Gutai and knife essence [Comprehensive]

If Xia Nuannuan is given another chance, then she will definitely not wear pajamas when she sleeps!

Like a mountaineering bag, compressed biscuit, climbing rope, etc., at least three pockets must be prepared!

By the way, you can also buy some panpan buns and purple rice bread for Guwazi to eat, so you can save a lot of clover...

Xia Nuannuan had a small calculation in her heart, planning to go back and buy a few large boxes online and tie them to her body while sleeping.

It took her a long time to explore the room, and it seemed to be no different from the last time she came, except that there was no bun on the table.

right!There wasn't even a single bun on the table. Fortunately, she had eaten a bowl of instant noodles before going to bed, otherwise she would have starved to death at Guwazi's house.

After looking around in the room, she found that she could actually open the small curtain of the living room!I remember the last time I came across this place, it seemed to be blocked by a layer of film, and I couldn't even push it open, but this time she actually opened it?

Out of curiosity, she walked in. It seemed to be a grocery store, which was divided into upper, middle and lower floors. The upper floor was piled with a pile of clover, and there was a photo album next to the grass. A postcard for her.

The middle layer is piled up with a small wooden bowl, a small gray tent, and an ordinary gray turban that I bought for it before there was no clover... This is full of memories. I still remember that I ordered it in the middle of the night to mow the grass. When she wakes up the alarm clock, she will be happy for a while just because of the twenty pieces of grass, and even the occasional four-leaf clover, and then... as time goes by, she becomes a Buddha-nature player.

The grass hasn't been mowed yet - cut it later_(:3)∠)_

The bread isn't out yet - there's another one on the table, don't worry.

If it wasn't for her love for Guack, she might have forgotten about this game.

While sighing, she saw the bottom floor, which was full of piles, but it looked like a special product.

Putting the things back in place, Xia Nuannuan went upstairs to take another look.

Similarly, she can also go up to the second floor this time.

Carefully stepping up the spiral stairs, she saw the small desk and the small bed that was only half the length of her. The bedding was randomly thrown on the bed and looked messy. Xia Nuannuan only felt that her head hurt.

The old mother's attribute was online, and she resigned herself to helping Guawazi fold the bedding, lamenting that she also has today.

In the past, my mattress at home was like a baby, and I was often scolded by my mother, but she always threatened while tidying up - next time you do this again, I will throw your bed out!

Thinking of this, my heart softened, and when I turned around, I found Guwazi's diary on the table.

......... She probably understands why some parents would look through their children's diary, because it is a bright temptation when placed on the table!

Even though Xia Nuannuan wanted to read it, she held back it. Thinking differently, if her diary was read by her parents, she would probably cry in anger. In order to prevent herself from committing a crime, she went downstairs decisively.

The small yard outside the door looked peaceful and peaceful, with a gentle breeze blowing through the clover in the small garden, causing green ripples.

Xia Nuannuan found a small sickle next to the small flower bed...is this for mowing grass?

After walking in, she picked up the sickle and cut off all the grass in the small flower bed. The hand holding the grass was stunned.

It turns out that you can really mow the grass in your phone? ! ! !I have learned a lot.

Putting all the grass back into the utility room she just found, and washing her muddy hands in the small pool, her fingertips hurt slightly. She looked down, as if she was accidentally scratched by the grass when she was just mowing the grass up.

A small cut, she glanced at it, wiped the water off her body carelessly, and then began to think about what to do next?

I should not be able to go back in a short period of time. After the previous experience, Xia Nuannuan began to boldly guess the pattern of her arrival here. The last time she came and went back, it seemed that she fell asleep?Then if she fell asleep this time, she should be able to go back.

If this point of view is confirmed, then the factor that controls her coming and going is sleeping.

So here comes the question, why does she come here every night she sleeps?

After thinking for a long time, she couldn't think of the reason, so she simply gave up.

His eyes were fixed on the world outside the fence, and his heart moved slightly.

Now that she can enter the cubicle and the second floor, does that mean she can go out?

Holding such a point of view, Xia Nuannuan stretched out a foot tentatively... and really stepped out with one foot!

When she came out, she faltered again.

In addition to my hobby, I chose painting as a major so that I can stay at home in the future.

Because she is a road idiot!A third-level road idiot who would sit on the wrong bus every time she went out, if she went out alone, she would definitely get lost...

Why don't you wait at home for Guwazi to come back?

