【The Reflection of the Sword's Spine】 31 (Memories are always bloody)

Chapter 31 (Memories are always bloody)
Brother
Qi'er happily welcomed Yan Feiyun and his companions into his home. Although his house was a bit dilapidated,
it was clean and tidy, with everything one would need. Beside the house was a large iron stove, inside which sat
a half-cast iron sword.
Qi'er explained to Yan Feiyun and the other two, "Brother Qi'er is a blacksmith. He can forge any weapon
!"
Her brother chuckled, "Gentlemen, please don't listen to Qi'er's nonsense. I, Tie Xiong, am a rough man;
I only know how to forge blacksmiths, and I can only make a living this way!"
Qi'er led the three men into the house. "Gentlemen, although our place is a bit old, it's
quite spacious. You and Brother Feiyun can stay in these rooms. There's also a small
garden at the back door where you can practice martial arts."
Tie Xiong smiled and said, "This is a rural area, and the place is quite spacious. Qi'er's father
bought it when he was alive to give it to her as part of her dowry. Please stay if you don't mind."
Yan Feiyun quickly clasped his hands in thanks, "Brother Tie Xiong is so kind as to let the three of us stay temporarily; Feiyun is extremely grateful 　　 .
"
Tie Xiong laughed heartily, "Don't keep calling me 'Big Brother,' just call me Tie Xiong! Hahaha! We're having
such a good time today, let's close for a day and let Tie Xiong personally cook some home-style dishes for you all to try!
"
Qi'er clapped her hands happily, "That's wonderful! Qi'er hasn't eaten Big Brother's cooking for years!"
Tie Xiong took out a string of copper coins from his pocket and handed them to Qi'er, "Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and buy some meat and
vegetables. Most importantly, bring back a few ounces of wine; Big Brother wants to have a good drink with our three distinguished guests!"
Qi'er was overjoyed and said to Miyamoto Ying and Sakuragi Hong, "Young Master Miyamoto, Young Master Sakuragi, since
we're free anyway, why don't you come with Qi'er to pick out some of her favorite vegetables?"
Miyamoto Ying shook her head slightly, while Sakuragi Hong smiled and nodded, "I'll accompany Miss Qi'er!"
Although Miyamoto Ying's polite refusal disappointed Qi'er, she still enthusiastically took Sakuragi Niji's hand and went to buy
groceries.
As soon as Qi'er left, Tie Xiong's smile vanished, and he looked at Yan Feiyun and Miyamoto Ying with concern, saying, "Gentlemen
, could you please tell me frankly, has my little sister gotten into serious trouble?"
Yan Feiyun replied, "Brother Tie Xiong, my name is Yan Feiyun, please just call me Feiyun. Miss Qi'er
hasn't really gotten into any trouble; it's just that some people wouldn't let her go when she wanted to break free from her previous life."
Tie Xiong clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Although I'm just a rough man, I can tell that you three are no ordinary people
. I have only one request, and I beg you, Brother Yan, to grant it!"
Yan Feiyun quickly clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Brother Tie, you're too kind! Whatever your request, as long as it's within my power,
I will do my best!
" Tie Xiong smiled bitterly and said, "My little sister has always been ambitious and unrealistic, which is why she lost herself and became
a plaything for the powerful. I know that the person who won't let her go is that so-called Lu Qicheng, the great hero. I only ask that
you two do your best to save her life... She's my only sister in this life, and if possible, I'd be willing
to give my own worthless life for her happiness..."
Yan Feiyun immediately nodded and said, "Brother Tie, you flatter me. Although I only met your sister by chance, I won't
let villains do as they please. I will definitely do my best to protect Miss Qi'er."
