Zongman: Starting with a Genetic Lock, Traveling Through the World

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And the first and most intense battle took place in the bathroom, not in the room.

"It's just that Eriri was too tired. After lunch, she fell asleep again." Hiroshi Aoki said calmly.

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Chapter 48 Two Legendary Weapons

"Fell asleep again?"

Sayuri was not surprised and nodded and went upstairs.

She entered Eriri's room.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but I always feel that there is something weird in the room, and there is a special atmosphere.

But upon closer inspection, there seems to be nothing.

"Are you still sleeping?"

Sayuri shook her head, walked to the bed and touched Eriri's forehead.

I felt relieved only after confirming that he didn't have a fever.

Because Eriri's face was abnormally flushed, even her neck was stained red.

Sayuri had no idea of this.

This is the aftermath of the war that has not yet faded.

Aoki Hiroshi and Eriri just finished their fight half an hour before she returned.

"Go on to sleep."

Sayuri smiled gently, left the room and returned to the first floor.

She said to Aoki Hiroshi who was lying on the sofa, "Mr. Aoki, I have already purchased more than 20 pieces of the cultural relics you asked me to collect, and they will be delivered tomorrow."

"Oh?" Aoki Hiroshi looked up in surprise.

"You've helped us, mother and daughter, so much. I must take it seriously." Sayuri said with a smile.

Hiroshi Aoki also smiled when he heard this.

I didn't expect Sayuri to be so quick.

Just right.

He can already go to the next world.

Before going, see if you can get a few legendary weapons.

"Aoki-kun, since the food will arrive tomorrow, why don't you stay here tonight?" Sayuri said, "So you don't have to run around."

"Okay." Hiroshi Aoki had no objection.

that's it.

Hiroshi Aoki continued to stay at Sawamura's house tonight.

However, Eriri avoided him and locked the door when she slept at night.

So much so that Hiroshi Aoki regretted that he could not continue to be intimate.

"This child..."

Sayuri sighed helplessly, thinking that her daughter was just too shy.

After all, Eriri's personality has always been like this.

……

The next day.

A large number of cultural relics were sent to the Sawamura family.

"Mr. Aoki, do you see if there is anything that suits your taste?" Sayuri said with a smile.

"Ah."

Aoki Hiroshi responded and glanced around.

The living room floor is filled with cultural relics.

Swords, knives, flutes, stone carvings, prayer beads, vajra, jade magatama, fans, samurai armor, horse bones, longbows, wine glasses...

There are many varieties.

They all meet Aoki Hiroshi's criteria of being "corresponding myths and legends that have been passed down for more than five hundred years."

At the same time, the completeness is greater than 50%.

'There are six that meet the requirements,' Aoki Hiroshi thought as he took a quick look.

Apart from those six, the others are either imitations or not widely known.

After all, there will be deviations in the spread of records in later generations.

'Out of these six items, only two suit my taste,' Aoki Hiroshi thought, his eyes settling on one of the swords and the wine glass.

He reached out and took the two pieces in his hands.

The other four items have little effect, but their supernatural effects are better than nothing.

Not worth recasting.

Only these two...

"It's the Moon Shadow Cut and the Dragon's Sorrow Bottle!"

Sayuri laughed and introduced, "The Tsukikage-Kiri is said to be a famous sword left behind by a samurai from the Kanto region five hundred years ago who slew a wolf demon that could absorb the power of moonlight."

"The Dragon's Sorrow Wine Bottle is a 'devilish tool' created by an Onmyoji over nine hundred years ago."

"It's called an 'evil tool' because he used this cup to seize the blood of the three nobles and steal their power."

While talking.

Sayuri found the corresponding introduction booklet and handed it to Hiroshi Aoki.

Hiroshi Aoki took it, flipped through it, and nodded.

He decided to recast these two items.

"Aoki-kun, how about these two artifacts offsetting two commissions?" Sayuri said, "We've commissioned you four times in total. Taking these two out, we still have two more commissions left."

"Okay." Hiroshi Aoki nodded.

"In that case, how about Aoki-kun staying here for a while?" Sayuri blinked, and with the energy and playfulness of a young girl, she said, "I will gradually collect various cultural relics, which will be convenient for you to check."

Continue living?

Hiroshi Aoki couldn't help but turn his head and look at Sayuri.

"It's just a small suggestion." Sayuri looked away guiltily.

Aoki Hiroshi smiled but said nothing.

then.

He then settled down at Sawamura's house.

……

The following days.

While reforging two legendary weapons, Hiroshi Aoki carried Sayuri on his back and was intimate with his daughter.

The two of them took advantage of Sayuri being out.

Have fun in various places and in various postures.

to the back.

Hiroshi Aoki tried to replicate the techniques in Eriri's book, and he even tried to learn and imitate them while watching, which made Eriri so shy that she couldn't stand it.

She ran away.

I went to Tokyo on Toyonosaki's school trip.

Hiroshi Aoki naturally did not participate.

He spent more time with Sayuri in the villa.

……

choke!

A flash of cold light leaped out from the empty room on the third floor of the villa.

Aoki Hiroshi held the Tsukikage Cut and waved it gently.

The blade cuts through the air, making a whooshing sound that sounds sharp and intimidating.

"Tsukikageri!"

Aoki Hiroshi looked at the recast Tsukikage Qiri in his hand.

The blade was clear and shiny, like washed water, and it seemed transparent in the sunlight and disappeared.

And if it is night.

This knife will reflect the subtle light around it, creating a bright moonlight-like glow.

"Also, the Dragon's Sorrow Wine Bottle!"

With his other hand, Aoki Hiroshi took out a wine glass carved from bluish-white jade.

"The bottle's effect is to steal the life, soul, and strength of the strong, brewing it into blood wine. After drinking it, it becomes a supplement to oneself."

"More than nine hundred years ago, an Onmyoji slaughtered the people of the Minamoto, Taira, and Fujiwara clans."

"These three clans are descendants of the three noble sons Amaterasu, Tsukuyomi, and Susanoo."

"That Onmyoji used a wine bottle to steal Sanguizi's divine power."

Aoki Hiro murmured.

He looked at the wine bottle in admiration. This was his most valuable legendary weapon.

In subsequent collection.

The artifacts obtained were either fakes, did not meet the conditions for recasting, or did not meet Aoki Hiroshi's preferences.

"For now, that's all."

Hiroshi Aoki is not greedy, these two items are enough for now.

He sheathed the Moon Shadow, put the bottle close to his body, turned around and walked out of the empty room.

The second floor.

In a dedicated wine room.