I heard that all my swords have fallen

Yan Sanyi always likes to eat, drink and have fun among the mountains and rivers, don't the wild cranes in the clouds and wild cranes be at ease?The plum wife and the crane son are even more rare pleasures, so for so many years, he has been traveling between the mountains, rivers and seas, watching the spring flowers, autumn moon, and snow in the world, until one day, his good friend Ji Xiansi came out from the deep mountains and old forests.

Yan San drank the last glass of wine in the tavern, smiled and followed the address and method in the letter to look for it. I haven't seen him for many years. Of course, I have to treat the other party or be invited by the other party for a glass of wine.

When he found his friend, Yan San was stunned by what he saw.

I haven't seen him for several years, but Ji Xiansi is still the same as the breeze and moon when we first met, dressed in white clothes better than snow, it can be said that except for the three layers of snow on your body, no one in the world should wear white clothes.

But that's not the point, the point is that Ji Xiansi's life is simply too corrupt and corrupt.

He raised his left hand, and the handsome young man with beautiful red phoenix eyes immediately handed over a cup of tea. With a movement of his right hand, the handsome young man with long hair like ice and snow quietly pushed the snack over. eyeing.

Yan San looked at it for a long time, and couldn't help it: "Old Ji, what's the situation with you? Are you a landlord now?"

Ji Xiansi who was drinking tea was choked, he covered his face with his sleeve and coughed lightly, the expression of the person next to him suddenly tightened, "Master, how are you?"

He cared and patted the shoulders, and treated the Supreme Emperor carefully, without any carelessness.

Yan San stayed for a while, then suddenly smiled: "Okay, Lao Ji, I was still thinking about what kind of life you will live after you come out, um, not bad, not bad, very enjoyable."

He was not polite at all, and sat down carelessly: "That's right, there is no beauty in the world, why bother to be born in this world, you should eat, drink, and have fun."

Ji Xiansi smiled and looked at his friend. He had black long hair and a high bunch, and a simple and slim blue robe with long and wide sleeves, flying like clouds.

Long eyebrows drawn into the temples, Danfeng eyes are clear and bright, the bridge of the nose is straight, thin lips with the color of spring flowers, handsome and elegant.

"You haven't changed at all."

Yan San hummed: "You look very different." He saw the people around the young man: "I never thought you, a widowed old man, would be surrounded by so many children one day."

...Lonely old man?

……child?

Little Karasuma, Sanriyue and the others raised their eyebrows. They wanted to say something, but then they thought about the age of the lord. The lord's friends should be about the same size as the lord, right?

Xiaoye pursed her lips in Zuowen, quite cautiously: "What was the lord like before?"

Ji Xiansi never mentioned about the past, what was it like to spend so many years alone with his parents and family?

It seems that they are very concerned about this matter. Yan San, who knows his friend's personality, rests his chin with one hand: "It's just a lonely old man. The monsters and elves don't pay attention to him, and the place where he lives is deserted and there is no smell of fireworks."

Ji Xiansi looked at him helplessly: How could it be such an exaggeration.

And Yan San, who felt the distressed eyes of people around him looking at Lao Ji, smiled. Ji Xiansi was his friend, so he naturally hoped that others would treat him well.

This gentle idiot is quite reassuring.

The friends reunited, because of Ji Xiansi and because she really wanted to live here for a while, Yan San was a bit rude and decided to stay and eat and drink.

Soon, he felt that he was wrong, did he stay to watch all kinds of competitions and get jealous?

It's just that Ji Xiansi's rough nerves didn't feel anything, or it was because they were old, no matter how they looked at them, they thought Sanriyue and the others were a group of playful kids?

Yan San stayed for a while longer with the mentality that watching the excitement is not a big deal, and under Ji Xiansi's explanation, he understood what is the Honmaru, what is the time-traveling army, and the meaning of the existence of the swords.

He let out a groan, and couldn't help but be surprised: "Old Ji, you are now a civil servant."

Ji Xiansi couldn't help but pressed his forehead, he sighed, his clear phoenix eyes completely smiled: "You are always so speechless."

Yan San had a laugh, and swept his long hair: "Old Ji, this is called personal style."

Ji Xiansi was amused by him, her phoenix eyes were bent into gentle arcs, and her long eyelashes were so beautiful that she could only be compared with Qingfengmingyue. She was dumbfounded for a while by many men with swords.

Yan San: ... Are you enough?

In the following days, Yan Sanlei had a more intuitive feeling about Lao Ji's current life: it's so cool, it's like stretching out his clothes and opening his mouth, and the swords really hold him in their hands and keep him in their hearts up.

It was almost a dream to call his name.

wrong.Yan San said, who can be sure that they didn't shout?

