Sword Raiders II

The spring sun is warm and warm, and it is also a very comfortable temperature for people.

Rows of drying racks stand on the playground-like clothes drying ground. Clothes of various colors are carefully stretched out and arranged alternately. From the air, you can overlook the colorful flowers that are no less colorful than the neatly arranged flowers in the flower field.

After Shanbachi finished drying his wet clothes, he had to go back to pick up another basin of sheets and quilts that had also been washed.

He was wearing a red sportswear of the Guoguang school. Because he was responsible for the laundry work, the white cloth that was always draped over his shoulders was temporarily removed, and the sleeves of his hands were rolled up to the elbows of his arms, revealing a pair of solid forearms.

The young man's facial features were handsome and beautiful, and his blond hair was brilliant under the sun, but his face was expressionless the whole time, and he was working silently in the laundry alone.

When he walked through the layers of drying racks and went to the laundry area to take away two tubs of wet sheets, one of them was already in his hand.

"Let me help too." Seeing him stunned in place, the other party laughed.

Nowadays, there are many blades in Honmaru, and there are also many changes of clothes every day. In order to make more reasonable use of the limited area of ​​the clothes drying field, there are naturally certain clothes drying regulations.

For example, square fabrics with fixed specifications, such as quilt covers and bed sheets, are designated to be concentrated in a designated area to dry, and other types of clothes are not allowed to hang here.

Of course, this is not a detailed rule that someone like Yu Li who has no experience in collective life can come up with. It is all the rules summed up by Hasebe Candlestick Kirigesen and the others in the past few weeks. Yu Li has become a senior judge Afterwards, it is directly used to apply, which really saves a lot of detours.

So when one person and one knife each came over with a basin of wet cloth, they were surrounded by large squares of white cloth, neatly arranged in rows.

When the wind blows, the hanging corner of the quilts is slightly lifted, and the range is not large, and a soft arc is swayed in mid-air, bringing a lazy sense of relaxation and leisure under the warm light.

Layers of white cloth are connected, dividing the entire area into rectangular passages one after another.

"You... actually don't need to do these things." At this time, in a quiet snow-colored passage, came the murmur of Shan Lao, "I will soon..."

"It's just because I'll get well soon." Interrupting him, Yu Li put down the wooden basin, now she has a better impression of the knife in her internal service uniform, "It's just time to come out to take a breather."

She didn't dare to go to Daguangma for the time being, she was afraid when she thought about it, and she also wanted to send Qingjiang to Hatadangfan or the expedition team.

Moreover, she accidentally hid in the laundromat, and just happened to find out that she was here alone. She was thinking about finding an opportunity to talk to him tomorrow, and now it is an excellent opportunity.

Naturally, Yu Li would not walk away in a hurry, and reached out to take out the wet quilt from the basin, and slowly shook it into a flat surface with some clumsiness.

Ah, it seems that except for cooking, her housekeeping skills are quite unfamiliar.

When Yu Li hung a bed sheet to dry on the clothes rail, two sheets had already been hung on the blade next to it, and when she hung the second sheet, the basin was almost empty.

Just as the third sheet was thrown onto the empty clothes rail, she was about to raise her hands to spread it out flat, when a pair of hands appeared behind her and started to do the work first.

"I'll do the rest." Da Dao said, taking over the rest of the work naturally.

"Okay." Yu Li didn't try to be brave, and stepped back sideways to give up his position, "Thank you for helping me with my quilt."

She made a playful joke with his nickname in a serious manner, causing the subject to glance at her accusingly with pursed lips and blushing face, and then went back to work in silence.

Since the owner took the initiative to expose his real identity, he has paid less and less attention to his image.

Thinking of the status quo that the master's acting skills are gradually slack and declining, and the character design collapses from time to time without knowing it, he can't help but sigh secretly.

What else can I do, my master is of course holding it by myself.

Yamabuchi thought so, but his hands moved very neatly, and he dried all the wet sheets in a short while, and was about to pile up the empty basins and take them home, when the master's understatement voice suddenly sounded.

"A few days ago, Yamabushi and Horikawa came to find me on purpose, Kunihiro-kun, do you know why?"

