Tsukimi's body was a spirit at that time, and he hurriedly faded a few steps.

But he saw a man standing there.

He was no more than twenty-seven or eighteen years old, dressed in black clothes that almost blended in with the night, and the skin on his face was almost sickly, and there was no blood in sight.

He just stood there, motionless, holding a boxy wooden box in his arms, with some strange lines on it, which didn't make any sense, but it looked uncomfortable.

"You...... It's the person who accepted the commission in Qinghuan Mansion, right? Just when Tsukimi was vigilant, the other party suddenly opened his mouth and asked.

His voice was hoarse and dull, like the sound of a candle burning the last drop of a candle before it burned out.

With a vague despair.

Tsukimi was a little stunned, but he still nodded at the other party at that time.

"You are Lu Zhangming?" Tsukimi asked.

But the other party did not respond to her words, but just handed over the wooden box in his hand with a wooden expression.

"This is the Panacea Box."

"Any wish can be granted."

"Take good care of it for me, and in a month, someone will come and pick him up."

Tsukimi was stunned, of course she didn't believe that there was really anything in this world that could fulfill any wish, and even if there were, it would not be possible to be handed over to her so easily.

"When the time comes, the promised reward will not be less than you, remember, keep it." Lu Zhangming said again.

Although Tsukimi was confused, she still took the wooden box when she heard the promise of the reward.

She still wanted to ask something, but Lu Zhangming froze in place, his expression was wooden, and his eyes were pressed ahead blankly, looking like he didn't plan to pay attention to Yuejian anymore.

This alley is cold and dark, and Lu Zhangming in front of him behaves strangely.

Staying here made Tsukimi feel like she was on pins and needles, and seeing that the other party didn't know herself, she didn't want to stay any longer, so she just said goodbye to the other party and stepped back, then turned around and left this place quickly.

And just after she left, Lu Zhangming stood in place.

But he slowly turned his head.

In an extremely quirky way.

His body remained motionless, but his head slowly turned behind him.

The process is slow, but firm.

The bones in the neck could be faintly heard shattering as they turned like this.

When his head was completely turned to the back, he looked at the back of Tsukimi leaving, and the two corners of his mouth on Mu Leng's face began to rise, rise, and rise again, forming a strange arc that ordinary people could not do at all.

"Giggle......

Then in the dark alley, a child's laughter rang out, and then the sound rose from all directions.

Echoing in the alleyway.

For a long time.

……

Chu Qingxiao raised his head, frowning and looking at the flying sword hovering in mid-air in front of him.

And the flying sword hovered in mid-air, and the blade of the sword pointed directly at Chu Qingxiao's eyebrows.

One person and one sword confronted each other in such a strange way.

After a short period of silence, Chu Qingxiao took the lead.

He looked at Liaoyuan Sword and said: "All the swords have returned to the Yaoguang Sword Pool, this is the rule of Tianhang Mountain, you have also been a sword for hundreds of years, why don't you understand this truth?" ”

"Is there any basic quality for making a sword?"

"Ding!! The Liaoyuan Sword let out a short and piercing sword sound at this time, as if it was refuting Chu Qingxiao's question.

Chu Qingxiao rubbed his ears and said, "Then what do you want to do?" ”

"Not going back? Just make a lonely soul wild sword and wander around? ”

The blade of the Liaoyuan Sword trembled slightly in midair, and then the blade of the sword pointed to the east side outside the window.

Chu Qingxiao was stunned for a moment, but reacted the next moment - that direction was the direction of the courtyard where Sun Li lived.

Chu Qingxiao's heart beat heavily at that time.

He looked at the sword blade pointing at the Dongfang Sword, and was silent for a while, but he still continued: "I know that you are reluctant to give up your grandson, but just like the predecessor himself said, there is no feast in this world that will not be dispersed. ”

"You're going to go back to the Yaoguang Sword Pool after all......"

The blade of the Liaoyuan Sword turned around at this time, and the sword body circled above Chu Qingxiao's head, as if trying to express something, but Chu Qingxiao failed to comprehend its meaning.

The Liaoyuan Sword also seemed to feel this, and its hovering became more and more violent, as if it was a little anxious.

Chu Qingxiao was also very helpless, and 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 jumped, and he hurriedly took a step away, holding the Qiankun sword box on the side with one hand, and looked at the other party vigilantly.

"Let's talk about it, let's talk, we can't do it again!" He warned.

Liaoyuan Sword didn't pay attention to Chu Qingxiao, but used its blade to draw crooked marks on the ground.

