It’s Chinese New Year.
No matter how loud the gongs and drums are and the firecrackers are blasting, the excitement in a foreign country does not belong to guests in a foreign land. In this city, Ling Huan could not find anything similar to Fei Yue City.
"It's like this everywhere during the New Year." Han Chang said, "Although different places have different customs, the bustling atmosphere is the same. How can it be different from your hometown?"
"It's indeed different." Ling Huan was a little sad. "It feels different. This is my second year away from home... Although I don't regret this trip, I will miss home after all."
Xie Zhe held the teacup and said nothing for a long time. The water is very hot. He used the lid to glance at the foam on the tea, and after blowing for a long time, he still couldn't get it into his mouth. But he didn't want to open the window and let the cold air from outside come in. When the tea gets cold, so do people.
"There's nothing wrong with being homesick." After a long while, he finally said, "I would also think about it. There are only my mother and me in my family, and now she is the only one left. I would write to her, but because I am wandering around, I can't accept it. It's just a world. I can’t say I will come back until I’m stable. She doesn’t listen to anyone, but since Mutsuki-kun recommended me to travel, she didn’t stop me too much. She only said that we have survived until now because of Mutsuki-kun’s kindness. Since Mutsuki-kun is for the sake of the world, I should also help the world - if I can get some results, don't go back to see her. When she said this, she was obviously very fierce. Now that I have really done nothing, naturally I have no shame to see her. On weekdays When I get busy, I will even forget about her... I guess I am a bit 'heartless'."
"A Zhe has obviously done a lot?" Ling Huan tried to comfort him and said, "Your mother must only look fierce, but in fact she is not willing to let you go. If she doesn't look more fierce, I'm afraid she won't be willing to let you go. "
Han Zhang also smiled bitterly and said: "And how can this be considered heartless? Not to mention asking Ying, didn't I go back to see the old man for a long time at that time? But the life span of monsters is very long, in comparison, it is... Alas, the happiest among us now is probably the only one we can watch is Wenying."
Wenying kept holding the tea cup without making a sound, just for fear of ruining their mood. But being named like this made her somewhat unhappy. She said gloomily: "Isn't it just that I saw that you both were not very happy, so I didn't say anything? And you both have sad faces, how can I be happy? Really, who do you think I am?"
"Can't you tell that I'm joking with you? You girl, you're still so fussy about everything."
"Stop treating me like a child!" Wenying was unhappy again, her voice sharper. The people sitting next to her in the teahouse all looked at her, so she shrank her neck and stopped talking.
Han Chang didn't feel embarrassed at all. He sighed and said quietly: "These days, only human children are easy to get lost."
There was a bit of complaint in his words, and he meant something. Wenying stopped talking completely, and she remembered again that she had lost her purse. Although Han Shang didn't mention it, she was thinking about it - there was also a parting gift of warm wine in it. Han Chang suddenly realized that she might think about this matter again, so he immediately cleared his throat and said to her:
"Let's do this. After we finish talking to Mu Yue-kun, you can take sister Ling Huan out for a walk. I heard from the table next door that there is a temple fair nearby."
"I heard it too. Aren't you going?" Wenying said with a wink. Ling Huan felt that her eyes were indeed brighter than before.
Xie Zhe smiled and said, "You don't think she is a child anymore?"
"Running away from home is something that happens once and for all." Han Chang also smiled, "You girls are very meticulous about shopping, but we are all just looking at things. You have complained more than once, and you have been with us for a long time. It’s boring. This time, it’s just the two of you. We’re nearby anyway.”
"You have learned to let go, hahaha." Xie Zhe's tea cooled down and he was finally able to bring the cup to his mouth.
"What about you?" Han Chang raised his eyebrows, "Have you learned to let go?"
Xie Zhe was too lazy to pay attention to him.
"Why hasn't Mutsuki-kun come yet..."
Why hasn't Mutsuki-kun come yet? They don't know either. But he did write a letter to them and asked a few people to meet at this teahouse in this city - this is the only teahouse nearby that is not closed during the Chinese New Year. Because the dim sum is done well, many locals come even at this time. A morning passed, and people in the tea house came and left, but Mutsuki-kun was nowhere to be seen.
The time is passed by chatting. Although they were still worrying about their own affairs a while ago, as they chatted today, they would suddenly turn to those unresolved issues. The turmoil of the Ten Evils has never stopped. Last year's epidemic does not seem to have passed. Although the puppet incident has subsided somewhat, we should not be careless. There is no need to say much about personal matters. The most important thing is of course...Ling Huan's missing sister. If possible, she really hoped that Mutsuki-kun could bring some good news.
However, after the New Year... suddenly no one took the initiative to mention those sad words. The only thing worth feeling sad about is probably this feeling of homesickness that has nowhere to go. Each thing is painful enough if taken alone. It is better not to put things together that will worsen your mood. They seemed to have agreed upon it and knew each other well. Although it sounds a bit evasive to keep silent about hopeless things for the time being, but...what can we do if we talk about it? Might as well give your head and mouth a holiday.
It's rare to be quiet.
