[Comprehensive] Dark Honmaru Whitening Daily

The street lamp cast a little light, reflecting on the ghostly face.

The ghostly lanterns driving the car frightened the body straightened: "Six, 666 six..."

It purred its tongue: "Is it the adults of the Six Paths and the Taoists?"

Six tribes?

The man responded briefly, his eyes hidden under the mask were as sharp as a sword.

"Please come in." Lu Qiaoqiao tried her best to put away her nervousness, said calmly, and smiled at him.

The bamboo curtain swayed down, the bullock cart vibrated slightly, and flew into the night sky again.

The man sat down against the wall of the car, with one leg propped up, and his posture did not appear restrained.The knife at his waist bumped against the carriage, making a slight sound.

California Qingguang leaned slightly and stood in front of Lu Qiaoqiao. In the dim light and shadow, Yamato Shou'an's hand quietly reached under his sleeve, and grabbed the girl's wrist.

Speechless for a while.

Layers of clouds and mist passed by outside the window. In the silence, the man suddenly raised his hand and held down the knife at his waist.

He carried a total of three swords, two on his waist and one Taidao on his back.

"Little girl," the man said, his voice was hoarse and deep, "Are you the newly-appointed judge?"

Lu Qiaoqiao felt that Yamato Shou'an tightened his hands slightly.

Her expression remained unchanged, and she hooked his palm with her backhand to calm his emotions.

"Yes." She smiled at the man, "These two are my contract Fusangshen, hello."

"Hey."

The man smiled inexplicably.

"What are you laughing at?" California Qingguang asked gloomyly.

But the man never looked at him at all, as if he was something that didn't exist, he just nodded slightly to Lu Qiaoqiao: "Your spiritual power is very good."

"Because of you, the knife on my body has become restless."

He removed the knife from his waist and held it in his hand.Under the reflection of the faint will-o'-the-wisp, the sword in his hand seemed to be trembling slightly, as if it had life.

California Qingguang carefully identified for a while, then suddenly lost his voice: "Tong Tianguan?"

"Qing Guang?"

"Master," California Kiyomitsu said hastily, "That's the Token Fusangshen named Tong Tian Guan Zhenguo."

Yamato Moran held the handle of the knife with one hand: "The other swords on his body are not ordinary unknown people. They are all conscious swords and swords."

Under the hostile gaze of the two Fusangshen, the man sat firmly.

"God judge," he looked at Lu Qiaoqiao, "keep looking at me, do you have any dissatisfaction with this subordinate?"

Lu Qiaoqiao straightened up: "Why did you let them... show up in this posture?"

The man let out a sneer.

"This kind of posture is their original appearance."

He suddenly pulled out the knife named Tongtian Guanzhengguo, and the sharp blade immediately shone with a cold light.

"Sharp, hard, galloping on the battlefield, beheading the enemy, being held by others, and fighting as a weapon, this is the sword."

"But the knife in your hand is already conscious!" California Qingguang said angrily.

"The sword does not need to have its own will." The man said firmly.

The bullock cart clanged and fell suddenly, the carriage shook, and he coldly glanced at Fu Sangshen with an angry face.He said to Lu Qiaoqiao: "God judges, don't forget that they are just knives in essence."

"Be deceived by the appearance of Fusangshen, and you will step into evil ways."

He jumped out of the car suddenly and let go of the bamboo curtain with a wave.

California Qingguang angrily closed the compartment.

"What, that person. He even preached to the master."

The carp windmill turned again, and Lu Qiaoqiao opened the curtains. A huge torii gate was faintly revealed in the layered clouds. The steps were suspended in the air. The masked man was stepping on these suspended steps, step by step toward the Torii walked.

It is the government of the time, the regent set up in this city.

She wanted to see more clearly, the bullock cart increased its speed, and the man and the regent were getting farther and farther away, and soon became a faint silhouette.

Lu Qiaoqiao lowered the curtains: "That person just now is from the government?"

"Yes." Yamato Shouan calmly said, "It's a good representation of the government's attitude."

—The sword needs no will.

Just implement the way of weapons thoroughly.

"That's an adult from the tribe of the Six Paths." A voice said faintly.The will-o'-the-wisp lantern peeped at the girl from the gap in the curtains, and said with its tongue, "Everyone is very afraid of them."

Lu Qiaoqiao said very gently: "Mr. Lantern, can you please explain it carefully?"

The Ghost Fire Lantern regained vigor immediately, it didn't dare to get into the car under the eyes of Fu Sangshen, but stuck its body completely against the window: "The tribes of the Six Paths, even the elders in the capital dare not offend exist."

"All of them can easily crush little monsters like us, and they don't usually see people. I heard, I heard... Among them, there is a group of them, who are so powerful that even Lord God Judge is afraid of them. "

"That group of people... will wear masks."

"What do they mainly do?"

The ghost lantern faltered for a long time: "Others, the villain doesn't know, but... those who wear masks, it is said that they used to..."

"Some Honmaru once broke into, and then those Honmaru disappeared."

"Hey, Lord God Judge," the lights flickered, "Don't worry, a God Judge with powerful spiritual power like you is a noble person, and will be carefully protected. The adults of the Six Paths Tribe, although very Fierce, but just don't provoke them, they are really not very visible..."

The carp windmill stopped.

"Hey, we've arrived at Wanwu."

Lu Qiaoqiao was supported and got out of the bullock cart. She thanked the will-o'-the-wisp lantern earnestly, and paid spiritual power as the fare. The little monster immediately trembled with joy.

"My job number is Ding Sanqi. If you go back, call me by my job number, and I will show up right away."

It flicked its tongue and left reluctantly.

