[Comprehensive] The god judge goes to the ice and three points of sweetness

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The children didn't quite get used to the rough feet, and the delicate feet hurt from being pricked, but the two children never frowned, but followed behind Yamabukiri firmly.

After crossing the Katsura River, Akechi Mitsuhide gave the soldiers great rewards, and even offered official posts to their brothers.

"From today onwards, His Highness Guangxiu will soon become a member of the world. Even the lowly people who carry shoes should rejoice and do their best to be loyal and brave."

"Our soldiers have two goals. Today is the day to establish martial arts. If you have any wish, you can say it now. Those who have brothers and heirs don't have to worry about no one inheriting the family business. Select those who are close to the family to inherit the family business. The rewards of everyone depend on the depth of loyalty!"

Akechi Mitsuhide pointed to the distance: "Go forward, the enemy is at Honnoji Temple!"

The soldier gnawed on the unbearably hard steamed buns and drank the dry spring water. Hearing this, his eyes brought hope from the confusion just now.

There was a soldier next to him with a very small portrait in his hand. The little boy on it was smiling brightly. The soldier turned his head and saw the white-haired Wuhutui. Jin Pingtang, whose shape could not be clearly seen, gently opened Wu Hutui's hand, and put it in the palm of his hand.

Wuhu Tui smiled shyly at the soldier, then stretched out his hand, saw the curious eyes of Xiao Ye Zuo Wenwen, peeled off the candy wrapper in his hand, and stuffed it into Xiao Ye Zuo Wenwen's mouth.

The little bandit had sweet candy in his mouth, his face softened, he even smiled a little, and then he said thank you seriously to the soldier, but the soldier was embarrassed, he touched Xiao Ye Zuozizi's head, and then I found an excuse and left the place.

When he heard the words Honnoji, Yaki Hasebe couldn't help trembling a little, and even looked a little trembling. The concerned eyes from the swords beside him warmed his heart a lot.

Amano Genemon smiled at them not far away, and Mikazuki Munechi nodded in response.

The Honnoji Temple was already in front of him, and Hasebe raised his head to look straight ahead, and firmly clenched the body in his hand.

Oda Nobunaga, the man who played the main role in his life, the man who made him feel ashamed, is about to kill himself in the fire here, for his own dignity.

chapter15

On the eve of the Honnoji Temple, the rain was dripping, and there was no fresh smell like Honno, but a smell of rotting flesh.

The tense atmosphere permeated the air with the unpleasant smell, and the humidity made people feel a little itchy, but Yamabuki Kunihiro and California Kiyomitsu did not dare to take any action, they just found a cover and quietly waiting for the best time.

"You guys are being polite. Your lord already knows about the great gift that everyone welcomes from afar, but the lord has already realized how cold the weather is. He specially called the villain here, and please go back now, lords."

Kunihiro Yamababa hid behind a tree not far from Kuritaguchi Yamashina, the body in his hand was tightly clenched, and the tip of his nose moved slightly, he smelled the disgusting smell of the retrograde soldier.

Mori Ranmaru is an adult, but still wears the bun of his youth, with broken hair scattered around, with baby fat on his cheeks, although his expression is gentle, but when facing these nobles and ministers, his aura becomes tough.

The nobles carried cumbersome things on their bodies, and in order to welcome Oda Nobunaga, they also brought a lot of attendants. They looked at each other and handed some small things to be given to Oda Nobunaga to Mori Ranmaru hands.

"Thank you for remembering us, my lord. These things are not respect. Please say more good things in front of your lord."

Mori Ranmaru took it with a smile, and these ministers were relieved. They didn't see Oda Nobunaga. One of the ministers seemed to be dissatisfied, but he couldn't get angry in front of Mori Ranmaru. He kicked the attendant who was helping to hold the umbrella, and said angrily, "How did you lift it? The rain is dripping on you."

When the ministers left, Mori Ranmaru looked at the exquisite gold ornaments in his arms. His gentle expression just now turned cold. He turned his head to look, and saw that the faces of the children nestled in the corner next to them were very dirty. Looking at his stomach, he looked at Mori Ranmaru pitifully.

Putting the jewelry on the child's head, the golden jewelry shone on the child's rough hair. Before the child could react, Mori Ranmaru had already got on the horse.

