[Comprehensive] All knives like to act coquettish to aunts

"Hahahaha, I'm joking with you, master, don't worry." Yiqi Yizhen smiled heartily when he saw that I was ready to collect Tsurumaru's body, he hesitated and asked me: "Master, can you give me some A healing talisman infused with spiritual power?"

This is not a big request. I took out a pack of tissues from my pocket and made a few on the spot and handed them to the first issue. The first issue put a few freshly baked repair charms in my pocket. I called softly and stopped crying. The five tigers retreated.

"Tui, can you chat with the lord here, I have something to do in the house." Yiqi Yizhen patted Wu Hutui's small head, knelt down to wipe off the tears on Wuhutui's face.

"Okay...Okay." Wu Hutui nodded timidly.

"Good boy." Yiqi Yizheng greeted me: "I'm entering the house, master, please call me anytime if you have anything to do."

"You go in."

After I agreed, I turned around and entered the room. Wu Hutui walked over with a small tiger in his arms, and I pointed to the small stool next to him to sit on.

"Master, do you want to play with the little tiger?" Wu Hutui held the little tiger up in front of me, and the little tiger yelled coquettishly, and I wanted to lick the tiger a little bit.

Before I had time to reach out, Lihua, who was lying in my arms, stretched out a paw and slapped the little tiger who was acting coquettishly with me on the face, because Lihua didn't use nails, the little tiger was not counted as being photographed The pain was just a little ignorant, it was too sudden.

Li Hua gritted her teeth at the little tiger, and jumped out of my arms, and the little tiger in Wu Hutui's arms also struggled to jump down. We both thought that there was going to be a fierce battle between a cat and a tiger, so get ready! Fight as soon as they fight.

To our surprise, the little tiger and the raccoon get along very well, and the two little guys play with each other's tails, which is extremely harmonious.

The remaining four tiger cubs also came to join in the fun. Li Hua treated them very kindly, licking their fur one by one. I saw this posture as treating the cubs as cat cubs. Cubs are not repulsive by nature, and so is Lihua.

The five tigers and I finally let go of our hearts, and we enjoyed exchanging ideas about raising cats (tigers), and forgot about the unlucky child Tsurumaru.

Not long after, the first phase came out of the door with an intact crane ball attached.

Was Tsurumaru not beaten?I couldn't figure it out, why did I go into the house just now.

"Master! Save me quickly!" Seeing me, Tsurumaru rushed over as if seeing a savior, and lay on my lap, weeping uncontrollably. It sounded like he was crying, but no fake tears were shed. A drop came out: "One shock in the first phase was too frenzied. I was severely injured and he threw repair charms on me. Just after repairing, he continued to fight! Where did he get so many repair charms!"

"Eh..." I seemed to be an accomplice unknowingly, looking at the aggrieved Tsurumaru, I thought it would be better if I didn't speak.

Saying goodbye to them, I finally managed to send Tsurumaru to the living room of the Sanjo Sword Sect this time. The moment I saw Sankayue, I had the urge to cry. His image at this time is almost comparable to the savior.

"The lord is here." Sanriyue just put the stereo into the room, the sweat on his forehead was still there, when he saw Tsurumaru, he understood the purpose of the little girl's visit: "Isn't this Tsurumaru, long time no see."

"Yo, Mikazuki, we haven't seen each other for a long time." Tsurumaru was in a good mood seeing his friend, and even forgot a lot of the aggrieved beating.

Xiaohuwan made a cup of red bean milk tea for me to drink. The temperature was just right for drinking, and it was not too sweet. Lihua smelled the milk and rubbed against me, expressing that he wanted to have some. Xiaohuwan quickly came from the house to give another Hua brought a small bowl of goat milk, and Aunt Cat had a good time.

At meal time, I went to the main house for dinner with the little knives of the Santiaodao faction and a crane ball that really *cats hate dogs. Tsurumaru saw that I was at ease in the kitchen, so he sneaked in to steal some soup while Kasen Kanesada was not paying attention.

Then he was thrown out by the candlestick with his collar in his hand.

"Why doesn't the lord care about her, she's stealing too!" Tsurumaru felt that most of the colleagues' hearts were biased toward the good-looking, unconditionally and one-sidedly toward the aunt.

The candlestick cut a ghostly smile, and asked back: "The master can guarantee that there will be no chaos when he comes in, how about you?"

"...I can't." Tsurumaru seemed to have been shot by an arrow in his knee, he wanted to enter the kitchen for the purpose of causing trouble besides stealing food.

Candlestick Qie smiled and pointed to the empty seat next to Sanriyue:

"roll."

"Oh."

Crane Ball walked over disheveledly and sat down upright, with his hands behind him, sitting like an obedient kindergarten child.

Hearing the movement, I looked at the candlestick suspiciously.

"It's no big deal, is there anything else you want to eat?" Candlestick cut a piece of fried rice cake and stuffed it into my mouth, poked my puffed cheek and asked, "Would you like to fry some meatballs by the way?"

"Okay, long live Mama~" I naturally agreed with both hands.

