[Comprehensive] Three days of beauty in the prosperous age, Yue Zong is near

Mikazuki Munekin, Tsurumaru Kuninaga, and Shuten-douji sat together.

Sanriyue was still drinking green tea leisurely.

Shuten still folded his hands expressionlessly.

Tsurumaru looked at Mikazuki next to him, and then at Shuten-douji next to Mikazuki.

"Ah, ah, ah... Bored to the point of death." Tsurumaru lay back, looked at the blue sky, white fluffy clouds, feeling energetic but unable to exert himself.

After lying down for a few seconds, Tsurumaru sat up abruptly, turned his head and said to Mikazuki, "Mikazuki, can I go around?"

"Yes." Sanriyue nodded.

"Wow, that's great!" Tsurumaru jumped up with excitement on his face. It was the first time he was summoned. To him, this Honmaru was like an untapped treasure, full of surprises everywhere.

"Is it really okay for you not to follow? He is like a newborn baby, full of curiosity about everything, if he is not careful, he will cause some big trouble." Jiu Tun said while holding his head, yawning.

"Well, this is youth, youth is good." San Riyue sighed.

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Tsurumaru looked at the space-time rift above the field and exclaimed "Wow~", "It's amazing~"

After looking around, he made sure there was no one there, and Tsurumaru compared his hands to the space-time rift again, "Hmm... I don't know if something will happen if you throw something in."

Thinking of this, Tsurumaru planned to do this, he squatted down and picked up a stone, put it on a cushion, looked at the space-time crack in the sky, took aim, and threw it hard——

The stone was accurately thrown into the crack of time and space by Tsurumaru.

a second later—

Nothing happened.

1 minutes later--

Nothing happened.

5 minutes later--

Still nothing happened.

"Cut." Tsurumaru pursed his lips, looking bored.

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night.

The moon hangs quietly in the sky, thin clouds drift by, and the hazy moonlight shines through the clouds. The dots of stars are like round pearls, embedded under the sky, shining brightly.

Three small figures hide furtively behind a big tree, they are:

A dead fish-eye child with silver curly hair, a child with short soft purple hair, and a child with long black and smooth hair.

The child with short purple hair and the child with long black and soft hair were lying on the tree, not knowing what they were peeking at.

The silver curly-haired child rolled his eyes, turned around and planned to sneak away, but saw a crack in the sky was torn open by something, and then a stone fell out of it, falling in front of him.

The silver-haired kid rubbed his eyes, and after the stone fell out, the crack closed, leaving nothing behind, except for a stone in front of him.

A shrill scream knocked away the birds resting on the branches, breaking the tranquility of the night.

"Ahhh!!! There are ghosts!!!"

Bump——

There are two big red buns 'freshly baked' on the silver soft curly hair.

The child with short purple hair held up his fists, with a look of resentment, "Yinshi, what are you yelling!"

Black -with long -haired children's index fingers on the lips, "Hush -Hush -Do you want to wake up Songyang Teacher?!"

The silver curly-haired child held his head in aggrieved way, "Hey, you guys are screaming too, right?"

"Oh, it's midnight, you guys don't sleep, what are you doing?" The brown-haired young man suddenly appeared with a bright smile, looking at the three children who were turning their heads slowly while stiff, the corners of their mouths widened again. point.

The author has something to say:

Seeing that the little angels are so enthusiastic, I can't help the second watch (*/ω＼*)

Open a new instance: Gintama

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