[Comprehensive] The god judge voluntarily was hidden by the gods

Xiaoye's pupils constricted in the left text.

However, when Daigo Kyoya pulled out the sword again, the wound did not bleed.

A white bird flew out following the tip of the knife.

This is a chubby little bird, covered with pure white feathers, only the eyes and beak are black.When it flew up, its wings kept flapping, and its gray and thin claws curled into its body, like a stumbling pompom.

The white bird flew up and down around Xiao Ye's left text, and finally only hovered in front of him.

The wings appeared double, and there was a slight wind blowing his cheeks.

When Sayo Zuofuji came back to his senses, Daigo Kyoya's figure had disappeared.

Owner……

In an instant, as if hit by a heavy object, Xiao Ye staggered a few steps to the left, and the dagger in his hand fell.

Like a fish out of water, he opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything, only felt a suffocating spasm in his chest.

depressed.uncomfortable.I burst into tears.

Xiaoye Zuowenwen couldn't help covering his chest, and squatted down.

The white, chubby bird also fell down, flapped its wings and claws, hung on his shoulder, and rubbed its head against his cheek.

soft.Lukewarm.Warmth.

In the midst of many obstacles, the white bird seems to be able to shine, illuminating the way forward...

Xiaoye Zuo characters, forged in the later period of Zuo Anji of the first generation, inscribed on the left on the table, inscribed on the left in Zhuzhou.

"Zhuzhou, I'm sorry," a woman's rough hand fell on the knife, "Our family is really too poor, too poor..."

Therefore, he can only sell this dagger forged by the first generation Zuo Anji for money to maintain his life.

"Come, say goodbye to Zhuzhou." The woman took the child's hand and pressed it on the inscription on the dagger, "When you become famous in the future, you must redeem this knife... Remember?"

"Remember," the child replied inarticulately, "goodbye, and..."

"sorry."

It's ok.

Xiaoye Zuowen wanted to answer like this.

But he couldn't speak a word.

Shiratori squatted on the beam, watching this scene from afar.

With a dagger hidden in her arms, the woman led her youngest son across the dangerous journey to Kakegawa.Xiaoye Zhongshan Road is blocked and long, there are stones weeping at night, sparse and desolate.

don't go this way.

Xiao Ye Zuo Wenwen wanted to shout like this.

But he couldn't speak a word.

The white bird stood on the branch and followed the scene.

The bandit robbed the road, beheaded the woman, took away the dagger, and left the young son behind.He didn't think the child would survive, and even if he survived, it would be impossible for him to seek revenge.

you are wrong.

Xiaoye Zuowen wanted to ridicule like this.

But he couldn't speak a word.

The white bird landed beside the pool of blood, witnessing this scene.

More than ten years later, the dagger was handed over to a young sword master in Kakegawa. The dagger failed to recognize the young man, but the young man recognized the inscription on his body.

"This is an excellent knife," the young man's eyes flickered, "I think you have a great background."

"That's not the case," Ronin waved his hand, "I got this knife from Xiaoye Zhongshan."

After the young man finished sharpening the knife, he stabbed the ronin in his belly.

The hatred of killing relatives ends here.

Like a blind tortoise and driftwood finally meeting each other, or like waiting for a long time to see flowers blooming...

haven't seen you for a long time.

Xiaoye Zuowen wanted to exchange greetings like this.

But he couldn't speak a word.

The white bird didn't know when to leave, but it flew back again and brought him a small yellow flower.This small flower has thick petals, looks like a honey pot, and also looks like a lantern, with a faint, almost non-existent fragrance.

It's a persimmon flower.

Xiao Ye Zuowenzi held persimmon flowers in her hands, and the golden sun was shining on her body.

The story of the knife grinder's revenge for his mother was aroused in the castle town, and finally reached the ears of the castle lord, Kazutoyo Yamauchi.

Yamauchi Kazutoyo felt his legend and praised him for his filial piety, so he recruited a knife master as his retainer.The knife grinder understood it, and presented this excellent short knife to the city lord.

