Honmaru Notebook[Comprehensive]

Those swords were eventually taken away by Yaken for safekeeping. Without the spiritual power of the God-inspectors, it is difficult for them to transform now, and they still have to wait for Yuan Zhongguang to come back to deal with them.

Speaking of it... "Why haven't they come back after they've been away for so long?" It was the bored Tsurumaru who asked the question, and Bai He, who couldn't calm down, stretched his neck and looked in the direction of the door, with his hands folded to support his chin, "Ahhh Ah, so boring, so boring, so boring, I'm about to die..."

He slipped limply on the ground like a puddle of water, and his soft white clothes were piled up in a mess, making the thin crane look pitiful. He rubbed against his clothes like a white bird rubbing against its feathers, rubbing the silver white His hair was also messed up, and he didn't care about the burden of his handsome face: "Hey... the first day the master is away, I miss him."

Yaken lowered his head to write and draw on a piece of paper, and stopped when he heard this sentence, and looked out of the door thoughtfully for a while, Tsurumaru's eyes lit up, and he didn't bother to get up, so he thought He turned around with his hands and feet, and put his chin on the low table: "Xiao Yaoyan, you are not paying attention, what are you thinking?"

The first issue on the side squinted his eyes and looked over, staring at Tsurumaru like an old father suddenly found a pig who wanted to plot against his Chinese cabbage.

Tsurumaru was unaware of the terrifying meaning in his colleague's eyes, and a pair of golden eyes gleamed.He just wanted to go out to play, and he hadn't been out since he came to Heianjing. Genji's brothers had gone out with the master, Yaoken also went, and now it's the crescent moon again, no matter how you look at it, he is the most pitiful!When thinking of this, he selectively ignored the first issue.

If he wants to go out to play, he can't do it alone, and he will definitely be beaten by the master when he comes back, but it's different when he pulls Yaoyan!The master likes medicine research, as long as there is medicine research, at least... the attack will be lighter, right?

With that in mind, he once again selectively ignored Yiqi.

The younger brother with black air in his smile cracked the nuts in his hand with a click, put his hands on his lap, leaned towards Tsurumaru, and asked softly: "Tsurumaru Palace, what do you want to say?" Woolen cloth?"

The animal intuition made the hairs on Tsurumaru's head explode. He shuddered and stared at the first issue vigilantly. Yaoken reluctantly put the paper into the book he was reading, and closed it : "Brother Yiqi, I'm not young anymore."

The young man with honey-colored pupils smiled softly: "But in my brother's heart, Yaoyan is the brother who must be protected, no matter how old he is."

Yao Yan seemed to have said it more than once, and was not surprised by this answer at all, but just shook his head: "Who is protecting who? After returning from practice, let alone night, I can face you down during the day."

Phase [-]:...

Tsurumaru: "Hahahahahahaha!"

Yaken glanced at Tsurumaru who was gloating and bursting into tears, the meaning in it was very obvious, Tsurumaru was like a chicken being strangled, the laughter stopped abruptly.

"But it's really a little strange... Is it my illusion, and the feeling of the general is very vague." Ignoring the brother who was broken into pieces by the blow, the black-haired dagger looked out of the window again, "I'm a little uneasy .”

Hearing this while drinking tea, Mustache raised his long eyelashes and narrowed his eyes.

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Sanriyue felt a little bad about herself.

Ever since he met the first God judge that night, he has been restless. It may be because he killed too many monsters who imitated the Lord. Now he can't think much about what the Lord looks like.

Do you like drinking tea?Love hanging around in loose haori?Love sleeping on the porch in the summer?Like to turn the fan around as a toy?Or the character that is especially talkative when drunk?

The imitation of those monsters is really too similar, every detail is lifelike, every frown and smile, the habit of speech and action, there is no flaw at all.What could he rely on to recognize the person he truly loved?

Huge panic rolled up in his heart, and the always calm old knife lost his composure for the first time after realizing this.

Each of the monsters who died in his hands had the same voice and smile, and he didn't hesitate at all when killing those phantoms. In the illusion, this has almost become a common thing.

