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In the afternoon, I just issued the order for Mikazuki Zong to go to bed, but my room collapsed at dusk...

Yes...it collapsed..._(:з」∠)_

The monk named Yamabuku Kunihiro explained to me that he and Kokomaru were fighting swords, and then accidentally collapsed my room.

I don't really want to hear it.

I think they did it on purpose.

Xiaohuwan and Sanriyue both belong to the Santiao Dao faction, I still know it.

What about Yamabuk Kunihiro?It's Horikawa.A knife pie with Yamabuki Kunihiro.what does that mean?After thinking about it for a while, I became annoyed, so I directly put the two culprits in Hata Toban, and then told them to fix my room as soon as possible.

"Where's Little Fox Ball?" I asked.

"Kakaka...Because he stepped on the master's house, he was blaming himself...Kakaka." Yamabuku Kunihiro said with a stupid smile.

I'm going to be sick of it.

There was no place to live tonight, and Kunihiro Yamabushi and I dug out my futon from the ruins, but it was covered with ashes, scum, and sawdust.I had to deal with the sheets temporarily, and then went to the spare room over there, planning to spend the night.

As for the sleepover, of course it was a mess.

Mikazuki Zongjin never showed his face in front of me.

I hugged the quilt and looked at the scenery outside, today turned into late autumn, fortunately it was not winter, otherwise I would be finished.I was very happy to manage my senior's Honmaru well, and it developed really well at the beginning. Kiyomitsu is very cute, and Yamabagiri is a bit cold, but I think he is still very good.

But then, I suffered these blows.

Maybe I happened to encounter some difficult swords... I closed my eyes and tried to put myself into a sleep state.After all, the swords are proud, it should be like this, and it can only be like this.

I fell asleep with this thought, but woke up again in the middle of the night.

so cold.I wrapped the sheet completely around me, but it didn't help.I had to stand up and walk around the room a few times, then opened the door and found that it was windy outside.

Let's go for a walk...or don't sleep tonight?

Although it is windy, there is still moonlight.Going around a corridor, I saw two figures standing under the moon.

Yamabushi Kunihiro and Yamabashi Kirihiro.

I stopped.

They didn't notice me, their attention was only on each other, and they seemed to be confronting each other.

"Some...too much."

Kunihiro Yamabusa's voice was very weak, so I only vaguely heard this sentence, and didn't hear the other words clearly.

Yamabuku Kunihiro didn't have that stupid smile on his face at this time, the expression on his face at this time was quite cold, I couldn't help but think of the movies I've seen before, similar to killing monks and the like.

"Who's there!" He suddenly snapped.

I had to walk out from the corridor.

Kunihiro Yamabashi's expression changed, and Kunihiro Yamabushi stared at me for a while, then that silly smile reappeared on his face, "So it's the master."

"Yeah." I simply replied, I don't know what else to say.

"What are you doing out so late?" Yamabuchi Kunihiro's voice was stern, not at all like the last time I saw him.

"I, um, a little cold..."

Before I could finish speaking, he grabbed my arm and pulled me away forcibly.I turned my head and glanced at Yamabuku Kunihiro. He was standing in the dark, with that overly bright smile on his face.

At first it was Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro who was pulling me, but after walking a few steps, he let me go, covered himself in the white cloak again, and remained silent.

I stood with him for a while, and he glanced at me, then turned and walked into the darkness.

"Wait a minute—" I grabbed the corner of his cloak, and because of excessive force, I pulled his cloak off directly.

The moonlight poured on his blond hair, but his blond hair was more charming than the moonlight.The clothes under the cloak were soaked in blood, silver light shone in his pupils, but in the next second, his pupils were occupied by silent dark light again.

"Why, hurt?" I froze for a moment and asked.

"Sword competition." He said lightly, then pulled the cloak out of my hand and put it on again.

"I can give you a hand entry." I said.

He shook his head, "It's just an imitation, it doesn't need to be treated."

After he finished speaking, he raised his legs and walked towards the darkness. I finally couldn't help it, and whispered, "Don't go, okay. I don't want to be alone anymore... Please, Qie Guo."

He hesitated and stopped in his tracks.

Touching the body of his sword with his fingers, he completed the hand entry according to the method recorded in the book.The number of scars on his sword was beyond my expectation, so after repairing him, I have exhausted my spiritual power.

"Huh... ha... have you never had an injury of this degree?" I panted and complained casually.

"Yes." he replied.

I looked at him unexpectedly.

"Because it is an imitation." He said seriously, "so it is not eligible to be acquired."