sinovels Chapter 9 The first knife
Chapter 9 The first knife
[In a sleepless night, he suddenly thought of his mother, and then he couldn't help crying bitterly. 】
Sanada Nobuzo was leaning in the corner. After the out-of-control battle, he held his sword like this, leaning in a remote corner without saying a word.
Don't listen, don't look, never look sideways.He just lowered his head quietly, silent as if he was asleep, surrounded by indifference of rejection.
In the battle, Hong Jiaodong used ice to freeze the building again, and at the same time sealed the actions of Taibaiyuanfu and Ye Yintou, and then Shokomeko sneaked into the building and recovered the nuclear bomb.The hero group wins.
It is very similar to the first battle, with impulsive enemies and witty heroes, but the two battles feel completely opposite.
Bakugo Katsuki's explosion gives people a feeling that this guy is very strong, very strong, but what is revealed in the violent explosion is his excellent combat awareness, not just random fights but adaptability, strong personality and flexible response , can't help but be amazed.However, Izuku Midoriya, with his uncontrollable personality and weak ability to resist, sacrificed himself in the end and won the hero's victory with the failure of the battle, which is also amazing.
It can be said that it was a wonderful battle, but in the second match, there was only creepy shudder.
Crazy wild dogs, ice thorns expanding everywhere, and two powerful collisions did not produce a bloody battle, but a frightening and fatal fight.
Especially Sanada Shinzo, who didn't say a word after that, changed his usual smile and cheerfulness, and hid in a gloomy and dangerous corner, as if he was out of tune with the world.
He is a dangerous man.
After the hero basic class ended, Sanada Nobuzo did not return to the classroom, but left silently. Liri Ochako wanted to talk to him, but he shook his head and refused.
But fortunately, when he refused, his expression was gentle. Although he was a little tired, he had already removed the madness and coldness of the battle.
Izuku Midoriya's injuries were not serious, but frequent injuries still inevitably caused damage to his body and the healing effect of the healing girl, and he was still bandaged until he left the medical room.
The first basic class of heroes came to an end in this way. Some people cheered up their courage, some made oaths, some were thoughtful, and some remained silent.
At night, the night wind was blowing the branches and the bright moon. Sanada Shinzo was still sitting by the window. He opened the window, and the night wind gently and tenderly blew over the wound on his cheek.He was sitting on the window sill, with his left leg bent against the window frame, and his right leg hanging lazily outside the window, and he would fall down with just a slight push.
Sanada Nobuzo held his sword in his arms, lowered his head and stroked the blade, feeling the quiet pulsation of the sword.
Today he is out of control.He recalled today's indoor battle training, his memory was fuzzy, and his thinking was chaotic.He can clearly recall the feeling at that time, the freedom of rushing to the extreme speed, the excitement of swiping the sword forcefully, the joy of fighting regardless of everything, the cold and biting catalyst, the rusty bait, and the prediction of the first fall.All this made him feel refreshed and joyful.
But he was out of control.He knew that he should not be so sharp and deadly, he knew that he should not be obsessed with fighting and should return to defense, he knew that the task was to hold Hong Jiaodong instead of killing him.However, as if divided, he looked at the wild dog attacking madly through the glass rationally and indifferently, feeling contemptuous and disgusted.
He was affected.
"Don't touch." He whispered the name of the knife he used to use, holding the handle of the knife tightly with his right hand, his knuckles turning white.
The trapped beast roared and whimpered unwillingly in the cage, uttering hateful anger and resentment, and the smell of blood filled its mouth. The poisonous snake quietly crawled out from under the flowers, revealing its fangs secretly, and launched an attack suddenly.
Dao Buzhan is a demon sword, Sanada Shinzo has always understood this point, he thought he would not be attacked by poisonous snakes, but today's loss of control almost made him collapse.
At the moment when the knife stopped, Sanada Shinzo took control of his body, and then the indifferent soul found that the heart of the body was beating with fear, cold sweat from the spine to the back of the neck, the joints were white, and the mouth was full of sweet blood taste.
"Sorry," he said, fighting back his fear. "I lost control."
Then in the next class, he forcibly suppressed the fear of the body, which was the fear of poisonous snakes, the fear of wild dogs, and the fear of killing, which was snake venom.
That poison gives the body fear and trembling, and this poison from the body also affects the indifferent soul.He felt emotions of fear, including fear and cowardice.Like a boy who has never seen blood facing a crazy murderer, he is afraid of this darkness, panicked by this madness, and becomes cowardly by this instigation.
