[Comprehensive] The growth record of the god judge

Yao Yan took a day off to run errands. He squatted in the dormitory and opened the space crack. After searching for a long time in the torrent of time, he chose the time and landed in that time point accurately.

Those fusangshen who were born in Honmaru may have stayed in the gap of space for a long time, and their bodies were also contaminated with the breath of time. Almost all of them realized the ability related to time and space after they were reborn.

Among them, the daggers and Wakizashi are more sensitive.

The place where he landed was a forest surrounded by tall trees.The soil on the ground was a little moist, as if it had just rained last night, and the leaves were condensed with water vapor, green and green, with a little light shining through.

Yaoken stepped on the intertwined vines on the ground and walked into the depths of the woods. The shadows of the trees above his head were mottled. When he pushed aside the layers of branches, his eyes suddenly opened up, and he saw a shrine.

The shrine does not look big, only a small torii gate, very old, in front of the gate there is a young man sweeping the floor with a broom in his hand, when he heard the sound of tree branches rubbing against each other, he looked up vigilantly, and was pleasantly surprised when he saw that it was Yaken look.

"Yaoyan—" The boy waved at him.

"Yo, Jinjian." Yao Yan stepped forward, "Long time no see."

"Long time no see!" Imai threw the broom, turned around and ran into the shrine, "Everyone—come out quickly! Yaoken is here!"

"What what? Who's here?"

"Yaoyan? Wow, it's been a long time since I saw you!"

Hearing the turmoil inside, Yao Yan shook his head helplessly, and walked inside.

In the shrine, Imai is sitting on Yanrong's shoulder and talking to him with a smile, Qingjiang and Ishikimaru are discussing something, Yingmaru is sitting on the side with a cup of tea, Dabaoping is leaning against the wall holding a broom .

Seeing Yaoyan walk in, a group of people happily came over to greet him, saying that it's been a long time, would you like to have a drink?

Yaoken smiled and rejected the proposal.

"I have something to do this time, by the way, where is Taroden? Jiroden is not here?"

"It's their turn to go out." Shiqiemaru smiled, and he pointed in a direction, "Shuzhuwan Hall and Jiang Xuedian are over there."

It was seen through at a glance.

Yaken sighed helplessly. In this shrine, Ishikimaru and Taro are generally in charge, but for the news that Yaken brought this time, it is still necessary to communicate with Suzumaru and Jiang Xuezuowen first.

"Then I'll go there first." Yaken waved his hand at Ishikirimaru, turned around and walked towards the depths of the shrine.

Behind him, smiling Qing Jiang stroked his chin thoughtfully, "Tsk tsk, is there something important? It doesn't look easy."

Shiqiewan stared at Yaken's slender figure, and smiled silently.

"It might be a great thing."

Today is Saturday, and Grandpa Sanada is going fishing with two large carry-on bags.

The timing of their departure was naturally in accordance with Grandpa Sanada's habit. The old man sat in the driver's cab and fiddled with the switches, and sometimes dozed off on the wooden porch at the door. Sanada carried the fishing gear back and forth without complaint.

After a while, the old man sat in the cab tilting his head and nodding the steering wheel. Sanada also got into the car holding Shiya who was blowing bubbles in his arms, put Shiya on the back seat, and covered him with a blanket.

Then Grandpa Sanada was sitting in the driver's seat, Sanada was sitting in the co-pilot, and Tokiya was sleeping soundly in the back seat. The car left the Sanada Dojo in Kanagawa against the morning breeze with a fragrance.

Grandpa Sanada doesn't like to go to those farms for fishing, but likes to drill into corners all over the country, especially every corner in the countryside, and this time is no exception.

This time his destination was a relatively remote town below Kanagawa. It is said that there is a very quiet water pool on the back mountain of that town. It is not purely for fishing.

Well, I went there because of the beauty of nature.

Of course, it would be even better if you can catch big fish.

The car drove slowly and steadily, and the original two-hour journey suddenly turned into four hours.At noon, a group of three drove the car into the hotel in the town. Grandpa Sanada reversed the car into the parking space. Sanada got out of the car and hung all kinds of luggage on himself from the trunk. Just opened the rear door.

Grandpa Sanada locked the car, Kazuma Sanada walked in front, and Shiya walked behind, holding Grandpa Sanada's clothes, rubbing his eyes and yawning.

The three opened a three-person room, and after entering the room together, Sanada began to pack his luggage, and Grandpa Sanada pressed his head to wash his face and brush his teeth.

After lunch at noon, Tokiya finally woke up, so after being surprised at how he came to this unknown town from Kanagawa all of a sudden, he happily carried the snacks and wallet keys that Sanada had prepared for him. The backpack followed by the grandparents and grandchildren went up the mountain.

The trees on the mountain were lush and the breeze was cool, so I couldn't help wrapping my clothes tightly to keep out the cold.The soil under his feet was not muddy, and he walked along an unobvious path, and soon came to a pool of water.

The pool was neither big nor small, and Grandpa Sanada took Sanada to walk half a circle around the pool, and chose a good place to put down the fishing gear, and then knelt on the grass and bent over to reach the peaceful place. water surface.

The water was extremely cold, and the moment his fingers touched the surface of the water, he trembled from the cold. He rubbed his hands and stood up, looking around.