California Qingguang walked out from behind the tree first, watched the child carefully touch the jewelry on his head, shrugged his shoulders, and said not far away: "Hey, how long are you going to hide there?"

After finishing speaking, he bent his body, and the sword of the retrograde army slid across his waist. California Qingguang lightly jumped to the side, and spun around on one foot: "Interesting."

There are not many retrograde troops this time, and this small part of the expenditure is used to protect Mori Ranmaru. Kami Kiyomitsu and Yamabuki Kunihiro glanced at each other. Pierced the retrograde army behind California Qingguang.

Pushing aside the retrograde army's sword beside him, California Qingguang's braid drew an arc in the air, and finally leaned obediently behind him.

"It seems that we have to solve it quickly, otherwise it will be bad if Mitsuhide Akechi becomes suspicious of us going out for such a long time."

Yamabuchi pulled the sheet down and let out a hum.

Wiping away all the ashes on the sword, California Qingguang showed his trademark smile at the child hiding behind the tree with only his small head exposed. The child screamed, turned around and ran away without a trace.

California Kiyomitsu touched his cheek, then turned his head to look at Yamabuchi Kunihiro, with a serious tone: "My current makeup is fine, if it is not cute, the master will not love me."

Yamabuki Kunihiro glanced at California Kiyomitsu lightly, pulled the quilt and turned around, his shoulders trembling slightly.

California Qingguang: "...Hey! What are you laughing at!"

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"Yes, it has been confirmed that Oda Nobunaga has settled down in Honnoji Temple." Amano Genemon crumpled up the note in his hand, stepped forward and whispered in Akechi Mitsuhide's ear.

Akechi Mitsuhide nodded, took out the map from the side, looked at the map of Japan, clapped his hands and laughed, "Are you ready to witness our era?"

Amano Genemon was also beaming with joy, he put his sword across his chest, and made a standard military salute: "General, preparations have already been made."

When Kami Kiyomitsu and Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro came back, Amano Genemon had just come out of the general's camp, and because of the arrangement, he greeted the two in a happy mood.

"Where did you two go?" Amano Genemon saw the dewdrops on the two of them, and there was a little doubt in his eyes.

Yamabuki Kunihiro's reaction was extremely quick: "People have three urgencies." Yamabuki's expression was always serious, but when he said this, he seemed sincere, and he didn't mean to lie at all, which made people believe it.

The samurai chuckled: "That's right." After a while, he recalled the plan in the tent just now, and the smile in his eyes couldn't be concealed: "Everyone, please get ready, we are going to fight soon."

Outside the tent, the two children were together with a candy delivery soldier from yesterday. They didn't know what they were doing, and California Qingguang came to him curiously.

The morning rain and dew made the two children feel the humidity. Wuhu turned his head and saw his acquaintance, and smiled at California Qingguang behind him: "Mr. California, you are back."

Qingguang squatted down, and approached the child with great interest: "What are you playing?"

The soldier spread out the hand he was holding, and the sheep bone inside was divided into small pieces. The soldier threw the sheep bone in his hand lightly, and then caught it with the back of his hand.

California Qingguang was aroused: "Can I try?"

"How is the task completed?" San Riyue knelt aside, watching Qing Guang and the two children fight with the soldier.

Kunihiro Yamabasa sat next to Mikazuki, poured a cup of tea from the teapot beside him, held it in his hand, and dispelled the morning cold: "It's going well, there are not many retrograde troops guarding Mori Ranmaru."

Yaki Hasebe frowned: "The retrograde army wants the person who should have died to live." Speaking of this, Yaki Hasebe didn't hold back, and said again: "He will make this kind of unhealthy Put the certain factors by your side and die well, even if you survived, won’t you commit another crime in the future?”

Mikazuki Zongjin put the teacup in his hand on the table, and smiled: "It's really interesting." Seeing Yaki Hasebe looking this way, Mikazuki said, "Very good, very good."

The flames of war quickly spread, and the sound of iron cannon firing exploded in the ears, deafening.

The sound of screaming, the sound of guns and swords colliding together, and the music from hell played quickly.

"Someone rebelled, go and see who the traitor is?!" Oda Nobunaga looked at Mori Ranmaru beside him, his immature face still had such an indifferent smile, which made Oda Nobunaga nervous Become relieved: "You are calm."

