[Comprehensive] Today's judges are also very willful

"never mind……"

"But... even Yinsang, I know that this kind of door has to be opened, kid, why do you kick it with your feet! No...you can't push it with your hands." Yinshi silently swallowed the words to remind Yier , he saw that Yi Er was still moving in a different way, and couldn't help asking.

The silver-haired boy looked at the door that had been distorted by Yi Er's strange power, and saw the door that was about to break in the next moment, and sighed with his hands on his forehead.Although Il would not be punished by Teacher Songyang if he broke his own door, after all, the teacher let Il go like that...but he always had a weird feeling watching this scene...

—Bang... bang!

Even though Yinshi stopped Yi Er in time, the door still wobbled for a while, and fell heavily, causing a cloud of dust when it hit the ground.

"Ahem...wait!" Yinshi looked at the familiar furnishings in the unshielded room, and was stunned.

Although the layout of the house is roughly the same, and he hasn't been here for a long time, but!He will definitely not know his room!

"Little ghost, Yinsang's door is ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"God of the Sun, Il didn't do it on purpose! It's the head of the door who looks too similar to me!" Il turned his head and ran away without hesitation. Quickly got into the room that belonged to him beside him.

"Then you stop for Yinsang, you brat." Yinshi stood in front of Yier's door, quickly pressing down Yier's hand that was about to close the door.

"Alas, it's getting late and we should go to bed. It's time for Ah Yin to say good night... Ah! Good evening, Mr. Songyang." Yi Er rolled his eyes, and he waved his hand to Yin Shi's back. The expression on the face is a little surprised.

Gintoki glanced at him suspiciously, but because the expression on Yil's face was a little too real, he couldn't help but look back.Taking advantage of his turning back, Yi Er quickly pushed the silver clock open, closed the door, and inserted it, all in one go.

"Ayin, I'm going to sleep. Good night. See you tomorrow."

"Il!"

Slightly slightly.Il stuck out his tongue, showing a well-planned smirk, the blond child jumped in the door, turned around happily, and then froze when he saw the man sitting at the table looking at him with a half-smile got there.

"Teacher Songyang is here? Huh?" Songyang picked up the cup, blew slowly, looked at Yi Er with a smile, and asked in a leisurely tone. It was obviously a soft tone, but it made Yi Er tremble.

"QAQ...Mr. Songyang, I was wrong." Yi Er immediately changed his face. He looked at Songyang aggrievedly, his beautiful blue eyes seemed to contain water vapor, and there was a fawning look on his cute little face.

"..." Songyang put down the water glass in his hand and sighed helplessly.

What can he do with Il, of course it is to forgive him.

If it was Gui, he could punish him the way a teacher treats a student, and Gui, who has always been obedient, would obediently complete it.If it was Yinshi, he could force him to accept the punishment, and Yinshi would still listen to him.If it was Jin Zhu... No, Jin Zhu wouldn't do this, if he really did, he would have to worry about what happened.

But Il... Songyang sighs, he's never been around such a young child for long.Both Jinzhu and Gui came to the private school after they were six years old, and the two of them were considered relatively young in the private school.A child of three or four years old... still has incredible strength, even he didn't know how to teach Il for a while.

Maybe Mikazuki Zongjin's proposal...can you give it a try?Songyang fell into deep thought.

"Tomorrow, you and Yinshi will copy books together." Songyang nodded to Yier faintly, and walked out, thinking about this matter while walking.If it can be confirmed that the other party is not malicious... It would be a good thing to have him help teach the students.

Songyang thought of the identity of Mikazuki Zongjin. Sankazuki Zongjin, who had always been regarded as a symbol of dignity and beauty, was a collection of the general's family.Thinking of this, Songyang's heart was a little moved, and he couldn't help but really think about it.

"Hey..." Yi Er watched Teacher Songyang leave, and tilted his head in confusion.Why did Mr. Songyang come to him?Is it just to punish him for copying books?

Yi Er puffed his face, climbed onto the bed a little unhappy, fell asleep after hugging the quilt for a while.The sword in the corner waited for a long time, until the sound of Yi Er's peaceful breathing, he was relieved, quietly drew the knife out of its sheath, and carefully drilled out from the blade.

Sanri Yuezong tidied up his clothes in a panic, and managed to drop half of the messy clothes.The old man who had never been good at taking care of himself took a silent look at the complicated hunting clothes on his body, and happily decided to leave it alone - anyway, the real sword must show even more when he was out in battle than now.

Sanriyue hung the main body that had temporarily returned to its original posture on her waist, walked up to Il and stared at it for a while.San Riyue's eyes were a bit complicated, and he was a little at a loss. This was the first time after that incident that he had the opportunity to come out and look at the lord head-on.

