tokyo creator

Chapter 109: Box Garden, Part [-]

In the blink of an eye, Hui Yuanchu found that he had suddenly fallen into a snowy winter night.

The gray sky above, glowing with auroras, was gone.Instead, it was a winter night that was so dark that no stars or moon could be seen. It was like an inverted abyss, and thick snowflakes were falling down one after another.

There was no light in the entire courtyard.The roof of the main house not far away was covered with a thick layer of snow, but there was no light in the house below, like a huge black monster.

There was only the forge workshop farther away, and the furnace inside was still emitting the only warm light, but it couldn't illuminate very far.

The entire courtyard seemed to be instantly covered by a huge cover, making it dark and dark.

With the help of power, Hui Yuanchu could still see the surrounding environment clearly.

He was a little surprised by the snow that was instantly ankle-deep under his feet. He then looked up at the tea garden on the east side of the main road and found that the pond with gurgling water a moment ago had dried up, and only the green plants were left bare. The dead branches were bent under the weight of heavy snow.

——So, it’s not just a sudden change in climate.Instead, the entire courtyard has become what it was in the depths of winter.

Hui Yuan only thought about it for a moment and immediately understood the current situation - for the ruling domain, this courtyard was just a "setup".Then of course it can perform "scene changes" at any time.

The question is just, why did it suddenly change the scene?

...Will something suddenly appear from behind this snowy night and attack?

Huiyuanchu raised his vigilance as he walked along the main road towards the main house.

The snow is still falling silently, there is no cold wind, only a cold that quietly penetrates into the bone marrow.

For a moment, the only sound in the whole world was the "creaking" of his feet on the snow.

When Hui Yuan was halfway there, suddenly, there was a sound from behind.

He immediately turned around and saw two figures appearing on the main road near the gate without warning.

One tall, one short.

Although their appearance has changed due to age difference, Hui Yuan could match the two people with the information in his memory at first glance.

The person walking quickly at the front was Yukinoshita Strings, who was in his prime in his early twenties, wearing a Western-style coat and riding boots.

And the one who was behind a lot, struggling to hold something in her arms, was Setsuko Matsumoto, who was just fourteen or fifteen years old and was still a young girl.

Because he was still naked at this time, Hui Yuan was instinctively embarrassed at first.But he soon realized - it was as if the other party didn't even see him.

Soon, the oncoming Yukinoshita Strings and Haiyuan Chu passed by each other.

Hui Yuanchu even saw clearly the red and swollen eye circles and the tears on her face.

But Stringer completely turned a blind eye to the strange situation of "the young man standing naked in his courtyard on this snowy night" and passed directly by Hui Yuanchu.

Huiyuan watched the string string run away with some doubts, then turned back again. At this time, Setsuko Matsumoto, a young girl, had also run over panting, sweating on her head in this winter night.

When she walked in, Hui Yuanchu finally saw clearly that the girl was holding a swaddling baby in her arms.

With just one look at the baby, Haiyuan realized some connection between her and spiritual vision - so, it was the newborn Yukinoshita Saya.

Running in front of Haiyuanchu, Setsuko Matsumoto seemed to be unable to run anymore. She stood still, bent down and breathed heavily.

Hui Yuanchu decided to step forward and ask.

But as soon as he took a step, he felt an invisible barrier appear around him.A barrier that he couldn't push or break trapped him in place.

Hui Yuan could only try to call out: "...Matsumoto Setsuko?"

Setsuko Matsumoto was just like the strings in front of her. He could neither be seen nor heard.After taking a few mouthfuls to catch her breath, she lifted up the swaddle that had slipped a few times, simply bypassed Hui Yuanchu, and continued moving forward.

Then, Hui Yuanchu had no choice but to watch Setsuko Matsumoto continue chasing towards the string ahead.

Just dozens of steps away from Setsuko Matsumoto, the barrier around Haihara disappeared.

——The ruling domain can be understood as the scenery and stage.As for the characters in the scene that just happened, Hui Yuanchu would naturally not think that they were themselves, but should be just some images.

