In the room, there is a person and a ghost.

Sawei pondered what Ogata had said.

He doesn't have any choice now, he knows the current situation very well, the anger is slowly loosening, if it is the time when the anger is at its heaviest in the morning, the soul will collapse uncontrollably, and even the last choice will be lost at that time.

"Please, Mr. Ogata." Zuo Wei looked at him and nodded heavily.

Seeing that Sawei agreed, Ogata further explained: "After a while, I will use the method introduced in the ancient books to seal you in the blade of this scalpel, and in the process, you must abandon any vigilance and precautions, and fully cooperate with me to complete it." ”

"Okay." Zuo Wei didn't doubt it, his tone paused, and he hesitated: "I think Xiaoguang should come to you, but"

"Don't worry, leave it to me." Ogata looked at him, dispelled his concerns, and replied lightly.

Zuo Wei smiled, he stood in front of Xu Xiang with long purple hair, his enchanting face showed a touch of relief and relief, he no longer had to worry and suppress for anything. A hundred years of loneliness have come to an end, and it is the deepest protection of Hikaru Shinto, who taught Go to himself!

"Let's get started." Sawei closed his eyes, and the light reflected in the room, as well as Ogata's figure, a trace of determination and relief flashed, and his figure stood in a peaceful and silent atmosphere.

Ogata flashed in his mind about the process of forging this sealed medium, placing the scalpel in the palm of his hand on the table, and in order to hide the sound he made in the process, he connected a cassette recorder under the bed to the power source and played a soft and soothing song.

"Zuowei, is there anything else you want to say to Xiaoguang?"

Ogata asked softly, because they would be partners in the future, so he wanted to do everything on his mind.

Zuo Wei closed his eyes and didn't open them: "Trouble to tell Xiaoguang, as long as you are still playing chess, as long as you still adhere to your original love, we will meet again one day!" ”

His voice was emotional, and his tone was full of helplessness, but his words would have a huge impetus to a teenager's life.

"Hmm." Ogata answered, took off his shirt, and wore his shirt naked, the tattoo on his back began to slowly heat up, and then those mysterious and strange number symbols swam little by little.

The color began to gradually change from light to dark, as if a certain force was circulating, and in this process, Zuo Wei's face became solemn and difficult to see, because of the mobilization of Gang Qi, for him, there would be a strong sense of threat and oppression.

When the light of the tattoo illuminates the room, the soft music progresses to **, and Zuo Wei shows his anger, as if it has been pulled away by some terrible suction, and is constantly moving in one direction.

"It doesn't matter, bear with me."

Ogata knots, intricate mudras flying between the hands.

Stamping is a form and the core of the entire forging technique. The general principle is to completely compress Sawei from the form of a soul body into a scalpel placed on the table, and finally forge it.

As the handprints became more and more sophisticated, faster and faster, Zuo Wei's entire image became blurry, and then his long purple hair swayed quickly in the air, his robe rose without wind, and his feet slowly left the ground, as if floating away

"Close!"

Ogata snorted softly and folded his hands.

The air is surging in all directions, and the music makes the room feel ritualistic.

Zuo Wei's face was suddenly painful, he gritted his teeth and endured the pain of the angry body, his body became lighter and lighter, soft like a feather, and the whole person was dragged in by a terrible and strong attraction.

Call!

The scalpel is like the core of this attraction, a whirlpool formed by the gangqi, and Zuo Wei's figure is directly locked in the silver world in the distorted and broken picture.

The silver-white blade, the silver-white light, suddenly shines!

The dazzling aura, the soul body that poured in instantly, gave it life and inspiration.

"Zuowei, I'm going to forge you and this scalpel, this is the last step, be patient."

Ogata knew that the soul body made of anger was not resistant to tossing, so the pain he suffered was as if a normal person had been torn off a piece of flesh.

Hearing this, on the table, the scalpel trembled a few times at a very fast frequency.

