There are many side halls next to the main hall of the shrine, which are called "halls". In fact, the size is just that. For a relatively poor village, it is enough to spend enough manpower and material resources to build a quite huge shrine.
The respect they have for the gods in their hearts.
The main hall facing the main gate of the shrine is the place where gods are worshiped. The large open space in front of the main hall is also the place where sacrifices are held.
The god enshrined in Yae Village is a "Fox God". As for what the god looks like, Yaeji has not yet known. He can only make some guesses from the fox mask left in the shrine.
Ever since he witnessed that sacrifice as a child, Yaeji's high respect for the gods has gradually diminished.
He always has a bold idea in his mind.
Judging from the records, after each sacrifice, heavy rains would fall from the sky to alleviate the drought in Yae Village. The "Fox God" was given countless titles by the villagers, and the one who was called the "Rain God" the most.
The territory that believes in the Rain God actually experiences severe droughts from time to time? In Yaeji's view, the 'Fox God' they worship is probably not the 'Fire God'.
Of course, he only thought about this disrespectful thought in his own mind, and did not even tell his two closest sisters. If this matter comes from the children of the Eightfold God, what is the difference between it and a major earthquake?
Yaeji concluded the small theater in his mind, took a deep breath, and opened the door of a side hall.
The aroma of cherry blossoms poured into Yaeji's nostrils just like the sunshine rushing into the temple.
The fragrance is very light, but it makes people feel more comfortable and happy.
In this side hall, apart from a platform and a special wooden stand for displaying knives on the platform, there is only one long knife with an exquisite shape.
The originally simple side hall has once again been sublimated under the influence of the artistic conception of this sword. As long as someone enters the hall, their eyes will definitely be attracted by the long knife, even if there are many embellishments around it, it will not help.
Yaeji didn't believe it at first, but now, the only thing left in his world was the knife.
The sword is a spiritual sword enshrined in the shrine. It has a name as beautiful as cherry blossoms - "Sakura Fukiyuki".
Yae Ji didn't know when Sakura Fukiyuki appeared in the shrine, but 'Sakura Fukiyuki' was definitely older than him. Perhaps his long-dead grandparents knew its origins.
But none of this is important. Legend has it that a certain generation of shrine maidens from the Yae family realized the [Falling Sakura Slash] from 'Sakura Blowing Snow'. Later, all the Yae clan members who could perform all six stages of [Falling Sakura Slash] were
Qualified to enter the territory of 'Sakura Fukiyuki'.
Yaeji held his breath.
The origin of the name "Sakura Fukiyuki" is not made up randomly, but there are too many cherry blossom elements on this spiritual sword. The slightly curved blade shows the color of cherry blossoms as a whole. I don't know if it is because of the excessive shape of the tip.
Due to the light, a touch of cherry white blends in very well.
The handle is not made of wood, but it is made of unknown material. It is divided into three sections, consisting of three colors: white, black, and gray. The front part looks like a cherry blossom logo composed of gray and white.
The forehead, or the back of the sword grid, is composed of a streak of snow-white hair. The more Yae Ji looks at it, the more it looks like the hair of a fox.
Could it be...that it belongs to the Fox God?
The sword grille is slightly convex, extending a distance in front of the back of the sword, giving people a sharpness that is comparable to that of a sword blade, giving the originally peerless beauty 'Sakura Fukiyuki' an extra sense of fierceness.
The entire sword has many connections with "sakura". The master who built the spiritual blade must have been obsessed with cherry blossoms.
The figure of his sister Yae Sakura flashed in Yae Ji's mind. In his opinion, this sword is a perfect match for her!
To be honest...his elder brother's sword skills are not as good as Yae Sakura's. If not...
Yae Ji frowned, and a picture similar to a blue panel immediately flashed in his mind.
The branch of [Luo Ying Zhan]...
【Crazy flowers bloom】
【Dazzling Blade】
【Powder】
Skill points?
And...the anti-god miko!
Against God!
Yaeji's delicate little face turned pale slightly. Although he had thoughts of disrespecting God in his heart, the consequences of disobeying the gods, or rebelling against the gods, would be much greater than disrespecting the gods.
Yae Ji fearfully glanced at Sakura Fukiyuki, whose cherry-colored blade was emitting a faint light. Thinking of all the things in the previous dream, he could imagine a big drama.
[Cherry Falling Slash] was understood from Sakura Fukiyuki, and after using the skill points to light up the three branches of [Cherry Falling Slash], the words 'Anti-God Miko' lit up...
The fox god doesn't know how to use human knives!
Could it be that 'Sakura Fukiyuki' was once a weapon used by the anti-god miko?
'No! This must be the monster in the evil box affecting me!'
Yae Ji seemed to be in a daze.
Sakura Fukiyuki's aura attracted him, and the words 'Anti-God Miko' kept appearing in his mind. Yae Ji first bowed to Sakura Fukiyuki, the spiritual sword, and then walked to the side of the spiritual sword.
The faint smell of cherry blossoms is just right, and the wooden frame displaying the cherry blossoms is shrouded in this scent all year round, making it look even more mysterious.
Yaeji's heartbeat quickened, all the things related to the gods were forgotten in his mind, and he lightly touched the blade of the blade with his cherry-white fingertips.
Slightly cool.
I don't know if it was Yaeji's illusion, but the spiritual sword in front of him seemed to be trembling slightly like him. A call from the depths of his blood caused his palm to slowly grasp the handle of the unknown texture.
"Hey!——"
Sakura Fukiyuki, who had been on the wooden stand for who knows how many years, let out a sword chant, and there was a vague illusion of phantom cherry blossoms falling around her.
'Fancy.'
Yae Ji looked strange. He could swear to the most respected Fox God that this was definitely not what he was thinking in his heart!
"But... the magic cherry blossoms falling and so on are indeed very flashy." Yaeji murmured.
The spiritual sword in its hand trembled slightly, seeming to show its dissatisfaction. If Sakura Fukiyuki could speak, she would probably start cursing right now.
Yaeji swung the spiritual sword a few times at will, and suddenly a cherry-colored horizontal wave of swords burst out, striking directly at the door with lightning speed!
"Click~"
The door to the side hall seemed to be made of paper, broken into two pieces, and fell to the ground.
Sakura, who was making soup for Rin in the yard, glanced over here and saw her father rushing there, so she knew something was going to happen.
"you!--"
Yae Sakura took the soup and walked back to the house. From such a distance, she could hear her father's "roaring" voice.
"Sister, there seems to be something wrong with Father's voice?"
Yae Sakura scooped out the soup and blew on the spoon with her small mouth. After blowing away the heat, she carefully handed it to Rin's mouth.
After Rin drank the soup, Yae Sakura put the spoon in the bowl and stirred it, blowing on it with her mouth from time to time.
"I'm afraid my brother will make father angry again."
Rin glanced outside suspiciously, but unfortunately from her angle, she could not directly see the side hall where the spiritual sword was enshrined.
At this time, in the side hall, Yae Ji was not being disciplined as Yae Sakura had imagined. Instead, his father looked at his bewildered son holding a spiritual sword in front of him with a shocked expression.
"Is this the door you cut down?"
A trace of panic flashed across Yaeji's face. He was still afraid that his father, the Lord of Yaeji, would get angry.
His big eyes turned around, and out of the corner of his eye he saw a hint of cherry white on the spiritual sword.
Yaeji looked up at his father who stood in front of him with dignity, and said sincerely: "You may not believe it, but it was the hand that moved the knife first!"