sword sentient beings

Chapter 71 Guessing the Sword
There are two rooms in the upper room, the outer one is for the swordsman to sleep, and the inner one is for Si Liyu.

Si Liyu fell on a straw mat, still unconscious.

Seeing this scene, Tang Zhao, who sneaked in, felt his heart skip a beat.

It's not that Si Liyu's state is miserable, it couldn't be more miserable than last night, but it's because a lot of blood has been washed off his body, especially the mask-like blood stains on his face have been wiped clean.

Could it be the swordsman who wiped it?

He doesn't look like a patient person, and Tang Zhao is the only one doing chores in the temple. Could it be that there are other people here besides the swordsman?

He didn't see it, and apparently there wasn't one in the room.

At this point, Tang Zhao couldn't give up, took out a bracelet and put it on Si Liyu.

The bracelet is in the shape of a centipede, it was left by Sun Sheng that night, and was given to him by the judge.

Artifact: Centipede.

A hundred-footed worm, dead but not stiff.

Immune to negative states such as out of control.

Si Liyu put on the bracelet, and the sword mark on the centipede's back shortened visible to the naked eye and gradually disappeared.

The magic weapon is taking effect, and it is also failing.

Tang Zhao stared at Si Liyu, fearing that the remaining chance would not save Si Liyu.

I saw Si Liyu's eyelashes move slightly, and then opened his eyes.

The eyeballs were black and white, and the blood color had receded.

Tang Zhao heaved a sigh of relief, this magic weapon is worth using.

Si Liyu suddenly opened his eyes wide, as if he was remembering something, but his eyes were in a trance for a while, and then he lowered his eyelids, looking very tired.

Tang Zhao couldn't tell him to sleep, so he put down the magic weapon and said softly, "Teacher Si."

Si Liyu was shocked when he saw him, and said, "You..."

Tang Zhao remembered that he still misunderstood that he was in the hands of the white-haired man, and explained: "I'll make a long story short..."

In a few words, he came out to do tasks with the black widow, Lu Yu Si Liyu fought with the white-haired man, and now he is rescued with the magic weapon of disappearance and so on.

Afraid that he would not let him stay in the dangerous place, Tang Zhao urged on purpose: "Our plan has been perfected, you go with us and come back to find the inspectors, gentlemen, are you afraid that you won't be able to get back to the place?"

Si Liyu glanced at Tang Zhao's face, snorted lightly, pressed his forehead, and said, "I'm very tired now, and I don't understand your big plan. Let's go out together."

Tang Zhao explained again: "This won't work, you can't force your sword skills..."

Si Liyu looked at him, Tang Zhao was taken aback, and said blankly, "Can you?"

Si Liyu explained, saying: "It's just a magic weapon. As long as it doesn't go against the direction of inspiration, you can use the sword control technique to drive it. The so-called sword control technique is the technique of controlling the sword. Control...of course includes the meaning of coercion. We learn The purpose of imperial swordsmanship is to mobilize unsuitable magical weapons."

Tang Zhao suddenly realized, "So that's how it is!"

When they are young, their knowledge is small.

It turned out that Si Liyu was able to activate swordsmanship, which cost them a whole night of hard work!

That's easy, as long as Si Liyu takes him out together.Tang Zhao doesn't have to use several cups to fill water when he can take a sip.

Si Liyu took the magic weapon, Tang Zhao couldn't see him for a moment, and couldn't remember him.

Before he could realize his own logic, Si Liyu suddenly appeared, dropped the magic weapon on the ground, supported the straw mat with one hand, and pressed his forehead with the other, with a hideous look on his face.

Tang Zhao reacted and said, "What's wrong? Have I disappeared now?"

The corners of Si Liyu's brows and eyes couldn't help twitching, "I... can't concentrate anymore!"

Tang Zhao said in a daze, "It means...are you too tired?"

Si Liyu shook his head, put his hand on his forehead, and said: "No, no, I have permanently lost part of my spirit... and will. I can't concentrate, I'm very distracted, I can't control my sword... I'm useless ?!" At the end, he whimpered in a hoarse voice.