Chu Qingxiao was thinking that this house was rented, if it was scratched and rotten, the landlord would have to make them lose money when the time came.

He had intended to stop the Burning Sword, but before he could say anything, he caught a glimpse of the crooked marks on the wooden floor, which seemed to form a scribbled, but barely legible handwriting.

"Why?"

Liaoyuan Jian wrote.

Chu Qingxiao was stunned, and reacted the next moment, he looked at Liaoyuan Jian and said truthfully: "Isn't Tianhang Mountain always having such rules?" ”

"Senior Sun is not your first master, haven't you experienced this before?"

The Liaoyuan Sword trembled, and then wrote four words on the ground crookedly: "I don't remember." ”

Chu Qingxiao was a little strange, after all, the reason why the spirit sword was called the spirit sword was because he gave birth to his own spiritual sense and had his own sword spirit.

Why doesn't Liaoyuan Sword remember what happened before?

Or is it that at that time his spiritual consciousness was still in the obscurant stage, so he had no memory.

Chu Qingxiao's knowledge in this area is relatively poor, so he didn't think much about it.

He was silent for a moment, scribbling in his chest.

He vaguely felt that although the Liaoyuan Sword gave birth to a spirit like a living being, this spirit still seemed a little immature, just like a child of seven or eight years old, or even five or six years old.

If you want him to accept reality, you have to break things up, crumple them and tell them to him in a way that he can understand and accept.

"Even if you don't remember, that's the rule."

"You were born in Tianhang Mountain, you are the spirit sword of Tianhang Mountain, you will become the sword of a disciple of Tianhang Mountain, accompany him through his life, and then return to the sword pool of Tianhang Mountain, waiting for the arrival of the next master."

"Every sword is like this...... Chu Qingxiao said.

The Liaoyuan Sword was stunned at that moment, and the blade of the sword that had fallen on the ground lifted, and its body was suspended in mid-air again.

Chu Qingxiao thought that he had moved him, so he continued to say something.

But at this moment, the sword body of the Liaoyuan Sword suddenly began to tremble slightly.

His blade landed again, and began to continue to draw on the floor, this time, it was noticeably faster than before, and seemed to have mastered the art of writing.

"But we ...... It's good to be together. ”

"Why separate?"

It was a very simple sentence, but it was also the first time that Liaoyuan Sword fully expressed his mind.

Chu Qingxiao was a little embarrassed, he was silent again, and then continued to explain.

"You have followed your predecessors all these years, and together you have slashed demons and demons."

"Yes, that's good."

"But now that he's old, he needs to rest and enjoy his last time, and he can't take you with him anymore to do the things he used to do."

"You have to wait for your next master, in the Yaoguang Sword Pool, you can choose slowly, find a master who is the same as Sun Senior, and then go with him to kill demons and do what you like......"

The blade of the Liaoyuan Sword was stunned again, and it stopped for a while.

Then, he slowly sketched a few words again on the ground.

"But he, not him."

Those short five words made Chu Qingxiao's body tremble.

Oh, yes......

The spirit sword has the will of a living being.

He inevitably has the same likes and dislikes as living beings.

And when you really like someone, after losing him, no matter how much you meet someone who resembles him.

Even if they are born exactly the same.

Even their preferences are almost the same.

But he wasn't him after all.

So it doesn't make sense to you.

Chu Qingxiao felt that his lips and tongue were a little dry: "But you can't stay with him all the time, he has reached that age......"

"You'll be back in the Yaoguang Sword Pool sooner or later."

"But why now?" The sword carved handwriting on the ground.

And this time, he didn't even wait for Chu Qingxiao to answer again, and continued to write: "Do you have someone 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 truthfully responded to the question of the Liaoyuan Sword.

By this time, he could no longer see him as a mere sword.

"But you, too, will grow old, and you will die."

"Then why are you still together?"

"Isn't the meaning of liking companionship?"

"Isn't it just snuggling before death comes?"

The Liaoyuan Sword was writing faster and faster on the floor, and the handwriting was getting more and more, taking up almost the entire floor in the room.

"I want to be there for him."

"Until that day comes."

"Even if he can't take me to see the sunset over the long river in Ningzhou anymore."

"I can't feel the desert yellow sand of Longjiang City."

"You can't hold me anymore, shuttle through the enemy lines, and go to capture the flag."

"But what does that matter?"

"Even if you do it a hundred more times."

"As long as he walks into the sword pool in a green shirt, I can still recognize him at a glance."

"Shake my sword for him and fly into his arms."

"Tell him."

"My name is Liaoyuan."

"We're going to spend a good life."

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