[Comprehensive] Fusangshen

Because Chiqing's power had little effect on Jin's injury, and Jin also showed that Baiyin's power was useful to him.

So after thinking about it for a while, Shen Chen still decided to let Jin return to the K world.

"Are you going back?"

After hearing Shen Shen's decision, Qing Jian asked first.

"Back."

No matter how hesitant Shen Chen was, he gave a straightforward answer.

After all, he really hasn't been back for a long time, so it's not bad to take this opportunity to go back and have a look.

Don't look at the fact that crossing the world sounds grand, but for Shen Shen, who often travels to different worlds, it is really commonplace.

So when Qing Jian and Jin were still in contact with the stone board, Shen Shen decisively decided to take a step first.

The old driver Chubby activated his power skillfully and sent his host to the destination as usual.

However, none of them thought that SC's cross-boundary blow would cause huge aftereffects on time and space, so that the transmission channel built by Chubby became extremely unstable this time.

——So the old driver overturned.

"Qubi, why do I feel that you have become more and more unreliable recently?"

After realizing that he went to the wrong world again, Shen Shen gave Qiubi a sideways look, with an unfriendly tone.

"This is your illusion, Master Shen Shen."

The little white creature flicked its tail innocently, and then said: "There is a cause and effect in everything that happens. Since you have arrived here, there must be a cause and effect that belongs to you. Therefore, some things are beyond my control." Those who are in control are not within the scope of my responsibility."

Shen Shen sneered, ignored it, and instead looked at the environment he was in.

He was in total darkness now.

There is obviously no light source in this space, but he can see himself clearly, which is both contradictory and magical.

What made Shen Shen more concerned was the feeling of silence and stillness at this moment, which was very familiar.

The torrent of memory rewinds back, and at a certain place, I finally find a similar fragment——

I remembered.

Isn't this situation the very beginning, when he just signed a contract with Chubby and became Fusangshen?

In my impression, he seemed to have maintained this state for a long time before being picked up by the Five Tigers.

Then Shen Chen understood——

The cause and effect that was originally buried a long time ago should finally be present today.

After knowing this, Shen Shen calmed down.

Then he slowly activated the part of the power that belonged to Fu Sangshen that he hadn't used for a long time.

If nothing else, Shen Shen should be in a state of not being awakened yet.

Theoretically speaking, without the supply of spiritual power from the person being judged, he cannot even develop self-awareness.

However, Shen Chen is a bug, so with the overflow of power, he can already perceive the external situation.

So, as if observing from the perspective of God, the first thing Shen Shen saw was a red scarf.

A little familiar?

His gaze then moved up, and then he saw a face that was both familiar and unfamiliar——

Son of Kawara, Kiyomitsu, California.

The reason why it feels strange is because at this time, California Qingguang has covered most of his face.

The white bandage was uncoordinatedly wrapped around the face. From the occasional gaps, one could see faint bloodstains oozing out, and in more serious places, it had even been stained black by the stagnant blood.

Seeing this, Shen Shen's eyes paused for a moment, then narrowed his eyes suddenly——

Objectively speaking, this is not a fatal injury, but it can already create enough pain.

Besides, everyone knows that California Qingguang is a knife who cares a lot about appearance.From this aspect, Xiyuan Temple's actions were indeed cruel enough.

Several thoughts quickly turned in his mind, and after that, the picture Shen Shen saw stretched until it was enough for him to see a large area clearly.

Then he realized that the place he was currently in was a dark room.

The interior furnishings of this room are very simple, there are even spiders blatantly weaving webs in the corner, it looks like no one has used it for a long time.

However, combined with the tools such as nail pulling, powder, sword wiping cloth, and sandpaper that can be seen everywhere in the house, it is not difficult to guess——

Here is hand entry.

And as the field of vision gradually widened, Shen Shen found that not only California Qingguang was in this room, but also another familiar figure——

Fu Sangshen with long pink hair was lying on the only bed here, the already tattered cassock was stained with mottled blood, and there was a broken sense of beauty in the embarrassment.

At this moment, he closed his eyes and said nothing, his body was surrounded by decadent exhaustion and erosive gloom, only the weak breathing that came out from time to time showed his remaining vitality.

This Fusangshen is clearly written by Zong Sanzuo.

Shen Chen could tell at a glance that Zong Sanzuo's writing was in much worse condition than the most slanderous California Qingguang, almost on the verge of being broken.

"Zongsan."

At this time, California Qingguang who was standing by the bed suddenly spoke with a hoarse voice that he hadn't spoken for a long time: "You came out this time, did you do it on purpose, right?"

——Deliberately rushed into the encirclement of the enemy army, and deliberately refused the support of his companions.