"You guys have been waiting for a long time."
When they chat casually, waiting for someone becomes less boring. When Mutsuki-kun suddenly appeared at the table, they were not prepared. Xie Zhe hurriedly stood up to greet him. He just stretched out his hand and pressed it down, indicating that everyone should sit back.
"We are all old friends, no need to be so polite."
Mutsuki-kun chuckled and said, his voice and face unchanged from the past, except his hair is still short, but this way he will look younger. Thinking about it, he was like this before Xie Zhe was born. Even if he knew his identity as Liudao Impermanence, it would still be unbelievable.
"In that case, let's get straight to the point. What is it that you said it would be best to explain it in person?"
"It's not clear in the letter, so I'll bring it here. Just take a look -"
After saying that, he placed a long weapon on the table. He had always held this weapon in his hand, and several people wanted to ask when they saw it, but they knew he would definitely tell. This thing is also very strange. It is wrapped in several layers of old cloth and does not look very eye-catching. You can only judge from the outline that it is a sword or a knife.
Mutsuki-kun is not good at throwing things, but his strength is indeed a bit uncertain. The tabletop made a dull sound, the dishes on it shook, and two cups spilled water. No wonder he said in the letter that if he wanted to choose an inconspicuous place, it would be best to get a private room - but there would not be so many guests during the Chinese New Year, and the second floor was sealed, so he could only find a corner on the spot.
Xie Zhe stood up alone and uncovered the cloth layer by layer. After uncovering four or five layers, what was displayed in front of several people was a knife - the kind of knife used as a weapon for killing people or for self-defense. The knife looked old and ordinary. Reaching out and touching it, you can feel that it is not smooth, as if it has not been polished for a long time.
"What is this?" Han Chang asked, "Is it unique and special?"
"Weigh it and take a look." Mutsuki-kun said.
Hanshang didn't stand up, but just reached for it, but unexpectedly found that it was very heavy. So he stood up and lifted it up a little distance with some difficulty with both hands. When Xie Zhe saw this, he stretched out his hand to lift it, and his expression also changed slightly. The two girls stared blankly, a little confused.
"Ah! Wait a minute..." Ling Huan exclaimed in a low voice, "Have we seen this knife before?"
"Miss Ye has good eyesight." Mu Yuejun nodded and sat at the table and said, "This knife is the one used by the evil angel to cut blood and seal the throat."
Xie Zhe and Han Zhang immediately looked at it again. Indeed, except for the different color, this knife was exactly the same as the blood-cutting throat-sealing knife they had seen in Feng's hand. It's so ordinary that it's suspiciously ordinary. Where did its previous blood-soaked steel color go?
"It, isn't its blade red..."
"Through some methods, I purified this sword. Now it is no longer the Six Paths Divine Weapon, but just an ordinary and heavy piece of scrap metal."
"How did you do that?!" They were so surprised.
"You know the so-called fusangshen, right? Objects will give birth to weapon spirits under certain circumstances... Of course, those are mostly objects that do not possess demonic power. For swords like the Six Paths Divine Weapon, which are infused with spiritual power during forging, It is said that they are born with some kind of will of their own. And this will has deeply penetrated into the child's body. After the child left, the knife's will was also weakened. Purifying it at this time is nothing. It's difficult. This method is only effective for cutting blood and sealing throats for the time being, and it's hard to say for other swords. Maybe Yin Guihong, who has just come into contact with weapons, has not been infected yet; or maybe Wuyonglan's own will is strong enough to compete with it. ."
Several people listened silently and nodded silently. Only Xie Zhe remained motionless and silent. After Mutsuki-kun finished speaking, he frowned and asked tentatively:
"In other words... the current method of cutting blood and sealing throats is of no use anymore?"
"Take it to re-melt it, and maybe it can hit other objects. But it doesn't have any demonic power at the moment."
"Why do you do this?"
"This is what I want to tell you. After all, it was Ghost Fairy who told us..."
They poured tea for Mu Yuejun and listened to his talk. It turned out to be what Guixiangu said, urging everyone to destroy the Six Paths Divine Weapons as soon as possible. The reason is somewhat complicated and related to the Ten Evils. In fact, Gui Xiangu had already predicted the evil messenger Hengxing's tyranny, and even managed to inform Yama Demon. But that lord...didn't see it as a threat. It stands to reason that the evil deeds accumulated in the world over the past few years would not lead to such a disaster. However, they happened to be born one after another at a similar time, as if everything was premeditated. From the current point of view, it seems that Lord Kutsutsuki is behind the scenes, but why the Lord is indifferent to this is still a mystery.
What other impermanent people can do is to solve problems one by one - solve the problems that have already arisen. It sounds too early to talk about nip in the bud, but in fact it is already too late. Everything lies in these evil swords. To stop the evil deeds, the most important thing is to destroy all the swords.
They are "adding fuel to the flames."
"Maybe everyone has the intention to kill, but people are educated and can restrain themselves. And not everyone in the world will provoke others, slander others, and steal other people's property-people can restrain themselves from doing evil. However..."
