Honmaru Notebook[Comprehensive]

San Riyue, who had been flirted violently, did not speak any more, but gave Yuan Shigemitsu a meaningful look. The gauze-like eyelashes drooped heavily, casting a light gray shadow on the bottom of the eyes, blocking the hot lava under the dark blue sea. .

——My lord, you are so bold to say such a thing...

Sanriyue suddenly stopped talking, which made Yuan Zhongguang feel a sense of emptiness after being punched in the air. It stands to reason that this old man is not the type who allows others to bully him but remains indifferent. What happened today?

Sanriyue narrowed her eyes, hahaha, rather than going back, he prefers to use practical actions to make the Lord realize what is wrong...

And he doesn't mind continuing such "punishment" next time.

Yuan Shigemitsu suddenly felt cold all over his body for a moment, as if he had been stripped naked, he looked around vigilantly, except for Fu Sangshen who was whispering together, there was no one here, the tunnel located underground It is fully enclosed, and there is no possibility of wind.

Sanriyue next to him noticed his movement, turned her face, there was a familiar smile on Lili's face, and the crescent moon in her eyes was shining brightly: "What's wrong?"

Minato Shigemitsu began to wonder if he was too nervous, frowned and waved his hands: "No, it's nothing."

As he said that, he still looked back worriedly, the door of the passage was closed tightly, not a single gap was exposed.

"Let's go, there should be no such things here." The daggers have been running in for a while, but there is no movement, Yuan Shigemitsu urges those leisurely Fusangshen who seem to be on a trip, "Hey, stay here Isn't it boring here?"

Indeed, although there are soft lighting sources on the top of the head and in the corners of the walls, the artificial light source is certainly not as good as the natural light. There is still a feeling of being underground, which makes people feel irritable unconsciously.

Hotaru jumped to his side with a taller than him Odachi on his back, and smiled and took Minamoto Shigemitsu's hand coquettishly, a pair of round green eyes sparkling like jewels: "Master, we can come out to play again after we return to Honmaru ?"

Yuan Shigemitsu was a little surprised. It was the first time for Fu Sangshen to come to this world, but it was the first time they encountered such a magical scene of a horror movie. What an interesting and fun place, why would you think of doing it again?

"Hotaru, you... like this?"

Minato Shigemitsu asked with some difficulty, he couldn't tell, there was such a wild chuuni hobby hidden in Hotaru's small body.

"As long as you're with Master Master—" The fluffy white-haired little Zhengtai showed her two white thighs, holding the military cap on her head with one hand, smiling with crooked eyebrows, as soft as a piece of transparent candy, "You can go anywhere!"

"Hey..." Yuan Shigemitsu was a little dumbfounded by this sudden confession. He noticed the deep sense of uneasiness hidden in this sentence, and stretched out his hand to gently rub the child's hair. The silver-white hair was soft. Like the hair of a small animal, it is docilely attached to the palm of the hand, rubbing a numb itching, the Odachi who was touched on the head grumbled unhappily about whether the head will grow tall after being touched, and stood there obediently letting the owner Rubbing hair, I heard the comforting smile on the top of my head, "There are so many fun places, and I will take you to the temple fair of monsters and the summer fireworks festival. I heard that you can play treasure hunting games."

The child whose eyes glowed after being coaxed by a few words happily turned to find his guardian to share the good news, while the bright moon-like tachi cut in at the right time: "My lord, what about me?" Covering her lips with her big sleeves, Hanyue's eyes curved into a seductive arc that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, "Treasure hunting game... Do the treasures you find belong to you?"

Yuan Shigemitsu covered his face weakly: "Ah...the old man should stop attracting bees and butterflies like this!"

Sanriyue smiled even more when she heard the words: "Then... have you recruited the master?"

Yuan Zhongguang's ears were a little red, and he pushed away this unbelievably beautiful face in anger, and walked into the tunnel first.

Sanriyue looked at his back and his somewhat hasty footsteps, took the time to pull up his sleeves, and laughed to himself: "Hahaha, very good."

The room at the end occupies a vast area, and there are two hideous corpses lying at the door. The traces are the handwriting of short knives, piercing in from the temple, cleanly.They lay right on the track of the glass door, and the door dutifully tried to close, bumped against them, opened again, and closed again a moment later, with a sort of tragic comicity in its tireless repetition of opening and closing.

"Hmm...should have come down to take refuge?" Yuan Shigemitsu thought for a while and came to this conclusion, but unfortunately he still couldn't avoid it.