Mori Ranmaru put his hands together, saluted, picked up the moving light, and ran out, hurried back after half the pay: "It's the Kikyo flag seal, it seems to be the only army guarded by Hinata!"

"Kankyo?" Oda Nobunaga stood up suddenly: "Mitsuhide?" Oda Nobunaga fell to the spot, the sword in his hand was tightly held: "We still can't win." If he can't win, then he The only thing that can be given is not much trust.

"Are you afraid?" Oda Nobunaga stabilized his mind, stood up, clenched Yaken Toshiro in his hand, and looked at Xiaoxin beside him. The child he watched growing up had already clenched The immobile Xingguang in his hand shook his head at him with firm eyes.

A huge space-time distortion emanated from the sky, Yamabuki Kunihiro looked at the people around him: "Get ready, it's coming."

The retrograde army appeared in front of Xiaoxin, such as Oda Nobunaga and Mori Ranmaru, who had blazed a bloody path, forming an encirclement.

Amano Genemon looked at the retrograde army in front of him: "Who are you, why are you always blocking my way?"

Those retrograde soldiers just opened their mouths and made ahhh sounds, hoarse and sweet blood slipped from the corners of their mouths, this bloodthirsty look made Genemon Amano frown: "It seems that I want you to get out of the way!" Impossible."

With a moment to ease, Oda Nobunaga and others retreated quickly. They needed a chance to break through so that they could reach the troops scattered elsewhere and have a chance to compete with Mitsuhide Akechi.

Kami Kiyomitsu and Koki Hasebe sprang out from behind Amano Genemon, the main body collided with the retrograde army's sword, and the flames burst into light between the collisions.

"Hurry up and chase it." Kami Kiyomitsu nodded at Amano Genemon behind him.

Hasebe looked at the back of Oda Nobunaga leaving quickly, pursed his lips slightly, and looked at the retrograde army in front of him with an obviously unkind expression: "You guys are really unlucky, I'm in a very bad mood today. "

"Please leave this way quickly." Mori Ranmaru gritted his teeth as he looked at the people who were chasing after him, and ran to the side with the remaining small letters.

Oda Nobunaga shouted: "Come back!" The child paused, and finally gave Oda Nobunaga a bright smile, and then ran away resolutely.

The child on the screen smiled, with the belief that he must die, but his face was full of glory. Song Si sat on the chair, raised his chin, and shook the bell in his hand with great interest.

"What do you think?" Song Si pointed to the screen, the wound on the child's leg could no longer restrain the spray of blood: "Die for others? Is it worth it?"

Song Xian Jianding paused, and put the brewed tea in front of Song Si: "As a subordinate, it is worth dying for the master."

Song Si looked at the steaming tea in front of him, and the corner of his mouth lightly curled up: "Then you'd better save your lives, I don't need your so-called worthiness."

Because of his life, he doesn't want to bear the fate of others.

chapter16

Song Xian Kanesada was stunned at the local area, and after half the salary, he laughed dumbly: "Okay, I will remember." He said it seriously, and his tone seemed to be coaxing a child who has not yet been known.

The sound of the blade cutting through the air exploded in my ears, Utari Kanesada smiled stiffly on his lips, looked at the knife at his feet, and swallowed.

"I don't like the way you talk to me like this." The dislike in Song Si's eyes was obvious.

Song Xian Kaneding came back to his senses, picked up the knife at his feet, took out a handkerchief, wiped it clean and put it in front of Song Si: "Understood."

"Accompany me to the present world tomorrow." Song Si put the knife in front of his sleeve into his sleeve: "I want to get some ready-made lilies."

Kasen Kanesada was stunned for a while, nodded and said yes, then looked at the big screen with Mori Ranmaru's face printed on it: "Don't you need to continue to observe their behavior?"

Song Si poured all the tea in the cup on the ground, and the hot air floated in the air: "If you can't even complete a Honneng Temple, you might as well solve it with a knife."

California Qingguang's hands trembled, and a scar appeared on his body. Just now he felt an inexplicable chill, the corner of his mouth twitched, he lifted the sword of the marching army in front of him, and turned his head to look at the time distortion not far away: "Also I don't know what's going on with Yamaba Kiri Kunihiro?"

