I'm a thankful fox in Tokyo

Chapter 323 Dream Sword

"But isn't that just a conceptual sword technique?"

Dong Yeyu frowned, "At present, I have only explored and learned from other schools to realize the Wuxiang Sword, but I still have no idea about the Dream Sword."

The only thing he knew about the Dream Sword now was its name, which was no different from creating a sword technique from scratch.

The problem is that creating a sword technique requires opportunity and talent, especially this kind of sword technique that is close to the Tao. Many brilliant sword masters in history may only be able to master one or two moves in their entire lives.

For this kind of opportunity similar to enlightenment, luck is really more important than talent and it cannot be forced.

"I was just suppressed by the evil ghost. I had a dream, but I did gain something. It should be worthy of the name of Dream Sword."

Arima Tadayasu said with emotion: "I was able to comprehend such swordsmanship before my eternal sleep, and I have the opportunity to pass it on to future generations. God has been very kind to me!"

Dong Yeyu was a little confused at first. Shifan's tone did not seem to express sadness and loss because his soul was about to dissipate. Instead, it seemed that there was a kind of joy and relief.

Maybe this is what it means to hear the truth in the morning and die in the evening?

"Teacher, what should I do?" Dong Ye Yu then asked.

Arima Tadayu pondered for two seconds. The conceptual swordsmanship of Dream Sword is more like magic than swordsmanship. It is the most powerful move of the Sky Blue Ittoryu swordsmanship school, and naturally the most difficult to learn.

If there is enough time, we can take a long-term view and teach slowly from concepts and ideas to actual implementation.

But time is running out, so I can only say a few words and demonstrate it briefly. I can only hope that Ayu is not an ordinary person and can understand my swordsmanship from a short period of experience.

"Ayu, you know a lot about Shenzhou. Have you ever heard of a saint named Zhuang Zhou and a story about him? It's about dreams."

"Are you referring to the story of Zhuangzi dreaming of a butterfly?"

Dong Ye Yu thought for a moment and then spoke.

"Ancient books record that Zhuang Zhou once dreamed he was a butterfly, fluttering about like a butterfly, and thought he was happy! He did not know he was Zhuang Zhou. Suddenly he woke up and found himself to be Zhuang Zhou. He did not know whether Zhuang Zhou dreamed he was a butterfly or the butterfly dreamed it was Zhuang Zhou. Zhuang Zhou and the butterfly must be different. This is called transformation of things."

"Since you remember it so clearly, I'm sure Yu also understands the meaning, right?"

Teaching a genius is easy, and teaching a genius who is knowledgeable and intelligent is even easier. Arima Tadayoshi felt relieved, because he didn't have to waste time talking to him, and he could have more time to learn swordsmanship.

Almost all those who practice Taoism should have read this scripture, after all, Zhuangzi is also one of the Taoist saints.

Dong Yeyu blurted out the standard answer: "This passage is about the unpredictable changes in the world. People who practice Taoism should understand the will of heaven, pursue the state of unity between heaven and man, and not be moved by external things."

"The Dream Sword has the same effect. Remember what you said. Let go of your guard. I will show you once. Feel it."

It's not a normal school. It's a war. I've only heard of sharpening a spear before a battle, but how can you sharpen a spear before a battle? Dong Yeyu was stunned: "But this ghost king..."

"Don't worry, my old friend has a way to hold him back for a while."

As soon as he finished speaking, the flood that had originally only reached the Ghost King's waist and slowed down his movements suddenly surged up.

Bang!
The originally turbulent water surface suddenly exploded, and thick water mist covered a large area of ​​space. Something drilled out from under the water, and the sound of surging water continued to be heard, turning into countless giant snakes made of water, which continued to entangle the Ghost King.

Chi Chi!

There was a sound of corroding metal coming from where the two were shaking.

"After so many years, you still only know this one trick or two. I'm tired of seeing you. Don't you have any new tricks?"

The Ghost King didn't seem to care about these corrosive giant snakes, and even crushed the heads of a few of them. His body armor was corroded into tatters, and his caged hands fell off at some point, revealing his thick arms.

However, his skin was not the rotten dark color of a dead person as imagined, but was no different from that of an ordinary person. It even had a faint golden hue. The corrosive water had no effect on his hands.

He laughed loudly as he wielded the giant sword made of filthy deathly energy at an extremely fast speed. The blade lights formed into one, as if it was wrapped by a pitch-black barrier. Any giant snake that approached would be cut into pieces and turned into countless water drops that fell back into the water.

But these giant snakes seemed endless. One second they were smashed, and the next second more giant snakes emerged from the bottom of the water.