And he himself is an outside audience...

Therefore, he cannot interfere with what happens on the stage, because it is a play with a fixed ending.Is that what you mean?

Hui Yuan initially had some idea of ​​the current situation.

He looked up to the sky.

Nothing could be seen in the dark sky.

But he could feel that the spiritual vision from Yukinoshita Saya was still there.

And at this time, Hui Yuanchu could clearly feel that the focus of the spiritual vision was not on him, but on the two people in front of him.

...The reason why this illusion appeared was not because of him as an outsider, but because it was originally created by Yukinoshita Saya's spiritual vision.

This is the "way" of this ruling domain.

Or it can also be said that this scene in the courtyard only appeared because Yukinoshita Saya wanted to see it?
Did this scene ever really exist?

If Hui Yuan had some enlightenment.

Just when Hui Yuan was thinking about it, Yukinoshita's string string had already left the main road and rushed towards the dry mountain water garden.

She walked directly across the white sand courtyard that was originally carefully raked for zazen from a distance, and white mist, whether it was snow or white sand, was violently stirred up under her feet.

Huiyuan raised his gaze and looked forward along a deep groove dug out of the snow with the movement of the strings under the snow, and saw the forge that was lit alone in the winter night. Square.

So he followed them and walked towards the workshop.

As they approached the door of the workshop, a man's wild laughter suddenly came from inside.

Hui Yuanchu walked to the door and saw the scene inside.

There were now three people in the empty workshop just now - except Setsuko Matsumoto and Yukinoshita Yukinoshita, who had just entered the workshop, a man suddenly appeared in the workshop.

A middle-aged man with greasy hair, a slovenly beard, work clothes covered in dirt and holes, a haggard expression but high spirits - this is Yukinoshita Katsumi.

Setsuko Matsumoto held the baby in her arms and huddled carefully in a corner of the workshop.

Yukinoshita String Music stood in the middle, breathing fiercely.Not because of sports, but because of being in extreme rage, and therefore staring at Yukinoshita Katsumi fiercely.

But Yukinoshita Katsumi didn't look at the other two people at all.

His hands were wet, and he was holding a knife embryo that had just been picked up from the quenching tank, and he was waving it gently.

The mouth quickly babbled indistinguishable sentences, mixed with words such as "grass ash", "quenching", and "tendon".

"Strings, I made it."

"This is the new Xue Che Dao."

"I completely melted that famous sword from ancient times, and then used my skills to rebuild it with my own hands... Having done all this, I can finally say proudly that I have lived up to the name of Yukinoshita, and my The strength is no less than that of Lord Yue Sheng of the Third Dynasty!" "Don't blame me for not telling you, but if you don't succeed, you will become a benevolent person! If you don't have the consciousness of becoming a benevolent person, you won't succeed!"

Keji held Dao embryo up to the light and squinted his eyes to observe, while nagging, stroking Dao embryo's body, loving it, his eyes were obsessed.

However, Yukinoshita's string seemed to have the thin thread of reason suddenly torn off, and she rushed towards Katsumi violently, kicking him hard.

The swordsmith immediately fell backwards, with his feet on the ground, but he was still reluctant to let go of the knife embryo in his hand.

He looked a little dazed and said in confusion: "Ahem...strings...?"

"Brother! Listen clearly!" Stringer clenched his fists, "Sister Hui...your wife died in childbirth just yesterday!!"

"I heard it, I heard it." Katsuki Yukinoshita continued to lower his head and touch the knife, and said casually, "It turns out it's just such a small thing..."

"Brother, what the hell are you talking about??" String String's voice trembled, "You lived in the workshop for half a year and didn't take care of pregnant sister Hui at all. You didn't even show up when she gave birth... Now you Are you still saying this??”

"...But since people are dead, they cannot be resurrected..."

Strings yelled again: "Shut up!!!"

Yukinoshita Katsuki muttered a few more words, but suddenly stopped and frowned.