Sanriyue didn't even look at that side at all, and stretched out her hand to pull Yuan Zhongguang with a smile: "Isn't grandpa not good-looking? Anyway, he is called the most beautiful blade, but the master's attention is always on others."

Mustache, who was following behind, heard it, and pulled the military uniform jacket on his shoulder with one hand, and passed between them expressionlessly, just squeezing out the hand that San Riyue extended.

Not far away, Tsurumaru, who was wise and safe, put his hands on his shoulders and shook his head.

Bypassing the two corpses, the room was still the same as he had seen many years ago. In a large circular room of nearly a thousand square meters, the walls were covered with metallic white cold instruments, and the same tall instruments densely occupied the entire space. It is still operating stably, and all the indicator lights are on the green level.

The Fusangshen were all shocked by the scene before them, and instinctively felt a little afraid of this mechanical ocean.

Yuan Shigemitsu walked steadily through these instruments. The numbers on these instruments were engraved with metal plates, and those with similar numbers were put together. He went all the way from the instrument starting with Geng to B. The machine that he chopped up is now It was placed there again, with the number of "Yizi" hanging on it, and the lights on the machine were all dim, indicating that it was not working.

The machine that was violently destroyed lost all coordinates and paths, and couldn't even connect to the passageway of the Honmaru. Of course, it couldn't start working. This is just a good-looking decoration.

Yuan Shigemitsu put his hand on it, and his palm touched the cold machine, causing a chill.

"Genji-kun..." Foxosuke squatted on Yaoken's shoulder, and greeted cautiously, "Well... what are you going to do?"

The only way to Otoko Honmaru has been blocked, he can break through time and space violently again, but the barrier outside the Honmaru can no longer withstand such an impact, and...he really can't grasp his landing point!Every time the space-time channel is opened, there will be a lot of errors. God knows where he will go this time. What if he loses his memory again?

Yuan Shigemitsu withdrew his hand from the machine, and his eyes fell on another machine next to it.

That machine looked older than the others, and the metal shell looked a bit dull, and the silhouettes reflected on it were blurred and distorted.

Jiazi.

These two characters are engraved on the metal nameplate. The characters from the Tang Dynasty are beautiful and dignified, stretching and staying on the dark gold plate, like a smile about to cry.

Yuan Shigemitsu looked at it for a while, and didn't know what he thought of. His eyes were a little empty, and the Fusangshen on one side began to exchange eyes. Standing at the end, Shuzhuwan was twisting the beads, with long hair covering half of his face, under artificial light. Showed a touch of paleness.

"I always have to find a place to rest." Yuan Zhongguang suddenly came back to his senses, walked to the old machine, looked down at the symbols and numbers on it, and said softly, not knowing whether he was comforting them or persuading himself, " Although I haven’t been back for a long time, it’s still my territory after all, and I have everything I need, so it’s okay to stay for a few days—”

The hand he used to adjust the knob trembled a little, and then the other hand covered it.

This hand is a little bigger than his, wearing a glove and glove. The delicate golden ornaments fall on the wrist, which is bright and beautiful against the dark blue cuff.

"Hahaha, is the place where the master lived? You must go and see it." Tai Dao, who was full of complexion, tilted his head and smiled heartlessly.

Yuan Shigemitsu's depression was blown to Java, and he slapped Sankayue's hand away: "What natal family? That's your in-law's family, okay?"

Sanriyue didn't take it seriously, and nodded her head in a calm manner: "Yeah, yes, you can, anyway, Sanriyue Zongjin was originally built for the lord, so there is no problem in marrying him."

Carelessly talking about the fact that he was married in the past, Yuan Shigemitsu could hardly complain, but his subordinates moved quickly, adjusted the machine in twos and twos, then turned his head and waved to his knives: "Come here, don't pull it down."

As he said that, a faint spiritual power overflowed from his palm, and he pressed the open button.

The dense golden light gradually expanded and bounced away suddenly, covering dozens of people inside. After the golden light dissipated, there was no one in place.

****

"Hey...is this the place where the master used to live..."

A short knife couldn't help but exclaimed, the mountains and mountains in the distance were light and dark, and the clouds piled up from the sky, and the houses were laid out, and they were plated with luxurious thick gold under the evening light of the setting sun, and the vermilion in the courtyard The covered bridge spans the pond, and the small tea room on the side has a half-opened sliding door, and the atmosphere is full of peace and tranquility.

At first glance, it looked like a mansion among mansions, a manor among manors, but upon closer inspection, everyone was silent.