"I see, there is such a story behind this knife." Chiyo looked at the short knife presented by her husband in front of her, "As long as this story is not fabricated by the knife master to cover up the killing and taking the knife... that's fine... .”

Kazutoyo Yamauchi scratched his head stupidly: "Hey? Is it possible that it was made up by the knife master?"

Chiyo Fue: "...you must have verified it, right?"

"Someone testified that they heard that dead ronin flaunt killing people..."

"...That's fine, it's not just made up."

"oh oh!"

Although there is the possibility of perjury, Chiyo no longer wants to speak.

Even if the story behind this short knife is not true, it was made up by the knife master and his accomplices in order to get ahead and cater to Shangyi, and now that Kazutoyo Yamauchi has already taken over the short knife, they can only recognize it.

It's better to say "Heaven's law is clear and retribution is not good" than "The city lord is deceived by others", so even if it is false, it has to become true.

Of course, the real is better than the fake...

The white bird jumped onto the beam of the house, trampled off pieces of dust, and sprinkled it down one after another, attracting servants to chase it away.

"This is really a short knife with deep affection and righteousness. It contains the true meaning of "a gentleman's revenge is not too late" in Sinology, and also has the Zen meaning of karma in Buddhism and Taoism. Among them, the forbearance and waiting of the knife master are fully paved. It has been several years until today's grievances are avenged and revenge is avenged. This story couldn't be more exciting, just like a drama." Hosokawa Fujitaka and Yamauchi Kazutoyo are friends, and at this time he made a request to him with a very attitude Sincerely, "I really like this dagger, please give it to me!"

"Well, I like this knife too." Kazutoyo Yamauchi scratched his face, "For people of our status, short knives have little practical value. What matters is only the gossip behind them. Now, just like Nobunaga's Yakuken Toshiro... Hey, Dogeza is too much, right?!"

Hosokawa Fujitaka raised his head: "This is to show my sincerity."

"It's too reluctant. You are older than me, with more seniority and higher salary—"

"If you know, give it to me quickly."

"A robber, you!"

"I'm willing to exchange Tang things."

"I also have Tang things and so on. They were sent by your family Zhongxing. They are enough."

"Oh, what is enough, are you still a tea person?"

"In terms of tea ceremony, Zhongxing is Master Rikyu's favorite student, much better than me."

"Tch, are you jealous?"

"Now you are jealous of the dagger I have, right?"

"It's really troublesome, so let me do it."

"It really is a robber, you!"

At this moment, Chiyo put down the sake dishes that were served, and clapped her hands, attracting the attention of the two of them.

"Then, let's start the duel between literati and refined scholars!" Chiyo suggested with a smile, "Waka duel."

Kazutoyo Yamauchi, a general who is not good at waka, blows his beard and stares: "Chiyo, which side are you on?!"

On the side of power, of course.

When Hosokawa Fujitaka got his wish, Chiyo's smile became even brighter.

"The greatest achievement in Yamauchi's life is to marry a good wife." Kazutoyo Yamauchi praised Hosokawa Taduki as a tea master, the son of Hosokawa Fujitaka, and the current governor of the Hosokawa family.Hosokawa Tadaoki has a surly personality and dismisses Kazutoyo Yamauchi.He only narrowed his eyes, and commented bluntly: "Mediocre, extremely mediocre, he only knows how to fight the enemy. If it weren't for Mrs. Chiyo, he wouldn't be able to climb to his current position."

Hosokawa Fujitaka glared at his son: "If you envy him, kill Yuzi and replace him with a good wife?"

"Absolutely not!" Hosokawa Tadakashi suddenly raised his voice, "Father, Yuzi is just a woman!"

The Tamako they were talking about was Hosokawa Tadauki's wife, Akechi Mitsuhide's daughter, Akechi Tamako.

"Nonsense, otherwise I would have done it myself," Hosokawa Fujitaka didn't even look at him, but wiped the short knife in his hand lovingly, "Since you like her, treat her better and don't keep hurting her heart. It's not you who are sad."

