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

The short knives in front of him were well polished. Although they were not as delicate as those of Song Si's, they were in line with his preferences. He nodded, took the body in Jin Jian's hand, and patted Jin Jian's head: "I will."

Imakimura was not originally Ushiwakamaru's close-fitting sword, but the current politics messed up his memory, and now, Imaiken has truly become Ushiwakamaru's sword.

Song Si leaned against the tree, looking indifferently at the beautifully folded thousand paper crane, after jumping down from the tree, he carefully put the thousand paper crane in the palm of his hand, the child was very attentive, folded it very nice.

"Chang Gubu, can you stack this thing?" Chang Gubu, who was on guard not far from Song Si, heard Song Si's words, hurried up a few steps, walked to Song Si's side, carefully Looking carefully at the things in Song Si's hands, he nodded.

After finding the paper, Hasebe cut it and opened it, and then taught Song Si to fold a thousand paper cranes hand in hand.

Song Si's learning ability is very strong, and the thousand paper cranes in his hand are a bit more beautiful than those folded by Niu Ruomaru. I see."

Looking at the package in front of him, Niu Ruomaru felt a little disappointed. He suddenly remembered something, and raised his eyes to ask Wu Hutui: "Where is the sign we were together at that time?"

Ushiwakamaru stood in front of the sign, he stood at the original place, and then gestured with his hands: "Have I grown taller?"

"Really." Wu Hutui gestured carefully, and he stretched out his hand to gesture in front of Ushiwakamaru: "It's almost as long as my finger."

Talking about the five tigers backing off and letting Niu Ruomaru out of the way, he also measured his own height, and after making gestures, he was very frustrated: "I haven't grown a bit."

"In the future, I will grow taller than adults." Ushiwakamaru's face still has baby fat, and when he speaks, he looks serious and serious like an old pedant, and the funny Wuhu retreats there and laughs.

Standing on the edge of the desert, Ushiwakamaru looked at the origami crane in his hand, pursed his lips, turned his head to look, but did not see Yaken Toshiro.

"Is the master not here?"

"He was not very well, so he didn't come."

Niu Ruowan hummed, took Song Si's hand, and sighed when he saw the man's frowning, and said, "Did the master ask you to tell me anything?"

"I just want you to study hard."

"understood."

Song Si also saw Yaken Fujishiro this morning. He was full of energy, holding a medicine bowl in his hand and coaxing him to drink the medicine. If he doesn't come now, he probably doesn't want to be with Ushiwakamaru who has been with him for so long. When we parted, it was hard.

Not seeing is the best ending.

The child hooked Song Si's hand and walked slowly in the desert. When Song Si turned his head to look at him, the eyes were gurgling on the tightly wrapped face for fear of being burned by the scorching heat of the desert. Turning around, occasionally showing a devilish smile.

Seemingly not at all unhappy, Song Si coughed twice, and held the child's little hand tighter.

The temperature on this person's body has been very cold since before. If he hadn't felt the oppression of this person's natural aura that day, he might have thought that there was a piece of ice beside him. Also feel cold.

The journey in the desert is the same as before, very long, far away, with no end in sight. When he gets sleepy, he will stretch out his hand and pull Song Si's sleeve, shake his head, blink his eyes, and then go Will be picked up by this person and fall asleep on this person's shoulders.

If it weren't for the fear that this person would not be able to hold him anymore, Ushiwakamaru even hoped that this person could hold him all the time, because although this embrace is like a big piece of ice, but he was thinking about this matter in his heart and ended up with this person If there is a chance, you will want to stay a little longer.

It wasn't until he saw the familiar building over there that Niu Ruomaru suddenly woke up. He firmly grasped Song Si's sleeve. It wasn't until this moment that he felt that it was time to say goodbye.

When the whole body of Ushiwakamaru was exposed, Song Si saw that the child was a stranger to the era he belonged to, so Song Si stretched out his hand and put Uwakamaru down from his arms.

"The master of the temple should be waiting for you very anxiously." Song Si pushed the child's back, and took off all the troublesome clothes on the child and put them in the small luggage.

Niu Ruomaru staggered towards the temple, he turned his head to look at Song Si, the man stood there, watching him leave quietly, it didn't look like Song Si had abandoned him, but he Abandoned adults.

After a while, when Song Si lowered his head and thought about how long it would take for the retrograde army behind him to come back to him, he saw the kid Ushiwakamaru running back to his side like a small cannonball. He threw himself into his arms fiercely.

"You also have to live well, wait for me to grow up, and then be defeated by me."

Without waiting for Song Si's answer, Niu Wakamaru ran into the courtyard, and then Song Si heard the sound of something fragile being hit on the ground. Song Si understood that the master in the temple should have discovered Uwakamaru's body. exist.

After a while, Song Si saw on the wall beside him, the child who had turned over carefully from the wall, was looking at Song Si eagerly, and when he saw Song Si, there was a strangeness in his eyes and after being discovered of fear.

Shizheng, after all, sent an identical substitute.

The appearance of these two children is almost exactly the same, even the occasional tantrums are very similar in comparison.