With Yan Feiyun's promise, Tie Xiong finally smiled and buried himself in the kitchen preparing dinner. Yan Feiyun and
Miyamoto Ying sat in the hall, waiting for Sakuragi Niji and the other person to return. Miyamoto Ying gazed into the distance and murmured to herself, "I vaguely remember having a 　　brother who loved me
so much when I was little ..." Yan Feiyun didn't ask any questions, but listened attentively. 　　 "Sometimes, scenes from my childhood still appear in my dreams... I'm holding 　　a sword taller than myself, and I accidentally trip and fall. My brother will run over and wipe the dirt off my face... 　　" Her tone was dreamlike, as if she were lost in a dream. 　　 Yan Feiyun thought it was rare for Miyamoto Ying to open up about her past, so he let her continue. 　　 "Every day I would practice martial arts as soon as I woke up. My father was very strict. If I didn't meet his 　　requirements in any way, I wouldn't be allowed to eat that night... But my brother would secretly bring food to my room so 　　I could eat it secretly..." A rare smile appeared on Miyamoto Ying's face, making her whole face suddenly glow. 　　 "Later I found out that the food was sent by my brother on my father's orders... Although he seemed strict on the surface, 　　he actually loved me very much..." 　　 Her bright smile suddenly vanished. "But... these good days didn't last long... One day, 　　my father's enemies came knocking. They surrounded our house menacingly and burned it down 　　..." As she said this, the light in her eyes dimmed, and her smile disappeared. 　　 "I was young then, and my master risked his life to save me from our enemies. I was probably too terrified; 　　I only remember the house burning down, and I have no memory of what happened after that. All I know now is what my master 　　told me later..." 　　 Yan Feiyun's heart skipped a beat. "So you mean only your master witnessed what happened?" 　　 Miyamoto Ying nodded. "According to my master, our enemies were ruthless; after setting the fire, they killed anyone they saw. My father 　　's swordsmanship was originally no less than that man's, but seeing his family members die one by one, he was greatly shaken and lost in one move 　　. That man didn't kill my father immediately; instead, he slaughtered his family members in front of him, making him watch his 　　dearest people bleed like a river..." Her face was now bloodless, as if she had returned to that battlefield of carnage 　　. 　　 Her voice was ethereal and dreamlike. "The ground was covered in the blood of my loved ones... one after another, lifeless..."

"His head lay dead in a pool of blood... When they were about to kill me, my father couldn't bear to watch any longer, so..." She became increasingly
engrossed in her story, and Yan Feiyun couldn't help but recall the bloody scene from years past.
Miyamoto Ei took a deep breath. "My father couldn't bear to watch all his loved ones die before his eyes
, so he lunged at the blade before him... to end his own life..." A tear silently
rolled down her cheek, landing on her robe.
"My master arrived just in time to witness my father's suicide. He immediately rescued me from the jaws of death. From then on,
I grew up under my master's tutelage... Besides my master, my only family is Hong." By this point,
the tears on her cheeks had dried.
"I practice my sword every day, striving for perfection in every movement. I know in my heart that I'm not
practicing alone, but carrying the lives of over twenty members of my family on my shoulders... Practicing swordsmanship has
become like eating and sleeping, an innate instinct..."
Yan Feiyun finally understood why Miyamoto Ying's swordsmanship was so fierce, so decisive, and so sure to draw
blood. Her swordsmanship had only one goal: to kill the enemy and avenge her entire family.
"Finally... that day came. My master told me I could go find my enemy. So I took my sword and
went alone to his dojo. He recognized me quickly and told me he had been waiting for me for many years
... I drew my sword without a word and challenged him. Before that, I had no idea how good my swordsmanship was; I just wanted to
give it my all. Anyway, if I lost, I could just reunite with my family..."
Yan Feiyun knew that these past events were a knot in Miyamoto Ying's heart. Today, seeing the deep affection between Tie Xiong and Qi'er
, these memories buried deep in her heart for many years were stirred up, and she couldn't help but pour them out. So he didn't interrupt Miyamoto
Ying, but simply listened quietly.
"Heaven took pity on me... I only managed three strikes. The first knocked his sword away, the second
ripped his clothes in the chest, and the third cut him in two at the waist." Miyamoto Ying recounted these bloody exploits
with her usual calm tone, as if she were telling someone else's story, not her own.
"That man's father was heartbroken... He pointed at me and said he would definitely seek revenge... I had avenged myself, and I
didn't want to kill everyone, so I didn't kill anyone more and just turned and left. But that man's father's grief-stricken eyes
still appear in my dreams... Those eyes... those so venomous eyes..."
Hearing this, Yan Feiyun couldn't help but ask, "Ying-mei, who was that Japanese master who was your enemy?
" Miyamoto Ei said calmly, "That person's name is Chiba Goku, the sole successor of the Chiba school. I've avenged myself, and suddenly
felt that I had no purpose in life, so I went back to my master. My master kindly told me
that since my swordsmanship has reached its peak, I should challenge the masters of the Japanese martial arts world... Only through constant battles
can one comprehend the true meaning of martial arts. My master's kindness to me is immeasurable, so I once again took up my sword and challenged masters from various schools and sects in Japan
. After I found only corpses wherever I went, my master smiled and nodded, telling me that I should go to the Central Plains to seek opponents
to break through my limits and surpass myself."
