Dark Fallen Honmaru Strange Talk [comprehensive]

His voice was very soft, but the distance between the two of them was enough to float into Horiguchi Chisato's ears.

She was stunned for a moment.

Although they are only the last gods of Gao Tianyuan, their conditions are much better than humans.At least the fusangshen that Chisato Horiguchi has seen so far, no matter they are young or teenagers, are without exception blessed with outstanding looks, and if you just pull one out, the rate of turning heads is [-]% in human society.Smiling Qingjiang was by no means inferior among them, when the smiling golden green eyes looked at him like this, it seemed that there was a bit of inexplicable temptation as he said.

Seeing that she didn't speak, the smile on Qingjiang's lips deepened even more.

"Is this considered a success?"

Thinking of the topic they mentioned during the night watch, his eyes darkened, "However, it's not easy for the master to understand now."

Chisato Horiguchi opened his mouth, but finally he didn't say anything. Seeing her reaction, Qing Jiang smiled and got up from behind the table.

"Then please allow me to leave first," he said with a smile, "If the master has any orders, besides Mr. California and Mr. Hasebe, you can also consider other options."

From the corner of the eye, I saw the door of the Japanese room closed, and the sound of footsteps outside the door gradually receded, and the breath that had been hanging in Chisato Horiguchi's chest was relieved.

She unconsciously raised her hand as if imitating Smiling Qingjiang's previous movements, but this time she pulled her hair behind her ears.She blinked in surprise when she touched the unusual heat, and her index and middle fingers just stood there awkwardly.

baffling.

she thinks.

I don't know whether it's the smiling face Qingjiang's actions or the red ears that can be seen without looking.

The voice on the phone rang again coolly, "I heard everything."

Chisato Horiguchi: "...shut up."

"It's useless for you to turn off the sound," Sadako Yamamura said triumphantly after secretly exploring the phone's functions thoroughly, "Oh, I forgot, this phone doesn't seem to be muted."

Hearing Horiguchi Chisato's "cut", she also sneered.

"Compared to that, though," she said mockingly, "it's incredible that you can still have human emotions."

"Human emotions?"

Qianli asked in a flat tone.

"I do not think so."

But she really couldn't explain the tangled mess of her thoughts right now.She pursed her lips, and her fingertips were still resting on the pinnae. The heat had gradually receded, but this couldn't hide the fact that it had become hot.

She sighed irritably, stood up from the tatami while leaning on the edge of the table.

"Where are you going?"

Horiguchi stopped for a thousand miles, and really answered the same rare question that Sadako asked.

"Forged knife!"

"I agreed with the swordsmith to do it once every one to two days," she eased her tone, and said, "Yesterday, I didn't forge because I had to prepare for the battle at night. I'll go and see if he has started work."

She had to find something to do for herself to get rid of these thoughts.

The smile on his face didn't fade until he walked a long way.

Smiling Qing Jiang stared at his fingertips, trying to recall the touch that was about to leave before, even he himself didn't know exactly what this emotion was.

"Number of beads and pills hall."

Suzumaru, who was copying Buddhist scriptures, stopped writing, looked at his younger brother who was sitting not far away with a smile after entering the door, and said "Sadaji" in a low voice as if answering.

He practiced the Lotus Sutra, and after realizing that what he had learned was not helpful to Honmaru or even his younger brother, he also began to try to recite some other Buddhist classics.

He was about to turn his head when he heard Sadaji speak again.

"Shu Zhu Wan Dian thinks," said Qing Jiang with a smiling face, "what do humans mean by 'like'—or 'love'?"

Shuzhuwan's eyelashes trembled, and the monk stood there in a daze for a long time before slowly reading out the scriptures he had just read.

"All kindness and love are impermanent and hard to come by for a long time. There are many fears in life, and life is in danger in the morning dew." He lowered his eyes and said, "Because of love, there is sorrow, and because of love, there is fear. If you are separated from your lover, there is no worry and no fear. .”

Smiling Qing Jiang: "..."

What is he talking about?

Sure enough, there is still a generation gap between him and the Buddha knife.

"Kakakakakaka!"

Laughter suddenly sounded outside the window, and Yamabuku Kunihiro, who happened to be passing by, listened to these words, and said with a bold smile: "The meaning of Suzumaru Koji should be to tell you to think less about the master and work overtime."

Turning back subconsciously, Qingjiang smiled and looked at Shuzhuwan, who couldn't hide his tangled expression, and the latter recited a scripture in a low voice, with a bright expression on his face, "Just take it as what I mean." ".

and many more.

Smiling Qingjiang's eyelids twitched, and he didn't know where to start complaining for a while.

"Now that Mr. Yamabushi and Hotaru are here, it shouldn't be necessary. But, Mr. Yamabushi just came to Honmaru?" He asked dumbly, "How did you know that I..."

Overtime or something.

He also came out of the Japanese room only to hear that the first troop brought back two newcomers, one is the saber of the ascetic monk, and the other is the Odachi who was once enshrined in the Aso Shrine, and they are both reliable types.

……should.

