Tsuna Kichi becomes a god judge

It's not a question of believe it or not, but Mukuro is already doing it.

The scenery by the river is a bit more pleasant than the busy fields. The river bank is covered with beautiful small wild flowers, and many butterflies shuttle among them. Occasionally, one or two birds can be seen flying down to eat grass seeds. .

However, the water in this river is not clear, and there are aquatic plants floating on it. Summer is the time when the plants are most luxuriant, and even the grass in the water is also luxuriant. Can't see what's going on in the water at all.

Gang Ji also wanted to say that he was fishing by the river, but seeing such thick aquatic plants, he had no choice but to give up this idea.

And he doesn't have much confidence in his fishing skills.

The two of them were strolling along the river, and suddenly Mu, who was walking in front, stopped. He looked at a path that stretched from the field ridge to the river, and the shoe prints on it were still fresh.

Gang Ji walked up and took a look: "Do the villagers carry water back from this road every day?"

The footprints are quite messy, there may be more than one or two people coming, and there are no weeds on this road, it can be seen that people often pass by, and even the soil is trampled firmly.

"If you go back this way, it will just lead to the main road of the village." Mukuro squatted down.

Gang Ji looked at him nervously: "Did you find something? Is there a demonic aura? Or is it a remnant of some evil ritual?"

"kufufufu...Your imagination is too rich, Tsunayoshi." Mukuro lowered his head, reached out and dug a piece of wet soil, rubbed it in his palm, "I just wanted to be a clay. "

"Cui... What time is it, are you still in the mood to play with clay?!" Gang Ji looked at him incredulously, didn't this make him nervous for nothing.

"I can't stop thinking about the clay you made for me." Mukuro told him what Tsuna Kichi didn't want everyone to know, and admired the boy's face from white to red, and from red to black, and said to him , "Actually, I quite like it, can you give it to me when you go back?"

Gangji stood up abruptly, his face looked as if he had been splashed with watercolors, and there were all kinds of colors: "You must be wrong, when did I make clay, no one saw it, do you have any evidence? "

The corner of Mu's mouth hooked to remind him: "I recorded the video conference on the ship."

Gangji: "..."

"I knew you wouldn't give it to me so generously, so I didn't intend to use threats to get that clay from you." Mukuro said to Tsunayoshi solemnly, and began to pinch the little clay ball in his hand, " How about I exchange the clay I made for yours?"

Gang Ji looked at the jagged hair that he pinched out of the little ball, and his face looked a bit like him, so he squatted down curiously, and asked a little shyly, "This...is it me who did this?" ?”

Muku used grass stalks to add eyes and noses to that small face, much more decent than what Tsunaji did.Seeing Gangji looking over with expectant eyes, Muku quickly kneaded an oval-shaped piece of clay, attached it to the back of the head, and added a small tail to it: "No, what I made is obviously a little lion. "

"Gah!!" The real little lion Naz called out childishly.

Seeing Tsunaki's expression change from anticipation to rigidity, and then looking at himself expressionlessly, Mukuro couldn't help chuckling: "Do you think I'm your Nendoroid?"

Gang Ji held back for a long time, and said to him: "How can you be like this, isn't this playing with other people's feelings!"

"Then you are wrong." Mukuro weighed Tsunaki's chin with one finger, and took a deep look at him, "Only your feelings are something I won't play with."

"..." Gangji thought to himself, this is too foul, how can he answer such a sentence suddenly?He saw that Mu was getting closer and closer to him, and his heartbeat suddenly became faster, but thinking that they still had a mission, Gangji immediately came back to his senses, "You..."

"What about me?" Mukuro deliberately moved closer.

"You didn't wash your hands just now!" Gang Ji pushed him aside, "Isn't there a river next to it, why can't you wash your hands first?"

Mukuro couldn't hold his breath. He thought that in such a romantic atmosphere, he could coax a kiss or something, but he didn't expect... Tsuna Yoshi's focus was misplaced as always.

Mui sighed, walked to the river, and was about to bend over to wash his hands, when a female voice sounded behind the two of them: "Don't go there!"

The voice sounded very fierce, and it appeared very suddenly. Gang Ji was taken aback unexpectedly, and fell forward with a plop. He fell on all fours, and even the pendant hanging from his neck fell out.

He raised his head and found that it was the woman who came to talk to them when they first entered the village: "This... Ma'am, why did you just..."

"There are gods in this river, which cannot be used by ordinary people. You'd better not use the water in the river." The woman said to them while shaking her head, her eyes were evasive. Listening to her tone, there was only fear but no reverence, not at all. It seems to be describing a river with gods.

