[Comprehensive] Su Nippon Maru

"Did the master call me?"

Hearing the summons from the interrogator, Qingfa Fu Sangshen showed a surprised expression.

For this Honmaru, being a valet or being summoned to the living room is definitely not a pleasant thing.

But in the face of this appraiser who doesn't like them, even if it is for the only remaining companion of Honmaru, Smiling Qingjiang will choose to obey.

Perhaps, he could be favored by this indifferent master.

So come on, there's nothing to fear.

"The water and electricity of Honmaru have been restored for the time being, and the field and other things will be discussed later. You need to lead someone to clean up the hot spring, and then rinse it well."

Teng Shu looked at Fu Sangshen's blood-soaked clothes with dark marks, and said again: "Do you still have clean inner clothes?"

"Yes, thank you Master for your concern." Smiling Qing Jiang replied with a smile.

Qingfa Fusangshen had already made some psychological preparations, but to his surprise, what the interrogator said was all serious things.

However, this did not prevent him from being relieved. After receiving the order, the poor young man even asked happily: "So, I asked someone to clean it?"

The judge nodded, but suddenly stopped the young man when he was about to leave: "I read in the government's information that you have heterochromatic pupils?"

"Ah, this one, because I killed a female ghost, it has become a little different. Does it scare you?" Qingfa Fu Sangshen brushed back the hair that had been covering his eyes, revealing a pair of golden and red hair. color eye pupil.

The young man maintained a soft smile, and obediently let the examiner scrutinize him.

"No, very beautiful." Shining like a jewel.

So stunningly beautiful, even jealous.

Seeing Qingfa Fusangshen's docile attitude, Tengshu suddenly understood the thoughts of some trash judges.

Power, desire, and accomplishing nothing are poisons that corrupt the heart.

When it comes to things that are beautiful and fragile, some people like to destroy, while others choose to protect. Fortunately, the vine tree is probably the latter.

"Honosuke and I will clean up the small building, and tell everyone that you can go to bed early after cleaning up the hot spring."

Teng Shu walked up to Qingfa Fu Sangshen, patted him on the shoulder, with a rare soft expression: "If there is something urgent, you can come to me at any time."

"Yes. I will follow your orders." The green-haired Fu Sangshen pressed his chest and bowed, smiling and bending his pretty eyebrows, but his eyes were cold.

It would be nice if we could keep calm like this all the time, but it's a pity that everyone knows that this is impossible.

They are just useless, unclean swords, and sooner or later the Inquisitor will slash their fangs.

When Smiling Qingjiang left the living room, he still couldn't calm down. When he saw the tall priest waiting anxiously in the corridor, Smiling Qingjiang immediately suppressed his smile.

The young man Wakisashi tried to walk past him quickly without looking sideways, but was grabbed by the wrist by the tall Odachi.

Considering Odachi's poor maneuverability, it seems to be quite difficult.

"Qing Jiang." Ishikirimaru looked at the thin Wakizawa young man worriedly: "Are you all right?"

"I almost drew my sword against the god judge."

Qingfa Fusangshen turned his head to look at him, and said something worrying lightly. "But the master didn't punish me, and even praised my beautiful eyes."

Qingfa Fu Sangshen pressed his right eye with his free hand, and the corners of his lips curled into an almost cool arc. "Before it is broken, I should be able to dig it out, but I probably can't give it to you."

"Don't say that."

The tall priest pulled Qingfa Fusangshen even tighter, and begged, "Stop saying that, Qingjiang. Although I may not have credibility anymore, I will not let the interrogator touch you. So please, Don't say such things."

"Stop messing around, will the magic knife that can cure diseases also secretly fall into the devourer?"

Smiling Qingjiang tried to shake his hand, but couldn't break free at all.The green-haired Fu Sangshen stared at the tall priest with bright golden eyes, but spoke with sharp sarcasm.

"I'm sorry." Odachi lowered his body almost devoutly, trying to look into the smiling Qing Jiang's eyes.

"I'm really sorry for not being able to protect everyone. I know you hate me, but Qing Jiang, don't hate yourself."

"I do not hate you."

Qingfa Fusangshen shook his head quickly, his tone loosened for a moment. "You protected Jinjian and me. Compared with you, I am a useless sword."

"I want to live, Ishikirimaru. I want to see the world for Mutsumori, but I'm not afraid of being broken."

When he read Mutsu Mori's name, Qingfa Fusangshen's eyes seemed to flash with tears. "I just, feel sorry for Mutsumori, I'm sorry, I shouldn't be angry with you."

"Don't say sorry."

The priest had a gentle expression, but his clear purple eyes were full of sadness. "This time, it's me. I will protect everyone like Mutsu Shouden, and I will accompany you until I am broken. So, Qing Jiang, can't you...smile at me like before?"

like before……

The smiling Qing Jiang's eyes were filled with pain, he turned his head with difficulty, not daring to meet the priest's eyes.

In the dark sky of Honmaru, Qing Jiang with a smiling face ended the conversation abruptly. "Let's go, the god judge ordered me to tidy up the hot spring, I should call someone."