The judge of the gods is covered in liver [Comprehensive]

After cutting off contact with Mrs. Uchiha, Hoshino, who was sitting on the porch, looked up at Honmaru.At this time, it was the end of winter in Honmaru, the vegetation was desolate, no dead branches could be seen on the ground, and the courtyard was cleaned up by the diligent fusangshen.

Yamato Mori's excited cries can be heard in the hand-gaming room not far away, and Hasebe, who is cutting and cutting, is carefully checking the growth of the crops in the field...

What a peaceful and peaceful day.

Hoshino turned his head, and asked Dato who was wrapped in a sheet beside him, "Yamabagiri, do you like this Honmaru?"

Yamabukiri was sitting by the side of the examiner, a little distracted, he quickly came back to his senses when he heard the question, and stammered in a low voice and replied: "I, I like this Honmaru...but, but it's an imitation like me Opinions should be insignificant..."

Hoshino chuckled, and pulled the sheet over his head: "When can you be more honest?"

Yamabuki Kunihiro wanted to reply, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only purse his lips to make his sitting posture more correct.

"If someone wants to kick us out of this Honmaru, will Yamabukiri be willing?"

"Absolutely not!" Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro replied categorically. After seeing the smiling eyes of the judge, that little courage deflated instantly like a punctured balloon, "However, if my lord is going Where, I can follow..."

The ending sound was so low that it was almost inaudible, and Yamabagiri tried his best to shrink himself under the sheet, covering up his flushed cheeks.

Hoshino didn't embarrass himself as he was easily shy and hit the knife, turned his head, and said in a brisk tone: "I'm relieved when you say that."

what?

Simply hitting the knife did not hear the meaning of the interrogator's words, and the other party had no intention of explaining.

Because of the closed structure of the Honmaru, despite the loud gongs and drums outside, Fu Sangshen will not be affected as long as the examiner can hold on.Hoshino is such a stable judge, she even took the time to go to Heian capital with her own knife - of course, without mustache.

In the third day, Yue Zongjin and Abe Seimei had a very happy conversation. In the first episode, Yizhen and Yuan Boya had an in-depth exchange of experience about parenting (not), and Xiaohumaru and Xiaobai hit it off.In short, the Heianjing Expedition should be regarded as a great success.

Ishikirimaru sat in the courtyard with a smile on his face. These ancient swords carried a heavy sense of history. When they really showed the demeanor left by thousands of years, they were like natives of Heianjing. Not a little out of place.However, the vast majority of god judges are not qualified to appreciate it.

"Ah... this seems to be the closest I've been to the lord." Ishikimaru sighed.

"No." Hoshino corrected his mistake, "The time I was closest to you, shouldn't I be the one who pulled you up from the ground?"

"Ahem——this... let's not mention it..." Shi Qiewan choked on his tea, his face flushed a little.

He still remembered that when he saw the lord for the first time, he had just appeared, surrounded by tunnels emitting yellow lights.Just when he thought that he was about to enter the battlefield, the god judge handed him a rope made of condensed spiritual power.

[What is this for? ]

Ishikimaru was holding the rope and didn't know why.

[Tie it up and pull you up, you are the last knife I caught today. ]

The judge replied.

So, Ishikirimaru was dragged up with an expression of "who am I, where am I, and why did I do this?"Fortunately, the companions above looked even more exciting after seeing him, so that he would not make him lose his composure too much.

"That's not what I mean. I mean—" Ishikimaru organized his words, and said with a chuckle, "My lord has been traveling far away with short knives and other swords that look more energetic, but I don't like body shape too much. A mature sword."

"Is there?" Hoshino thought for a while, "I didn't do this on purpose, it was probably a coincidence."

Shi Qie Wan shook his head, but he didn't chase after him.

The cherry blossoms in Seimei Garden always bloom unbeaten, unless the onmyoji's spiritual power is exhausted or the time is deliberately changed, which is similar to Honmaru.But the cherry blossoms in the courtyard are more lively and natural, which shows the strength of Onmyoji.

This is also normal.In order to expand the team of god-inspectors, the government of the time recruited all of them, as long as they possessed spiritual power, regardless of their personalities, strengths or weaknesses. There is a lack of good communication, so these people are a mix of good and bad, and many new minders go for months without knowing how to run the hunk.

But Onmyoji is different.Most of the onmyoji have a teacher, and their onmyoji has been passed down from generation to generation, and the torch is endless.There are a few like Hoshino, and many onmyojis are willing to share their experiences and even secret techniques with her. Onmyolia encourages onmyojis to communicate with each other, and rewards those onmyojis who support their younger generations.

Because of this, the Onmyojis are grouped together, while the God-inspectors are scattered a lot.

"...Then let's bother you next time." Hoshino bowed slightly to bid farewell to Abe Seimei, Mikazuki Zongjin and other swordsmen also bowed and saluted, and everyone enjoyed themselves.

Qingming patted Hoshino's shoulder lightly with his bat fan, Qingjuan's eyebrows were picturesque: "Okay, then I'll wait for you to come next time. Don't worry, Yinyangliao will not give up any onmyoji."

"I believe you."

The two looked at each other and smiled meaningfully.

On the way back, Sanriyue suddenly said, "Master, if you want to leave, don't forget to take us with you."

Hoshino raised his eyes in surprise: "Why do you think I will forget to bring you?"

She didn't deny that she was leaving, it was good to be with smart people, needless to say, everyone knew what it meant.

"That's true, after all, the lord doesn't seem to be very good at cooking. If Candlestick Kiri, Horikawa and Kasen are left behind, then the lord will be in trouble." Mikazuki nodded seriously.

"Tsk... It's been so long since I came out to play, I'll leave it to you for the next month's Hata Dang Fan." Hoshino held the corner of his skirt and showed a smirk.

"Well——Hata Dangfan's words should be fine, hahaha..." San Riyue's laughter was so penetrating that many onmyojis in the nearby courtyard stretched out their heads to look around.

"Which Onikiri is this, smiling so horribly?"

"Oh my god! Onikiri would laugh like this?!"

"What the hell? Why do other people's Onikiri seem to be different from mine?"

The figures of the God Judge and Fu Sangshen disappeared in Ping An Jing, but left behind a problem that made many onmyojis scratch their heads.

The author has something to say:

Onikiri:? ? ?It's not my business?

→_→ It's almost over, I guess there are not many chapters left, recently because of the ending, so it's a bit slower, show your heart to the little angels!Love you guys!