Stable Polarized Practice

"So the general is not dead..."

An Ding breathed a sigh of relief: "Great, I thought this mission failed."

Qingguang also breathed a sigh of relief. After all, he was the one who stopped Li Fa's team leader from going to rescue the general, even if it was because he didn't know An Ding's position. He would definitely defect on the spot—but that didn't erase the fact that he did hinder the rescue of the general. Now that he knew that the general was alive and well, his situation would not be so embarrassing.

"Princess Chengye was just a little frightened, the housekeeper was not injured, and Aoze only had a slight injury on his forehead..."

Sitting side by side outside the door of the temporary infirmary in the rescue airship, Tei Yamazaki shook two thin sheets of paper: "It's just a skin trauma, it will be fine after bandaging."

"Oh...oh." An Ding raised his hand subconsciously and touched the bandage on his forehead. In fact, he really wanted to say that it doesn't matter if it is left alone. After all, it is fine to powder the body knife for such a minor injury. , but due to the fact that Qingguang and Sogo-kun are not the only ones here, there are many other team members, and there is no way to say this kind of thing, so he can only be dragged in by the doctor without saying a word to disinfect and apply medicine to his head Bandaged.

Qingguang glanced sideways at the bandage on his little friend's head, thinking that it seemed to be no different from An Ding's usual appearance, because the forehead guard that An Ding had been wearing before was a white forehead band...

It looks very similar to the snow-white bandage protruding from the dark blue hair now, the difference may be that there is no iron plate in the middle of the forehead-so, it is because An Ding did not wear a forehead guard that caused the forehead injury.

"And this, this..." Yamazaki hesitated to speak and looked at Qingguang who was sitting on the other side of An Ding. Because he didn't know how to address him, he opened his mouth for a while and didn't know what to say, black hair and red Fu Sangshen was stunned for a moment, and quickly reacted:

"Ah, my name is California Qingguang, which means children from the lower reaches of the river... something like that."

Yamazaki touched the back of his head and nodded: "Then it's California-kun, and California-kun didn't suffer any injuries. At present, only Captain Okita's injury is slightly more serious. It hasn't come out yet. The doctor said that Captain Okita's injury is a bit strange... "

The Shinsengumi inspector rubbed his chin in doubt: "Captain Okita doesn't have any external injuries, but his body seems to be under pressure, and there is a slight sign of internal bleeding. Although it is not serious, this symptom is very strange. What if it is oppressed by a heavy object?" Will there be any trauma?"

Qingguang: "..."

"Then if the general isn't here, where would he be?" An Ding nodded his chin thoughtfully, and suddenly asked, "Zongwu-jun is in charge of guarding the general, didn't even Zouwu-jun tell?"

"This..." Yamazaki Tai was distracted, and his expression was a little awkward for a while: "Because even Uncle Matsudaira didn't know before that the general was changed secretly. Before you boarded the cargo ship, everyone He thinks that the cargo ship is a real general..."

Yamazaki looked around, then whispered:

"The real general is still in Iga Ninja Village. Not only your air route has been attacked, but also the cover-ups of the sea route and land travel have been attacked at the same time. Fortunately, the general has been mixed with the guards of the shadow fighters pretending to be generals. The enemy did not expect The general will pretend to be a ninja, so they arrived at the ninja's base camp safely, and even the masters are there. We will go to Iga to support next. Uncle Matsudaira said that there will definitely be attacks there, Shinsengumi All those who stayed behind in Edo have been mobilized."

"Huh? Are they here at Dana?" An Ding was stunned for a moment: "If it's Dana from Wanshiwu... he should protect the general very well, right?"

An Ding is very confident in Sakata Gintoki: "Danna is very reliable."

Yamazaki Tai also nodded in agreement: "That's right, although the boss seems unreliable, he is a very reliable man at critical times."

Everyone here spoke highly of "Wanshiwu Danna", but Qingguang on the side slowly frowned, because the word "Danna"...has many different meanings, although it is said An Ding certainly wouldn't interpret it in a certain sense, but in this world, he felt a sense of crisis, so Qing Guang asked hesitantly: "An Ding, that... who is the 'Danna' you mentioned?" ah?"

"Danna from Wanshiwu?" An Ding turned his head and blinked his eyes, seemed to think carefully, and then said in an uncertain tone: "What he said is that he is a very strong warrior, and I always feel that ..."

With his hands neatly resting on his knees, An Ding leaned back slightly, and moved his gaze to the incandescent lamp above his head that was emitting a cool white light:

"... I always feel that Dana is a bit like the Lord Master."

Speaking of which, it has been so long since he came out to practice, does the lord miss him?

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"Ah-choo! Ah-choo! Ah-choo!!!"

After three huge sneezes in a row, the god judge had no choice but to lift off the god-protecting paper that was stuck on his face, and threw the snot-smeared paper into the trash can with a look of disgust, and then took over the thousand sons of today's servants. Muramasa handed over the handkerchief, and unceremoniously began to sneeze loudly.

