I'm really not an old sword

He hated the feeling of not being in control of things.

It was just like when the tiger demon ate his wife and children, and he went into the mountains to look for it even though he knew he was going to die.

He really wanted to rush in and kill both the evil monk and the target by force and numerical superiority.

But, we still have to wait.

One minute, five minutes, ten minutes...

As time passed, the warriors hiding in the forest gradually became anxious. The disappearance of their two companions made a sense of uneasiness spread among them.

"Boss, what should we do? Will they encounter any accidents?"

"It's almost a quarter of an hour, why haven't they come out yet?"

"Who did it? The evil monk or that Lin Qingsu?"

"Boss, let's charge in. With so many of us, we can kill them with one sword each."

Kamiiwa Kotaro's expression was uncertain.

Rationally, he should retreat temporarily, but no matter what, the mission assigned to him was to "bring the leader to meet him." There was no way he could return without even seeing the body. If Lin Qingsu returned by then, his future would be over.

It’s impossible to burn down the temple in such heavy rain, and if we wait, what if Lin Qingsu has already escaped?

Although the possibility is very low, he can't afford to take the risk!

He had become accustomed to wealth and glory and never wanted to return to that dilapidated village.

I must see Lin Qingsu die with my own eyes!

A ruthless look flashed in Kamiyan Kotaro's eyes, and he gritted his teeth and whispered, "Everyone, get ready."

As the order was passed on, dozens of figures walked out of the forest one after another.

There are samurai wearing black clothes and black hats, holding samurai swords, and there are also onmyoji wearing coats and clean clothes.

They approached the temple in a corner, and as Kamiwa Kotaro waved his hand, one of them walked to the door and reached out to knock, but it was just a light touch.

'Squeak~'

The group of people were instantly alarmed and held down the weapons at their waists.

But there was no response from the temple.

Heavy rain, deep mountains and forests, dilapidated temples. Although the group of people are all warriors who live on the edge of a knife, such a strange scene still makes their hair stand on end.

There was only an empty atrium in the open gap.

Kotaro Kamiwa stared at the crack in the door, his intuition telling him that he had to run now.

But he couldn't run.

If he escapes and the Emperor and Lord Xianguang find out, they will never forgive him.

Kamiyan Kotaro made up his mind and rushed in with a sword in hand.

The rain stopped.

The fierce sound of rain like beating drums suddenly stopped, and the feeling of raindrops hitting the body also disappeared.

But the wet feeling still remains.

The sound of soft stringed instruments and the charming laughter of young women rang in my ears. The smell of earth and grass that had almost made me want to vomit after smelling it for over a month was gone, replaced by a strong scent of rouge.

"Why am I here suddenly?"

Before Kamiiwa Kotaro could think about it, the madam came over with a twist of her waist and a sweet giggle.

"Hey, isn't this Lord Sangam?"

"I remember you haven't been here for over a month."

"You are so cruel! Hongxiang keeps talking about you to me every day..."

With his arm wrapped in softness, Kamiiwa Kotaro looked at the still charming woman beside him. She was the madam of the brothel he and his men often visited in Heian-kyo.

There's nothing wrong with appearance or speech, so...

"Hahaha, Madam, please don't blame me. Lord Sangyan led us to do a great task. He was personally appointed by His Majesty and Lord Xianguang. It took so long to go back and forth, and now he's rushing here right after completing the task."

Kamiwa Kotaro turned his head and saw a man who was almost forty years old, Hanjo Ikki, his right-hand man and his playmate since childhood.

In addition to him, there were several companions following behind, all of whom were hugged by young women with heavy rouge and powder. While chatting and laughing with each other, Kamiwa Kotaro remembered.

Yes, he successfully killed Lin Qingsu, and not only that, he also killed the evil monk.

After returning to the capital, he was highly praised by Lord Xianguang and His Majesty, and was promoted to a high position...

There seems to be no problem at all.

Kamiyan Kotaro was half-heartedly pulled into the house by the madam, and then he saw Hongxiang, the girl he had been thinking about day and night. She was as charming and lovely as before, complaining that he had not come to see her for a long time. But after he coaxed her for a while and took out her favorite brocade that he had bought for her before he came, she smiled happily.

I drank the wine reluctantly...

"wrong!"

Looking at the woman with a flushed face sitting in his arms, Kamiyan Kotaro suddenly opened his eyes wide and pushed her away.

‘Wow! ’

Thunder flashed, and the world in front of him was dazzlingly bright. When the roar of thunder in his ears subsided, the world in front of Kamiiwa Kotaro changed.

The sound of rain kept falling in my ears, as if the sky was about to fall.

He was still being rained on, but he was standing in the courtyard, in front of a house.

"Wake up."

In the open sliding door stood a young man with black hair and black eyes, holding an unclear weapon.

Behind him stood a tall beauty with blue hair and blue eyes, looking at him curiously.

Lin Qingsu? !

Kamiyan Kotaro's pupils shrank slightly. Without time to check the condition of his subordinates, he immediately wanted to grab the knife, but when he reached into his arms, he found that it was empty.

