King Solomon's Road to Righteousness[Comprehensive]

"Three suns and moons!"

Hearing Fu Sangshen's voice, the judge who had been sitting on the ground with his back to the gate suddenly got up from the ground.He turned around quickly, took a step, and then jumped towards Fu Sangshen standing at the door like a cheerful bird.

The young man raised his face towards the other party, with a bright smile full of vitality on his face, and it was not at all apparent that he was still gloomy and forbearing a few seconds ago.

"I didn't stay in bed today."

The judge took a few steps closer, and said to Fu Sangshen as if asking for credit: "Is this the third time this month? It's a little bit better than last month."

"Hahaha, yes, Xue Jian worked very hard."

Wuxiang looked at Sanri Yuezong's thoughtful eyes that were about to fall on him and slowly moved away, and looked again at the god-inspector he called "Xuejian".

"However, it's not okay to not fold the quilt today."

Even though he said something close to reprimand, Fu Sangshen San Riyue raised his hand and touched the head of Xue Jian, the examiner, with gentle movements and a gentle expression.If Wuxiang hadn't seen the blood-stained crescent moon pattern in his eyes before, he would have almost been deceived by the other party's gentle and loving gesture.

"Hey, sorry."

Wuxiang stood silently at the side, watching Xiangba Xuejian stick out her tongue towards him, showing a fawning expression of trying to get away with it.

"Because I slept very late yesterday, it's not easy to wake up so early today. So Sankayue, just pretend you didn't see it, okay?"

"It wasn't a big deal at all."

Sanriyue Zong's close hand brushed away the long hair of his God-inspector, and gently caressed the back of the other's neck, stroking that fragile part slowly and tenderly.

I don't know if it was because Fu Sangshen's hands were too cold, or because of instinctive fear, but Wuxiang could clearly see that Aiba Xuejian's body was trembling almost imperceptibly when he was caught by the opponent.

His hand, which was still hanging by his side just now, was instantly clenched because of such a small movement of the other party.

Sanri Yue Zongjin seemed to have not noticed Wuxiang's small movements.He raised the corners of his lips, moved his hand covered under the young man's long hair, and then quietly turned his gaze while the other party stiffened his back.

The sword belonging to the Heian period showed a kind of aristocratic luxury and elegance in every move. He slightly nodded towards the other party, and then said: "This must be the guest who visited late at night. I am sorry to welcome you. Please forgive me."

Both of them are well aware of the fact of the dark fall, but who are they showing this picture to?Wuxiang raised his eyebrows, his eyes swept across the red blood mist that gradually dispersed in the opponent's eyes, and he sneered.

From the moment he stepped into this Honmaru, he had a feeling that he actually walked into a pool filled with crude oil.The spiritual power here is sticky and turbid, and the malice that surrounds it is almost condensed into a solid black cloud, hovering heavily in the dim mid-air.

In other circumstances, Wuxiang would have taken Yedidia away long ago, but the reason why he is still here to test each other with the evil spirit in human skin opposite him is because he cares about the "Phase" Ye Xuejian" is the judge of God.

Wuxiang guessed that Jedidia could see that the judge was forcing him to act, his expression could be faked, but his body's instinctive movements couldn't be concealed.Coupled with the scars he saw on the opponent's body just now, Wuxiang can almost guess what kind of life this "Yuki Aiba" lived in this Honmaru.

——to curry favor with those Fusangshen, and submit to their violence, in order to seek a moment of peace and linger on.

If this kind of weak and flattering approach is placed on others, Wuxiang will not even give the other party a look.But Aiba Yukin was different, since he came to the other party's side again, he had to finish the thing that he couldn't finish because of Michael's sudden intervention ten years ago.

He wants to rescue Aiba Yukin.

As a heroic spirit, Wu Xiang was not afraid of those spirit bodies born from swords, so he was not polite to the other party, but simply said "no problem", and then continued to maintain a silent posture.

Fu Sangshen obviously didn't expect that Wuxiang would respond to his words with such a blunt attitude, but he didn't show any inappropriate expressions such as surprise, he just smiled lowly twice, and then turned dangerously towards the other party. He squinted his eyes.

On the one hand, there was Wuxiang's calm and fearless eyes, and on the other hand, Sanri Yuezong's chuckle of unknown meaning, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense.

"Ahem, crescent moon."

As if he could no longer bear such a stalemate, after a few minutes of silence, the owner of the room, Aiba Xuejian, finally spoke.

He introduced to Fu Sangshen: "This is from my mother... Both of them are man-made familiars, I should have told you? My mother is a magician from Germany. You are good at making all kinds of familiars."

"Oh?"

Mikazuki moved her hand away from the back of Aiba Yukimi's neck, and instead caressed the other's cheek.

"A familiar with the same appearance as yours? It's really hard to guess what Xue Jian your mother is thinking. Could it be that my time and yours have been separated for too long, so I find this approach difficult to understand?"

"Isn't that easy to understand?"

Aiba Yukimi followed Mikazuki Munekin's movement of stroking her cheek and rubbed against the other's already warm palm, and looked up at him with slightly widened eyes: "Because I haven't seen my beloved son for a long time, I made a substitute to chat with him later." Consolation."

"Is that so? That's why I can't understand it."

Mikami Tsukimune's thumb lightly wiped the corners of Aiba Yukimi's eyes, and when he spoke again, his voice became deeper than before.

