The golden finger of my family's god judge is the bloodline of the onmyoji assistant shikigami

After entering, Goto and Yaken left the wooden house one after another, leaving Yuma and Tsurumaru alone.

"Tsurumaru...Master, you, why are you looking at me like this?" Yuma looked at Tsurumaru's expression a little strangely, so he could only ask cautiously.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga stared at the monster boy in front of him, his pale golden eyes showed three-point puzzlement and seven-point suspicion, and he spoke very slowly, but asked him unavoidably, "What's the matter with Hotaru? You... Can you really revive the 'dead' Fu Sangshen? Or, can you restore the broken sword to its original shape?" While asking, Fu Sangshen's hand gently supported the handle of the Taidao.

It turned out that I was asking this... Youzhen was a little relieved, knowing that none of these swords were simple, cheer up, Jiang Xia Youzhen, a mere Tsurumaru Kuninaga, must not be stumped!

The young man stared at the corners of his bright green eyes, looking at Fu Sangshen in a daze, as if he didn't understand his question, and felt aggrieved. Inject spiritual power into the sword... the sword, although the thing at that time didn't look like a sword..."

"It's that simple?" Tsurumaru frowned slightly, "Then how do you explain that your spiritual power is completely different from what you usually show?"

"No, it's different?" Yuma looked at Tsurumaru in surprise, "Why is it different? Why... don't I know?"

"You don't know?" Tsurumaru still remembers how the boy was completely covered by the pink spiritual power petals at that time, but the other party's demeanor at this time is not fake at all, so... Is there anything else in the little monster's body? A secret he doesn't even know?

"I..." The boy swayed slightly, and grabbed Tsurumaru's hand nervously, "Have I exposed the fish tail? No way? Is it sunken?"

"No..." Tsurumaru shook his head, but still looked at Yuma suspiciously, "Tell me, how did you summon Hotarumaru, and what happened after you injected spiritual power into the sword?"

Hearing that he was not exposed, the young man relaxed a little, and let go of Tsurumaru's hand, tilted his head and thought, "I felt that my eyes were darkened, and my body became very light, as if I was flying. Many petals are flying around me, so beautiful..."

Tsurumaru looked at Yuma in surprise, at this moment, a ray of sunlight was projected on him through the broken window behind the boy, his eyes were blurred, his hands were involuntarily gesticulating those flying petals, his sleeves slipped down to his elbows , revealing a section of white and shiny arm, which fell into Fu Sangshen's eyes, almost transparent, as if the whole little monster was glowing.

"It's very dark there, but there are many shining spots like fireflies flying around, as if they are guiding me..." The boy seemed to have returned to that dreamlike place, the corners of his lips couldn't help The ground slightly tilted up, "I followed those fireflies and flew and flew, and saw a large group of fluorescent objects. When I flew closer, I realized that it was a sleeping little boy!"

Is it Hotaru?Is that legend true?Tsurumaru hesitated, but still nodded to Yuuma to continue talking.

"That child was covered with firefly lights, I pushed him, and he woke up...I..."

"What are you?"

"I, I can't remember..." The boy hammered his head, shook his head, and looked at Tsurumaru with regret, "My memory ends here, and I will remember seeing you all later, and then that... Hotaru jumped out and called my master... I don't remember what I said or did to him in that dream afterwards... Tsurumaru-sama, I'm sorry..."

Like meeting for the first time, Yuma folded her hands on her forehead, prostrated herself on the ground and saluted Tsurumaru, and said in a muffled and choked voice, "My lord, I, I didn't do well..."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga looked at Yuma without moving for a while, after a while, he lifted the boy up from his hand, but saw tears hanging on the other's slender eyelashes.

Sighing, Tsurumaru sat a little closer and looked at him seriously, "How much do you know about your body? How strong is your spiritual power? How much? Do you have any other skills besides healing? You only have... only Are there two forms, human form and fish form?... How much memory do you have before, during, and after the catastrophe?"

The young man sniffed aggrievedly, wiped his face casually, looked at Tsurumaru with red eyes, like a little rabbit, "I don't know, do you have any previous memories, except for the ones I told you when we first met? In fact, I just woke up the day before you appeared, what happened when the world changed suddenly, what I did, I can’t remember all of it..." As he spoke, the young man lowered his head and kneaded unconsciously. Rubbing the corner of his clothes, "I'm stupid, stupid, I don't even understand what kind of existence I am, many choices are made subconsciously and instinctively...you ask me, I don't know any of them ……but!"

