[Comprehensive] Fusangshen

In the recent period, Kunihiro Yamabuki has keenly noticed that Honmaru seems to have become a little different.

It's like a seed that was planted not long ago, finally germinated and grew rapidly with the brewing of time.

Maybe there were hidden omens before, but the current situation has obviously become more obvious, and it has completely reached the point where it cannot be ignored.

"Yamabagiri."

It was rumored that Xiaohumaru, who had been in a state of invisibility all day long, unexpectedly appeared in front of his eyes so casually.

The silver-haired Fu Sangshen showed a little apologetic and anxious look, with pointed canines looming between his lips and teeth, like a wild fox anxiously guarding the edge of its den.

"What's the matter, Little Fox Maru?"

Yamabuki Kunihiro hesitated for a moment, and after confirming that the person in front of him was indeed himself and not a counterfeit, he spoke carefully.

"That's right, Xiaohu wants to ask..."

Xiaohumaru paused slightly as he spoke, as if he was thinking about how to express it.

After a while, his originally frowning brows relaxed, and he continued, "Xiaohu wants to ask, have you ever seen a stone?"

"……what?"

Yamabuki Kunihiro stopped holding his hat.As if he didn't react, he simply uttered meaningless question words.

Xiaohumaru also seemed to realize that his description was too broad. After all, there were a lot of things like stones in Honmaru's courtyard.

So, he quickly added: "It's not an ordinary stone, it's more special... The color is a little reddish, and the shape is..."

Yamabashi Kirihiro: "..."

Although the other party didn't speak, Xiaohumaru clearly felt the speechless and pitiful eyes of his colleagues.

If I had to describe it, it would probably be "I'm afraid this is not a fool".

So Xiaohuwan had no choice but to keep silent and sighed.

"Forget it, Xiaohu should look for it by himself... I just interrupted, Yamabuchi."

As the words fell, he saw a piece of bright yellow clothes passing by, and then Xiaohuwan disappeared from his vision.

Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro, who was left in place, stood silently for a few seconds, then pulled his hat slowly, and started walking again.

However, before he could walk around the next corner, the sound of "dong dong dong" footsteps came from the corridor again, which was a bit of a rush.

Afterwards, the figure of Kiyomitsu Kawa appeared in front of Yamabuki Kunihiro.

"...What, did Yamabashi cut you? I thought..."

After seeing the person in front of him clearly, California Qingguang muttered a few words in frustration, then raised his eyelids again, and asked directly: "Hey, have you ever seen a stone?"

Yamabashi Kirihiro: "..."

California Qingguang: "Well, it looks like it's gone... But if you see it later, you must remember to let me know! Then that's it, goodbye!"

These voices hadn't even dissipated completely, and California Qingguang had already disappeared from sight, just like when he came here.

Yamabuki Kunihiro stood still for a long time this time.

After a while, Fu Sangshen, who still hadn't gotten rid of the stupefied state, blinked his eyes, and decided to let his poor brain cells go temporarily.

Then, Yamabagiri took another step forward.

3 seconds later—

"Hahaha, I didn't expect to meet Yamabukiri here."

Accompanied by the magical laughter unique to the Heianjing old man, Mikazuki Zong Zongziyi appeared gracefully and gracefully.

Fu Sangshen, who was like the moon in the sky, slightly bent his eyes, and the star-like light leaked from the thick eyelashes.

Yamabuchi Kunihiro was silent for a moment, and then said before the other party: "Are you looking for a stone?"

Sankai Yuezong, who was about to speak, choked for a moment, then nodded and said: "That's right, that's right, I never thought that you would be a prophet, hahahaha."

Kunihiro Yamabuchi glanced at him expressionlessly, and then continued to point to the left and right sides of the corridor with a slumped face: "Xiaohumaru looked to the left, and California Kiyomitsu looked to the right, and I don't know about the rest."

Sanri Yuezong blinked his eyes, as if he was still out of the situation.

However, Yamabuchi Kunihiro didn't want to accompany the other party in a daze. In fact, he didn't even know what these guys were doing now!

"Then that's it."

After saying these words, Kunihiro Yamababa didn't care about Mikazuki Munekin any more, and left directly.

Raising his hand to grab the white hat to cover most of his face, Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro, who was on his way, didn't go far, and heard the sound of approaching footsteps again.

Yamabuki Kunihiro clearly noticed that the other party stopped in front of him.

But this time, he didn't even have the interest to look up.

"I've never seen a stone before. Kohomaru California Kiyomitsu Mikazuki Mune recently went to look for it."

After saying everything he knew in one breath, Yamabuchi buried his face in the white cloth, and planned to avoid it and continue walking.

"Is that so?"