In addition, Dong Yeyu had been activating the red gold treasure fan, and firebirds made of real fire were constantly circling around and harassing the Ghost King, which really made it difficult for the Ghost King to free his hands.

However, the Ghost King was not in a hurry. He thought that such spells would consume a lot of magic power, and when their magic power was exhausted, he would behead them.

"Are you ready?" The teacher's reminder came to his mind, and he immediately said: "The long time spent in the dream is only a moment in reality. The evil ghost is temporarily unable to escape, so don't worry."

"Please wait a moment, Master."

Dongye Yu thought for two seconds and was still a little worried about unexpected situations, so he took a deep breath and flew higher until he was level with the clouds. Above his head were rolling lead-black clouds and flashing lightning.

Then he sat in meditation and forgot his body and mind, separated his mind and body, and used the Wuxiang Sword to deal with emergencies.

"I'm ready, Sensei."

Dong Yeyu said, letting down your guard.

"Although the Dream Sword is an illusion we have woven, its effectiveness will be greatly reduced if we do not know the opponent's weaknesses. A strong person can easily see through it. Remember this."

As soon as the teacher finished speaking, the world, which had just been a doomsday scene, seemed to be shattered like a mirror lake disturbed by ripples. When it became calm and clear again, it had turned into a completely different scene.

It is at the entrance of Inari Shrine. The New Year's Day is usually in autumn, with clear skies and gentle breezes.

There were many tourists coming and going, but they were all wearing kimonos with an ancient charm. The Komainu outside the torii gate were exactly the same as I remembered.

But the highway had disappeared, replaced by a mountain road. Turning around, even the city was gone. There were only some villages and settlements at the foot of the mountain. Merchants traveled back and forth on the official road, and there were also nobles sitting in sedan chairs. A big city could be seen in the distance, but it was very different from what I remembered.

What was it in my memory?

Where is this from?

Dong Yeyu felt that he seemed to have forgotten something very important. The mountain path was narrow, and someone behind him urged: "Why are you hysterical?"

So I had to subconsciously follow the tourists into the Torii gate and climb up the shrine road which was covered with red maples and the silhouettes of the golden sun.

Higashino Yu observed the entire way up the approach to the shrine and washed his hands at the hand-washing pavilion. He felt a sense of familiarity in his heart, as if he had experienced this many times before.

There were many elegantly dressed noble men and women walking around the shrine in groups, followed by their servants, who spoke in low voices as if they were afraid of disturbing the gods.

Dong Yeyu walked in dazed, like Jerry who had just entered the big city. When he passed the worship hall, he felt that it was empty, as if there was nothing inside, so he did not pay much attention to it. Finally, he stood at the gate of a courtyard with the words "Zhilan Courtyard" written on it, in a daze.

crunch~
The gate of the courtyard was suddenly opened, and a little priestess in white clothes and red hakama pushed the door open carefully. She was not tall, only about 1.45 meters tall, and looked quite petite. Her skin was as white as the tender and crystal flesh of a peach, and her hair was very thick, slightly curly brown-red, and simply combed together and tied with a red ribbon at the end.

She bumped into him head-on. Dong Ye Yu was in a daze, so he didn't dodge, and the two of them bumped into each other.

"Ah!" The witch jumped away like a frightened cat, and when she saw a tall man standing at her door, she apologized quickly. Dong Yeyu stared at her blankly, feeling very familiar and kind, but also confused. Her face was very beautiful and cute, and there was a unique temperament between her eyebrows, as if she did not belong to the mortal world. She should be someone he knew, but he felt a little unclear.

Seeing that he ignored her, the little witch waved her hand in front of his eyes and said, "Sir, what are you doing standing at my door? Is something bothering you?"

After asking several times without getting a response, the little witch saw that the man in front of her looked like an idiot. Her face gradually turned pale, and she ran home crying and yelled, "Grandpa, I hit a man and made him stupid!"

Not long after, she came over with an elderly priest. Dong Ye Yu took a quick look and found that the priest looked quite familiar, but he also had a vague feeling about him.

I didn't know what I said, nor what the other party asked. I seemed to be confused for a moment, and then I heard him say.

"Since you have nowhere to go, why don't you stay at the Inari Shrine for a while? I won't let you live there for free. My family is not prosperous. My wife and I are too old, and our granddaughter is too young. We are too busy to take care of everything. If you come to help, we can also take a break."

"What's your name?"

"Iori Tadamichi."

Iori Tadamichi? I seem to have heard this name somewhere.

Dong Ye Yu thought to himself that he didn't know where to go now, so it would be nice to stay here for a while, so he said something like "sorry for disturbing you".

The little witch didn't seem to be dissatisfied with having one more person in the house. She spoke softly, with a sense of alienation from the world, and took Dong Ye Yu to the room prepared for him.

