Honmaru sees ghosts everywhere [Comprehensive]

Yamato Morita held his body high above his head, bowed his head while listening to Izumi Morita's lecture.

"Didn't you swear before you set off that the bag would be fine on you? Why didn't you get it done when Kunihiro and I came over?"

Yamato Shou'an defended himself weakly, "I just struggled for a while, should I make them harakiri, or should I kill them directly?"

"Of course it's seppuku!"

"Of course it's the first drop!"

Izumi Mamoru Kanesada and Horikawa Kunihiro spoke in unison, and then Horikawa Kunihiro glanced at his family's Kane-sang and quickly changed his words, "Of course it's Shura! Guys who violate Bushido don't deserve seppuku."

"That's right, I'm not helping that guy from California choose the color of nail polish. What's there to worry about? It's a man who wants to have fun!" Izumi Mori Kanesada slapped his chest, indescribably high-spirited, watching the California guy next to him. I was stunned for a moment.

"In short, two of them were resolved, and the ghosts who died under their hands have fulfilled their wishes and were taken out of Honmaru to go to hell." Kunihiro Horikawa crossed out two lines in the notebook.

"Master, it's up to them who will start first. Our knives are already outside and ready to be used at any time, but the master should be careful, lest they have other means." Horikawa Kunihiro scratched his head, a little confused, " They fell in the dark, but they looked quite normal, and there was a bunch of resentful spirits in the pill, but they couldn't hurt them at all, it's really evil."

"Their first interrogator was a sorcerer, quite skilled. I don't know how he forged his enmity with these fusangshen. Anyway, when he escaped from Honmaru, he was stabbed several times and died soon. And the sentence he was sentenced in hell was quite heavy, ninety-nine percent is not a good thing, but his successor judges all performed well in the character test, but they disappeared one by one. The government later ignored this main pill, otherwise we don’t know how many people would die.” Yuejian Lingguang sighed, thinking of the scene that just happened, he felt sorry for him, “But even if you go to hell to ask the first-time God interrogator Ghost, he probably doesn't know how much he left behind for those swords to use, otherwise he wouldn't have been stabbed."

"It's no wonder that the gods in Gao Tianyuan hate magicians. Magicians are really troublesome! People are troublesome, and the things they do are also troublesome!" Yuejian Lingguang did not forget that there was a magician who plotted against her at the beginning. The fate would be so miserable. Fortunately, that guy was taken care of in the end, otherwise there would be such a person thinking about him all the time, it would make people feel uneasy to sleep.

"Knock, click." The door was knocked lightly, and Yue Jian Ling Guang removed the barrier that blocked the sound from outside, and calmly replied: "Come in."

The one-eyed Fu Sangshen politely put the tray on the ground for a while, and bowed at the gate of the curtain. When he got up, he saw the staffing inside, and he was slightly taken aback, but he quickly showed his polite smile again. "I don't know if my lord wants to eat in the room, or go to the Daguang room to join us?"

"You brought the things here, why are you asking? Put it down." Yuejian Lingguang didn't understand their routine very well. Is this a whip and then a jujube?Intentional intimacy with precautions?

Yamato Shou'an was the only knife that Yuejian Lingguang carried on the bright side, and he immediately forgot that Izumi Shou'an had just punished him for self-reflection. The assistant took the opportunity to jump on his shoulder, and whispered in his ear.

His face froze, he looked at the food in his hand, put it down, walked around behind the candlestick Qie Guangzhong, pushed him into the room, and closed the curtain door with his backhand.

The people in the house immediately understood Yamato Mori Anding's meaning, and Izumi Mori Kanesada drew his sword while teasing Horikawa Kunihiro, "I hope that Mr. Tsurumaru of this Honmaru will move slowly. Mr. Tsurumaru of our family has not yet run into this world." Come back!"

"You..." Candlestick Qie Guangzhong realized that something was wrong, and when he took a few steps back to draw his knife, he touched a cold hand, pressing on the handle of his knife to prevent him from drawing the knife.

He turned his head leisurely, and met a female ghost who kept vomiting blood.

Yuejian Lingguang turned around uncomfortably the first time the female ghost appeared, walked around them, opened the door, closed the door, took a big breath, and cast a barrier.

Just thinking about waiting outside to finish the work inside, by the way, I saw the place halfway across the lake, in front of the door where she was going to sleep at night, Tsurumaru Kuninaga was digging with a big shovel , and there are some sharpened bamboos scattered beside it.

This is planning to set a trap to kill her!

Tsukimi Lingguang took a deep breath again, now is not the time to backhand Tsurumaru Kuninaga to death, she is doing mental activities like this.Then he went around behind Tsurumaru Kuninaga, and waited for him to dig the hole with one shovel after another. The detection value was slightly low and he didn't notice that there was someone behind him. After finishing the work, Tsurumaru gasped and crawled out of the pit He came out to get the bamboo, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Yuejian Lingguang staring at him with an unkind expression.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga waved at her pretending to be calm, thinking about how to use his face and thick skin to get past her.However, Yuejian Lingguang didn't give him this chance, the moment he opened his mouth, she kicked him in the face and kicked him back into the pit.

"I like digging holes so much, so just stay in the pit!" If her family's Tsurumaru Kuninaga was still alive, she would have beaten the one in front of her to death. Tsurumaru of Honmaru also has to dye his colorful hair back first, forget it.

Yuejian Lingguang threw all the bamboo down, smashed Hewan's head, and then left without looking back.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who stayed at the bottom of the pit, wailed and lightly touched the bag on his head, "This god judge...is really interesting!"

