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

"Oh, it's too small, it's such a small god judge, it's hard for people to notice..."

"No matter how young you are, you are still my master, and from now on... you will be your master from now on, Yan Rong!"

"I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to enjoy himself like this? Well, forget it, as long as you are happy!"

On a clear morning, Wuyoshi Zhenzong was sweeping the snow in the courtyard with a broom.

This space seems to be in the deep winter snow season forever, and it snowed all night last night. The yard is covered with silver, and the red plums reflect the white snow, adding to the bright and gorgeous color. The beauty of the scenery makes Wu Ji sweep I was attracted as soon as I swept it, and I just admired the beautiful scenery in front of me, even forgetting the broom in my hand.

"Sweeping the court and holding the broom to forget the snow. The people are beautiful and beautiful, what an elegant picture... My lord, what do you think?"

"Worthy of being a famous sword in the cultural department, Mr. Gexian is very elegant."

The judge snuggled into the arms of Kiri Kunihiro, holding a bowl of hot tea in his hand, took a sip, and nodded slightly, "Mr. is very good at tea art, the green haze is broken, the fragrance is light and the frankincense is light, good tea! "

Kasen Kanesada smiled humbly, looking at the young man's eyes full of joy and relief from meeting a bosom friend, "Since I'm known as a cultured person, it's natural, right? I'm good at waka, tea ceremony, and identification."

Youzhen naturally nodded in agreement, and smiled reservedly, and continued to chat with Song Xian with great interest, reciting poems and songs.The two of them intentionally or unintentionally ignored Yamabuchi Kunihiro's ugly face, unfriendly eyes, and continuous sighs...

Imaken ran across the corridor, clutching a bouquet of bright red plums, but almost ran into someone at the corner.

"Ah, it's His Majesty Umaru, I'm sorry, I ran too fast."

"Hehe, it's okay, who called you a little tengu?" Gently patted Imaiken on the head, Yingmaru smiled kindly.

"This direction... His Highness Umaru is looking for the master?" Imaiken tilted his head and looked at the sword in front of him.

"Well, His Royal Highness Song Xian said that your master is very good at tasting tea, so I would like to ask for advice."

"That's great. I'm about to send the plum blossoms I picked to my master. He's not in good health and is always bored in the house. I...do you think he will be happy seeing this?"

"Hmm..." Yingmaru carefully looked at the bunch of plum blossoms that Jinjian handed to him, and then nodded with a smile after a while, "It's a very perfect bunch of plum blossoms. It seems that I chose it with care. Jinjian is very beautiful. I like Master, your Master will definitely receive this kindness!"

"Great!"

With Yingwan's approval, the little tengu jumped up and down with joy, grabbed Yingwan's hand, and ran towards the room of the god judge, "Your Highness, come quickly, let's go find the master together!"

"Wait, wait a minute, why don't we take a leisurely walk there..."

The sun gradually hides behind the thin clouds, and the breeze gradually picks up, carrying snow and ice chips, and the chill is getting stronger.

On the roof, the silver-haired man who had been sitting in a ball stretched lazily, squinted his eyes, and turned around with a smile, revealing two pointed canine teeth.

"Yanrong, why are you here? Do you have something to do with Xiaohu?"

"Ah, His Highness Xiaohumaru... I don't know what you think of that god-inspector living here?"

"Isn't that your master? Why are you asking me?"

Xiaohumaru stood up with a smile, playing with her long hair, "I don't have any opinion on that child, or...in such a forgotten and isolated space, whether it is a god judge or a sword, it has lost its original meaning. Doesn't it make sense?

Me, I'd better be my fox, as long as it's harmless to me, even a wild fox won't bite people at will..."

Yan Rong frowned as he watched Xiaohuwan jump up and down before disappearing from his sight, and heaved a heavy sigh in his heart.

If it is really a forgotten space, how could there be a god-inspector visiting it?That's all... As long as you are safe and happy, I can bear everything else... Anyway, I don't hate children.

