The judge has a bad temper

This world is indeed very similar to the world before Qingquan. The attractions, cultural relics, and scenery are almost the same, that is, the names of streets and schools are different.Qingquan feels that this is like a parallel world, the same infrastructure and cultural history, what will really evolve depends on the people in this world.

Just like in his previous world, tennis seems to be a full-fledged sport. You can see people carrying tennis bags everywhere you go. Not only are there many street tennis courts, but the facilities are also very complete.The most outstanding part of the school is also the tennis club.Even everyone he knew played tennis.

For a while, he even really considered whether to learn tennis, otherwise he always felt as if he was out of some general rules.

The reason why he didn't succeed in the end was that he hated hot-blooded youth, very, very much.

Hotaru ran over on short legs, smiling like a cat with a small face, "Qingquan, this is for you!"

Qingquan took it and found it was a green glass ball the size of a fist.What's special is that the inside does not know what kind of material it is, it moves slowly like flowing gold, twinkles in the sun, it is as beautiful as fireflies, and it also looks like the eyes of hotaru.

Qingquan raised his head, and there were little stars of expectation in Yingwan's eyes, so he smiled.

"Thank you, Ying, I will keep it well."

Yingwan smiled wide-eyed, "Xiaozhen discovered it first, I think it's good to give it to you, so I bought it!" Although the pocket money just issued is less than half, the owner likes it!

"SADA-chan," Qingquan looked behind Hotaru and said with a smile, "If you like anything, go buy it."

Taiko Zhong Zhenzong looked a bit distressed, "But I haven't found anything suitable yet."

"It doesn't matter, I will find it." Everyone is very talented in spending money!

It was noon soon, and Qingquan took them to a hot pot restaurant.As long as it doesn't bother others, Qingquan will usually come according to his own taste. After all, there are not many opportunities, and it is not bad to let them taste the food of other countries.

Qingquan likes spicy food more, but every time he will order the mandarin duck pot. In his words, it is "it looks good".Swordsmen who can eat spicy food sit with him, and those who can't eat spicy food sit at the table with friends with similar tastes.

The people at Qingquan's table are rather strange.

In addition to Jinjian and Yingwan, who are clearly able to eat spicy food, there are also Shuzhumaru Koji, Yiqi Yizhen and Mikazuki Zongjin.He didn't say anything about Sanri Yuezongjin. It's not surprising that he belongs to the same school as Jinjian and has the same taste, but it's hard to say about the other two swords.

"I said counting beads, are you sure you don't need to change to another table?" He shook the Buddha knife, isn't this taste too strong, and the style of painting is really inconsistent with the steaming hot pot full of fireworks... ...

"And you, Yiqi Yizhen, are you okay?" He had never seen Yiqi Yizhen eat anything spicy.

Shu Zhuwan Hengci ignored him, grabbed a chopsticks of meat from the red soup, and ate it without changing expression, with an elegant posture.

"Eat with peace of mind, and if you make a mistake again, I'll stuff chili peppers into your bowl." He could tell that although Qingquan likes spicy food, he can't eat it very much. If it's too spicy, he will choke tears.

Qingquan poked at the vegetable leaves in the bowl, feeling quite speechless in his heart, his tone was clearly treating him like a child!He is 40 years old in both lives!

Qingquan suddenly remembered that the group of knife masters, the youngest Horikawa Kunihiro had been around for hundreds of years, and he didn't even know they were his ancestors a few lifetimes ago...

No, no, it can’t be counted that way!Especially those short cuties, who would dare say they are his ancestors? !

Wait, wait... He seems to have another life, but how old is he?Or a few months?How many days?

Ah, my heart is so tired.

In the first phase, Yizhen smiled softly, and gave Qingquan a piece of tofu, "I'm fine, don't worry."

Qingquan took a sip of tofu sadly, now only hot food can cheer up his nerves, "If you can't eat it, just eat white soup, or make some seasoning yourself. The ones there are tomato-flavored, sour and sweet , you can go and have a taste."

Sanri Yuezong knocked on his bowl in dissatisfaction, making a tinkling noise, "I said, don't you need to care about me?"

Qingquan didn't even lift his eyelids, "Jinjian, take care of your uncle."

The little angel Jinjian blinked his big eyes, raised his head innocently and said to Sanri Yuezong, "You are so noisy, why don't you eat quietly?"

Diandao Jinjian is actually the same age as Grandpa Sanriyue, so it's okay to act like a baby with his master, but it's not so easy to talk to his classmates.

Interrupting people from eating has been a felony since ancient times!

Qingquan immediately smiled, "Xiao Tiangou is right, can't you be your handsome man quietly?" He insisted on jumping out to make trouble!

Sanri Yuezong said a series of "hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha", then took out a whole spoonful of chili peppers with a spoon, and poured them into his bowl...

Qingquan laughed back angrily, mother, have you fed all the modesty and honor of the nobles of Heianjing to the dog? !How dare you do such a heartless thing to your master, how angry!