Yuma suddenly raised his head to look at Tsurumaru, and eagerly grabbed the hem of Tsurumaru's clothes, "I will work very hard, I, I will be really useful, I will find out what is strong or weak, I don't know what I am Is there any other form, but, I really... I... don't leave me... Tsurumaru-sama, please, don't leave me..."

"You..." Tsurumaru looked at the pitiful young man who was pulling his clothes and weeping silently with a complicated expression. His hands were shaking, and he kept silent even though he was crying, even the sound of inhaling was very soft. Tears flowed down one after another, but none of them fell on my clothes. No matter how you look at it, it makes people... feel distressed.

"You...don't cry..." Fu Sangshen's tone finally softened.

"..." It's okay if you don't cry, if you don't cry, how can I pass this test easily!Jiang Xia Youzhen is very aware of how attractive and moving she is when she cries. Although she is similar to her sister, Xueying has an invincible smile, shining like the sun in the sky when she smiles, but what makes Youzhen most heart-warming is his silent voice. The appearance of crying is sad and touching.

Tsurumaru had no choice but to help the boy up with his own hands, stretched out his hand to pinch the tip of the other's chin, and made him look at him, "I won't want you, what are you thinking about!"

"Really, really?" With a thick nasal voice, the boy's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his wet eyes stared straight at Tsurumaru. That kind of dependence and trust was something Tsurumaru had never seen in his life, even his former masters and partners. No one has ever looked at themselves like this.

In a daze, Tsurumaru seemed to see countless light spots emanating from Yuuma's body. The blue, green and pink light spots in different shades surrounded the boy, and then disappeared in the sunlight.The other party's body looked so illusory, as if it was about to turn into a beam of light and fly away. The face was so white that it was almost transparent, and the pale pink lips were shining with water, and they opened slightly unconsciously...

Sighing again, Tsurumaru Kuninaga bowed his head and kissed the boy who was still crying.Yuuma's eyes widened, and subconsciously wanted to push Tsurumaru away, not wanting that the other party would imprison him tightly in his arms with one hand, and pressed his head with the other hand, continuously deepening the sudden kiss.

Originally, Tsurumaru just wanted to scare the boy so that he would not continue to cry, but for some reason, at the moment of the kiss, he fell into it as if possessed by an evil spirit.

The little monster's lips are very soft, a little thin, and it tastes slightly sweet, and the healing power full of vitality is transmitted along the breath, a wonderful taste that has never been experienced before.Tsurumaru felt as if he was holding a ball of light, his pure and flawless eyes were full of surprise, bewilderment and bewilderment, his own image was reflected in his eyes, the ground was full, and he was the only one... strength was churning, Tsurumaru felt Some kind of power exchange is going on between me and the boy, and an invisible bond is slowly forming, implicating the two people, entangled with each other, unable to separate...

Yuma was a little surprised, it wasn't Tsurumaru who would kiss him, in fact he was very confident in his appearance, but it wasn't his purpose to bewitch Fusangshen, he just wanted to pretend to be pitiful and let him be resurrected In the past, if crying couldn't impress Tsurumaru, then he was ready to sell his blood, but he never thought about the other party but forced him to kiss him.But it doesn't matter, it's not an entity anyway, letitgo!

Even more surprising, however, was what happened next.The auras of Fu Sangshen and Youzhen began to communicate with each other, blending together, the young man slowly closed his eyes, and began to respond to the kiss intentionally or unintentionally, although the movements were very jerky, it made Tsurumaru sink even deeper.

A series of pictures began to flash before Yuzhen's eyes, without exception, all of them were Tsurumaru's. There were scenes of fighting the marching army, farming with a hoe, and hand in hand with others, holding the hand of a little girl. The look of shopping together... the look of falling in the dark...

Is this Fu Sangshen's past?Or...my hallucination?Yuma couldn't be sure, and then he suddenly found that he and Tsurumaru seemed to have established a vague connection, and the hearts of the two seemed to be implicated.Yuuma suddenly remembered Fox's words.

