save the judge

The weather in Honmaru is generally maintained at the turn of spring and summer when the gods do not deliberately adjust the weather. The many leaf cherry blossoms on the hillside are in full bloom. Sangshen is doing the inside story seriously.

Since the current government issued a ban on the closure of Honmaru, all channels to connect with the outside world have been closed. Living supplies and other things are fine, and Honmaru has basically been stored. Even if a new companion arrives, it will not be a short time. Pillow quilt and other distressed life.

But the source of food troubled them more.

After losing Wanwu, the main purchase point, there was no way to get even the most basic rice. In the end, Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki came up with a way, and the expeditionary troops secretly cut it back from the expedition point.

Yes, it was secretly cut back.

Although Fu Sangshen are gods incarnated by swords and have serious names in Gaotianyuan, they are still outsiders of time and space. In principle, they are not allowed to interact with people in the past time and space, not only because of this Doing so will greatly increase the probability of non-violation incidents, and may also change that person's future to a certain extent.

To be on the safe side, they cannot buy food from the locals, and they have no legal currency on hand.

Therefore, while collecting resources, the fusangshen of the expedition had to hunt hard, and after cutting the farmers' rice, they quietly placed them at the door of others' houses as compensation.

...It was also very hard work.

Even so, when Candlestick cut the fifth expedition to Kamakura, I still heard a local legend about some monster stealing rice in the middle of the night, and after the god subdued the monster, he compensated the farmers with fresh wild animals.

Why do you say it was done by gods and not by humans?

You are talking about who hunts without any scars on the prey!

As a strong argument for this story, the hare with no scars on its body was enshrined in the newly built shrine and accepted people's kneeling.

Candlestick Qie, who had witnessed all this, put down the pebble in his hand silently: ... It seems that this time I have to poke a few more holes with the body knife.

Fusangshen, who chose to stun their prey with stones because they were afraid of blood splashing on their clothes, kept silent after knowing this.

Human brains... are really big beyond expectation.

The task assigned to Daikurigaro today is to grow vegetables. Honmaru has a vast land area, and you can open as many fields as you want. Gexian dug out all the useless seeds in the past, planted half of them as food, and the other half It was for planting, and I also asked my colleagues on the expedition to bring back more wild vegetables.

A group of small knives were digging around to find bugs. Their task was to take care of the fish in the pond. There were already more than a dozen fish in the pond, all of which were brought back one by one during the expedition.Needless to say, there were hundreds of fish that died during the time-space transformation, and only a little bit remained, which was carefully raised by the Fusangshen, and finally fattened up a circle.

Akita squatted not far away, his pink curly hair trembling, and a bamboo tube in his hand.

Daguli Jialuo glanced over there, moved to the other side silently, and continued to lower his head to loosen the soil and water the vegetable seedlings.

The last bit of seeds have been planted. If they can't feed them, they will really have to go up the mountain to plan wild vegetables in the future.

Song Xian came down from the tower with a pile of clothes and looked at the sun: "Today's weather is pretty good...if only the main hall can bask in the sun..."

California Qingguang passing by was holding a vegetable basket in his hand. There were only a few green tomatoes and a few old cabbages in it, and the leaves hung limply on the side.

Although Fu Sangshen lived a long life and had a wider experience than humans, his writings definitely did not include farming skills.

Whose samurai still carries a sword when farming!

Not to mention that most of the swords and swords have been handed down in the noble family of Gongqing. It is already great to be able to cut out a candlestick and know how to cook. The rest can only be eaten, okay?

Therefore, in the early days, they didn't know how to grow vegetables and plow the fields at all. They either watered too much or didn't treat the seeds well.

But that's okay, they don't care about the taste of the food, anyway, they don't need to eat it in front of the god judge, they just need to deal with it casually.

California Qingguang also looked up at the sun after hearing Gexian's words: "Hey... the weather is really nice... why don't you just call the main hall out, it's not good to stay in the room all the time."