"Who are you?" The child blinked, just like when Song Si saw the child at the beginning, his eyes were full of innocence.

"Pedestrians passing by, come here to offer incense." Song Si coughed twice. In this era, the weather was still very hot, but Song Si was wearing heavy clothes, holding a heater in his hand, especially his face was extremely pale.

"Ah, it's because of illness." Ushiwakamaru nodded, and Ruoyou put his hand to his mouth and blew softly: "Hush, I'm going to find my mother. The children heard."

Song Si stood there, looked at the appearance of the fake Uwakamaru, made a gesture of please, and left the place straight away, leaving the fake Uwakamaru riding on the wall, staring at Song Si's back , doubts written all over his face.

"Eh? Didn't this person come here to offer incense? Why did he go back before he went in?"

It’s been a long time since I’ve come to this era, and it’s not easy to see so many marching troops. Song Si moved his shoulders and ankles, and looked at the dark marching army in front of him: “I’ve been here for a long time. I can’t move my body anymore, and you just came over to help me move around.”

Song Si stood up and took out the shuriken. He was used to using a small knife. It was time to practice the shuriken.

Then came the unilateral massacre. It was not difficult to see that Song Si was taking advantage of this group of retrograde troops.

The rest of the retrograde army looked at the counterfeit Uwakamaru who had already climbed over the wall, and gestured to each other, and they were about to chase after the child, but they were caught by Song Si, and impatiently uttered sharp words at Song Si. roar.

"I'm really sorry, the child has to live and do me a big favor, you can't touch the child for the time being."

When he was about to go back again, Song Si saw the iron shop that was used to take out the chips deep in his throat, and it had been replaced by a tea house.

In just a few days, it started to change so quickly, and the speed of the world's changes made Song Si only sigh.

"You're back." Standing at the edge of the desert, the remaining swords were behind that line, fixedly looking at the remaining swords in front of him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, at least the group of swords following him It hasn't changed from beginning to end.

"I'm back, I'll take you out to eat today, what do you want to eat?"

The children cheered and ordered a few shops they had long been optimistic about, and then one of them grabbed Song Si's hand. The two short knives looked extremely excited. Song Si pursed his lips and smiled slightly.

"How about I take them there, you don't seem to be in a good state of mind, why don't you go back and rest first?"

Yaken Toshiro looked at Song Si's face, saw the pale cheek of the man, asked softly, and took the small hands of the short knives from Song Si's hand.

"It's okay, but the half-pay time won't affect anything."

Led a group of people to the tea shop, because it really made them bored in the room for too long, the children hadn't had meat for a long time, and the meat in front of them made them feast on it, but they didn't see Song Si eating two mouthfuls Put down the chopsticks.

The man's tightly wrinkled brows made Sanri Yuezong bring tea over to him: "What's wrong?"

"My sense of taste is starting to get worse, too."

Song Si, who always paid attention to food, seemed a little dissatisfied. He put the dried chili on the side into his mouth and chewed it raw, but in the end he didn't taste the original taste of anything.

"It seems that our schedule is going to be raised." Sanri Yue Zongjin stretched out his hand and snatched the remaining chili from Song Si's hand: "You can't eat too much of this stuff, it won't make your stomach feel better if you eat too much."

"Yeah." Song Si bit his lower lip, he looked at the rest of Dao Jian's caring eyes, and the corner of his mouth lightly curled up. When he heard the sound of the door curtain being raised, he subconsciously turned his head to look.

Zong San Zuo Wenwen and Jiang Xue Zuo Wenwen were standing at the door, looking inside with a little helplessness, and finally their eyes fell on Song Si and Xiao Ye Zuo Wenwen, and then they bothered and wanted to leave, but they heard Song Si and Xiao Ye Zuo Wenwen. Si said: "Leave it."

At this moment, the two of them didn't know whether to leave or stay. They paused for a while, and finally sat down on the table beside them. Jiang Xuezuo frowned and asked the person beside him, "Do you have any instructions?"

"Three days later, if your side succeeds, take Xiao Ye Zuo Wenwen and leave."

"what?"

The sad expression on Zong San Zuo Wenwen's face became somewhat inexplicable. Not long ago, Song Si had just rejected their request to take Xiao Ye Zuo Wenwen away, but now this person voluntarily let go.

"Did something happen?"

Jiang Xue rubbed the handle of the knife with left words. This person should have known their plan, so this person is an unstable factor.

"It's nothing." Song Si felt that Xiao Ye's Zuo Wenwen's hand was pulling the corner of his clothes fiercely, so he didn't intend to say any more.

He is a god judge, but Xiao Ye Zuo Wenwen has the same knife as them. It is always right to leave a way for his knife, after all, these people have followed him for so long.

There were little tears in Xiaoye Zuowen's eyes, but his master didn't look at him cruelly, but made a decision he didn't want.

"Okay, we got it." Jiang Xue Zuowenwen stood up, put a few gray healing talisman papers on the table, then nodded to Song Si to understand, and left the courtyard with Zongsan Zuowenwen.