That night, at the suggestion of Kasen Kanesada, this existing sword, which is tentatively called "Yukimaru", held a welcome tea party for the god judges. Even Kohomaru attended, but Yuma strongly suspected that he was just for The fried tofu made by Gexian appeared.

However, thanks to this welcome meeting, the examiner saw the attitude of Sizhen's sword that does not belong to him. Gexian and Yanrong are friendly green, Yingwan is yellow-green, and Xiaohumaru is alienated and indifferent. , which is basically consistent with their attitude towards the god judges.Everyone's words and deeds are in line with Yuma's understanding of them, and no one has any special behavior. In contrast, Yuma's own Mukichi Sadamune and Yamabuki Kunihiro seem to be more awkward.

"Master..." Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro looked at the judge who was still playing with teacups under the lamp under the quilt, and he didn't know how to speak for a while.

The young man looked peaceful and peaceful, and finally there was some blood on his face, and it was no longer the usual paleness.Under the warm light, he stroked the shiny teacup with his fingers, and his eyes were slightly relaxed.

"If you want to say something, just say it, are the imitations so hypocritical?"

"I……"

As if he didn't expect the boy to suddenly change from a docile little rabbit to a sharp little wild wolf, Yamabuchi Kunihiro choked for a moment, but he was not hit by the "imitation" in a circle, but frowned, serious looked at the judge.

"Although I can't tell the reason, I always feel that this is not a good place. We should try to leave as soon as possible."

Yuma looked at him in surprise, and slowly raised the corners of her lips, revealing a real smile.

"It's good to think of going with me, come here, Yamabashi Kirihiro..." He waved to the young man, and watched the other party leaning over awkwardly with a blushing face. give up.Both hands expertly held Yamabukiri's arm, slightly lowered it, and rested his head on the young man's shoulder.

"The biggest contradiction here is that it's too peaceful and beautiful. I don't believe that there is really a paradise in this world, and that His Royal Highness Song Xian is too kind to me..."

"Then Yingwan and Xiaohuwan?"

"According to what they said, the reason for coming here is similar to ours. They also came here by accidentally stepping into the teleportation. I don't think it is necessary for them to lie about this. The point is, their thoughts after coming here are Are you willing to spend a limited life here, or break the shackles, return to the bloody and real world, and try to survive? It's hard to guess what these two are thinking..."

"Then... your current sword... and Yan Rong?"

Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro waited for a long while, but he didn't hear the interrogator's response before he looked down, only to find that the boy had closed his eyes and fell asleep breathing lightly.

Owner……

The young man raised his hand, paused for a moment, but still caressed the young man's face, and immediately after that, pressed a kiss on the young man's forehead.

As long as you are by my side, even in the face of famous swords, I will never back down.

"The fox transforms into a son, and swims in the clear frost and moonlight night..."

"Heh... Is Your Highness Yingmaru such an elegant little fox at night? I thought..." The tall man elbowed the door frame, his eyes lowered, and he looked at the tea man sitting in the room with a half-smile. I thought I walked into Ge Xian's room by mistake."

"Did Yanrong look for you? He also worked so hard for that kid Jinjian..." Yingwan put down the tea bowl, "Then you came to me for...the God Judge?"

Xiaohuwan walked up to Yingwan and sat down, grabbed the teapot on the side and took a sip, smacked his lips, and smiled evilly, "It still tastes the same, I remember your tea art is not so bad, right? What do you brew?" They all taste the same…”

"Ah, because it's the same water..."

Not caring about the other party's disrespectful behavior, Ying Wan still held up the bowl gracefully, looked down at the emerald green tea soup, shook it slightly, it was astringent and heavy. "Little Fox Ball... I want to taste a different taste, do you want to come together?"

"Oh? Where to taste it? Where is Song Xian?"

"What a cunning and bad fox... You obviously brought it up first, but you keep pretending to be stupid."

Yingwan smiled and poured out the tea soup in his hand, knocked Yehu on the forehead, and was grabbed by Xiaohuwan's wrist and brought him into his arms. ...Whether you pretend to be stupid or smart, don't we all have the same goal?"

Escape from this real dream, beautiful tomb, really live, live...

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