"Anyway, if you want to wash your hands, you'd better go back to the village and use the well water." The woman stopped talking, "Go back early, the water in the river will rise at night, and it's easy to fall into the water if you walk by the river."

"Wait a minute..." Gang Ji got up and wanted to ask more clearly, but the woman seemed afraid to say any more, and hurried back along the original road.

And Gang Ji's words were also stuck in the middle, because when he got up in a hurry, the glass beads bounced for a moment, Gang Ji glanced through the red beads, and was instantly shocked that his hands and feet were cold and he couldn't move.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that his expression was not right, Mukuro walked over.

"You...look at this." Tsuna picked up the bead and held it upright in front of Mukui's eyes.

Through the glass beads, Mukuro saw that the woman who left in a hurry turned into a skeleton. This skeleton was wearing coarse clothes, carrying a basket, walking hurriedly, as if he didn't know that he had become a skeleton.

However, when the beads were removed, the woman still looked like a woman, with flesh and blood.

"Is this what Sanriyue and the others said was wrong?" Gang Ji didn't dare to take a big breath, his face turned pale with fright.

This was the first time he had seen such a terrifying picture!

Although there is also a flying skeleton in the Real Demon Kingdom, it is a magical creature, which is different from the situation of the villagers, and the beneficial skeleton looks cute, not as weird as the one here.

"Don't look at it." Mui stuffed the beads back into Gangji's collar, patted his head, and hugged him into his arms again.

"She... and the people in the village, are they still alive?" Gang Ji said sullenly.

"If the monsters in the river are dead, maybe they are really dead." Mukuro answered his question calmly.

Gang Ji was not stupid, he could tell from the woman's words that there must be something in the river that made everyone in the village afraid.The woman probably has a conscience, so she wants to remind them.

Thinking of these innocent people being used even after death, Gang Ji felt indescribably sad.

Mukuro kissed him gently on the cheek, his tone slowed down, and comforted him: "Don't think too much, I don't think they will thank you even if they know the truth, after all, except for that lady, the rest of the villagers look at us like It’s about the sacrifices, they have long wanted to sacrifice us to the monsters in the river.”

"Well, I understand." Gangji said, but there was also a voice in his heart saying that even if the villagers harbored ill intentions towards them, they were influenced by the monsters in the river. Who would want to murder passers-by? Would you like to be a murderer?

Gangji sighed.

"Let's go back and tell everyone about the situation." Although Mukuro was not afraid of ghosts and ghosts, but thinking of some kind of ghost living in the water, he still planned to go back to the village and wash his hands with well water, but he walked a few steps and then stopped. After a pause, he looked back, "Where's the clay I made just now?"

"...Yeah, where did you go?" Gangji looked up at the sky and walked ahead first, "Forget it, let's go back first, the river might be dangerous after dark."

Mu showed a clear look: "Alright."

Gang Ji and Mu came to the place where they agreed to meet, because there was always a faint evil spirit in the village, they were worried that what they said in the village would be heard by the monster, so they made an appointment on the back mountain of the village to be safe.

This place was really chosen right. When Tsuna saw the swordsmen coming to meet, he immediately told everyone what they found by the river.

"There is indeed something wrong with this village!" After listening to it, Keimaru also told him and Higakiri's discovery, "We sneaked to the village chief's house, and heard them discussing "strongness" in the house behind closed doors. It can last another month' and so on, they seem to have done a lot of abducting passing merchants, using innocent people as sacrifices to the so-called river god first, and saying that if they don't do this, they will be people in the village become a sacrifice."

"But... Didn't the master just say that these villagers have long been skeletons, how can they become sacrifices?" Mustache wondered.

"Then it can only be that the 'River God' deceived them and threatened them with death. Under the pressure of life and death, it is easy for people to do things that break the bottom line." Muku judged.

Gang Ji felt that this river god was really abominable, manipulating the villagers like this, even the dead would not be spared.

San Riyue took a look at everyone, and in order to ease the atmosphere, he suddenly sighed and said: "It seems that among the three groups, only our discovery is the least."

"Huh?" Gang Ji turned to them. He didn't see the dejected expression on San Riyue's face. Hearing what he just said was exaggerated, he couldn't help being curious, "What did your group find?"

"This." Sanriyue and Xiaohuwan took out a handful of rice and distributed some to everyone, "At first glance, it looks like immature rice, but as long as you pinch these ears of rice, you can see—"

He rubbed the husks of the rice and showed them to everyone.

Xiaohuwan continued: "—there is nothing inside, it is empty."

In the fields planted by the villagers, there is actually not a single rice plant with grain.

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