[Comprehensive] Dark Honmaru Whitening Daily

Lu Qiaoqiao's memory about Ping'an Jing is not complete.Some fragments of memory seemed to be covered by clouds, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't recall them.

However, in this vague memory, there was a person who left a vivid impression on her.

——That was the man standing in front of her at this very moment, calling himself the 'medicine seller'.

In the darkness, the girl opened her eyes wide with an incredible expression.

The long-term memory was slightly billowed, and the fragments emerged one by one.

In the end, her eyes fixed on the man's face.

——Exactly the same as in her memory.

Therefore, it also surprised Lu Qiaoqiao.

"It's really you, Mr. Yakuro." The girl said softly, "How did you...appear here?"

The man didn't answer immediately, he tilted the umbrella back slightly, leaned the umbrella handle on his shoulder, followed the silk thread under the girl's feet, and looked at the huge 'Honmaru' hidden in the darkness behind her. After a long time, he made a sound Long sigh.

"Like an endless hell..."

He said in a very soft voice, and then turned his gaze to Lu Qiaoqiao.

For some reason, Lu Qiaoqiao vaguely felt that she was being watched by a god.

"Is this the 'truth' and 'form' you carry?"

'True', 'shaped'?

"Everything in the world has its 'shape', 'truth', and 'reason'." As if aware of her doubts, the man said unhurriedly, "Shape is form, form."

He raised his finger and pointed to the 'Honmaru' behind Lu Qiaoqiao: "For example, it, this image of being entangled in the fire of evil karma, like a living hell, is its true nature, that is, the 'form'."

"And 'truth' is the truth, the essence—its essence is the aggregation of many resentments."

"The last thing is 'reason'."

"The so-called 'reason'...is the hardest thing to explore. It is the appearance of the heart, that is, the most true thoughts in the bottom of the heart."

His fingers moved slowly, and when they finally stopped, they pointed at Lu Qiaoqiao:

"So... what do you think in your heart?"

After a while, Lu Qiaoqiao came back to her senses: "What?"

She blinked, couldn't help turning her head, glanced at the 'Honmaru' hidden in the darkness behind her, and then looked at the man's finger pointing at her.

"You, are you asking me?"

Although she didn't quite understand it, the so-called 'form' and 'truth' refer to Honmaru, right?so--

"Why do you... ask 'my' thoughts?"

"It's very dangerous if you can't see your own heart clearly." The man said softly, "Only this point must be decided by yourself."

Lu Qiaoqiao was shocked.

She felt inexplicably guilty, as if someone had exposed her mind, and almost subconsciously refuted the man.

This weird guilty conscience surprised Lu Qiaoqiao herself. She tried her best to resist the emotion of wanting to defend herself, and after thinking carefully for a moment, she sincerely said, "I seem...to be really lost."

"I'm sorry," the girl was a little ashamed, "Mr. Yaolang, I don't know what I really think."

She thought for a while and added: "At least I don't know now."

"Do you know where this is, God Judge?"

Lu Qiaoqiao tilted her head:

"My dream?"

After she finished speaking softly, she suddenly realized what was happening, and whispered: "Ah——"

"Wait, since it's in my dream, then why did Mr. Yaolang appear?" The girl held her chin and said in embarrassment, "I definitely didn't miss Mr. Yaolang every day, so much so that I dreamed about it. "

"And, besides, this isn't an ordinary dream, is it?"

The girl stretched out her hand, and pressed it on her forehead with a 'snap': "It was 'Honmaru' who dragged me here... Oops, in this way..."

"I'm just a drug seller," the man said calmly, "I'm not a monster that invades dreams."

"I don't doubt that you are a monster," the girl waved her hand quickly, "absolutely not."

"No, it's better to say," she lowered her voice, a little shy, "but I think you are like a god?"

"...Oh?"

"Although it's impolite to say that, you shouldn't be human, right?"

Lu Qiaoqiao smiled softly, and the girl also raised her hand, pointing to the man's ear from a distance: "Your ears are pointy."

