The next day, Jun Aoyan was released without being held in "confinement" for too long. This saves them the trouble of finding someone. It's just that her Mo Dao has been impounded, and she doesn't know when it will be returned. But compared to the temporary loss of weapons, Jun Aoyan was obviously more concerned about this than just this matter.
She was sullen and silent, an expression no one else had ever seen in her. She had never been so silent before, so much so that others felt unable to say anything they wanted to say. The expression was like the eve of a rainstorm, cloudy, depressing and hot, a brief and frightening calm before some kind of violent storm.
Qi Huan didn't even want to stand next to her, feeling as if a lightning would strike at any moment. Only Liu Shenghan sat aside, holding her hand and saying softly:
"There must be some reason behind this that we don't know about. It's not an option for you to be angry alone. Wait until we have the opportunity to communicate with him privately to see what went wrong. Before that, Ask them for the knife first."
Jun Aoyan didn't say anything, just stared. She was afraid that she had cursed enough when she was locked up alone, and now she was left with these bad feelings. I don't know if she heard it.
"Um... Aoyan, we received the news this morning and we can go to the War Temple tomorrow." Qi Huan hid across the table and said cautiously, "The general who is looking back will definitely follow him. When we arrive, At this time...you must stay calm and don't fight with them head-on. Otherwise, we won't be able to get off the stage."
"I know." Jun Aoyan tightened her grip on the wine glass, "If the old man doesn't recognize me, I won't stick my hot face on my cold butt."
"Don't say that, so we have to investigate the situation first." Qi Huan glanced at Bai Ya, and then said to her, "You and Sheng Han sit in the room to calm down. Where are Lao Bai and I... today Let's go out in the afternoon and ask for news. Don't worry, ah, we might be able to find out something."
Aoyan still said nothing. The three of them looked at each other in confusion, not able to say anything. Lunch was not to their liking either, so Bai Ya and the others decided to look for anything delicious or fun to eat on their way out to make the girl happy - a girl in her twenties and thirties.
The guards today are not so vicious, and they can go out just by saying hello. However, not long after the two left, they saw Mr. Shuangyue standing alone at the door of a building, looking up. When they were thinking about whether to take a detour, Lord Shuoyue unexpectedly took the initiative to say hello.
"Hey, I'm taking a walk."
"...What are you looking at here?" Bai Ya glanced at the building, "Is that the Temple of War?"
"Obviously not." Shuangyue Lord said, "It's a weapons arsenal."
"What?" Bai Ya didn't believe it, "Are the guards at the weapons depot so lax?"
Indeed, although the building covers a large area and even has two floors, there is no one to watch the gate. Moreover, this place is in disrepair and looks shabby, and it is obviously less cared for than anywhere else.
"After all, they are not Shura's weapons." Lord Shuangyue said lightly, "They are all things used by humans, and they look down on them. Your friend's Mo Dao may be inside."
"Since there is no one around, let's..."
"Okay." Before he could finish speaking, Bai Ya agreed to Qi Huan's proposal.
The three people walked straight in without encountering any obstruction. As he walked, Qi Huan looked around. Although it looks deserted from the outside, things are still neatly placed inside. He casually touched a sword hanging on the wall. There was no dust. It seemed that someone cleaned it from time to time.
"Shura's weapons will never leave the owner of the weapon." Lord Shuangyue said, "So they should not have a weapons arsenal."
"Yeah?"
Qi Huan asked casually, picking up a long sword and looking at it. He raised his sword, struck a decent posture, stabbed it into the air twice, and then put it back.
"Do they sleep with knives on their heads?" Bai Ya's words may have been mocking.
"Weapons, including the Demon-Sealing Blade, cannot be discarded." Lord Shuangyue raised the Demon-Sealing Blade on his waist, "In the human world, humans choose weapons; in Shura Dao, weapons choose their masters. Some weapons are forged If it comes out, it may never choose a master it thinks is suitable."
"Can't someone who is not chosen by the weapon not be able to use it?"
"Yes, but it will never be able to exert its maximum power. Some weapons even have very stubborn tempers and are unwilling to be used by some people, so they are not so easy to use in the hands of those people. However, the temper of weapons is not that of ordinary people. It can be touched. If you insist on being able to communicate with such dead creatures... Shui Wujun may be one of them."
After saying that, Lord Shuangyue glanced at Bai Ya's sword.
"These knives have been dripped with blood, so they can recognize each other." Bai Ya said.
"I know... this is also a way. Before making a choice on the weapon, add some identifying marks. Later, Asura Tu was convenient and adopted a similar method. However, weapons that are born with pure freedom, if they make a choice , should be more powerful and be able to display its true strength. The Demon-Sealing Blade is such a 'free' knife."
"Then...it chose you?" Qi Huan picked up a dagger and raised his head to ask him.
"I didn't choose it." Lord Shuangyue spread his hands, "Shura's weapons are too willful."
"It's strange that Asura would choose a human as his weapon." Bai Ya looked around, having nothing to do, and also trying to weigh some weapons.