The atmosphere of the dinner was very harmonious, Honosuke, who was eating the food on his plate, suddenly remembered something, looked up and said to me: "Master Shuran, you will take over Diablo Honmaru in three days, the notice issued by Shizheng in the afternoon, let you be prepared."

"Time is so tight?" Shizheng is a little unreliable this time, and the three-day preparation time makes me a little anxious.

"It's like this. There is a Diablo Honmaru sword Fusangshin who are about to burp, and they can last for less than a week at most, otherwise they won't be in such a hurry." The document that came over said with some sympathy: "The fusangshen of this Honmaru are a bit miserable."

I put my chopsticks aside, and listened intently to what Honosuke had to say to find out who I would be working with in three days. The knives also pricked up their ears curiously.

"The examiner of this Honmaru is a woman. She took over Honmaru at the age of 25. She was very qualified at the beginning, and she even fell in love with her initial sword, California Kiyomitsu. It is no problem to follow this pace and work until retirement."

"After ten years, this god-judgment is getting old. He could use spiritual power to maintain his appearance, but this aunt's spiritual power is not enough. It is already very difficult to maintain the normal operation of this pill. The spiritual power has protected one's face, and the price of the youth-maintaining service provided by the government of the time is too high, and even the god judge can't afford it."

"At first she comforted herself that these things were okay, until later when she went out with California Qingguang, someone asked if they were mother and son..."

Fox's mouth was a little dry, so he quickly handed it a small dish of water, and Fox took two sips to continue talking.

"After that, this aunt really couldn't bear the difference between herself and her lover, so she imprisoned all the swords and Fusangshen to extract spiritual power from them, so as to maintain her youthful appearance."

"This imprisonment lasted for more than five years. In the past five years, many short knives and ribs could not withstand the torture and the broken knives were replaced with new ones. I couldn't watch my younger brother suffer the torture. With this beginning, three All the swords and Fusangshen in the sky have fallen in the dark."

"The dark fallen gods gathered to kill the god judge. It was California Qingguang who saved the judge and threw her out of the main pill. For this reason, California Qingguang was smashed by the angry dark swords. The god judge knew After the news of Qingguang's death in California, he went crazy, and he is still locked up in the madhouse."

Foxnosuke glanced at all the knives after finishing talking about the experience of Diablo Honmaru, and added: "This incident gives us a warning, that is, you little knives, don't tease your aunts, knives and god judges if you have nothing to do. There will be no good results."

"Then tell me what happened to those fifty or sixty couples who go to the Civil Affairs Bureau every year to get their certificates?" There are so many things to do with California Qingguang to get a marriage certificate, and it's not because he is reluctant to pay the high salary of the current government."

I looked at Fox's speechless look, rubbed its head, and said, "This matter is obviously the fault of that bad aunt, I'm afraid that I will serve as a psychiatrist for a group of dark knives in the past. "

"No, you are not a god judge in the past, just provide spiritual power to heal the wound that has been unable to heal due to the dark fall of the sword. Psychological treatment is not within the scope of your responsibility." Fox Nosuke reassured me He then told me the reason for not appointing a new judge:

"Now the government of the time of the Dark Fallen Honmaru will no longer appoint new judges, and it will not cost much to simply build a new Honmaru. The Dark Fallen Fusangshen will be appointed after they can control the extent of their dark fall. new department errands”

After I understood it, I made an OK gesture, and just after eating, I started to discuss with the knives about going to Diablo Honmaru.

"In three days, your cute little fairies will go to work to subsidize the family." I held my face in my hands and looked at the neat little knives, with a very serious expression: "I need a boy with a temperament that meets the requirements and I go together."

"Let Xiaohu/Grandpa/I am/Little Monk/Let me go."×N

All the knives in Honmaru raised their paws and volunteered, and I patted the table.

"One by one, what does Diablo Honmaru need most?"

Cattail spoke first: "Spiritual power!"

"You can't give this to others, reject it."

Candlestick was a little hesitant: "The ability to heal broken hearts?"

"It's too difficult, it's rejected."

Imai raised his hand high, and said before my roll call: "Snacks! You'll feel better after eating snacks!"

"Sanming Xiaohuwan, you two cross Jinjian." My liver hurts from Jinjian's answer.

...............

It is useless to listen to Xiao Dao Jing's suggestion, and only oneself is the most reliable at critical moments.

"What is Diablo Honmaru most in need of? Let me tell you ignorant knives." I stood up and showed the momentum of my middle school speech, and my words were powerful:

"They need a commissar!"

"..."

Political commissar, what is that?We don't study much, Auntie, don't lie to us.

The author has something to say:

Su Ran is still brainstorming nonsense every day 2333

Of course I chose to spoil my daughter~ Little angels, don’t worry, I won’t write abuse, the whole article is sweet.

Write some bits and pieces in the next chapter and then you can go to Diablo Honmaru and make waves~

It’s cooling down again, little angels wear thicker clothes, poor me recently shivering in bed with a padded jacket and trousers, it’s so painful without heating ヽ(;▽;)ノ