Yamabuchi paused, then turned around silently, looking at the master's gentle eyes, he had a premonition of what would be mentioned later.

……

Daguang room.

"Ah, my lord is gone."

Wu Hutui stood at the door and looked around for a long time, with a look of disappointment on his face.

"Don't look, I won't come back." The room was already lying in the shape of a corpse. Guoxing waved his hands and lazily persuaded, "You guys are playing too well, and you have already scared people away."

As he said so, the re-tied waistband did not change back to the original lower abdomen, it was still tied tightly between the waist and eyes, and the sleeping position lying on his side made his already extremely thin waistline even more Getting slimmer.

Yuba glanced at him, then turned his head away as if he didn't see it.

"It's really funny." Tsurumaru put his hands on his hips, his brows raised and lowered in a funny way, "We've been together for so long and yet we're scared away by this little thing."

"Mr. Crane." Candlestick cut his face speechless, "Have you forgotten how you often teased the lord and then got beaten up? Now if you want to relive the old dream, it won't be a pain in the flesh."

"Don't keep reminding me of such terrible things, Kobo!" Tsurumaru hissed, "The martial arts arena is enough for me now, and if the lord chases me and beats me like before, I'm afraid I really have to let her Make it into a pot of stewed cranes in an iron pot."

"That's why Mr. Crane has been so peaceful for so long." Taiko Bell tilted his body to look at him with a smile, grinning gloatingly, "I don't dare to tease the master at all."

"But he doesn't stop treating others." Candlestick Chee also smiled, "My lord actually likes watching Mr. Crane being chased and beaten after he got into trouble."

"That's right, Tsurumaru always likes to scare people from behind." The other swordsmen also talked about these "old things in the past", and immediately stared at them with dissatisfied eyes of "new and old hatred", "Don't dare to scare the master now, just Come and scare us."

"Hey, why did it turn into a meeting of critics against me!" Tsurumaru hurriedly stopped, "Shouldn't we be thinking about getting the lord back now? Or change the belt back?"

All the blades cast their eyes at him one after another, what to change, don't think we don't know what you are thinking, if you want to change it, you can change it yourself.

As for running out to find the master?

Oh, the more you look for her, the faster you can hide, why not do what you should, she will come out by herself after a while.

#The memory in the dream has already exposed her essence#

Some Tibetan swordsmen subconsciously discussed the restored common memories, and did not notice the reluctance shown by the political swordsman who was also there. They subconsciously left the room, which was not a topic they could participate in.

Yamabuchi Nagayoshi and Nanquan went out almost in tandem. Maodao and the young master both turned and left in silence, but within a few steps, Nanquan's shoulder was put on a hand.

Two blades turned their heads, and saw the mountain bird's hair following behind.

"There's nothing to be disappointed about." The flaxen-haired gorgeous elder brother gave them a relieved smile, "I don't know anything about the things they talked about. I regret that I didn't participate in the period when the lord was a baby bird just like you. ah."

"Boss." Maodao opened his eyes wide, "Don't you have any boss? Obviously you are also the master's hidden knife!"

"People come first, so do knives." Shanniao Mao smiled, "It's not just me, there are many in the Tibetan knife group like me, we all came too late, almost no different from you."

"Your Excellency Yamadori Mao..." Changyi was slightly moved, he came here specially to comfort them.

"But apart from this, we are not different, aren't we?" Rubbing his kitten's head, the patriarch's voice was full of tolerance, "My lord treats this pill and all the swords in it equally. , There is no difference between Tibetan Dao and Zheng Dao here, she cherishes and loves you both. You also know this, right?"

Nanquan's original sourness was smoothed away: "That's right, meow." He was a little embarrassed, "But how to put it... It's because the master is very kind to us, so it's so happy to hear that they are so happy. Talking about her past, I feel very disappointed and unwilling."

"Hahahaha, this is the same for me and you." The elders laughed, "But instead of being entangled in these things all the time, it is better to find a way to create more good memories from now on, so that we can have the same memories in the future. A common topic, so we can all participate in it?"

