[Comprehensive] The requirements for choosing a mate are a bit high

Feng Yuyan's ears were noisy. In the courtyard in front of him, Candlestick Kiri and Imaiken were engaged in hand-to-hand combat. Unlike the hand-to-hand field, they were fighting with real swords and guns this time, holding their The main body, playing sword light and sword shadow.

Their lord asked not to get hurt, and then took books and papers and devoted himself to his work, touching Fox's hair lying on his side to rest from time to time.

The two fusangshen originally wanted to compare their superiority and inferiority, but after fighting, they found that their master's attention was not on them, so they turned the fight into a real practice.

Just make sure your hands are not unfamiliar, and you don't have to take it too seriously.

There was a notebook spread out in front of Toyohiko, he pasted a photo of Tsunayoshi Sawada on it, and wrote his impression and evaluation of him on the second side, and right below the photo, he was searching for information, Written upwards.

Foxnosuke has dutifully acted as a pet and a computer, basically whatever the god-inspector asks for, he will call up any page for viewing.

Pulling out a piece of draft paper, the tip of the pen fell on the smooth surface, accompanied by the rustling sound of writing, and after a while, a vivid pattern appeared on the paper.

Feng Yuyan took this pattern and compared it with the pattern that Honosuke reminded him, and they were basically the same. There were some small differences that he didn't see clearly when he saw it, and it was naturally blurred when he drew it.

——Vongola.

Judging from the further information given by Foxnosuke, this is a mafia organization that originated in Italy, and it is first-class in terms of scale and status.

"In Italian... ten years later, I will appear in Italy, right?" After emphasizing the place name, Feng Yuyan remembered that strange street and strange people.

"Yes, Lord God Judge." Foxnosuke separated a small display screen and displayed the news of Florence, "Actually..."

"what?"

"Actually, there shouldn't be any problems with the transmission this time. I checked myself before calibrating the time. There should be interference in this world."

"Um...how to say?"

Foxnosuke opened his small eyes, and bluntly stated the judgment it concluded: "Someone wants you to appear ten years later."

Feng Yuyan, who was pasting the second photo on the notebook, paused. He repeated what Honosuke said, then closed the notebook, and asked a question: "The Government of Time said...the mission this time , there will be no danger, right?"

"So why did someone catch my attention at the beginning of the teleportation?"

Faced with such a question, Honosuke opened his mouth, but didn't know how to answer.

Its brain capacity is extremely small, and these things are beyond the scope of his thinking. The only thing it can do is to report the interrogator's questions to the superior, so that the superior can have a headache.

The questioning seemed to be a flash in the pan, and Feng Yuyan quickly returned to the normal work mode. He went through the other photos and put them all in the notebook.

"If possible, ask the people from the Government of Time to send more information. If there are only a few photos, I don't know what I need to do."

Foxnosuke responded, and then it looked at the god-judgment and opened the history book again. This book was taken out from the study of this room, and it was about famous figures in history. This side of this is Tokugawa Ieyasu.

It still remembers that the book that the interrogator took in the morning was about Abe Seimei.

At dinner time, Candlestick Cut was still the cook. He said in a moderate voice in the kitchen that the takeaway food was unhygienic, and it was safer and healthier to cook it by himself. Unfortunately, his words never got a response.

Probe and look outside, okay, Imaken dug out the game console from nowhere, and was playing with the lord happily. Toyoyuhiko, who had just seen electric appliances for the first time, looked at the handle in his hand very blankly.

"My lord! Just press here, let's try the two-player mode?" After reading the manual, Jinjian took the initiative to turn on the machine.

The next thing is an infinite cycle of death and death. Even if Jinjian has mastered it, Feng Yuyan still doesn't understand the relationship between these buttons.

It wasn't until the candlestick cut and called for dinner that Toyoyuhiko shoved the handle back to Imaken as if relieved, and made a decision in his heart not to touch these toys for a short time.

It is better to read, at least he can understand black and white characters, that is to say, the gap in speech habits needs to get used to.

While sleeping, Imai finally showed his true ambition. All he relied on was his 1.2-meter height and petite and cute appearance.

"My lord! Let's sleep in the same room!"