So how is he going to find out his real lord?What if he appeared before him again?

Everything he sees is fake, everything he sees is an illusion, how will he find the person he loves?

The young man who fell into self-doubt looked confused. In the dark corner, the silver animal pupils opened again, looking at this place with indescribable satisfaction.

It was good to have a fight with those foxes, even though we lost, but the severed tails cut off from them are really suitable to confuse people's hearts.

The fox tribe is born with the ability to sway people's hearts, and it's no problem to use it to sway people's hearts. Taking advantage of the moment when this sword spirit saw its master, it was unstable, and it decisively used the last part of the fox's tail.Sure enough, he could feel that the state of mind of this knife spirit was slowly collapsing, and after a while, he would become suspicious and bloodthirsty. In this way, it would be easier to kill that human being, right? ?

Oh, oh, what a perfect layout, you can have a big meal soon...

Not long after, the remaining Fusangshen also faintly sensed that something was wrong.

The god judge was still the same as before, concentrating on her experiment, trying to find a method from Fu Sangshen's body that can contain divine power and transform humans into gods. Forging knives and breaking knives are commonplace. In order to conceal these behaviors, Honmaru's expedition is still As the process continued, the God Judge specially selected a team to complete these tasks, and San Riyue and Yao Yan were queued in because of their high level of training.

Fu Sangshen in the team is not in danger of his life for the time being. After all, it is very troublesome to start leveling again. In order to complete the task, they can also get the hand of the God Judge——

Yes, the problem lies in this entry.

The god judge is honorable, so of course she is not short of money. In the past, she would not condescend to do such things as hands-on for them. She always used spells and spells to make things happen, but I don’t know when it started. Fu Sangshen, who went to report the results, got her hand.

Under their observation, there are more and more strange places like this, and they finally found that the interrogator at night seems to be easier to talk.

No, not only is it easier to speak, but compared to the one during the day, it should be said that he is kind.She would buy things for them, care about them, and sometimes even sit on the porch drinking tea carelessly in a feathered kimono, which is not at all like that of a well-educated and strict priestess.

The god judges during the day and night are like two people, with completely opposite personalities and ways of doing things.The sword grows out of its body, and it is born with a high degree of affection for the god-inspector who awakens itself. This kind of affection has turned into deeper hatred in the continuous torture, and it is suddenly barren and scarce. The distorted love sprouted more heroically in it.

The judges of the day and night are like two people, so the swords in this pill also make different emotions grow during the day and night.

Like two sides of a mirror split.

If only... if it was always night... the murmurs in the darkness sounded over and over again, if only that gentle master could be kept forever...

This kind of desire is too strong, and when it reaches a certain limit, it is reversely conveyed to the God Judge through the contract.

It's a night.

The inquisitor with a white porcelain wine bottle in his hand was sitting on the porch, staring blankly at the new moon rising in the sky.

His vision was a bit blurred, the wine bottle was empty, only a thin layer of liquid was left rattling by him.The god judge is the existence that listens to the voice of the gods. The witches whose hearts are already polluted cannot hear the words of the gods.

"Hmm..." He half-bowed, leaning against the porch pillar, with one leg bent, his long hair draped over his shoulders, and his delicate and slender eyebrows furrowed. In the silence, the noisy and sharp shouts in his head came Very clear.

Repeated hisses rolled over like sea waves, venting their resentment towards this body with unrelieved pain, countless voices questioning him, begging him, immersed in such complex and strong emotions, he was momentarily I don't even know where I am.

"What's wrong with you? Does it hurt?" Asking from far and near, a slightly cold hand was pressed on his forehead, and in his blurred vision, there was a light pink light and shadow, and he subconsciously chased the cold hand. The tactile sensation, so he crashed into an embrace with the scent of sandalwood.

Holding the drunk and passed out person, the young man with cherry pink long hair lowered his head to examine the face of the person in his arms.He is really beautiful, the long eyelashes cast light shadows under his eyes, and the lingering soft beauty in the strange-colored pupils draws a strange beauty on that almost indistinguishable face.

