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

"Hasebe, why are you standing here?" Catfish asked curiously.

Hasebe's entire blade jumped in fright, and after turning around suddenly, he found that it was a familiar blade, and he was relieved.

"What's the matter? Surprised..." Cattail was puzzled, and looked around but didn't find any problems.

Hasebe forced a smile: "It's nothing, I thought it was something unclean."

"Ah! Did Hasebuden meet you too?" Akita's eyes widened. "Ghosts or something, did Hasebuden see it?"

"Ghost?" Hasebe shook his head hesitantly, "I don't know if it's a ghost, but it feels weird anyway."

He carefully explained what had just happened.

Hasebe always sleeps late, and a bright lamp will be lit until late at night, and tonight is no exception.Just when he felt tired and wanted to turn off the lights, a shadow flashed outside the door.He originally thought that maybe some Fusangshen was passing by, but he didn't care.However, that shadow passed by his door three times, which finally made him feel something was wrong.

When Hasebe slammed the door open, he saw a scary face smiling at him.

"I'm still not calm enough," Hasebe said after taking a deep breath, "I just realized that that face should be painted, but the color is very thick, so it looks scary. But I don't know the white one. What is a shadow."

"It sounds like a ghost..." Ranto Shiro said in a low voice.

"What looks like a ghost?" A voice interjected, and one could tell who it was.

Natsuo Toshiro turned his head and asked in surprise, "Ichiki, why are you here?"

The smile on Yiqi Yizhen's face was very faint, as if he was struggling with something.

Rantoshiro looked at it carefully, swallowed and asked, "First-period nun, where's brother Yaoyan?"

Yiqi Yizheng's expression became more serious: "Didn't you see Yaoyan too? Just now Yaoyan saw a white shadow, chased after him, and didn't see him after that."

"Will Yao, Brother Yaoken be given by a ghost..." Akita Toshiro suddenly burst into tears, his voice trembling.

Smiling Qing Jiang felt that he was starting to have a headache.He reluctantly comforted: "No, medicine research will be fine, don't worry so much."

The first phase was very sharp, and immediately found the problem: "Qingjiang, why are you so sure that there will be no accidents in the medicine research? Do you know anything?"

"Ah, this—" Smiling Qingjiang twitched the corners of his mouth, trying his best to search for an answer that could be accepted by Yiqi, "Well... because I didn't feel the breath of ghosts, so I don't think it should be ghosts Do it, if it's man-made..."

"The man-made ones are even more terrifying!" Hasebe said solemnly, "Could it be an enemy attack? Some enemies sneaked into the Honmaru. No, I have to wake everyone up, otherwise it will be terrible!"

"No, no, I don't think the enemy did it." Smiling Qingjiang sweated on his forehead, hesitating whether to tell his guess.

"Could it be that Qingjiang knows who did it?" Yiqi Yizhen asked suddenly, almost forcefully, "If Qingjiang knows the truth, he should tell it quickly."

Ok.

Smiling Qing Jiang gave up resisting, and when he was about to speak, suddenly there was a burst of noise from upstairs.

Upstairs in Hasebe's dormitory... Isn't that the room of the inquisitor? !

Zhe cut Chang Gubu's face paled in shock, picked up the body and ran upstairs, followed by the rest of Fu Sangshen.

"What is this?!" Hasebe stepped on the ground and heard the sound of liquid splashing. When he looked down, he saw a bright red.

This is……

"Is this blood?!" Ranto Shiro almost screamed, he shrank and didn't dare to go forward, but he was worried about what happened upstairs.

Hasebe closed his eyes, feeling a whirlwind.

Could it be that the God Judge came back and encountered an accident?

"Don't worry, it's not blood!" Yiqi Yizhen lowered his head calmly, dipped his finger in a little liquid, and found the truth after a slight sniff, "This is red pigment."

red paint?

"Why is there red paint here?" Hasebe twisted a little red between his fingers, and found that it was indeed a paint.

"Hmph, I want to see who is pretending to be a ghost!" Natsuo Toshiro stomped on the ground and ran up like flying.

However, the upstairs is empty, there are no people or ghosts, only an empty paint bucket.

"It's really weird!" Cattail couldn't believe it, and stuck its head out of the window to look around, "Who on earth moved so fast and ran away after pouring out the paint?"

The only one who is faster than him in Honmaru is the short sword, but which short sword is so courageous?

It was almost dawn, and the sun had already faintly appeared on the horizon, and the seemingly invisible sunlight spread quietly.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who was hiding behind a pillar, was dressed in snow-white clothes, with a smile of success on his face.There are several very thin lines hooked on his fingers, almost invisible to the naked eye.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga's strength is not outstanding in Honmaru, let alone he is only level [-], and he can easily defeat him with a dagger.But when it comes to the idea of ​​pranks, the blades of the entire Honmaru combined are not as good as his one.

Where is more speed than a short knife needed?He only needs a night vision goggle, plus the traps and mechanisms that have been placed in advance, it can also give everyone a big scare.Although, some traps did not trap the people he wanted to trap, which made him a little regretful.

"Hey, let's do this for today. After all, a one-time shock is not a shock."

Thinking proudly, Tsurumaru Kuninaga walked towards his room.

However, after walking a few meters away, he saw a small figure huddled in a corner, and a small sobbing sound came into his ears.

Ah, who's short knife is this, why don't you go to bed so late?

Tsurumaru Kuninaga approached and said with a smile, "Why aren't you sleeping?"

A thin child's voice came: "I, I'm afraid..."

Could it be that he was frightened by his fright?

Tsurumaru Kuninaga was a little embarrassed, and coaxed softly: "What is there to be afraid of? Where do you live, I will take you there."

"Big Brother, Big Brother, I don't want to go back, can you play with me?" The child stood up slowly, with black hair hanging down his shoulders.

"One, play together?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga had a bad feeling.

Under the half-brightness of the sky, in the dim corridor, the child turned around little by little, which made Tsurumaru Kuninaga's heart cool little by little.

This is a faceless child.

Under the black bangs is a smooth face.

Cold sweat dripped from Tsurumaru Kuninaga's back.

"Big brother, I don't want to go back, you play with me." The child's childish voice came from nowhere, and it looked very scary in such a situation.

"I, I don't want to play, I want to go back to sleep..." Tsurumaru Kuninaga said dryly, slowly moving his body backwards.

"Hee hee, come and play with me!" A huge mouth suddenly appeared on the child's face. The corners of the mouth almost reached the ears. See the triangular sharp teeth.

Before Tsurumaru Kuninaga could turn around and run away, that bloody mouth had already pounced on him.

His heart seemed to be jumping out of his chest, and his entire back was wet with sweat. Tsurumaru Kuninaga felt his eyes go dark, his brain buzzed, and he lost consciousness.

Before his consciousness became blurred, he seemed to hear a somewhat familiar voice.

"Tch, how dare you pretend to be a ghost to scare people?"

The author has something to say:

Alright, alright, Tsurumaru's death is over, let's see how Hoshino treats him hhhhh

Then get that pre-trial next!