sword sentient beings

On the clouds, in front of the lights, down to the Black Widow and Yue Lai, up to Shangguan Swordsman above, they all saw Tang Zhaozheng looking down at the coffin alone.

Everyone just watched quietly. Although the coffin was strange, those who were able to check it were trapped, those who were incapable did not dare to go forward, and those who were capable might not be interested. They all had to wait for Tang Zhao to find out a result.

But everyone didn't realize that a false light curtain had been erected in front of them, and everything in front of them was an illusion, while the real Tang Zhao had already stood up, with an elegant white fox on his shoulder.

The white fox stood on Tang Zhao's shoulders, his body gradually blurred, but his eyes became greener, and he said, "Give me inspiration."

Tang Zhao held down his sword, peeled off the protection of the sword on his soul, and scattered his inspiration.

In the feeling of Baihu, the inspiration on the other side seemed to be like an ocean, endless and unfathomable, and he couldn't help asking: "This... is your inspiration?"

Tang Zhao explained: "It's part of it. I can't let go of it all, and it's easy to conflict with my sword."

Of course, in fact, it is also distrust, it is impossible to completely give the inspiration to the white fox.

The white fox heheed, and said in a low voice: "This is an understatement..." His body blurred again, and finally turned into a stream of light, which merged into Tang Zhao's inspiration.

Tang Zhao only felt that a hole was suddenly opened in the depths of his soul, and he was connected to another wonderful existence, and blended with it on a certain level.

"Now I am your sword for the time being. You are a swordsman, so you don't need me to teach you? Remember to use swordsmanship."

Interesting.

It turns out that the world of swords also has such a method?
Through the surrender of the swordsman and the rest of the sword, the swordsman can temporarily hold the sword that does not belong to him, or even the sword of other swordsmen.

Is this proposed?
It's not like, if you want to hold it, the sword is more similar to a "tool sword". It doesn't need communication and understanding, just pick it up according to the sword manual and use it.

It's not like Quan Jian, which is a unilateral output in reverse.

Speaking of it, it is very similar to the battle Tang Zhao took up the Kun Sword in Jianzhou to deal with the turtle bandits.

It's just that when he took Kunjian, Kunjian was more proactive and his strength was at the crushing level. He didn't need to let go of his inspiration and cooperate at all, but turned him into a "tool man".

Now the white fox communicated with him in advance, and the two sides cooperate with each other, which can be regarded as merging with each other on an equal footing. Either party can cancel the covenant if they are dissatisfied. This is another new way of cooperation.

It also allowed Tang Zhao to see countless new possibilities in the world of swords.

"So, the sword intent of Suisui Sword is suspicion and curiosity?"

Although he didn't open the sword manual, after the matchmaking between the two sides, Tang Zhao naturally learned a lot of information, the most basic being the sword intent of Suisui Sword.

Suisui sword actually has two sword intents, and it is also powerful among swordsmen. If a swordsman collects three sword intents, he can become a sword fairy.

"Swordsmanship - Suspicion and hidden traitors."

When the sword technique was activated, Tang Zhao's gaze moved to the layer of black mist.

"What is this thing? Never heard of it?"

"Why is it here? It hasn't faded after so many years?"

"Could it be that there is a ghost? It's actually a fake? There is no such thing at all, it's just a phantom!"

"Fake, fake, all fake!"

"How can you hide it from me?"

Tang Zhao let go of his mind, used all his imagination, and started to think wildly.

When he let himself go and fantasized continuously, the layer of black air was gradually pulled, as if someone was holding the thread of the black air, pulling the black air away bit by bit.

In the end, the black air completely disappeared, but Tang Zhao felt very tired, as if he had used more than a dozen sword techniques in a row, his head was swollen, and even the link of Sui Sui sword was automatically disconnected.

It seems that this method is very restrictive, and the burden on the swordsman is so amazing, it can't last for too long at all, and it can't be compared with Bizhi.

"So, did you hide the black energy in my suspicion just now? Can suspicion also hide things?"

The white fox reappeared, seemed a little tired, and said lazily: "Of course. Suspicion is also a part of the spirit, and it can hide a lot of things. But suspicion is different from person to person. You are not a suspicious person, so what you can hide is limited. You see, you just thought about it, and it took a long time to take away the black shadow. It can be seen that every doubt is not what you really doubt, but you are just forcing yourself to think about it. Those who are really suspicious can even make a single thought. You swallowed all the shadows. Thanks to the blackness, if there is more, your suspicion will not be able to hide."

In the end, it concluded: "Our suitability is very low. You wanted to take my sword at that time. Even if your inspiration is rare in the world, and your aptitude is rare in the world, I would not choose you for this sword."

Tang Zhao couldn't help laughing and said, "It's as if I would choose you." He remembered something again, and said, "Then the way you hide yourself is also hiding in suspicion? If anyone becomes suspicious of you, he will see you?"