"Closing so close to me, what are you thinking?" The erratic voice was indistinct, with a decadent and pale background, "When I was full of doubts...give me the illusion of being loved..." The strong fragrance Lingering around, the young man talking to himself slightly lowered his brows and eyes, his pupils were dark, revealing an indistinguishable light.

"But it's okay...the bird in the cage...you don't need to know so much...as long as...as long as you are here..."

The lower and lower words were blown away by the wind, leaving the last whisper like a whisper: "Now... please tell me your name, okay?"

A flash of lightning struck the desolate mind, filled with the smell of wine, the magnificent palace suddenly opened the door in the blank memory, the wings of a giant flying eagle, the limbs of a tiger, and the silver-gray pupils of animals flashed away, with the eyes of the setting sun shining The stream and river water, the emotions behind those deep blue eyes, the street with cherry blossoms and maple leaves floating, the bone girl looking back on the vermilion arch bridge, and the winding stone lanterns emitting orange light...

"...Give it to me, your name..."

Minato Shigemitsu opened his eyes when his slightly cool lips touched his lips.

A silver-white knife light cut through the dark night, and a beautiful golden crescent moon rushed towards him. The pink-haired young man with his head bowed was startled, and he rolled on the spot with his hands and feet neatly hugging the judge, avoiding the sight. one strike.

"Three moons."

The one who made the sound was the person he was protecting in his arms. Zong San was about to pull out the body from his waist with a backhand, but his hand was lightly pressed.

"You—" He looked down at the interrogator with doubts, and fell into boundless darkness in the next second.

Yuan Zhongguang, who forcibly pressed Fu Sangshen back to his body with spiritual power, put the knife in his hand on the ground, put his hands into his sleeves, and looked at the handsome man not far away with complicated eyes.

"Sanriyue." He called softly, his female voice was graceful and soft, which seemed a bit abrupt in the silent night.

Under such circumstances, isn't it too late to think about the other party's attempt to hide himself?

Especially, looking at Sanriyue seems to be wrong...

"You...?" Fu Sangshen, who was called by name, tilted his head, and the golden tassels in his hair slid down and fell on his ears, setting off his fair face with radiant beauty.

"Ah...Master, are you here to pick me up?" He stood there, thinking for a while, his eyes were a little hazy, filled with a gentle and intoxicating smile.

Yuan Shigemitsu frowned, listening to San Riyue immerse himself in his own thoughts.He didn't intend to wake up the other party either, he simply made a mistake and left this illusion first.

"San Riyue, come, come here." He stretched out his hand, staring closely at San Riyue's eyes, trying to capture the slightest changes inside.

"Huh? Hahaha, okay, okay, since it's the master's request." The confused San Riyue was unexpectedly easy to talk, without even a pause, and walked towards this side, her dark blue eyes seemed to be covered with mist. There are layers of fragrant flowers, embracing the crescent moon and the sky.

"I can't find my lord..." He came to Yuan Zhongguang, held up that hand, rubbed it against his side, and let out a sigh in his throat, "I can't... I can't find it, I can't find it anyway." Can't find..."

Yuan Shigemitsu subconsciously touched the soft blue hair in front of him, feeling sore in his heart.

Did I give you so little sense of security?Make you feel like you can't keep me in a dream?

"I won't go," he replied to the man with his head bowed in front of him, "I love you, how could I not want you?"

The man in his palm stopped, his half-closed eyes opened slightly, his smile seemed to have froze, his head tilted strangely, and his eyes stared at Yuan Shigeguang miraculously.

Even though he longed to hear this sentence countless times in the dream, he clearly knew that his master would never love him.Just like not long ago in his kingdom of God, he refused so resolutely to be with him forever.

His lord could never say he loved him.

"This...is...fake again?"

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No, think about it or climb up and ask... Do you not love me anymore?There are fewer comments, no kisses and hugs, and no one who comes to me!have!up!

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