Draw the sword for the judge

After telling a lively, hands-on = practical bedtime story to the grandpa in the Heian-kyo era, Qinglin went back to the apartment with his eyes closed and his blue hair like a salted fish, Sword Fusangshen.

Of course, this is not to say that Qinglin has the idea of ​​[crossing out] Jinwu Zangjiao [crossing out] and taking this old sword home to raise, but considering the cleanliness that noble families of that era would have, and let He helped to wipe his body, it might as well be thrown into the water to wash the brush and other factors, so he brought it back to the apartment... Key point: went straight to the bathroom.

By the way, Aobashi's original plan was to use the hot spring in Honmaru to wash the old man... However, when he arrived at the hot spring, he saw that he had become destitute due to the lack of spiritual power of the god judge. After the muddy and poor water quality, he turned his head and took the person, no, it was the knife back to the apartment--the sin he did, even if he kneeled, he would have to whitewash it, so what's the point of bringing it back to the apartment?is not it……

"Ah, master—"

Zong Sanzuowen, who was doing practice in the bathroom, was holding the "Guide to the Traveler: The Encyclopedia of Household Electrical Appliances" (the author complained: I really don't know why the hero's family has such a book?), and he was carrying an evil irregular cloth. Aobayashi who appeared with a blue-haired man in a striped suit has a shouting face.

Zong San left text: Who am I?I was there?what am i doing

Qing Lin, who was knocked out for doing bad things, comforted the sword in his hand with a smile, and teleported again—but this time, he teleported directly to the bathroom in the master bedroom, and then sent this vibration not only to bear physical stimulation, but also Lao Dao, who had undergone several spiritual flushes, was thrown into the bathtub.

Afterwards, while turning on the faucet, he poured water into the bathtub; at the same time, he grabbed the shaggy head above the other faucet, and began to wash Touken Fusangshin's blue hair... and began to wash the whole body from the hair.

After cleaning, after changing the comatose Fu Sangshen, who was still like a salted fish, into high-end warm pajamas, Qinglin stuffed a big pillow that could create suitable heat into his arms, and sent the sword Fu Sangshen back to Honmaru s room.

And when Qinglin finished all this, opened the door, knelt down on the ground, took the tool for pasting the paper door, and repaired the paper door, he suddenly turned his head and looked through the gap of the open door in the next room , I saw squatting in the corner of the wall, with a pair of cooked knives still growing out of my head-the "candlestick cut Guangzhong" I saw all the time these two days shook my head.

"I always let you see me who is not so handsome..." Realizing that he was being watched, he wanted to learn how to be cut by the candlestick wearing a bed sheet, and finally spoke out.

"Ah, so it was you who eavesdropped next door!" As a result, Qinglin, whose brain waves seemed to be not at the same frequency, said so.

"I didn't eavesdrop!" Zhu Keqie immediately retorted, "I wouldn't do such uncool things!" He just happened to be next door.

"Okay," Qinglin shrugged, letting go of this embarrassing topic for Dao, and said, "Tell me what happened? Otherwise, you who have even endured that kind of medicine and desperation, how did you get to this level? "

In fact, Qinglin didn't know the "Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada" vibration knife, but because he had come into contact with one, two, three, three strikes Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada in the past few days, and each strike had its own characteristics.So he knows that this kind of knife is peaceful in nature. Although it is a knife, it has maternal tolerance and a little care about appearance—well, it can also be called "fraternity" and "narcissism".

"This..." Although the topic has been changed, it is still an embarrassing topic, so Candlestick is still in a dilemma.

"You're not the only one in this pill," Qingbayashi threatened with a smile.

"You really like to embarrass people," Candlestick finally gave in, telling a series of things that happened after he climbed over the wall and entered Honmaru:

There is the part where Jinjian told Sanriyue, and what he saw and heard.

To put it simply, compared to the setting of the lost old man, Mikazuki quickly and accurately found the room of the Sanjo family, and Candlestick Kiri encountered a problem when he was looking for the room of the Date group:

There was no sword in the room he identified.

That is to say, Candlestick felt that he had found the wrong place, so he went around that room, continued to search, and through small tricks, he reached the second floor where the God Inspector lived.

There, he saw a model room for the inquisitor, which was obviously cleaned up and had no personal items.

He suddenly realized that the interrogator not only wanted to sell him, but also made preparations to never return to Honmaru...that is, they were completely abandoned.

From that moment on, Candlestick Che's spirit became unstable.

Afterwards, when he went downstairs and pushed open the door of his former residence, after seeing those traces, he couldn't find a single shock, and his spirit began to collapse.

"In this way, I let you see this... I am not handsome..." The head with a pair of horns drooped, and at the same time, because of the depression, the hand that was stuck to the paper door was accidentally scratched The paper door has just been pasted and is trying to dry.

Seeing this, Qing Lin, who had been taking advantage of the chat and successfully dumping the paper-pasting door, stopped eating morning tea and reached out to touch his head.