"Dongye Nissan comes from the outside world. Can you tell me what is out there?" The little witch acted very properly.

"Outside"

Dong Ye Yu pondered for two seconds, countless images flashed through his mind, and he began to tell the little witch about the bizarre things in his mind, which seemed like nonsense to people at that time.

But the little witch was very curious. She supported her cheeks with her hands, and her dreamy eyes were sparkling.

After spending some time together, Higashino Yugang became more familiar with the priest's family.

The outside world was in chaos. It was said that daimyo around Edo were attacking each other, and there were even stragglers such as deserters wandering to the Inari Shrine.

"Dongye Nissan, bandits are coming, you'd better leave quickly!" The little witch hurried back to the courtyard.

A priest's exclamation was heard from the shrine. Dongye Yu didn't care why he could hear it so far away. He angrily drew out the priest's sacred sword. He was very familiar with the sword and it worked very well in his hand.

Higashino Yu tried his sword and rushed out of the courtyard. He forgot everything in his excitement. When he came to his senses, his hands and body were covered in blood. Behind him were wandering samurai who were broken into pieces and some foot soldiers who looked more like bandits than soldiers.

The young witch helped the old priest up, then walked over with small steps with some worry, checked him up and down before she breathed a sigh of relief.

After that, Higashino Yu's relationship with the priest's family became better.

Life seemed to have been fast-forwarded. Every day, Dong Yeyu was so busy that he could not catch his breath. He had to receive tourists, clean the shrine, and help the priests organize various routine festivals - there were so many festivals, several times a month.

Some festivals will have fireworks shows, and people from the surrounding villages and towns will hold a small market at the shrine, hanging red lanterns, which is more lively than usual.

Every time this happened, the little witch would shuttle through the crowd like a butterfly, and pull Dong Yeyu to buy all kinds of delicious snacks - all using her pocket money.

Dong Yeyu felt a little embarrassed at first to spend a child's money. Due to the ban on meat, the meals they ate on a regular basis were too light, and he had to hunt mountain whales frequently - mountain whales are wild boars.

I will repay her later. With this in mind, he ate the teppanyaki he had just bought peacefully, without any doubt as to why teppanyaki existed in this era.

When it comes to the final fireworks moment, the two of them will bring various snacks bought from the market and sit on the small hill behind the courtyard, eating snacks, enjoying the comfortable night breeze, and chatting casually.

Many times, Higashino Yu couldn't even keep up with the speed at which the girl's thoughts jumped, but she actually enjoyed chatting like this.

Dong Ye Yu suspected that she was deliberately making fun of him.

But after the excitement, the daily chores have to continue.

They do not stop even in winter. They have to sweep the snow in the courtyard and shrine, clear the snow from the beams, etc. Cleaning snow from the roof is especially dangerous.

At first the old priest would come to look after him, but Dong Ye Yu was very skilled and nothing went wrong, so he could just relax and read in the study.

The good relationship did not seem to hinder the old priest from issuing orders for dry groceries.

The meal was not wasted at all. Dongye Yu complained while sweeping the snow on the roof.

The little witch sat in the corridor holding a warm wine jug, her little feet in white socks swaying gently on the edge of the corridor.

"Tono Nissan, do you believe that there are monsters in this world?"

"Do not believe."

"But Miko has seen monsters!"

"What kind of monster is it?"

"Woo, it's a big fox, white, very cute, very powerful, with beautiful fur."

"The fox should have used one."

"But it's very big. Miko thinks a fox would be more suitable."

"If it's big, shouldn't you use one end?"

"It's too bloated, just like a fox!" The little witch puffed up her face slightly, looked up at Dong Ye Yu, but then her face changed color.

"careful!"

"I'm super!"

puff!
"My leg is broken. It looks like I need to take some time to recover. I may not be able to work. You have to take responsibility, Miko." Dong Yeyu lay on the ground and couldn't get up. The little witch laughed angrily, but still said seriously: "Okay!"

We have been living like this for who knows how many years. Every day seems the same, yet different. With the little witch around, the dull days seem to become a lot more interesting.

Dongye Yu's memory of the past is even more vague, and the present may be more important. He learned from the priest how to worship gods, how to organize festivals, and how to interact with those nobles.

One day, Dong Ye Yu was sitting in the study room with the old priest and talking about the world. The little priestess kept winking at him, wanting him to go out and play with her. The old priest seemed to be unable to see his granddaughter's expression, and looked at Dong Ye Yu with a serious expression and asked.

"Ayu, are you willing to join the Iori family?"

Dong Ye Yu subconsciously looked at the little witch, and only then realized that the girl from that year had grown up.

(End of this chapter)