Jiang Xue still hasn't fallen

My memory starts with a piece of white and the unkind eyes. In the subsequent memory, the pain will always accompany me, no matter what life or life. ——Mikazuki Zongjin

I still remember the room I was in when I woke up, with white sheets, white walls and white cabinets seemed to blend into one, and even the people standing by my bed were wearing long white coats.

This room is too monotonous and boring. The only bright spot may be the red blooming on the sheets, on people's gloves, on the tools in people's hands, right?

Perhaps the white is too bright, so that it is difficult for me to like this color, and even, I don't like these people from the bottom of my heart.

This Honmaru is too monotonous, whether it is the room, the flowers in the yard, or even the decorative ribbons, they are all white.

I don't know whether they love white or the bright red that is very beautiful when dyed on white.

This is No. 6 Honmaru, a place where I don't know the exact location, but it is full of magical colors.

From the moment I woke up, they repeated the same word to me - hope.

I don't know why I became the hope in their mouths, and I don't know how different I am from other people.

All I know is that I am Mikami Tsukimune, a very old national treasure sword with the most beautiful appearance in the world.

But... I don't even have any impression of the only "ancient" I know.

My life is monotonous, and there are often people coming and going in Honmaru. I sit on the veranda, holding a teacup and watching their hurried figures. Occasionally, I feel as if I am an existence outside this Honmaru, and I am out of place.

Strength has never been something I need to consider. It seems that in the past that I didn't know, I already had enough strength and resourcefulness that had been stored in my mind, but I forgot...

I once asked my titular protagonist, she is a kind of submissive girl, her face has no trace of vitality, she occasionally blushes when she sees me, even though she speaks hesitantly, she is still a grandfather I am in this book The only person who can talk.

Yes, only.

She is a bit shy, but she doesn't often appear in front of me. Occasionally, she will bring me new tea, chat with me a few words, and then she will be chased away by the people who have been by my side.

I've always known that she is the judge of this Honmaru, but it's only in name, she is controlled in the palm of her hand, and her puppet-like life wiped out her desire for life, but I can't do anything, because... …I have no control over my own life.

What I'm most afraid of in my life is the smell of potion that doesn't smell good. Now that I think about it, it's the sequelae from that time, right?

I don't know how many white sheets have been replaced on that white bed, but I just know that the daily "examination" made the pain that tortured me all the time increase.

Painful, but dare not speak out.

I never thought that I would also have such a timid and fearful time. When facing the silver knife that I have seen so many times, my body trembled unconsciously, but I could only close my eyes to bear it, because it was in front of me. In front of him, there is never a second way to choose.

I don't know what they want from me. Occasionally, my body will change strangely, but it's not annoying.

Like the bone tail that once grew out of my tailbone, it really surprised me for a long time, and it was very interesting to play with, but it was a pity that they cut it off later, and it never grew back.

My body has never been stable. From time to time, my bones are exposed, and occasionally I lose my five senses, or some parts are missing.

They seemed to be trying so hard to make me perfect, to have all my physical imperfections disappear, and they did.

That was the first time I looked in the mirror, and I really had the face they said in the mirror. I still remember that the protagonist smiled very brightly at that time, and she said: "That's great, Sanriyue-jun, you can go and look outside part of the world!"

The outside world?Shouldn't it be white?

I never expected to see the outside world, nor did I have any knowledge of it. Since I woke up, the two things I knew to do were the words they instilled-fight and check.

This protagonist is amazing. She may be the comfort agent they put around me, so that I can have some small expectations to survive the extremely painful "examination".

Now my "examination" is over, and her fate has come to an end.

That day, after I finished looking in the mirror, when I stepped out of the yard for the first time, the leading man in white grabbed me with a strong smell of medicine, and let me witness the passing of the lord with my own eyes.

She left with a smile, with the knife rising and falling, the red sprinkled on the ground, and the devilish voice of the man in white was next to my ears, my eyes were a little wet, but it seemed to be just an illusion, until I returned to the room, Washed the red-stained clothes, wiped the red-stained body carefully, and the redness that occasionally flickered in my eyes never faded away.

I am a lord-killing Sword Fusangshen... Maybe I can't even count Sword Fusangshen?

My life has returned to peace again, my tasks have been changed, and another one has been added, and finally there have been some new changes.

Fight, report, plot.

I finally saw my partners. They had bony bodies and ferocious faces, and it was difficult to distinguish the meaning of the words they spit out.

But for some reason, they seem to listen to me very much. They never refute the orders I issued, and only choose to obey them. Maybe... this is the purpose of the "inspection" of the people in white, and it is also the "hope" they say Bar?

I can see the satisfaction in the eyes of the man in white deepening as I sharpen it. When those partners go out to fight with me, they will always drink the potion and become normal. The real look is much better.

I don't particularly understand the good intentions of the man in white. The opponents in the battle are so familiar, and there is no difference in appearance from the group of disguised partners behind me.