Mori Ranmaru was running with big strides, breathing the cold air for a long time made his throat uncomfortable, turned his head to look, and the faces of a few Xiaoxin beside him were full of fear and fear, Mori Ranmaru stopped, and put the Fudo Xingguang pulled out: "What are you all afraid of?!"

"To die for the Lord! It is an honor!" Mori Ranmaru shouted from the side: "As warriors, how can you be afraid of the enemy, cheer me up to deal with the enemy!"

Mikazuki and Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro hid behind the pillars of the Honno-ji Temple, breathing as lightly as possible, waiting for the arrival of Amano Genemon.

When the samurai looked at Mori Ranmaru in front of him, he looked left and right, but he didn't see the shadow of Oda Nobunaga, so he realized that he had been tricked by Xiaoxin.

Amano Genemon's eyes were full of anger. He watched the several Xiaoxin in front of him raise the swords in his hands, and saw the Fudo Gyoko in Mori Ranmaru's hand at the first glance.

Oda Nobunaga's favorite sword was given to such a cunning little letter.

"Mori Luan, are you afraid of death?" Amano Genemon's Jumoni gun pointed directly at Mori Ranmaru, who still had an immature face in front of him.

Mori Ranmaru shook his head, clenched Fudo Xingguang in his hand, Amano Genemon had a smile in his eyes, and the child was like an overconfident moth when he rushed up.

Oda Nobunaga's life is over, the child who survived for Oda Nobunaga has no need to survive, Amano Genemon opened his lips slightly: "Then let me see you off."

One knife, another knife, blood stained Mori Ranmaru's thin clothes, the child was like a butterfly reborn from the ashes, the firmness under the delicate face was shockingly beautiful.

Mori Ranmaru lost too much blood, his body began to become sluggish, and even heavy snow began to appear in front of his eyes. It was the first time he met the Lord. The man's face had a breathtaking look, which could not make people feel An air of disrespect.

That day, he gave his life to this man, and he wanted to see the prosperity that man said.

Mori Ranmaru shook his head, trying to wake himself up, but under more scars, he couldn't support himself and knelt down on one knee: "I may not see the prosperity you mentioned, my lord."

The moment Mori Ranmaru closed his eyes, a large number of retrograde troops appeared around Mori Ranmaru, tightly protecting Mori Ranmaru, and Amano Genemon faced this group of people who could not even be called human. The retrograde army really has no good temper.

The target of the retrograde army is the swords and swords belonging to historical markers and spiritual powers.

Amano Genemon and the two swords present became the main direction of attack. Mori Ranmaru had a moment of respite. He tried hard to open the sword in front of him and rushed towards the direction where Oda Nobunaga was escaping.

Blood was sprinkled all the way, and Mori Ranmaru's wound kept bleeding, and he staggered.

He wanted to see the Lord again, and wanted to protect the Lord until the last moment.

Mikazuki slashed at the enemy's waist and abdomen, and Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro was also entangled by several retrograde troops, but fortunately Yakiri Hasebe was able to escape.

Even though the entangled one couldn't escape, Mikazuki Zongjin still smiled gently: "Kakiri Hasebe, it's up to you, please protect history."

Mori Ranmaru pushed away Oda Nobunaga's dormitory. The man was dressed in white single clothes, and his face was still the same as before we met at that time. In the past ten years, in his eyes, his master has never changed. Pass.

The man was also covered in blood all over his body, and the dark red blood eroded the white single clothes. The man turned his head and smiled.

Actually laughed?Under such circumstances, he could still laugh so presumptuously, probably only his master could do it.

Mori Ranmaru tried his best to support his body, and walked up to Oda Nobunaga step by step, and the next moment he was embraced by those generous hands.

"All the back roads have been blocked, we can't go." Oda Nobunaga's voice was hoarse, he looked at the sky full of fire in front of him, and the bullets filled the Honnoji Temple with fireworks, "Ranmaru, what the hell am I going to do?" Still lost."

Mori Ranmaru shook his head, he tried his best to support the cabinet next to him and stood up, he looked at the man in front of him, and laughed too, the childish laughter and the thick laughter of an adult man merged together: " No, you are always the winner in my heart."

This kind of ridiculous but naive words, uttered from Xiao Xin, who has always been calm in his actions, made Oda Nobunaga's wry smile become more chic: "Well said!"