Although he already knew that the adult had somehow turned into a child due to the accident that day, but this was the first time he had seen Yi Er's appearance with his own eyes.

Thinking of all that was sealed in the scabbard and heard before, San Riyue couldn't help but twitched the corners of her mouth, deeply doubting whether her master's real consciousness would wake up and kill him because of what he saw.

——After all, he never expected that such a cold, forceful and careless adult would be so...cute when he was young.

That's right, it's cute.Sanriyue lowered her head, her gaze fell on the face of the sleeping blond child.The little child was sleeping soundly with his mouth pouted, and his clean and clear eyes were quietly closed at this moment, looking like an angel.

If Yiqi Yizhen or Yan Rong sees the current appearance of the Lord... I'm afraid they will go crazy.San Riyue thought inopportunely, and quickly threw this thought away - regardless of whether the lord will be seen by them, it might be okay if he is really seen by Yan Rong... Then Yanrong will definitely be thrown into the knife solution pool.

Thinking of the whole process of Yan Rong offending the lord who was ordered by Jian'er to tell him face to face, Sanriyue showed a soft expression on his face.He lowered his head slightly, lifted one of Yi'er's hands lightly, took the opportunity to quietly take out the fire stick from Yi'er's arms, and put it aside, he was about to turn around and leave when he couldn't help but pause.

Sanriyue looked at Yi Er, who was sleeping a little uncomfortable because he had nothing to hug, he thought for a while, and took off his body.Then he put his body into Il's arms where the fire stick originally belonged, and lightly covered Il with the quilt. After doing this, he bowed slightly with a smile and saluted before turning around. leave.

The moonlight came in through the gap in the window, reflecting in the eyes of the person on the bed looking at Sanriyue's back from afar.He sat up, tilted his head slightly, looked quietly at Fu Sangshen who was going away outside the window, and then looked at the Taidao in his arms that had rapidly evolved into a pure white color after he woke up, and blinked in confusion.

His eyes at this time are neither the usual clear blue nor the golden eyes of Tian Yuchuan, but a pair of strange eyes that seem to be a mixture of the two and are completely different.

There doesn't seem to be any extra emotion in his eyes. The blue of the deep sea ice in his left eye reflects the moonlight, and the right eye is hidden in the shadow. Under the moonlight, it looks extraordinarily harmonious, bringing a touch of inorganic to his beautiful eyes. qualitative look.

"Three Riyue Zongjin..." He opened his mouth, chanted the name meaninglessly, and frowned slightly.

"A subordinate of 'my'?...It's really interesting...and weird." Although he said it was funny, there was no funny meaning on his face.He looked puzzled at the quilt covered by the three-day moon, and seemed to want to smile, but the expression on his face was stiff, and he looked strangely indifferent under the moonlight at night.

……

Sanriyue walked out of Il's room slowly, and walked along the old wooden corridor towards the outside of Matsushita Village School.Before walking out of the gate, he turned around and glanced at the attic behind him, and exchanged glances with the person standing on the attic.Sanriyue bent her eyes, nodded slightly to Songyang with a pleasant attitude, and then walked out of here slowly.

Songxia Village School is located in a small village, and not far from the village is a seemingly endless wasteland.There are many lush weeds growing on the wasteland, large and small bluestones and dead trees are all over the wasteland, and there is a small lake in the middle of the wasteland.

On weekdays, no one came here. Even though it was not far from the cropland of the village, there were still few people. The reason was this lake.Legend has it that there is a river god in this small lake, who sends water to the surrounding area every year, and does not allow any human beings to approach, otherwise he will be dragged away.

Sanriyue was naturally not afraid of any river gods, he walked slowly to the lake, looked around and sighed softly.

"There's no one here, come out." San Riyue put the unremarkable and black fire stick in her hand on the grass outside the village, her tone was calm, but extremely determined.

The fire stick remained motionless, as if it was a black fire stick.Fusangshen?nonexistent.

"Oh... did you guess wrong?" Sanriyue raised her sleeves and covered her mouth, the youngest grandpa of the Santiao family's gleaming crescent eyes seemed to fall like brilliance, and his gestures still seemed to be elegant and gentle from the Heian era. Of course, but the movements of his hands are not gentle at all.

"Since I guessed wrong, then I can only destroy you... After all, a fire stick is not qualified to accompany the lord." San Riyue picked up the fire stick on the ground, and exhausted all her strength without reservation. He waved towards the bluestone beside him, without any hesitation.

--clang.

"Sanri Yuedian, what are you going to do!"