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

Song Si's thin lips parted slightly, and he said hello: "For the sake of your dying, I'll play a song for you."

Director Chong Tian coughed twice in response to the occasion, he pushed Song Si, and shouted: "It's long-winded, hurry up."

On the third day, Yue Zongjin poured tea and put it in front of Chong Tian, ​​and then the two of them waited blankly for Song Si to play the tune.

"sounds so good."

The sound of the flute spread in the air, and Director Okita narrowed his eyes leisurely. The tune was mellow and sad. After a while, Okita's nose became sore, and he choked up and said: "If I die, I will never see Hijikata again." Sir, I can't see Shinpachi anymore, I can't even see that stinky boy Tetsunosuke Ichimura."

These words reminded Song Si of himself at that time, he stopped playing the flute, and patted Okita on the shoulder: "If I'm still alive in three days, then I will remember you."

These words seemed to be a promise, Okita laughed straight after hearing this, and then said: "Song Si, can you change the song, this one is too sad."

Song Si didn't know how to play other songs, but only the nursery rhyme. When he played it, Director Chong Tian suddenly burst out laughing, and the tears in his eyes were forced back.

He said, "What song is this?"

"Children's rhymes." Song Si put down his flute and said seriously.

"Then can you sing?"

"meeting."

"Sing it and listen to it." Director Chong Tian became interested, sat up, looked at Song Si eagerly, and waited for Song Si's answer.

"Under the bridge in front of the gate, a flock of ducks swam past. Come and count them, two four six seven eight." Song Si hadn't heard this song for a long time. In the family where the child was adopted, the mother sang Songs for his children, he remembers to this day.

"Hahahahaha, you still have such a childish time." Mr. Okita covered his stomach, rolled over with laughter, laughed and laughed, tears came down, he stood up and said, "I'm going down. "

"En." Song Si nodded, and when Chongtian climbed the ladder, he called Song Si's name: "You promised me, remember mine, don't forget."

"If I can still live." Song Si added a premise, and then saw that the man was satisfied.

After Chongtian went down, Song Si imitated what Chongtian did just now, and lay down on the roof. He hadn't relaxed like this for a long time.

Sanri Yue Zongjin usually just sat down, but this time he lifted up his coat and lay down beside Song Si.

"When a person dies, he will become a star, so what if the puppet dies?"

"Probably it will become part of the moonlight." Mikazuki Zongjin said with a smile.

Song Si was so dazzling, Sanri Yuezong thought to himself, although he was cold, but he couldn't make people look away, it must be the crescent moon in the sky.

"Really?" Song Si believed Sanri Yue Zongjin's words, he felt the moonlight on his face, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "That's really great."

The Ikedaya incident, and the last two days.

The era of the Shinsengumi is coming soon.

The era belonging to Song Si is just around the corner.

Song Si stood in the courtyard, looking at the Shimura Tetsunosuke who was thinking about how to get the assigned sword in the Shinsengumi courtyard. When he saw Song Si, Shimura Tetsunosuke ran over, He asked Song Si: "Where's the brat who fought with me last time! My uncle is very powerful now, I have to show him some color!"

"Let's go." Song Si glanced at Tetsunosuke Ichimura lightly, then looked at the big tree in the courtyard in a daze.

"Where did he go?" Shimura Tetsunosuke asked in a daze.

"Go find the truth about warriors." Song Si said something casually.

Tetsunosuke Shimura nodded his head, and then he was very excited: "When I get my revenge, I will go to tour this era."

Hearing the word "revenge", Song Si seemed to have seen another Xiao Ye Zuo's words, and then he came back to his senses: "Revenge?"

Then I saw the child clenched his fist: "I'm going to kill all the Banba faction!"

Song Si let out a groan, then jumped on his toes lightly, and jumped onto the tree trunk: "Then it seems that you can't go out for a parade."

The final victory belongs to the Banba faction, not the Shinsengumi. The development of this era is like this, and there is nothing to say.

Shimura Tetsunosuke was taken aback, and then yelled at Song Si on the tree: "Don't you believe me?"

Song Si glanced at Tetsunosuke Ichimura indifferently, then turned around, leaned against the tree trunk, closed his eyes, and ignored the child again.

"How dare you despise me, I will come and defeat you when I become powerful!" After speaking, Shimura Tetsunosuke left angrily.

Mikazuki Zongjin held a wooden sword in his hand, looked at Tetsunosuke Ichimura who was going away, and asked Song Si: "Are you teasing him again?"

"Why do these kids always want to beat me?" Song Si turned to look at Tetsunosuke Ichimura: "He will never be better than me in his life, because I won't grow old."

Sanri Yuezong laughed out loud twice, and took it as a joke.

Because he won't grow old, he couldn't defeat Song Si until Shimura Tetsunosuke got old. If the translation is correct, that's probably what it means.

Song Si jumped down, took the wooden sword in Sanri Yuezong's hand, looked it over carefully, then shook it casually in the air, and said disgustedly: "It's too light."

