Jiang Xue still hasn't fallen

Sunshine has never been stingy with its own hue, it is changing in a certain order, day after day, and never stops its pace of change.

The white snow had already filled the courtyard, and the morning air was not as beautiful as imagined, but it did not disappoint. Weitzman gently opened the door, and had a fight with Hasebe, who was waiting for him outside the door. Greeting, I couldn't help stretching, and covered my mouth lightly with the palm of my hand, so as not to let myself have too many gaffes.

Now he has become the real controller of Honmaru's government affairs. Occasionally there will be little Karasuma to help him, but he can handle most of the government affairs proficiently, and even occasionally make a perfect insider arrangement, which is also true. It's a huge improvement.

With long hair hanging behind him, Weitzman is still wearing his shirt and trousers, which is out of tune with the kimono in this Maru, but the atmosphere with people is very harmonious. He walked on the veranda, took off his shoes and bare feet Stepping on the floor, the cold touch came from the soles of his feet, but he still refused the socks that Hasebe handed over, insisting on walking like this, and he didn't know why.

With a look in his golden eyes and a faint smile on his lips, he walked step by step to the remote place of Honmaru. Today, he decided to visit Zuo Wenwen's family.

It has been several weeks since the last visit, and Weitzman, who has been in the study to correct documents, can no longer remember how long he has been here, but the blue tassel placed on the table is still in place. Glossy and clean, the objects in the room are still tidy, just like when he first came to Honmaru, there is not much difference.

The last time it was just to pick up what was left by Sanriyue Zongjin, Weitzman didn't really run into that Jiang Xue Zuowen, the eldest brother of Zuowen's family of gods, and the only meeting after that happened when Jiang Xue was about to go out He only communicated with him for a while, and he didn't really calm down to talk.

After this Honmaru met the betrayal of the previous Foxanosuke, the new Foxnosuke was quickly sent over by the Tonosuke government. Weitzman did not doubt whether there was anything wrong with the new Foxanosuke, after all this time But I had my old partner, the lieutenant, check it out.

He remembered that the lieutenant came to Honmaru to check Honosuke with his own strength, which scared the cute little guy so much that he didn't dare to move, so he couldn't help laughing.

Under the suspicious eyes of Yakiri Hasebe, he coughed twice, suppressed his laughter, and returned to his usual gentle appearance.

With the passage of time, no matter how long the road is, it will be exhausted. After leaving the center of Honmaru and walking on that avenue for a long time, they finally stopped. Facing the huge mahogany door in front of them, Wei Ziman was silent for a moment, but still chose to let the cutting Hasebe leave first.

His eyes turned around on the mahogany door, occasionally glancing at the red lantern without any lights, he sighed softly, and felt that the next steps were really difficult to take.

Weitzman still remembers the first time he really saw Jiang Xuezuo's words. It was when Jiang Xue was out of battle, Jiang Xue was holding the handle of the knife, his face was indifferent, and there was pity in his voice The sigh of the world and the indifference of seeing through the world of mortals, just as Sanri Yue Zongjin commented at the beginning, this is a Buddha who seems to be immortal at any time.

"Your wish is the direction my sword is pointing at, but...can you bring peace to people after the battle?"

Jiang Xue Zuowen wasn't surprised when he saw him at the time, he just bent down slightly and said this sentence to himself softly.

At that time, I was a little bit at a loss and flustered, and more of it was because I was not sure. I could only tell him the answer "it's possible" in such erratic language, and the other party didn't seem to want it. After getting the answer, he didn't think too much about it, so he said, "Are you going to step into the threshold of life and death again?"

Before he could react, Jiang Xue turned around and stepped into the team. Only then did Weitzman realize that it was the language of Jiang Xuezuo's words, but he sighed sadly as always.

Weitzman knew that the Jiang Xuezuo writing in front of him was different from other Jiang Xuezuo writings. This Jiang Xue had experienced cultivation and was even more spiritual. It was natural for her to change her words.

It's just this awareness, maybe it's really different?

He still remembered that when he flipped through the knife tent, the illustrated language of Jiang Xuezuo's writing on it was so different from other Jiang Xuezuo's writing:

——My name is Jiang Xue Zuowen, and I used to be the saber of Itabe Okae Xuesai.Creatures like swords are born out of war. I can only work hard on this basis to protect the people and speed up the arrival of peace...

Compared to saying "...knife, it's better not to use it" before, isn't there a huge change now?

Weitzman doesn't know exactly what kind of experience and practice made Jiang Xuezuo finally make such a change in his writing, and he doesn't know how far Jiang Xue is now from the sad and war-weary Jiang Xue under such a change. Changes, but he knew that he had to come to Jiang Xue Zuo Wenwen, because... only Jiang Xue could give him the answer.

The important reason why this honmaru will be kept is from the Zuowenzi family, and the starting point at the very beginning is actually the next life of Jiang Xue Zuowenzi, otherwise it is just Miyamoto Keiko, the judge who is said to have had a huge impact on this honmaru. The gods will not let the government of time attach so much importance to this Honmaru. Only when the spirit appears in a certain Honmaru, the government of time, which relies on the spirit to obtain many copies of the spirit, will choose to protect this place.

Weitzman still remembers what the other party said when he went to find the colorless king Sanlunyiyan—where everything originated and where it will end.

Since everything originated from Jiang Xuezuo's writing, it will also end on Jiang Xuezuo's writing, right?

After thinking about it, he finally raised his hand slowly and knocked on the courtyard door in front of him.

"Please come in." The person who opened the door was, as always, Zong San Zuowen with a smile on his face. Weitzman nodded his head slightly to say hello, and followed the other party's guidance to walk into the courtyard.

