With too many knives, I was forced to save the world

"Ming Ye is really talented in martial arts... No matter how complicated the knife style is, he can quickly learn it..."

The boy with moon-white half-length hair tied it behind his head because he thought it was obstructing his vision.

Because of the long hours of practice, the little boy's physical strength can't keep up with his exercise, his breathing is a little chaotic and rapid, sweat trickles down his cheeks, and slowly drips down his chin.

pat.

Water droplets wet the ground.

Finally, he was allowed to rest for a while when his hands began to tremble when he practiced holding the knife.

He sat on the steps in front of the house, holding the hair with one hand, and winding the rope around the hair with the other hand, but obviously his hand was more suitable for holding the knife than the hair, and he did not tie it many times. The hair was tied up completely obediently, and there were always one or two disobedient strands of white hair passing by his fingers and hanging down.

Until a pair of small hands picked up his fallen hair.

Ji Guoming also turned his head to see his younger brother, Ji Guoyan Sheng, the legitimate heir of Ji Guoming.

Following the country is very fancy seniority.

Ji Guo Yan Sheng was not allowed to get close to Ji Guo Mingye.

"...don't come near me."

Ji Guoming also spoke calmly.

"I will be fined to kneel in the ancestral hall."

"...It doesn't matter." Ji Guoyan Sheng tilted his head towards those golden eyes. His adoptive brother has extremely dazzling, almost scorching eyes.

Ji Guo Yan Sheng knew about Ji Guo Mingye since he was a child.

Mingye's parents had a good relationship with the successor country, so after they were killed, Ming, who was left alone, was sent to the successor country.

Ji Guo Yan Sheng didn't know why Ming Ye's parents died, but Ming Ye's surname was changed from the moment he stepped into Ji Guo.

Ji Guo Yan Sheng didn't know his previous surname.

Ji Guoming also always showed a taciturn appearance. Not many people in Ji Guoming liked him, but he had to admit his talent in martial arts.

Ji Guo Yan Sheng respects the strong.

So he does not reject contact with Ji Guoming.

Although from Ming Ye's point of view... these two younger brothers are young children who don't understand anything.

Ji Guo Yan Sheng helped him put those disobedient strands of hair into the circle held by the hair rope.

Then immediately took a few steps back, as if the action just now was not what he did.

Ji Guoyan Sheng rubbed his nose, "I'm leaving."

He never asked Ji Guoming to call him elder brother, because it was not allowed.

He can call him by his first name.

But Ji Guo Yan Sheng never shouted.

"it is good."

Ji Guoming still had that indifferent look.

Relevant education about what succession to the state does not require Ming also to participate.

On weekdays, apart from practicing martial arts, he is in a daze.

One day, his knife was edged, and he needed to go out to order a new one.

He doesn't have any cronies or servants in the successor country, so everything needs to be done by himself.

Ming also walked all the way with a knife in his hand.

It was dusk, and he looked up at the sky full of red clouds. The clouds were as red as burning, and the sun in the sky was golden red.

The young man's face was also dyed a thin layer of red, his moon-white long hair was tied up high, and the ends of the hair were dyed golden red, but no matter how beautiful the sky was, it was no more beautiful than his pair of golden eyes.

He didn't arrive at his destination until night fell.

"The knife... has curled its blade."

He stood in the shop and shouted, but strangely, the boss didn't lift the curtain after hearing his voice.

He looked at the curtains inside the house.

It was as if the wind was blowing outwards from deeper.

The curtain is lifted slightly.

strangeness.

With the wind, there was a faint smell of blood coming from the direction where the curtain was raised.

Ming also subconsciously clenched the knife and walked deeper step by step.

He opened the curtain, and the smell of blood, which was only faintly visible, became stronger and stronger with his footsteps, making his expression, which had never changed, tremble slightly.

He casually picked up the straw basket that blocked his view with the blade, and what came into view was a... man prostrated on the ground?

And what was covered by the man was human, only the upper body was left, and the wound on the waist seemed to be torn open alive, ferocious and terrifying.

It was exuding a stench, like the accumulation of dead fish that had not been cleaned for many days.

Ming also saw that the bones of the man on the prostrate ground seemed to have shifted, he made twisted movements, his posture was distorted, he moved towards half kneeling, and then stood up again.

He turned his head.

It was a hideous face.

The sharp fangs almost pierced his lips, and dripping dark red blood dripped down his teeth.

His mouth is half open.

Ming also saw a piece of minced meat.

Wrapping a human front tooth, with the rhythm of his mouth, the mass of minced meat rolled in his mouth.