The wine bottle that celebrated Huan Yu last night was still there, Oda Nobunaga lowered his body, looked out the window at the approaching soldiers, and smashed the wine bottle to the ground, the smell of alcohol spread in the air.

The wine bottle that he celebrated yesterday became everything that he buried himself in today. Oda Nobunaga said with a sarcasm: "I heard that my head is worth a lot of money. If they take it, I might as well take it myself." .”

Xiao Xin next to him had complete trust in his mouth, and handed the candlestick in front of him to the man in front of him. He had long been prepared to die for this man, and if he could die with his master, maybe he would also be a nice ending.

Killed a few retrograde soldiers who were waiting in the back road and ran outside the dormitory. Before they could break in, the fire that rushed up in front of them infected the eyes of Yaki Hasebe, and the flames soared into the sky. It was the last unyielding roar of a man bound by fate and betrayal.

Yaki Hasebe stared at everything in front of him, but he didn't have the pleasure he should have had after the death of that person, but felt a little regretful instead.

At the moment of Oda Nobunaga's death, the flames of war began to subside slowly. Hasebe looked back and saw the grim faces of those dead soldiers. He took a deep breath, and the smell of alcohol still lingered in the air. middle.

In Kiyomitsu, California, Yamabuta Kiri Kunihiro and Mikazuki Munekin had already been waiting at the door, and Mikazuki looked at him with a smile in his eyes: "Very good, very good, you did a good job."

There was ringing in Hasebe's ears, and the man's roar seemed to be still lingering. He shook his head: "No, I didn't do anything."

Wuhu Tui's low sobbing sound broke through Hasebe's eyes that had been dyed red by the fire just now, and he turned his head to see that the two children were surrounded by a soldier who had lost his breath.

Sanriyue walked up and saw that familiar face, it was the soldier who gave candies to the two children, and he was the only one who played with the children in the boring life of the army.

Xiao Ye couldn't see the expression on Zuo Wen's words very clearly, but he was tightly holding the sheep bone that the man gave them in his hand.

Qingguang squatted down and found a fragment from the soldier's clenched hands, drawing a bright smiling child and a refined and gentle woman into the eye sockets.

The air seemed to be evacuated for a moment, and California Qingguang couldn't breathe. He carefully put the fragment into the soldier's shirt, and pressed it tightly against his heart.

Foxnosuke's cry became violent at this moment, as if mourning for the dead.

His hands gradually became transparent, Wu Hutui held the soldier's skirt firmly, and when he opened his eyes again, he had already returned to the familiar Honmaru's formation, Wuhutui looked at his hands.

His hands were covered with that soldier's blood, and he even carried the simple-faced man who often smiled at them, and he just fell silent.

After all, the battlefield is cruel, and the five tigers realized this again after retreating from the peaceful Honmaru.

Wu Hutui's eyes were slightly red, and tears were rolling in them. The moment he saw Song Si, he rushed forward, and after being embraced by Song Si, he wiped all his tears on the man's clothes.

Song Si sighed, knelt down, touched the child's head, wiped away the child's tears with the back of his hand, then pulled the child's hands in front of him, and wiped them carefully with a handkerchief.

"Parting, life and death are inevitable." Song Si's voice was still cold, and the words were flat, but there was some helplessness in it.

Looking at the five tigers retreating in front of him, Song Si suddenly remembered the child named Sen Lanmaru on the screen, who was also at the same age, but was used to seeing life and death, and faced death without fear.

"History has not changed. Mori Ranmaru and Oda Nobunaga have been confirmed dead." Song Si stood up and handed the handkerchief to Wuhutai: "Very well done, Yamabuki Kunihiro."

Shanlao glanced at Song Si in surprise, but looked a little radiant amidst the fatigue.

"Everyone, please rest well." Song Si pursed his lips.

"Welcome home."

chapter17

The sheep bone in his hand was thrown up in the air, blocking the sunlight in front of his eyes, Wu Hu retreated to catch it with the back of his hand, staring at his palm absently.

"You don't seem to be happy." A refined voice came from behind. The man's purple hair was tied up with a pink headband, revealing his delicate forehead, looking at him with a gentle smile.

Five Tigers flinched for a moment: "You are?"

"Ah, I haven't introduced myself yet." Kasen Kanesada sat down next to Wuhutai: "I am Utasen Kanesada, and the original owner is Hosokawa Tadakashi. Speaking of which, the main target of the change of Honnoji Temple you went to this time is Oda. Nobunaga is somewhat involved."

