Dark Fallen Honmaru Strange Talk [comprehensive]

"I take back what I said earlier."

Horiguchi Qianli walked into the corner unhurriedly, looked at the monsters surrounded in the corner, tilted his head slightly, and raised the corners of his mouth, showing a smile that was no different from a devil in Gun Luopian's eyes.As for the smiling Qingjiang that blocked it here, in its eyes, it is no different from an enemy.

The most angry thing is that it still dare not and cannot retaliate.

The rolling pan was trembling, and it desperately and cautiously turned its head to glance at the closed window behind it, wondering if it was possible for its short hands to unscrew the latch and escape before the two of them could react.

It draws the length in its heart.

The probability is zero.

With a long sigh, Gun Luobian thought of the group of guys who kept saying that they wanted to establish the Tengu Club.

Fellow revolutionary?Brotherhood?

Impossible, non-existent, everyone is a little sparrow flying separately in the face of disaster.As early as three seconds after discovering that the god judge and the demon-slaying knife appeared together, the ghosts at the outermost corners all slipped away. At this critical moment, they didn't care where the others ran, anyway, they could escape The farther the better.

As a round and flat bamboo, the rolling bamboo is born with short hands and feet, so it is definitely not able to run, and it usually relies on rolling around.It is always proud of itself, and feels that other monsters do not have such a unique way of moving, but this time it really suffers—the combination of fear and panic, it does not care about the direction when it rolls, it is simply After two steps, he hit the wall, which made him dizzy and blinded.

Then?

Then got stuck here.

The hands are too short, and the aggrieved roll can't touch the back of its own head, and it can bet that there is a full head there.

"Natsuo is right, my speed is indeed a bit slower." Chisato Horiguchi looked at the monster. Its original body seemed to be a container made of bamboo branches, and its eyes were slender and slender. She continued, "This In this case, one more person is necessary, at least you can catch up."

The smiling Qing Jiang who was standing aside with his arms folded heard this, and automatically interpreted it as a compliment.

The smile on his lips was as coquettish as ever, "Should I say it's a blessing?"

"Well, it's been hard work—speaking of it."

Chisato Horiguchi looked at Gunluoban again.

"I remember, you were the one who said you wanted to get rid of Ishikirimaru?"

A chill suddenly rose.

"No!" Gun Luopian flatly denied, "You're dreaming!"

Chisato Horiguchi: "Huh?"

"I'm dreaming I'm dreaming!"

Realizing his indiscriminate words, Gun Luopian hastened to make amends, "What I said was all nonsense, you adults don't remember the faults of villains, please forgive me this time!"

It shook from a basket to a sieve, shaking and shaking, and the things in its arms fell out.Chisato Horiguchi thought it looked a little familiar, before she could see what the white thing was, she grabbed it back with a single grab. She subconsciously glanced at Wakizashi, who was excellent at night reconnaissance, and the latter miraculously understood The meaning of her eyes.

"Master," he said with a smile, "that's a hand bone."

"What are you hiding this for?"

Horiguchi Chisato became suspicious.

"I picked it up," Gun Luopian murmured in a low voice, "Although this is your place, whoever picks it up belongs to him. Isn't it mine?"

It cautiously looked at Chisato Horiguchi's expression, for fear that she would snatch away his tickle on a whim.

"Look."

As if to convince Horiguchi Chisato and Smiling Qingjiang, Roller Plaque covered the bones of his hand, and stretched his other short hand to the back as hard as possible, "I can't reach here, it will be much more convenient with this."

Forget it, it doesn't matter what kind of bone it is.

Chisato Horiguchi narrowed her eyes dangerously.

"Ishikimaru didn't do anything," she said, "Why did you—'do' him?"

"because……"

The rolling plaque muttered.

"Because he is here, we dare not go in and play with Little Tengu."

——That Ishikirimaru is so innocent.

She was shocked by this logic for a moment, imagined Ishikirimaru's expression when he heard this, and it was probably a helpless wry smile.

"As you wish, I will let you go this time, but this is to let you go back and inform them. Tell them, I said, no matter what you are thinking." After a long silence, Horiguchi Chisato used his hand as a knife, I made a gesture on my neck, "If you dare to attack Jinjian or Ishikirimaru again, this will be the end."

Based on the threat of force suppression, it is simple, rude and effective.

The rolling plaque was startled and sobbed immediately.

Scared, scared to cry.

Chisato Horiguchi: "..."

Smiling Qing Jiang: "..."

What is this all about, Horiguchi Chisato thought inexplicably, she remembered Imaiken's retelling, and she couldn't imagine that this guy was also one of the ones who kept saying that she would bully Xiaotengu and cry.

Could it be that he ran back to bully the younger one after being bullied by the older one?

"I'll give you three seconds."

She continued with a straight face.