"Can't this be evidence of a 'god'?"

"Say, that's right."

Lu Qiaoqiao rubbed her fingers and whispered, "It's just my feeling... Regarding your memory, I seem to be missing something, it's very vague, and I seem to have forgotten a lot of things."

"However," the girl stretched out her hand and pressed it lightly on her heart, "every time I see you, I feel a sense of kindness. I always feel that I have been helped a lot by you?"

"This should be the most real thought about you in my heart, which is 'reason'."

For a moment, Lu Qiaoqiao seemed to see the corners of the man's lips curled up slightly. It was not a smile embellished by lip makeup, but a real smile.

His face suddenly became vivid.Exuding a stunning demeanor.

Lu Qiaoqiao suddenly felt amazed, and the girl opened her eyes wide: "Are you laughing?"

She honestly praised: "You are so beautiful when you smile."

"beauty?"

The man raised his hand and gently pressed the corner of his upper lip: "Thanks for your praise, God judge."

While talking, he started to walk towards Lu Qiaoqiao.

"wait wait wait!"

Lu Qiaoqiao was startled, she stretched out her hands involuntarily, and waved them quickly: "You want to come over? Don't stop, stop!"

She was obviously very anxious, trying to stop the man's footsteps, but no matter how eagerly she waved her arms, her feet seemed to be rooted and remained motionless.

Or rather, unable to move.

"Mr. Yaolang, stop now," Lu Qiaoqiao said in a panic, "Although I don't know what method you used to get in here, but if you get any closer, you will definitely be swallowed..."

jingle.

The sound of the bell slipped past her ears like a spider's thread.

The bright color of the umbrella came into her sight, and the man stopped in front of her, the distance between them was only half a step.

Lu Qiaoqiao's words got stuck in her throat before she finished speaking. She opened her eyes wide, at such a close distance, the faint aroma of herbs, mixed with a wisp of sandalwood, escaped from the man's body and surrounded her body. nose.

"...Mr. Yakuro?"

"Don't be surprised," the drug seller tilted the umbrella slightly, "Under this umbrella, the breath below will not be discovered by the living hell."

"Besides," he said in a calm tone, "you are the master of this place. For me, an intruder... your heart is not hostile."

Then, Lu Qiaoqiao saw his smile again.

Very shallow, fleeting.

"Hey, how should I put it?" He slowed down his tone a little, "In the minds of the god judges, I am a 'god', a trustworthy existence...Although I am just a drug seller, I got I can't help but feel a little happy about such a courtesy."

"Yes, that's it..."

Lu Qiaoqiao couldn't move, seeing the man's face getting closer and closer, she couldn't help turning her body slightly, raised her hands, and stood in front of her: "Mr. Yaolang...you stand too close, I'm not used to it. "

According to Lu Qiaoqiao's understanding of this 'drug seller', he was a polite gentleman who never did anything embarrassing, but this time, after she spoke, the man did not back away.

Instead, he held up her wrist.

Lu Qiaoqiao was taken aback. Her right hand was held, and the warm body temperature burned onto her skin instantly. The man held her wrist, as if he was examining something, and looked at it carefully.

"Mr. Yakuro?"

Lu Qiaoqiao subconsciously withdrew her hand. As soon as she exerted force, the drug seller let go of her hand.

"I'm sorry," the man said softly, "The God Judge's wrist is slender and beautiful, I couldn't help but take another look."

"...(⊙⊙)"

This is obviously just an excuse he made up casually.

Lu Qiaoqiao blinked, then gave him a small stare.

"I am serious."

"Mr. Yaolang," Lu Qiaoqiao felt helpless, "What exactly do you want to do?"

The man didn't answer right away.Just turned the umbrella in his hand.

The handle of the umbrella shook, so Lu Qiaoqiao heard the bell again.

Jingle bells - crisp and melodious.

The ringing of the bell was continuous, and the drug seller let go of his hand, and the umbrella that he had been holding in his hand floated leisurely.