It seems that I can save a lot of hard work in the future, but when I think about the night watch these days, I always have a vague regret.

"Oh," Yamafushi Kunihiro said with a smile, "Awataguchi and the others told me. It seems that you have worked a lot. It doesn't matter, this is also a kind of practice. Once entrusted with such a heavy task, the muscles of the poor monk also showed signs of fatigue. The sound of joy—”

Hearing this, Smiling Qingjiang suddenly felt that he might get along well with that mannequin running around in the middle of the night.

"But……"

He hesitated to think of another thing.

"Why would Mr. Yamabushi know that I am referring to the master?"

Yamabuku Kunihiro said "Oh" with a smile: "They also told the poor monk."

Looking at the smiling Qing Jiang who was clearly lost in thought, he wondered, "What's the matter?"

"No no, it's fine."

Smiling Qing Jiang said with a smile.

He was just thinking about whether to avoid the first stage and invite these leading brats to a hand-to-hand match, or to encourage them to continue doing so to reduce hidden competitors.

"Speaking of which," Yamabukuni laughed twice, "Kakaka, the poor monk also met his master when he came here just now, it is indeed quite a strange existence."

"Master?" Qing Jiang was startled with a smile on his face, "She's going to..."

"Ah, just came out of the forge."

Yamabushi nodded seriously.

"It seems that I haven't met anyone else yet. When I met the poor monk, I was stunned for a long time. After hearing that the poor monk is a newcomer, he said that if he knew it earlier, he would not let the swordsmith go to forge new knives so quickly," he said. Said, "However, I heard that this forging will not take long, so there should be new recruits coming soon."

He really hit the spot.

After counting for 10 minutes, the orange-haired boy was pushed in front of everyone.

"I'm Urashima Toru! Does anyone want to go to the Dragon Palace with me?" He smiled cheerfully, a strange tortoise that looked neither like a sea turtle nor a tortoise was lying on his haori-style waistcoat , When he looked towards the crowd, he saw Hachisuka in a golden kimono, "Ah, Hachisuka brother!"

The eyes of the others turned to Hachisuka as soon as he mentioned the word "Hotoru". They saw that this Dao, who was usually indifferent and took a mouthful of "Hotoru genuine product", who didn't want to get along with them very much, was actually gentle. Nodding his head, he thought to himself that he might have seen a ghost.

...Wait, it seems that there are quite a few ghosts in normal times.

In short, according to Hachisuka's reaction, it can be seen that this newcomer should also be genuine.

"My younger brother." Hachisu, who was under the spotlight of everyone, said proudly, "A very cute little guy, I will move out to live with him tonight."

Dajuli: "Exactly."

"Little Jialuo." Candlestick yelled helplessly, then turned to Hachisuka, "I have no objection, but is it okay?"

"It's ok."

Chisato Horiguchi envisioned the location of the rooms in his mind, "Hachisuka's original room is not far from Yamabagiri's. If something happens, I can go to Yamabushi. By the way, Akashi, if you don't mind, we can also go tonight. Please move to another place."

In this way, the respective areas of responsibility can almost be divided.

As the guardian, the first reaction of Akashi National Bank was to ask Hotaru's opinion, "Harukaru?"

"I don't mind," the boy-like Otachi said in a soft voice, "but it's the first time I encounter this kind of task, so I don't know if I'm good at it or not."

"It doesn't matter, there are no night battle missions these two days, let's try to live like this first. And—" Qianli Yidun looked at Taidao of Awataguchi's house, "Phase [-], give that to him."

Under Urashima Tiger Tetsu's blank gaze, a manual was handed to him.

Turning to the first page, realizing Hachisuka's gaze, he restrained himself from screaming "Wow".

Silent night.

Hearing that the second brother had completely quieted down, the quilt on this end was gently arched twice.

"Kamekichi," Urashima Toruru whispered, "Kamekichi."

The tortoise poked its head out of its shell and lazily met his excited eyes.

Urashima Toru enthusiastically suggested, "Kameichi, let's go find them and make friends!"

It's very interesting to think about it--

Before the tortoise could react to what happened, it was grabbed and put on the owner's shoulder.Urashima Tororu tiptoed out of the room, and after confirming that Hachisuka hadn't noticed him, he carefully closed the door.

It's a pity that if Brother Hachisuka knew that he would never agree to come out, otherwise it would be more interesting if there were more people.

Where are those ghosts?

Under the dim light, Urashima Torutsu walked through one corridor after another, looking expectantly around the corners where there might be dark shadows lurking.

He couldn't help but sighed in frustration after searching several times but found nothing.

"Brother," someone nodded his shoulder, "what are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for--"

Urashima Torutsu who answered subconsciously suddenly realized something, and turned his head to face a thin and ferocious grimace.

Urashima Tiger Tetsu: "..."

Don't judge people by their cover, no, don't judge a ghost by its cover.

He focused his gaze on its huge belly and its chest that was so thin that its ribs protruded. After thinking about it, he was about to speak but was preempted by the other party.

"Bro."

The hungry ghost salivated and stared at the turtle on his shoulder, "Is this delicious?"