But after finally coming out for a trip, it seemed like something was missing just to stay in the same place with nothing to do.

After fighting in her heart for a while, she chose to go out - after all, the routines in various novels/tv series/movies, the adventures of the protagonists are all outside!

With such a mentality, Xia Nuannuan, who had been huddled at home for thousands of years, resolutely set out on the road, the kind who didn't bring anything on her body.

Anyway, what she thought was that she didn't go far, so she just strolled around, looked around, and would be back soon.

Of course, if she didn't ignore her Lu Chi attributes, she would be able to come back soon.

In the knife solution room, Tsurumaru Kuninaga sat on the ground with no image and pulled his collar away. The white skin on his chest was scalded, and a large area of ​​red was particularly dazzling. In the most concentrated area of ​​red, he was scalded with several blisters.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga grinned in pain, picked up the blisters with his body knife, and then used the medicine powder given by Yaken.

The tingling pain was subdued by the momentary coolness, Tsurumaru Kuninaga sighed, and put the medicine on the back of his hand again.

While taking the medicine, I was thinking about my blurred memory.

why?

Why can't I remember anything?

Obviously it seems to be very important to me!

The more Tsurumaru Kuninaga thought about it, the more impatient he became, he couldn't help but want to draw his sword.

No... I must have forgotten something, and it's still about the judge.

The interrogator in my memory is definitely not what she is now... She would... What would she call herself?

Even though he was about to peep into the forgotten memory, but he couldn't remember it, Tsurumaru Kuninaga immediately understood one thing.

My own memory will not be deviated for no reason, let alone "fuzzy" or "unclear".

As an old knife, although I live in a daze all day long, I am not so confused that I forget the important things to me.

He can even remember his previous masters clearly, and he can even tell about their habits. How could he forget something so important to him?

The only explanation is what Honmaru's interrogator did to him.

Yes, the deviation of memory is the impression of the examiner, so the most reasonable argument is that she changed her memory without her knowledge.

So why change your memory?

unless………

Tsurumaru Kuninaga was still in deep thought, when the paper door opened with a "shua", and the god-inspector in fine clothes looked at him proudly, and hummed, "Tsurumaru Kuninaga, do you really think I'm Don't dare to kill you?"

The surging spiritual power emanated from her body, as if an invisible big hand was pressing Tsurumaru to the ground forever, "Ahem..." Tsurumaru coughed lightly, "You can try."

Sakura's eyes narrowed slightly, "You really think I dare not?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga repeatedly touched her bottom line, how could she bear it?

Tsurumaru Kuninaga struggled to look up at Sakura, and said with a smile, "Don't dare or... can't?"

"What do you mean!" Sakura seemed startled by his words, her voice was a little broken, "Why don't I dare!"

"Oh, I really guessed right?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga resisted the spiritual pressure and stood up with a knife on the ground, "You have so many opportunities to kill me with a knife, but you have never done so Well, why is that?"

"Do you dare or not?" Step by step, he walked to Ying's side and whispered in his ear, "You obviously hate short knives so much, but you only dare to torture knives, but you dare not throw them into the katana furnace ...because your body doesn't let you do it."

"Am I right? Master thief?" After Tsurumaru Kuninaga finished speaking, he knew he had guessed right when he heard Sakura's stagnant breathing.

Sure enough, the missing part of his memory was the memory of the examiner.

About the precious memories between myself and the god judge.

All were stolen by this thief!

Thinking of this, Tsurumaru Kuninaga could hardly bear the urge to draw his sword.

How could she do such a thing!

Tsurumaru Kuninaga closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and then said slowly: "The day you came here was the day when Hasebe changed back to an ordinary knife, right?"

Pressing Hasebe, who has been waiting by the lord's side for a long time, taking care of all the sundries for her, no one is more familiar with everything about her than him, so at that time, it should be that he discovered something before he had time to warn everyone. After draining the spiritual power, it turned into an ordinary knife.

"That is to say, from that day on, you took over this body and started to attack her sword recklessly." Tsurumaru Kuninaga sneered when he said this, "I was wrong, you are not a thief."

"You are more disgusting than a thief."

Occupying other people's bodies, wantonly torturing knives in other people's pills.

The dove occupies the magpie's nest!

"Then I'll just ask you one question." Tsurumaru Kuni stared at Sakura, and asked in a low voice:

"Where did she go!"

Where has his lord gone!

A protagonist who can't even cut her body's instincts... Where has she gone?