Life Going Wild With Plug-ins

Chapter 6 Naming the Crematorium

Waking up at night released a wave of wolves in my heart. I don't know what time it is, but the sky is not yet bright.On the way back to the house, I saw a figure standing in the yard, his eyes were familiar, so I couldn't help but take a closer look.

The shadow guard's eyes were glazed, and he stood with his head down.A green blade was thrown on the ground, and the blade was covered with fine cracks.

I called a few times, but he didn't hear it.I had no choice but to step forward and pat him on the shoulder.

His reaction was very slow, he was ashamed of his status as a warrior, he turned his head in a daze, but I was startled.His eyes were red, and he looked like he was about to cry.

"At this time, if you don't sleep well, what kind of cool breeze can you eat here?"

The shadow guard replied: "This subordinate has been trained since childhood, practicing sword at this time every day, and has never slacked off."

Well, the conversation last night was all in vain, and I was a little annoyed: "The doctor ordered you to rest, don't mess around, don't practice."

"...Indeed, there is no need to practice any more." He tremblingly bent down and pressed on the sword, his tone filled with great pain, "...in this life...I can't hold the sword..."

He was so emotional that I was too scared to make a sound.The people I used to get along with didn't have any emotional ups and downs. I had never seen someone so moved. I didn't know how to comfort others, and I squatted beside him stupidly waiting for him to finish crying.

He seemed to have calmed down a bit, and raised his head, his eyes were still so dim that I was afraid: "This subordinate is already a useless person, unable to protect the master, please give me death."

"Hey, it's impossible! If you have an injury, take care of it. If you don't have the skills, you can practice from the beginning again. If you don't know what you have..." I know that people in this era will always die of old age even if there is no disease or disaster, but life and death are more ordinary than us too much.And this word, I absolutely dare not touch it: the longer you live, the more cowardly you become.

"My subordinates don't understand, what's the use of leaving me such a useless person..." He complained again.

"Where has it ever been useless!! You can know chopsticks, cook small dishes, and wash your face..." I sincerely praised him one after another, stroking his back, "My knowledge is almost a thousand years old. Newborn baby, there are many things to learn, you have the right to be with me."

I comforted him for a while, coaxing and coaxing him back into the quilt, and after tucking the quilt, his expression returned to normal a little bit.I let out a little breath, guessing that when I first met him, I was seriously injured, I don't know how much disaster I suffered, and I asked him to take care of me for a flower in the greenhouse, I couldn't help but feel guilty.

"By the way, what's your name?" I finally remembered this. "It's disrespectful for people to call you 'that follower' all the time."

After all, before the Creator God, everyone is equal.

The light that had just risen in his eyes sank again: "The man who walks in the night has never had a name... Although he was given a name by the previous master before, since he has been expelled, he is not qualified to mention it again."

He was depressed again, and I felt like shooting myself in the foot with regret, so I hurriedly said, "Then can I give you a new name?"

He was a little happy: "Naturally, I am honored."

It's a good idea to interject for a while, and I named it a crematorium, a ghost, I don't even have a name myself.But I remained calm and pretended to be calm: "Is there any rule for you to name?"

He said: "People who walk in the night usually have the surname Ye. The name itself can be as the master pleases."

"Okay, I've made a note of it. This matter needs to be carefully thought out. Allow me to weigh it for a few days." I answered the words seamlessly, wishing I could applaud suddenly in my heart.

The mood of the shadow guard obviously improved a lot, and he asked: "Can you teach me the name of the master...?"

"I don't have a name..." After I said this normally, the shadow guard's expression changed, and he returned to his previous respectful appearance: "Sorry, this subordinate has exceeded the rules..."

"No, no, no, no, no, wait a minute," I quickly stopped his intention of crying, "I really don't have a name or surname, let's understand it this way. The place I came from is very special, and there is no law about names. As a result, it was gradually abandoned. We all only have numbers, but no names...but this is really inconvenient." I touched my chin, and couldn't make up any good pronouns for a while, so I had to say, " Well, you help me get one."

The shadow guard was stunned: "... How can there be such a rule?"

"Just save me from fire and water." I patted him on the shoulder cautiously.

The shadow guard was stunned for a long time, and seeing my serious expression, he also became serious.He turned his head and thought for a while, and said: "This subordinate knows nothing about the master, so I don't know where to think of it. Ask the master, what ambition do you have?"

I was at a loss in my heart: "I just know that I won't end up in a hurry."

"Master, are you interested in government affairs? Or—"

I didn't have any idea, so I hastily replied: "There is nothing wrong with being above ten thousand people."

He was in doubt, but calmed down after a while, and said: "Since the master intends to win the Central Plains, he can take the surname of the king. The Xuanji Yuheng is a tool for the king to correct astronomy. The master has great ambitions, so the subordinates dared to take the 'Xuanheng' as the second name." word."

Jun Xuanheng...

I like this name very much, I am very happy, and hug him in my arms with satisfaction.

The shadow guard was attacked by me, caught off guard, and said embarrassingly: "It's just... the servant named the master for the master, it's really a fantasy, if I say it in the future, I'm afraid it will insult the master's reputation..."

My eyes lit up: "This is it!"

Shadow Guard: "Huh??"

"Night Tales...Night Tales." I read it once, and found it pleasant and easy to remember, and it also catered to his nocturnal rules, "Let's call it Night Tales."

When he realized it, he was also a little excited: "Night Tan thank the master for giving me the name."

"In this way, it turns out that you came up with the two names yourself." I went along with the flow and finished being lazy, but I couldn't help feeling guilty.

"The article is natural, and the skill is occasionally obtained. It is also the case..." He said softly, "Master is really a wonderful person."

I taught him that since we both have first and last names, we should call each other by first name, but he was very stubborn and refused to agree no matter what.

Thinking about training him slowly in the future, he let him go to sleep first.Close the door and come out, it is already daylight.

...I heard that you shouldn't sleep after dawn?Can I still sleep...?

(Night Tan is online, put a first version of the character design