Inquisitor's Melancholy

"Lord Lixian, please keep in mind that I am a staff member of the Government of Time, and I am the person in charge of the vast number of Chinese god judges, not you alone! I am very busy!"

After the ramblings, Mr. You Zhu crossed his arms in front of his chest, snorted arrogantly and turned his face away, but his eyes shining with lavender light secretly glanced at Li Xian.

Lixian was even more serious this time than last time. At any rate, when he was maintaining the history of the Ikedaya incident last time, he just lost his spiritual power and became an ordinary person, but this time he was unable to move.

Has he ever thought about what would happen to him if he lost his fighting power in this chaotic Warring States era?

Why don't you ever think about yourself?

Mr. You Zhu originally thought that Li Xian would at least be calmer after serving as a god judge. Even if he didn't care about it himself, Li Xian could still love himself for the sake of those men with swords.But looking at it now, he is no different from the idiot boy who left silently with a fatal wound on his back.

"I didn't let Mr. Youzhu, who is so busy, come to pick me up in the Warring States Period."

After hearing Mr. You Zhu's complaints, not only did Li Xian not feel guilty at all, but he said it very bluntly.

"If it wasn't for Fox's help crying to come to me, do you think I'd be happy to come here? You haven't seen Fox's help, you've lost your hair from crying, and now you're a bald fox, the mascot of my Government of Time , why did you make him look like a ghost?"

"Since Foxnosuke can find you, it means they are all right...?"

Li Xian took a deep breath and asked about the situation of the sword man.Are there enough resources for the restoration workshop?How many accelerators are there?After all, so many swords and swords have been seriously injured, the repair workshop should be very nervous now, right?It would be nice to expand one more before... How about Sanriyue?The contract has been awakened, so he should have recovered, right?

All kinds of doubts lingered in Li Xian's heart, which made him worried.

"You sent them back to Honmaru, what else can you do? But you, can you still stand up?"

Mr. You Zhu stretched out his hand to pull Li Xian up, and then supported him to walk slowly. At this time, it was getting late, Li Xian asked, "Did I sleep all day?"

"Shouldn't Master Li Xian know this best? Last night was the night when the Honnoji Temple was burning. If you just woke up, then you must have been asleep all day. Who saved you?"

According to Foxosuke's description, the last parting between Retsu and the swordsmen was in the Honnoji Temple. He sent the wounded swordsmen back to Honnoji, but he stayed in the burning Honnoji Temple because of exhaustion of spiritual power.

With Lixian's current state, it is impossible for him to come to the wilderness so far away from the Honnoji Temple with his own strength, so it will only be someone who rescued him and spent almost a whole day to bring the unconscious Lixian moved here.

"Oda Nobunaga." Li Xian didn't mean to hide anything. He had already said before that what they need to maintain is the history recorded in the history books. Oda Nobunaga did "die" in the Honnoji Incident, and his It is also within the scope of history that the body was not found.

So, even if Oda Nobunaga is still alive, it doesn't mean that Reishi and his mission failed.

"Heh, he is indeed a man full of legends. According to legend, Oda Nobunaga has a very cruel and stubborn personality. He actually saved you who he didn't know very well. Mr. Reizumi is so charming~"

"Don't talk nonsense."

Li Xian glared at Mr. Li Xian who was always out of tune, and then walked on the wilderness with his support.Oda Nobunaga said he would save himself because Mori Ranmaru liked him very much.

Why does that boy like him?Li Xian couldn't figure it out, they only met once, and it wasn't that friendly.Remembering that Li Xianguang used the handle of a gun to push the young man against the ceiling, the young man frowned in fear of pain, his beautiful eyebrows twisted together and looked a little distorted.

But just last night, the wounds all over his body and the blood flowing from that broken leg almost dyed his whole body red.It must be very painful, just, and he is so smart, if it is in modern times... probably a happy child.

It's only natural that he would hate himself, because he watched him die so indifferently at that time, destroying his last straw.

Rexian was angry at Oda Nobunaga for abandoning Mori Ranmaru before, but he was also angry with himself.

If Oda Nobunaga knew that he allowed Mori Ranmaru to be beheaded by Yasuda Zuobei, he probably wouldn't have saved him, or would it be better to kill him directly to avenge Mori Ranmaru?

"Mr. You Zhu, will a person really become a Buddha after death?"

"Becoming a Buddha? Ahh... that's the way they say it, because death is a terrible thing, so it's very difficult not to feel resentment towards death. They use the wonderful wish of becoming a Buddha to guide people to Die contentedly, and don't end up with resentment."

Mr. You Zhu clarified the truth of becoming a Buddha, but since this is what people believe in, he has no qualifications to judge.

Li Xian is one of his own, so it's okay to talk nonsense in front of him, hehe~

"What does Mr. Youzhu think a person will become after death?" If the "death without resentment can become a Buddha" here is just a good hope, then in his country, there is still a popular saying about past life and present life .

