【Light Cut】Playing hard to get

Since Lai Guanggong, the Minamoto family has shown an unstoppable trend of prosperity. Over the past century, heroes have emerged in large numbers, and they are still famous in Kyoto and enjoy high prestige.Recently, Minamoto's craftsmen forged a precious sword that is rare in a hundred years.According to the usual practice, the Genji family will hold a sharpening ceremony for the patriarch's saber, and the Genji patriarch of this generation is a bold man who likes to be lively, so he naturally decided to hold the sharpening ceremony as a celebration with a large number of guests, so as to promote friendship with the major families in Kyoto. camaraderie.

A large banquet among the nobles requires sufficient preparation and sufficient manpower. Taking this opportunity, Shibataro was introduced by an old woman he knew to enter the Yuan family as a temporary laborer.After Shibataro fell ill, Laiguang took his place and took over the miscellaneous jobs: scrubbing the floor, sweeping the yard, picking vegetable leaves, scraping fish scales, carrying the slop bucket to the car, running errands for the Minagi’s diners, The rusted armor in the Cangbing Pavilion is polished and polished, and so on.

The kind-hearted mother-in-law was willing to cover up for Raikou, who pretended to be "Shibataro", but the mother-in-law gave him a black headscarf after repeatedly looking at Raikou's appearance, "My child, people like us, in the Minamoto family It’s better not to be too conspicuous.” So Lai Guang nodded, wrapped his unique silver hair with a black turban, and followed his mother-in-law’s advice, always lowered his eyes, so as not to let his strange red eyes be seen by others. Discover.

The last day of his work at the Yuan family, of course, will be the same.When he skillfully wrapped the turban, Onikiri cast a surprised look at him. If he was an ordinary child, he would definitely feel ashamed in front of Onikiri and other outstanding beautiful warriors. However, Raikou was indifferent, and instead thought silently to himself: That monster always thinks that I am someone from Lai Guanggong... Hmph, if I really have Lai Guanggong's blood in my body, how about selling my hair to buy a new hairband for Xiao Xun?Damn monster, why can he always do things I can't do easily... I really hate him.

Raikou pursed his lips, and walked toward one of the back doors of Genji Honkan with no expression on his face. It was a low door for servants to enter and exit, but it was more like a dog's hole for adults than a "door".Raikou was familiar with the light car, bent down and got in, ignoring Onikiri's footsteps braking urgently outside the door, and his slightly embarrassed call: "Master Raikou! Please wait a moment, there is a drive here." The enchantment of the demon, I need a little time—”

But Laiguang had an idea, turned around and started running. He just wanted to stay as far away from the monsters that broke into his life as possible.For this, he has to hide before Onikiri breaks through Genji's barrier, and he has to hide until Onikiri gives up, then he can turn the situation around, turning the enemy's dark self into the enemy's clear and dark, and summoning helpers , Seize the timing, and rescue Shibataro and the others from the demon cave occupied by Onikiri—is there any place in the Gen family that is the safest and most inaccessible to monsters?

Without thinking about it, Raikou directly rushed into his favorite place, which was a secluded Japanese room located in the secluded part of Genji's main house, far away from the upcoming knife-cutting ceremony, the noisy crowd and the glitz of changing glasses. , there are only armors like caged moonlight, elegant knife holders, faded banners painted with sasa gentian, and scrolls, talisman papers and ink treasures that once belonged to a Genji patriarch—this is where Genji stores the relics of his ancestors , the "ghost slayer" Minamoto Raimitsu's favorite things during his lifetime are placed in an orderly manner, even including the famous sword "Douji Kiri Yasuna" on the knife holder in the middle of the room- Minamoto Raimitsu did not kill this outstanding meritorious sword. The Demon Blade was brought into the grave, and the current head of the Genji family will still reproduce its gorgeous blade light at important festivals. However, considering that Dojikiri may overwhelm the newly opened sword today, the Genji family temporarily hid it in the courtyard In the depths, let it return to the knife holder left by the old owner.

Raiko rushed into the relics room of General Slaying Oni and quickly closed all the sash windows and partitions. He found a blind spot for hiding behind the old armor erected by Minamoto Raimiko. Behind his small body, the feeling of uneasiness is still like a little mouse poking his head, jumping around in his heart, making a fuss endlessly.