Intuition and instinct tell me that I am just like them, only in eternal beauty.

My life changed a little during a battle - I picked up the sword and hid it.

It was a series of strikes, and for some reason, when I stood on the battlefield that day, I couldn't take my eyes off of the striker sword, and even his name automatically appeared in my mind.

I brought him back, hid him, and made sufficient preparations to hide him for a lifetime, but forgot to keep it secret.

There has never been a lack of supervisors by my side. They told the people in white that even though I begged in every possible way, they still took Yiqi away.

Because——they don't allow me, Tsukizuki Muneki, to have any weaknesses.

However, fortunately, as a "hope", I tried my best to plead and finally had some effect. They did not choose to smash the knife, but woke up the first phase and took it for a long-term "examination".

I stood on the verandah and watched the first issue leave, the guilt and pain in my heart almost surpassed the pain that tortured me every day, and overwhelmed me.

I only saw him once, but he showed a gentle and comforting smile, which made me lose my mind.

He survived.

After a long time, when I heard the news from the man in white, I was overwhelmed with joy, but I hesitated.

I know that Yiqi Yizhen shouldn't be treated like this, but because of what I did at the time, he came to such an abnormal Honmaru and became a sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

But he didn't hold grudges, he kept coming to chat with me, his face was as thick as a city wall, entangled me, and then...we were together.

Thinking about it now, that may be the only time worth joying and remembering in my painful time that was not long but not short. It was full of the sweetness of desserts and the fragrance of flowers, just like the rich and mellow old wine that has accumulated over the years, imprinted in my heart. the deepest part.

I don't know why this Honmaru exists, but I just vaguely feel that they seem to want to create a more powerful existence-the commander of the battle, or a weapon of war.

Very lucky but unfortunately, Yiqi Yizhen and my partners did not become failures, but became what they wanted.

I thought that I would continue to live this kind of life, but changes always come so unexpectedly that even I can't stand it.

Keiko Miyamoto, this woman is full of mystery.

She suddenly appeared on the battlefield and crushed us with absolute strength, but took my soul out of the shattered body and stuffed it into the forge.

I thought she was a god-judgmentist who lacked the strength of Miriyue Zongjin, but I didn't expect that she had already had Sanriyue as a partner, but I don't want to call him that, because he...isn't the real Miriyue at all, so I I prefer to call him "San Ming".

Sanming is the sword spirit of Keiko Miyamoto's previous life. He came to this 1789 Honmaru with a broken knife in a great war. His master and his lover waited for hundreds of years in the world, and finally found his soul in this Honmaru. , and stuffed him into the body of Mikazuki Zongjin.

Yes, he possessed the body of Sanka Yuezongjin, and the spirit of Sankai Yuezongjin, who was born into the world, was rejected at the moment he entered the body because he already had a soul in the body, so he could only use his soul body to float between time and space, and was finally killed by someone. Some experimenters found that it was stuffed into the body of the time-traveling army, and became... the current me.

All this was told by Keiko Miyamoto. She said that because of her presumptuous claims, my body was occupied, and what happened afterward left the cause behind, so she wanted to complete the result.

I didn't really believe what she said, after all, it sounded more like nonsense, but my heart has already given me the answer - what she said is true.

So I chose to stay because I had no other choice.

She wanted me to have a new body again, but she found that there can't be two strikes and three days in the pill, so she can only temporarily make a replacement body for me, because she can't sacrifice her lover's life anyway. Give me back my old body.

This has become a chain of unsolvable cause and effect.

I stayed in Honmaru No. 1789. This Honmaru is completely different from the Honmaru I used to stay at. The fusangshen here all have beautiful faces instead of the ugly bone appearance. It goes on and on.

Miyamoto Keiko left me a temporary body that can last for a long time, and Sanming left me to embark on a new journey by myself.

With my own wisdom, I became the military adviser of this pill, and I dealt with documents, large and small, which filled my ordinary life little by little.

Every night, I always think of Yiqi Yizhen unconsciously, thinking of the clumsy lover who tried hard to please me, but I can't go back.

Miyamoto Keiko told me that this time is so messy, my soul travels through time and space, goes to the past, and descends into the past world, while the Honmaru where I am at this time is far away from that past.

I didn't ask too many things, some things are predestined, even if you know it, it's hard to change.

Perhaps my fate is doomed to be rough, and life has another twists and turns-Keiko Miyamoto is missing.

For such news, Sanming was the most touched, but I didn't feel much.

What made me change color was the new god judge.

She had a gentle smile on her face, the curve of her mouth was so perfect, and the voice she uttered was so sweet, but it made me shiver.

I know her, she is a person in white, the strong smell of the potion is very pungent, I tried my best to endure the shock and fear in my heart, but I had to lead her way.

She smiled and spit out two words to me gently - "hope".

At that moment, I fell into the abyss again, and the long darkness swallowed me up again. I was bound to the high cabinet, and the silver light on the knife almost blinded my eyes. The fear emanating from my soul made me unable to resist. Can only choose to bear.