"Oh! As expected of the boss!" Maodao's eyes lit up, with a look of admiration on his face, "The boss has a way, meow!"

Mr. Zhanmao, whose brain capacity was still only the size of a cat, was coaxed away by the boss of their sword sect with a few words, and Chang Yi, who was watching from the side, couldn't help laughing easily.

Although there is no fundamental solution proposed in essence, those words are not unreasonable, and they are quite real.

If you can't participate in the past, you can still grasp the present and the future.

But what about Tibetan knives and political knives?

The silver-haired Da Dao lowered his head, his heart was dark.

If the owner of this hommaru hadn't revealed his identity and had the privilege of carrying a knife to the world, these differences would not be a big deal.But now...

The figure of the female lord first appeared in Changyi's mind. She is still dazzling in history and is talked about by the world 200 years later.Then, beside her stood a certain blond-haired knife-wielding figure...

Da Dao stopped, clenched his fists and shook his head, and continued to move forward without feeling uncomfortable.

Remember that the changed clothes in the room are still piled there, so it’s better to wash them before it’s too late.

……

In the clothes drying area, after listening to the master's words, Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro froze in place in a daze.

He didn't expect that the two brothers of the same sword sect would directly beg the master for him after feeling that he was in a bad mood.

What's more, I didn't expect that although the master didn't look for him immediately, he has been secretly paying attention and observing him.

The most important thing is that the things he has been struggling with for a while have been detected through her observations these days, and it was directly revealed at this time.

"Yes, I'm sorry." Da Dao lowered his head, not used to lying, he admitted it with a face of embarrassment, "I'm sorry, I had such a thought."

For this Honmaru, for them, his master has worked so hard and thoughtfully to deal with both the secular world and the Honmaru, suppressing his complaints so hard that even the alcohol wiped out his sanity before he burst into tears.

She worked so hard to maintain the balance between the two, supported them as much as she could, and only wanted Honmaru to be okay.

But what about him?

Just think about yourself.

Knowing that she didn't want a dispute between him and Ben Ge, he also agreed, but at this time he secretly broke his promise.

He was afraid that she would be tempted to set the knife because of the excellence of the song, and he was even more unwilling to share her master with the song.

Compared to his master and the Ryukyu Sambo Sword that he ran into that day, he was really too selfish.

The moment he bowed his head to admit it, a sense of relief surged in Yamabuchi's bitter heart.It is very sad to be discovered and reprimanded by the master for such a despicable mentality, but it is also an end.

When someone reprimands him, he no longer has to blame himself.

With his head down, Yamabuchi waited for his master's reprimand.He didn't dare to look up for fear of seeing her disappointed eyes.

The clothes drying yard is very quiet, so quiet that you can easily distinguish the movement of the sheets being blown by the wind around you. Da Dao feels that he has waited for a long time, but in fact it is only the time when a gust of wind blows by.

In the wind, the host asked in surprise, "Why, do you want to apologize?"

Hey?

Yamabasaki raised his head, his face full of confusion.

Won't you reprimand him?

As soon as I put this idea to my mouth, a strong wind blew by.

"Hmm!" The sudden strong wind caused the two of them to lower their heads and raise their hands to cover their heads and faces, and the corners of the surrounding sheets were thrown high, messy and swaying with the wind.

Suddenly, a quilt next to it couldn't stand the wind and was blown off, and Yu Li and the two nearby subconsciously reached out to catch it.

Then he was covered all over his body and face at the same time.

"Master, are you alright?" Yamabuchi hurriedly pulled the sheet and lifted it up as high as possible, so that the master could get out.

As a result, as soon as his arms were raised to the highest point, he saw the person opposite him doing the same move.

Covered in the same quilt, the two standing face to face were stunned when they saw each other.

The wind has stopped, and the sun is still warm, illuminating the snow-white quilt brightly. Under the filtered sunlight, the skin of the woman under the quilt becomes whiter and whiter. The bright facial features are like a picture scroll, so beautiful that it is almost illusory. shocked.

But the person on the opposite side burst out laughing: "Is this being dragged together as a quilt?"