Yan Feiyun vaguely felt that Miyamoto Ei's master was a bit strange and wanted to ask more questions, but Qi'er
returned at that moment with Sakuragi Niji. Seeing the two of them, Miyamoto Ei stopped talking. Yan Feiyun knew that with this interruption,
he didn't know when Miyamoto Ei would open up again, but there was nothing he could do.
Tie Xiong heard Qi'er return and came out of the kitchen to take the groceries in. Soon, a fragrant aroma
wafted from the kitchen, making everyone's mouths water. When the dishes were served, they received rave reviews.
Tie Xiong's braised crab meat lion's head, braised chestnut chicken, cherry pork, and Biluo shrimp were all visually appealing, fragrant, and delicious. Even
Miyamoto Ying, who usually wasn't a big eater, finished a bowl of rice.
Just as the five were enjoying their meal, someone suddenly banged on the door. "Tie Xiong, open the door! Open the door!"
Tie Xiong frowned and stood up to open the door. Before he even reached the doorway, the dilapidated wooden door was kicked
open. Tie Xiong quickly raised his hands to protect his head from flying shards.
Three burly men burst in, each with a muscular build and a menacing face. The one who stepped forward was a one-
eyed man. He burst in laughing, "A family eating together, how heartwarming! Hahaha!
"
Iron Bear, looking indignant, said, "Brother One-Eyed Dragon, what are you doing?"
The one-eyed man looked around, his gaze finally settling on the unfinished sword in the furnace. "I
'm here to catch up on the order! This sword isn't even finished yet, how can you stop working? And be so leisurely having a family
meal?"
Iron Bear smiled ingratiatingly, "Brother One-Eyed Dragon, actually, I, Iron Bear, have been working hard these past few days, but today my little
sister came home, so I stopped work for a day to cook some hometown dishes for her and a few guests...
" One-Eyed Dragon spat, "Pah! I've already told you, this sword is extremely urgent!
Whether your little sister comes back or dies, you can't stop work!" He then kicked
a nearby stool, sending it flying. The stool shattered against the wall, demonstrating the force of his kick.
Iron Bear sighed, "I really can't start work today. Since Brother One-Eyed Dragon can't agree, then Iron Bear
has no choice but to return the money to you! Please find someone else to forge this sword!"
One-Eyed Dragon's bronze eyes widened, "You son of a bitch! I asked you to do something, and you dare to say you won't
? How am I supposed to live on Shantang Street then? Do you even want to live?" He was furious and threw a heavy punch at Iron
Bear's face. Iron Bear couldn't dodge in time and could only close his eyes and accept the blow.
Just as Tie Xiong was about to be struck by the punch, the one-eyed man's fist suddenly stopped in front of him. Tie Xiong,
stunned for a moment without feeling any pain on his face, slowly opened his eyes and was shocked to find Yan Feiyun
beside him, firmly gripping the one-eyed man's wrist.
Yan Feiyun knew that if either Miyamoto Ying or Sakuragi Niji made a move, blood would surely be spilled on the spot, so upon seeing this...
Seeing the situation was turning against him, he immediately made his move.
The one-eyed man struggled, but Yan Feiyun's hand was like an iron lock, firmly gripping his wrist, no matter how much he
struggled, he remained unmoved. The one-eyed man's face flushed red and then
turned pale. He had always been a tyrant on Shantang Street, but now he was being controlled by someone else, unable to save face in front of his two subordinates. He steeled himself, shouted, and kicked
towards Yan Feiyun's groin.
Yan Feiyun flicked his hand, and the one-eyed man was lifted off the ground, his kick naturally missing its mark.
Yan Feiyun casually tossed the one-eyed man outside the door.
The two burly men who had come with the one-eyed man, unaware of the danger, rushed forward and attacked Yan Feiyun with their fists. Yan Feiyun
didn't bother with these street thugs, simply using a fraction of his strength to strike them with his palm, sending them flying, and he too fell
beside the one-eyed man.
Yan Feiyun smiled and tossed a silver ingot to the one-eyed man. "Brother, Brother Tiexiong has already said he won't
do business with you anymore. Please take the silver and leave, don't disturb our meal."