——And now, lying here seriously injured.

Zong San Zuowen heard the words, opened his eyes slightly, and looked straight at California Qingguang with strange pupils: "Since you knew, why did you save me at that time?"

——Obviously only a little bit... Just a little bit, he can smash the knife!

California Qingguang faced the opponent's sharp gaze, his expression was so calm that he couldn't make any waves: "You want to die."

When Zong San heard the words, he clenched the corners of his clothes tightly, and his eyes that were usually dim were startlingly bright at this moment: "That's right. Rather than living like this, it is better to simply die on the battlefield - this is exactly the fate I am pursuing."

California Qingguang stared at the other party quietly for a moment, then nodded calmly: "I understand. It seems that I am troublesome this time, sorry."

After he finished speaking, he took out something from his pocket and put it on Zongsan Zuowen's chest.

"……what is this?"

Zong San Zuowen looked at the stone on his chest, um, or something like a stone, and asked with a frown.

"I don't know, I picked it up a long time ago when I was in battle. Although it doesn't look amazing, it has an amazing healing effect on our wounds."

California Qingguang explained in this way, and finally seemed to think of something, and continued: "I know you don't want to live, but in order to be able to die on the battlefield, at least find a way to survive until the next battle."

——The implication is that before the next battle, don't die.

Zong San Zuowen obviously understood the meaning of the other party, and couldn't help but sneered with a complicated expression: "Is that how you persuade other people to live?"

California Qingguang: "No, you are the only one who wants to die."

Zong San choked on his left words, and then he said mockingly: "That's right. Compared with death, those guys probably want to drag the judges to hell first."

Mentioning the "spirit examiner", California Qingguang stretched out his hand and pulled the top layer of bandages, his expression became gloomy.

Zong San Zuowen keenly noticed the change in the other party's mood, so he changed the topic calmly.

"This stone of yours does seem to have some effect."

Zong San lowered his eyes to the left, and looked at the extremely ugly stone on his chest, with a rare surprise in his tone.

After all, in his cognition, only the spiritual power of the God-inspector can effectively deal with the Sangshen.

But now this stone is actually slowly sending a force to him.

This kind of power is very similar to spiritual power but a little different, the most important thing is that it is very comfortable.It feels warm, like taking a nap in the sun in the afternoon, or lying in the warm blanket after returning home in winter.

In short, it is warm and lazy, and I want to immerse myself in it, and roll around a few times by the way.

"He's not called Stone."

California Qingguang's expression suddenly became very serious, and he corrected him solemnly: "His name is Chi."

Zong San wrote on the left: "... red?"

"kindness."

The corner of California Qingguang's mouth curled up in a small arc, feeling inexplicably proud: "Because he emits a beautiful red light at night, so I named him this."

Zong San Zuowen: Wait, let’s not talk about whether the stone will emit light... Qingguang, California, you actually named a stone? !A rock... is it real or not? !

To be reasonable, I always thought that the two of us were the only two relatively normal people in this pill, but now... ah, as expected, I should find a chance to die before I become equally weird.

California Qingguang didn't know that the other party was complaining crazily in his heart.

In his opinion, it was Zong Sanzuo who had been staring straight at the stone.

As a result, California Qingguang's expression became a little vigilant, and he said as if emphasizing: "Chi is my most important partner, so even if Zong San likes it again, he will never let it go to you."

Zong San wrote: "...No, I don't want a stone."

There are too many slots, and I don’t know what to say——California Qingguang, are you really okay? !

California clear light is of course fine.

He just unknowingly looked for something as a sustenance in this desperate living environment, so as to ensure that he would not lose his mind due to excessive depression.

After that, there seemed to be no easy topics to talk about, so none of them spoke again.

Zong San Zuowen licked his pale lips due to excessive blood loss, and gradually calmed down. California Qingguang also stood silently by the bed, staring at the stone and did not move.

As a result, the already gloomy space immediately became even more dead silent.

And in this hazy darkness, it was not just an illusion or something else, there seemed to be a red light flashing in the silent place, and then quietly annihilated.

……

"Yeah, even as a stone, the charm is still unstoppable, Mr. Shen Shen."

After watching the development of the whole incident, Qiubi, who was dormant in the space of consciousness, couldn't help but speak like this.

"...you can shut up, Cupid."

Shen Shen's gaze swept across the left characters of California Qingguang and Zong San, and finally settled on the "ugly stone"——

I really didn't expect that the fallen sword wreckage of the previous Red King could run so far? !Not only does the world of teaching and writing giants exist, but this world also exists.

No wonder he can get involved with this group of fusangshen.

But now here comes the problem -

This is just like the situation Shen Shen first encountered.