Couldn't help tilting his head slightly, glanced at Zong San's left text on his side, Weitzman once again felt that there was a huge difference between the original spirit and the split spirit, just like the God-inspector website, those God-inspectors The described Zuowenwen family is a group of sad "little public servants", but in his own home, Zongsan can smile all the year round, Xiaoye will not clamor for revenge all day long, and Jiang Xue is not tired of fighting.

He took a long breath. As a god judge, even if he didn't want to control it, he would still subconsciously love those swords and swords with his own spiritual power more, more partiality, and the left text in front of him The family actually didn't have any relevant spiritual power, and coupled with the godhead they possessed, even if Weitzman was the king of silver, he still felt tremendous pressure.

He sighed helplessly. He didn't know how those god judges survived facing this group of people. Anyway, he has an immortal body, so he can barely be regarded as one of the pillars of the world, so he should be mentally prepared , can still withstand the pressure, after all, this "thief ship" is on board, what else can I do, I can only accept my fate.

——Avatar of Nemesis: Hehe, they are all my experimental materials, what are you afraid of?

——Natsume, the descendant of the fierce beast: Bloodline saved my life, and the direct descendants of Qiongqi expressed fearlessness!

——Ghost Priestess Kikyo: Ghost said that she didn't feel any coercion.

——Weizman, King of Silver: [turning the table] Is it difficult for the agreed-upon judges to share?cheat feelings!

Zong San Zuowen didn't know Weizman's inner sadness at this moment, maybe he knew, and he didn't care much, so he led Weizman out of his brother's room, he was silent for a moment, and chose to knock on the door for him, Then step back and give them space instead of choosing to listen to what they have to say.

Weitzman watched Zong Sanzuo's words leave, looked at the white and door in front of him, thought for a while, and then slowly pushed it open, the sunlight and cherry petals sprinkled into the room little by little with his movement of opening the door, Dyeing the beige color with some pink and light brilliance, his body is backed by the light, and the color tone of his whole body has been completely darkened, but the long silver-white hair is still shining, which is hard to ignore, accompanied by golden eyes. With a smile in his heart, he gently bent down and said hello: "Jiang Xuejun, good morning."

"His Royal Highness Weitzman, Gui'an." Jiang Xue left the words and turned around, bending over to say hello.

Today's him is different from the full armor Weitzman saw before. He only wears a set of sea blue clothes, without the black and white cassock, let alone the blue armor. Putting it on the knife rest, with his indifferent and sad temperament, if you don't know, you may think that some master pretends to be a disciple and goes out to practice.

Sitting down face to face, on the low table, there is a branch in a single white bottle, and three wintersweet flowers are dotted on it, and a beautiful red blooms on the brown, accompanied by the transparency and cleanliness of the white bottle, simple and Beautiful, on the black tablecloth, there are a few persimmon cakes on a few white snack plates, I don’t know who it is for, and the slowly hot tea is ready to be continued in the white vase.

Looking at Jiang Xuezuo's words, Weitzman raised his hands, and elegantly used the vase to pour tea into the small and slender tea bowl. The silver bowl wall and the white inner pot produced a color collision, accompanied by The white saucer and the plum blossoms dotted on the saucer, the whole arrangement is elegant and dignified, not at all as simple as the Buddhists, or is this the subtlety of the simplicity of the Buddhists?

He doesn't quite understand this aspect of things, he just fantasizes in his head, but his eyes are always fixed on Jiang Xuezuo's elegant tea-making movements, and his small movements from time to time, accompanied by the saucer being placed on his own. In front of him, he just snapped back all his thoughts.

Reaching out to hold the tea bowl, Weitzman took a sip of the tea, the astringency and sweetness in his mouth were mixed together, it was extremely refreshing, and his eyes lit up unconsciously, "This is... deep steamed sencha?"

Jiang Xue Zuowen took a sip of tea carefully, and just said lightly: "Yes."

Weizman knows that the brewing of deep-steamed sencha requires exact timing, that is to say, Jiang Xuezuo should have prepared tea, and when he knocked on the door, he poured hot water into it. In the teapot, after soaking for 30 seconds, it was quickly transferred to the vase, just in time to make tea for myself.

Blinking his eyes, he suddenly felt that Jiang Xuezuowen in front of him was more like an aristocrat, with such elegant aristocratic etiquette and exquisite tea ceremony, he was also a guest welcomed by Yingwan and Sanriyue, right?

Gently putting down the tea bowl, Weizman felt that it was not good for him to go straight to the topic, so he chose to enter from other aspects, hoping to open up the topic of each other, "Does Jiang Xuejun prefer deep-steamed sencha?"

"...Jiang Xuezhai often drinks sencha and yulu, and the master will also teach me related knowledge. If I drink too much, I can naturally recognize and like it." Jiang Xuezuo said lightly, without feeling that he was talking about it in front of the lord. What was wrong with the original owner.

"That's it...Jiang Xuejun really likes Jiang Xuezhai." Weizman was stunned for a moment, then smiled wistfully, "To make Jiang Xuejun like him so much, I think he is also an excellent person."

"He is indeed a very good person, but it is a pity that he cannot avoid the fate of being a human being in the end." Jiang Xue Zuowen said softly, shook his head, and sighed, "However, Your Highness Weitzman, you have the power to change, I think I have already escaped this fate, so... you are also the current and eternal master of this Honmaru, as the government of time said, and will not change."

"I continue to be born in this world because of you, so I certainly won't refuse your request." He restrained all his sorrows, his expression changed, and he became serious, "So, if there is anything, please just tell me .”