"Tell them what I say, three, two—"

Before the word "one" could be uttered, Gun Luopian covered his face and started somersaulting.Horiguchi Chisato looked at the back of it crying and rolling away, feeling complicated.

"Am I that scary?" She turned her head and asked smiling Qing Jiang.

"No," the Demon Slayer Knife who was watching her said in surprise, "It's better to say it's in the completely opposite direction?"

He rolled his eyes.

"At least it does for me."

"……Um."

Maybe it's still an instinctive fear, Horiguchi Chisato thought, but it's really strange to be so scared.

"Come on," she said, "There's still a lot to do."

Horiguchi Chisato fell asleep at dawn, and woke up in the early morning.

Some tasks can be dealt with in advance, while others have to be summarized and sorted out after the day is finished—for example, every time the situation of the battle has to be written down in detail and then submitted to the government of the time, so that they can deal with the problems of the time-traveling army. Trends to make further deployment.Although some of them can be left to Fusangshin, Chisato Horiguchi, who has always been an honor student in such matters, always feels that it is better to do it herself.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, she opened her eyes, raised her head hesitantly, and moved her sore back neck.

California Qingguang who pushed the door and came in let out a "huh", "Master is awake?"

"I said that I wake up easily." Chisato Horiguchi looked at the documents under his arm, and couldn't imagine that he fell asleep lying on the table.

"However," he pointed at the shoulder of the god judge, "you didn't wake up before I came in."

Horiguchi Chisato was taken aback, and raised his hand to touch it.

Although the feather fabric covering the shoulders is thin, it is enough to keep out the cold at this temperature.She looked at the light onion color under her hand. Although she couldn't see the word "sincerity" behind it, she could tell from the familiar color scheme that it probably borrowed it from Yamato Shou'an.

"Why didn't you wake me up?"

Kai Qingguang looked at her with an expression of "Isn't this a matter of course?"

"I don't sleep in the middle of the night, and I still have to work during the day. It's really hard." He pulled down the loose scarf, "If I didn't know that the master would definitely continue to work when he was called, I would have called you a long time ago. Get up and go back to sleep."

Horiguchi Chisato opened his mouth, realizing that there was really nowhere to refute.

But that majesty is still there.

She forcibly suppressed the drowsiness that made her want to yawn.

"However," California Qingguang said again, "this time I really came to call the master."

"The forge is complete."

He holds up an index finger.

"The newcomer is here."

This can be regarded as two-handed preparation. On the one hand, she will temporarily replace the substitute—even though the substitute is useless—and on the other hand, the unit will usher in new swords every one to two days. The speed obtained after the number of forging failures.

The game of catfish tail is still eager to try, but this time the newcomer seems to be a little different.

"...I am Daikurigara, I have nothing to say."

Fu Sangshen, who had a dark complexion, was calm and resisted, "I don't mean to have a good relationship with you."

But this...is not a question of whether or not to have a good relationship.

Yiqi Yizhen laughed a little embarrassed, not sure how to hand him the manual that was returned to him.

I don't know if it's because he was the original owner, but now it seems that he is the one who keeps it by default.

"It's okay, it's okay." When he heard that the person was Daikurigaro, he immediately came out of the kitchen and wiped his hands off the candlestick, and said with a smile, "Leave it to me for the first phase of the palace."

"That's right," Maeda suddenly said, "Mr. Candekiri and Mr. Okuri are both Date's knives."

"Yes."

Taking over the manual from Yizheng and handing it to Dajuli, Candlestick Che turned his head and said to the latter.

"Little Jia Luo, come here."

He has no interest in this.

Thinking so, Daikurigara just wanted to stuff the booklet casually.

"No," Candlestick stopped his actions, "You have to look at this carefully, you can't miss a single word."

Da Juli looked at him, but he still didn't keep stuffing it in his pocket when he arrived.He casually opened the manual, glanced down, and suddenly stopped.

"I'm done."

He glanced over the words and sentences on it one by one, turned to a blank page and closed it with a snap, subconsciously squeezed his fist and then released it, and stuffed it back into Candlestick Che's hand unmoved.

"none of my business."

Seeing his leaving figure, including Horiguchi Chisato, the eyes of the rest of Fusangshen also turned back to Candlestick Kiri.

"By the way," he recalled something randomly, "Mr. Daguli's tattoo..."

"that."

The candlestick, who knew Okuri's nature, was not annoyed at all. He smiled and said, "I remember it's a symbol of Fudo Mingo, but it shouldn't have any effect here."

Cattail sighed, realizing that the game was hopeless.

"In short," Candlestick thought about Da Juli's reaction, and said thoughtfully, "Little Jia Luo is not afraid."

So he was relieved.

That night.

Hearing the sound of two even breathing not far away, he couldn't figure out how they were able to sleep. His jaw was tightened, and he stared at the ceiling in the darkness expressionlessly.

He fell asleep.