Ming Ye's expression didn't change.

He reacted very quickly to pick up the knife, and the rolled blade looked much duller and heavier.

His saber style is extremely powerful, completely different from his appearance and tyrannical. He quickly cut across the chest of the man in front of him with ease.

But soon, the damage to the man's chest recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He shook his head and neck stiffly.

In the next second, he rushed towards Ming Ye like a cheetah.

separated by a knife.

"...Is it a ghost?"

He spoke out to himself.

In the next second, the man kicked his calf, and there was severe pain, but Ming Ye's expression remained motionless. He used his knife as a shield to block the next blow.

But he couldn't kill the ghost, so he couldn't win from the beginning.

Then... run away.

Ming is not dead-brained, he retreats towards the outside of the house.

Around... the silence was a little too much.

Details that he hadn't noticed came to him when he entered the fight.

The location of the blacksmith shop is not extremely remote, and there are other shops around it.

But the doors are closed.

Too quiet.

Quiet as if everyone knew what was going on here, so they tacitly chose to hide behind closed doors.

Ming also supported it for a long time, until he was pushed to the ground as if he was really exhausted, his body was covered with a ghost, the only barrier between them was Ming Ye's arm, the five fingers of the ghost made claws, crossed his arm towards His heart fell, and Ming, who had been showing a dejected state, suddenly grabbed the knife with the other hand and stabbed it into the ghost's chest.

Ming also quickly drew out the knife, and kicked the ghost away forcefully.

The ghost should lean back.

Bright red blood fell on his face, and fell on his long moon-white hair that fell out at some point.

"...Unfortunately, it cannot be killed."

Ming also stood up with the knife as a support, "But I don't have the strength to defend the next wave."

He raised his chin slightly, even though he was in a mess, he still straightened his back.

His strength was not enough for him to escape, so he also gave up this way.

"Then... let's have another knife."

He murmured under his breath, then raised his knife.

At this moment, another knife fell to the ground like an arrow and stuck straight in front of him.

"Use this one."

Ming also heard a young man's voice. He looked for his reputation, and saw that it was a young man in feather weave.

Ming did not hesitate, and suddenly changed his knife and stabbed.

The night didn't know when it became darker and thicker.

The sound of the knife cutting the neck was ferocious and distinct.

"Ghost Killing Squad..."

He watched the ghost's body dissipate like sand and dust, and raised his doubts.

"Well, do you want to join us?" the boy asked.

Ming also shook his head.

Then leave.

The young man chased after him reluctantly, "Hey, hey, you are so strong, come and kill ghosts, otherwise what would you do with your martial arts?"

Ming was also silent for a long time.

In the end, he said slowly, and answered the wrong question: "What is your knife?"

juvenile:"……"

"It's a sun wheel sword, made of special material, capable of killing ghosts, and it's the saber of the members of the ghost killing team."

"Ah."

"Come join us, join the organization and get a knife!"

The young man was a little bit relentlessly entangled.

Ming was also silent for a long time.

It wasn't until the young man said that he and Ming were not on the same road and wanted to part ways that Ming also said, "...I'm still too weak."

juvenile:"……"

For the first time in my life, I was so speechless.

But he didn't struggle after getting the answer, "Then if you change your mind, come to me."

Ming also paused, then nodded.

But sometimes meeting is really a wonderful thing. After knowing the sun wheel knife that can slay ghosts, Ming also has a new pursuit.

He embarked on the road of seeking a knife.

But if he is not a member of the Ghost Killing Squad, he will not be able to get the knife anyway.

He was confused.

His parents died because of a ghost, he had heard about it, but the ghost he needed revenge had already died.

But he doesn't want to join the Ghost Killing Squad.

He doesn't like the feeling of being tied to an organization.

Besides, the successor country raised him not to let him go out to kill ghosts, he needed to maximize his value in the successor country.

It's not that he doesn't want to kill ghosts.

He just can't leave.

How could the following country treat him as revenge because his parents died of ghosts? He had to give everything he had to repay his kindness.

He doesn't like following the country.

But he will stay on.

Until he met a strange ghost when he was with the boy from the ghost killing team.

"Vampire art is..."

And at that time, it happened to be when the boy explained the characteristics of ghosts to him.

As soon as the front foot touched the back foot, I encountered a ghost with vampirism.

Ming also saw the future.

In that future, Ji Guo Yan Sheng became the Black Death Mou.

He saw Ji Guoyuanyi, another younger brother of his, clinging to the Rilun Saber and embarking on a road with no end in sight.

