Tokyo Sword Saint Online Dealing

"Tell me, Lord of a Hundred Demons."

"Who are you? Who am I?"

The figure in white slightly raised his head, revealing a cold smile.

"You're very smart."

Uesugi Kiyoshi returned the same cold smile.

"Is this considered self-praise?"

The person in white in the mirror shook their head.

"Since you've said something like that, it means you already have the answer in your heart."

Only when you praise yourself can you truly be considered self-promoting.

Uesugi Kiyoshi tilted his head and said persistently, "I want you to admit it."

The figure in the mirror stared at Uesugi Kiyoshi for a few seconds before finally nodding.

"These are the things I was going to tell you since you came here."

"You must have used the Mirror of Enlightenment and entered a state of soul awakening. This method is common in peaceful times, but many people don't know that humans in this state are the safest."

"Their thinking cannot be detected by any external factors."

"That's why we're waiting for you here."

As for your question?

"Hey, you guessed pretty much right, didn't you?"

“That was my past life.” The white-clad figure in the mirror pointed to the person in the mirror opposite him.

“And I am your past life.” He then pointed to Uesugi Kiyoshi.

"That's the kind of relationship we have."

Are you satisfied with this answer?

Uesugi Kiyoshi clenched his fists, showing no sign of relaxing.

"So, why exactly do we need to talk about these things in an absolutely safe place?"

"Was it so difficult to write it directly in the Hyakki Emaki? Why did you keep it from me?"

"And what exactly is my relationship with Uesugi Kiyoshi? Why don't I have any memories of you, and I can't even remember your name?"

"What happened?!"

The Lord of a Hundred Ghosts, dressed in white, remained silent for a few seconds before speaking softly.

"Because our former enemy might be able to detect the methods we painstakingly laid out, only here can we avoid being discovered by them."

"This is the deepest part of your heart."

"For the same reason, such things should never be written down, much less leave a trace."

"What do you think we are?"

"We are merely remnants of your soul, the key to unlocking your lost memories. After today, we will vanish into thin air!"

"So don't waste our time. I'll tell you what I can, and you'll have to find out for yourself what I can't later."

"As for Uesugi Kiyoshi, you don't need to worry about him. That's just who you are."

"However, I have sealed away Uesugi Kiyoshi's memories of the extraordinary and his past life. I set it so that he would only remember them after encountering the extraordinary."

"They will remember that they are a time traveler, that they are not native to this world, and at the same time, they will begin to prepare for the launch of the Hundred Demons Scroll."

"Three generations of planning, countless people's hard work, all for your growth."

"In short, that's the story."

Uesugi Kiyoshi frowned, wanting to ask more; he had too many doubts in his mind.

What happened back then? How were the so-called fragmented memories retrieved? How did the Lord of a Hundred Ghosts die? And what's the story behind Li Fuyao?

He had too many questions about the details.

But the person in the mirror didn't say a word to him.

"Go see for yourself the rest!"

The Lord of a Hundred Demons reached out and emerged from the mirror, pulling Uesugi Kiyoshi directly into it.

The next second, the world was spinning.

Uesugi Kiyoshi promptly fainted.

Chapter 252 Apricot

A hazy chill crept over Uesugi Kiyoshi's body, causing him to shiver involuntarily.

When his consciousness returned to his body in a hazy state, he suddenly sat up.

A tearing pain reverberated in his brain, as if someone had reached into his head, stirred it around, and then punched him hard a few times.

But the memories that flooded back made him forcefully endure the pain and open his eyes.

He clearly remembered that he was in a dark, secret place, with two mirrors in front of him and behind him, and three versions of himself, telling the story of his past and present lives.

It turns out that none of this was a coincidence.

However, after he was pulled into the mirror and woke up from his coma, he was already in another place.

This was a cramped house that looked very dilapidated and had very little furniture. Uesugi Kiyoshi went through it in his mind and thought it must be a traditional Japanese "longhouse".

"Nagaya" is a type of detached house, typically a single-story dwelling. In ancient Japan, it was called "shitamachi," meaning the residence of ordinary people in working-class areas.

This is a wooden house built to fit into the narrow alley. Although ancient Japan was sparsely populated, cities with suitable living environments were actually quite rare. In addition, ancient residents' residences were generally located in "castle towns" that were adjacent to "castles". Due to the limited area, in order to accommodate as many residents as possible, this kind of rectangular, narrow but highly practical commoner's house became very popular. It actually only has one room. After entering and passing through the entrance hall, you enter the entire space of the house.

Uesugi Kiyoshi lay by the window, the bedding beneath him soft and warm, but not far from him was a straw mat and a thin blanket.