"...Yes, pregnancy and delivery." He murmured, "Difficult labor, which means yesterday was the day when Hui gave birth, right?"

"——Yes, there is a child! Is the child alive?" He suddenly became excited, "Is he a boy or a girl?"

String took a deep breath and restrained his emotions.

She took the swaddle from Setsuko, then handed it to Keji and said, "Brother, you have a daughter."

"Daughter?..." Katsumi was stunned for a moment and glanced at the baby, but didn't pick it up.

Immediately, his voice dropped and he shook his head: "No, women can't be swordsmiths."

String music clenched its fists, breathing heavily again.

Katsuki ignored the strings and continued to smile foolishly at the knife.

--"Wow"

At this moment, the baby in her arms suddenly cried.

String Strings was immediately discouraged and quickly handed the baby back to Setsuko, watching helplessly as Setsuko patted the baby gently and comforted it.

The baby's cry was no longer loud, but it didn't stop completely. It turned into an intermittent hum, echoing in the workshop.

- click.

- Slightly.

——Lara.

Hui Yuanchu, who was standing at the door watching this scene, suddenly heard some strange noise mixed in with the baby's cry.

Several other people in the room also heard the sound.

Finally, everyone's eyes followed the sound and focused on Katsumi's hands.

At this time, Katsuki's silly smile had condensed and turned into a look of horror.

That strange sound came from the blade embryo in his hand——it was the blade embryo in his hand, the sound of cracks visible to the naked eye appearing rapidly.

Setsuko also forgot to comfort Saya and stared at this scene in stunned silence.

--"Wow!"

--boom! !
Finally, at the same time as Saya cried loudly again, the blade in Katsumi's hand exploded.

His open hands were full of blood, but he still maintained the posture of holding the blade. Katsumi's hands trembled, his throat "clucked" several times, and finally he let out a beast-like scream: "——Xue Che ah ah Ahhhh!!”

The screams stopped abruptly.

Katsumi, whose eyes were bloodshot, slowly raised his head and looked at Setsuko, who was holding the infant baby.

Setsuko trembled, her face showed fear, and she instinctively stepped back.

Stringer's expression had also changed. He rushed forward and shouted as fast as he could: "Brother! It's just a coincidence-"

Katsuki didn't even look at her, he just pushed hard and the string string fell out.She happened to hit the anvil and fell unconscious.

Setsuko's legs became weak and she sat down on the ground, but still hugged the child tightly.

Katsumi picked up a fragment of the blade from the ground and walked up to her.

He breathed roughly, his eyes widened like a cow, stared at Setsuko and Saya, and then - raised the blade fragment high.

The only action Setsuko could do was to hold Saya tightly in her arms, close her eyes and lower her head.

--"Wow!"

At this moment, the baby cried again.

Hui Yuanchu, who was standing at the door, opened his eyes instantly.

This time, he finally saw clearly, along with the baby's cry, the spiritual vision emitted from her body.A group of familiar shapes of blades and feathers loomed in the vision, quickly flying around Katsumi's arms.

Katsumi stood there for a moment, as if his movements were frozen for some reason.

Then, he suddenly dropped the fragment in his hand and fell to his knees with a "plop".

Then, as if holding something, he raised his arms high with very slow movements.

The blood seeped out quickly, instantly soaking his sleeves into a bright red color.

After looking blank for a moment, Yukinoshita Katsumi suddenly remembered something.He endured the pain and picked up the fragments from the ground with trembling arms, and then his eyes began to glance back and forth between the fragments and the baby in Setsuko's hands.

"It can't be broken, it can't be broken, all the steps are correct, and a living sacrifice has been added. Unless-"

Finally, Yukinoshita Katsumi laughed for some reason: "Ha-ha-ha-"

As he smiled, his eyes became obsessed again.

——This time, the target was the baby in Setsuko's hands.

Sand night under the snow.

"...Xue Che?" he whispered, seemingly unsure.

The baby couldn't possibly have known what he was saying, but just at that moment it was crying loudly again.

(End of this chapter)