A small path leads to a secluded path, winding and spreading deep into the woods.

"Tokiya! Don't go too far!" Sanada reminded loudly from behind.

He also waved his hands from time to time, and plunged into the path without looking back, a strange premonition drove him to go there, as if someone was hanging a freshly baked donut ahead to lure him.

He stretched out his hand to push aside the slanted branches, and walked forward.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga has been wandering alone for a long, long time.

He has seen the night parade of a hundred ghosts in Heianjing, ate the strawberry daifu of slippery ghosts, smelled the freshness of God Gaolong when he descended, and caressed the gorgeous epiphyllum that bloomed at midnight.Step by step, step by step, Tsurumaru has done it for him.

A long, long time ago, Tsurumaru was lying next to his god judge, watching with a smile that the boy wrote simple and difficult poems.

The black-haired boy has always listened to his stories quietly, and quietly hid all his opinions in his heart, so he followed Tsurumaru's words and wrote the "100 things he wants to do most before the end of the world". Only when there are things” can I write so much smoothly.

After listening to Qing Jiang's Hundred Stories, the God-inspector wanted to see the Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts; after tasting the strawberry dessert made by Candlestick Cut, the God-inspector wanted to try different desserts and strawberries. After Ishikirimaru told him the legend of the gods, the god-judgment wanted to participate in a ritual of the gods; after the singer sang a waka chanting Epiphyllum, the god-judger wanted to enjoy the beauty of the blooming Epiphyllum...

I have written a hundred fragments, all kinds of small wishes, and Tsurumaru went to realize his wishes for his main hall intermittently, day after day, year after year.

If it is said that Mikazuki Zongjin treated the god judge back then in order to please him, use him, and let him down, then Tsurumaru was doing things that were destined to be buried alone in a corner that the god judge couldn't see. Xi Wei looked forward to it.

Maybe when I get all the one hundred wishes, the main hall will appear in front of me in no time?

Tsurumaru thought bitterly, and then opened the note. The piece of paper was severely worn, wrapped in two layers of protective sleeves, curled at the end of the last line, and extended to the reverse side.

Tsurumaru turned over, read the line, and smiled wryly.

"Gaze at the stars on the roof with Tsurumaru."

How can this be achieved.

For those things like "watching epiphyllum with Gexian" and "cooking with Candlestick Cut", he can still pretend to be a god judge and pull Gexian and Candlestick Cut to finish the work, and he will be hunted down for a while at most. It's all right to hide from the limelight, but this time there is no other way.

Could it be that he is going to learn some crazy stunts, or pretend to be a straw man?

Tsurumaru was thinking bitterly about the countermeasures, while opening the crack in the space, and when he was about to locate the time, a gust of violent wind whizzed past his ears.

When he looked up, he saw the stars all over the sky falling like raindrops falling into the water. In an instant, most of the sky fell into his eyes from the horizon.

I heard that you must make a wish when you see a meteor shower, which is very spiritual.

Suddenly such a sentence popped up in his mind, Tsurumaru paused his fingers that were about to open the slit, he clenched his hands and quickly made a wish.

"I hope I can find the main hall this time."

The end of the voice disappeared between the tight lips, Tsurumaru opened the space crack, took a deep breath, and jumped.

The path doesn't look winding and winding, but walking it actually makes people suffer a lot when they lack exercise.It was rough and rough, and I wanted to turn around and go back countless times.

But he persisted.

At the end of the path is a small land shrine, dilapidated and old, it seems that no one has worshiped it for a long time, and a thick layer of dust has accumulated on the platform.

Shi also picked up a branch with leaves and cleaned the table, and took out two rice balls that Sanada's mother packed and Sanada stuffed in from the bag, and placed them neatly on the altar.

He squatted in front of the shrine, imitating others, closed his eyes and clapped his hands twice.

A pigeon fluttered overhead and stood up all of a sudden, but became dizzy and unsteady on its feet, and hurriedly stretched out its hand to support a big tree next to it.

After the dizziness in front of his eyes passed, his eyes fell on the tree trunk.

"what is this?"

On the surface of the trunk was carved a strange figure that looked like a stick figure of an umbrella, with two names engraved on each side of the umbrella shaft.This pattern seems to be a bit old, and the two names are also blurred, and the complete meaning cannot be distinguished.

"Kobayashi...and...what?" Shi also murmured, looking a bit confused.

"This is called marriage umbrella, also called lovesickness umbrella. It is usually drawn by couples or people who are unrequited love. The two names below represent that the two people have a close relationship, or that the person who drew it hopes that the other party can understand their own. Mind."

A slightly hoarse voice sounded from behind, and the hand that was caressing the tree trunk shook from time to time, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

Da da da.

The sound of the clogs hitting came, gradually approaching, a body exuding gentle warmth approached, and a big hand stretched out, covering the hand that was also placed on the tree trunk at the time.

"Would you like to draw one with me too?"

The big hand pressed down firmly, fingers crossed, and firmly grasped his ten fingers from the back of the hand.

"I wish I could draw with you..."

Warm breath came from the ear, and the gentle air flow swept from the pinna to the brain, paralyzing all the nerves.

"Marriage umbrella."

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