God Judge's Thousand-Layer Routine Vest

Oboro walked in alone.

Her entourage probably all went to the vestibule, how many were curious and how many were fleeing could not tell, and she didn't care.

She doesn't care whether there is someone clearing the way for her, whether someone is holding a cigarette box for her, whether someone is holding an umbrella for her-she is not here today as Mrs. Yoshihara, but is willing to walk here in white no way back.

Her love affairs, her life, her everything is there.

Fujihime, who was still savoring the aroma, looked at Obi in surprise. The face of the other party was no longer a fake look of sadness mixed with sarcasm, but a complex expression of joy and fear, which made her look like a person. , not some monster in human skin.

But she—it was a monster.

Looking at Oboro sitting on the seat between himself and the guest, Fujihime restrained his desire to hide, turned his head with a flat expression, and poked an unfamiliar fruit on the table with a silver pick to conceal his mood .

The sweet smell wafted in the air, and Fujihime blinked.

Because she is afraid of getting rashes and other diseases that will disturb her appearance, she usually does not eat these unfamiliar things. This fruit has no core and hard skin. It seems to be easy to eat, and the size does not taste bad.

... so sweet, so special taste.

...I'll eat another one, just one.

Fujihime, who silently wiped out a small plate of strawberries, felt a little regretful. The blank space on the plate on the table was very conspicuous, which looked very inappropriate, especially in contrast to the fact that nothing had moved on Oboro's side.

Knowing that the behavior just now was a bit bad, Fujihime raised her eyes carefully, wanting to see if other people had noticed, but she was facing Sankaiyue's thoughtful gaze, and her mind went blank for an instant.

...He saw how greedy I was, would he think I was ridiculous?

Fujiki thought stiffly.

However, there was no laughter, and an attendant quietly brought her another plate of the same fruit. She mustered up the courage to look over again, and the man smiled at her with a slap in the face. Although she turned her eyes hastily, she still saw A plate of fruit was missing from his table.

She should like strawberries very much.

Sankaiyue noticed Fujihime's movements, and after a little thought, she asked Shikigami to hand over the plate in front of her to the other party, which was regarded as a return gift to Kamaru-this is a perfect study of the practice of forcibly adding food to them every time the god judge , the other party definitely couldn't refuse, after seeing the other party's reaction, he gave a kind smile to the child who had the same preferences as himself.

Really Like Strawberry Five Years Old Sanriyue didn't think there was anything wrong with it, so he didn't understand why the two on the opposite side gathered together and stared at him like scumbags.

"Hmm... Your Highness Tsurumaru, are you sure this is the custom of greeting humans in the Heian Era?"

After watching the whole process, Xiaohumaru asked Tsurumaru beside him uncertainly, the act of sharing food should be done in a very close relationship, right?

No...Maybe humans and foxes are different in this aspect, so it doesn't matter if you don't finish the dishes the host brings next time?

"Ha ha."

Bai He has given up trying to make things right for San Riyue. If San Riyue is conscious of his own charm, sometimes he is completely unaware of the consequences of his actions. If he is not conscious, sometimes he is very good at taking advantage of it... …

... This old man, didn't he really do it on purpose?I see that sooner or later you will be prosecuted for non-violation and locked up in a small black room!

He was seated for a long time, still staring at Hasebe without saying a word. The historical revisionists almost ate up all the fruit, and there was no god judge announcing the start of the banquet. They didn't dare to move, and looked at the table every once in a while, their nervousness was beyond words.

"Then, go and invite our last guest," the judge sighed and told the Shikigami behind him, "Be gentle and don't hurt him."

Shikigami led the way, and soon came back with a man on his back.

"Disrespectful!" The man struggled hard, but it was useless, he could only be pressed down on the seat by Shikigami, and one of them pressed his shoulders, firmly fixing him there.

The owner of the Red Leaf House was brought from a secret room not far from here. Faced with such a strange messenger, he did not dare to go to the banquet rashly. Instead, he brought enough guards and went to the special room in the Yang House for eavesdropping. Get hold of the situation.

But after hearing the conversation, he subconsciously felt that something was wrong, and as expected, the attendants who broke in suddenly knocked down all the guards without any effort, and brought him here forcibly.

The bunch of useless things.

Feeling the unrelenting strength on his shoulders, the boss of Hongye House could only reluctantly tidy up his demeanor and put on a calm look. He leaned against the shogunate. As long as these people ask for something, there is nothing to be afraid of.

"Since the guests are all here, let's start." The judge didn't look at the embarrassed boss, but just clapped his palms lightly, "This is the newly edited Jing Liuli, please take a look."