"Now that you're awake, go die."

In the last moment of his consciousness, Kamiyama Kotaro only saw a silver sword light, like thunder.

It turns out that he is so strong.

‘Boom! ’

Just as Lin Qingsu reached out and drenched the sword in the rain to clean the blood, Qing Xingdeng's timid voice sounded behind her.

"Father, I'm sorry."

Turning around, I saw the tall and elegant lady with her head down, looking pitiful as if she had done something wrong.

After a brief exchange, Lin Qingsu confirmed that she was the ancient lamp.

Due to her repeated insistence, Lin Qingsu gave up the idea of changing her address. It was definitely not some weird idea that it felt good to be called father by the queen.

"You've done a great job."

The newly born monster was able to charm almost all the warriors with its illusions.

Although this was due to the assistance of the formation left by Fujiharako, it was enough to show how powerful she was.

And it just happened to complement the illusion technique that he was not good at.

When he encounters an enemy in the future, he can release the Qingxuande illusion to interfere, but if he faces the enemy head-on, the increase will definitely not be as simple as one plus one equals two.

The most important thing is that Qingxuandeng is only a child now. When she matures, then...

"How was the food?"

A faint light floated out from Kamiiwa Kotaro's body, like a burning faint green flame, and merged into the green lamp placed next to the sleeping Fujiharako.

I don’t know if it’s because of the Hundred Demons Picture, the simulator fusion, or the special nature of the Qingxuande itself.

She can become stronger by absorbing the souls of humans and demons.

"good to eat!"

Although she looks like an adult, she is still a child. Sadness comes and goes quickly, and she immediately laughs when she thinks of good things.

......

"Remember, ordinary people like this who have no connection with us cannot be killed... and eaten."

Lin Qingsu educated Qing Xingdeng seriously.

After dealing with the evil monk and the warriors and onmyojis sent by Emperor Ichijo to encircle him, Lin Qingsu rested in the temple for a night and then set out on the journey back to Beijing with Fujiharako.

But immediately a green woman appeared.

Qing Xingdeng was sitting behind Lin Qingsu, with his arms around his demon and holding him tightly.

Those clear blue eyes were filled with timidity and grievance.

It's just like a primary school student being educated by a teacher.

"I know I was wrong, Father."

Originally, Qingxuande was taken in and was staying there peacefully, but he saw Fujiharako riding on the same horse with him and sitting in his arms.

Somehow the child Qingxuandeng came out and wanted to sit in his arms, like a little child.

So, the three of them rode on one horse. Fortunately, Qing Xingdeng was very light, and she could even float in the air without any weight. Along the way, except for Lin Qingsu being a little uncomfortable being sandwiched in the middle and Fujimoto's blushing face, there was no problem.

His horse was still alive.

However, when they arrived at the human town, Qingxuande ran into problems.

Perhaps it was because she was just born and the enemy attacked, so Lin Qingsu let her eat too much and she had problems.

She wanted to eat as soon as she saw so many people.

If Lin Qingsu hadn't noticed something was wrong in time and stopped her, she would have almost sucked away the soul of the town's night watchman.

After settling the unconscious night watchman and leaving some money as compensation, Lin Qingsu continued on her journey.

On the way, in addition to telling stories to Aoandon and Fujimoto, the older and the younger, there is another task, which is to teach Aoandon basic values.

"It doesn't mean you can't kill them, but you can only eat them if they're doing you any harm, understand?"

"Um..."

Qingxuande nodded aggrievedly.

My father no longer likes me.

Because of the bond between father and daughter, Lin Qingsu and Qing Xingdeng are in tune with each other and can feel her mood.

I didn't feel wrong, but rather like a girl who was abandoned.

"It's not that I don't like it... Never mind. Anyway, don't kill people randomly. Ask me first if you want to do anything. As for you being hungry, I'll find a way."

"Young Master." Fujiharako suddenly said in a low voice.

"Ok?"

"It hurts there."

Don't get the wrong idea, it's just that her butt felt uncomfortable after sitting for too long, and Fujihara was too shy to say that word directly.

So, while coaxing the older ones and comforting the younger ones, Lin Qingsu and his group went to a tavern.

The pub is right next to the main road. It is two stories high and stands out against the empty road. There are several wooden tables outside the door.

There weren't many guests at this time, and there was only one person sitting outside, drinking.

Lin Qingsu reined in his horse and looked at the drinking girl, the smile on his face gradually fading.

The girl was only about 1.5 meters tall and petite, like an elementary school student who was just starting to develop, but her face was exceptionally charming and mature.

Purple eyes, with a hint of drunken laziness and charm in them, fair skin, as white as cream under the reflection of the sun, with a hint of drunken blush, cherry lips extremely rosy, slightly open to reveal the small tongue.

She was wearing a coat that looked like an adult's clothing and was completely inappropriate on her.

Revealing a section of tender white calves.

She seemed to be drunk, leaning against the table, holding a wine bowl, her ill-fitting clothes drooping slightly on her shoulders, revealing her small, snow-white shoulders, which was particularly attractive with her charming face.