【Light Cut】Playing hard to get

The silent approaching death is like the night covering the mountains, or like the two locks of black hair hanging down the temples when the monster warrior bent over him. Pain is not felt.

He listened to his slowly failing heartbeat and the sound of blood gurgling and spreading on the grass below him, and the intermittent images of those two monsters gouging out his eyeballs and tearing off his arms kept flashing back in his mind.

In the temple of Manjusri Bodhisattva, his kind grandfather once taught him the names of some common monsters. He knew that the two evil spirits attacked him, the green one was "Heavenly Evil Ghost Green", and the red one was "Heavenly Evil Ghost Red". Ever since the Great Onmyoji Abe Seimei personally guarded Heian-kyo, low-level monsters like Tianxiegui never dared to show up in the daytime, let alone harm the residents of Kyoto rashly, but why—he was the exception?

When he pushed back Onikiri, the paranoid and crazy youkai samurai, he thought he was finally saved.He picked up the scattered items and repacked them into a small bundle, but after walking a few steps, his stomach started growling.

Hungry at the start of the journey is a taboo for long-distance trekking.He thought, anyway, Onikiri's domineering big monster was scared away by him, so he finally bought himself the time to go back to the hut to bake a pancake.

But it was this fatal mistake that made him start again after filling his stomach. After walking a few steps in the forest, he was pushed down to the ground by the evil ghosts chasing from behind.

The green celestial evil ghost approached his body, smelled him from head to toe, raised his head and said, "Aha! It really smells like Onikiri boss! It's you, Minamoto Raimitsu! You, you, do you know? It's you who made Onikiri boss very unhappy, very unhappy, very sad! Boss is the best big monster, but being bullied by you, we are also very unhappy, very unhappy, very sad! You bad guy, Hurry up and return the things owed to Onikiri Boss!"

He was struggling under the rock-steady palm of the red sky evil spirit, and when he heard this, he became inexplicably angry: He bullied Onikiri?he?Bully?ghost cut?Is the monster even more confusing than those hateful adults in the Gen family?

"My surname is not Yuan!" The boy gritted his teeth angrily, and yelled angrily through the gap between Tianxieguichi's wide fingers, "I don't owe ghost anything, I hate him the most! Let me go, let go!"

Unexpectedly, Tianxie Guilu pulled out the feather board on his back and slammed his calf, making his roar turn into a cry of pain, "You don't owe the boss? You lied! The thing the boss said the most is, 'Minato Raimitsu lied to me ', Hey, yo hey hey! You're a liar! I don't believe in liars! You must have stolen from Boss to make Boss so upset! Ho, yo ho ho, let me see what I can bring back to give away Boss."

At this time, the ten evil spirits who were suppressing the little boy like a boulder spoke: "Minaramitsu! Oeyama! Hit! Hit! Shuten-douji, hit! Ibaraki-douji, hit! Onikiri boss, hit!"

Tianxie Guilu suddenly realized, and he tapped the boy's ankle with a feather board—a "boom"—to show his excitement, "Hehehe, I remembered! Minamoto Raimitsu is very bad, very bad! He chopped Onikiri Boss's head—er, arms? Head or arms...but Boss always had a head? And arms?"

Seeing his companion scratching his head because of his poor memory, Tianxiegui Chi couldn't help shouting, "Eyes! Eyes! Boss! Left eye!"

"Oh oh oh!" Tianxie Guilu suddenly realized, and he knocked the boy on the side of the waist again with the feather board, "Minato Raimitsu is really bad, too bad! He actually injured the boss's left eye with miasma! Boss every time Eyes hurt at night, the boss will cover his eyes and call 'Men Raimiko', the boss is so pitiful, it's all your fault! You must return the good eye to the boss, so that the boss can be happy."

Tianxie Guilu was about to stretch out his sharp claws and go straight for the boy's left eye, but he stopped halfway, and his green face with pockmarked holes showed a tangled expression again, "Yeah, ummmm, but Yuan Lai Did Hikari chop off the head or the arm of the boss... Oh! Oh, oh, oh, Minamoto Raimitsu cut off the right arm of Ibaraki Doji, and tricked the Onikiri boss into beheading Oeyama Oni King's head! Wow, how could it be? There is such a bad guy, dare to lie to our boss! We are the monsters of Dajiangshan, and we also want to avenge the ghost king! Return your head too—”

But Tianxie Guichi stomped his feet suddenly, and said anxiously: "Menraikou! Head! Head! Boss! Arms! Arms!"

When Tianxieguilu heard that his companion and his memory were completely different, he withdrew his hand in embarrassment and scratched his face in confusion, "Uh, head? Arm? Arm? Head? Is it the head or the arm? Is it the arm or the head? Yuan Lai What did the light cut..."

The little green demon was staring at his red companion, but he heard the "very bad guy" speak softly: "I cut off the head of Shuten Doji. Revenge? Come here."

Tianxie Guilu and Tianxie Guichi looked at each other, and the two little demons laughed together, Tianxie Guilu laughed so much that his nose almost spit out, "Yuan Laiguang, big liar! You said you chopped off the head of the ghost king, are you sure?" You're lying! You must have chopped off the ghost king's right arm! Yo ha ha ha, you just have to give back one arm and one eye—"

The monster easily took what they wanted, and left the boy in the bloody lake that gradually gathered, like a rag doll that even a greedy child from a poor family would not bother to pick up.

But the boy still had one breath left, and he was still struggling to breathe.He originally wanted to wrap a small bundle of cloth around the broken part of his arm to slow down the speed of blood loss, but he didn't even have the strength to cry, cry for help and lament, let alone stop the bleeding.He is like a small tree, struggling to grow on the barren land away from the shelter of giant trees. He wants to grow taller by his own strength, approaching a certain window with flickering candles. He always thinks that he has grown tall enough, You can see his home and family through the window, but the world is too impermanent.The small tree was cut down in the middle and fell into the sea of ​​sand, soil and blood.

Before he finally closed his eyes, he felt mocked—the kind bhikkhuni was the first to tie his hair since his grandfather, and not only gave him rice and a comb, but also wished him health and safety, and took the "ghost killer" for him. ""--now he was "killed by a ghost" and lived up to the name "Laiguang".

He grieved—there was so much he wanted to do and he hadn't done it!He hasn't found his parents yet, hasn't avenged his grandfather, hasn't visited Gen's house again, apologized to his mother-in-law for missing the last day's work, hasn't saved enough money to buy his own samurai sword, and hasn't studied The yin and yang technique that can protect the capital has not become a man like Lai Guanggong who is indomitable and indomitable - he will die in the muddy ground in the grove in such a miserable and miserable way.

He also felt regretful - he didn't even know what he did wrong to provoke a ferocious monster like Onikiri.He didn't understand what kind of lie he had told?Obviously he has always been blunt to Onikiri: Get off, don't touch me, I don't need anything from you - he is like this, how can he still "owe" Onikiri?

Now that he has given away his left eye and right arm, has he paid off what he owed Guiqie?

With endless doubts, the boy sank into the endless darkness.His last thought was like a broken red thread tangled around a graceful long knife he had imagined.He thought: If there is an afterlife, please let me be a samurai sword.

I want to be needed by someone, and I will protect that person with all my heart.I will be very sharp, I am not afraid of breaking, I will kill all ghosts for that person, and I will make him a hero like Lai Guanggong.

If there is a god in the sky, please hear my wish...

I want to be a knife that people love.