A pair of hands appeared behind him out of thin air, slowly approaching his neck, Tsurumaru Kuninaga suddenly felt the chill behind his back, and suddenly turned around to have a look.

"Am I overthinking it?"

When he finally crawled out of the hole he dug, patting the dust off his body and sneaking into the kitchen, he happened to see Candlestick Qie Guangzhong washing vegetables.

"Hey, why are you here to cook, who else in our Benwan needs to eat... Oh, by the way, the judge of the law enforcement team, you didn't send her food with extra ingredients, how is it?"

"I was found out. I have no choice but to make a clean apology." Candlestick Qie Guangzhong shook his head helplessly, fished out the vegetables in his hand, saw himself reflected in the water, and pressed them Stupid bristles on the head.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga looked at him blankly, always feeling that something was wrong.

"Mr. Crane, do you want to stay and help? But don't make trouble, or it will be very troublesome."

"Oh, let's forget it, I'll see if I can make other traps." As soon as he heard that he was going to strike, Tsurumaru immediately put his thoughts behind him, and ran quickly with oil on his feet.

I don't know if Tsurumaru said it, or if other knives inquired later, before night fell, all knives knew that Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada failed to poison.

However, no sword came over to explain anything, and even Mikami Tsukimune's promise at the beginning that he would come to tell the story of Honmaru's past after the hand entry was over was never fulfilled.

It was night, outside the house where the moon saw Lingguang, the shadows of the trees were whirling with the wind, and several petite figures flashed past, and finally stopped at the door.The leader probed his head, and after confirming that there was really someone inside, he gestured to his companions, and then rushed in.

Yaken Toshiro took the lead, pulled the quilt up, covered the head of the familiar person, and stuck the short knife in his hand into the couch, the person wrapped in the quilt twitched, and the rest immediately made up the knife, and the medicine Yan was well aware of medical principles, so he held down the person inside the quilt, touched the neck and wiped it with a knife, blood gradually stained the quilt red, and the person inside stopped moving.

Ranto Shiro breathed a sigh of relief, lifted the quilt to see if the person was really dead, and then he froze.

"One, one phase brother..."

The young man with water-blue hair had several talismans on his body, but they were all stained red with blood, his eyes were wide open, his body gradually disintegrated into sand, and his human form slowly disappeared, turning into a few broken blades.

"How dare she, how dare she kill brother Yiqi!" Akita Fujishiro cried on the spot, his red eyes stared round and round, his cute face added a bit of ferocity.

"What are you talking about? Didn't you kill your first episode and first strike by yourself?"

"Who?" Police Yaken Fujishiro turned around, but didn't see anyone else.

"The voice just now was..." Five Tigers retreated and heard something familiar, "It's Horikawa Palace!"

"Have you betrayed us?" Yaoken Fujishiro asked loudly, hoping that the movement here could be heard by his companions.

"The one who betrayed... isn't it you?" Horikawa Kunihiro did not hear the answer, but behind them came a female voice that they will never forget.

"I said that your life before the dagger was not good, I hope I love you more!"

"It is said that it was abused by humans before, so the other knives of Honmaru can't accept human god judges all at once, but you are different!"

"Say that you will be loyal to me, and everyone will work together to live in the future, aren't you?"

"In the end... the one who betrayed me and killed me, wasn't it you too?"

"What loyalty blade, shit!"

While Yaken Toshiro panicked, he finally thought of what to do, cut his finger, stained some blood and began to smear on the ground, muttering something, and after a while, nothing happened.

The female ghost, who was no longer her original appearance, pounced on him and bit him on the neck.

Outside the house, Horikawa Kunihiro draws lines with a Chinese ink brush along the house, which will produce an effect similar to the ban on demons. As for what will happen in the house, it is no longer within the scope of his consideration.Although it is a martial arts department, but the sword Fusangshen who will be injured and dies and the female ghost who is dead and physically invulnerable, it is self-evident who will come out of this room in the end. Wiping the sweat from his forehead, "It's done!"

Tsukimi Lingguang, who was supposed to be sleeping in the house, was sleeping soundly in the Shinsengumi's department house at this time.

California Qingguang planned to watch the night for her just in case, but Yamato Shou'an was already prepared and took two quilts and spread them on the floor.

It seems to be the same as his idea, California Qingguang thought so, and was quickly slapped in the face.

A little guy who has never seen it before, but looks quite similar to someone who is sleeping soundly on the couch, but is a little different, suddenly appears in a posture of sleeping on his back, Yamato Morita skillfully stuffs the new guy Into the laid quilt.

Then he explained to Qingguang Qingguang in a low voice, "This guy's main body is held by the owner. It seems that he never uses the main body at ordinary times, and he will instinctively crawl over it when he sleeps. So our sleeping time in Honmaru is quite special... ...You don't know how scary this guy's sleeping appearance is, anyway, if you get up early tomorrow morning, you will see it, and get up later if you don't want to be frightened."

"Sleeping time?" This meaning is probably not quite the same as what he understood.

"That's right, I'm going to sleep. I'm mainly responsible for tidying up the scene when I get up in the morning, so as not to scare the master with the sleeping appearance of some guys like a murder scene... What's wrong with you?" Yamato Shou'an looked at him with a flustered expression, and stretched out his hand dangled in front of him.

"...It's okay." So it wasn't the bed made for him!He knew how Yamato Morita could be as attentive as Horikawa Kunihiro!

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The author has something to say: Candlestick Cut Mitsutada who is in the enemy camp at this time: I can't do anything

And Kanesan who is sleeping soundly: ZZZ