"It's so strange, I didn't feel cold." The aunt finally rubbed the tip of her nose, which was red from sneezing, and looked at the sunny summer scenic spot outside the window in confusion: "I suspect that someone is cueing me, just now After fighting with the group of two hundred and five at the god judge meeting, there must be someone scolding me."

"Master, what are you talking about?" Qianzicun, who was lazily sitting on the side, said slowly, "During this period, the God-inspectors' Conference has been held frequently, but you didn't sneeze every time you came back."

"Maybe someone secretly scolded me this time?" The interrogator hugged his shoulders and retorted: "After all, the group of two hundred and five can't even understand the curse, so they can only hold back in their own pills and talk about me secretly. "

"huhuhuhu..." One of the three filthy people in Honmaru let out a meaningful laugh: "Then I am really more and more curious about what happened to my lord at the God Judge Conference."

As soon as she heard "What happened at the God Trial Conference", my aunt pulled down her rather long face, and put on an expression as if she had eaten a large piece of mustard: "Isn't it because the retrograde army is going to make a big fuss recently?" Yes, Shizheng suggests that all Honmaru temporarily stop sending swords to depolarize, because several swords practiced by Zhenzhen have been besieged and caused to be broken. As a result, several of our high-level people still have no opinion. The powerful guy started jumping up and down."

The judge squeezed his throat, and forced out a harsh tone: "What! My Honmaru's sword is still waiting to be polarized! If I can't practice for a while, it will affect our Honmaru's combat effectiveness!"

"Only his spiritual power." The judge said "tsk tsk" and shook his head: "Let's not talk about whether he can apply for the polarization quota, he wants to use a sword to depolarize, what spiritual power is needed?" At least let him take ten boxes of medicine pills, Shizheng is so short of people that even this kind of stuff is accepted."

Thinking back to their batch of God-inspectors back then, they were so full of spiritual power that even a mouthful of carbon dioxide was covered with spiritual power, but now I don’t know what’s wrong. I suspect that the modern version of Zhushen Dusk is coming.

"Then, my lord, since you have been to so many meetings, have you received any news about the solution?" Qianzicun was holding his chin, still hanging on what seemed to be meaningful in a certain field. Smiling, he said slowly: "Even if it is the 'Demon Sword', I am looking forward to becoming stronger through practice."

"What else can I do?" The god judge took out a piece of protective paper from the drawer beside him, and stuck it squarely on his forehead again: "There are technicians in Shizheng, and they can still carry keyboards. Can’t go to the battlefield? In the end, we have to call up the high-level swords in the God Judge Honmaru to form an army. Polarization has been on for a while before, and the fathers will definitely not be able to escape in a short period of time. I don’t know when California and Yamato will come back. If Those who came back might have caught up with this batch of conscripts..."

Probably soon, the judge touched his chin secretly. California Qingguang had already sent back the second letter. Sure enough, the original knife was reliable. If Yamato kept himself outside, maybe how long it would take to come back.

What is written in the letter from California is very strange, what spaceship, what pirate group, what celestial beings... Aliens have not been discovered in 3000 years of the Western calendar. Could it be that California has watched too many science fiction movies?

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"So, this guy is also my knife?"

Sougo Okita sat on the side of the bed in the simple infirmary with his arms folded, and said with a blank expression, "I don't remember buying such a fancy thing."

Bells and whistles: "..."

"That's not true." Qing Guang retorted: "Nor is An Ding, we all have masters—"

"Huh?" Sougo Okita raised his eyebrows: "I really don't have much impression of you, but this guy—"

Okita Sougo pointed at the sympathetic pastry that Yamazaki had sent back at this time (I don’t know why there are pastries on the rescue spacecraft), and a certain Daoist who was attracted to him, found out that he was mentioned, so he left in a daze. Lifting his head from the plate, An Ding chewed the pastry with puffy cheeks, blinked his big blue eyes curiously, and asked vaguely, "Me? What's wrong with me?"

Okita Sougo opened his scarlet eyes, stared closely at Fu Sangshen who had eyes of the same color as his own, and said unhurriedly, "This guy belongs to me."

In another world, Okita-kun is not their Okita-kun. Kiyomitsu narrowed his eyes slightly, and two pairs of red pupils of the same color looked at each other. The small infirmary room was filled with the smell of burning and gunpowder—even if it was another The Okita-kun of the world can't just take An Ding as his own for granted. An Ding must follow him back to Honmaru!

So Qing Guang said not to be outdone, "Stable."

Anding, who was still struggling with the red bean-flavored wagashi: "Huh? Kiyomitsu? What's wrong?"

The black-haired and red-eyed Fu Sangshen was still staring at the chestnut-haired policeman who had the same identity as the former owner in another world, the corners of his mouth drooped slightly, and he asked in a long tail:

"An Ding, your master is not this guy... right?"