[Comprehensive] Build a harmonious Honmaru

Shen Sheng listened to his words and thought for a while, then pointed to the wound on his forehead: "Does this count?"

Shiina was stunned for a moment, curled her lips: "This is not funny."

Shen Sheng shook his head: "No."

Shiina said 'oh', continued to wash her hands, squatted aside and looked at him.

Shiina, who was stared at, stammered 'ah', looked at her nervously, and stammered: "You, what are you doing?"

Shen Sheng looked away: "Are you staying for dinner tonight?"

Shiina shook her head: "I won't. My mother said that she will cook tonight, and if I don't go back, I will be punished tomorrow."

Shen Sheng squatted beside him, watching the water flowing out of the faucet, the water washed away the soil on the young man's hands bit by bit; Shiina squeezed the water down, sniffed his hands, and then moved them away from her in the next second .

"Is there any hand soap?" The brown-haired boy squatted in front of the faucet, his fingers spread out under the faucet; the unclamped water slipped away from his fingertips and fell from the gap between his fingers; Shen Sheng nodded , took the box behind the faucet and opened it, took out the white hand soap inside and gave it to Shiina.

He took the hand soap and muttered: "Although the snapdragon looks very interesting, it will have a fishy smell." While muttering, he turned his head and stared at Shen Sheng: "I heard Mr. Ghost Lantern said that the snapdragon can Sit with fish and raw rice?"

Shen Sheng nodded: "Mr. Guideng raised a snapdragon grass for three years before, and later made it into sashimi to entertain guests; he also made sashimi rice for Taigu Zhong Zhenzong in Honmaru before."

Shiina licked her lips, then remembered something, feeling a little lost: "Mom definitely won't let me grow these."

"You can take a few snapdragon fruits back and try."

Shiina's eyes lit up: "You're right, then I'll take a few snapdragons back to make for my family Guangzhong!"

"Wake up, you don't have a candlestick in Honmaru, Mitsutada Kiri." Shen Sheng said bluntly, seeing the way Shiina stared at her, she didn't think it was dirty, and simply sat down on the ground: "Your house doesn't have Kasen Kanesada either."

Shiina curled her lips: "You really are really bad."

"I'm just telling the truth."

Shiina didn't say anything, she washed her hands, and after making sure that her hands didn't have that unpleasant fishy smell, she rinsed off the foam on the hand soap and put it in the hand soap box in Shen Sheng's hand.

"My mother has not been in good health recently."

Shen Sheng let out an 'ah', lowered his head, covered the box in his hand, and put it back in place.

Shiina washed her hands clean and turned the faucet tightly.

There was still water hanging down from the faucet, swaying, and finally turned into water droplets due to gravity, dripping into the soil.

The afternoon sunshine in autumn is not as compelling as in summer. I don't know if it's because the snapdragons are swaying in the air by the flower branches, but Shen Sheng actually feels that there is a little wind in this hot afternoon.

"I think my mother is right, I'm not suitable for big things." Shiina did not get up, staring at the little water from the faucet.

"Great things cannot be accomplished by one person. Of course you are not suitable for doing big things alone." Shen Sheng replied.

Shiina gave a casual "oh", got up and patted her hunting clothes, looked down at Shen Sheng who was still sitting on the ground with a rare condescension, and said, "You are not suitable either."

Shen Sheng nodded.

"You still admit it like that."

Shen Sheng got up, patted the ashes on his pants: "Yes, doing big things is a matter of conscience."

Shiina laughed out loud when he heard this, he rubbed the corners of his mouth that was a little stiff from smiling: "Stop making trouble, you are the most heartless."

Shen Sheng looked at him, and walked straight towards the corridor: "Maybe."

……

When Shiina Shii went back, Shen Sheng just received a letter from the time government, which showed the materials of Honmaru that needed to be recovered.

She flipped through the documents, and when she saw Honmaru's number, she quickly changed into her job report outfit, put on a mask and went out.

It's not time for dinner yet, and the second team that went to Osaka Castle hasn't come back yet.

She talked to Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada, called out Foxnosuke and teleported to the foot of the mountain, walked to the gate of the enchantment and walked out.

There was no light in that long passage, only the sound of Shen Sheng's footsteps echoed.

She walked to the door, took a deep breath, and pushed the door open.

The familiar Honmaru in front of her eyes was different from the past, she walked towards the open door, and walked towards the room in a familiar but awkward way.

I didn't meet a Fusangshen along the way.

She pursed her lips, walked to the interrogator's room and opened the door.

The purpose of entry is some haggard colleagues.

She sat on the futon in her job report clothes, and put the mask she wore when she was on a mission on the low table in front of her eyes; her colleague took a sip of the cold tea, and when he saw Shen Sheng in front of him, he showed a serious expression.

"It's really you."

Shen Sheng stood at the door and didn't speak. After a while, she walked in and sat opposite the short table.

There are only two cups of tea and a dagger on the low table.

Shen Sheng looked at the dagger on the table and didn't speak, waiting for his colleague to speak.

The colleague on the opposite side drank the cold tea in her hand, and habitually turned sideways as if to pass the teacup in her hand to someone; her hand paused in the air, retracted, and put the teacup on the table again.

She looked at the dagger in front of her eyes: "Habits are terrible."

The sitting colleague rested his elbows on the table and rested his chin with one hand: "What do you think?"

Shen Sheng stared at the dagger on the low table, her gaze shifted from the dagger to the face of her colleague, who explained to her with a calm expression: "I'm no longer useful."

She simply lay down on the table, her tone a little self-defeating: "You know about the sudden increase in time-traveling troops, right?"

Shen Sheng nodded.