Tang Zhao felt chills in his heart, and said, "How is it possible... ah, is it swordsmanship? Is it that guy's swordsmanship?"

Hearing the word "swordsmanship", Si Liyu gradually calmed down from the state of being on the verge of collapse, panting and said softly: "Yes, swordsmanship, that's all. His swordsmanship is... what is it? There must be a solution."

Tang Zhaodao: "Let me go check it out?" He really can check it out, his glasses should be able to "knock on the sword" at close range, and with the magic weapon of disappearance, he can approach it silently, which is just right for checking out the sword.

Si Liyu grabbed him with his backhand, and shouted in a low voice: "Nonsense, you are crazy! You can see ghosts. Don't go, let's think about it... Did you see his sword elephant yesterday?"

Tang Zhao said, "Sword Elephant..."

Is it something like a jar?
Tang Zhao tried hard to recall the state of the white-haired man, except that he was really carrying a jar, as if there was nothing else on his body?

Si Liyu said: "He is just a swordsman, and the sword image cannot be solidified. But when he releases his sword skills with all his strength, the sword image will bloom—this is the image of the sword after it manifests in the future." He thought Tang Zhao knew nothing, and felt that he The explanation was not clear, and now it is difficult to explain clearly, and said, "Did you see a specific image condensed in the air after he unleashed his swordsmanship? It might be a beast, it might be a utensil, or even the weather or a ghost..."

Tang Zhao could vaguely see the white light flashing from the sword of the man, as if it had changed into some kind of image, but he couldn't see it clearly, and racked his brains: "I think it's a kind of animal...the white one...moves very fast...hmm... ..."

Si Liyu frowned, and said: "Since you can't remember clearly, it means that the sword elephant didn't really appear, and it also means that he hit me easily, so you don't have to go all out. After all, I can't compete with the swordsman, and I can't even break out. Unfortunately, The phantom can help us guess what kind of sword he is. Tell me, what effect did you have when you watched him use the sword yesterday? How did I react when I was hit by the sword?"

This is the formal process for analyzing swordsmen.For swordsman battles, information is extremely important. The District Procuratorate has a branch that specializes in analyzing each swordsman's sword intent, sword skills, and sword skills. Ordinary officials also have to learn to analyze based on information.

Tang Zhao regained his composure, he felt that the most important thing was to retreat now, and it would not be too late to guess about sword skills later.But Si Liyu's mood was a little unstable, and his eyes began to bloodshot again like last night. Tang Zhao couldn't stimulate him, so he had to follow him and count: "Last night...he should have used swordsmanship three times."

For the first time, he smashed Si Liyu's bloody sharp blade into a phantom with his sword, and then rolled back.

The second time he struck Si Liyu with two swords in a row, causing Si Liyu to faint suddenly.

The third time, he swung his sword, and Si Liyu disappeared, and then swung his sword again, and Si Liyu appeared again.

The last time it seemed that the swordsmanship was unsuccessful, and then the swordsman said disgustedly: "It's too heavy..."

Tang Zhao racked his brains, repeating the details he noticed one by one, and looked at Si Liyu.

Si Liyu's eyes turned, as if he was thinking, but he would become dazed from time to time. Obviously, his inability to concentrate had a great impact on his analysis and judgment.

"What do you think?"

Finally, Si Liyu had no choice but to ask Tang Zhao.

I actually want to see with glasses.

But seeing that Si Liyu's state was more and more likely to collapse, Tang Zhao still said, "Should he have several different swordsmanship?"

Si Liyu said: "Of course, formal swordsmen must have different swordsmanship. It is meaningless to speculate on the specific swordsmanship. We have to speculate on the root cause. All swordsmanship is an extension of sword intent, and swordsmanship is an extension of swordsmanship." .At least it must be deduced to the level of swordsmanship. Hmph, he is just a swordsman, and he may not have swordsmanship yet, so he still speculates on sword intent."

