[Comprehensive] Build a harmonious Honmaru

When Fudo Xingguang woke up, he sat up in a daze on the bed for a while, then suddenly realized with an 'ah' sound and sat up.

Before he had time to look around, he shook his body and looked in the direction of his own body, and saw his own God Judge sitting beside him holding his body, expressionless.

Fudo Xingguang: "..."

In the next second, he violently tried to grab Shen Sheng's body from Shen Sheng's hands, but before he touched his body, he felt the pain of the wound being torn from his waist, and he shrank back all of a sudden.

"..."

Shen Sheng looked at him, sighed, put down the powder stick and Fudo Xingguang body in his hand, and went to Fu Xingguang to check the wound.

Fudo Xingguang stared at her stiffly for a long time, unable to speak, his eyes fell on the main body placed on the knife holder behind her, and he said awkwardly: "My main body can be repaired by myself..."

"Oh."

She actually oh!

For a moment, Fudo Xingguang felt that Shen Sheng in front of him was ruthless and unreasonable, and lowered his head, a little bit resisting the other party's body check.

Shen Sheng took off the gauze around his waist, the white gauze was already stained red by the blood oozing from the wound, and the fibers of the gauze were stuck together with the unhealed wound due to blood stains.She cleaned the wound carefully: "It will hurt."

Before Fudo Xingguang could answer her, another tearing pain came from his waist. After taking a breath, he stared at Shen Sheng.

The other party got up to get new gauze and hemostatic cotton, and also took a bottle of medicine in his hand.

Fudo Xingguang shrank back when he saw the bottle of potion, and his intuition told him that if the thing hit him, it would definitely hurt.

The childish dagger didn't care that his wound hadn't been changed yet, so he covered himself with the quilt in both hands, hiding himself in the small quilt.

"……come out."

Fudo Xingguang's exposed hair swayed on the pillow with his movements, Shen Sheng held up the medicine and looked at his hair and his behavior still hiding under the quilt: "Doesn't your wound hurt?"

He didn't feel any pain at first, but just being reminded by her, he felt that not only the wound on his waist was hurting, but the wounds in other places were also hurting.

Fu Xingguang, who had surrendered, immediately poked his head out from under the quilt.

Aggrieved, Bala glanced at Shen Sheng, saw the medicine in her hand, and couldn't help shrinking back: "It hurts to take the medicine."

"You won't be in pain if you don't take the medicine?"

Fudo Xingguang was dumbfounded, but after thinking about it later, he felt that what she said made sense, and he let out an 'oh', obediently lifted up his clothes and asked her to apply the medicine.

Shen Sheng sat on the side and helped him apply the medicine, dipped a cotton ball between the tweezers and dipped it in the medicine, and carefully applied the medicine to him.

The potion mixed with green spiritual power eased the burning wound a lot after being touched by the potion with spiritual power. Fu Xingguang looked at the god-inspector who lowered his head and applied medicine to his waist wound. He was about as tall as himself when he bent over.

Shen Sheng put down the potion, took the gauze and hemostatic cotton on the side to bandage the wound, looked at the bandaged wound, took the potion and applied medicine to the wound on his arm: "Did you see the former master in the Benneng Temple?"

Fudo Xingguang was stunned for a moment: "Nobunaga did not."

"Do you want to visit next time?"

"Can you go?!"

Fudo Xingguang was so pleasantly surprised that he forgot that he still had a wound on his body, and rubbed the medicine on the wound on his arm that was being treated with medicine.

"As long as it doesn't affect the direction of history, it's fine." Shen Sheng looked at Fu Xingguang and lay back down like a corpse, and put down the potion and cotton in his hand: "Your startled personality should be changed."

Fudo Xingguang stretched out his arms without saying a word.

Shen Sheng continued to apply the medicine, he just bit his lips and watched her movements without moving. The only sound in the room was the sound of accidentally touching the tweezers in the tray and the sound of knocking the medicine bottle.

Fudo Xingguang swallowed his saliva: "That... are the others all right?"

Shen Sheng looked at his face after wrapping the hideous wound on his arm with gauze, sat closer and looked at her suspiciously.

