I rely on the vest to be the villain boss

A round of crescent moon hangs in the sky, beyond the white but turbid moon, there are endless bright broken stars, they flash like breathing from time to time, adding a bit of vitality to the unchanging vast starry sky.

A black-haired boy with red hair in unlined clothes was running in this lonely wilderness.

If there is any witness, he may be shocked by his pace - for a child less than ten years old, he runs so fast that even adults can only catch up.And even though he was running so fast, he never made a mistake in his footsteps. He clearly kept looking ahead and at the sky, but no matter if it was a sharp stone on the ground or an imperceptible pothole, he jumped lightly as if he had expected it long ago. together avoided.

But there was no one else here, only the moon and the stars could witness all of this, so no one praised his inconceivable dexterity.But he doesn't need to admire, for him, the gentle night wind blowing across his face and the starry sky quietly watching him are all his partners.

He does have enviable talents, but he is still a human being and a child after all.The muscles of his legs, which were born with little exercise, were protesting, and the straw sandals he wore out of that house were not lightly worn. The most important thing is... He hasn't eaten a single grain of rice since nightfall, and he hasn't drank any more. After a drop of water, his stomach is now beating violently.

He had to slow down a little bit, and the farmland with vigorous rice seedlings passed by his side, and a village gradually appeared in his vision.

It was late at night, and in this era, especially the civilians who could hardly get oil to light the lamps, they had already put down everything and fell asleep early, so the whole village was in a peaceful sleep.

The boy named Jiguo Yuanyi...or should be called Yuanyi now, didn't want to disturb others. He saw a large water tank in front of a house at the entrance of the village.However, my mother said that self-taking without asking seems to be called theft, so even though his throat was so dry that he was about to burn, he didn't make any sound and walked quietly through that room.

But after experiencing his mother's death, he seemed to have finally encountered a good thing. A low voice came from behind him, "Who is it?"

Yuan blinked his eyes and turned around. It was a middle-aged man dressed in plain linen and rough clothes. The man held an iron sickle in one hand and a candle in the other. When he saw his appearance clearly, he put it down. Sickle, "What, it turned out to be a child."

As he spoke, he took a few steps forward, "It's so late, why are you here alone? You look strange, you're not from our village."

"I'm from another place." Yuanyi couldn't describe where Jiguo's mansion was, not to mention that many people had reminded him that once he left Jiguo, he was not allowed to call himself by the name of Jiguo, nor could he be with Jiguo. Ji Guo gets in touch.His eyes fell on the man's left chest. In his eyes, the man's body structure can be said to be unobstructed, so he also judged from his blood flow and heartbeat that this person woke up from sleep, "I put you Did you wake up? Sorry."

"Ah...not counting. Because this village was often attacked by wild beasts before, many people slept well at night, but disappeared the next day. Some people found it near the village..." the villagers said here. For a moment, he didn't want to frighten the child who was living alone, so he bluntly ignored the lingering horror, "In short, although it has calmed down a bit recently, we are still very vigilant, and it's not your fault."

... Hey, how does this child know that he just woke up, and not just not asleep?

Yuanyi nodded obediently, and the villagers observed him carefully, noticing that Yuanyi's lips were so dry that they were cracked, he immediately forgot the doubt, and his face eased, "It's really amazing that you can walk here alone... ...What's your name? Come to my house to have something to eat and rest."

Yuanyi glanced across the villager's belly, and he shook his head, "My name is Yuanyi. No need, just give me some water."

The stomach of this villager is empty, and the food he ate for dinner has probably been digested long ago. Although the body under the clothes cannot be said to be skinny, it can be considered skinny. The strong servants are completely different, let alone Enichi who is not valued but has never been hungry.

Because of this, Yuanyi couldn't eat the only food left in his house.

Embarrassment flashed across the villager's face, because he really didn't have anything extra at home, even for a child, and he just said it in passing.Because of this, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when Yuanyi refused, which also made him very enthusiastic when he took Yuanyi to his own house, and quickly scooped up a bowl of water for Yuanyi.

The boy who reached the villager's waist picked up the bowl and drank to the bottom of the bowl in a blink of an eye. He put down the bowl, put his hands together and said, "Thank you for the hospitality."

The villager doesn't have any children himself, but it doesn't prevent him from being lovable by this well-behaved and polite child. He can't help but care about Yuanyi's next itinerary, "Yuanyi, where are you going next? Although there have been no beasts for at least half a year Been here, but it's still not safe at night."