Sitting at the table, Sakuragi Niji looked at the silver and thought to himself, "Luckily, I managed to steal some silver and jewelry from the Lu residence last night
. Otherwise, with Brother Feiyun's extravagant spending habits, he would soon be penniless...
"
The one-eyed man said angrily, "Hmph! Don't be so smug, I'll be back!" He struggled to his feet
and fled with his two subordinates.
The observant Sakuragi Niji watched the one-eyed man get up and see him put the silver in his pocket as he left. She couldn't help but
chuckle inwardly, "That one-eyed man lost the argument but still wouldn't let it go, and he even took the silver... He certainly has his
ways of surviving."
Yan Feiyun sat down to continue eating, "Brother Tie, let's find a plank to prop up this door for now, and tomorrow morning
I'll go with my brother to buy a new wooden door!"
Tie Xiong laughed heartily, "Brother Yan, you're too kind! That one-eyed man has gone too far. Seeing him
get taught a lesson by Brother Yan today is truly gratifying!"
The five continued eating, but they still couldn't finish their meal in peace. Just as Yan Feiyun swallowed
a piece of chicken, a new visitor arrived at the Tie family.
The man was dressed in blue, carrying a sword in his right hand. He was young but arrogant, standing at the door coldly
staring at Yan Feiyun and the others. Behind him were the one-eyed man and his two subordinates.
The man in blue said indifferently, "Who's meddling in my work, hindering the forging of my sword? Come out and face your death!
" Sakuragi Niji couldn't help but laugh at the man's arrogant attitude.
The man in blue's expression changed. "You coward! You're about to die and you still don't know how to repent!" He stretched out his hand, and his sword was already
drawn
. Yan Feiyun quickly leaped up, his longsword also drawn, clashing with the man in blue's sword. He knew that the
man in blue's words had enraged Sakuragi Niji, and he didn't want the man to die at Sakuragi Niji's hands, so he struck first
.
After exchanging a few blows with the man in blue, Yan Feiyun discovered that the man's swordsmanship was ruthless, each strike aimed at
Yan Feiyun's vitals. From this, Yan Feiyun vaguely recognized the man's swordsmanship as having the foundation of the Qingcheng Sect, only even more ruthless and
dangerous. Upon recognizing the man as a swordsman from Qingcheng, Yan Feiyun's heart stirred, wondering if this person was related to Feiyunzi
.
Meanwhile, Miyamoto Ying and Sakuragi Niji watched the two swordsmen spar with great interest.
Miyamoto Ying thought, "Brother Feiyun has always held back in his attacks. Otherwise, with his skill, he
could defeat this man in just a few moves..." Sakuragi Niji thought, "It's not satisfying to fight like this without drawing blood... If it were me,
I'd rip this arrogant fellow apart! That would be much more satisfying!"
After exchanging about ten blows with the man in green, Yan Feiyun had figured out his swordsmanship. Suddenly, he thrust his sword straight at the man's throat.
The man in green tried to block, but it was too late. He had barely raised his sword when Yan Feiyun's blade was already pressed against his throat.
The man in blue was ashen-faced, but still stubbornly said, "Hmph! Kill me if you want! If I, Luo Xiazi, utter
a single snort, I'm no hero!"
Yan Feiyun suddenly sheathed his sword and said, "I'll give you one more chance." Luo Xiazi roared and
thrust his sword rapidly towards Yan Feiyun's chest several times. Yan Feiyun, however, was already intimately familiar with his swordplay and, arriving before him,
once again pointed his blade at his throat. Beads of sweat streamed down Luo Xiazi's forehead; at this moment, he finally understood that
his swordsmanship was far inferior to his opponent's.
Yan Feiyun slowly asked, "Are you from the Qingcheng Sect?" Luo Xiazi nodded.
Yan Feiyun continued, "You already have a sword; who is the sword you're forging for?" Luo Xiazi didn't
answer, only keeping his mouth tightly shut.
Seeing Luo Xiazi's defiance, Sakuragi Niji, who had been observing coldly from the sidelines, became intrigued and immediately went to help
. "Brother Feiyun, let me handle this!" She took out a dagger and casually cut Luo Xiazi's belt, immediately
exposing his hairy thighs and the unsightly thing between his legs.