Hosokawa Tadake's aura suddenly fell back: "But she is too rebellious, she doesn't care about my feelings at all!"

"I watched Yuzi grow up anyway, do you think I don't know what kind of temperament she is?" Hosokawa Fujitaka squinted at his son, "She is different from other women, she has her pride, so naturally she won't treat you See her as the whole of her life. Isn't that what you like about her?"

"I killed people for her in front of her, but she didn't even move her eyebrows, and called me a ghost," Hosokawa Tadake said dejectedly, "It's a shame that she has the nerve to say that she believes in Christianity."

"Isn't it your fault to kill people indiscriminately?" Hosokawa Fujitaka became impatient, "As for the matter of Christianity, haven't I already said that Hideyoshi-sama doesn't care about such trivial matters. She is a loner who believes in Christianity, and she It's not us. If you're just here to complain about the relationship between husband and wife, go away and don't disturb me."

Hosokawa Tadake curled his lips: "Hehe, Father likes this dagger so much?"

"Of course." Unlike the impatience towards his son, Hosokawa Fujitaka looked kindly at Saya Zuo's writing, "The craftsmanship of this short knife is unexpectedly good, and it is indeed the work of the first generation Zuo Anji. Besides, the most important thing is this knife."

"Hey, is it more important than power?"

"of course."

"More important than me?"

"You actually have the ability to compare with Xiaoye Zuowen?"

"Father!"

"Stupid, your own son is already that old, don't act like a baby."

"Humph!"

Hosokawa Tadaoki turned his head away, then back again:

"Saya left characters? Isn't it Zhuzhou left characters?"

"...I even know the name I used to use. Sure enough, you have inquired about it a long time ago, right?"

"Recently Yuzi ignores me, I'm too boring."

"When are you not bored? I think you just like gossip."

"Father, you haven't answered my question yet!"

"Of course it's because I changed his name."

"Why is it named 'Xiao Ye'?"

"Just use your ingenuity to guess."

"It's not difficult at all, is it taken from the waka of Master Xixing?"

"correct."

"Father, do you also want to climb Xiaoye Zhongshan?"

"I'm not a walking singer, why do I have nothing to do and ask for trouble?" Hosokawa Fujitaka shook his head, "Master Xixing has the opportunity to cross Xiaoye Zhongshan again because of his life. As for me," he said again With a kind expression on his face, "It's also because I've lived such a long time that I have the chance to meet Xiaoye Zuowenzi, a good knife."

Hosokawa Tadaoki stared at Saya Zuomonji, very dissatisfied, and put his hand on the handle of the knife at his waist:

"It really took all of Father's attention away. Sure enough, I should cut it off. Let me compare Zhi Ding and Zuo Anji's skills—"

"Hey, don't go crazy in front of me!"

The white bird flew from a distance, and Shi Shiran landed on the top of Hosokawa Tadaxing's head, and then on the side of Xiaoye Zuofuji's body, lightly pecking at Xiaoye Zuofuji's knife with its beak.

"What a round bird." Hosokawa Tadake stared at the white bird, let go of the handle, "Will Yuzi like it?"

Hosokawa Fujitaka didn't want to see his son's stupid face troubled by love: "Get lost!"

A gust of wind blew, and the yellow persimmon flowers formed green fruits in the hands of Xiaoye Zuowenzi.The fruit gradually plumps up, and the color changes from light to dark, and finally, it becomes round, red and heavy.

The plump and plump persimmons began to soften and looked very delicious.

Xiaoye Zuowen lowered his head, and saw the white bird landed on the top of the persimmon, tilted his head obediently, and met his gaze.

Those small round and black eyes, like obsidian, are clean and clear.

"What a cute bird," Akechi Yuko bent over beside him, "Is this your bird?"

Xiaoye Zuowenwen looked up at Zhizhi Yuzi and nodded.

Akechi Yuko praised: "It's as cute as you."

The white bird should be the same, making a melodious song.

Xiaoye Zuowenzi's face slowly turned red.

