Jiang Xue still hasn't fallen

The sun was still shining brightly, swaying down through the gaps in the leaves, and the projected light and shadow dyed Jiang Xue's long hair piece by piece, hard to make the light color deep.

The corners of his mouth did not curve too much, his eyes were closed and he knelt with his hands folded. The tea in front of him failed to attract his attention.

But with this appearance, it is difficult for people to face him with the previous attitude. It is really difficult to restrain their smile, right?All the people passing by laughed in unison, and then suppressed the laughter, and ran away quickly, only watching the situation here from afar.

This is probably the first time that Tsurumaru Kuninaga and Jiang Xue Masamune live in harmony.

There have been more than one "wars" between them, but they have the same cause - Jiang Xuezuo's writing.

A white crane that likes to make trouble for fun is crushed and beaten by a master with strong force controlled by an apprentice. This is every time Tsurumaru Kuninaga goes to Jiang Xue Zuowen to make trouble, everyone, including Tsurumaru himself, can The foreseeable future results, but I don't know why this white crane still does not give up the plan to change Jiang Xue's face under such a threat.

"War" can start because of Jiang Xuezuo's writing, and naturally it can also stop because of Jiang Xuezuo's writing.

At this time, Jiang Xue Masamune and Tsurumaru Kuninaga rarely let go of the continuous prejudice between them, and sat behind Jiang Xue Zuowen wholeheartedly. The expressions of the two were unexpectedly serious, and the movements of their hands continued , but trying to adjust the position of Jiang Xue's long ponytail.

They kept putting down the bundled long hair and tied it up again. Some kind of perfectionism made them unable to find a suitable position—a hair bundle position that made them all feel satisfied.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga put down his hand in some distress, and handed over the position of the ponytail to Masamune Jiang Xue, took out the hair bands he had prepared, and smiled and left them specially to spread on his chest without bundling them up. Two strands of long hair are held in hands.

With dexterous fingers, he braided them into beautiful braids and put them back on Jiang Xue Zuowen's chest. After observing the other party's image, he couldn't help laughing.

Jiang Xue Zuowen could only sigh helplessly at this, and slowly opened his eyes. Tsurumaru Kuninaga's laugh was reflected in the clear water. He gently raised his hand and swept the green leaves stained on the opponent's hair. go.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga blinked blankly, and then retracted his hand after seeing the other party make this action. He was not polite, and directly grabbed Jiang Xuezuo's hand, and said on a whim, "Actually , Jiang Xue, your hair quality is so good, it would be great for us to tie a double ponytail!"

The corner of Jiang Xuezuo's mouth twitched, if it wasn't for the fact that I couldn't beat the temporary alliance between you and Master, why would I sit here and let you dress me up?It's enough to tie a ponytail for you, oh, and double ponytails.

He shook his head silently, expressing his refusal earnestly, and finally got Jiang Xuezheng's blow.

Because of Jiang Xuezhengzong's actions, the ponytail that was about to be tied suddenly loosened a little. He was not very happy. He quickly raised his hand and slapped his unbecoming apprentice brother on the head, "Don't move around, I will It was hard to find a good spot.”

While speaking, he still didn't stop his hands, quickly pulled out a ponytail, nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, this is the best position."

Then he turned his eyes, squinted his eyes and looked at the two long braids on Jiang Xuezuowen's chest, Jiang Xue Zhengzong sneered, "Who has such bad taste, how can the braids be worthy of my apprentice brother?" face?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga knew that this guy was mocking him, but instead of accepting the offer, he stretched out his hand and pulled Jiang Xuezuoziwen, asking him to stand up with him, and planned to take him around in the pill .

Jiang Xue Zhengzong chuckled, and two tiny rays of light popped out from his fingertips. The two braided hair bands on Jiang Xue Zuowen's chest broke immediately, and the soft hair floated away quietly, returning to the original two. The state of long hair.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga glanced back, his eyes paused for a few seconds on the hairband with a white crane carved on Jiang Xuezuo's head, and he snorted softly.

That's all, don't bother with this guy, just see that the ponytail hair tie is still provided by me!

Jiang Xuezuo's words were actually a bit dumbfounding, he didn't understand at all, the younger brothers who he sent off early in the morning, but ushered in the prank of his master and Tsurumaru Kuninaga, but he couldn't reject them.

He always felt that he had suffered from being dumb, and he followed them all the way to Wanwu, watching them choose those gorgeous kimonos and hair accessories for him one by one.

Although he blocked a bunch of existences with the same taste as Jiro Tachi's hair accessories, he couldn't resist their enthusiasm for buying clothes for himself.

Oh, it is said that the money was paid by Natsume Takashi...