He has no shortage of spiritual power, but the spiritual power to transform him must be provided by a god judge.

And if he is a sword, then the person who picks him up will naturally hand him over to the God Judge to wake him up, just like the original Five Tigers Retirement.

But now he is just a "rock".

Obviously, no god judge would send spiritual power into a stone when he was full.

——So how do you play this? !

It seemed to be at an impasse all of a sudden.

Shen Shen half closed his dark golden eyes, and murmured in a deep voice: "At least, if you can hear my voice..."

"……Who is speaking."

Almost at the moment when Shen Chen had the idea of ​​"wanting to be heard", California Qingguang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly raised his head, his sharp eyes swept around.

Zong San Zuowen, who was dozing off at the side, was startled awake, and then opened his eyes: "What happened?"

California Qingguang put out the highest investigation efforts, but obviously found nothing, so he said angrily: "It's okay, maybe I was overwhelmed."

Seeing this, Shen Shen couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and then holding the will to "hope to be heard", he said, "California Qingguang."

"Who is it?"

Now that California Qingguang confirmed that he was not hallucinating, he suddenly grasped the handle of the knife, and the tip of the iceberg was exposed from the shining blade of the sword.

Zong San, who had no idea what happened, was stunned.

"It seems that California Qingguang can indeed hear it."

Shen Shen looked at the other party's vigilance, and calmly came to a conclusion.

"But Zong Sanzuo's words were not heard. In this way, it seems that there is only one explanation——"

Qiubi then analyzed: "Only those who have been in contact with the wreckage of Wang Jian for a long time can feel it."

"Well, anyway, it's a good breakthrough."

Chubby's tone became brighter: "Next, just ask California Qingguang to find a way and let the God Judge bestow spiritual power."

Of course, this seems to be impossible for a god judge who is even stingy with his hands.

But all in all, it's much better than before.

On the other side, California Qingguang was still looking for the inexplicable intruder, but naturally found nothing.

Just when California Qingguang wondered if he really had severe auditory hallucinations, the voice sounded again——

"You don't have auditory hallucinations, I'm Chi—the name you took."

"……Eh?!"

California Qingguang blinked, and seemed a little unresponsive.

"you do not believe?"

"No, I just..."

While talking, California Qingguang held the stone back in Zong Sanzuo's unintelligible eyes.

Then, California Qingguang reached out and poked the stone: "If you really have self-awareness, then the things I did when I was alone..."

His tone became a little difficult, with a trace of extremely cryptic embarrassment: "You can't see it all, can you?"

Shen Chen: "For example, you are hiding in bed and crying? Another example is that you talked to yourself in front of the stone for most of the night, and..."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, I know, I believe you are naked."

California Qingguang clenched the stone tightly, as if this could cover up the inexplicable voice that rang in his ears: "So please don't say any more."

Shen Chen: I guessed it.

Zong San Zuowen, who came back to his senses, silently watched California Qingguang yelling into the air for a long time, so his eyes unconsciously showed a little pity——

Another poor man driven mad.

California Qingguang didn't know Zong Sanzuo's thoughts, but it was not a good place to chat because of this gloomy hand, so he took the stone and planned to go back to his room.

"Wait a minute, California."

Zong San Zuowen immediately called out to stop him, and when the other party looked over, he said awkwardly: "That...cough, my injury is not healed yet."

——The stone made him feel very comfortable, so he really couldn't bear to part with anything...I will never admit this kind of thing!

Hearing the words, California Qingguang was about to say something when he heard the door to the room being pushed open.

"Squeak-"

Accompanied by the ear-piercing sound of pushing the door, Kunihiro Yamabashi appeared at the door.

The taciturn Fu Sangshen didn't enter the door, he just tugged on his cloak, and said calmly: "California Qingguang, the interrogator wants to see you."

Hearing this, California Qingguang and Zong Sanzuo Wenwen turned pale——

Due to the rather unfriendly attitude of the God Judge towards the Sangshen, every call of the other party is a different kind of torture.

California Qingguang clenched and loosened his hands, and finally responded in a low voice: "I see."

Zong San's lips moved in Zuowen, and finally spit out a few words: "You...be careful yourself."

Kami Kiyomitsu nodded silently, and then left with Yamabuchi Kunihiro, his back was as heavy as if he was about to go to the execution ground.

"I didn't expect them to have such a miserable life."

Chubby sighed indifferently, then silently glanced at the face of his host——

Oops, the host seems to be in a bad mood.

Shen Chen: Hehe.Don't underestimate anything, not even a stone.

The author has something to say:

Zong San: I want to court death.

California Kiyomitsu: I'm really not a fetishist.