California Qingguang, who is extroverted and ready to do what he says, suddenly regained his energy and trotted all the way to put the vegetable basket into the kitchen. The short knives who heard the news were faster than him, and one by one, they had already hugged the blankets and thin quilts. Below the Manyo Sakura.

Yaken put his hands in the pockets of his white coat, and a pair of thin metal-rimmed glasses hung on the bridge of his nose. The clear and sharp wisteria-colored eyes under the lenses looked like two hard gemstones.

He followed Chang Gubu upstairs, knelt and sat in front of the sliding door, even though he knew that the people inside couldn't hear him, he still bowed his head respectfully: "Sorry, I'm sorry."

Dadao with coal gray hair stretched out his hand to open the door, and walked in first.

There was no one else in the dormitory. Under the plain and thin quilt, the young man was still sleeping soundly. His hair was already a little long and scattered on the pillow, making his complexion even more fair, as if it was so transparent that it would shatter when touched.

"The general's complexion is very unhealthy. Sure enough, we need to bask in the sun more." Yao Yan sat on the side of the bed, helping Hasebe to tidy up the clothes of the god judge, and carefully hugged the lord with a knife. He quickly covered the blanket in his hand.

"Master...it's really thin." Hasebe frowned tightly, his face extremely worried, he felt that the person in his arms was too light, and when he touched it with his hand roughly, all he touched were sticks skeleton.

Yao Yan pushed his glasses and frowned slightly: "Ah...today, try to make the porridge a little thicker, add some fish, and see if the general can drink it."

Although Jingongjiquan has lost consciousness, he still has the basic ability to swallow. Yaoyan has been trying to feed him liquid food that can be swallowed. While training his swallowing ability, he also hopes to ensure his physical health. run.

Candlestick Che who walked upstairs happened to hear this sentence, thought for a while, clenched his fist with his right hand and hammered the palm of his left hand: "Just boil the fish into soup, and then put rice in it to boil, it will definitely be fine."

Yao Yan nodded, and his eyes just fell on the several knife rests beside the mind examiner's bed.

The luck of the new lord seems to be really good. In such a short period of time, several new swords have been recovered one after another, and they are placed aside. The earliest ontology of Hotaru's sword has already appeared. Visible tulip color.

Their new lord's spiritual power is really powerful, even in such a state of unconsciousness, he can still manifest spiritual power.

The spiritual power revealed by the sword has a very beautiful and warm rich gold color, and the thin golden halo wraps around the Taidao, showing a kind of light, spiritual and empty beauty, and it blooms extremely beautifully on the dark scabbard of the sword. The light is like the first ray of sunlight in the morning forest, warm but not scorching.

With such beautiful spiritual power, he must be a very good master...

Every Fu Sangshen who saw this color couldn't help but think so in his heart.

Recently, Fu Sangshen used various excuses to go to the castle tower to peek at the god judges. There are more Fu Sangshen, and the short swords will come to see them if they have nothing to do. Although they are always stopped by the servants, even if they can only see the bed corner, they can also be happy all day long.

"The Yingwan Temple has already shown signs of being transformed, it should be these few days?" Candlestick Kiri also followed Yaken's line of sight to look at the few swords.

"Hmm... Hikakiri is about to wake up... At that time, I should find a way to explain the condition of the god judge to them..."

On the light brown scabbard, there is a faint layer of turquoise halo.

Hasebe gathered the blankets on the judge's body, carefully avoiding the knife rest on one side, and walked out the door: "I'll talk about the explanation later."

In Da Dao's heart, nothing is more important than his Lord.

Candlestick scratched his face helplessly, and sighed: "Hasebe-kun's character is really..."

Yakuken is very natural. He and Hasebe once stayed at Oda's house together, so he is familiar with this colleague's personality. Compared with the other two Oda-gumi colleagues, this one is already very easy to get along with.

"The general hasn't woken up, Hasebe has been tense, please bear with me." The overly mature dagger shook his head.The master of Honmaru was absent, all the swords were kept silent, and I always felt that something was missing in my heart. Although the work was very serious, the atmosphere was still a bit heavy.

