Inquisitor, she has another knife

"What did you show her?"

The daggers who were asked looked at each other, looking a little guilty.They huddled behind Yiqi Yizhen and lowered their heads: "It's a photo of Ji Jun and her parents when they were young."

Sabito raised his eyes and glanced around the room.At this time, only a few daggers from the Awataguchi family's family and one strike and one strike are left here.Satoshi was about to say something when he was interrupted by the sudden knock on the door.

Those who entered were Tsurumaru Kuninaga and Foxanosuke.

"Is that what you said you wouldn't hurt him?" Saito turned around.

Because of the long-term disappearance of the god judge, various matters in Honmaru are only controlled by Foxnosuke and Tsurumaru Kuninaga, and they have only recently begun to gradually hand over to Chizuru.Chizuru never avoided him when he was learning about Honmaru, so Saito knew very well that this Tsurumaru Kuninaga was definitely an insider about the matter of going to this world.

This sentence seemed to be a rhetorical question, but also a question, and it was more mocking in the ears of the Sword Fusangshen.Tsurumaru met Dao Ling's eyes, and suddenly felt that this young Dao Ling was far more dangerous than he thought at first.

He bent his mouth and reached out his hand to stop Ranto Shiro who was about to speak for him: "It's my fault."

The little fox, who was pinched by two low air pressures, flicked its hair, ignored the whole room and jumped to Qianhe's pillow.It pretentiously licked its fur to make a mature and stable look, and pointed to the people in the room: "The most important thing now is to take good care of the Lord Judge."

This cunning fox!The daggers stared at the sanctimonious Foxnosuke with accusing eyes.Obviously the authority was granted by Foxnosuke!He even dumped the blame on Tsurumaru!

Relying on the fluff on his face, Foxosuke, who was unreasonable and strong, leaned on Chizuru's pillow without any shame.It watched the unwilling Awataguchi daggers being led out by Yiqi Yizheng, and it wanted to rub Qianzuru proudly.

"Dirty fox, go wash up and come back again." Before Honosuke succeeded, he was picked up by the familiar lifting method.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga squinted his eyes and threw Foxosuke to the short knives at the door, happily reached out and took away the angry howling Foxosuke, and blocked its fox's mouth.

The refreshed short swords happily dragged Foxnosuke to take a bath.

Half-dream and half-awake, Qianhe felt the damp moisture in the air entangle her senses stickily.Some dazzling light seemed to shine on her, Qianhe subconsciously stretched out his hand to block the light that was about to reach her eyes, but her vision never waited for the expected dazzling moment.

The cold breath gradually seeped into her body from the water vapor, making her feel unusually gloomy.

It seems to be very noisy in the ears, but also seems to be very quiet.The sudden and long honking of the horn was followed by the dead silence set off by the noise around.

"Crane."

"Crane?"

She struggled to open her eyes, and what she saw was a big fluffy tail.Chizuru was stunned for two seconds, then shifted his eyes dully to see Fox's face that was so close at hand.When she turned her head again, she saw the familiar haori cuffs.

"...Sakura?"

"Yeah." Sato replied, and glanced at the fox who had vowed to take care of Lord Judgment, but had already fallen asleep with a whimper, "How do you feel?" He stretched out his hand and pushed the fox to the end of the bed.

"It doesn't seem to be a problem?" It's just that after sleeping for a long time, I feel a little tired all over.

She recalled the drowsy dream just now, she clearly felt that it was a very chaotic scene, but she couldn't see anything clearly.

"Is it already night?"

There was only the dark night outside the window, and Qianhe couldn't figure out how long she had been asleep for a moment.

"Yeah. Tsurumaru Kuninaga is standing guard outside the door."

Ah, or Tsurumaru.It looks like she hasn't slept through the night at least.It's just that she slept too much, and she doesn't feel sleepy at all now.The senses in the dream were too real, like a blurred image of a fragment in her memory.

"Do you care about that photo?" Seeing that Qianzuru was lost in thought, Sato mistakenly thought she was still thinking about the group photo.

Qianhe, who didn't understand how this thought jumped over, was stunned for a moment, and she nodded half-understanding, "It's a little bit."

Fearing that she would be thinking wildly, Sato frowned, and his brain began to work, trying to find something to catch her thoughts.Unfortunately, Sabito has no experience in heart-to-heart talks.As a man, straightforwardness occupies most of his way of doing things.

Qianhe had a premonition that Sato had something to say, and stared at him with golden eyes.

This is probably... Riding a tiger is hard to get off.