"You must not be caught by monsters." Lai Guang whispered to himself, and opened a small crack in the musty-smelling banner. He looked around, and his eyes lit up when he saw the elegant long knife on the knife rest in the middle of the room. "It's Mr. Raimitsu's dojikiri! It can even cut off the head of the ghost king Shuten-douji, so it must be able to deal with that villain youkai."

Laiguang got out of the banner, rushed to the knife rest, stood on tiptoe, and carefully and laboriously hugged the famous general's former favorite knife.Ever since he was determined to fight against Onikiri, he insisted on not wearing the clothes Onikiri brought back, not eating meals made by Onikiri for several days in a row, or forced to take a sip of the soup when the three brothers and sisters of Shiitaro forced him to do so. His body became weaker and weaker, and the weight of a Dojiki could almost overwhelm him, but he seemed to be holding a life-saving driftwood, and even pressed his bloodless cheek due to hunger against Dojiki's sword, facing the cold The dead thing begged in a low voice: "Please help me, boy Kirie Yasuna... If you can, please kill that annoying monster."

He was looking forward to hearing the humming of the boy cutting the snow blade, and he was even more eager for the general Minamoto Raimitsu to answer his second prayer in this quiet and solemn holy place of "ghost slayers", but the real answer to him was never what he expected people and things——"Men Raimitsu, if you really like the boy Kirie Anzuna so much, why did you create me? Is it stronger than me? Can it pierce your heart like mine? I once cut your heart Cutting the body into pieces, even if it's just a puppet... Can the boy Qie Angang do it?"

Onikiri's figure changed from hazy to clear behind the sliding door, and the horns of an evil spirit grew on his head again. The light of the knife he swung towards the sliding door was like a thunderous tsunami, blocking Raikou's screams in his throat. The boy who had no samurai training at all couldn't even pull Dojiri out of the scabbard, and fell into the shadow of Onikiri looking down at him in despair, "Menakiri, I used to envy Dojiri Yasuna, because only dead things can serve The dead are buried with the dead, and I am a monster whose soul is sealed in the knife, always living in the dead... As a knife, I cannot break myself by my own will."

Onikiri raised his hand and pulled out Dojikiri, which Raikou failed to pull out, and pierced his heart with his backhand.The gushing blood splashed on Raikou's cheek, even a boy who had not experienced much in the world knew that such a deep wound and such a large amount of bleeding would surely lead to death, but Oni didn't care, instead he pointed and cut the boy to himself The heart went deeper, until it was almost stalkless, and penetrated the back.

"Look, you lied to me in the end, you are dead, I still live alone, I will never get rid of your blood bond..." Onikiri pulled Dojiki out of his body, bringing out more thick crimson, The flowing blood filled the entire Japanese room, dyeing Minamoto Yorimitsu's armor back to its old color - the bloody red from the ancient battlefield where corpses were everywhere.

"Your blood has mixed with my blood, I can't find it, even if I let go of all the blood in my body, it's still hiding somewhere, and I still can't die." Onikiri threw the long knife in his hand aside, and cut it The scabbard was also thrown away, and by the way, he kicked the scabbard, causing a hideous gap in the scabbard of the famous knife, like a beauty disfigured.

"I hate you, you make me unable to even commit suicide... However," Onikiri knelt down in front of the pale-faced Raikou again, raised his hands high, and held Raikou in a prayer-like gesture He even rubbed his blood-stained fingers gently on the boy's delicate skin, leaving countless hideous bloody fingerprints, and murmured, "However, this kind of me, who can't die no matter what, is the one who will never die." A sword that will be broken. Compared to Dojikiri Yasuna, Onikiri is stronger—I am your strongest sword, right, Minamoto Raimitsu?"

His tone began to slip into madness again, and his inexplicable words were full of frenzy, but the monster kept a calm expression, and his beautiful face even revealed a little pitiful delicacy, "I took a look at the new today's A knife with a sharp edge...it's superficial, flashy, and the current Genjia is nothing more than that. Those human beings who sit and eat mountains and empty mountains are not worthy of nostalgia. When you finish today's business, come back to Dajiangshan with me. As your sharp blade, I will Take care of you, you have me is enough."