Hearing this sentence, Candlestick's forehead twitched, and he immediately stretched out his hand to grab Imaki's collar, trying to take him away as soon as possible.

But who is Jinjian?He is the short sword of the Santiao family. In terms of mobility, the candlestick cut is completely inferior.

Little Tengu nimbly hid behind Feng Yuyan, leaving only half of his face, sticking out his tongue, written all over his face, catch me if you have the ability.

Candlestick held his breath in his chest, and almost suffocated himself. If he went to grab Jinjian, he would have to run around the lord with him. It was too childish to behave like this in front of the lord.

But these are the advantages of Jinjian. Relying on his young appearance, he simply acted coquettishly at Feng Yuyan, who was not much taller than him, with a soft and sweet voice.

"My lord, is it okay? I can personally protect you!"

Candlestick Che really wanted to say that he could protect himself personally, but considering the length of his blade, he swallowed this sentence back.

Unable to resist Imakim's persistence, Toyoyuhiko could only nod towards the candlestick, and agreed to his request to sleep with him.

It's just that when he watched the candlestick and walked away a little bit low, Feng Yuyan asked Imai: "Are you acting too much?"

"But no, my lord, let's go to bed early!" Jin Jian happily pushed Feng Yuyan into the bedroom, and he still didn't say a word.

Honmaru has so many swords and swords, must he use some tricks to win the favor of the lord?

What Imaken said about sleeping with the lord was definitely not obedient to the point of lying there obediently. He was buried under the quilt, tossing and turning for a long time, and he heard Feng Yuyan, who was already lying down with his clothes, speak.

"Jinjian, do you have something on your mind and can't sleep?"

"No, it's... My lord, you have told half of today's story, and I still want to hear it." The quilt slowly arched forward, and finally poked out a head. Imai's white hair was all messed up, and only a pair of red His eyes were particularly conspicuous in the dark, "Anyway, Candlestick Chee has also come to check the room, so we can chat quietly!"

Feng Yuyan thought for a while, he was indeed not too sleepy, so he just sat up, not knowing what kind of seal was formed in his hand, he was amazed at seeing Jinjian, when he turned on the light in the room, the light would not turn on. Seep to the outside.

"Simple application of enchantment." Feng Yuyan just likes to study some other things when he is not on the battlefield, and enchantment is also one of his hobbies.

The story he told Imamune in the morning was about a supernatural event that happened in a certain daimyo mansion. Although it was later found out that it was just a plot by the hostile country to make the daimyo nervous, when the supernatural event first appeared, it was still very interesting.

"As I said before, don't you hear noises in the attic at night?" Feng Yuyan pointed to the ceiling, "It's that kind of sound, but every time someone goes up to look, they find something There is nothing, if someone is sent to guard over there, the sound will not appear."

"After guarding like this for a few days, the daimyo thought that there would be nothing more to do, so he withdrew his subordinates. As a result, that night, the voice in the attic—"

"Pa-ta-pa-ta... pa-ta..." The crisp sound echoed in the room, not from inside the room, but from upstairs.

Jin Jian suddenly became tense, even though the room was transparent and bright without anything, he was still a little vain.

As someone who was listening to ghost stories just now, Jin Jian put himself into it for a while.

"Master...Master!" Little Tengu held the main body in his hand, and he moved to Feng Yuyan's side step by step, looking at the ceiling vigilantly, where the sound continued.

The sound of patter was like walking, and after a while there was a dull sound of thud, and it seemed that there was really someone upstairs.

"Could it be Candlestick Kiriden?" He felt that Foxnosuke couldn't make such a sound, and it was excluded by Imaiken from the options. How could he think that the third person in the family could only be Candlestick Kirito.

But something even stranger happened. The candle holder who was asked by Jin Jian appeared outside the door of this room. He knocked on the door lightly and asked, "Master, are you inside? Jin Jian also followed Are you together?"

So here comes the question, the candlesticks outside are all people or ghosts, if they are people, what about the noise above their heads?

In this room, there is no one else but them, and there are no other living things. This has been checked out a long time ago.

Imamu hugged Feng Yuyan's arm in fear, and he held the main body to the door with his eyes wide open, not daring to relax in the slightest.