Yuanyi was also a little troubled, because he never considered his destination, he didn't even know where he went, "I don't know either, it doesn't matter, the beast won't hurt me."

What he said was concise, but the meaning was also very clear. He bowed to the villagers who provided him with water, "Thank you for your hospitality, I'm leaving."

"Wait a minute!" The villager subconsciously got up and wanted to keep him, but he couldn't think of how much time he had to take care of a child when he could barely eat and clothe himself, so the words came to his mouth: "...then you be careful .”

Yuanyi bowed again, then walked out of the house.But the villagers suddenly remembered something, ran to his side quickly, leaned into his ear and lowered their voice, "If you really don't know where to go, go to the thatched hut in the north outside the village. "

"Thatched hut?" Yuan Yi followed his prompt and looked towards the north of the village, which was also the opposite direction when Yuan Yi came. There, one could vaguely see a thatched hut that was independent of other houses, unlike other houses that were next to each other. The house built by the village is far away from the village.

Not only that, but in Yuanyi's eyes, besides the house made of straw curtains and wood, there is a membrane like water flow, which envelops the whole thatched hut inside.In fact, he had noticed that strange transparent film a long time ago, which was very novel to him, and that's why he ran in this direction. Even if the villagers didn't remind him, he would approach in that direction next.

Saying goodbye to the villagers, Yuanyi walked towards the thatched hut, and it took a quarter of an hour to reach the outside of the fence that was also made of straw curtains and wooden slats. a few meters away.

Yuan Yi carefully stared at this watery and icy thing, and curiously stretched out his index finger to touch it lightly, but it was not solid, so his hand passed through it easily, and then he left as well. past.If it was an ordinary person, not only would he not be able to see the enchantment-like shield, but he would not feel anything at all, but Yuanyi felt it, as if soft feathers had brushed against his skin.

The wonderful tactile sensation brought by passing through this enchantment is second to none. What surprised Yuanyi the most was that after he walked over, he heard a clear and crisp sound that was clearly close at hand.

clang!clang!clang!One sound after another, the interval between each sound is exactly the same, and the resulting sound is also of the same volume, like the sound of the wind chimes ringing by the mother in Yuanyi's ear, but the sound is a bit heavier than the wind chimes.

What is this sound, why can't it be heard outside?There was a gap in the fence of the thatched cottage, which was obviously for people to walk on. Yuan Yi was attracted by the sound and walked into the fence unconsciously.

There seemed to be some white light flashing by, he looked sideways as if aware of it, and then his eyes widened a little in surprise.

In the enclosed yard, there are no common weeds, nor the rare flowers and plants planted by the country, but piled up randomly in the yard... knives.

Every knife is shining with a chilling light, and you can imagine its sharpness from a distance. This is unimaginable now when iron ore is rare, and even the successor countries may not be able to prepare so many. Knives, not to mention every knife looks so extraordinary.

Especially one of them, unlike other knives piled horizontally on the ground, this knife sinks into the ground in a vertical posture.

The body of the blade is white and flawless, like fresh snow falling from the sky in early winter, without any filth from the world; the body of the blade is as clean as a mirror, reflecting Yuan Yi's immature cheeks and the crescent moon behind him. The moonlight reflected by the knife; the junction of the pitch-black back of the knife fired with soil and the sharpness of the pure white knife body presents a complicated knife pattern, as if someone arranged the petals of the cherry blossoms in a line and printed them one by one on the knife body.

The uninterrupted clanging sound stopped at some point.

"Do you like that knife very much?"

With the wind blowing over Yuanyi's shoulder, he turned around. This was the first time someone could appear behind him without being noticed by him. Everything tonight was very strange to Yuanyi, maybe it was a dream .He stared blankly at the short red-haired young man in white haori with a cold expression, and shook his head honestly.

This knife is indeed beautiful, the curvature of the blade and the pattern of the knife are very beautiful, even more beautiful than the knife that my brother received from his father on his birthday.But a knife is a knife, something that can hurt people, so Yuanyi doesn't like it.

The expression of the short-haired young man with red copper color remained unchanged. He raised his right hand, and the white feather weave slid slightly down from his shoulder. The knife behind Yuanyi responded to his call, and the blade vibrated and rang out, " Is that right, the old man is quite satisfied with this knife, although it is still a failure."