"Anyway, I went to the universe and thought you had gained some knowledge? It turned out that you are not handsome!" With a look of disappointment on his face, he complained to the school leader, "This year's XX students are not good enough".However, it was not an egg, but the finger viciously slapped the opposite corner of the knife's head.

Candlestick was quick-witted on the spot, raised his head, and glared at him with red moist eyes.

"You look at me with such eyes? Do you want me to kiss away the tears from the corners of your eyes?" Eyes meet eyes, although the hellish thing called chastity is still there, but no matter if it's flirtatious, or do something physically These things are already at the professional level, and because of the blessing of that face, the man who successfully reached the master level joked.

"Get out!" Although he is not the kind of conscience of Honmaru, he is also a master who is good at patience, but at that time, Candlestick felt that a certain nerve in his brain was broken again:

Not handsome?

Low value?

being abandoned?

Being drugged, being manipulated like cargo?

……

Countless negative emotions poured in, and the dark fallen bones that had been suppressed by him grew exponentially at an uncontrollable speed.

However, in the next second, a morning tea was stuffed into his mouth, and a strange thing, along with the tea, entered his body through his throat.

In the next second, as if being baptized by a downpour, Candlestick calmed down.At the same time, the dark fallen bones on his body, including the horns on his head, quickly retracted into his body.

"Welcome back from the so-called hell..." When B#Ⅳ07*086 Honmaru was fighting with those dark-fallen knives made by Shifangya Yuji, Qinglin got the latest method to treat dark-fall—when the sword is completely dark-fallen , with the spiritual power and enchantment contained in the beads, it strongly rebounded the completely released dark falling power.

In this way, the dark state of the sword can be changed from beginning to end.

"..." Zhu Keqie looked at his intact hands and arms, then reached out to touch his smooth forehead, with a dazed expression on his face.

Aobashi smiled, he didn't mind the existence of Dark Fallen Knife in his future Honmaru.That is to say, when he appeared in front of Sanriyue, he knew that Candlestick Qie Guangzhong was in the next room and was in a dark state.But he didn't mind the Dark Falling Knife getting in the way, so after teaching Grandpa Knife, he also gave a lesson to the Dark Falling Knife that inspired him and Sanri Yueshou.

Now, after the class was over, after Qinglin left some refreshments, when a certain Zhendao was still in a daze, he left the stage with honor.

Qinglin: If you want to be grateful, obediently assist Sanriyue in doing things!Dear Honmaru Mi-chan!

"Master..." On the other side, he was still holding the "Traveler's Guide: Home Appliance Use Encyclopedia", but Zongsan Zuowenwen, who was in the kitchen at that time, looked at Qinglin who appeared not far away in an instant, and couldn't help but want to On the spot, he pulled out the impulse to vibrate the saber at his waist, and made a sound.

At that time, Da Dao with the long pink hair had already remembered the identity of the blue-haired man: one of the five swords in the world, said to be the most beautiful Sanri Yue Zongjin.

In other words, in his eyes, Qinglin has already been marked as the most beautiful sword sleeper, and he played extremely cruelly - and he was the kind who caught the bag on the spot.

"It turned out to be Zongsan~~" Qinglin, who didn't understand the idea of ​​fighting a sword, could only smile awkwardly in this situation—he felt that he seemed to have awakened the strange attribute of "being handsome for less than three seconds" , how to break?

"Master, Zong Sanni?" Just at this moment, the little angel Wu Hutui appeared on the stage holding a small white milk cat, rubbing his red eyes.

"Tui Jiang, what's the matter?" Qing Lin, who felt that it was related to the Dark Falling Knife recently, looked at those red eyes, made a sound, and walked towards Wuhu Tui.

"Qi, what happened?" Zong San, who was entrusted to his younger brother because of his meritorious service as a servant, put down his hand that was about to draw his sword, made a sound, and also walked towards the five tigers.

"Oh, the cat said, His Highness Xiaohuwan is missing..." Wu Hutui looked at Qing Lin who was walking towards him anxiously, and rushed towards him with tears in his eyes.

Then, under Qinglin's comfort and head-patting, he said these words intermittently.

"His Royal Highness Xiaohumaru?" Because of certain things, Qinglin, who had a psychological shadow on the sword, was clever, but in the next second, he realized that Wuhu Tui, who was raised at home before, had never touched the ferocious wild fox. Ability, so he said softly: "Is it His Highness Xiaohumaru who retired the sauce Honmaru?"

At the same time, he who said such words was looking at the white kitten with unkind eyes.

The little white milk cat wanted to escape, but was hugged by Zongsan, who had a heart-to-heart with Qinglin, and couldn't break free.

"Wuwu, yes, master..." On the other side, Wuhutui, who was crying in Qinglin's arms, began to talk about his Honmaru...

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Qinglin's two "psychological shadows"-the vicious and ferocious Liuhua Xiaohumaru, and the Yato-that's why his fingers tremble when the gods give him Yato's business card Ah, but it's the same egg, but fortunately this night's fight is not that night's fight.

Many years later, grandpa and Qinglin are together

Everyone is puzzled, how can these two extreme egoists get mixed up?

Zong San: I have already seen through everything, heh (the left text uses a mocking face)