It was clearly daytime, but the moment the applause sounded, the room went dark as if the candles were extinguished in the night. A group of musicians were sitting in the show booth. The stage was more than a foot higher than usual, making the room People in the middle can clearly see everything that happens above.

A luxuriously dressed warrior doll stands alone in the middle of the stage. Behind him is a large house. I don’t know where the puppeteer has gone. He looks a little pitiful alone. The musicians are playing music slowly, and the sound is dizzy. Sleepy, can't see what to perform.

Just when the owner of Hongye House wanted to speak out to ridicule this half-baked performance, the sound of the music suddenly changed, and a blue shadow rushed over from the side of the stage like lightning, wrapping the doll tightly around it, and the blue fire ignited, and the doll It seemed to be struggling, but it was wrapped very tightly, so it could only be burned out like that. After the fire was extinguished, it could be seen that the blue shadow was a giant wooden snake. It looked so lifelike that even the blue scales on its body were covered Constantly change and move.

The music turned into a lament, and the giant snake let go of the puppet that had been burnt to nothing but a column of ashes, and crawled down the stage in a meandering manner. crying.

"Clang!"

Fujihime accidentally knocked over the cup on the table, that snake...that snake!

A soft laugh sounded beside her, and she lifted the cup up with trembling hands, not daring to look at the hazy expression.

The sound woke up the people in the room, and the kimono merchant said in shock, "This... this puppet is unmanned, how did it move?"

"It's a mystery, I don't know what it means!" The boss of Hongye House snorted coldly. The plot he played reminded him of someone, but he would not say it anyway at this time. "The stage is higher than usual, so there must be a mechanism below, or Is there any other trick to use the cover of the door leaf?"

"So that's it, that's it..." The kimono merchant wiped the sweat from his forehead and didn't dare to speak. The atmosphere of the banquet was very strange. He just came here with the idea of ​​doing business and didn't want to cause trouble.

The sliding door of the compartment was closed once after this scene, and when it was opened again, the musicians changed to a lively tune, and the puppets, which were still dark just now, had changed into colorful clothes, and moved with the sound of the music, posing Yoshihara A common feasting scene.

"This puppet..." The medicine seller looked at the little figure who was moving vividly on the stage and said, "What is it?"

"After the play is over, they have their own destinations." The judge did not answer the question directly. "At this time, I just use a body to interpret the memories of the past one by one."

The samurai doll who had just been burnt to ashes frivolously touched the neck of the doll in white clothes with blue patterns, but the doll got up and avoided it. The doll walked out, and the music stopped for a moment. , and continued quickly, but not as cheerfully as before. The male dolls angrily knocked on the table and waved away the others. One of the dolls holding the shamisen walked slowly and was soon separated from the other dolls.

The old luthier who was originally huddled in the corner raised his head at some point and looked at this familiar repertoire in fear.

The background changed to a bamboo forest under the moon. The puppet holding the shamisen stood there, watched the bright moon pluck the strings twice, and seemed to hear something. He walked carefully into the bamboo forest.

The soundtrack became weird and ethereal at this moment, and the rustling sound of bamboo leaves could be heard almost. The action of the puppet gradually slowed down, and he turned his head frequently, as if he wanted to leave. With the harsh brushing of the shamisen, the big snake that had just appeared appeared again. It rushed out of the bamboo forest painting in the background.

There is a human half body on the head of the snake, the hair is disheveled and you can’t see clearly, but wearing a gorgeous kimono embroidered with wisteria, the doll was run over by the big snake without any resistance, and was broken into several pieces on the stage, shamisen fall aside.

The old luthier stood up with an "ah", as if he wanted to snatch the doll back, but his eyes were blocked by the shikigami beside him. He trembled and fell slowly, when the shikigami moved the sleeve covering his eyes At the beginning, the face of the old luthier had become peaceful, but he just looked around in a little perplexity, and was soon attracted by the music on the stage.

"Oh……?"

"For him, it's more suitable to forget this memory," the examiner moved his fingers slightly, asking Shikigami to set a table in the corner for the old luthier, "He's just a musician who is overly sensitive to sound, he shouldn't have encountered such a thing.”

The music gradually faded, and many puppets made noise around the torn puppet for a while, and finally one of them carefully picked up the fragments, and the sliding door slowly closed, and the scene was over.

No one in the room spoke, and the old luthier on the side looked at the banquet with a puzzled face, unable to remember why he was here, but the serious atmosphere made him sit cautiously in the corner and only concentrate on listening to the music on the stage.

Act Three—

The background is a dimly lit room, two dolls are sitting facing each other, one is the former samurai, the other is a man in a dark kimono, there is a small table between the two, and you come and go on the table The exchange was going on, gold, jewels, and paper rolls were passed around, and finally the man in the dark kimono handed out a wooden sculpture of a beautiful woman. He nodded with his chin.