Sato pursed his lips and asked hesitantly, "Tell you a story?"

Daimao instantly set up an antenna ready to receive the signal: "Okay!"

……

Once the words have been spoken, it is difficult to take them back.Satoshi carefully searched through his barren life and failed to find a few legends to tell.So he changed the tone of a bystander and told Qianhe about ghosts.

He found out a long time ago.Ghosts don't seem to exist in the world he is in now. He has been in Liuhun Street for six years and has never seen any ghosts.Those monsters called "virtual" by the god of death do not have the intelligence to communicate, nor are they afraid of sunlight.

"Do you know ghosts?"

"Ghost? Is it a snow girl or something?"

Sato shook his head, and he denied: "It's not from the story, it's a real ghost. It eats people, fears the sun, and has the wisdom to communicate with people."

Of course Qianzuru, who only has six years of memory, has never heard of it.

The past of Xia Wushan seemed to him to be a matter of the previous life.Sato suddenly remembered, but he could still clearly think of his classmates and teachers.

He felt that there was nothing worth telling about his life, but when he actually narrated it, he told a long period of past events amidst Qianhe's questions.When it comes to righteousness, he is still a little worried.I don't know if Yiyong lived well after he left.

But Sato felt that he was worrying too much.Volunteering is enough to stand on his own.

"Hand ghost? What does it look like?"

"Hmm..." Sato recalled for a while, but he didn't have a deep impression of the opponent ghost.At that time, many things happened in an instant, the blade had reached its limit, and the moment of breaking the knife and death seemed to happen at the same moment.

Thinking of Qianzuru's aesthetics, Sato said euphemistically, "It's... not very good-looking."

"And then? Did you kill the ghost?" Qianhe's eyes brightened.She had never experienced the atmosphere of the exam described by Sato, and it sounded thrilling and exciting at the moment.

"No."

Qianhe was stunned for a moment, and she asked again: "Is it very strong? It's okay, it's okay! You have killed so many ghosts! Just let him go!" So saying, she carefully observed Kai The face of the rabbit.

Seeing the ignorance and ignorance on the girl's face, Sato hesitated.The truth was hard to tell for a while.

It was rare for Qianhe to be smart for a while. She connected the time point, age, Satoshi's current youthful appearance with his hesitancy, and suddenly realized something.

"..."

The two looked at each other silently.Qianhe suddenly realized that she had rarely paid attention to Satu's face, and the deepest memory in her memory was the pair of gray-blue eyes under the moonlight back then, reflecting the brilliance of the moonlit night, occupying all of her gaze.

Now his eyes are still pure, as if the person who died in the words is not his true self.

Suddenly feel a little sad.

Chizuru couldn't tell why.She herself is also a person who died once, and most people in the soul world look down on life and death in this world.Occasionally, one or two have memories, and even use the cause of their oolong death as a topic of conversation after dinner.

why.

The dull hair on the top of the head fell down.

For Sabito, Chizuru is a very understanding person.He always felt that some kind of magic had been applied to the stupid hair on the top of the girl's head, and it was simply the most faithful expression of her emotional transformation.

"You..." Saitu paused for a moment, thinking about how to phrase it, fearing that he would hurt the girl's delicate glass heart again.

"Huh?" Chizuru looked up.She has always been used to looking at each other when talking to people, so Sato suddenly saw the slight redness at the end of the girl's eyes.

This scene was really difficult for him.He stiffened his body, hesitated for a while, and reached out to touch her head.

Not knowing if she sensed something, Chizuru bowed her head obediently.

The soft black hair was smooth and dense, and the stubborn hair that was thought to be stubborn easily blended into the girl's hair.This is a very novel touch.

The house fell silent.During the six years when the God Judge disappeared, the weather in Honmaru was not good.An extra bed is needed to completely dispel the chill. What is even colder is the floor in front of the castle tower. Token Fusangshen will subconsciously avoid it.

They often wonder whether Ji Jun's non-return is due to involuntary control or because they are tired of Honmaru's life.Even when Foxanosuke said he had found Ji Jun, this question still lingered in their minds.

Ji Jun's amnesia is like a key to many shackles for them.Although they were freed from their fear and suspicion, they were entangled with unfamiliar chains.

Tsurumaru adjusted his sitting posture as he looked at the endless night sky.

The house in Honmaru is not well soundproofed.Across the door, he heard the whole conversation between Ji Jun and the sword spirit, and thus increased his vigilance against Satu.

Only then did he know that Sato was not born with a sword spirit.

He is the afterlife.