As the saying goes: If you can't refuse, just lie down and accept.

Jiang Xuezuo could only accept this situation, let them stuff the bought clothes in his room, let them take off his clothes and put him in the current clothes, Let them pull themselves out, but use this hour to study how to tie themselves a "perfect" ponytail.

He couldn't tell what these two people were for, but Jiang Xuezuo always felt that there was something implied in it.

He knelt and sat under the tree, letting them move, but in his mind, he suddenly remembered the past that he thought he had forgotten in the depths of his memory.

They probably won't forget Sanri Yue Zongjin, right?In other words, no one who has been associated with Osaka Castle will ever forget that fire that spread all over the sky.

Jiang Xuezuo had never seen the flames in that scene, but he had felt that way before that, and this feeling came from Jiang Xuezhengzong.

On that day, when he left, Jiang Xue stuffed it into the package in his arms. There was nothing else, the only thing was a set of fancy clothes that Jiang Xuezuo would never take the initiative to wear.

Jiang Xuezuo's words have never forgotten what Chinese clothes mean, but this is something that no one else knows, except Jiang Xuezhai and their two sword strikes, no one else will know.

No one knows that Jiang Xuezheng, who has always been wearing cassocks, hides a gorgeous and exquisite kimono deep in his wardrobe. It is his dream, or perhaps his expectation.

It is the trace left in the depths of his soul from that era when he was Minamoto Larimitsu, but it is also the past that was covered up by the troubled times and the Buddha's words when he was Masamune Jiang Xue.

Jiang Xue Zuowen had seen this outfit when he was a child, and had asked Jiang Xue about its authenticity.

He still remembered that in the somewhat vague past, only Jiang Xuezheng's expression was so clear at that time.

Such a kind of sadness and mourning was an expression that Jiang Xuezuowenzi had never seen on Jiang Xuezhengzong's body.

The sadness penetrated into his eyes, completely merged into the deep blue lake water, completely inseparable, completely different from his usual smile and arrogance, completely different from his usual indifference and indifference towards other people.

"It's probably a kind of thought of mine, I, maybe I will leave it to you in the future..."

At that time, Jiang Xue Zuowen was still a child, and he didn't quite understand such words, nor could he understand the colors in his eyes, but he generally felt that his master's rare fragility at this moment was perhaps the most tragic in the legend. emotions?

Looking back later, he also knew what kind of pain it was. Although it was the flames of Osaka Castle, the feelings that Zongsan and his master taught him that disappeared in that time have since entered his bones, and the original imitation It is no longer on the same level.

The Chinese clothes in that package, Jiang Xue Zuowen has been with me all the time, probably there is also a kind of ridiculous thought that if this is the case, it is like the master is always by my side, the younger brother is reforged, but the master keeps forever In that flame, let this costume become the only sustenance of missing.

Although I don't know why this fancy dress appeared in this pill, Jiang Xuezuo used him once, and he also roughly realized something in it. These things became more and more obvious after Jiang Xuezhengzong appeared. .

This gorgeous kimono should have been returned to Master Seimei after Master returned it to its original owner.

And back then, when I left, the master who already knew my future destiny gave it to me. Isn't it a kind of entrustment?Entrusting important things to oneself, can it be considered that you have successfully become someone who you can entrust to Master in the eyes of the master?Otherwise, it would be Lord Qingming who took over the dress again.

The fine clothes she wears now are different from those in the cabinet, but whether it is the fabric or the style, there is not much difference in fact. Complicated in the eyes.

What is it?Separate, isn't it inevitable?

As the master of Heroic Spirits, he would return to the Throne of Heroic Spirits after this war. Is it a farewell gift for this new farewell?

Jiang Xue Zuowen gently waved the long sleeves, and the cherry petals embroidered on the clothes seemed to have vitality, fluttering like a beautiful scene.

The long ponytail swept gently behind him, his face was indifferent and cold, like a fairy, untouched by the world, but the gorgeousness and wealth of the clothes dragged him into this troubled world abruptly. It's no longer the Buddhist beads, but the delicate jade bracelet, which looks even more delicate against the fair skin.

But he is not the delicate girl in the boudoir, but the incarnation of the sword, which is the incarnation of fierceness and killing. On the contrary, the originally feminine makeup was complemented by a trace of heroism, making him even more handsome.

With a leisurely sigh, how many samsara reversals have been eliminated, Jiang Xue's left-hand eyes stopped on the two people in front of him.

Now, what should be the reason for the master to deliver a beautiful dress again with such solemnity?And Tsurumaru, why would he agree to such a thing?

He couldn't figure it out, but he didn't want to see it through, he just let them fiddle with it, satisfied their wishes, and made him happy.