"Every fusangshen here comes from a real soul, and the power of the soul will be immortal in this world..."

Could it be that I am blending with Tsurumaru's original power now?We... have exchanged soul power?Wait, is this the real "recognition of the Lord" that Fox Nosuke said?

Yuma noticed that the sword tent column on the panel of the God Judge was lit up, and the portrait of Tsurumaru Kuninaga was solid, clear and vivid, shining with a faint light.Yuma clicked curiously, and suddenly found a row of standing pictures of Tsurumaru behind him, which were flashed memory fragments before, and the last picture was a picture of Tsurumaru embracing and kissing herself...

Alas, if the way to establish a connection with Fu Sangshen is to kiss, then my morals... Forget it, it's already like this, what more morals do I need!

As if he had finally realized something, Yuu really blushed for a moment, Tsurumaru watched the young man's face slowly turn red from a faint blush, even fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his brows frowned Wake up, eyelashes trembling violently...

You won't be dizzy, will you?Tsurumaru finally let go reluctantly.

"Cough, cough, cough..." A series of violent coughs came along with the sound of the young man breathing heavily, and he collapsed into Tsurumaru's arms, his body heaving violently.

"Little idiot, can't you breathe?"

The young man patted the boy's back lightly over and over again to help him straighten out his breathing.Tsurumaru Kuninaga obviously felt that something had changed between himself and the little monster. For a moment before, he seemed to have returned to the time when his former master summoned him to establish a connection with him, but how could it be possible? There is no god judge anymore, he is just a little monster, how can he establish a connection with Sword Fusangshen?Illusion?But I clearly felt that I was connected with the boy by an invisible thread.

"Tsuraru...Master, I..." The young man who finally got over his strength looked at Fu Sangshen uneasily, and touched his swollen lips, not knowing what to do.

"Haha, are you scared?" Tsurumaru tried his best to pretend not to care, trying to ignore the close feeling of heart-to-heart connection with the boy.

"Hmm..." Youzhen nodded slowly, twisting her body uneasily, "You...I...well, it's a little hot, can you let me go?"

Tsurumaru immediately let go of the boy, scratching his head in embarrassment.

"You, what you did to me just now...was it a punishment?"

"Hey?" What an innocent little monster, "Why do you say that?"

"That...mouth, the mouth hurts...it hurts..." The young man touched the bright red lips from being sucked, and looked at Tsurumaru with a very aggrieved expression, "Well, I will really be obedient, you, you Can you not punish me like this in the future..."

"Pfft...cough cough, I know, let's not be an example!" Wow, this comprehension really scared me, but it's okay.

"Remember, you can only be punished like this by me alone. If anyone else wants to punish you like this, please tell me as soon as possible. Got it? Little monster!"

"Yeah! I see, Tsurumaru-sama! You...really, you won't leave me, right?"

"Hahaha! Did you get scared this time? I'm sorry!" Tsurumaru laughed and rubbed the boy's head, then stood up, "I'll go and bring that Hotaru over, it's still a big sword, even though it's practiced at 0 , but if you practice well, it will be a good combat power!"

"Huh? I'm sorry to trouble you... Tsurumaru-sama!" The boy hastily saluted Fusangshen again.

"Get ready, my... master!"

"Yes! Tsurumaru, go and bring Hotaru, I want to see him!" Yuma straightened up and looked at Tsurumaru Kuninaga with calm eyes.

"Yes, Master..."

From a distance, Goto and Yaken looked at each other, watching Tsurumaru Kuninaga leave the wooden house.

"Although I can't hear what they said, but... so, are you such an existence?" Blood is boiling, general!

"Hmph, what, because Tsurumaru is big enough to kiss the general?" I'm going to get bigger!

Ah, really... I want to penetrate him with the handle of the knife!

Shall we cooperate?Rescue the general from that perverted Tsurumaru!

The two looked at each other again and nodded slowly.

Don't be complacent, it's just a temporary cooperation, there will always be a day when the winner will be determined!

Humph, just what I want!

Yuzhen in the house looked at the green dot leaving on the map, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, ah, it's getting more and more interesting, every knife, the existence that can be fought for, I don't want to let go... the power of the soul...

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It feels like the protagonist is going further and further on the wrong path... This chapter has exploded in words... My little Yingwan still hasn't appeared...