Suddenly he came to hell, so his hair stood on end.
He used the rest of the time to calm the fear in his heart and comfort his frightened body. He was exhausted and scarred. In the end, he could only respond to the world with a tired smile, and then hid in a corner and cried bitterly.
Afterwards, All Might, who was found, saw such a scene.
Sanada Nobuzo hid among the branches, holding the lotus in his arms, and suddenly saw All Might think of those survivors who had just escaped from the disaster. The gap between despair and hope, death and life is too great, so that no one has experience to lose shelter The child could only cry bitterly.
Both joy and fear.
So All Might didn't step forward to bother the crying child, and didn't bother the child who had to stand up again after the disaster and face the unknown road ahead.
"He'll be a hero," All Might thought.
People who have experienced disasters will become strong and soft, not only have the courage to face the destruction, but also have compassion for others due to the destruction.
At this moment, he no longer worried about the boy who was born to die during the entrance examination.
For he has been reborn after death.
"Lianhua," the boy cried, his voice hoarse. "It's ridiculous, Lianhua."
"I thought my will was firm enough, I thought my sword was sharp enough, I thought I could see good and evil in the world, I thought I could prove the way, and practice the way of loyalty in the name of a warrior."
"But I was wrong, I was so wrong. My will is not enough to firmly believe, and my sword is not enough to pierce the darkness. I was bewitched and shaken, and I was bewitched by evil spirits and almost committed unrighteous things."
"Lianhua, I have gone astray, I have violated the way of the samurai, I am becoming a murderous sword instead of the way of the samurai."
"It was horrible, I almost never came back."
Lianhua's saber bell swayed slightly, making a small ringing sound, as if to comfort the soul returning from hell.
"Is this inevitable? Is this the meaning of my coming here? To wake me up from my lost path, calm me down and let me be reborn." The young man stroked the blade and whispered, but his tears couldn't stop.
Wakizashi let out a low hum, and a slight vibration was transmitted into his hands, like a wise man who guided him without speaking.
Don't be angry, don't be angry, don't be angry.Bushido cannot be exhausted, everything requires experience.
Childish children gain great power, and if they don't have a guide to guide them, they won't be able to find the way, and if they don't have a tenacious heart, they will get lost at the fork in the road.
And now, Sanada Shinzo, this 15-year-old boy who is still immature, this young samurai who just woke up from the fork in the road, fortunately returned to the world from hell, and returned to human beings from evil spirits.
Surviving a catastrophe will bring blessings. This statement means that those who have experienced disasters and hardships will gain richer experience than others, understand hardship and despair, and have the courage and vitality to break through disasters.
Although they face the world in silence, they can keenly detect the most subtle waves in people's hearts.They are silent, but always full of compassion and care.
This is their tenderness.
And the young man named Sanada Shinzo may be immature and staggering, but he has truly embarked on his own Bushido.
That is the restrained and gentle path.
Just like the lotus flower that will hum silently in the lingering evening wind.
The author has something to say: update at noon to motivate me to save the manuscript today www
This is Sanada Shinzo's one-man show!
It was mentioned earlier that this person was born to die, but in fact he could only be regarded as facing death at that time. He blindly pursued death and military exploits and thus deviated from Bushido, but he did not notice it due to the influence of non-stick.In this battle, due to the enemy's strength, resistance to temptation, and quantitative change to qualitative change, he was almost completely used by the demon sword.After realizing it, he was afraid and regretted, his previous self-confidence was shattered, and the feeling of being tempted made him fear. Sanada Shinzo was hit by the disaster, but he survived and began to explore his original beliefs and Bushido from the source. Create a new self.
I wrote this the day before yesterday and my whole body collapsed, because the turning point here was completely unexpected.Originally, I thought it would be good to let Sanada continue to write a bit extreme Bushido like this, but I couldn't help myself when I wrote it.
But even though it was a sudden turning point, the writing was unexpectedly smooth, as if it was a matter of course, so it unfolded like this.
However, the outline in my heart and some plot points and dialogues in my brain have been abolished. The connotation of bushido has to be re-cleared, and the character design has to be re-examined, so yesterday I spent a day on the text qwq
The beginning [in a sleepless night] is a poem that suddenly came to mind when I wrote it, and it was used here by accident (this is the level of my poetry writing! What the hell is yesterday!)
Next is the brand new Sanada Shinzo, please give me your advice!