"Who knows." Lord Shuangyue said nonchalantly, "Maybe at that time, I was no longer a human in its eyes."
Qi Huan touched the iron ruler on the side again and asked, "Why is it you? Because you are... very strong?"
"Probably." He still looked nonchalant.
"Then, Lao Bai's pair of knives sound as famous as the Demon-Sealing Blade."
"They are two different things. After all, the Yin and Yang swords were forged from the human world and came from the hands of impermanence." Xin Lewen
"Will Shura's weapons come back after being thrown away? Or will it give them guidance or something?"
"I don't think so." Shuangyue Lord said calmly, "It's just that they have the tradition of never leaving the body. Weapons are limbs, internal organs, and flesh and blood. It is said that if their identical weapons are mixed together, everyone can see them immediately Which one is it? Maybe there is some kind of calling... After all, some humans can do this."
"Like Mizunashi-kun?"
"For example, Mizumu-kun."
Just as he was talking, the door of the armory, which had been in disrepair for a long time, suddenly heard a creaking sound. The three of them immediately turned around alertly. Bai Ya drew his weapon in an instant, while Qi Huan casually picked up the knife on the side and pointed it at the new figure who appeared at the gate.
The visitor turned out to be Jun Luanjiu.
"What are you doing here?"
He didn't look angry, just confused. Qi Huan stuttered for a while and explained:
"I said we were lost, do you believe it..."
This excuse was so poor that even the two people around him couldn't listen to it. Bai Ya simply admitted it openly:
"Looking for weapons. You took our friend's knife and you didn't say when you would return it."
"Oh, is that so?" Jun Luanjiu seemed to believe it, "The Mo Dao is not here. It is badly worn and has some rust. We have taken it to be polished and repaired."
Would they be so kind? Several people didn't quite believe it. Jun Luanjiu stood at the door, his figure with the light behind him, and his expression was difficult to grasp. He looked at the three of them and then continued:
"If you have anything you like, you can take it."
"Eh?"
They didn't expect the general to say that. Rather, his generosity and initiative are truly shocking. Although Qi Huan was itching for many things, he was a little hesitant when he suddenly said he would give them away.
"In a few days, you will have to fight against the king's capable generals. I think it's fairer to pick some handy guys. Anyway, these weapons are lying here, and no one has ever used them. If you don't have the chance to go to the battlefield, you can still fight in the ring. Everything is put to its best use, and the duty of a weapon is fulfilled.”
Now that he said this, Qi Huan was not polite. The other two were indifferent and had little interest in these ordinary copper and iron. He originally had his eye on a bronze ring-headed sword, but it was too heavy and inconvenient. He was still suitable for some small gadgets. There were many bows and arrows and crossbows hung on the wall before, and he was also very moved. But when I thought about it, when I turned back and faced Shura face to face, long-range weapons were like toys, and it was useless to use them.
Time is limited, and others cannot allow him to pick and choose here. Finally, he took away a short sword. The short sword was very inconspicuous. It was one of the hidden weapons used by many assassins and lined up on the table. I don’t know why he chose this one.
"The other two young heroes, don't you want to choose one?"
Bai Ya shook his head, as if Lord Shuangyue didn't hear him. Jun Luanjiu nodded, and then said:
"If you want to get your friend's knife back, just come with me."
After that, he turned around and left. Qi Huan was not sure what he meant. He wiped his dagger on his sleeve and asked:
"Really or not? There won't be any trap, right?"
"So what? I'm still afraid of him."
After saying that, Bai Ya also walked out the door, and Lord Shuangyue followed him silently. Qi Huan thought for a while and hurriedly chased after him, closing the door of the weapons depot before leaving. They followed Jun Luanjiu, always keeping a distance of one foot. Not long after, Qi Huan quickened his pace, caught up with Jun Luanjiu, and took the opportunity to ask:
"Speaking of which, are you usually responsible for maintaining the weapons in the arsenal?"
"yes."
"It must be very tiring to deal with so many things."
"That's all."
The general is really not a man of many words, which makes Qi Huan a little confused. He glanced back at the two people behind him. Lord Shuangyue's attention was not here at all, and he didn't know what he was wandering about. Bai Ya, as for Bai Ya, glanced at him and looked away, with a look like "You talk too much and it has nothing to do with me." Although he was also very concerned about Jun Aoyan's affairs, at least he would not act so straightforwardly. If Qi Huan spoke directly, maybe Bai Ya would be furious with him for being so "brainless".
"You must have reviewed countless soldiers! Then, General, what do you think of our friend's sword?"
Bai Ya felt relieved. At least he wasn't really that stupid to directly ask Aoyan or the general about his past. Although there are not many people in the imperial city, if the patrolling Shura accidentally hears it, the trouble will be big.
"It's a good knife forged from fine iron."
Just gone?
Qi Huan kept looking back. After receiving this answer, Bai Ya's brows were so furrowed that he could kill a fly. He didn't know whether he had an opinion on Qi Huan or was dissatisfied with the answer.
