Tsukimi's body trembled at that moment, and he quickly took a few steps away.
But he saw a man standing there.
He was about twenty-seven or twenty-seven years old, wearing black clothes that almost blended into the night. The skin on his face was so fair that it was almost sickly, without any trace of blood.
He just stood there, motionless, holding a square wooden box in his arms. There were some weird lines on it. I couldn't tell what the meaning was, but it looked uncomfortable.
"You...are the person who accepted the commission in Qinghuan Mansion, right?" Just when Yue Jian was wary, the other party suddenly opened his mouth and asked.
His voice was hoarse and dull, like the sound made by the flame burning the last drop of candle before it burns out.
With a hint of despair.
Yue Jian was a little dazed, but still nodded towards the other party at that time.
"Are you Lu Zhangming?" Yue Jian asked.
But the other party did not respond to her words, but just handed over the wooden box in his hand with a blank expression.
"This is the magic box."
"Any wish can come true."
"Take good care of it for me. Someone will come to pick it up in a month."
Tsukimi was stunned. Of course she didn't believe that there was really anything in this world that could fulfill any wish. Moreover, even if there was, it couldn't be handed into her hands so easily.
"When the time comes, you will not miss a penny of the promised reward. Remember, keep it safe." Lu Zhangming said again.
Although Tsukimi was confused, she still took the wooden box after hearing the other party's promise about the reward.
She wanted to ask something else, but Na Lu Zhangming stood there blankly, with a stunned look on his face, his eyes staring blankly in front of him, as if he didn't intend to pay attention to Yue Jian anymore.
The alley was cold and dark, and Lu Zhangming was behaving strangely in front of him.
Staying here made Yue Jian feel like sitting on pins and needles. Seeing that the other party had no intention of understanding her, she didn't want to stay any longer. She just said goodbye to the other party, then turned around and left the place quickly.
And just after she left, Lu Zhangming stood there blankly.
But he slowly turned his head.
In a very weird way.
His body remained motionless on the spot, but his head slowly turned behind him.
This process is slow but determined.
You can vaguely hear the sound of the bones in the neck breaking during this rotation.
When his head was completely turned to the back, he looked at Yue Jian's leaving figure. The two corners of his mouth began to rise, rise, and rise again, forming a strange arc that ordinary people could not achieve.
"Kekeke..."
Then a child's laughter sounded in the dark alley, and then the sound rose from everywhere.
Echoing in the alley.
For a long time.
…
Chu Qingxiao raised his head and frowned as he looked at the flying sword hovering in mid-air.
And the flying sword was hovering in mid-air, the blade pointed directly at Chu Qingxiao's eyebrows.
One person and one sword were confronting each other in such a weird way.
After a short period of silence, Chu Qingxiao took the lead in attacking.
He looked at Liaoyuan Jianyan and said: "All swords should be returned to Yaoguang Sword Pond. This is the rule of Tianxuan Mountain. You have been making swords for hundreds of years. Why don't you understand this principle?"
"Do you have any basic sword-making qualities?"
"Ding!!!" The Liaoyuan Sword made a short and harsh sword sound at this time, as if to refute Chu Qingxiao's question.
Chu Qingxiao rubbed his ears and said, "Then what do you want to do?"
"Don't go back? Just become a lonely swordsman and wander around?"
The blade of the prairie fire sword trembled slightly in mid-air, and immediately the blade pointed to the east side of the window.
Chu Qingxiao was stunned for a moment, but he realized the next moment - that direction was the direction of the small courtyard where Sun Li lived.
Chu Qingxiao's heart beat heavily at that time.
He looked at the sword pointed at the Eastern Sword and was silent for a while, but he continued: "I know you are reluctant to let go of Senior Sun, but as Senior himself said, there is no feast that never ends in this world."
"You will eventually return to the Yaoguang Sword Pond..."
The blade of the prairie fire sword turned around at this moment, and the blade of the sword circled above Chu Qingxiao's head. It seemed that he was trying to express something, but Chu Qingxiao failed to understand its meaning.
The prairie fire sword seemed to have sensed this, and its circling became more and more intense, as if it was a little anxious.
Chu Qingxiao was also helpless, but at this moment, the blade of the Liaoyuan Sword suddenly pointed to the ground, fell suddenly, and landed in front of Chu Qingxiao.
Chu Qingxiao's heart skipped a beat and he quickly took a step away. He hugged the Qiankun Sword Box beside him with one hand and looked at the other person warily.
"We have agreed that we will just talk and we can't do anything again!" he warned.
The prairie fire sword paid no attention to Chu Qingxiao, but used its blade to draw crooked traces on the ground.
Chu Qingxiao was thinking that this house was rented. If it was demolished, the landlord would make them pay compensation if the guarantee was not sufficient. Judging from the current market price of land in Xuancheng today, there was no telling how much compensation they would have to pay.