"What are you using this wooden sword for?" Sanri Yue Zong looked closely at Song Si who had never liked using wooden swords.

"I haven't exercised my muscles and bones for a long time. I'm afraid I will start exercising in two days. Now I will go to Hijikata Toshizo to practice my hands."

When Yamazaki finished his report, Hijikata Toshisan saw Song Si coming this way with a wooden sword, no matter how he looked at it, he was a little angry, thinking that he had neglected this person and caused his dissatisfaction, and just wanted to say something , I heard the man's request.

"How about a competition?" Song Si threw another wooden sword in front of Toshisan Hijikata, and when Toshisan Hijikata caught it subconsciously, he really needed to change this subconscious challenge.

"Okay." Tukata Toshisan was stunned for a moment, then put the pipe in the other hand aside and ignited it: "I won't show mercy because of you."

Song Si standing in the center of the field looked very serious, with killing intent in his eyes, which gave Hijikata Toshisan the feeling that they were not competing, but were actually on the battlefield.

"You..." Before he finished speaking, he saw Song Si who had already attacked.

Song Si's hands are very fast, and it takes almost an instant for the knife to rise and fall. Hijikata Suizan's intuition is very accurate, and he will subconsciously dodge every time,

Song Si felt a little annoyed at the feeling of cutting empty every time, so he worked harder on his legs.

This was the first time that Hijikata Toshizo felt like an opponent, and a lot of fighting spirit rose in his eyes, but he didn't expect that the person who pretended to be stupid in front of him for the first time had such skill.

But also, such a person is not bad after all.

Soon, both of them reached a tie, Song Si was dressed roughly, his eyes were full of fighting spirit, soon he was able to draw with Okita Souji, but now he can draw with Hijikata Toshisan.

"Are you really not considering joining the Shinsengumi?"

Tukata Toshisan put the wooden sword on the shelf beside him, looked at Song Si with serious eyes, but shook his head at the man: "When things on my side stabilize, I will find a leisurely place , Live the life I want to live, it's too messy here."

These words are not very pleasant, but they are true words. Joining the Shinsengumi must face battles. If this person doesn't like fighting so much, I'm afraid he will definitely not agree with him.

"I'm leaving in five days. Before that, thank you for taking care of me." Song Si slightly bowed to the person in front of him. It will be more than a month in the Xinxuan group, and the attitude of this group of people is very kind to them. .

"Ah." Tukata Toishan looked at the person in front of him, asked his attendant to bring something, and put it in front of Song Si.

It was an exquisitely packaged box, which contained the information of most of the dignitaries of this era, as well as some trajectories of actions. If Song Si could pretend that it was a coincidence, he would definitely be able to find a good next home.

What surprised Song Si wasn't the materials, but that Hijikata Toshizo pressed a book of haiku at the bottom, which he didn't usually show others to read, but he gave Song Si a copy.

"Take it as a parting gift." Hijikata Toshisan put the wooden sword used by Song Si into Song Si's hand again: "Let's keep this as a souvenir too."

After this person came here, he helped a lot. Most of his subordinates still like to play pranks, but this group of people asked for help from his side, but not many people came to find the whereabouts of this person. Yes, all of them were hacked to death by this person.

"Thank you." Song Si put away his things, stood up, and bowed.

Some yellowed leaves from unknown sources floated to Song Si's feet. He lowered his head and picked up the leaves. The lines on them were amazingly clear. Song Si looked at Shanba Kirihiro in front of him, Suddenly pursed his lips.

Speaking of which, he has known this group of swords for almost two or three years. The first time he saw Yamabuki Kunihiro, it seemed to be autumn, and the fiery red maple leaves are still in Yamabuki Kunihiro's favorite place. Inside the booklet.

"Speaking of it, it seems that I haven't said it for a long time. Yamabuki Kunihiro, your sheets are very good." Yamabuki was talking to California Qingguang, and he kept saying imitations. Hearing Song Si's words, Suddenly froze.

"Even if it's an imitation..." Yamabuchi Kunihiro suddenly fell silent, with a thin blush on his face.

"Hahahahaha, is Yamabukiri shy?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga made a surprised expression, his eyes full of playfulness: "This is really surprising."

Seeing the swords and swords quarreling together, Song Si raised his eyes to look at the sky, the glare of the sun shone into Song Si's eyes, subconsciously, physiological tears welled up.

"Your wound needs to be checked." Hasebe reminded from the side, and Song Si withdrew his gaze. When he looked in front of him, his long eyelashes were stained with salt water, and the curled up look was impressive. Can't help but take a second look.

On the third day, Yue Zong took the handkerchief, put it in Song Si's hand, and pointed to the corner of his eye.

Wiping away the tears, Song Si stood up and walked to the inner room. While walking, Song Si heard the last report of Sanri Yuezong: "The current political experiment has ended, and now they have begun to release some of their The deepest fear in my heart."