The colleague raised his head and rested his chin on the table, looking up at Shen Sheng, and then she got up, her movements and behavior were no different from usual.

"The main force of my Honmaru's sword was almost all broken in that battle."

"All the six knives of the second brigade were folded in Mount Houshi. The news that came back told me that there were more than ten time-traveling troops, and there were shikigami among them."

The colleague rested her chin on one hand and looked at the dagger in front of her. She sighed, stretched out her hand, and traced the dagger bit by bit with her fingertips.

"The higher-ups let me go, but the Yin Yang family won't let go of such a good opportunity. I'm not you, and the higher-ups won't choose to protect me."

……

Knowing that he must die, the god judge threw all the swords in the pill into the sword solution pool.

Resolute and ruthless.

She left behind the body of the first-forged knife that she had the most affection for, as if to commemorate something, and the dark red liquid bloomed on it.

When Shen Sheng returned to Honmaru, she felt a little uncomfortable looking at the snapdragons all over the place, especially those snapdragons suddenly screamed the moment she appeared.

The roaring sound filled the whole honwan, making Shen Sheng feel restless.

The roar of the snapdragon naturally attracted people, and Hakata was the first to come.

Shen Sheng frowned, walked over and squatted down: "Shiina brought you here today? What's the matter?"

Bodo, who was asked, was taken aback by her tone, stepped back a few steps to distance himself, and then said, "My lord."

Shen Sheng was stunned.

Yaki Hasebe ran over and saw Hakata and Shen Sheng talking, he was a little panicked: "My lord! I'm very sorry, this is the new Hakata Toshiro."

Hakata Toshiro?

One of Osaka Castle F4.

"They brought it back with one phase and one shock?"

Press-cut Hase nods.Shen Sheng rubbed her temples and felt a little tired, and was about to tell Hasebe beside her that she would not have dinner tonight, but before she could say anything, she was stopped by the sound of footsteps in the corridor.

Akita who rushed over hurriedly became excited the moment he saw her, and rubbed her like a cat: "My lord, you are back! We are preparing for the welcome party in Hakata, my lord, come here!"

What Shen Sheng didn't say, everything he wanted to say was beaten back.

She pursed her lips and nodded, and saw Akita holding her hand and leading her towards the restaurant.

Hakata and Hasebe behind him hurriedly followed. When the four of them arrived at the restaurant, they opened the Zhangzi door, and Shen Sheng saw two banners hanging on the top, one of which read 'Congratulations to Awataguchi for finally welcoming Hakata Fuji! Shiro! ’ The other said, ‘Congratulations on clearing the [-]th floor below Osaka Castle! '

It seems that one exclamation point is not imposing enough, and a few more exclamation points are pasted crookedly on the back.

Shen Sheng walked to the seat, Tsurumaru Kuninaga came over as soon as he sat down, he held up the sake and looked at Shen Sheng: "Little girl, your complexion is not very good, are you sick?"

I went to the expedition in the morning, and went to do extra tasks in the afternoon.

It was already late at night and she came back.

Listening to his words, Shen Sheng shook his head: "No. Recently, the problem of the time-traveling army has caused a lot of affairs to be dealt with. Just take a rest."

Nippon Kai and Fudo Yukimitsu, who were trying to come over to drink, listened to this, smiled with the wine in their hands, and ran to drink Hasebe.

The candlestick holding the bean cake, Qie Guangzhong, came over, put one hand on her forehead, looked at the explosion wound on her head, and said in a worried tone, "My lord, go to rest." After speaking, he put down the bean cake in his hand: "I'll take the lord back to the room."

Shen Sheng shook his head and got up by himself: "It's okay, I'll just go back by myself."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga bit a piece of rice cake and asked vaguely: "Is it really not necessary?"

Shen Sheng shook her head and pursed her lips: "I still have a report to write, and I'll go to bed right away after finishing it, and Mr. Guangzhong doesn't have to bring me food anymore. I'll go first, you guys have fun."

She finished speaking and walked straight to the door.

Standing on the corridor and closing the Zhangzi door, Shen Sheng heaved a sigh of relief after being cut off from the laughter and laughter in the restaurant.

She turned around and went back to the room, took out a pen and paper and the documents received in the morning and began to write this report.

——【349 Honmaru's god judge is nameless and has fallen. 】

——[Arranging the second team Fu Sangshen went to Houxi Mountain without giving instructions, maliciously smashing knives. 】

——[The nameless god judge cut off the spiritual power of his close attendant Yakuken Toshiro, and the knife solved the other Fusangshen. 】

Shen Sheng wrote one by one.

Every time I write an article, the booming in my ears gets louder and louder.

Those external explanations and reports that she had written countless times pressed on her nerves again and again.

There was no wind outside the house, and the knife bell downstairs suddenly rang for some reason, which disturbed the snapdragon grass in the courtyard.

Shen Sheng looked at the report in his hand and squeezed the pen in his hand.

The nib of the pen in my hand is piercing into the paper; black ink is emerging from the nib bit by bit, seeping into the paper, and the ink where the pen stops seems to be like the sound of a knife bell outside, getting bigger and bigger.

She stared at the ink blot, and when she pressed her hand hard, the pen took notes and tore the paper in her hand.

The sound of the paper being torn was very obvious in the sound of the knife bell, and the sharpness seemed to pierce her eardrums; the pen in her hand was still exerting force, and the tip of the pen was firmly embedded in the paper.

Shen Sheng lowered his head, his chest heaving violently.

There was obviously no wind, but the knife bell outside the house rang like a strong wind.

The sound of footsteps landed on the window sill lightly, followed by a boyish tone.

"Little girl."

She froze, not daring to look back.