"When the enemy came out...I didn't have time to defend...the other party's practice level was much higher than mine. After the guard recovered, I only saw Yaodao Ji and Yingwan taking me away. Are they okay? ?”

"It's okay, Jiro Taro and Ishikirimaru, the three of them have already finished handing in. Yingwan has been resting after being drugged and drugged in the handroom next door. If you wake up earlier, you can still hear Yingwan. Those who don't want to take medicine..."

Howling and howling.

Shen Sheng looked at Fu Xingguang who hid himself in a small quilt because he didn't want to take the medicine, and felt that his own knife was also childish to a certain extent.

She tore off the patch, washed the wound on his face with a cotton ball, and put the patch on.

The next second the cooling medicine was applied to the iron knife on his face, the wound began to heat up. He didn't move and just covered the medicine patch: "This is so hot."

"It'll be fine after a while."

Fudo Xingguang nestled back again and let out an 'oh', and when he saw the God Judge pick up the body on the knife holder, he quickly said: "Wait, wait, wait?!"

After he finished speaking, he found that the judge who was about to pick up his body was staring at him.

Fudo Xingguang raised his hand subconsciously, touched his face, and found that there were only medicine patches on his face, so he could only say dryly: "Why, why are you staring at me like this."

"I thought you were afraid of me." Shen Sheng crossed Erlang's legs and put his elbows on his knees, resting his chin with one hand: "I heard from Mr. Anding that you were afraid of me, but I don't think you are very afraid if you dare to complain to me. I."

Fudo Xingguang didn't know how to answer this question, he hesitated for a while: "I'm still a little... afraid."

"some?"

Fudong Xingguang nodded: "You don't smile often, even when you are happy or in a good mood, you always have this expression." He imitated her expression with a sullen face while talking, and pointed to his own face: "That's it. kind of expression."

In the next second, the opponent's hand stretched out and pinched his face: "You are so courageous."

Without moving, he hesitated for a second, took the pillow behind him to cover his face, and then showed half of his face, looking at Shen Sheng.

The other party took the powder stick and planned to nurse his body, Fudo Xingguang whimpered.

"what happened?"

His gaze was fixed on his own body: "Can you...don't touch my body?"

Very resistant?

Shen Sheng looked at the dagger in his hand: "If you don't touch it, you can't repair it."

"Yeah, I can come later by myself or I can repair the other swords by Fusangshen..."

"If the main body and Fusangshen spirit body are repaired together, the recovery will be faster."

Shen Sheng looked at him awkwardly: "Are you very resistant to others touching your body? Or is Fu Sangshen like this?"

While waiting for the other party's answer, Shen Sheng remembered that when he touched Tsurumaru Kuninaga's body earlier, although the other party showed forbearance, he still couldn't help trembling slightly.

"Your body is very sensitive?"

Fudo Xingguang blushed and then explained: "Forget it, let's do it! But if you touch it, it will be awkward!"

After Fudo Xingguang finished speaking, he saw that the eyes of the God Judge in front of him changed instantly.

He had a bad premonition, and sure enough, the next second what the interrogator said made him hit the wall.

"It won't be awkward if you touch Token Fusangshin, who is also a male...?"

This time I jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't wash myself off.

It is probably after a long time as a god judge that some habits of the sword Fusangshen will be revealed.

She patted Xingguang's shoulder, "I see."

Fudo Xingguang: "???!!"

No, no!No!You don't know anything!

She got up and rubbed his head: "It's okay, Yaoyan will come over later, and I will let him perform body care."

Obviously there was nothing in the words of the God Judge, but Fudo Xingguang forcibly heard some not-so-good philosophical symbols.

He bowed his head and remained silent, deciding to reflect on why he said such misleading words.

"Ah, Mr. Yaoken, are you here?"

Fudo Xingguang heard what the judge said, and when he looked up, he saw Yaken Toshiro, who had been co-owner with him—dressed like a man with Michelin tires.

Shen Sheng gave Fudo Xingguang's body to Yaoken Toshiro: "Fudo Xingguang said that as a person of the opposite sex, it would be awkward for me to touch the body, but if you are of the same sex, you will not, so the body care will be hard for you."

As soon as Shen Sheng finished speaking, Xingguang felt the strange gaze of Yaken Toshiro from under the protective mask.

