[Comprehensive] Aunt lived for 2000 years

Tachibana Cheng didn't eat much, and he couldn't eat so much Candlestick Cut. He finished eating long ago and waited for Candlestick Cut.

Candlestick took a few bites to finish the meal, stood up to clean up the dishes, and stood by the sink to wash the dishes.

"Mr. Candlestick Che, teach me how to cook."

"I can do it in the future." Candlestick cut said.

There was still a lot of porridge left in the pot, Tachibana Cheng stood on the stool and tiptoed to look into the pot: "May I leave some porridge for Mr. Qingguang."

But California Qingguang is definitely sleeping by now.

Candlestick refused to teach Tachibana Cheng how to cook, and returned to the room after washing the dishes. Tachibana stood in the kitchen for a while, and then stood lightly on the corridor outside.

weather is good.

But this Honmaru is actually very dilapidated. Although it can be seen that it used to be gorgeous, but because there is no support from the spiritual power of the god judge, all the trees and rivers have dried up, and the huge tree with a strong sense of presence also reveals With a decadent smell.

Tachibana Cheng stood in front of the tree, with his hands attached to the rough bark.

The spiritual power in the body spread along the trunk bit by bit to the entire Honmaru surrounded by the enchantment. This dying tree became full of vitality due to the irrigation of spiritual power, and the branches and buds grew out, and flower buds grew at the end .

This Honmaru is changing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The dilapidated houses and broken equipment were all repaired due to spiritual power, the dried up river started to flow again, and the exposed grass began to sprout grass tips, and gradually became no different from other Honmaru.

But he still lacks the most important point.

He turned a clear sky into a dark cloudy sky.

The light rain beat on the eaves, making a tinkling sound, the air became moist, and the wind with water vapor blew in along the window and door cracks. Tachibana Cheng did not bring an umbrella, was drenched by the rain, raised his head Looking at the blooming cherry blossoms, they are so lush and beautiful.

Hope the rainy weather can make them more comfortable.

With such thoughts in mind, Tachibana Cheng ran to the corridor while drenched in the rain. He wiped his rain-soaked hair, and prepared to go back to his room to get his clothes to take a bath and soak in the hot spring.

"Spring has returned, and the cherry blossoms are patrolling and blooming late." Jiang Xue, who woke up because of the change in spiritual power, pushed open the window, awakened by the foggy water vapor, and looked at the clusters of cherry blossoms in the distance , and Tachibana Cheng, who came back in a panic in the rain, said a haiku.

Li Huacheng couldn't understand what Jiang Xue was saying. Seeing Jiang Xue woke up, he turned his head and smiled at Jiang Xue, and asked, "Do you want porridge? The porridge made by Mr. Candlestick Cut is delicious."

Jiang Xue was taken aback, and looked down at the child who needed to stand on tiptoes to lie on the window of his room: "It's still hot, I'll bring it to you."

Jiang Xue's current appearance is not good-looking, with a hideous bone mask covering half of his face, while the other side of his intact face has black and red patterns spreading from the base of the ear, along the neck to under the collar, Even the whites of his eyes have turned black. It stands to reason that his appearance is very terrifying.

But Tachibana Cheng could still smile at him.

Is there a picture?

But has become such a self, is there anything that can be used?

Whether it's fighting or...

Tachibana Cheng ran over with a tray in his hand. Although he could lower his voice, the sound of clogs on the wooden floor was still quite loud. On the paulownia tray were three small bowls filled with most of the vegetable porridge. He raised the tray above his head and handed it to Jiang Xue who was still sitting by the window.

"Is it your family that was with you yesterday? I'm sorry because I have to leave some for Mr. Kiyomitsu, so there are not too many. Please try it."

Jiang Xue reached out to take the tray, and the three bowls of porridge were placed firmly, exuding a strong fragrance.

Zongsan and Xiaoye were faintly waking up because of their voices, Jiang Xue made a booing gesture to Huacheng, and put the tray aside.

"Then I'll go first, I have to change clothes." After Li Huacheng delivered the porridge, he turned and left.

"Brother...?" Zong San climbed up. He propped himself on the ground with one hand. The open front of his clothes revealed his milky white skin. He was very thin. The mark of the demon king printed on the chest.

"Why don't you go to sleep again." Jiang Xue closed the window, pushed the tray and sat down.

Zong San and Jiang Xue's fall is actually not much different. His heart is not as tough as California's. Even if he didn't participate in the killing of the master, he was infected by the black energy of this pill, and it became more and more serious. In Zuo Wenwen's family, the one who has fallen the lightest is actually the youngest, Xiao Ye.

Xiaoye is not a rare knife, I don't know how many knives it is in this pill, but he has a clear mind and a level of tenacity that the two brothers can't match. It seems that the two brothers are useless except for fighting , Sometimes even need Xiao Ye to take care of.

Xiaoye rubbed her eyes, she was about to wake up.

He smelled the porridge, sniffed, and opened his eyes.

The taste of food.

"Drink it, it was sent by the god judge." Jiang Xue took the bowl and handed it to his brothers: "That child will not do such things as poisoning."

Zong San took the bowl, looked at the rotten porridge and emerald green vegetable leaves in the white porcelain bowl, sniffed it and took a sip.Xiaoye looked at it, crawled out of the quilt, and leaned over to Zongsan's side to look at the porridge in Zongsan's bowl.

Zongsan smiled, picked up the spoon on the tray, scooped up a little bit and blew it cold, and brought it to Xiaoye's mouth. Xiaoye opened his mouth wide and drank the porridge. He nodded while chewing.

The three bowls of porridge on the tray were finished by the three brothers. Xiaoye was the most adaptable to the daytime. After folding his bedding, he took the tray and the empty bowls and wanted to send them to the kitchen and wash them.

Honmaru, who had changed to Meiyu, became much more comfortable. Xiaoye breathed the air with a little bit of grass smell, and was rarely happy.

Honmaru became alive again.

Everything seems to be on track.

Maybe this time the god judge is still a child, so he won't do the same thing as the previous god judge.

Torture, abuse, forced to play due to serious injuries, and not giving hands after being injured, none of them are unbearable for the Sword Fusangshen.

Children don't know that much.

Xiao Ye thought to herself, that new judge is younger than herself and has a sweet smile.He also gave them delicious porridge. Yesterday, he saw Jin Jian running out from the god judge with sugar.

He actually wants to eat too.

However, as a not-so-rare dagger, his personality is not likable, and even those who come to judge the gods will not like him.

There are quite a few people in Honmaru who are hostile to the God Judge. Although he didn't join yesterday's action, he is aware of the situation that day.

California clear light refused.

But the judge looked like a really good boy.

So it's okay to look forward to it a little bit.

Holding the tray, Xiao Ye felt a little excited.

Tachibana Cheng was not lazy this time, he sat down at the table, holding the documents and other messy things left by Foxanosuke.

He opened the scroll, and there were portraits of characters in each frame, marked with sword faction and name.

Tachibana Cheng took a look, and some of them didn't have portraits, while others turned into black and white or black and red, like Qingguang, which was black and red, and the color of the candlesticks was a little off. It has turned blood red.

This is... according to their souls...

Still... black air.

Speaking of the black air, he was still a little concerned about the pool in the knife forging room, after all, the black air in that pool can already be called the place where Honmaru's most concentrated gathering.

Maybe he should take the time to take a look.