The spirit knife Sakura Fubuki trembled slightly in its hand, as if expressing its dissatisfaction with this scapegoat.
The atmosphere in the room was once very awkward.
"Father?"
The slightly thin middle-aged man in front of him came back to his senses from Sakura Fukixue, glanced at Yaeji, and asked, "Was that sword wave from Sakura Fukixue just now?"
"That's right, that's right!" Yaeji's small head was like a stick for pounding garlic, "It was Sakura Fuki that moved her hand."
Ya Chongji raised his head to look at this always strict father, the expression of surprise and joy on his face made Ya Chongji very puzzled.
Is it possible... The Spiritual Knife Sakura Fubuki is really like the legend, whoever picks it up is its owner
"Ji, anyone can pick up the spiritual sword enshrined in the shrine, but if you want it to release the sword wave, you must be a pure girl who has high respect for the gods to succeed. Before that, there is a condition, Those who hold Sakura Fubuki have a sword heart that can break free from the shackles."
At this time, Yaeji didn't know what expression to put on. He had great respect for the gods? Does it count as those who secretly slander the gods? Pure daughter? But he is a man! Even if the son inherits his father's business in the future, it will be the new Yae God Lord, not the shrine maiden of Yae Shrine.
One last point... Kenshin who broke free from the shackles
Isn't this nonsense? He only remembered that he used his skills to light up the branch of Luoying Zhan in a dream. Does this count as having a sword heart that can break free from the shackles
And what happened in the dream, do you want to tell your father
Feeling anxious, Yaeji followed his father to the open space in the center of the shrine.
"Use a set of Falling Cherry Slash in that direction, remember, don't chop diagonally."
"Um."
Yaeji nodded, the direction his father pointed was the gate of Yae Shrine, the so-called gate of Yae Shrine was only supported by two pillars, and the scene outside could be seen at a glance.
Below the gate of the shrine is a section of stairs that is not low, and the path leading to the stairs of the shrine is full of trees, but because of the severe drought, there are only a few dead leaves on the canopy of those big trees. After a gust of wind, the last trace of the canopy Dignity is gone, leaving only a bare head.
Yazhongji concentrated slightly, and quickly performed six-stage slashing like clouds and flowing water. At the fifth section known as the watershed, the spiritual knife in Yazhongji's hand suddenly burst into a cherry-colored knife wave, and cut straight towards the crown of the tree on the path outside the shrine gate. go!
"Ka~"
This time, even the bare head of the tree disappeared.
The cherry-colored knife wave also gradually dissipated not far away.
"How does it feel?" Yae God Lord asked.
"Uh... Sakura blowing snow is a bit of a burden on my body. I can't perform it a few times like Sakura Slash, and my physical strength can't support it." Yazhongji said truthfully.
"Yeah." Lord Yae nodded: "Put the spirit knife back to the place where it is enshrined. From now on, you can go to the side hall to accompany the spirit knife every day."
God Lord Yae turned around and just took two steps, then turned around again, "There will be a sacrifice the day after tomorrow, you take Sakura and let her learn more."
The sacrifice when I was a child, and the offerings to the gods flashed through my mind... Yae Ji's body trembled undetectably.
"yes!"
...
Yachongji put the spirit knife back to the place where it was enshrined in the side hall, he had many questions. Why can a man like him use Sakura Fubuki to unleash incredible power? Why did he possess what his father called "Jianxin" overnight
Yachongji sat on the futon in the middle of the side hall, closed his eyes and thought hard.
Not long after, someone repaired the wooden door of the side hall. Seeing Yachongji sitting there, he glanced at the faintly radiant spiritual knife. The two villagers first bowed to the enshrined spiritual knife before carefully repairing it. Come the wooden door.
"Squeak~"
With a soft sound, the carpenter who repaired the wooden door worshiped the spirit knife again before closing the door and leaving. And Yaeji still sat there motionless.
I imagined the weird blue panel out of thin air in my mind, but I couldn't press it no matter what, and it didn't feel real at all.
'Only in a dream? '
Yaeji couldn't make up his mind. The blue panel that appeared in the dream was somewhat similar to the picture that appeared on the evil long box. He also encountered that strange world of steel and concrete in his dream. In that world, it seemed that Everyone has an "evil long box", that is, a weird existence called a 'cell phone'.
After lunch, Yazhongji made up a random story to get rid of the two curious kittens, and continued to return to the side hall where the Spiritual Knife was enshrined.
evening.
Yazhongji pushed open the wooden door of the side hall that had just been repaired, and found a black shadow entering the main hall where the gods were enshrined.
Frowning, Yaeji felt that something was unusual.
Normally, even if there are villagers who come to worship, it is usually early in the morning, no matter how bad it is at noon or afternoon, but it is the first time Yazhongji has seen them come to worship the gods in the evening when the sky is getting dark.
Passing by the entrance of the main hall dedicated to the fox god, Yazhongji faintly saw a familiar figure.
"Dasuke?"
The distance was too far, and the young man named Daisuke didn't hear it at all. Instead, he knelt down devoutly on the ground, and then...
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Daisuke seemed to be going crazy, knocking his head on the hard floor again and again.
that voice...
"Crazy." Yaeji shook his head, Daisuke was a few years older than him, and the two of them didn't know each other too well, and Yaeji didn't want to meddle in his affairs.
Walking back to the resting room on the left side of the shrine, Yaeji saw Sakura and Rin, two little girls staring at him with big eyes shining.
Touching his face, Yazhongji smiled and said, "What's wrong? Is there a flower on my face?"
Yae Sakura, who was wearing a small shrine maiden costume, came to him, raised her nose, and sniffed him like a little fox.
"The legend is true, the spirit knife Sakura Fubuki can really emit the fragrance of cherry blossoms."
"Huh?" Ya Chongji was a little confused.
"Brother, I also want to smell the scent of Sakura Fubuki!" Yae Rin, who was sitting in the bunk, said expectantly.
Yaeji walked over and rubbed Rin's little head, "What are you thinking? If Rin is curious, I'll bring Sakura Fubuki over tomorrow for you to see enough."
"Really?" Sakura and Rin asked in unison.
"real."
"really?"
"really!"
"Brother is the best!"
"Long live brother!"
While the three brothers and sisters were playing around, there was a sudden knock on the door.
Sakura and Rin immediately sat there obediently like a good baby.
Generally, those who come here at this point are the fathers.
...
"Bang bang bang~"
Yaeji was puzzled, at most his father would just knock on the door and come in, but today
Isn't it father
Yaeji instantly thought of Daisuke who came to the shrine to pay homage to the gods.
Come forward and open the door.
Sure enough, it was the tall and thin Daisuke.
"May I come in?"
Looking at Daisuke whose forehead was covered in blood, Yae Ji nodded with difficulty.
"Sakura, go get some linen."
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