"I will become a ghost slayer."

After the boy killed the ghost, he heard the voice of Ming Ye who had escaped the influence of the blood ghost technique.

After that, the boy never saw Mingye again.

But he heard the news that Ji Guoming, the adopted son of Ji Guo, also defected from Ji Guo.

He took off his last name.

Kill ghosts all the way, in order to find the "ghost king".

Afterwards, the boy did not hear from him for a long time.

But the Ghost Killing Squad came with a talented swordsman named Ji Guo.

Following the country's edge one.

The swordsman who uses the breath of the sun is so powerful that everyone can only admire it.

The boy didn't ask him about Ming Ye, all he got was a shake of the head of the genius swordsman.

He thought he would never see Ming Ye again.

But sometimes fate is magical.

He saw Ming Ye again. At that time, Ming Ye, who became a lone ghost slayer, had his long white hair rolled up, and he was holding a sun wheel knife in his hand. ghost smash.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

He heard Ming also greeted him.

"...Ah, you still remember me."

The boy leaned over.

Ming also nodded.

He was as taciturn as ever.

The young man rubbed his nose and asked the question he had been struggling with for a long time: "Hey, what made you become a ghost slayer...... Is it because of that blood ghost technique that can attack the spirit?"

Ming was also silent for a long time.

Then he slowly explained, "I saw the future...that is the future I don't want to see, I was originally going to serve the successor country and protect the future patriarch...but in that future, what I saw It's...broken."

There is no master to make him work.

Following the country torn apart.

Even if he doesn't have much affection, he still treats them like his own younger brother.

"The future...then you want to change the future?"

the boy asked him.

"I can't change it. If I can really change the future, then what do I see?"

This is an unanswerable argument.

The future can really be changed, so is what he sees really the "future"?

At least Ming thought so too.

If everything is led by fate, then walk along it.

Anyway...he didn't have any obsessions at all.

It's not like he hasn't tried.

But everything is as it should be.

He tried to block all the opportunities that would make Ji Guoyuan pick up the knife, but Ji Guoyuan still picked up the knife.

See, nothing can be changed.

he thinks.

After all, life may be like a game... like a written program.

"what are you going to do."

The boy continued to ask.

"...to use my martial arts..."

His answer made the young man burst out laughing, "You're so funny, but well, if it's someone else, I'm afraid I'll be pissed to death by what you said."

"I'm the only one who finds you interesting."

He laughed out loud.

Ming didn't understand why he looked at him.

The moon was very bright that night.

The wind is also gentle.

Ming also said goodbye to him.

He continued to walk forward silently holding the sun wheel knife, and he walked on the track of the established destiny.

His time was at last drawn to a close.

He has no regrets or obsessions.

It's just... If possible, he would like to take a look at a more distant future.

……

So after a long, long time.

The ghost was wiped out.

No tragic death.

This is also the original plot line of the game...

The motto of the Bundle of Gods is obedience.

Yeah, he's used to it.

Get used to the arrangements of fate that are more obedient than changes.

……

Ming Ye and Fu Hei Hui walked on the street, the bustling street was a scene that Ming Ye had never seen before.

"...However, I didn't expect that you would also be the one who would be written a biography."

Fu Heihui seems to accept this well.

"...Is it brilliant?"

Ming also asked.

Fu Heihui: "..."

Well, forget it.

"Your knife is still with me, do you want to take it?"

Ming also cares most about his sword, and Fu Heihui has a deep understanding.

"No need."

Fu Heihui really doesn't know how to communicate with Ming Ye, but...it doesn't matter.

After all, this is just a phantom projected by someone from the past.

With his vision of the "distant future".

"...Speaking of which, why did you rush into Gu's body?"

Fu Heihui asked a question that he couldn't figure out.

Ming was also silent for a while.

Then say, "My intuition tells me its weakness is in there."

That's a very eloquent answer.

Fu Heihui was used to it, he said calmly, "I will keep the Rilun Knife well for you."

If Ming is also a person from the past who came across time in the past, then maybe those ghosts just crossed with him.

Or, Ming also came chasing ghosts.

These are not important anymore, after all, from Fu Heihui's perspective, he just met a ghost-slayer from another era.

"Thank you."

Ming also chuckled, a fleeting expression.

Fu Heihui watched him step forward by himself, he walked step by step, and he slowly disappeared.

Fu Heihui saw the end of Yuebai's long hair sweeping across his eyes, drawing a beautiful arc.

It is as stunning and clear as it was at first glance.