"Abe-kun must not blame himself...... [Sun and Moon] has been restored as early as a week ago, but its spirituality has been depleted, and it will take time to cultivate ......"

With that, the middle-aged man in front of him, the contemporary head of the Ichimonji clan, Ichimonji Yumaru, pushed a pair of wooden sword boxes in front of Abeji.

Abeji Temple opened the wooden box, and inside was the love knife [Sun and Moon] that he hadn't seen for many days.

"Zheng ......"

Sensing his spiritual power, the [Sun and Moon] in the box emitted an intimate sword sound.

"The sudden death of my father was not caused by the restoration of [Sun and Moon], but another hidden story."

Abeji closed the wooden box and set it aside, continuing to listen to Ichimon Yumaru's speech.

"What's going on?"

"A few days ago, when I was repairing the ancestral house, I found a broken knife inside the broken beams...... My father thought hard day and night in order to find a way to repair it, but he didn't think that one day he seemed to find something abnormal, and he was too excited and didn't stand the stimulation, so he ...... it."

"Broken knives? What is it that can make the old man bother so much? ”

Abeji asked curiously.

When he was young, he would occasionally follow his elders to visit Yiwen's home, so he was very clear about Yiwen's gentle and unfazed character.

"The broken knife...... It is the chrysanthemum that has been lost for hundreds of years. ”

Ichimon Yumaru lowered his voice and whispered.

"What...... Juyi text is Zongzong? ”

Quiet as Abe Temple, hearing this name, it is also a pupil shock.

Kikuichi Monomune is a sword forged by the famous swordsmith Ichimonomune commissioned by Emperor Toba in the Kamakura period.

This knife blade is engraved with a sixteen-petal chrysanthemum family coat of arms representing the royal family crest near the handle, and there is a horizontal word pattern carved under it, which belongs to the thin-edged knife, and is not suitable for actual combat, and is a decorative weapon belonging to the royal system.

After Emperor Toba, its most famous bearer is said to be the genius swordsman Soji Okita of the Shinsengumi of the late shogunate of Japan.

Therefore, this knife is also the most famous work in the history of the sword craftsman's school, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is known as the treasure of the town.

"If you can find this thing that has been lost for many years, I think the old man can smile at Jiuquan."

Abe Temple exhorted.

"We thought so too, and in view of the fact that the Kikuichi script was too old and the broken parts and scabbards were missing, even my father could not repair them, the family decided to use it as a burial object for my father."

Ichimon Yumaru sighed lightly.

Funeral goods.

Abeji remembered the sword held by the old man in the coffin.

Presumably that is the Juyi Text.

"On the contrary, the few people just now, I don't know where to get the news, saying that they had come to my father a few days ago to ask for the purchase of Ju Yiwen Zezong, and said that my father promised to consider it."

"How is that possible...... These violent groups are full of nonsense, how can an old man agree to such a thing. ”

Abe said angrily.

How could the Yiwen family agree to sell the Juyi Writing Sect, which represents the glory of the family.

"I think so too, but they're stalking......"

"Uncle Yiwen doesn't have to worry, I'll arrange for someone to come over and deal with this matter when I go back."

"Then you're welcome, you don't bother."

Ichimon Yumaru nodded slightly.

His father had just passed away, and there were a lot of things in the clan, and he was not in the mood to be entangled with the Extreme Dao Organization, so it was best to let the Tuyumen clan come forward to deal with it.

"In that case...... I won't bother much, and I will ask Uncle Yiwen to mourn. “

Abe Temple picked up the sword box and got up to say goodbye.

"Don't worry about it, I'll invite you to come over for tea when it's over."

Ichimon Yumaru followed and got up to send him out.

Just as the two of them walked to the gate, there was an uproar from the direction of the mourning hall and the frightened cries of women.

"Buzz ......"

Inside the wooden box on the back of Abeji Temple, the twin swords [Sun and Moon] began to sound like crazy.

"Bad ......"

He naturally knew what this meant, and rushed to the mourning hall in the body of Ichimon Yumaru.

In front of the mourning hall, the guests and monks who had been kneeling around them and chanting scriptures ran towards the outside of the mansion in horror.

There was only one person left in the family, and they were still timidly surrounding the mourning hall.

"What's the commotion before the mourning hall?"

Pushing through the crowd, Abe Temple and Ichimon Yumaru saw the scene that made their eyes crack.

In the mourning hall, a Wen Wen old man who was originally lying peacefully in the coffin, at this time, for some reason, was standing tremblingly in the center of the front of the hall!

His eyes were rolled, his face was expressionless, and his body was a little stiff as he walked step by step.

The already thin body has become more skinny and dry for some reason.

"Father's ......"

A beautiful middle-aged woman, with tears in her eyes and emotion, stepped forward to support the old man.

"Leave, that's not the old man'...... anymore"

Abeji immediately shouted dissuasion.

When he knelt down and bowed down just now, he had already habitually checked with his inspiration, and there was no spirit in the mourning hall, and the old man's soul had already rested.

The [Sun and Moon] in the sword box on his back chirped even more intensely.

His gaze stayed in the old man's hand.

In the old man's hand, he held a slender and thin knife about thirty centimeters long, which could be seen to have been broken from the middle by force.

A fierce resentment was surrounding the broken knife.

"How could it be...... Fang Cai obviously didn't feel a trace of resentment...... There's something wrong with that knife, it's all out of the way! ”

Abeji roared loudly.

The legendary Juyi text is Zong, and it has turned into a resentment.

At the same time, Yiwen Wenren, who had been moving slowly, raised his sword hand slightly, twisted his joints, and made a gesture that seemed to stab and slash......

Moved.

A strange red light streaked through.

Before Abeji Temple could see it clearly, he saw the red light quickly entering and exiting.

The young woman closest to the old man, plump buttocks, burst out with a huge mist of blood, and fell to the ground silently.

As if guided by some invisible suction, blood gushed out from somewhere delicate in her lower body......

The blood seemed to be alive, flying in the air to the broken knife, slowly solidifying into something like blood crystals, lingering around the broken blade and slowly extending upward.

"Sister!"

Blood-stained mourning hall, Ichimon Yumaru exclaimed in surprise and was about to rush forward to check on the other party's situation.

"You go out of the way...... Here, it's not something you can handle, leave it to me, and I'll protect the old man's dignity......"

Stopping the Ichimon Yumaru, Abeji took out the [Sun and Moon] double knife from the wooden box, held it in front of him, and looked at the old man in the center of the mourning hall vigilantly.

"Please......"

Ichimon Yumaru came to his senses, held back the tears in his eyes, and decisively stepped back.

As a generational ally of the Abe family, although they do not have the bloodline that can give birth to inspiration, they know far more about the supernatural than ordinary people.

Like a zombie, the old man moved stiffly and walked towards Abe-ji Temple.

The mutilated "Kikuichi Script Norizong" in his hand once again swung out with a red light in that distorted posture towards Abe Temple.