Seeing this, the owner of Hongye House shrank his pupils. When the doll came out, he felt that the kimono was very familiar. He had the exact same one in his closet, and he became more and more surprised when he saw the samurai on the opposite side. Isn't it Kira Uenosuke!

What's even more frightening is that they did have such a secret conversation.

It has been a while since Yoshio Kira has been in the sight of Somezuke. Since his son became the lord of the Yonezawa domain, he has exchanged large amounts of gold and silver many times. Recently, he received nearly 3 yuan from the Uesugi family for the reconstruction of the house site. Two huge sums of money, but the whereabouts of the money is very vague. In addition, he took advantage of the opportunity of house construction to frequently meet with some lower-level samurai. Combined, it should be included in dangerous trends by the shogunate.

In order to get close to Yoshio Kira, the owner of Hongyeya falsely claimed that he wanted to go to the Yonezawa domain to do business and do business with the Uesugi family, and asked him to open the way for him. A financial alliance can quickly close the relationship, but Yoshio Kira was greedy and paid a lot. The other party seemed dissatisfied with gold and jewelry, as well as the profit of the future business. In the end, he had to agree to give Yoshio Kira his famous man, and the other party let go.

That is, the last woodcarving of beauties.

A few days later, Yoshio Kira met with Oboro and discussed the matter of ransom, and died suddenly that night. It is said that he was burned to ashes, and his death was extremely tragic.

This play... was played backwards. During that secret conversation, he promised that there would be absolutely no third party watching. Only two living people knew about the transaction process—now there is only one left, but the transaction between you and me in the play There is no mistake in the order, and even the expressions of the puppets are very similar.

His complexion was so ugly that the kimono merchants on the side didn't dare to talk to him, and the air fell into a strange silence, which also highlighted Oboro's sneer very clearly.

"Please stage the fourth act." Yao Lang said softly, holding the Exorcism Sword in his hand.

When the sliding door was opened again, the background changed to a Wufu house with gorgeous costumes hanging. A female doll was rummaging through the store, looking very dissatisfied.

"This... This is my shop..." The kimono merchant said hesitantly, "Is that doll me?"

After Oboro became famous, the kimono merchant once publicized that Oboro bought an extremely gorgeous dress from him, but Oboro had never worn it in public, so many people used it to laugh at him instead. give up.

But this scene is exactly the scene at that time.

A kimono with a very magnificent purple vine pattern appeared on the background. With the wind, the petals of the wisteria rustled down. The female doll seemed to be fascinated and stood beside the kimono for a long time before the deal was concluded. Grinning a large amount of gold.

The kimono merchant moved uncomfortably.

The background turned, it was pitch black outside, and the candles were shining brightly in the room. The puppet was wearing that kimono standing in front of the mirror and looking at itself, making various expressions of ecstasy and sadness. The puppet face seemed unable to bear such a big movement. Fragments kept falling, and this process didn't last long. The puppet turned its face, and that face had changed into the face of a beautiful woman who refused the samurai's approach before.

"Ah! Ahh!" The kimono merchant yelled in horror, took two steps away from the stage, pointed at the background and waved his arms wildly.

Under the reflection of the candlelight on one side of the stage, the shadow of the doll was cast on the background of the paper sliding door pattern, but the shadow did not correspond to the action of the doll, what appeared was a big snake slowly entangled A woman in a fancy dress, the two sides contended for a while, the big snake opened its mouth and spit out the snake letter, unwillingly submerged into the woman's figure.

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The female puppet slowly raised her head, and the wisteria kimono on her body quickly changed into white embroidered water ripples. Together with the other dolls who came on stage again, she started banquets one after another. The puppet beside her kept changing, and only she Sitting there, if there was a samurai doll in purple at any banquet, she would approach him, and then the giant snake would appear again and burn the doll to ashes.

The human beings in the room looked at Oboro on the main seat in fear. Everyone here understood that Oboro was possessed by the monster on the kimono. Among them, the kimono merchant was sweating profusely, his face turned green and pale, almost turning pale. fainted.

"...Why are you so panicked?" The drug seller looked at the kimono merchant, "It seems that you are the only one who is wrong with my guess...Can you tell me the truth one by one?"

The author has something to say: Hmm...start to restore this matter from the tail backwards

Everyone involved is here

Also, I love strawberries!Best in winter!

However, regardless of whether you are aware of the consequences or not, Sankayue please let it be enough _(:з」∠)_

感谢在2021-02-2717:47:00~2021-03-0119:13:11期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 40 bottles of Chaowu; 34 bottles of brown-haired rabbits that will catch fire; 10 bottles of my Qingguang cute; 5 bottles of Xuewu Xueying;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!