The young man walked by Yuanyi, and Yuanyi smelled the smell of flames and metal. His eyes followed the figure of the man, and he saw that he pulled out the Taidao with the cherry blossom pattern from the ground, and then, he went straight to the ground. The knife was thrown over the fence!

The knife flew by Yuanyi's side, it was clearly a cold knife, but Yuanyi almost thought that what floated past his ear was a bunch of extremely blooming cherry blossoms, but the fragrance of this bunch of flowers was the smell of steel .

The seven days of cherry blossoms are fleeting, just like the speed of this unnamed knife.It fell into the shadows, seemed to be stabbed on something, and fell silent.

After witnessing all this, Yuan Yi turned around and ran out of the fence without saying a word.Feng Huo withdrew his eyes from the shadow that was about to move, he raised his eyebrows, and picked up the back collar of Yuan Yi before he ran out, "What are you going to do?"

Yuan Yi, who was caught, stood still and apologized sincerely, "I'm sorry, I don't like knives, but I didn't mean to spoil your hard work."

Yuanyi's brain circuit: He asked me if I liked knives, and when I said no, he threw the knives away. The problem was with me.

"...So you want to help me pick it up?" Feng Huo took a few seconds to understand his brain circuit, he wanted to laugh, and at first glance, his cold eyebrows and eyes seemed a little softer, "Why do you Think it was my blood?"

Yuanyi was a little troubled, many things were taken for granted by him, just like everyone can easily tell whether the food is good or not, the music is good or not, and he can also tell at a glance that the person in front of him is better than anyone he has ever seen. The samurai must be powerful, and every "failure" in the yard must surpass the top sword of this era, but he doesn't know how to explain it to others.

Fortunately, at this time, his stomach saved him.

"Grumbling..."

Yuan who was being carried blinked, and Fenghuo who was carrying him also blinked, and finally Fenghuo coughed dryly, "Don't worry about that knife, I will take it back .”

He realized that the height difference between himself and the child might cause a great communication barrier, so he took a step back and half-kneeled on the ground, letting the white feathers touch the dusty ground, he carefully Observing Yuanyi's healthy but skinny face, "You, have you eaten well? Do you want to eat balls?"

Yuan Yi lowered his head and touched his stomach, then nodded.So Feng Huo took his hand and led him to his thatched hut. During this period, Yuanyi couldn't help but look back at the direction where the knife disappeared. He vaguely felt that there should be something there.

"It's okay." The red-haired young man mistook his reaction for uneasiness and spoke again. His tone was still a little cold, but Yuanyi read the meaning of comfort from it, "As long as the old man is here, I won't something's up."

As soon as Yuan withdrew his gaze, he raised his head to stare at the face of the young man who claimed to be very strange, and held back the hand that was as warm as he imagined, "Why do you call yourself an old man?" Obviously every structure of the body looks very young.

"Because it's already an old bone, the appearance can't explain anything." Feng Huo said.He didn't shake off Yuanyi's hand, but took out the rice ball with the other hand and put it on the stove to heat it up. He pushed a stack of three-color balls to Yuanyi, "Eat this first to rest your stomach."

Yuanyi had never seen this kind of dessert, but he was very experimental, he held the bamboo stick, and bit off the top white ball.

...so sweet.he thinks.

If this is a dream, when you wake up from the dream, if you have a chance, you must tell your brother, let him try this kind of beautiful and delicious meatballs.

The author says:

The production process of the knife pattern is very troublesome, and the randomness is very strong. It is a test of the strength of the knife maker. A good knife maker can indeed make some directional patterns, such as the knife pattern connected by flower buds, and the knife of clouds, waves, and mountains. There are also some that look like evenly arranged rosary beads.However, I personally think that it takes a certain amount of imagination to distinguish the flowers. If the straight man Ruyuan can recognize it, it should be regarded as a bonus of heroic spirits. It is not surprising that the patterns you want to make are clearly visible at a glance. right(...)

Speaking of Muramasa, I can't help but think of the origin of my second year of middle school. From a certain point of view, the man who changed my destiny and made me start writing articles, who killed the embryo with Murasame's facial paralysis. (Who are you here to pay me what you owe me.jpg)

感谢在2022-03-1821:03:32~2022-03-1920:16:57期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: BB1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Autumn Forest pushes bot, BB1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：离50瓶；坑～43瓶；輪囬歯車「haguruma」30瓶；柠酸、Ant10瓶；吾王、改个名真的好难1瓶；