The blond Da Dao's face turned red immediately, and he was about to remove the sheet that was on his hands and put it away, but he just moved his left and right arms before he was gently held down.

"Don't move, this environment is pretty good." He heard her say this with a smile in his voice, "At least being hidden under the quilt will give you a better sense of security, and maybe you can listen to me patiently for a few more minutes." sentence."

"I... can do without this." Shan Muqie turned his head away, his face was on fire, "Please don't make fun of me again."

He protested with his mouth, but his arms obediently held up the quilt, making enough space for two people to stay inside calmly.

"Okay, I made a mistake, and I apologize to Mr. Guoguang." The person on the other side smiled even more happily, but she quickly put it away again and returned to the seriousness, "Then let's get back to the topic, I don't think there is anything wrong with your thinking .”

This sentence made Yamabuchi turn her head immediately, and saw the face looking directly at him solemnly, she looked straight into his eyes, and said each word gently.

"You are not wrong. This is a very normal emotion for an intelligent creature with seven emotions and six desires. Even I can't escape it. I also have people or things that I don't want to share with others. This is a natural feeling that everyone can understand .”

After receiving help from Horikawa and the others, Yuri really took the time to pay attention to Yamabagiri.She knew that it was impossible for Beibei, who had built up his self-confidence, to fall into low self-esteem again because of Changyi, and it could only be other factors that could make him start to doubt himself again.

Soon she found that he showed shame towards the swordsmen from the government from time to time, would help them silently, and even took the initiative to chat with them.As long as he talks, Yu Li can of course collect information to make a judgment. In addition, he has recently paid special attention to avoiding Changyi.As a result, Yu Li didn't understand what he was struggling with.

The feeling at the time was unexpected and funny, but also a little distressed.

In the end, it was because he wanted to be considerate of her so much that he set such high standards on himself, taking things that should be taken for granted as inappropriate.

Then as the master, she has the obligation to correct his thoughts.

"Changyi-kun is very good. He has outstanding abilities. Like other sword men from the government, he has helped this Honmaru a lot, so I am very grateful and willing to give everything I can. But this is also the same in this Honmaru. Anyone who shakes their swords deserves it. You are all contributing to the protection of the history of this human country. You are all heroes. This is my duty as a god judge and the master of Honmaru. On this point, I do not There will be any bias, everyone is very good, and they should be treated gently outside of official business."

Yu Li continued to Fu Sangshen whose face gradually softened, her demeanor and words were calm, and this was indeed her true thought.

Listening to his master's explanation, Yamabuchi couldn't help pursing the corners of his lips. He understands all of this, and all the knives in Honmaru understand it. The master has always followed his words and deeds on this point.

but……

"I'm sorry, I couldn't do this like you." He lowered his head and apologized again, "As your knife, I can't treat everyone equally like you..."

Before he finished speaking, his face was held in both hands, and then he was forced to turn to face the master's somewhat angry face.

"What are you trying to do with me? I am a judge and your master. My position is destined to be fair, otherwise it will be unfair to you. This is my position, but not yours. Position. Doesn’t your position include the need to treat everything fairly and justly, and not allow any selfishness to know?”

Yamabuchi's whole body was shocked, he saw the expression of the person facing him gradually softened, and he smiled at him.

"But putting all these aside, if you return to the present world, you are the sword that truly belongs to me, Yamabuki Kirihiro. This is a fact that has been identified and recognized by history."

Not the usual polite smile, but a more genuine, friendly smile that accepted him.Fu Sangshen stared blankly and greedily, listening carefully to every word under the smile.

"If the identity, achievements and reputation I have in the history books make you proud and proud, and make you feel unwilling to share with anyone, I will also feel happy and honored, because it also represents your respect for me. The approval of my master."

"So, Kunihiro's first masterpiece, hold your head up. You don't need to be ashamed and ashamed of this emotion, and it doesn't matter if you say it openly."

Yu Li stretched out his hand and tore off the quilt from Da Dao who was still doing a lifting motion.

In an instant, the whole body was illuminated.

Facing the light, she smiled and looked at the face of the person whose eyes were getting redder, with gentleness and determination.

"You don't need to cover yourself with a white cloth, do you?"

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