Akechi Yuko straightened up:

"Your name is?"

"...Xiao Ye left the text."

"Xiao Ye? It has the same name as the short knife cherished by Master Youzhai," Akechi Yuko's expression was in a daze for a moment, "Life...is very important. Only alive..."

Although Akechi Yuko didn't finish her sentence, Xiaoye Zuowenzi knew what she wanted to say.

Akechi Tamako is Akechi Mitsuhide's favorite daughter. She has a beautiful appearance and an independent personality. When she became an adult, she married Hosokawa Tadakashi, the son of her father's friend Fujitaka Hosokawa, one of the Rikyu Seven Sages.The husband and wife are both good-looking and have a harmonious relationship, and they had a time of harmony.

But then... everything was ruined because of father Akechi Mitsuhide's ambition.

After the change of Honnoji Temple, the father-in-law Hosokawa Fujitaka directly became a monk, with the Taoist name Yusai, and passed on the position of family governor to her husband, and was unwilling to participate in Akechi Mitsuhide's follow-up plan.Hosokawa Fujitaka asked his family, including Akechi Yuko, to wear hemp and filial piety for Oda Nobunaga, and even directly joined Toyotomi Hideyoshi's command to crusade Akechi Mitsuhide.

Akechi Yuko was supposed to be executed, but was only imprisoned in the mountains.Her spirit broke down for a time, and she had no other sustenance except Christianity.

Although a few years later, at the request of her husband Tadake Hosokawa, she was pardoned by Toyotomi Hideyoshi...

But when she came out from the deep mountain, she was already lifeless, quite different from her past.

Love has been obliterated by the ups and downs, leaving only resentment and unwillingness, making the couple torment each other.

Xiaoye murmured left: "Ms. Yuzi, are you happy?"

"Please call me Galaxia," Akechi Yuko corrected, "It is impossible for me to be happy again in my life."

"Galaxa," Xiao Ye Zuowen asked again, "Do you want revenge?"

"Revenge?" Akechi Yuko laughed, "Who do I want to avenge, and what reason do I use for revenge?"

Is Mitsuhide Akechi the father?It was he who first betrayed Nobunaga.Akechi Yuko still remembers how Nobunaga laughed heartily at her wedding.Father-in-law Hosokawa Fujitaka has his own political stance, and her husband Tadakashi Hosokawa also tried his best to save her life. She has already received the favor of everyone just by surviving.

But her father was dead, and she couldn't pretend nothing happened.

"But, you are going to die," Xiao Ye Zuowen's eyes flickered, "If I die, I will hope...someone will avenge me."

Akechi Yuko was stunned.

She looked around and saw the soldiers of the Western Army rushing into the room, yelling.

The other self lay down on the ground, blood stained the tatami, mixed with the blood of many Hosokawa retainers who committed suicide, and it was impossible to tell each other apart.

That's right, before the Battle of Sekigahara, Mitsunari Ishida of the Western Army planned to take the relatives of the Eastern Army who stayed in Osaka as hostages.In order to avoid being held hostage by Ishida Mitsunari to blackmail Hosokawa Tadakeshi who followed Tokugawa Ieyasu and fought alongside him, she ordered her retainers to kill herself.

She felt like she was dying.

Everything is going away, whether it is joy or pain...

She saw herself dead.

Time flies, and a small white flower blooms in front of the grave.

Hosokawa Yuko showed her last smile, which was beautiful and illusory, and would break at the touch of a finger.

She was indeed shattered like a dream, shattered into dots of fluorescent light, and I sighed in vain:

"Only when we leave will we know that in this world, flowers come and flowers come, and people come and go."

The white bird flapped its wings and flew up. The persimmon quickly rotted in the hands of Xiaoye Zuowenzi, leaving only gray-brown seeds.

Xiao Ye's left text is like a wounded little animal, standing alone in the rainstorm, enduring the bitter cold night.

"Is that so, Yuko is already dead," Hosokawa Fujitaka pursed his lips tightly in Tanabe Castle, "What a pity."