Before Qingquan slapped the chili on Sanri Yuezong's face, Jin Jianyan quickly took away his bowl, and handed over his own bowl, coquettishly, "Qingquan, don't be angry, I'll change it with you~" The head once again warned the fellow disciples in a very serious tone, "Don't make the master angry all the time, eat in peace."

Qingquan and Sanri Yuezong looked at each other closely, with complicated emotions.Being comforted and taught by a (pseudo?) who is not as high as my chest, I feel that the whole person is not good...

After a messy lunch, it was almost 2 o'clock when it was over.

Qingquan's habit of getting sleepy after eating has never changed. After the long lunch time, Qingquan was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes and walked swayingly. fall.

"Hengci, I want to go to the library," Qingquan said with a yawn, "I want to lie down for a while."

Of course Suzumaru Koji would not refuse, and the other swords had no objection to the library, anyway, they were all very interested in things that were different from their previous world.

After arriving at the library, Qingquan discovered a very serious problem.

"Oh, I just found out that we are black households." Qingquan put away his mobile phone and smiled, "We didn't exist in this world, so we can't apply for a card without a certificate."

Yao Yan frowned slightly, "Then you can't go in?"

Qingquan resolutely refused, he must go in, "It's 2 o'clock in the afternoon, the most sleepy time, so the vigilance will not be too high. And I just checked, there is not much information in the mythical story area, that is to say, relatively Unpopular, there are few people who read books, and it is unlikely to attract crowds, so..."

Sanri Yuezong knew about it and stole it.

"The power of knowledge transcends all." Justice Face.

When they arrived at the fairy story area, they found that the administrator was already drowsy.Qingquan approached quietly, and with a wave of his hand, the administrator only felt a blue light floating in front of his eyes, and sleepiness swept over him.

"Blue... fireflies?" The spiritual power made the administrator dream of swarms of fireflies, or the weird blue...

Qingquan strode in, and the swords rushed towards the bookshelves cheerfully.Without his unlock, the administrator will sleep soundly all the time.

Qingquan checked row by row, trying to find out something about the booklet or the pair of eyes.He didn't have any goals for the specific book, he just thought that there might be some discoveries, and Yuko Ichihara's words also made him more concerned.

"Green eyes, red patterns," Utama Kanesada muttered to himself while flipping through the book, "It looks like some kind of monster."

"Monster?" Qingquan rested his fingers on the spine of the book, looking at each book one by one, "Which one do you think it is?" He knew almost nothing about Japanese history and mythology, and Kasen Kanesada might have something valuable to discover.

"It's hard to say, you gave too little information," Kasen Kanesada replied with a chuckle, "Almost all monsters have similar characteristics."

Qingquan was a little discouraged, although it was expected, but he was always worried if he had no clue.

"Ge Xian is right. There are indeed many monsters in Japanese mythology that have patterns and marks." Sankai Yuezong was not smiling, but raised a book and looked at Qingquan. "But there are not many green eyes. The one that appears most often is the demon fox."

Qingquan took the book, which showed a fox with green eyes but no red lines at the corners of the eyes.

"I don't know if it is, although it looks a bit like it, but..." Qingquan didn't know how to explain, and felt a little anxious, "Looking at this picture, I don't feel anything." It's like looking at a fake, it is Feel wrong.

Sanri Yuezong patted his head lightly, "It's okay, we will continue to look for it."

Qingquan raised his head to look at him, and the corners of Sanri Yuezong's lips curled up slightly, his eyes were inclusive and warm, "Every person, thing, and event you meet is the key to your past memories, Qingquan, are you worried about this?"

Qingquan subconsciously turned his eyes away, and Sanri Yuezong didn't speak any more.

Kasen Kanesada had already gone to another bookshelf, and whispers could be heard in the distance from time to time.

"Sanriyue, I have always known where I am going to take you." Qingquan rubbed the bookshelf unconsciously, and said with some hesitation, "It is a place of freedom, but I don't know where I will go, I don't even know where I am. who."

He'd always thought he'd always be with them, and maybe lose some of his companions, maybe he'd be the first to disappear.But he wasn't afraid, and he didn't hesitate to stop.

Before he didn't care too much about who he was and where he came from.He inherited everything from Inoue Qingquan, so he is Inoue Qingquan.He became the judge of 1010 Honmaru, so he is the master of these swords.He has people he cares about, and the people he cares about also like him, which is enough to piece together his self-cognition completely.

However, since he discovered that he may not be human, he began to think about where he came from.Suzumaru Tsuneji and Mikazuki Sokami described to him when he was a child, although he was happy but he didn't have any memory. The booklet and eyes that appeared in the dream deepened his worries.

who is he?Where will he go?What is his past?

Sanri Yuezong looked at the young man beside him lovingly.

The thin side face is somewhat melancholy, and the always firm eyes are slightly tinged with doubt, like a lost child standing at a crossroads at a loss.

He reached out and hugged his boy tenderly.

"No matter who you are, no matter where you come from, I, Sanri Yue Zongjin, will always be by my side, and will be loyal to you until death."

You are my master, Qingquan.

The author has something to say:

Half of the swords were wounded, but none of the babies in the 5 pictures came. The Africans identified them correctly, so angry!It hurts my eyes, can't someone comfort me? ? ? ?