"I heard that many god judges have been driven crazy." Sankai Yuezong pursed his lips, seeming to be a little disdainful of these things Shizheng did: "The number of dark fallen Honmaru began to increase, and Shizheng distributed all the swords after dark fall For most of the normal judges, conduct a second observation."

Song Si raised his eyebrows, Shizheng played a good hand, he began to wonder what news he would get now if he was still in the pill, and finally shrugged, realizing that he really hadn't thought of anything.

He has no weaknesses, the only weakness is his master as a killer, the woman is dead.

"It seems that there should be no longer able to bear it." Song Si stood up, looked at the letter in his hand that was quietly handed over by Sanri Yuezong just now, and the corner of his mouth lightly curled: "Go back and sharpen all your blades to me. Be neat, let's fight quickly, blow up the place, take the things and run away, understand?"

"According to the plan, there shouldn't be too many people blocking us."

"But speaking of it, the current political map..." Mikazuki Zongjin pushed open the door of the inner room and frowned, "Based on most of your memory, we still don't know where your contract is placed."

The corner of Song Si's mouth was frivolous: "If you encounter a place that you can't pass, just blow it up for me, and you will always find it."

These words are full of domineering, quite a childish demeanor.

Mikazuki Zongjin suddenly laughed, he nodded and said hello, then he heard Yaken Toshiro outside the door asking if he wanted to come in.

Called in, Sanri Yuezong picked up another topic. Song Si didn't want the rest of the swords to know about it. He always respected Song Si's choice. He looked at an unopened letter beside him.

"This is……"

"Ah, the challenge letter that Ichimura Tetsunosuke sent me." Song Si said, then glanced at the thing in front of him contemptuously, and finally cursed with a wry smile: "It's just a guy with no hair at all." .”

Sanri Yuezong opened the letter with some interest, and then looked at the typos all over the page, the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily, he smiled at Song Si and said: "This child should learn how to write first."

"The wound is fine." Yaoken Fujishiro put the gauze aside, and applied some anti-itch medicine on it to prevent Song Si from being overwhelmed when the wound was healing.

Song Si looked at Sanri Yue Zongjin beside him, with a certainty in his eyes.

You see, in this way, you can rest assured that I will go into the current affairs to get things.

Sanri Yuezong sighed, they went in to grab something, how could they be so upright in this person's eyes.

But this kind of Song Si really makes people feel great.

Yaken Toshiro looked at the meeting of eyes between the two people, and felt that there was something that the two people were hiding from him, and wanted to ask a question, but saw Tsukimune Mikami shook his head, shut his mouth, got up and said goodbye .

When he got out of the door, he saw Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who had been smiling all the time, talking to Kakiri Hasebe with a lot of thoughts, and when he saw him, he smiled at him, then turned and left, just Yakuken Toshiro was left feeling a little inexplicable alone.

This made him feel that all the swords under Song Si had a common little secret, but no one told him, it was terrible, and the little boy frowned.

Song Si dragged out a box from the side, Sanri Yue Zongjin watched Song Si counting the knives one by one, looking very serious, when Sanri Yuezong approached to look, he found that it was empty up.

Sanri Yuezong took the box into his hands, turned it upside down and looked at it again, but found that there was nothing in the box. He just couldn't figure out why Song Si had so many knives in such a small box. inner.

Before the research was complete, Song Si stuffed a small knife into his chest near Sanri Yue Zong: "Help sharpen the knife."

Before three days of Yue Zongjin's response, he saw Song Si put the box away, and then went to the side to study the base map of current affairs. Seriously, he picked up a pen and ink and drew on the white paper.

Sanri Yue Zong stared at Song Si closely for a while, but had no choice but to get up and go to the whetstone beside him, and sharpened the dull knives one by one until they could shine out the appearance of others in the sun.

When Sanri Yuezong was nearly finished, he saw Song Si who was seriously placing a white paper in front of him, and he asked Sanri Yuezong: "Look, I've finished the drawing."

After wiping off the water on his hand, he took the map that Song Si had drawn in his hand. The large and small marks on it were very clear, and even the roads were clearly marked.

"What is this?" Sanri Yuezong asked Song Si curiously, pointing to the dots that had been smeared out.

"Current affairs surveillance cameras." Song Si frowned, frowning frowningly at the dense cameras.

"Are you sure you just stayed in Shizheng for an afternoon?" Sanri Yuezong raised his eyebrows, looked at the many smear marks on it, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"Do you have any questions?" Song Si glanced at Sanri Yue Zongjin, then lowered his head to study the map.

"The memory of the puppet is really strong." Sanri Yuezong said, adding a compliment to Song Si in his words.

"A killer needs to be familiar with the terrain and imitate a variety of characters. This kind of memory can also be cultivated." Remembering the frequent throwing of things by Sanri Yuezong, Song Si added: "The same goes for swords."

On the third day, Yue Zongjin heard the meaning of Song Si's extension, laughed twice, took a dried purple potato from the side, and put it in Song Si's mouth: "I know, at least when I entered the current affairs, I didn't will get lost."

"Better so."

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