Hosokawa Fujitaka still likes Akechi Tamako, his daughter-in-law, if it wasn't for Akechi Mitsuhide's rebellion...their family wouldn't be in the way it is now.

"Then, I can't fall behind and let the enemy see the jokes of the Hosokawa family." He stood up, stretched out his hand to pull out Xiao Ye's left text, and looked at the sharp blade of the short knife, "As a last resort, the only way to thank the world is to break the jade!"

The entire Tango Kingdom was empty after Chuxing Hosokawa led his troops out.The deployment of the Western Army in Kinki has also come to an end. The only shortcoming is the Tanabe Castle of the Hosokawa family.

Hosokawa Fujitaka got the news that an army of 5000 people was heading towards Tanabe Castle.

But what about the troops in Tanabe Castle?

Including the old, weak, sick and disabled, it is only five hundred.

Everyone has already made up their minds to die.

"Absolutely not!" Hosokawa's vassal urged anxiously, "Master Youzhai, you are a jade. Compared with you, Tanabe Castle is like a stone. Once the city is broken, the jade and stone will be destroyed. The gain outweighs the loss!"

"Don't say any more," Hosokawa Fujitaka narrowed his eyes, and put Xiao Ye's left text back into the scabbard, "I've made up my mind."

The white bird landed on the map, and Shi Shiran covered the location of Kyoto.

Hosokawa Fujitaka is full of knowledge and knowledge, and is famous all over the world. He is the only heir of the "Gujin Professor (Annotation to the Secret Biography of "Kojin Waka Collection")". It doesn't matter that he himself is not afraid of death.

You know, this is the era when Matsunaga Hideo was scolded as "the most evil in the world" because of his strategic layout to burn down the thousand-year-old temple.

Even the Western Army did not dare to attack rashly, fearing that they would be reprimanded for forcing Hosokawa Totaka to death, so the situation ended in a stalemate.

Originally, the emperor was emptied, and the world was in chaos, it was the samurai's business, and had nothing to do with the public.

But for the sake of "Professor Ancient and Modern", and for the life of Hosokawa Fujitaka, the public came forward to mediate.The emperor in Kyoto decreed a truce, and a few days later, under the order of the imperial court, Tanabe Castle was opened.

But at this time, the 5000 soldiers of the Western Army could no longer catch up with Ishida Mitsunari's main formation and participate in the Sekigahara Battle.

The battle of Sekigahara, the victory of the Eastern Army, owes much to Hosokawa Fujitaka.

"Old man, did you do it on purpose?" Hosokawa Tadakashi was drunk, "You are such a life-saving person, did you expect this kind of thing to happen?"

"Nonsense, of course I don't want to die," Hosokawa Fujitaka squinted at his son, "So, the purpose of knowledge is not only to make yourself outstanding. It can also save your life at critical moments."

"But even Yuzi is dead!" Hosokawa Tadaoki complained, "Yet you still bowed your head to the Western Army!"

Hosokawa Fujitaka blows his beard and stares: "Unfilial son! Yuzi will die, not because of your order! You said, once there is a possibility of being hijacked, let Yuzi die. You still point at me to be buried with you?!"

Naturally, the two father and son broke up unhappy.

After Akechi Yuko's death, Hosokawa Tadakashi went crazy and severed ties with his eldest son, just because his wife chose to escape and survived.He also chased and killed the retainers who did not die with Yuzi for more than ten years, because Yuzi's rituals were absent several times at the meeting held by the general's house...

The seeds in Xiaoye's left hand slipped to the ground.

The seeds began to germinate, twigs, and quickly grew into towering trees.

"Ms. Yuzi, is she loved?" Xiaoye Zuowen said to Shiratori, "She must ascend to heaven and become a Buddha... Ah, no, she prefers to be called Galaxia," he paused, "Gala Mrs. Xia, she must have gone to heaven."

The white bird only flapped its wings and flew back and forth under the shade of the tree.The white bird flew forward for a while, then circled back, as if leading him forward.