The bump on the surface of the wooden table makes it feel like words that you can read at once.

This is the vitality and wisdom that the spirit medium gains after being planted in the magic weapon!

Ogata picked up the handle of the scalpel, and the five fingers of his other hand were spread out, reaching into the air, and the Dark Ding Gang Qi Diagram opened the floodgates with his consciousness, and a steady stream of angry qi flowed towards the tendons and veins through his arm and reached the palm of his hand.

The muscles are bulging, and the blood vessels and tendons are tightened.

With slender five fingers and a thick palm, a blazing flame formed by Gang Qi rose!

Suddenly, the surrounding scenery was blurred, as if the space had been corroded by this heat energy, and it was full of melted texture.

Taking the scalpel, he exhaled.

Then the scalpel was flipped over in his grip and reached into the flames.

The moment the flames enveloped the blade, the silver-white blade and the edge were attacked by the heat, and the forging in this situation was faintly heard with a painful hiss, Ogata was a little unbearable, but there was no way.

Both for himself and for him.

Right now, it's all a fulfillment.

Slowly, the luster of the original blade itself is transforming little by little, and then the symbols imprinted with the carving knife begin to change, and the color is also quenched and reborn, and the feeling of holding it in the hand has a heavier and more attractive atmosphere.

Under the firelight, with the music.

Ogata felt some indescribable mixed emotions.

It is Zuowei's nostalgia and reluctance to Shinto Hikaru that is still in love with the pursuit of Go although he has abandoned his obsession

However, human birth, old age, sickness and death are natural laws. And the collapse and disintegration of ghosts is also a doomed ending. Nothing lasts forever, and Ogata is preserving that feeling in a way that fulfills everyone.

It's not a long time coming.

The fire dissipated, and Ogata's eyes fell on the forged scalpel.

The handle reaches the body, and the original silver-white color has undergone a pure change.

In the position of the handle, there are more patterns that represent the noble royal clan that were originally embroidered on Zuowei's clothes, and the blade is poured into some purple embellishments, connecting the parts of the blade, and there is a strange charm and beauty in the willow leaves.

The edge is getting sharper and stronger, as if a slight touch will tear anything.

The original runes are black and white, just like Go, and they have reached a more mysterious texture in space and time.

When I hold a scalpel in the palm.

Ogata's palm print and Sawei's storage zài merge together, and this feeling is no longer a cold magic weapon made of metal, but a mutually trusting communication with the partner who flows with the breath of life.

"Zuowei!"

Whisper the name.

Ogata smiled slightly, his mind moved, his five fingers opened, and he released the grip of the handle, and the scalpel, which was originally lying flat in the palm of his hand, shook extremely quickly.

"Mr. Ogata, thank you."

Zuo Wei's voice came from his heart, and his image slowly shadowed through the blade.

It's a smiling face

"Hikaru Shinto, don't cry. You should be well aware that Zuo Wei's departure is not accidental. ”

Ogata left Xiaolan's side, walked to Hikaru Shinto, whose face was covered with tears, looked at him crying, and said in a calm voice.

Hikaru Jinto buried his head in pain, and his mouth was vague: "Zuowei, it's me who is too willful, it's me"

"He should have taught you that if you don't play a game to the end, you can't really predict the outcome. Because the chess pieces are dead, the human heart is alive. Ogata said.

Hikaru Shinto raised his head and looked at the man he had just met.

"He didn't leave." Ogata said ambiguously.

Hikaru Shinto opened his eyes, the tears in his sockets stopped, and he looked at Ogata in surprise: "Sawei him"

"As long as you are still playing chess, as long as you still hold on to your original love, we will meet again one day!"

The image of Sawei appeared in Ogata's mind, and his words, the expression he had when he spoke, completely replicated the picture at that time.

Hikaru Shinto looked at Ogata blankly.

Under Ogata's coat, the scalpel wrapped in flannel was trembling at this moment. (To be continued...!)

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