell off, Bai Yetong would probably be the first to die of fright.

Asahi Chuan was calm for a while, and continued to sarcastically: "Hey, even a layman like me can't help but think of a Japanese song when he sees such flying snow."

【Ghosts can enter the ghost talk, so other big monsters and even the onmyoji from Yumonin may also enter. I don’t worry about you entering the ghost talk alone. 】

[Oni Wu Tsuji Wucan is mainly aimed at swordsmen at the Zhu level, how could it be that I am the only one? 】

[This is different. 】

【unless……】

With a flick of the snake's tail, it hit the snow to create a wave-like air wave, and Hannya rushed towards Asahi River for a while.

Zhao Richuan changed his tone for a moment, and read slowly with a little expectation: "For example, white snow flies in the lead..."

When the first syllable of the waka came out, the clouds in the sky began to be swept by the wind, converging into a slender tornado and plunging into the courtyard, intercepting Kaitan's movements.

The bitter wind blew the hem of the visitor's clothes, and a blade of light slashed directly at the mask of Prajna. The snake girl who was hit hard suddenly backed away in pain.

A ghost talk can respond to the girl's evil because of her malice, so why can't Asahikawa Ichimo and the big monster Trickster.

[I will use the last bit of energy left to visualize you as a monster to think of you as much as possible. If our fate is enough, then you should be able to feel my position and establish a connection.Of course, the agreed words should also be adapted to the occasion. 】

The ghost of the painter is full of ambition, "white snow is flying in the sky, and the accumulation of land seems to disappear - I have lived for almost 100 years, and I have a day to read love poems. How could the countries 99 never think that monsters attach great importance to agreements and contracts biology."

Half of the slippery ghost's body was hidden in the black fear, the wind and snow stopped, the light of Mimiqie Wan's knife was sharp, no fragments of memory emerged anymore, and the expelling demon knife cut straight and unstoppable at Guitan's body.

split into two.