Maybe she still has some purpose, after conducting many inspections on me, she locked me in the study and did not explore the mysteries of me.

But I would rather her eyes stay on me all the time, because she saw Jiang Xuezuo's words.

I know Jiang Xue's identity, and I know her identity. When Fu Sangshen faces the Nemesis, even if the opponent is just a clone of the goddess, he is doomed to lose.

I was sitting in the study, listening to Jiang Xuezuo's cry of pain coming from the cubicle, I seemed to see my past self again in a trance.

What exactly is she looking for?I don't know, I only know that I can only choose to be patient and wait.

The sky outside the window is as blue as ever, and the warm sunlight enters the room through the barrier, but it is also a rare sight for me.

I thought Honosuke was also her subordinate, but it was him who didn't want to let me out in the end.

Only then did I know that even though Foxosuke's body was filled with the smell of the potion that made me sick, it didn't serve all the people in white. Its owner should be the one who is the head of the people in white, right?

I reintegrated into Honmaru, and under her indulgence and contempt, I helped my amnesiac partners little by little, making them aware of the difference and the truth of the facts.

However, I'm still waiting, Miyamoto Keiko was never unprepared, she must have left behind, except for Jiang Xuezuo's words.

Finally I found it. I looked at Jiang Xuezuo's words and found Tsurumaru Kuninaga. Not long after he left, he brought his friends to the door.

After all, everything has entered the worst situation. Jiang Xuezuo's departure dealt a heavy blow to Honmaru. We imprisoned her and seemed to control her, but I know that there was no real success, but she Tired, so waiting for the moment.

I deliberately ignored her going to the forging room, indulged her in forging Jiang Xue's left characters again, and let her get in touch with Jiang Xue little by little.

There is no stopping, let alone the power to stop. After all, I am still a pawn in the hands of the men in white, and I cannot escape their control. I can only work hard step by step, trying to make everything develop in a good direction.

That day, I received a long-lost letter from Sanming. This partner who left to find Keiko Miyamoto brought us good news—the defeat of the Furies' camp.

I understand, she's going to give it a go.

The arrival of Foxnosuke became the last straw. She fell into a desperate situation, but she still chose to pull Jiang Xuezuo to get off the horse.

I understand her intentions, but all of this will not go according to her wishes. She died after all, at the hands of Zongsan and Xiaoye, and they, who killed the master, also stepped into their deaths.

I witnessed the departure of Zuo Wenwen's family, and I also watched the changes in Tsurumaru Kuninaga.

Jiang Xuezuo said that I know too much, which is actually true.

Seeing too many troubled fruits made me never dare to relax my mind for a moment.

Perhaps the doom of Honmaru has finally passed, and we have welcomed a new God-inspector, who is a gentle boy. his words.

Time always flies by in the blink of an eye. On that day, when Tsurumaru Kuninaga appeared in front of me and tried his best to fight for a place in the Holy Grail War, I understood that this was his purpose and his end.

Tsurumaru's passing was within my expectation, but also beyond my reason, probably because I have not experienced the past that Tsurumaru Kuninaga had, which made it difficult for me to understand his persistence and relief.

Honmaru, who lost Tsurumaru Kuninaga, is still as usual, but a little less noisy.

I'm used to the departure of my partner, and I know my own fate.

The incompatibility between the soul and the body made the body suffer from extreme pain anytime and anywhere. I secretly swallowed all the pain and remained calm on the face.

I watched the government of time send a miko to purify Honmaru, watched Sosan Sayo tease their elder brother again and again, and watched Honmaru come back to life again.

Finally, my body has also entered the final stage. This body can no longer fully accommodate my soul, and one day it will be broken into pieces, and I will once again wander in time and space.

Both Foxnosuke and I know this very well, and it has found a new judge of the gods—a king.

I saw a stable and peaceful future for Honmaru in Weitzman, and I knew that this was the end.

For the first time, I chose to let go and hand over everything to him. I know that this judge is a responsible person. He has the ability to take care of everything in this pill. Pressing and cutting Hasebe will also be his right-hand man.

He did not disappoint me. My body has become more and more broken, my strength has dropped significantly, and it has also made me more vulnerable to injuries.

On that day, Xiaohumaru came with a message, and I knew that the end of my life had come.

There was no hesitation or hesitation, I could see Fox's sly eyes, and I knew it had moved.

I am the "hope" they said, so how could they let me go like this?Perhaps, this time, I can reunite with the first issue...

In my ear was the whistling of the turbulent flow of time and space, and I used my last strength on Jiang Xue Zuowenwen, and I put the tassel that was "favored" by Miyamoto Keiko in his palm.

The body quietly turned into spots of light, maybe it was too painful?So much so that I can't feel anything.

With a chuckle, looking at the tearful Jiang Xuezuo's words, I finally spit out my entrustment with peace of mind:

"If you're gone, then Honmaru won't have any meaning..."