Then, the bell tied under the handle of the umbrella finally appeared in front of Lu Qiaoqiao.

The man stretched out his hand and lightly flicked the tassel tied under the bell, making the bell make continuous sounds: "The purpose of me is just to let you hear the ringtone."

"ring?"

"Yes, don't forget this voice, follow it when you are lost, don't forget it."

Lu Qiaoqiao was a little confused: "Is this why you came to my dream?"

She felt her hair being gently stroked.

Without warning, the drug seller raised his hand and gently stroked the girl's hair.

"I originally planned to see if there was a way to free you from this living hell... After all, it is too cruel for you to bear this kind of thing."

"However, something was beyond my expectation. Even if you were confused, you never wavered."

"In this era, meeting you again is really a miracle. Even I, I can't help being a little happy... After a long time, I saw such a beautiful and pure soul again."

The man's slender fingertips gently stroked her hair: "Remember it, don't forget this ringtone, and... Hurry up..."

His voice became softer and weaker, until it was almost a whisper.Lu Qiaoqiao couldn't help but said, "Mr. Yaolang, what are you talking about?"

Her vision suddenly went dark.

The drug seller's hand slid down and gently covered her eyes.

The last thing she heard was a long sigh, gently wrapping around her ears.

"Even if you haven't understood your own intentions, you have already made a choice... But, God Judge, that is the most difficult and cruelest..."

"It used to be the same. Every night, in the dream, I would fall into the deepest part of the living hell..."

"I'm used to it, so don't you find it difficult?"

"Then, just tonight, please sleep peacefully. I will be here with you until you wake up."

……

…………

Dawn is approaching, the moonlight has sunk, and the last darkness before daylight envelops the courtyard.

In Kun's dormitory, the floor lamp has run out of electricity, and only emits a faint light like a dying candle.The young man folded his sleeves and sat quietly on the soft couch.

He lowered his head, a large amount of white hair was exposed, it was only the past night, but he looked as if he had aged suddenly.

"This body is really useless. If you stay up a little bit late, you won't be able to bear it anymore."

Kun laughed at himself.

"So, after hearing so much, what do you think, Sanriyue Palace?"

Opposite him, Fu Sangshen sat upright with no expression on his face.

The light of the ground lamp struggled slightly, and finally went out completely.A ray of dawn passed through the crack of the door and fell into the room, creating a white streak between the two of them.

After a long time, Sanri Yue Zongjin said: "At first, I thought it was strange that even though you have retired as a god judge, it is absolutely impossible for you not to be able to detect the aura of the dark fallen Fusangshen."

"I really noticed it," Kun said with a light smile, "Aside from other things, just the breath of that Tsurumaru Temple alone can't hide the past... Ah, but I was also surprised, the first person who fell into the dark Fusangshen, the legendary black crane, could be Xiao Liu's contract sword."

"You surprised me too, Sanriyue Palace." He looked at Fu Sangshen again, his eyes lingering on the corner of the ghost that Sanriyue Zong had unreservedly exposed, "at night, you actually appeared with this appearance... Are you trying to test me? Haha, but, as I said, I feel happy instead."

The young man lowered his eyes: "The lord who can make Heihe, and Fu Sangshen like you, follow again must be a good boy. I didn't choose the wrong person."

"..."

Three days Yue Zongjin didn't answer, Fu Sangshen stood up silently, and nodded to the young man: "It's almost dawn, I have to go back to the Lord's side."

"Sanriyue Temple," Kun stood up, the young man staggered twice before he could stand still, he panted slightly, "I know, you have doubts about me, but please believe me... in that shrine , are all divine swords.”

He took a light breath, emphasized his tone, and repeated again: "They are all magic swords!"

"If it's possible," he smiled wryly, "I would rather end everything by myself. It's my fault after all. Especially now, that child, Xiaoliu... was taken by the legendary great Onmyoji, When Ma Cang Ye Wang is watching."

"But I... I'm afraid I don't have time."