Xiaoye Zuowen only hesitated for a while, then followed.

In front of you is a plain of weeds, and behind you is a huge persimmon tree.ahead...

In front are his two elder brothers, Zong San Zuo Wen and Jiang Xue Zuo Wen.

"Brother Zongsan," Xiao Ye called out their names in a low voice, "Brother Jiang Xue."

"Xiao Ye, did you hurt yourself again?" Zong San Zuo Wenwen squatted down and took his hand, "Did you take the medicine properly?"

"A small injury of this degree," Xiao Ye Zuowen looked at his wound, "Lick it...it'll be fine."

"That's not acceptable," Zong Sanzuo frowned, "Xiao Ye, please take care of yourself more."

"sorry."

"I said this because I didn't want Xiao Ye to apologize to me." Zong San Zuo Wenwen touched Xia Ye Zuo Wenwen's head, "I hope you will be happier."

Sorry, he doesn't seem to be happy.

This time, Xiao Ye left nothing to say.

"Speaking of which," Jiang Xue Zuowen pondered, "It seems that the three of us, Zuowen, are often said to be... an unhappy trio."

As the voice fell, the breeze blew, and the three people's hair and clothes swayed gently with the blades of grass.

"... Ah, um." Zong San Zuo Wenwen sighed. "It's fine for the two of us, but Xiao Ye...will he grow taller if he continues like this?"

...It's as if a short knife can really grow taller.

"It doesn't matter." Xiao Ye left the text and tilted his head, "I think it's good as it is now."

But my brothers are really worried.

Zong San tapped his cheek with left words: "How can I make Xiao Ye happy?"

Jiang Xue left the words and thought for a while: "Game?"

"Like?"

"Hmm... sword ball?"

So Xiaoye saw a sword ball in his left hand, and he naturally began to throw and catch: "So that's it, you can practice your thrusting technique."

Zong San wrote on his forehead: "In Xiao Ye's opinion, rope skipping is also a form of exercise, right?"

"Ah."

"Throwing sandbags?"

"Practice scouting."

"Hopscotch?"

"Too boring."

"Electronic games?"

This time, Jiang Xue crossed her left hand and said, "No, it hurts my eyes."

Awataguchi's gang of short knives can't manage a single episode. In places he can't see, the children are completely addicted to various video games... so that the judges change the WIFI password every day in order to prevent addiction ( After a period of time, the password will always be leaked due to various reasons).

At this moment, the white bird flew towards this side, dragging a red and white kite.The kite seemed to be very heavy. The white bird kept dropping down as it flew, and then climbed up again.

"So that's how it is," Zong San said with a hammer on his palm, "Xiao Ye, shall we fly a kite?"

Xiaoye Zuowenzi looked at the hard-working Shiratori and nodded.

The kite brought by Shiratori is the Crane of the Rising Sun. The painting style of Ukiyo-e looks abstract and elegant.Xiaoye Zuowen likes cranes, the story of the crane repaying favor is very cute, the story of the crane giving away his son is also very warm, even Tsurumaru Kuninaga's pranks are also very funny.

However, flying a kite is difficult.

The design of this kite is quite traditional. It is not a fixed triangular kite, but a kind that can adjust the length of the connection.

"The traction point needs to be adjusted," Zong San rubbed his chin in Zuowen, "this kind of kite can fly higher."

"Brother Zong San, come here," Xiao Ye Zuo Wenwen looked at Zong San Zuo Wenwen expectantly, "I won't."

Zong Sanzuo's words readily responded:

"Okay."

After Zong Sanzuo adjusted the traction point, due to the lack of wind power, he planned to ask someone to help him push.This also requires cooperation. Jiang Xuezuo consciously grasped the characters poorly, waved her hands repeatedly, and finally handed them over to the white bird's claws.

Zongsan Zuowen started to run. Shiratori struggled at first, but following the direction of the wind, he flew higher and higher, became more stable, and no longer needed to use force.

Xiaoye Zuowenzi stared at the kite closely, watching the kite keep rising, he couldn't help running.