Mentioning this appearance, the child's eyes were full of inexplicable displeasure, and the frustration interfered with Kasen Kanesada, and he sighed: "Some things are inevitable."

"For the prosperity of the family, my original owner finally chose to send his third son, Tadori, to Edo Castle as a hostage." Kasen Kanesada rolled his eyes, saw the child looking at him, and stretched out his hand to gently hold the child. Putting aside the broken hair on his forehead: "In his later years, he passed on the position of family governor to the third son."

"There are always some things we can't control, so try to make up for it."

The child breathed a sigh of relief, and the oppressive atmosphere gradually became more relaxed. Wuhu Tui showed his first shy smile after returning to Honmaru.

Song Xian Kanesada just stood up, but when he turned his head, he calmed down, and then smiled slightly at the visitor: "When did the master come?"

"In the beginning." Song Si handed the little tiger who had been clinging to him since he finally got back to Honmaru, and handed it into Wu Hutui's arms.

Kasen Kanesada paused, not because his security was too poor, but because the new master walked too lightly, so lightly that he couldn't notice it. Gexian Kanesada looked at Song Si's feet. How could it be possible for those feet wearing wooden clogs? Will it make any noise?

When Gexian Kaneding was puzzled, Song Si felt a little uncomfortable being stared at. He looked at the pair of black clogs on his feet and asked, "Do you like it?"

Kasen Kanesada came back to his senses, shook his head, and said with a smile: "It's not."

The person in front of him had slight doubts on his face, but he finally calmed down. Ge Xian Kaneda had found the tea set a long time ago, and slightly knelt towards Song Si, who sat opposite Ge Xian.

It is interesting to watch the tea making process once. The doll’s imitation ability is very strong. Song Si can perfectly imitate Kasen Kanesada’s set of coherent movements just a few times.

Turning his head to look, the somewhat old chessboard attracted Song Si's attention. He stepped forward and twisted a chess piece. The black chess piece in his fair hand was very eye-catching.

"Want to have a game?" Kasen Kanesada put down the tea set in his hand, and saw the man nodded, his eyebrows and eyes curved.

Song Si was a typical stinky chess player, but he couldn't stop itching his hands. Looking at the chessboard in front of him, his eyebrows were about to wrinkle together, and Wu Hutui hugged the little tiger and giggled.

Song Si knocked over the teacup in hand when Gexian Kanesada was playing chess.

The water drops fell on the ground, and the teacup collided with the ground and made a violent sound. Kasen Kanesada's hand shook, and the white piece in his hand fell on the chessboard, reaching a restricted area where it should not be touched.

Seeing the mouth corners of the person in front of him slightly raised, Kasen Kanesada slightly paused the hand he wanted to explain, and withdrew his hand, pretending to be shocked by a mistake, watching Song Si eat most of his white stones.

Wuhu Tui and Song Si looked at each other for a second, and clapped their hands together. The two of them were like two children. It seemed that they were bound to win, but it made Kasen Kanesada laugh, and nodded at the three-day moon at the door with a smile on his face. nod.

On the third day, Yue Zong walked into the room and sat on the opposite side of the chessboard. Just like this, he watched the chess game that General Song Si was about to win, and it was almost a tie, so he couldn't help laughing.

Song Si scratched his head holding the sunspot, not at all calm and composed. Hearing San Riyue's laughter, he immediately looked like a cat whose fur had exploded, with a stern look in his eyes: "Are you laughing at me?" ?"

San Riyue just shook his head, took the black stone in Song Si's hand, twisted it and put it in one place, Song Xian Jianding paused to look at the chessboard, shook his head and put the white stone in his hand into the basket beside him: "I lost .”

Before Song Si could react, he looked at the chessboard intently, and the sunspot occupied a key position in it, so that there was no strength to refute it. Although he had to admit, San Riyue's level was higher than his.

Winning, but winning is not very comfortable, the key move is not his behavior, he looked at San Riyue who was kneeling at the side, holding a teacup and drinking mellow Longjing tea: "Tomorrow, come and play chess with me. "

Sanri Yuezong narrowed his eyes and nodded, "Okay."

Song Si stood up, frowned at the overturned tea stains just now: "Gaxian Kanesada, it's time to go to this world."