Fu Sangshen didn't answer him.

On the third day, Yue Zongjin didn't turn his head back, he stretched out his hand and opened the barrier door, and the dawn light slanted in, suddenly illuminating the bedroom.

"Then," Fu Sangshen said politely, "I will take my leave first."

The shoji door closed.

Sanri Yuezong stood in front of the door for a while, then walked along the corridor towards the inner garden.

The early morning mist filled his feet, the leaves were dotted with morning dew, and the courtyard was silent. Occasionally, the wind blew by, startling the sleeping birds on the thin bamboo, and the elf suddenly flapped its wings and flew away with a clear cry. Far.

Fu Sangshen kept walking, crossed the curved bridge, stepped on the stone steps, and walked to the depths of the inner garden.He stopped in front of Lu Qiaoqiao's dormitory.

Overnight, nothing has changed here, except for a few more footprints on the corridor.

Sanri Yuezong took his actions lightly and slowly opened the door. He raised his sleeves to block the morning light through the crack of the door, and then slowly walked to the bed.

On another couch in the room, Shu Zhen Dao Jian lay quietly under the quilt.

Fu Sangshen took a look at them, then bypassed the sword and sat down in front of Lu Qiaoqiao's bed.

He sat upright on his knees, with his hands on his knees, and stared down at the girl's sleeping face.

"..."

After a long time, Lu Qiaoqiao's eyelashes fluttered like a butterfly flapping its wings. After a while, the girl slowly opened her eyes.

She sat up as if sleepwalking, yawned a little, and then looked at Fu Sangshen in confusion: "Mr. Sanriyue?"

The girl raised her hand, shaking her wrist slightly: "Yawn...good morning."

"Haha, are you awake?"

Fu Sangshen stretched out his hand, and took out the Tai Dao she was holding in his arms, without even looking at the legend Tai Guang Shi, who was famous all over the world, he put it aside casually.

Then he stretched out his arms, as if embracing a treasure, and took the girl into his arms.

"Good morning."

He lowered his voice, responded to the girl's greeting, slightly moved his lips next to her ear, and said in a very soft voice: "Qiao Qiao."

Lu Qiaoqiao opened her eyes, as if You were in a dream, and did not respond to the hug of the mournful god.

"I'm sorry... I promised you to sleep with you. However, I violated the agreement."

Fu Sangshen stroked the girl's hair slowly: "There are some things, if you don't confirm them, it's hard to feel at ease."

He lowered his eyes, and the girl in his arms was still unresponsive. It seemed that although her body had woken up, her soul was stuck in a deeper place, and it would take some time to return to her body.

"Now, even I am troubled."

"In this present world, I will meet that Onmyoji, King Ma Cang Ye."

Fu Sangshen's eyes seemed to be filled with mist. He stretched out his hand and pushed the girl's collar away.

The loose bathrobe slipped off immediately, and the morning light filtered through the silk cloth of the shoji door and fell on Lu Qiaoqiao's body, revealing the scars on her body in front of Fu Sangshen's eyes.

This is clearly a beautiful piece of flesh.

Youthful, slender, white, curvaceous and graceful - if not for those horrible scars.

The overlapping knife wounds that were usually covered by the cloth almost spanned her entire back. One can imagine how sharp the sword that flew from her back was.

And now, there were two newly healed scars on her chest and abdomen.

——That is exactly what is left after being pierced by the fire spirit body.

"..."

Fu Sangshen's fingers slowly stroked the girl's body, starting from the abdomen, all the way up, and finally stopped at her chest.

He stroked the indelible scar.

"It must hurt."

"I'm sorry, everything started because of me... If at the beginning..."

"If you don't even fall with your heart, you will cut off your karma, then..."

"Mr. Sanriyue?"

A somewhat surprised voice interrupted his words.

Mikazuki Zongjin's fingers snapped.

Surprise appeared in the eyes of Five Swords Under Heaven. He raised his head and saw the girl in his arms staring at him with rounded eyes.

"You, what are you doing...?"