On this day, a group of people drank afternoon tea, or it should be said that Ji Xiansi and his swordsmen were in the same group. Here, Yan San was biting a snack and watching the swordsmen show their hospitality alone.

The voice was as gentle as water: "Do you want to try this in the main hall? It should be very suitable for your taste."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga: "The chestnuts have been peeled for you, so let's put them here?"

Candlestick cut Guangzhong: "What do you want to eat today, my lord? As long as it is what my lord wants to eat, I will prepare it for you."

……

Yan San was stunned: "Are you enough? Old Ji is not a child."

Sanri Yuezong's eyes are very beautiful: "The main hall is not a child, but it is the main hall that we care about the most and love. No matter what we do, we still feel that it is not enough."

Yan San was once again speechless.

After a long while, he silently looked at Ji Xiansi, who was smiling and loving, "Old Ji, why do I feel that you have fallen into depravity after serving as a God judge? You agreed to earn your own living but you secretly became a big landlord. "

Ji Xiansi couldn't help laughing, and asked him: "If you're so envious, do you want to be a judge as well?"

Yan San was a little frightened, he waved his hands again and again: "Don't, don't, it's not like you don't know me. If you are a European judge, then I must be a judge who forged knives to the point of bankruptcy, so I'm still exempt."

During this period of getting along, the swordsmen have a good impression of the friend, the lord, who is chic and calm. If the lord is as gentle as water, then this person is as clear as the wind.

All in all a nice guy.

Because it's the lord's friend.

During this period of time, Ji Xiansi also got to know Yan Sanle's faults. Playing card games is always a guarantee of delivery. Compared with Yan Sanle, he is indeed a European, and he often gets into the soul at once.

Can't help laughing and joking: "If it's so wrong, why don't you find a Honmaru with a full knife account."

"Pfft, isn't this a fool's dream?"

But the next moment, the quiet little Karasuma spoke up: "There is no such thing as this kind of Honmaru."

Ji Xiansi and Yan San looked at it almost at the same time: "How to say?"

But seeing the expressions of the swordsmen were a little strange, mixed with some sadness, which made Yan Sanle and Ji Xiansi even more confused.

But they didn't whet the appetite, and quickly gave the answer: Dark Falling Honmaru.

"Dark fall?" Even Ji Xiansi heard this word for the first time, and couldn't help wondering: "What does this mean?"

After explaining, the two people understood what dark fallen swords are. The swords were summoned to be loyal to the god judges, but due to various reasons, or the inhuman treatment of the god judges, the swords became black. Be loyal to the master again.

Yan San was quite curious and asked Karasuma: "Then what's the situation with this Honmaru's sword you mentioned?"

Little Karasuma inevitably paid more attention to similar misfortunes. He sighed: "The first owner of this Honmaru was a little girl who was only hot for 3 minutes, and her personality seemed to be very moody. Later, she gave up Honmaru because of boredom."

"The Government of Time has also been worrying about this Honmaru, and has been looking for a new owner who can serve as this Honmaru."

——Give up the entire Honmaru because of boredom.

Yan San was silent for a moment, apart from sympathy for those swordsmen, it was more because he was also a European judge, and he was very rich.

——That's all.

As for serving as a god judge...he has no interest, civil servants are not as chic as quacks, and let's talk about falling behind... It's not like discrimination, fear, disgust, etc. like the god judges on the forum, as long as there is a thoughtful existence , being bullied and despised will generate resentment.

This is normal and understandable.

But understanding does not mean sympathy, so he went to serve as a judge.

Yan San is a lazy person. He always believes in letting nature take its course, so he doesn't bother to socialize with people. It's hard to trust another person with a blackened sword, right?

It's too tiring to associate with people who don't trust or even reject and hate you in the first place, and he doesn't bother to do it.

Also, he doesn't like to see other people as emotional trash cans, and he doesn't like to be seen as emotional trash cans by others.

He won't vent his emotions to other people, and at the same time, whoever dares to vent his bad emotions on him... Hehe, goodbye, do I owe you?

Because the previous judge had hurt them, that kind of resentment could easily be transferred to the new judge—it was a natural situation.

Thinking so, Yan San went out to buy wine secretly.

——Tonight I must get drunk!

However, this world is always full of flags of slapping and being slapped in the face.

Yan San, who didn't want to be a god judge, finally became a god judge, and Yan San, who didn't want to deal with the dark fallen swords because he thought it was too troublesome, finally dealt with the dark fallen swords.

He was fooled and became the judge who fell into Honmaru secretly.

Yan San, who stayed up late and finished reading horror comics, sighed: Life is so weird and unpredictable.

The author has something to say: Keke!Filling the hole, the idea is different.