365 days of playing the knife

The older swords don't really care much about human feelings, especially this group of swords born in Heianjing.

Tsurumaru, who has never lived in a fixed place and has been displaced, has more complicated feelings for human beings.But compared to the God Judge, even if he is connected with spiritual power, he will feel a little closer to the other party unconsciously, and he will still be more towards his companion.

So even if the five tigers retreated without saying anything, even if there were signs of a dark fall, Tsurumaru's first thought was how to help instead of reporting to the god judge.

As a new knife that just came out, he is not sure what happened to this Honmaru.But Wuhu Tui also has other performances of those knives. Rather than saying that he is unwilling to tell him, it is better to say that he has been imprisoned and cannot tell him. He can only remind him from the side.

From the words of the god judge, it is not difficult to conclude that all she wants is "Sanri Yue Zongjin", and no other sword can enter her eyes. ——Even a sword as rare as Tsurumaru is useless.

As for why Honmaru didn't have any other knives besides them, according to Wuhutui's statement, it is very likely that they were hidden by some means by the god judges.

Although he has a pure white appearance, Tsurumaru has a heart that loves to frighten differently from his appearance, but such a troublesome crane is also delicate in mind, Tsurumaru Kuninaga can be said to be very contradictory.

Even though the companions didn't say a word, Tsurumaru still understood something from their actions.They are unwilling to bring their brothers to this Honmaru with any sword, so they can only look at the familiar swords on the battlefield.

The god judge probably has a brother who can threaten them, and they can't kill themselves or escape, for fear that if they leave by themselves, it will be their brother's turn next.

The Awataguchi where the Five Tigers retreat is located is a big family. There are countless short knives in it, and most of them can be forged by the god judge at will.Yamato's stable friend, California Kiyomitsu, as the initial sword, has a high chance of being forged.The same is true for the two brothers of Yamabuki Kunihiro's fellow swordsmen.

It's no wonder that Jin Jian only dared to ask Ai Ran to help. After all, the Santiao family and the Taidao masters sent here are rare existences.The Yingwan Akashi sent here was not what the god judges wanted. Even if they met on the battlefield, according to their current behavior, it would be impossible to bring them back.

As for why Aizen still stayed, there may be other reasons.

Imai was afraid that these knives would be unbearable, so he brought Mikazuki to this maru for his brother, so he has been secretly hiding Mikazuki's traces.Dian Dao Ai Ran, who was similar to his investigation, helped him hide it, and Wu Hu Tui has a pure temperament, so it's no wonder that he has not been discovered.

But also because of this, the Five Tigers retreat... what should he do?Tsurumaru pinched the dim sum that Imaken gave him in some distress, the glutinous rice skin on it was ravaged by him, so that if he tried a little harder, the red bean paste inside would probably burst out of the skin.

He doesn't like this kind of sweet and greasy dessert, but he doesn't hate it either, and he can eat it with tea.It may be because there are only the two of them with swords belonging to the Heian-kyo period, or it may be because he knows that Tsurumaru's sword school has no other swords except himself, and there is no reason to hurt Mikazuki, so Imai is very good to him.

Tsurumaru looked at the original wagashi in his hand, and threw it into his mouth. Chew it a few times, and the sweet and greasy taste went down his throat. It was too sweet—— Seeing it became bitter, there was an illusion of sticking to the throat.

Sure enough, I can't get used to it, how delicious is this kind of snack, Tsurumaru thought with lowered eyes.

In fact, as far as his own thoughts are concerned, he still looks forward to seeing Sanriyue.That sword, which is known as a famous thing among famous things, is so beautiful in its body, what kind of fusangshin will it turn into.

——Although, he thought so.

But it doesn't mean that he hopes that the arrival of Sanriyue will be like that.

Tsurumaru, who was called to go on an expedition by the God Judge the next day, didn't have time to do anything. Seeing the space-time converter Yamabukiri Kunihiro handed over, he had a strange expression on his face.Let a new knife who just came out and doesn't know much about the world go out alone on an expedition. The distance is still so far, and it takes about a week to go back and forth.

"This really scared me," Tsurumaru said.

He wondered if he was a little too sensitive, but when he recalled what the judge said to the five tigers, he only waited for a week, plus the current expedition time...

'Wish I was thinking too much. Tsurumaru sighed inwardly, and then patted Yamabagiri Kunihiro on the shoulder.Because he still remembered that Tsurumaru had helped him before, Yamabuki Kunihiro froze and did not dodge.But just when Tsurumaru passed by him, Yamabuki Kunihiro's originally stiff expression instantly sank.

Because Tsurumaru said a name to him in his ear, the five tigers retreated.

Because of his identity, Yamabuka Kiri Kunihiro has always been very sensitive to other people's emotions, and his thoughts are also very delicate. It can be said that he immediately understood Tsurumaru's meaning.He lowered his gaze, pulled down his dirty cloak to cover his expression at the moment, and hummed softly.

Then, Tsurumaru didn't know what happened in Honmaru.He only knew that when he hurried back, the whole Honmaru seemed a little too quiet.

The high crescent moon hung in the night sky, and the light that shone down only gave Tsurumaru a cool swishing feeling, and he rubbed his arms uncomfortably.Fu Sangshen does not have the bodily functions of humans that produce goosebumps, but the current Tsurumaru feels that if he is a real crane, the hairs on his body would have exploded by now.

'Is everyone asleep? Tsurumaru looked at the crescent moon hanging in the sky, and for some reason, he thought of Mikazuki Munekin's main body sword that he glimpsed that day.Then his feet seemed to have stepped on something, some sharp feet.