The red and white kite went straight up to the blue sky, with large white clouds floating above, beautiful and lofty.This kind of scenery is reflected in the pupils of Xiaoye Zuowen, as if it can penetrate directly into the soul and wash away the filth.

The tall weeds blocked Xiao Ye Zuoziwen's way forward, he stumbled forward, only looking at the kite in the sky.

Just when he was about to fall, Jiang Xue Zuowen overtook him and lifted him up from behind.

Xiaoye Zuowen let out a low exclamation.

"Look up at the sky," Jiang Xuezuo put him on his shoulders, supported his legs, and chased towards the kite, "don't care about the earth."

Because, there are brothers to help him pay attention to the way forward.

The white bird sometimes chases behind the kite, sometimes circles around the kite, and sometimes lands on Xiaoye Zuowenzi's head, taking a rest and combing its feathers.

Jiang Xue carried him left and right, and ran in the tall weeds, blowing a long wind.

The cool wind blows on Xiaoye Zuowenzi's face, as if it can take away all the unpleasantness.

Zong Sanzuo finally put all the threads. At this moment, the kite turned into a small black dot high above, which is hard to see clearly.

"Xiao Ye, come," Zong San Zuowen handed the scissors to him, "cut the thread and let hope fly."

Xiaoye Zuowen nodded, took the scissors, and cut off the tight thread.

The moment the string was disconnected, the kite was quickly blown away and disappeared from sight.

In a short time, Xiao Ye Zuowenwen let go of everything in the past, and was only happy with his brothers, showing a smile without haze.

Shiratori stretched his body and turned back towards the huge persimmon tree in the distance.

This tree is much bigger than Xiao Ye Zuowenzi thought.He followed behind the white bird and continued to move forward, but the distance did not seem to be shortened.

During this process, the persimmon tree bloomed small yellow flowers again.The flowers are hidden among the leaves, which are very inconspicuous, and only when the wind blows, can a large yellow color appear.

Xiaoye Zuowen felt the change of seasons, everything about summer came to life, the birds were singing and the cicadas were singing, and the sun was burning.

Then, autumn came, the yellow flowers all over the tree began to wither, and the green fruits reappeared.Walking and walking, the dense branches are covered with persimmons like red lanterns.

In a trance, Xiao Ye's left text crossed the distance and appeared under the persimmon tree.

When he raised his head, he saw a white bird pecking at the branch, and a red persimmon fell down.

Xiaoye Zuowen subconsciously stretched out his hand, and the persimmon fell firmly into his palm.

"I see, persimmon," a vague figure appeared in front of his eyes, "this plant is ordinary and easy to manage. The trunk can't grow straight, and there are many branches; the leaves are not delicate, and the flowers are not delicate. Stunning, the flowers are hidden in the leaves all day long, quite low-key.”

"But when it bears fruit, the persimmon tree is quite beautiful." He patted Xiao Ye Zuozizi's head, "How about it, it's all red, very festive, right?"

Xiaoye Zuowen nodded: "...um."

"There are so many persimmons, if you can't finish them, you can make persimmon cakes," the man asked again, "Xiao Ye, do you like persimmon cakes?"

"like."

"Then, shall we make persimmon cakes together next time?"

"...Okay," Xiao Ye Zuowen stared at the person in front of him, "Next time...together."

Then, a familiar name blurted out:

"Owner."

Xiaoye Zuowen is a short knife with strong combat power, and the battlefield is the easiest place to form enmity, so he always easily descends on the hommaru of various god judges.

He doesn't care what the god judge is like, he just wants to end the enmity between the government of time and the retrograde army of time.Even if this kind of enmity cannot be settled at all, even if this kind of struggle is sometimes not considered enmity at all.

He just fought seriously, waiting for the opponent's revenge, and avenging every wound on his body.

The persimmon in Xiaoye's left hand dissipated, and at the same time, Shiratori pecked another one.

"Xiao Ye, when I saw you for the first time, I was really taken aback by you," his master knelt down, stretched out his hand, and touched the bandage on his body, "and almost asked, 'Could it be that the gods will also meet you? School bullying' kind of talk."