The visitor seemed to understand the situation, and spoke slowly.

Kunihiro Yamababa nodded slightly in his heart, thinking that it would be great if the other party could understand.

But soon, he noticed something was wrong——

This voice...he had never heard it before!

Realizing that the voice did not belong to any acquaintance in Honmaru, Yamabuchi Kunihiro's eyes suddenly widened, and at the same time, he pushed the sword away with his thumb, and quickly drew the sword out of its sheath.

"clang--"

With a crisp sound, Kunihiro Yamababa Kirihiro's attack was intercepted.

The main body held in the hand buzzed for a long time, and the tiger's mouth was numb from the shock.

Kunihiro Yamababa gritted his teeth unwillingly, and then he did not retreat at all, but turned around and charged up again after accumulating strength.

There was a faint snort in the air: "A reckless approach."

Electric flint.

The swords that separated not long after the first confrontation between the two strikes began to collide fiercely again.

The blade rubbed and slid from one end to the other, and golden sparks splashed at the intersection, accompanied by a sharp trembling sound due to the exertion of the wrist.

"boom--"

However, in terms of results, this second confrontation did not last long.

A few seconds later, a streak of silver streaked across the air, and then the flying knife swirled, and finally plunged heavily into the floor not far away.

The main body is released.

Yamabuki Kunihiro let out a muffled snort, then panted and supported himself with the scabbard.

"Aren't you going to get your body back?"

The other party calmly said in the same calm voice as before, "I don't mind if I do it again."

"……I lost."

Yamabuki Kunihiro clenched his hands slightly, then he took a deep breath, and finally raised his head resignedly: "The loser has no right to choose, even if you want to kill now...!"

The blue eyes widened in astonishment, Yamabuki Kunihiro suddenly bit his tongue——

Because as his eyes moved up from the ground, he naturally saw the weapon in the opponent's hand first.

In fact, he should have seen it during the confrontation just now, but just now his eyes were only fighting, coupled with some preconceived notions, so that he actually ignored it for a while.

That's right, the sword held in the opponent's hand, the extremely familiar appearance and structure——

It is the body of Zong Sanzuo's characters!

The guy who is not Zongsanzuo's script is holding a weapon that belongs to Zongsanzuo's script.

The first thing that came to Yamabuki Kunihiro's mind was "robbing".

But soon he denied it.Because Fu Sangshen's body can most straightforwardly show Fu Sangshen's state, Zong San must be [-]% in good condition now with the aggressive performance just now.

In other words, it is Zong Sanzuo who is willing to contribute his body for the people in front of him to use.

——Besides Fusangshen himself, the only one who can use the body sword is...

--"Lord".

Yamabuchi Kunihiro raised his head slowly, and for the first time, he saw the other party's face clearly.

Then, all his attention was focused on those dark golden eyes.

—he had seen...

——Just over a month ago, on the day when the god judge had an accident...

——The familiar golden color, and...

——The red flame...

"……It's you."

Fu Sangshen raised his head, strands of golden hair leaked from the hat.

"Oh? Can you actually recognize me?"

The red-haired man showed a look of surprise, and then he praised without stinginess: "Sharp enough."

Hearing the words, Yamabaki Kirihiro silently lowered his head and pulled his hat.

But he didn't forget that the man in front of him was an unknown guy.

So, Grandma Shan pursed her lips and asked in a low voice, "Who are you?"

The man tilted his head and raised the corners of his lips, but instead of answering Fu Sangshen's question, he said, "I said, since I just defeated you, should you show something?"

Yamababa Kiri Kunihiro frowned first, then drooped his eyelashes negatively, and calmly said, "Of course, even if it's killing..."

——It doesn’t matter if you kill me.

The last few words were left unsaid.

Of course, this was not because Yamabuchi Kunihiro temporarily repented or was afraid, but because he noticed the man's sudden gaze.

Obviously it was just a casual glance, but it succeeded in making Yamabuchi blew up.

——I always feel that something super scary will happen after I finish talking.

——No, no, he is clearly not even afraid of death...not afraid...afraid of QAQ

Yamabuchi silently swallowed the remaining words, and stood still.

"Hmph, it's almost the same as Zong Sanzuo's writing."

The man murmured to himself with a half-smile, then straightened up slightly, like a lion gradually stretching its body: "In this case, let's go."

"……where to?"

Kunihiro Yamababa looked at the figure who had already walked out, and murmured puzzledly.

"Wanwu—"

What, it turned out to be Wanwu.

Hearing the man's answer, Yamabuki Kunihiro breathed a sigh of relief for some reason.

However, in the next moment, the man seemed to have discovered what the other party was thinking, or it was premeditated, and he slowly turned around and added the second half of the sentence——

"—Flower Street."