The white fox said: "That's another set of swordsmanship. The way to unhide it is curiosity."

It only explained one sentence and stopped mentioning it. In the final analysis, it and Tang Zhao are allies for the time being, but they have no real friendship. It is not clear what the situation and position are in the fairy city. It can't reveal too much, just say: "You have to keep doubts. If you are too firm and the doubts dissipate, the black air will escape."

However, if you are an individual, you will maintain the most basic suspicion, right?The worst is not expected to happen.

The black air dissipated, revealing the coffin-like shelter. The white fox was anxious, so he jumped on it first, and somehow the cover slid open.

Baihu poked his head to look, and suddenly exclaimed, jumped down, and buried his face behind Tang Zhao's back.

Tang Zhao was a little strange, but he also guessed a little bit, so he stepped forward to have a look.

In the coffin, there was only one bone.

The people inside died.

If this box is used as a coffin, it is not surprising that there are bones in the coffin.But if it is used as a shelter, then surely there are survivors in it, right?
As it turned out, it was still a coffin.

Logically speaking, as a swordsman, he has seen many dead people, and even killed countless people with his own hands. As a swordsman, Baihu shouldn't be afraid of a mere bone.But thinking about it, as a person from Baiyujing, it is emotionally unacceptable to see his companion end up like this.

Tang Zhao didn't have such a burden, so he sighed a little, and continued to check.

Judging from the condition of the bones, this should be a woman, lying quietly on the ground of the shelter.Although she was turned into bones, the clothes on her body were not damaged at all, and they were as smooth and bright as new clothes.This is probably the product of Xiancheng again.

Thanks to this complete dress, like another layer of coffin, her whole body is complete, and she can still see her height and silver hair before she was alive.

silver hair...

Tang Zhao rubbed it with Gang Qi instead of his hands, and felt that it was indeed withered white hair, which could only belong to an aging old woman.

She couldn't be... old and dead, right?

Tang Zhao heaved a sigh of relief, feeling all right.After all, this shelter is not a living coffin, it won't cause her to die miserably due to suffocation, and there may even be supplies hidden, allowing her to persist until the end of her life.

But if you think about it carefully, isn't this also miserable?
The coffin lid was apparently never opened again.Alone, living alone in a small dark space for decades, spending more than half of my life in a small box, eternal darkness, silence, loneliness...

You can't think about this kind of thing.

I just hope she came to the end unconsciously in a deep sleep.

Tang Zhao doesn't intend to tell others about this idea, especially Baihu.He continued to examine the woman's remains.

In addition to the clothes on her body, the coffin was covered with a soft quilt, and there was a pillow under the skull. Even though it was so small, His Highness still made arrangements for them.

There is a small purse next to her pillow, Tang Zhao knew it was a magic weapon for storing things at a glance, it must be her belongings, put it aside first, there is no need to check the property in someone else's coffin.

Other than that, there is nothing else.After all, this is not a real coffin, and there will be no real funeral objects.

It seems that apart from adding a touch of sadness to the catastrophe, there is nothing to gain here.

Tang Zhao laid her down again, and suddenly found that her bones were intact, except for her hands.

Her right hand and forearm are missing.

A man with a broken arm?
Immediately afterwards, Tang Zhao realized that it was not.

He had a broken arm bone and a loose phalanx beside him, falling on the skirt.

Looks like it was ripped off and thrown aside?
This guess made Tang Zhao feel a chill in his heart, and he couldn't help but look around, to see if there was any cruel killer lurking?
There was no one around, and there was no sign of anyone else coming.

The height of this coffin is very low, even sitting is difficult, and it is difficult for other people to perform such violent movements in an aggrieved posture.

What if she did it herself?

Rip off your own arm?
No, even if she went crazy, if she broke her arm alive, there would be a lot of blood, and it would stain everything.

So is it...

Tang Zhao simulated it several times with his own body and came up with a guess.

It may be that she kept her hands up until she died.And because the arm was stuck, it didn't fall automatically until it was completely decayed. This section of skeleton naturally fell off the body due to gravity, and it fell to the ground and broke.

This guess made Tang Zhao very uncomfortable, and the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became.

This shows that the woman not only remained awake before she died, but also had obsessions in her heart, which allowed her to maintain such movements and die.

Wait...Hands up?
Is it?
He stood up and turned to look for the coffin lid.

found it!
There are scratches on the cover!

She really wanted to carve something on the coffin at the last moment.

Her belief must be very strong, not only the scratches were deep, but also the lid of the coffin was damaged in one place, leaving only a small hole.

Tang Zhao glanced at those scratches, and immediately found that they were runes, that is, the characters used to record knowledge in ancient books, which few people recognize now.

Fortunately, he knew a little bit and could read, but he was not fluent enough. He needed to translate word by word and then spell it out.

His gaze was immediately attracted by the deepest two words engraved.

"Wang Er?"