He intended to say something to stop the prairie fire sword at this time, but before he could say anything, he caught a glimpse of the crooked marks drawn out on the wooden floor, which seemed to form a somewhat scrawled but barely legible handwriting.
"Why?"
Liaoyuanjian wrote this.
Chu Qingxiao was stunned for a moment, but he reacted the next moment. He looked at the Liaoyuan Sword and said truthfully: "Isn't there always such a rule in Tianxuan Mountain?"
"Senior Sun is not your first master. Haven't you experienced this before?"
The prairie fire sword trembled, and then he wrote four words crookedly on the ground: "I don't remember."
Chu Qingxiao was a little surprised. After all, the reason why the spiritual sword was called the spiritual sword was because it gave birth to its own spiritual consciousness and possessed its own sword spirit.
Why doesn't Liao Yuan Jian remember what happened before?
Or, it could be said that his spiritual consciousness was still in the ignorant stage at that time, so he had no memory.
Chu Qingxiao's knowledge in this area was relatively poor, so he didn't think much about it.
He was silent for a while longer, drafting something in his mind.
He vaguely felt that although the prairie fire sword gave birth to a spiritual intelligence like a living thing, this spiritual intelligence seemed a bit immature, like a child of seven or eight years old, or even five or six years old.
If you want him to accept the reality, you have to break things apart, break them into pieces, and then tell him in a way that he can understand and accept.
"Even if you don't remember, that's the rule."
"You were born in Tianxuan Mountain, and you are the spiritual sword of Tianxuan Mountain. You will become the sword of a disciple of Tianxuan Mountain, accompany him throughout his life, and then return to the sword pool of Tianxuan Mountain, waiting for the next master. s arrival."
"Every sword is like this..." Chu Qingxiao said.
The prairie fire sword paused at that moment. The blade of the sword that fell on the ground was raised, and its figure was suspended in mid-air again.
Chu Qingxiao thought that he had convinced him, so he continued to say something like this.
But at this time, the blade of the prairie fire sword suddenly began to tremble slightly.
The edge of his sword landed on the ground again and began to draw on the floor. This time, it was significantly faster than before, and it seemed that he had mastered the method of writing.
"But we... are fine together."
"Why separate?"
That was a very simple sentence, but it was also the first time that Liaoyuanjian fully expressed his feelings.
Chu Qingxiao was a little confused, he fell silent again, and then continued to explain.
"You have followed Senior Sun all these years, killing demons and demons together and doing chivalry and justice."
"is very good."
"But now that he is old, he needs to take a good rest and enjoy his last time. He can no longer take you to do the same things as before."
"You have to wait for your next master. In the Yaoguang Sword Pool, you can slowly choose and find a master like Senior Sun, and then go slay demons with him and do what you like... …”
The blade of the prairie fire sword paused again, and it stopped for a while.
Then, he slowly drew a few words on the ground again.
"But him, it's not him."
Those five short words made Chu Qingxiao's body tremble.
yes……
The spirit sword has a will like a living being.
He will inevitably have the same likes and dislikes as a living being.
And when you really like someone, after losing him, no matter you meet someone who looks like him again.
Even if they are born exactly the same.
Even their preferences are almost the same.
But he is not him after all.
So to you, it all means nothing.
Chu Qingxiao felt that his lips and tongue were a little dry: "But you can't always stay with him, he has reached that age..."
"Sooner or later you will return to the Yaoguang Sword Pond."
"But why now?" The prairie fire sword carved writing on the ground.
But this time, he didn't even wait for Chu Qingxiao to answer again, and continued to write: "Do you have anyone you like?"
Chu Qingxiao could feel that as they talked, it seemed that the consciousness of the Liaoyuan Sword as a living being was becoming clearer and clearer.
"Of course." He responded truthfully to Liaoyuanjian's question.
By this time, he could no longer regard it as a simple sword.
"But you will also grow old and die."
"Then why are we still together?"
"Isn't the meaning of love just companionship?"
"Isn't it just the cuddling before death?"
The prairie fire sword was writing on the ground faster and faster, and more and more words were written, almost taking up the entire floor in the room.
"I want to be with him."
"Until that day comes."
"Even if he can never take me to see the sunset over the long river in Ningzhou."
"I can't feel the yellow sand of the desert in Longjiang City."
"You can no longer hold me in your hands as you shuttle through enemy lines to kill generals and capture flags."
"But what does that matter?"
"Even if I have to do it again a hundred times."
"As long as he walks into the sword pool wearing a green shirt, I can still recognize him at a glance."
"I shake my sword for him and fly into his arms."
"tell him."
"My name is Liaoyuan."
"We will have a wonderful life."
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