At night, Tachi's scouting was like a blind man, so he took a step back, squinted his eyes and squatted down.The faint moonlight illuminated the debris on the ground, and even reflected a little silver light that was not dazzling.

When he realized what it was, Tsurumaru Kuninaga's already white face instantly turned pale, as if he lost all the blood in his body in an instant.His fingers trembled a little, and he carefully picked up the fragments of the sword on the ground.

He couldn't recognize that it was a fragment of the sword, and as Token Fusangshen, he couldn't recognize his companion, which was simply too ridiculous.

But the fact is that this fragment is simply the appearance of the knife after being maliciously smashed. The blade pattern on it has been destroyed, showing a gray color, and it is impossible to see where the original part is.

What should he do?Tsurumaru felt a little dizzy in his head, and felt that there was no time to be calmer than this moment.He forced himself to calm down, the spiritual power inside the pill was still functioning normally, which meant that the God-inspector was still inside the pill... He needed to find out the location of the God-inspector at this moment.

But maybe he still has to sigh that his luck is good, the spiritual power inside Honmaru is like a whirlpool, suddenly rushing to a place.

You don't even need to think about it, idiots know that there is a problem with that position!

Tsurumaru rushed over with a speed beyond his own mobility, that direction was the forging room!No, to be precise...it's the basement floor of the knife forging room!

Tsurumaru squeezed the sword fragment in the palm of his hand, but the fragment didn't hurt him at all, it just caused some dull pain because of his own strength.If this kind of thing hadn't happened... Looking at the forging room where there was no cover to reveal the secret passage, Tsurumaru would probably have thought about sighing, 'This is really a big shock'.

The rest of his calmness was still warning him not to be too impulsive, but it turned out that he couldn't do this at all.Because his dear. God-inspector is standing in the middle of the sword fragments on the ground with a face full of madness and obsession!Some of them he knew, some he hadn't seen, and dozens of identical swords.

With the spiritual power in the air so thick that it almost turned into water vapor, Tsurumaru's face didn't warm up at all, he froze in place, unable to make any expression.

The ground was covered with countless layers of fragments of swords and swords that had lost their spirits. They couldn't bear all of this. Tsurumaru watched with his own eyes these companions he had never met before, turned into powder all over the ground, followed by spirits. Force floats suspended in the air.

At the same time, it revealed the terrifying formation drawn with bright red blood that was originally covered on the ground.

In the next second, Tsurumaru seemed to hear a sigh from afar, and that voice exuded an irresistible majesty and special magnetism.This was not his illusion, because the obsessive expression on the face of the judge standing in the center became even crazier.

"Finally...finally answered me..." the interrogator murmured with distorted love on his face.

In the center of the vortex of spiritual power, there suddenly appeared cherry blossom petals that seemed to be stained with blood that had condensed into black. The petals were not the usual "Sakura Fubuki", but like blood and tears dripping from the swords all over the ground, an indigo streak A figure appeared in it.

He has a delicate face that is incomparable to anything else, a gorgeous posture, and an aura that is as cold and distant as the moon hanging high in the sky.And the powder surrounding his sword slowly dissipated into the air as he appeared.

"This is really..." Fu Sangshen named Sanri Yue Zongjin, his handsome face overflowed with emotions that could be interpreted as tenderness, his pupils were like a new moon in the night sky, and at the same time contained everything.He slowly walked into the judge, and under Tsurumaru's incredulous gaze, he stroked the cheek that was no longer delicate.

"Visible things will eventually be destroyed," Sanriyue lowered her head, and whispered in the ear of the god-inspector with extreme intimacy, "Do you think so?"

Tsurumaru stared blankly at the judge who suddenly fell to the ground with an insane love on his face, a little unresponsive.However, Sankaiyue covered her face with her sleeves, and bent her eyes towards Tsurumaru, the pupils containing the crescent moon were full of smiles, it didn't look like they met for the first time, he called out with his special voice, "Hey Crane .”

"Relax, she's still alive for the time being." Seeing the rare blank expression on Tsurumaru's face, Mikazuki explained with a smile, "You still need her spiritual power...don't you?"

Tsurumaru: ...? ? ?

Sankaiyue didn't say anything, but walked slowly towards the direction of Tsurumaru instead.Tsurumaru didn't know what kind of mentality he was holding, so he didn't move at all.Then I saw a certain old man who had lived for thousands of years, very naturally walked away from the time-space converter stuffed in Tsurumaru's arms, chose a coordinate at random and pressed the button on it, and then threw it into Tsurumaru's hand again. inside.

Tsurumaru looked at Mikazuki back a few steps with a smile on her face almost in a daze.

"I'm going to run away." Mikazuki said this, the new moon could no longer be seen in the dark blue pupils, and Tsurumaru also lost the spiritual power link with the God examiner in due course. , restored to the shape of the body knife.

The author has something to say: This is a good agreement, add more (the matter of how many friends take the test and add more.)

Because it is unfolded from Tsurumaru's perspective, many things are muddled.Anyway, as long as you know that Tsurumaru is not black yet, this grandpa is black.

After all, the grandfather who was created in this way... can it be white?Because Tsurumaru didn't fall in the dark, he lost his spiritual power once he lost the God Judge, and naturally became a body sword.

So the answer is simple, this scumbag was killed by Sanriyue.

As for what happened to the other companions, Tsurumaru doesn't know, so naturally you don't know either.

The current Tsurumaru is just a little moe who doesn't know anything (??) XD

I have never dared to read comments, and I may not dare to read this episode until I finish writing it.

huh...