It's hard to imagine that something so crude is used for sleeping.

In the center of the room was a stove half-buried in the ground, surrounded by a few tatami mats woven from straw, and a few boxes in the corner. That was all the furnishings.

"How shabby!"

Uesugi Kiyoshi sighed, patted his head, pulled back the covers, stood up, and stretched his arms and legs.

His physical condition was not bad; it should be his own body, not someone else's. After he stood up, he immediately saw a jet-black katana by the window and picked it up and hung it at his waist.

Although he still hadn't made contact with the Mirage Tower or the Hundred Ghosts Scroll, he hadn't lost his swordsmanship. With a sword by his side, he suddenly felt more confident.

I put on my wooden clogs and pushed open the door to the longhouse.

A magnificent sunset was in the air, burning brilliantly amidst the wisps of smoke rising from the chimneys. The alleyways were narrow, but people passed by from time to time, so they were not desolate.

Uesugi Kiyoshi took a deep breath. The air was fresh, and it didn't feel like he was in an environment; rather, it felt like reality.

He roughly understood where he was and who he was.

He is probably playing himself from hundreds of years ago, during the Heian period, as the "Lord of a Hundred Demons".

Based on the events recorded in that previous diary, Uesugi Kiyoshi could guess where he was now.

The Lord of a Hundred Demons of the Minamoto clan committed a crime and was exiled from Kyoto to Musashi Province—smelling the faint sea breeze in the air, this must be Musashi Province, located by the sea.

He should now be in exile, following the events recorded in that diary.

The Lord of a Hundred Ghosts said that there were some things he should see for himself.

This is probably the way to get him to "see".

Looking around with interest, Uesugi Kiyoshi wasn't under much pressure because he understood that this wasn't "reality," but rather a "dream" that had been created, and that none of this should affect him.

Instead, he began to look forward to what would happen next.

Just as he was deep in thought, a series of hurried footsteps approached.

Looking around, Uesugi Kiyoshi saw a somewhat hurried figure turning at the end of the alley, rushing towards him.

He paused for a few seconds, and in that moment of hesitation, the figure stumbled and fell into Uesugi Kiyoshi's arms.

Uesugi Kiyoshi did not dodge; instead, he carefully caught her.

He was so familiar with that face.

"Xingzi, are you alright?"

He instinctively spoke up to express his concern.

The girl in his arms was a larger version of Nohara Kyoko, with the same delicate and cute face and the same magnificent chest. However, compared to Nohara Kyoko, who was still in high school, the girl in his arms was a little more mature and taller. But in Uesugi Kiyoshi's arms, she still looked a little petite.

Upon hearing Uesugi Kiyoshi's words, the girl who looked exactly like Nohara Kyoko shyly raised her head, glanced at Uesugi Kiyoshi, and then looked away like a startled rabbit.

She stammered in a low voice, "Master, I am Xing, not Xingzi."

At the same time, Anzu felt both shy and happy—she was a "houseborn child" of the Genji family, without even a surname, only a given name. Her family had been servants of the Genji family for generations, and she had been chosen as the personal maid of the man before her. This meant that she would be inseparable from this noble young master of the Genji family for the rest of her life.

Even though she was arranged to be exiled with him, Xing was happy to accept it, because she had grown up with him since childhood and had an almost fanatical faith in him—he would never be confined to a small place for the rest of his life.

That was a great swordsman from Kyoto whom even Minamoto no Yorimitsu could not defeat!

Upon hearing these soft words, which sounded exactly like those of Nohara Kyoko, Uesugi Kiyoshi froze, muttering to himself.

"Apricot apricot"

"So that's how it is... But... how did she get involved with Yingcao?"

"This is definitely a human body, no doubt about it."

To confirm his thoughts, Uesugi Kiyoshi subconsciously touched the girl in his arms a few times, making Anzu's face turn bright red, as if it could bleed.

Just as Uesugi Kiyoshi realized his behavior was a bit indecent and wanted to apologize, several dog barks suddenly rang out.

As soon as Uesugi Kiyoshi looked up, he saw a Shiba Inu running over excitedly, barking wildly and circling around his feet, a surprisingly human-like, ingratiating smile appearing on its dog face.

Seeing this, Xing hurriedly called out, "Achai! Quiet down, or you won't get dinner!"

She was a little angry because the Shiba Inu had distracted her, and she had already slipped out of Uesugi Kiyoshi's arms.

Uesugi Kiyoshi crouched down and looked at the Shiba Inu named "Oshiba," his astonishment slowly turning into thoughtfulness.