Feng Yuyan felt a little funny when he saw this scene. He was obviously the lethal Fu Sangshen, but he was afraid of ghosts.

Patting Jinjian on the head, Feng Yuyan removed the barrier first, and then replied loudly: "I haven't slept with Jinjian yet, what's wrong?"

The voice outside was a little hesitant, and he said, "I thought... Lord, you are not sleeping, go to the attic..."

As soon as the two parties communicated, they came to the conclusion that this room might be haunted.

Feng Yuyan walked out of the room with Imken, and standing outside the door was Candlestick Kiri with his own body. Judging from his messy and unhandsome hairstyle, he also just got up from the bed.

Foxosuke was held in his hand by the candlestick, and it seemed that everyone in this house, knives and animals had gathered here.

The sound upstairs finally changed from rattling to creaking, like the sound of countless mice grinding their teeth, which made one's hair stand on end.

This time, not only Foxnosuke was woken up by fright, but the knife that cut the candlestick was about to come out of its sheath.

"Follow me up and have a look...wait for me to get something." Feng Yuyan went back to the room to find a few scrolls in his hands, and then stepped on the stairs to the attic.

He felt that adding a barrier to this big house needed to be put on the agenda, and his adult self was right, no matter where he went, the first step was to take safeguard measures.

It was quiet in the attic. Feng Yuyan said that he planned to use this place as his research site, but he just put his things down. He was busy running around outside today, so he didn't have time to make a detailed layout.

The current silence is in stark contrast to the rustling before, and Jinjian thought of the ghost story he hadn't heard, and nervously tugged at the corner of Feng Yuyan's clothes and asked, "My lord...what is your story after?" how's it going?"

Even if he lowered the decibels very much, it sounds very clear in the attic.

"After inviting a ninja to check, it's just some ninja's routine." Feng Yuyan scanned the entire dark attic, his eyes stopped at a certain place, "If a ninja wants to hide, ordinary samurai can't find it. If there are some special means...then it will be even more difficult to deal with."

"However, generally speaking, the ninjas invited by the daimyo's enemies are still not qualified. If you find a phantom ninja, I'm afraid it's not daimyo who will be scared to death in a dream."

Focusing on one direction, Feng Yuyan walked step by step towards the depths of the darkness. When he found that his target was moving, he rushed up with a stride, rolled over the head of the red figure, and stopped in front of it.

"Today's sword and candlestick are cut."

Toyo Yuhiko didn't need to elaborate, Imken, who was scared before, was blocked at the only exit of the attic when he heard the order, while Candlestick Kiri stood at the window, and the red shadow seemed to have nowhere to go.

If it is other monsters, there may be a possibility of fighting and escaping, but if it is an ordinary monster, under the pressure of Fu Sangshen, they can only obediently be trapped by the sealing technique and cannot move.

"What is this...?" Feng Yuyan asked, pointing at the child caught by him.

The red kimono is a bit dim, and it is covered with a thin layer of wool. The child's appearance is like a traditional Japanese doll, with a black doll head and a pair of dark eyes on a palm-sized face, very delicate , but a little too refined.

Candlestick Kiri and Imaiken both shook their heads, only Honosuke, who followed up secretly, played the function of his encyclopedia and replied: "It's Zashiki Doji! He will run around the house and bring people good luck." monster."

Monsters = trouble.

Once this equation popped up in his mind, Feng Yuyan didn't want to care about it.

He beckoned Candlestick Che to contact the Shizhi government tomorrow to deal with the aftermath, and he himself took Zashiki Warou to change rooms to ensure that the monster would not escape his barrier, so he took Imaiken and went back to sleep.

Zashiki Warji, who was trapped in the barrier, found that she seemed... really couldn't get out of this room no matter what.

Tears suddenly flowed down the expressionless face, and the just-caught monster squatted down and hugged itself.

——I was caught again... She obviously made an appointment...

——what to do, what to do, how did she escape?

The author has something to say:

Bai Qing pulled out the old sword today!

Then I sighed with my friend that there is a sword light cannon, and the friend said: "Where is the quilt, have you eaten it?"

Me: ... I really didn't remember Chaldea and her!

By the way, Amway Breath of the Wild! !Zelda is so much fun! !