It was late at night, and Shi Zhijing was unusually quiet.After leaving Kabukicho, except for the masked man, I never saw any other judges.

This is also normal, no matter where it is, at night, the most lively scene must be the sensual scene.

It's just that this huge city is indeed a little too quiet.

This only shows that the number of god judges under the government of the time is not too many.

But did such a luxurious city be built for it?

Lu Qiaoqiao was thoughtful.

"Master, this is Wanwu."

Lu Qiaoqiao turned around, and not far ahead, there was a building similar to a shrine, but there was no torii sign, and there was only a statue of... Foxosuke by the door.

On closer inspection, the house has windows, but no doors.

"Master, put your hand on the wall." Yamato Shouan said calmly, he hesitated for a while, and then said to Lu Qiaoqiao, "Then, say 'ren 71'."

"... Ren 71?"

The wall of Wanwu suddenly disappeared out of thin air. Lu Qiaoqiao was still in the posture of reaching out, but she was already in a brightly lit interior room. The printed wallpaper and the comfortable sofa came into view together. This is a very modern house. The most conspicuous thing is the laptop placed on the coffee table.

"Eh?"

"Master," Yamato Shou'an was not surprised, "What I asked you to tell me just now is...that person's number."

"To enter Wanwu, you need to report the number, and then a space will be generated, which will be arranged by the god judge himself. The furnishings here are all set by him before."

'That', of course, refers to the male judge.

No wonder the room is filled with modern vibes.

Lu Qiaoqiao nodded: "Is there such a thing as the interrogator's number?"

"Both Honmaru and the god judges have numbers. Ren is the batch, which represents the ninth batch of god judges recruited by the government. The following numbers are the order of individuals."

"That thing," he pointed to the computer on the coffee table, obviously not knowing what it was called, "I've seen that one before, and I used it to contact other god judges. It seems that there is a computer hidden in it that can contact all judges. A tool of the gods."

"Finally we can start collecting intelligence," said California Qingguang, "this appearance is really not cute."

"Have you seen it before?"

"That, of course!"

California Qingguang refuted a few words without confidence, and suddenly realized that Lu Qiaoqiao had been silent since just now.

He turned around, and saw the girl lowered her head, thoughtful.

"Master," he asked strangely, "what's wrong?"

"Qingguang," Lu Qiaoqiao didn't look at the 'notebook' on the coffee table, but asked, "You once said that the coordinates of each homimara are kept secret?"

"Yes..." California Qingguang said in confusion, "This is to protect the main pill, and prevent the enemy from controlling it. Only the god judge knows it."

"If the contract exists," Yamato Mamoru added, "we can also use the contract to get a little sense of the direction."

"Hmm." Lu Qiaoqiao replied, then fell silent again.

She walked slowly to the sofa and opened the notebook. What she saw was not a common style in the world, but more like two thin LCD panels that were pieced together.

"Hey, why didn't it light up?" Yamato Mamoru Anding suddenly said.

"now it's right."

Lu Qiaoqiao stretched out her finger and lightly pressed it on the 'notebook': "I tried to input spiritual power just now, and got two results. First, this is not a computer, but a device with spiritual power. Second, , it didn't respond to my spiritual power."

"Owner?"

"Qingguang," Lu Qiaoqiao said, "Do you still remember, the lantern said just now that those people wearing masks once entered the homicide of other god judges."

"You said, why can they do this?"

"They are from the government," said Qingguang, "it's easy to know the coordinates of Honmaru..."

Halfway through the speech, he stopped by himself.

"The coordinates of this pill are actually equivalent to the address. Knowing the coordinates can only lock that pill more precisely." Lu Qiaoqiao said, "The real key 'key'..."

She rested her finger on the 'notebook': "It should be from the God-inspector, spiritual power."

Lu Qiaoqiao has met a lot of God examiners. Everyone's spiritual power is different, just like people's fingerprints and DNA are definitely not the same, so is spiritual power.

So the 'notebook' has no response to her spiritual power, because she uses the number of the God-inspector No. 71, and the 'notebook' records his spiritual power.

"That person just now... has a very special spiritual power fluctuation on his mask."

"Intangible and qualityless, this is the first time I've seen this kind of spiritual power, similar to air and water. It's definitely not naturally generated. It's more like it's been 'purified'."

She bent her fingers, and a wisp of spiritual energy hovered around her fingertips. Lu Qiaoqiao tried to shake the spiritual energy, and then suddenly pressed on the notebook.

Under Fu Sangshen's gaze, the 'notebook' glowed slightly, as if it had been activated, and the screen suddenly lit up.

"Oh, I guessed it right." The girl smiled, her eyes sparkling, "I tried to simulate that kind of spiritual power...it really can activate it."

"Sure enough, the Government of Time has issued special 'keys' to its staff."

The key to open the Honmaru is the "spiritual power" of the god judge himself, and the other is the invisible and intangible spiritual power set by the Government of Time.

This kind of thing similar to the back door is probably to make it easier to manage the judges under his command.

"An Ding," she suddenly turned her head, and said mournfully to the blue eyes beside her, "So...do you know the coordinates of the god-inspector Honmaru who summoned you?"

Yamato Mamoru was stunned for a moment: "I only have a vague feeling. I have recorded the approximate location because of the contract before. The specifics... are not clear."

"That's great. That's enough." Lu Qiaoqiao smiled, and the girl raised her hand, her fingers danced easily, as if she was pinching something, and a cloud of spiritual energy gradually formed in her palm.

In the end, it freezes into a ghost mask that looks exactly like the man.

She put the mask on her face: "With this mask, I should also be able to directly enter other people's Honmaru like a government worker. Let's go, let's go to that Honmaru."