Wanwu is located in the gap between time and space in history, and it is an area where current affairs can guarantee safety.

Wanwu is not a house, but a very long street, east and west are visited on both sides of the street, and it is so simple that it cannot afford any name, and it is still visited and previewed by others.

The flower shop is located in the innermost part of ten thousand houses, and it looks a bit bleak because of the long-time unscrupulous person who stepped in. The arrival of Song Si and Kasen Kanesada has brought a glimmer of life to this small sea of ​​flowers.

"What do you all need?" A woman lifted the curtain, with a perfect expression, elegant movements, no pores visible on her delicate face, she was stunned when she saw Song Si, and then nodded slightly at Song Si .

The familiar smell, the smell of blood that does not belong to the living.

Song Si also nodded at the woman: "Is there a lily?"

The woman squatted down, the peony flowers on her head pierced the air and shuttled among the flowers.

When she saw the woman again, the bouquet of lilies in her hand filled the air with a seductive fragrance. The woman smiled softly and put the lily in Song Si's hand: "I haven't seen it before." For those of the same kind from over there, this bouquet of lilies is a welcome gift."

The exquisite gift bag that had been prepared a long time ago seemed as if this woman had known about his arrival a long time ago. Kasen Kanesada stood beside him and suddenly remembered the land in the backyard that had not been fully planted: "You have this kind of flower seeds?"

The woman froze for a moment, then stepped forward and raised Kasen Kanesada's chin, with a hint of teasing in her eyes: "It's been a long time since I've seen such a handsome handsome guy, and he looks a bit like Yuzu's master."

"Little handsome guy, just give me a kiss, how about I give you the lily seeds?" The woman was playing around, but Kasen Kanesada saw the indifference in the woman's eyes, just like the indifference in Song Si's eyes.

similar?Kasen Kanesada suddenly remembered the keyword that the woman emphasized, and a trace of curiosity flashed in his eyes.

The woman sighed, let go of the hand holding Kasen Kanesada's chin, and took out a small purse from the cabinet beside her: "Really, the beauty is still distracted in front of her."

Kasen Kanesada took the small pouch, looked at the seeds inside, still smiling gently, nodded at the woman, took out a few small pouches from his original bag and put them on the table.

Suddenly a child ran in at the door, the child's cheeks were slightly red, and the woman stepped forward: "What's wrong with the grapefruit?"

Kasen Kanesada was still picking other fresh seeds, when she heard the woman clap her hands, she suddenly realized: "So that's it, it's very easy for you to grow taller, you just need to go back and tell your master that you need water and milk to blend together." .”

Water and milk?Is that what he thought?

Kasen Kanesada paused his hands, twitched the corners of his mouth, turned his head to look at the child who had not yet reached his waist, and was about to say something, but heard the child bowing to the woman in a spirited manner , said thank you, and ran away holding a bouquet of flowers.

Song Si looked at Kasen Kanesada who became a little stiff at the side, and sighed: "Let's say goodbye first."

Kasen Kanesada woke up suddenly, put the flower in his hand back into the distance, looked at the woman with a strange expression, even panic, the woman laughed out loud.

As puppets that can reflect the inner world of the breeders, their fate and life have always been like this, and they need to love and be loved.

The woman looked at Song Si, who was not tall, with a trace of pity in her eyes, but many people would not give the dolls the so-called love, so they would not be able to grow taller, just like the child named Yuzu, like It was the god-inspector named Song Si.

"Do you like lilies?" Gexian Kanesada looked at Song Si who was holding the flowers, that person's pale face almost merged with the lilies, as if he was about to leave at any time, but he finally opened his mouth.

Song Si looked at the lily in his arms, and shook his head: "I don't like it." But master, I like it very much, that is his only keeper, even if he didn't teach him how to love.

When they arrived at a remote place, Song Si took out the matches in his pocket, found firewood, put the lilies in the middle of the fire, and watched the lilies dry up little by little, and finally turned into ashes.

Song Si Kaneding just stood beside Song Si, and quietly accompanied Song Si. He heard Song Si's voice, and there was a hint of nostalgia in his cold voice: "Today is the death day of my only relative."

Kasen Kanesada felt the deep sorrow from Song Si, sighed slightly, walked to Song Si's side, and patted Song Si's shoulder lightly.