60% of the purchase ratio was not enough

Even though Sanjō Munechika's attitude was firm,

It seemed to make the nobles even more interested,

They became more and more obsessed with the legendary famous saber.

This made this bladesmith, who did not like to socialize,

It really gave him a headache for a while.

However, what was worth rejoicing over was that

This situation did not last long.

Because..,

This demonic ghost of Pingan Jing..,

Soon, it welcomed a new topic..,

"One wave has not subsided yet another wave has risen."

A certain Grand Onmyoji who had come uninvited sipped his master's tea.

He sighed, "Sigh..,

Lord Sanjō, you have to be more careful when you go out these days. The current capital..,

It's not peaceful. "

"Lord Haruaki said..,

Is the monster in the recent rumors. "

Ever since the incident in the palace, Sanjō Munechika and Haruaki Abe had become completely familiar with each other.

Therefore, occasionally, this Yin-Yang Master would take the time to come over for a cup of tea. After a while, the two of them had become good friends.

As for the monster mentioned above..,

Sanjō Munechika had indeed heard of it..,

"It's said that it wanders the streets at night,

And then attacks the passers-by that it sees, causing quite a bit of panic several times.. But I heard that..,

Just a few days ago, Yinyang Liao seemed to have started to deal with this matter.. "

At this point..,

Sanjō Munechika frowned hesitantly,

He felt that something was wrong.

After all, according to normal..,

If Yinyang Liao really took over..,

There was no reason that there was no news at all.

Then, in the next moment..,

He saw Haruaki Abe wave his hand and sigh. "To be honest, Yinyang Liao has failed this time."

Sanjō Munechika heard this and said in surprise, "Even Lord Haruaki, you can't do anything about it?"

"Well... at that time, before I even saw that monster, the other party had already run away."

As if he had thought of something interesting, Haruaki Abe suddenly raised his eyebrows. "He was clearly surrounded by a large group of Yin-Yang Masters, but he managed to escape in front of everyone's eyes. He couldn't even find any traces of him."

The Yin-Yang Master opened his bat fan and smiled meaningfully. "This might not be a powerful monster, but it's definitely difficult to deal with... No, whether the other party is a monster or not, it's still hard to say."

Sanjō Munechika saw that Haruaki had his own thoughts. "Since that's the case, I'm afraid that Haruaki's visit this time, I'm afraid that he's not just here to drink tea...

Just as Abe Seimei had said, if even the Yin Yang Hut couldn't do anything about it, then he should be busy right now. He shouldn't have shown up here, unless …

"Today, I do have something that I need Lord Sanjō's help with."

When it came to business, Abe Seimei's expression turned solemn, "Although this is only my personal speculation, I suspect that the main character of this incident is very likely to be Fu Saka-kami."

Sanjō Munechika: "... Fu Mourning God?!"

"Yes.

And — "

Haruaki Abe said word by word, "It's still Fu Mourning God."

When Munechika Mijou heard this, he raised his head and looked up.

Naturally, he couldn't see anything from inside the house.

But he knew that the Jinjian was outside on the roof.

Sanjō Munechika didn't do this because he doubted the Jinjian. To be precise, he doubted anyone but his own masterpiece.

Right now, he was purely worried because this was the first time Jin Jian had truly come into contact with someone of the same race.

It was also at this time that Munechiko Mijou gradually realized …

As the Fu Mourning God, the Jinjian was too lonely to be alone in the mortal world...

On the other side, the silver-haired Fu Mourning God, who was originally standing alone, suddenly opened his half-closed eyes and looked down at his feet.

Of course, the roof couldn't block Death God Fu's extraordinary hearing. He heard everything that was said in the house.

Of course, the demon ghost wasn't enough to catch his attention at first, but now...

The Fu Mourning God was silent for a second. Then, he nimbly jumped off the roof and walked into the house.

"Long time no see, Jinjian."

Haruaki Abe didn't seem to be surprised by the Fu Mourning God's arrival.

Jinjian didn't waste any time and went straight to the point, "How much do you know about the Fu Mourning God?"

"Tsk... You're really concerned because we're of the same kind."

Haruaki Abe seemed to have the same thoughts as Sanjō Munechika.

After all, no matter how solitary an existence was, they would occasionally feel lonely.

But was that really the case?

Of course not.

Jinjian glanced at the Yin Yang Master expressionlessly.

As a weapon that had been "alone" in another world for countless years, loneliness was no longer a torture to him. It was a condition.

As long as he wanted to, he could peacefully wait in any silent, colorless, and lightless place until the end of time.

He wouldn't feel disgusted, nor would he feel tired.

Moreover, Haruaki Abe and Sanjō Munechika didn't know that Jinjian had already met another Fu Mourning God before this.

That's right, it was that guy called Jiazhou Qingguang.

And the reason why he was moved this time was because of the "escape without leaving a trace" mentioned before. Combined with the fact that the Fu Mourning God was now a weapon...

Even if the other party wasn't Jiazhou Qingguang, there was an 80% chance that the other party was an existence that belonged to the same organization as Jiazhou Qingguang.

The most important thing was that the other party was definitely carrying a space travel device. There was no doubt about it!