The vermilion covered bridge is covered with withered yellow leaves, which completely cover the soft and comfortable wood color below, and the bottom layer has rotten traces. The pond is a pool of stagnant water, and the water surface is thick turquoise water. The gourd, the sliding door of the tea room is dilapidated, the covering paper is yellowed, and it looks as if a large piece will fall off when you touch it. On the white sandstone floor of the atrium, the vines and small bamboos that need to be carefully cared for have grown wildly, and they have already grown along the wall. The trees are connected together, making the lively Japanese style courtyard look like a wild and interesting garden.

"Ah...this..."

Yuan Shigemitsu also looked a little embarrassed, and pressed the fan handle against his chin: "Maybe it's because I haven't come back for a long time? Anyway, let's clean up first."

He thought for a while, then took out from his bosom the stack of charms that Qingming had given him before he left, and flipped through them casually, wondering if there was anything useful...

Since Qingming gave it so reassuringly without any explanation, there should be no danger, why don't you just try one?

Yuan Shigemitsu took out the one with the fewest strokes, looked at it for a while, poured spiritual power into it, and then threw it in the air——

A strong wind suddenly rose in mid-air, and then without any warning, heavy rain poured down.

Yuan Shigemitsu and Fusangshen standing in the middle of the open space without shelter: ...

"It's raining!"

The first ones to react were the little knives, and Sa Yazi was running around excitedly in the rain, shocking Yi Qi gasp: "—chaotic! Thick!"

The younger brother's Taidao was busy catching his younger brother in the rain, and the rest of the Fusangshen hurried to the main house. Although they were not far away, the rain was so heavy that it was unreasonable. Drenched from the inside out.

"... Sanwu products!" Yuan Zhongguang twisted the water in the corner of his clothes, took off his clothes with great effort, muttered angrily, and picked up his hair that was so heavy from the water with one hand, "It's so cold..."

The room was cleaned as soon as possible, a brazier was lit in the middle, the bedding was spread out, and a seductive pose was put on, trying to attract the cold and tired Yuan Zhongguang to rush in.

Time was tight, and they had no time to clean more places. Yaken took several other fusangshen who were good at housekeeping to tidy up other rooms in an orderly manner. Of course, Yuan Shigemitsu was placed first, because there was no electricity in this pill. They had to boil the water themselves.

Behind the screen is a large bucket of hot water, with curling smoke, raising the temperature in the room a little.

It was still raining outside, and the rain water hit the leaves with an extremely crisp sound.

After finally taking off his wet clothes, Yuan Shigemitsu stepped into the water slowly, and let out a comfortable sigh when the warm water covered him.The cold body began to warm up, and even the brain felt tired, so drowsy that it was about to fall asleep amidst the sound of rain and hazy smoke.

So he didn't hear the very light sound of the sliding door.

Gently wrapped his hair with both hands, and gently combed it with his fingers. Yuan Zhongguang tried his best to get himself out of the drowsiness, turned his head slightly, and saw a dark blue sky, so he relaxed: "You don't even want to come in. Did you say it?"

The man behind him was still gentle: "Hey, the old man knocked on the door."

Yuan Shigemitsu expressed doubts, but he didn't ask any further questions. He raised his head and yawned: "I'm so sleepy... have you made all the arrangements?"

Sanriyue didn't answer his question, her half-closed eyes stared at the drop of water sliding down from her collarbone, drawing an ambiguous water mark on her bare/naked white skin, the corners of her lips enlarged, Answer the question: "Are you going to sleep?"

Yuan Zhongguang listened to the window, the sound of rain was still pouring, he didn't know when it would stop: "It's the most comfortable to sleep on a rainy day, I suggest you give it a try."

"Really." The humans with their backs to Fu Sangshen didn't see the sudden deep light in those dark blue pupils, and there was a sense of danger seeping out from the soothing smile.

"My room hasn't been arranged yet, so--the Lord shouldn't mind taking poor old grandpa in for a night, right?"

"Huh?" Yuan Shigemitsu, who was reaching for the yukata hanging by the side, froze, and realized belatedly... Wait, should he let Sankayue out?

"It's late, as you wish, you can see how I can't help it."

A low and hoarse voice rang close to his ears, and in the sudden heavy rain outside the window, a slightly cold kiss fell on the shoulder that was not covered by clothes.

The author has something to say: Hey...it is almost the end of the semester, and all subjects have started to assign homework. My second draft of the thesis has been returned. Guaranteed to update every other day, if there is no update on a certain day...

That may be that your poor author Jun is rushing to write a paper again...

I hope that the third draft can be passed, and I don’t have time to revise it any longer. Please give me good luck!

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