Yao Yan thought about it, but didn't know what to say, so he just shut up and followed Hasebu downstairs.

He still has a lot of younger brothers to take care of, and compared to Hasebe who entrusted everything to the lord's sword, he felt much less worried.

But that doesn't mean he won't be sad.

Yao Yan took off his glasses, picked up a corner of his white coat and wiped the lenses.

He is a dagger who grew up on the battlefield. He has a handsome and delicate face, but sometimes his demeanor is very masculine.

Just when he lowered his head, the finger of the judge seemed to move in his sight.

"Ok?"

He was still wiping the lens in his hand, but his movements had already slowed down.

Is it an illusion?

Maybe it was Hasebe who went downstairs with the general in his arms and met him?

The short knife with strong investigative ability found several excuses, but he didn't touch the most desired result.

Yao Yan frowned, watching the ignorant Daoist holding the God-inspector and disappearing down the stairs. He stood there for a long time, and finally hesitantly put on his glasses.

Sure enough... I must have read it wrong...

****

After Hotaru was carried back to the God-inspector, he only met him once.

But for Daojian, even if they have only seen the appearance of their lord once, they don't even need to see it, they can feel the spiritual power from the same source on the lord from a long distance away.

That is the power that supplies them with human bodies, and it is also the power that makes their hearts beat. It has an extremely warm and abundant heat. Standing in the vast crowd, it can also be as conspicuous as the sun.

So among so many people, Yingwan didn't look at it with eyes at all, but relied on a mysterious and mysterious intuition, and shouted in that direction: "The main hall!"

It wasn't until the words fell that he saw the young man's appearance clearly.

Slightly long black hair, pale face, a gentle smile on the corner of the mouth, and a vast and beautiful light like the sea of ​​stars glowing in the black pupils.

Just one glance, he fell in love with this master.

"The main hall! You are here." Da Taidao was visibly happy, he didn't care about the eyes of other people present, and walked straight to Jingujiquan, his green eyes were full of joy.

Jingujiquan was still in a daze, but the child had already walked towards him briskly.

The child had silver-white hair and beautiful emerald eyes, and was very strange. Jingujiquan confirmed that he had never seen him, but his heartbeat began to speed up inappropriately.

It was as if he had seen someone who had been forgotten for a long time but was very important, or the sense of synchronicity drawn from his blood. The warm familiarity pushed his back, making him eager to step forward, even more so. Get closer to this kid...

The big hole in the chest filled with cold wind strangely gathered a little heat.

"I'm Hotaru from Aso Shrine. Clang! It's the finale!" The neatly dressed child stood in front of Izumi Jinguji, tilting his head in a lively tone.

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of extremely faint turquoise golden light emanated from him.

"Huh? Are you leaving..." Yingwan murmured to himself, Jingujiquan didn't understand what happened at all, but the sudden sense of urgency in his heart made him suddenly pass Zhou Fangzun, it was the first time he was so ignorant Gracefully stretched out his hand to pull the strange child: "Wait a minute, you—"

Hotaru didn't care about the changes in her body at all, she still stared straight at Jingujiquan: "Master, everyone is waiting for you, come back quickly."

Then, everyone present saw a thin light glowing from the whole body of this strange child, and then suddenly turned into fine starlight, which merged into the Zhenda Dao behind his back.

The Zhenda Taidao had the appearance of a work of art, paused for a moment in front of everyone's eyes, and then disappeared suddenly.

This bizarre scene completely challenged everyone's three views.

"Is it... some new projection technology?" Someone murmured.

Izumi Jinguji still stretched out his hand in a daze, the close and warm connection had disappeared, the sudden coldness made his eyes darken, and the intense pain surged up, and Kusanagi behind him watched him face the ground. fell down.

"Hey!--"

Before Kusanagi had time to drop the cigarette in his hand, a dark blue figure took a step ahead of him and easily caught the fallen man.

Munakata Reishi looked down at the unconscious young man in his arms, and raised the corners of his mouth at Zhou Fangzun: "Oh, it seems that he chose me."