"This time, I will never let you die." He let go of the hands that were stroking Laiguang's cheeks, and wanted to wrap his arms around the boy's waist, hold him horizontally and take him away from Yuan's house, but Laiguang's eyes were red and disheveled. With silver hair and dirty little face, he slammed down sonorous words in a childish voice: "No. I don't want you. Monsters are liars, always lying, in order to achieve their own goals, they will do anything bad , I don't want any 'sharp blade', I don't want to be taken care of, I just believe in myself!"

Raikou kicked Onikiri's bloody heart, trying to kick Onikiri down and take the opportunity to escape, but being wounded and fighting is a routine for the big demon, and Onikiri grabbed Raikori's ankle effortlessly and threw him off. Fell to the ground, "You don't want me? But you didn't say that before. Those things that happened in the realm of the underworld...you have been forcing me to be your knife."

"I have never lied. You have always been the one who lied. From the moment I melted the knife to the day you died, you are the liar who did all kinds of bad things to me in order to achieve your own goals, Minamoto Raimitsu."

Onikiri lost his mind slightly due to the emergence of memories, and he was extremely eager for the reborn Laiguang to recall the past.With a trace of luck in his arms, he slowly loosened the fingers that clasped Lai Guang's ankle, but he saw the boy crawl forward immediately, stretching out his hand to reach the boy who was thrown to the ground by him earlier, and backhanded him with the most taboo and most enviable touch. Also the most jealous knife scratched his cheek - "My surname is not Minamoto! My name is not Minamoto Raimitsu! You mistaken me, stupid monster!"

The knife that Raikou swung with all his strength only left a shallow scar on Onikiri's left eye corner, but that shallow wound was enough to break Onikiri's psychological defense line, "You said I misidentified the person? I, Onikiri, will I mistake you, Minamoto? Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, you have no idea what I've been through! You left me with nothing but a finger bone! I want to find you every day the ashes of you, I want to put you together—”

He reached out and grabbed Laiguang's slender wrist holding the knife, twisted it hard, and forcibly twisted the boy's wrist bone. The sudden sharp pain was like a coffin lid closing instantly, which made the boy faint from the pain, and the boy fell down again. On the ground, there was a soft cry like broken jade.

Onikiri caught the boy's limp body and wrapped his arms around his narrow shoulders tightly.He put his lips close to the forehead of the boy with closed eyes, and felt the beating of the little heart with his hot and trembling breath, as if only in this way could he escape from the nightmare that had lasted for a hundred years. "Why don't you want me, Mr. Laiguang? The boy Qie Angang will not dig the soil with his hands to find your bones that have not been weathered like me..." He silently kissed the boy's forehead again and again, with a pious gesture Like the kowtow of a believer.He leaned close to the unconscious boy's ear, and whispered to the master who once tried everything to get him back, but now abandoned him like a shoestring: "All the knives in the world are inferior to me, how can they be worthy of you. I I will take you back to Dajiangshan... I will change your view of monsters, I will definitely do it."

He picked up the little boy, ignored the blood all over his body, and walked out of the messy relic storage room.As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, he heard two calls: "Onikiri-sama."

They were two shikigami covered in armor, even their appearances were completely covered by oni masks. The big demon recognized that they had been driven by Minamoto Raimitsu for defense and guarding. ".

The two shikigami first bowed to Onikiri, then knelt down on their knees, bowed to the little boy in Onikiri's arms, and whispered at the same time: "Master."

After they stood up, they turned to Onikiri respectfully and said, "Does Onikiri-sama need to take away the master's other treasures?"

Onikiri shook his head, and said softly: "No need, I have already taken the most precious thing away." He tightened his fingers around Raikou, paused, and said: "Go back and clean, don't let the Minamoto family know that I am here Pass."

The shikigami bowed their heads and agreed: "Yes."

Obeying the etiquette they had been taught, the shikigami watched Onikiri turn around and left with their little master until they disappeared into the bamboo garden on the covered bridge and disappeared into the depths of the courtyard.

(To be continued)