"What on earth are you going to do?" Yamato Shou'an came up to Song Si, with a faint doubt on his face, he didn't know what happened to Song Si who became weird recently from the beginning to the end.

"I want to live." Song Si looked at Yamato Shou'an in front of him, although he answered the question, but unexpectedly made Yamato Shou'an unable to continue asking.

Yamato Shou'an turned his head to look at Mikazuki Zongjin, but saw the sadness in the man's eyes, and knew that this man followed his master to hide a lot of things from them.

"Your letter." As soon as he returned, Sanri Yue Zongjin took out a letter from his arms: "You came back and forth for six days, probably on the third or fourth day. I can't open it without authorization."

Opening the letter, Song Si raised the corners of his mouth, with a faint smile in his eyes, he happily drank the tea on the side, and asked Sanri Yue Zongjin: "Can you make gunpowder?"

"Hahaha, this era is a gathering place for gunpowder." Sanri Yuezong laughed and said, "As long as you have money, you can get this kind of thing."

"How about we blow up Shizheng?" Song Si's eyes were slightly excited, as long as he thought of the last state of Shizheng who treated him as a little white mouse, his mood became much happier.

Sanri Yuezong was stunned for a moment, then tilted his head, smiled, and said yes.

"Also, let's send some over there by the way."

"The news has already come. If the information we have is correct, the god judge will enter the current affairs to negotiate in five days. We can go in and get what we want by the dawn of the next day, and then Give them a little surprise."

Song Si raised his small head, his cold eyes were full of pride, like a child waiting for praise.

"It's a great job." Mikazuki Zongjin praised according to his own wishes.

As long as they got the so-called dolls that Song Si needed and the contracts with his fingerprints, they would no longer need to cower here and live.

Current affairs...

Song Si threw the letter on the side into the brazier, watched the fire snake swallow the paper bit by bit, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

"You go to Yakiri Hasebe and Yamabukiri Kunihiro to discuss this matter, and we are about to leave." Song Si thought for a while, and then said: "Except for these two people, don't let other swords talk, wait until When they wake up, maybe we will go back."

Song Si looked at Sanri Yue Zongjin beside him: "You made me more confident, didn't you?"

"Yes." Sanri Yue Zongjin laughed twice, then took the order and left, leaving only Song Si alone in the end.

The extinguished brazier blew out the candlestick in front of him with the unpleasant smell of burning, and the whole room instantly became dark, just like the room he was in when he just woke up.

The only difference is that at least he is accompanied by someone, at least he doesn't need to be alone in this kind of place anymore.

He can get away from this place in no time.

go far.

The purse of lilies on Song Si's waist gave off a fragrance, weaving the fragrance of lilies in Song Si's dream.

It's about to end soon, all of this, it's all about to end.

"Can you trust the inside line over there?" Hasebe couldn't help but worry. He looked at the eyes clearly with a relaxed expression, just like the usual expression of annihilating the retrograde army.

Sanri Yue Zongjin said that it was impossible not to worry, but he still laughed haha, with an unappealing gentleness: "I heard that he is also an experimental god judge, and if he has a little friendship with the adults, there should be no problems."

"Going out this time, I think it's more dangerous than good." Analyzing the situation in front of him, Yamabuchi Kunihiro said, "Current affairs have shaped us, so there must be measures to prevent us from causing damage."

"Hahaha, but wouldn't it be interesting to make a joke about the so-called current affairs?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga raised his hand, twisted a piece of food and put it in his mouth, listening to the peanuts crunching in Tsurumaru Kuninaga's mouth With the crunching sound, several people paused immediately.

"..."

"Let's do it like this." Press cut Hasebe got up: "I'll go get ready."

When all the people dispersed, Sanri Yue Zong stayed inside the door, staring at Song Si's favorite dessert on the plate in front of him, the achievement is success, and the failure is life within three years.

This battle, they must win!

After knocking on the door twice, Yue Zong stood up to look at it on the third day, and saw Song Si standing in front of him, holding a teapot in his hand, and a flute on his waist: "How about going to the roof with me?"

Mikazuki Zongjin nodded.

Someone had already occupied the roof, Director Okita turned his head to look at the two people, his eyes narrowed when he saw the pastry in Song Si's hand, he seemed a little excited: "We really have a good understanding."

Before Song Si could speak, Director Chong Tian took the plate from Song Si's hand without authorization, twisted a piece and put it in his mouth.

Song Si just glanced at Mr. Okita lightly, and didn't stop him. His sense of taste is out of order now, and it doesn't matter whether he eats or not, but when he is sitting on the roof watching the moonlight, his mouth is a little too lonely.

"You said, how can human life be so short?" Wen Songsi, the general manager of Chongtian, heard the man's answer: "When life should not be terminated, it will not be terminated. There will always be people who are reborn from adversity, but when life When it’s time to die, just face it calmly.”

"Anyway, you can't do much." Song Si added another sentence as he looked at Mr. Okita who was staring blankly at him.

"Hahaha makes sense, you are really interesting." Director Okita laughed twice, and then he lowered his head with a dim light in his eyes: "But I haven't lived enough yet. Woolen cloth."

"me too."

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