Birth, death, rebirth... Everything is in the cycle of reincarnation. How many years later will that young man come to this world with another identity?I hope that by then, it will be a peaceful and beautiful era without war.

"Who knows? Maybe you will become a Buddha, maybe you will become a ghost. Since there are real Fusangshen in this world, do you still want to continue to be an atheist?"

Mr. You Zhu said nonchalantly that ghosts and gods exist because of people's belief, and even Fusangshen is summoned because people believe in it?

"Atheist?...Maybe it's better not to believe it. Will the child become a ghost when he dies with resentment towards me? Hehe...is it just like Aju, pestering me all the time?"

"Are you referring to Mori Ranmaru? Well... if the time-traveling army is indeed allowed to change history, Mori Ranmaru may not die, but Mr. Lixian, you must always remember that you are a god judge, and maintaining history It's your job, so... don't worry too much. If Mori Ranmaru really turns into a ghost and seeks revenge on you, then transfer Smiling Aoe to be a servant, that guy is very good at killing ghosts."

Mr. You Zhu jokingly said that when he was about to go back to Honmaru, he suddenly asked Rixian again, "Do you want to visit Honnoji Temple? After being burned by the fire, you will have a different style."

"No need, go back to Honmaru, they are still waiting."

"Yes! But after I go back, Lord Lixian wants to buy me a drink. The time I wasted on Lord Lixian can obviously be dated with the new lady from the Government of Time."

Speaking of this, Mr. You Zhu wailed, with a very regretful expression on his handsome face, and was stared indifferently by Li Xian again.

Alas, why doesn't this child know how to be grateful?Do you want to know the price he paid for giving up dating the young lady and coming to the Warring States Period to pick him up?

It was because of his hard work that the young lady's affection for him disappeared all of a sudden, and the direct consequence was that the two of them would not be able to fall in love in the future, and if they could not fall in love, they would not be able to get married. In this way, those old people in the family would urge him every day find a partner!

See what a heavy and sad price this is.

Looking at Mr. You Zhu's handsome face, Li Xian sighed helplessly, with the corners of his lips slightly raised, and said softly, "Thank you, Mr. You Zhu."

"……Eh?"

Mr. You Zhu didn't expect that Li Xian would actually thank you, he was a little caught off guard, he laughed awkwardly twice, feeling regretful for his inattention just now...not carefully...listen clearly...

"Master Lixian~ Can I make one more request?"

"Just mention it, don't be coquettish."

"Thank you again?"

"roll."

... So such a "harmonious" superior-subordinate relationship can only be achieved by Mr. You Zhu and Li Xian.

As I said before, after recuperating in Honmaru, Lixian invited Mr. Yuzhu to drink in the present world.

Because he wasn't out for battle, Li Xian was wearing a relatively simple dress, a white shirt, a light blue sweater over his coat, and dark blue slacks on his lower body.Unlike usual, at this moment his long hair was not tied up, but casually hung behind his back, and as he walked, sometimes a few strands slipped mischievously in front of him.

Just looking at it gives a refreshing feeling of freshness.

Li Xian stood under the street lamp and looked around. The spring breeze was blowing, and Li Xian smoothed the messy hair behind his ears, and glanced at the watch on his wrist.

"Mr. You Zhu hasn't come over yet? Didn't you say to have a drink together? You're late, that guy..."

Li Xian has no habit of waiting for others, no, it should be said that Li Xian has a slightly awkward insistence on the concept of time, the time has come, since Mr. Youzhu has not arrived, Li Xian decided to go back to Honmaru.

Anyway, no matter how you think about it, it's the guy's fault for being late.

Just after taking a few steps, an intermittent flute sound came to Li Xian's ears. He looked up and saw a silver-haired boy about sixteen or seventeen years old playing a bamboo flute.

Li Xian opened his mouth slightly, his breathing became a little heavy, and he stretched out his hand towards the boy slowly.

"Hey, Lan! What are you doing in class today? The teacher is talking about clarinets. What are you holding?"

Behind the boy, his classmates who were wearing the same student uniform ran up enthusiastically, put one hand on the boy's shoulders, and asked with a smile.

"Chinese bamboo flute." The boy put down the bamboo flute he was playing, and replied concisely.

"China? It's that overseas country, right? I didn't expect Lan to like things from that country so much."

"I don't know. When I browsed the webpage, I fell in love with it at first sight. However, I don't know how to play it very well. Obviously, the tone should be very nice, but I don't know how to make a nice sound..."

"Ahhh, so I just let you play the clarinet directly. Teacher Gao Gu will be very unhappy if you play this flute in class today."

"I don't care about him."

The boy named "Lan" puffed up his cheeks and muttered, but his hand was gently stroking the clarinet, as if he cherished it very much.

Li Xian slowly withdrew the hand that was going to reach out to the boy, do you believe in reincarnation?Do you believe in past lives?More than 600 years after that boy died, he saw a boy who looked exactly like him alive in the world.

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