Chapter 660 Qianhe
Yokohama City.
A nursing home.
The hazy moonlight shines through the window and sprinkles on the neat white floor tiles, exuding a faint gleam.
On the wooden chair in the center of the room, a white-haired old woman was lowering her head, her silver-white hair hanging down her wrinkled face. She carefully folded paper cranes in her palm under the moonlight.
Under her body, hundreds of paper cranes have submerged her feet, like a hill piled up high.
Suddenly, as if she had sensed something, she raised her head and looked at the bright moon outside the window, an unprecedented clarity appeared in her cloudy eyes!
\"Little pomelo...\"
she muttered to herself.
\"Grandma He in Room 32, it's time to go to bed~\" the nurse's voice came from outside the door.
Grandma He stood up tremblingly from the wooden chair as if she hadn't heard her words, stepped on the sea of paper cranes with both feet, walked slowly to the window, and pushed the window open forcefully.
\"Grandma He, I'm coming in!\"
There was the sound of the nurse turning the doorknob.
Grandma He looked up at the moon, and slowly closed her eyes. The next moment, her body turned into paper cranes one after another, dissipating in the air!
These paper cranes seem to come alive, vibrating their wings, like a large white cloud, flying from the open window into the dark night sky!
The nurse opened the door.
Seeing the empty room, she froze in place suddenly.
\"Grandma Crane, Grandma Crane?\"
She saw the open window, walked over in a daze, raised her head, and saw a snow-white cloud of paper cranes rising slowly, facing the bright moonlight, disappearing into the cloud...
...
Osaka.
The paper crane lying in Yurina's palm trembled slightly.
Under Yurina's gaze, the paper crane fluttered its wings and flew, even though there was a scorched bullet mark on its back, it didn't affect its action at all, and it floated straight to the sky.
The moment she saw the bullet marks, Yurina finally understood why there was no wound on her body after being shot by those gangsters who took her to the warehouse...
At first, she thought that the opponent missed the shot, but now it seems that the paper crane hidden on her body helped her escape.
Yurina watched the paper crane fly into the sky and disappeared behind the clouds. A moment later, a huge cloud of paper cranes rolled out from the night sky and rushed straight towards Yurina!
These paper cranes surrounded Yurina, like a gust of snow-white crane wind slowly rotating, Yurina stood in the center of the group of cranes, looking at all this in a daze.
Afterwards, these paper cranes gradually gathered in Yurina's right hand, and their figures were disassembled, turned into sheets of white paper, which were automatically folded together...
The outline of a white paper knife with a sheath appeared among the cranes.
Seeing this scene, the yellow-robed oracle frowned slightly.
\"Sure enough...\" The corners of Amamiya Haruki's mouth rose, and he breathed a sigh of relief, \"This knife is on your body.\"
With the disappearance of the paper crane, a complete white long knife was quietly held by Yurina, with shallow creases remaining on the scabbard, spreading like a spider web.
Yurina's black hair was scattered behind her. Standing in the rain, she stared blankly at the knife in her hand, as if seeing the white cranes folded in the palm of Grandma Crane with a smile.
This is the Fujin knife that Youli Heizhe left her.
Misfortune is the third of nine swords, 【Qianhe】.
"Another sword master?" The yellow-robed oracle frowned at the young Yurina, and shook his head after a while, "No, she hasn't become a sword master yet, it's just that this sword is protecting her..."
"you are wrong."
The corner of Amamiya Haruki's mouth rose slightly, "Since this knife came to her side on its own initiative, it means that she already has the qualifications to become the master of the sword. She is only one time away from being the real master of the sword."
"But she hasn't drawn her sword yet, has she?" The yellow-robed oracle stared at Yurina, "What if she doesn't want to be the master of Futsu sword?"
As if thinking of something, Amamiya Haruki frowned slightly.
The yellow-robed oracle Zhen Fei Amamiya Haruki, facing the young Yurina, said slowly:
"Are you Yuli Heizhe's daughter?"
"Yes……"
"how old are you?"
"Thirteen."
"Then do you know what that knife in your hand is?"
Yurina was taken aback, and after a moment of hesitation, she still shook her head blankly.
"That is the Fujin Knife, which represents disaster and curse. Every owner of the Fujin Knife is doomed to die, and there is absolutely no good end." The yellow-robed oracle said calmly, with a sense of majesty in his words, " The moment you pull it out and become the master of Fujin Knife, you will be wanted from [Pure Land], become a wanted criminal at the [Ghost] level, and be hunted down by the oracle... just like your father.
From now on, you will no longer be able to live an ordinary and happy life, you will always hide in this city like a rat, and we will eventually find you and kill you.
The gods you believe in will no longer protect you, and this country will be against you.
Do you... really want to be a 'villain'? "
The oracle in yellow robe paused for a moment, then continued: "You are still a child, there is no need to embark on this extremely evil path, give me that knife, and you can continue to live your life happily, God The adults will continue to protect everything about you, so that you can grow up safely..."
Yurina hugged [Qianhe], standing alone in the torrential rain, the rain wet her messy black hair, she quietly looked at the beautiful long knife in her hand, as if thinking about something.
Are you growing up safely...
A miserable smile appeared on Yurina's face.
The word Anwen had never appeared in her thirteen years of life... It wasn't until she came to the Black Indus Club that she briefly realized what it was like to be at home, but now, everything was shattered again.
Qiye big brother, Xiaojin big brother, Amamiya big brother, they are not ordinary people, even Uncle Kyosuke has become a mysterious man suspected of his father, they are all wanted criminals.
As a child who grew up in this country, the only thing that gave her warmth and made her feel sincerely happy was a family made up of so-called "villains"...
The "good man" left her covered in bruises, but the "evil man" gave her warmth and laughter.
She raised her head and looked behind the yellow-robed oracle, the hundreds of people kneeling on the ground like ants, their eyes were full of complex colors.
Are those dog-like people lying on the ground really what a "human" should be? Is this what the gods want them to be? Is this the result of the protection of the gods?
Gods, do they really care about their lives?
If you care, where were the gods when she was kidnapped by gangsters and beaten? Where were the gods when her home was looted? When she and Grandma He were forced to live in a container and had no food to eat... where were the gods?
What is good and what is evil, Yurina can hardly tell.