Anyway, Fudo Xingguang, who couldn't explain clearly, slumped on the bed and decided to turn a deaf ear to Shen Sheng's words.

"General, it's time for lunch. Mr. Guangzhong will be angry if you don't come over."

Shen Sheng nodded: "Let's talk about body care after dinner, Yaoyan, let's go to the restaurant first, tell Mr. Guangzhong for me, and I'll go there later."

Fudo Xingguang looked at Yaken Toshiro who had taken off his protective clothing and face mask, and saw him put on his white coat, but Shen Sheng stopped him and whispered and walked out.

Only Shen Sheng and Fudo Xingguang were left in the room.

She walked to his bedside with a serious face: "I want to ask you a few things."

Fudo Xingguang looked puzzled.

"First, when you left to practice Honmaru, what did the other party's judge do? Second, who attacked you when you were in Honnoji Temple? Describe it. Third, if you didn't meet Oda Nobunaga, then What about Mori Ranmaru?"

Fudo Yukimitsu frowned and thought for a while: "When we left, the other party didn't do anything, she was a little far away from us. The person who attacked us at the Honnoji Temple was dressed very similar to the God Judge who performed the Honmaru..."

As he spoke, his voice was a little low, and he didn't have a direct answer to the third question.

"Met?"

Fudoxing nodded, then shook his head: "Not like."

At that time, Mori Ranmaru swung the knife at him who had already used the guard, and Yao Dao Ji helped him block the knife before bringing him back.

"God judge, do you... have enemies?"

Fudo Yukimitsu also heard from Yamato Shou Anding before, what it means to a god judge once he loses his sword.

Weakened combat effectiveness, blame from the top, and dismissal.

Fudo Xingguang understood for a moment why he made such a slip of the tongue after drinking, which made the judge so angry.

"Do you know who they targeted when they used this trick last time?"

Xingguang shook his head without moving.

"Jiang Xuezuo writing with a full degree of practice."

The Sihua Taidao with full face speed can only be saved, let alone a newcomer with low practice speed.

"There are many swords that Honmaru can attack, but it is easiest to attack you."

Other knives either have guardians and brothers, or have a firm mind and are not easy to be seduced.

Those swords and swords with high training levels are grouped together, even if they become shikigami, they will suffer heavy losses and get no benefit, but what if there is a low-level sword in the team?

As long as the low-level knife is damaged, that group of people can report it and charge her with a bunch of unfounded charges.

Maliciously smashing knives, trying to damage Honmaru's combat effectiveness, unevenly distributing resources, etc.

As long as she is confirmed, she will face dismissal.

"If I... were a little stronger..."

Shen Sheng looked at Fudo Xingguang with his head lowered and lost, stretched out his hand and clenched it into a fist: "Choose one."

Fudo Xingguang's eyes fell on her clenched hand, he casually pointed to the fist on the right.

Shen Sheng first opened his left hand, which was not pointing, and there were two candies inside.

Fudo Xingguang let out an 'ah', and pointed to this hand: "I choose this side, choose this side!"

Shen Sheng withdrew his left hand to prevent him from snatching the candy in her hand, and opened the other hand, the small golden iron in the palm reflected the disappointment in Fu Xingguang's eyes.

"I choose again! I choose the left!"

"No."

Shen Sheng put the small iron tablet in his hand: "I'm going to eat, remember to take it when the drug researcher brings it over."

Fudo Xingguang looked at the small iron piece in his hand, then at the judge who stuffed a candy into his mouth, and felt that she was a naive ghost for a moment.

After the childish ghost examiner left, Yaken Toshiro came.

Yao Yan watched Momo Xingguang sullenly and put the food aside: "What's wrong?"

Fudo Yukimitsu explained the cause and effect, and Yaken Toshiro sneered, pointing to the food tray on the side.

He looked in the direction Yaoyan pointed, and there was a jar of sugar next to the bowl and chopsticks.

Yaken Toshiro brought the can of sugar over, took the small iron piece in his hand and clicked to open the sugar bowl: "This is the general's sugar bowl. Only the iron piece can open it."

Fudo Xingguang took the sugar jar in a daze and looked at Yaoyan in confusion.

"The general said that the sugar in this sugar bowl is all yours."