Jinjian knew exactly what he wanted, so he naturally wouldn't let go of this rare prey.

Although Haruaki Abe didn't know the reason, he wasn't stingy with this bit of information.

Thus, the Yin Yang Master immediately raised three fingers and said, "Regarding the Fu Mourning God, there are three specific points."

"First, the other party was hunting for spiritual energy.

Those who were attacked by him seemed ordinary, but in fact, they all had spiritual energy in their bodies, and in the end, all of it was taken away by the other party. "

"Second, the people who were attacked at the beginning were only knocked unconscious. Other than losing their spiritual energy, they didn't suffer any other injuries.

But recently, there have been cases of people being seriously injured by sharp weapons.

This is very likely to mean that the other party is gradually losing control. "

"As for the last point, it is also the reason why I came this time..."

Haruaki Abe looked at Sanjō Munechika, "Because the other party was always surrounded by an unknown black fog, no one could see his appearance clearly.

But regarding his weapon... "

"Even if it was just a glimpse, everyone who saw it said that it was an extremely beautiful tachi."

"In other words, it is definitely not a nameless saber or sword.

Instead, it was very likely that it was a famous sword passed down from history. "

After Haruaki Abe finished speaking, he nodded sincerely and said, "Although I have the intention to investigate the other party's background, I don't know much about swords and swords.

Therefore, I hope to receive the help of Sanjō-sama. "

If he had the help of the most famous blacksmith in Pingan Jing, things would be a lot easier.

Faced with such a request, Sanjō Munechika naturally wouldn't refuse.

Therefore, the two of them didn't delay and immediately left for Yinyang Liao.

As for Jinjian, he stayed in the mansion and watched the two of them leave.

Of course, it wasn't that he didn't have anything to do.

He was just waiting...

Waiting for the night to come.

...

The night in the capital was not peaceful recently.

This was something that everyone knew.

Therefore, when the sun set, people went home early and closed their doors.

Even the bustling streets during the day had become empty and deserted.

But even so, there were still some people who were forced to make a living and had no choice but to travel outside until the sky turned dark, and then hurriedly rushed back home in the dark of the night.

Like this young man who was running on the street.

Because the Emperor's Imperial Residence was mostly destroyed not long ago, many craftsmen were gathered to repair it, and this young man was one of them.

The amount of work this time was huge, and the Emperor wanted it to be finished as soon as possible, so it was inevitable that they had to work overtime.

Therefore, the young man had no choice but to work until now to find the time to go home.

There was almost no one on the deserted street now.

In this exceptionally quiet space, only the sound of his own footsteps echoed. The sound was very clear, and it scared the young man.

He raised his head to look at the dark sky and thought of the recent rumors in Jingdou. He couldn't help but silently curse. Then, he walked even faster.

However, what he was afraid of always came...

At this moment, a cold aura suddenly attacked him from behind.

The young man was like a frozen lake in winter. The coldness that froze his soul in an instant almost made him drown and suffocate.

His entire body trembled, and then he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

The young man's footsteps stopped, and the whole space fell silent.

But soon, a new voice rang out — —

Someone was approaching him.

The moment he realized this, the young man was so scared that he couldn't bear it, and his reason was on the verge of collapse. He widened his bloodshot eyes and shouted as he looked behind him.

That was an existence that he didn't know how to describe.

Or it could be said that the other person was surrounded by an ominous black aura, and he couldn't see what was inside.

Just when the young man was struggling to escape, he realized in despair that his legs were already sore and powerless due to fear. Then, he heard an unusual sound again.

It was a sound that was not unfamiliar to him, and he had heard it several times from the samurai.

It was the sound of a sword being unsheathed.

The young man widened his eyes and looked, and then he saw a silver sword flash. Then, a hand broke out from the black fog and appeared in front of him.

It was definitely not a human hand.

The white bone spurs were like maggots in a tarsal bone, covering most of the back of his hand.

One moment it was like a blooming flower, the next moment it was like a snake's fangs.

The hand was holding a Tachi.

Even though the light here was dim, the young man could still see the crescent-shaped pattern on the blade, as if it was dyed with layers of moonlight. It was indescribably elegant.

This was undoubtedly an extremely beautiful sword, but because of this moment, it seemed particularly terrifying.

"Spiritual power user..."

A voice came from the black fog, low and hoarse, like a sigh, "You are, the last one..."

Haruaki Abe closed his fan and tapped his palm. He felt a headache that he hadn't felt for a long time.

Ah, if that's the case, it's really inconvenient for me to intervene... Fighting with Daitengu for half a body?

Won't the capital be destroyed again? (Eh, why did he say "again"?)

And more importantly, for every monster, half a body was absolutely unique and extremely difficult to encounter.

At the very least, from what Abe Seimei knew, most of the demon beasts were unable to find their lower body even after spending their entire lives searching for it. The Daitengu in front of him was the first one he met, so it was impossible for him to give up or change his body.

Thinking of this... Haruaki Abe wanted to go home.

On the other side, Daitengu completely ignored the rest of the people. He now focused all his attention on the newly born Fu Mourning God.

"Jinjian..."

The black-winged young man who had grown into a legendary monster softly said this name.