Tang Zhao pondered and said, "The words of sword intent, I think it might be plundering?"

"plunder?"

"You see that you lose part of each sword. The first sword, he robbed the energy in your swordsmanship? The second sword he robbed your... is it your soul? I remember his swordsmanship is called 'lost soul' .”

Si Liyu shook his head and said, "How can a mere swordsmanship touch the soul? He called it Lost Soul, but it's not really Lost Soul. The name of the swordsmanship is all created by himself, and it can be called Destroying Heaven and Exterminating Earth."

Tang Zhao reacted, and said: "Yes, it may mean 'lost soul'. In a trance, with a loose will, he may have robbed your will. In the third sword, you are gone, so he robbed you. ..."

Wait, can that still be called plundering?

Si Liyu rubbed his temples, and said: "You use plunder, the word contains the meaning of harming others to benefit yourself. But it seems that he didn't use the energy or will of plunder for himself, but stored it in the sword inside."

Hearing the word "storage", Tang Zhao froze for a moment, thinking of Ping Jiangqiu.

If the sword intent is also storage, then what's the point of him breaking into the house and snatching the jar?

plunder?

Si Liyu said: "Take it here and lock it up, including people. It's better to say kidnapping than looting."

Tang Zhao came back to his senses, and said, "Kidnapping also involves paying a ransom. According to what you said, the purpose is not to extort money. It might as well be said that he was illegally detained."

Si Liyu glared at him, showing that he was bored, and said: "Let's guess first, he stole other people's things and stored them in his sword. Including my spirit..."

Tang Zhao hummed, and said, "To regain your spirit, do you need to break his sword?"

Si Liyu said: "You can do it as long as you can."

Tang Zhao said, "You continue."

Si Liyu said: "He thought I was heavy, so he let me go. It means that there is only so much he can hide in his sword. Before he absorbed my attack, he released it immediately, presumably in order not to increase the burden."

Tang Zhao understood, and said, "Then you need to let him imprison some more valuable things to fill up the space, and then you can get your spirit back."

Wait, there's little room for gray-haired people?
The old man Ping has a lot of space in the jar, and it is almost endless to hide things.

Come to think of it, he's dangerous.

Is there really any cruel competition between swordsmen with similar sword intentions?

There is another worry that Tang Zhao didn't express: it's better that the white-haired person doesn't want to offend the death prosecutor, or thinks that Si Liyu is profitable, so he doesn't throw away Si Liyu's will.

Anyway, finally seeing a glimmer of hope, Tang Zhao persuaded: "We have found the direction, we might as well take a step back now. You are not in good condition, and I have no one to take advantage of, and the plan has not been made. Let's escape too." Go and think long term."

Si Liyu said: "I'm going out, where are you going to hide in the room?"

Tang Zhao looked sideways at a pot in the corner, and said, "I'm small, where can I hide?"

Si Liyu also saw the jar, thoughtful, and then said decisively without talking nonsense: "That's fine, you hide first, I'll go back as soon as I go. The white-haired swordsman... I want him to die." Stretching out his hand, he Sword in hand.

Tang Zhao was at a loss for a while.

What is he doing?

Then, he saw the jar.

By the way, he sneaked in to find an old friend.

When he came to the pot, he looked it over carefully. It was Ping Jiangqiu, and it was the same shape as the flowerpot hidden under his bed before.

If anything, it seems that...

There is a circle of white filaments around the mouth of the bottle?

what is that?
White...hair?
Tang Zhao cautiously didn't touch it, and said softly, "Sir, is it convenient for me to go in?"

At this time, a ball of paper jumped out of the mouth of the jar.

Tang Zhaodeng remembered the paper ball invitation when the two met for the first time, smiled slightly, opened the paper ball, and wrote a few words on it:

"Find... the judge... save me?!"

Tang Zhao opened his eyes wide and tightened his fingers.

At this time, there was a sudden commotion outside!

(End of this chapter)