"sorry."

"You have nothing to apologize for," the host sighed, "I just hope you don't get too defensive with me."

"……No."

"Even if you have a little scratch, please pay attention to it and let me heal you."

"No need," Xiao Yezuo refused bluntly, "it's too troublesome."

"But it hurts when I look at it," the owner's hand exuded a healing gleam, "I hope to get rid of Xiao Ye's bad habits."

"bad habit?"

"Get used to patience."

"On the battlefield, I have to get used to patience."

"But Honmaru isn't a battlefield, is it?" The master lifted Saya Zuofuji and held it in his arms. "Here, you don't need to be patient. Just say it if it hurts. This is the value of my existence."

"……Oh."

"You can also tell me what you want, and I will buy it for you. I have to watch my words every time. It's very tiring."

"No."

"what?"

"Don't... waste it," Xiao Ye Zuo Wen said earnestly, "There are seven gods living on even a grain of rice, if you waste it... you will be punished by God."

"Buying things for Xiao Ye is not a waste," the master patted him on the back, "This era is an era of waste, and consumption promotes the development and progress of social productivity..." Then, the master noticed that Xiao Ye's left words were completely meaningful I don't get it, so I changed it to:

"In short, there is no such thing as a famine now, and I will never sell you because of the famine."

"……Really?"

"That's right, even if there is a natural disaster and there is no harvest from today, the domestic food reserves are enough for us to live for decades."

"However, if the natural disaster lasts for decades..." Then, Xiaoye Zuowenzi stopped himself, "Sorry, I thought too much."

"It doesn't matter, even if the natural disaster lasts for decades, I will almost die of old age by then."

"……Oh."

After a long time, Xiao Ye hugged her master's neck tightly, and murmured:

"do not die."

"I can't guarantee that..."

As the second persimmon dissipated, the third persimmon fell and hit Xiao Ye Zuowenzi on the head.

"The power Xiao Ye uses is a negative power, and it is easily polluted by filth." The master surrounded Xiao Ye's left text from behind, with his chin resting on his head, "To be honest, I am very worried."

"Master..." Xiaoye Zuowen's eyes dimmed for a moment, "Do you hate revenge?"

"No, in fact, it's a happy thing to be happy with each other."

"It says in the book," Xiao Ye Zuowen pointed to the picture book in front of him, "Revenge will only lead to the continuation of grief, a vicious circle, harmful but not beneficial."

"This is a lie," the master said lazily. "Revenge is a part of human nature. It can make people feel happy and can deter others from attacking. The book says this in order to persuade people to carry out revenge. power to the state violence agency.”

"……what."

"In short, people are worried that personal revenge will be 'too much'. In addition, different people have different abilities for revenge, so it is impossible to achieve fairness." The master said lightly: "The weak hope that the strong will abide by order, The strong wish to override order. Since most people are weak, it is in the public interest to observe order.”

"Then what should I do?"

"Just do whatever you want," the master pinched Xiao Ye Zuowen's face, "As long as you don't get lost in it, you'll be fine."

"If one day, you lose yourself," he said meaningfully, "I will want revenge too?"

"Master, how... how do you take revenge?"

As soon as the voice fell, all the scenes shattered like a broken mirror.

Xiaoye Zuowen stood in the void, unable to reach the sky, unable to reach the ground, and began to fall continuously.

The fragments of the mirror surrounded him, reflecting all the past of Xiao Ye Zuo's words, and they kept rising at a lightning speed.

The white bird stopped flapping its wings and fell with him, but his eyes were drawn to the surrounding debris:

He saw the bandit raised his machete high.He saw the sharpener's mouth open and close.He saw Kazutoyo Yamauchi and Chiyo looking at each other and smiling.He saw Hosokawa Fujitaka studying "Anthology of Ancient and Modern Waka".He saw the blood flowing from Akechi Yuko.He saw Hosokawa Tadake smashing the teacup.He sees