Luo Xiazi quickly covered himself with his hands, "You...you...what do you want to do to me?" His face was flushed, truly
living up to his name, Luo Xiazi.
Sakuragi Niji pressed the cold dagger against Luo Xiazi's private parts, causing him to involuntarily shiver.
Sakuragi Niji said with a mischievous grin, "It's nothing. Just wondering
whether to steam or braise this thing of yours after cutting it up?"
Luo Xiazi stammered, "You...you little brat, don't try to scare me...I...I'm not afraid...
"
Sakuragi Niji scoffed a few times, "I know, I understand! Anyway, you're a monk, this thing
isn't of much use to you, right? Since you've disturbed our meal, I'll use this thing to cook a dish, so you
can make amends..."
Seeing the situation was amiss, the three men behind Luo Xiazi, including the one-eyed dragon, quietly slipped away. As
he left, the one-eyed dragon muttered a reprimand to his two subordinates, "Remember this: the key to the martial world is self-preservation;
don't worry about things that don't concern you! This is our golden rule for navigating the martial world!"
At this moment, Sakuragi Niji went a step further, the dagger nimbly gliding between Luo Xiazi's legs, hair flying everywhere
, she had actually shaved Luo Xiazi's legs completely clean. She was muttering to herself, "First step,
hair removal."
Luo Xiazi's legs were already weak; he only felt a chill between his legs, and his heart pounded with fear.
Suddenly, Sakuragi let out a delicate cry, "The second step is here!" Then she raised her jade-like hand, as if to chop down. At
this point, Luo Xiazi couldn't hold on any longer and hurriedly shouted, "Stop! I told you! Stop!
"
At the other end of Shantang Street was a small courtyard, a quiet oasis amidst the bustling street.
An elderly man in his seventies was meditating in this courtyard.
His calm expression suddenly changed. He sighed and then said in a deep voice, "Is the visitor Yan Feiyun, the great hero?
" Although it was late, the shocking scars on the old man's face were still faintly visible. His face was ashen, clearly indicating
that he was seriously injured.
Yan Feiyun slowly walked into the courtyard. "Master Feiyunzi, how have you been?" Feiyunzi shook his head slightly.
"I never imagined that even hiding here to heal my wounds wouldn't save me from your pursuit. I believe my little disciple has already perished—
perhaps by your sword, or by that Japanese swordsman. I am still severely injured and no match for you. Yan
Feiyun, make your move! I resign myself to my fate."
Yan Feiyun smiled and said, "Master, you are mistaken. Miss Miyamoto and I never intended to
kill you. Our meeting here was merely a coincidence. Brother Luoxiazi is still alive."
Feiyunzi looked up in surprise. "Yan Feiyun, are you implying that I am judging you with my petty mind
?"
Yan Feiyun nodded and said, "That is exactly what I meant." With a casual wave of his hand, a steel sword flew from his hand
to Feiyunzi's side and lightly stuck into the ground. "Master, I know you had a sword forged because you want to have
another duel with Miss Miyamoto, so I'm presenting you with this sword. Please don't bother Brother Tie Xiong's family anymore
."
Fei Yunzi reached out and drew the sword, flicking the blade with his finger, and the sword immediately emitted a dragon's roar. Fei Yunzi blurted
out, "What a fine sword!" He stared at Yan Feiyun, asking slowly and deliberately, "Yan Feiyun, what do you mean by this?
"
Yan Feiyun replied solemnly, "Your sect leader unfortunately perished while fighting Miss Miyamoto. It's
only natural that you, Daoist, would challenge her. I respect your honor in coming to challenge me openly and honestly, without resorting to any underhanded
tactics. Therefore, I sincerely present this sword, forged by Brother Tiexiong, hoping for your speedy
recovery. If you wish to challenge me, Miss Miyamoto is always ready."
Fei Yunzi was utterly bewildered. "Yan Feiyun, are you insane? You know perfectly well that I will challenge
that girl after I recover, yet you still send the sword to my door?
" Yan Feiyun smiled and said, "A true man has things he will not do, and things he must do. Besides, Miss Miyamoto has come from afar to learn
about the martial arts of the Central Plains. Daoist's martial arts are superb; if the two of you could have a friendly, measured exchange, it would be a great pleasure for any martial arts student
!" He then turned and left, leaving the astonished Feiyunzi behind.
After a long while, Feiyunzi finally uttered a few words, "Well said, Yan Feiyun!"

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