"From our point of view, there is only one protagonist, an irreplaceable existence... But the human mother would choose to use such a poor substitute to satisfy the longing in her heart."

When he said this, he bent down slightly, and got closer to some faces that were invisible.

"Even so, do you still want to leave here?"

Aiba Xuejian was taken aback for a moment.

"No way," he smiled at Fu Sangshen after he realized it, "Didn't it be agreed at the beginning that I will not leave until I complete the agreement with you."

"I am relieved to hear you say that."

Seemingly getting a satisfactory answer, Sanriyue touched the other person's cheek again, then withdrew her hand and straightened up.

"After all, I'm an old man. It's normal for the elderly to feel insecure, right? That's why I have to confirm with you over and over again. You young people, don't dislike me for being too nagging."

"how come."

Aiba Xuejian showed an expression that looked like he couldn't help laughing: "Every time I see Sanriyue, you call yourself an old man with such a beautiful face, I feel very delicate... So, I let them go now? "

The young judge pointed to Wuxiang and Yedidia who stood aside, and said cautiously: "After all, it is the work of mother's painstaking effort, so don't destroy it?"

"It can be seen that it is indeed an excellent work."

Instead of directly answering Yukimi Aiba's words, Mikazuki Sokami opened up another topic very naturally: "Being able to break through the barriers of the outer shrines and avoid being traced by other swords... and even injured the night watchman when he entered the gate. Izumi Mamoru is truly an amazing familiar."

He glanced at Wuxiang meaningfully.

"Although Xuejian doesn't have the slightest intention to leave, I can't rule out that the other party will forcibly take you away from us."

"After all, it's a thing for Westerners, and there's no 'Internet' that Xue Jian you mentioned in this pill, so our information is very blocked. It's better to be cautious about things you don't understand."

"Who would come to snatch someone and bring this helpless child here?"

Wuxiang saw Xiangye Xuejian pointing behind him, he turned his eyes slightly, and saw Yedidia who was holding the corner of his clothes and secretly peeking out his head.

"The white-haired kid that he has been protecting behind, Sanriyue, you should be able to see his strength, right?"

"Well, how should I put it, what if it's some unexpected trump card or something..."

"Familiars are used for investigation!"

Aiba Yukien swore: "It's because they are used to steal information, so they are so sensitive. Relatively speaking, they have almost no means of attack... The western system is completely different from the eastern one. .”

When he said this, he suddenly stopped for a while, as if he had thought of something.

"Is Izumi Shou okay?" He hesitated for a while before asking, "There shouldn't be any major problems, right?"

"Ah, indeed, he woke up when we started the search...it's really all right."

While talking, Sanri Yuezong cast his thoughtful eyes on Wuxiang, and he murmured: "It looks like it's really not a very strong thing.

"Is it right? So don't..."

"No."

Mikazuki Zongjin once again rejected Aiba Yukini's proposal.

"After all, they are guests, and they came from Xuejian your mother. If you don't entertain them well, won't your mother misunderstand our Honmaru after they go back?"

"but……"

"No buts."

Wuxiang looked at Mikazuki Zongjin with a smile and put a finger on Aiba Yukino's lips, stopping him from continuing to argue.

"Since this guest is from a Western country, he must have never experienced the culture of our Yamato nation."

While saying this, Fu Sangshen smiled lightly and stretched out a hand to Wu Xiang.

"Since you have come from a long distance, why don't you stay for a few more days, and then it will not be too late to leave."

At the moment when Sanri Yuezong's voice just fell, Wuxiang relied on his keen hearing as a heroic spirit.Perceived the changes of other fusangshen around.

Although their footsteps are light, they are not as imperceptible as ghosts, not to mention that some of the swords have already pulled out of their bodies impatiently, and the sharp steel surface is drawn out of the mouth of the knife. A sharp scream was heard very clearly in Wuxiang's ears.

If you don't agree, will you decide to use force to force us to stay?Wuxiang snorted coldly in his heart.

Of course, he has the confidence and ability to bring Yedidia and Yukimi Aiba out of here, and this is his original plan.But this plan was secretly suppressed by Wuxiang just when Aiba Yukini and Sankayue mentioned their "promise".

A promise with Anluo Fusangshen?He squinted his eyes, and glanced back and forth at the two figures opposite him without any trace.

interesting.

He didn't know whether he said the words from the bottom of his heart out of anger or sarcasm.

Now Wu Xiang began to doubt whether the fearful reaction shown by Xiang Ye Xuejian just now was real or fake.

Was there any agreement reached with Anqiu Fusangshen?Want to use their abilities to take revenge on someone?Or simply use this kind of transaction to let yourself linger in this pill?

Ah.

It's a pity that Yedidia will be wronged for a while, Wuxiang glanced at Mikazuki Zongjin who was still in the previous invitation posture, and then patted Yedidia's head with some guilt.

The child gave him a blank, questioning glance.

After all, an atmosphere that can make him feel unhappy, this child who has a history of "magic allergy" will definitely react more intensely to it... But thanks to learning from Romani Akiman and working in Ye Didia did some preventive work in advance, otherwise Wuxiang would really choose to think about whether to stay or not, instead of firmly choosing to "follow" the wishes of the swords and settle temporarily in this dark Honmaru.

After a quick thought, Wu Xiang finally raised his eyes to look at the two people opposite him.

"Okay," he showed a slightly deep smile towards Sanri Yuezong.

"In the next period of time, this child and I will bother you."