[Comprehensive] The growth record of the god judge

#有糖#

#Look at my sincere eyes#

On the broad grassland, the warm wind blows, and the huge Manyozakura shakes and rustles. It is spring, and the sky is covered with pink and white cherry blossoms, and the enduring fragrance lingers on the tip of Higakiri’s nose.

There was a slightly noisy sound of laughter in the distance, and the sound gradually became clearer as it approached. A group of short-swords and menacing guards were approaching in unison, and the laughter was endless.

"Wow, Myriad Leaf Cherry blossoms are blooming, it's really beautiful."

"Let's go to enjoy the cherry blossoms together. What Yamato Mamoru said is really useful. If you make a wish, the cherry blossoms will definitely bloom."

"Hey~ If I had known earlier, I would have wished that the general's illness would be cured. I haven't seen the general for a long time!"

"There's nothing you can do about it. After all, the general is not in good health and can't see the wind, but if you want to see cherry blossoms, the general can see them from the window."

"How can the view in the window be compared to looking under the tree, ah, I really hope to enjoy the cherry blossoms with the general..."

The voice gradually disappeared, and the smile lines that often hung on the corners of Mustache's mouth were smoothed away. He suddenly turned his head and stared at the group of teenagers who passed through his body as if they were passing through the air.

They cannot see him, nor perceive him.

Knowing this, Hidekiri didn't relax at all, he quickly walked towards the direction the boys came from, and even started running fast after taking two steps.

The air is full of gentle spiritual power, every inch of this land is permeated with that familiar atmosphere, a feeling of uneasiness rises slowly from Hidekiri's chest, he moves his Adam's apple again and again. swallowed.

impossible.

Honmaru is still the same, with all the buildings, farmland and lakes arranged in an orderly manner.The white clouds rolled up, the smoke from the kitchen was rising, and everything looked so peaceful and peaceful.

Higakiri ran across the field full of fruits and vegetables. For some reason, Tsurumaru Kuninaga was the only one in charge of the field. It seemed that he was not lazy in his work at all. The fruits and vegetables piled up and bent the branches. The master was squatting on the ridge opposite Picking and picking with a pot of tomatoes.

"Well, this one is big and red, leave it to the main hall!"

Tsurumaru was bouncing back with a basket of tomatoes in his hands, holding the basket of fruits and vegetables in his left hand, and holding the tomato that he picked out thousands of times in his right hand. Higakiri stood on the edge of the field and watched this The white figure walked past him, clearly saw Tsurumaru's eyebrows narrowed into two crescent moons and the corners of his lips raised upwards, and heard Tsurumaru's low murmurs clearly.

"The master likes to eat sweet things. The sweet and sour tomatoes must be very sweet for the master. The master is so afraid of hardship, and the candied medicine research does not allow the master to eat more. This tomato is just right for the master's sweet mouth!"

The white figure gradually drifted away, leaving behind an unknown little tune that gradually disappeared along the way.The whistling wind poured into the hem of Hikari's clothes from the side, for some reason he grabbed his arm and shivered.

...Does he like sweets?

Tsurumaru's expression of extreme joy to the point of weirdness was like a cloud covered in black mud over Higakiri's heart, Higakiri paused, gritted his teeth and continued to run in.

Just after turning a corner, he ran into Yiqi Yizhen who was carrying medicine research head on. Both of them were wearing doctors' white coats, holding various test tube medicines in their hands.

Even though he knew that the two of them could not touch or see him, Mustache reflexively made a sudden stop and rolled over on the floor next to him. He fell dizzy immediately, and when he finally sat up, the two brothers had already walked out After a certain distance, you can only hear a vague voice coming from not too far away.

"This medicine is not good, it is too irritating, and the body of the main hall may not be able to take it."

"I think so, but the medicine that is too mild has no effect at all. This medicine is three-point poisonous. It's not good to pour bitter soup on the general every day."

"Hey, the main hall is also squeamish, and this fear of suffering can't be changed. You don't always give the main hall candy for Yaoyan, it's okay to eat two once in a while."

"...That's right, it's not good to overcorrect. It just so happened that Candlestick cut made new three-color balls. I'll bring a plate to the main hall in a while, so as not to smuggle candy into the main hall every night, and don't urge the main hall to brush his teeth. .”

The voice of the speech gradually became inaudible, and Mustache got up from the floor, staring blankly at the corner where there was no one in a daze.

The thick clouds of doubts piled up, and Mustache patted his head vigorously, only to feel pain in his temples.

... Is he afraid of suffering?

He was rubbing his hair irritably, when Mustache looked up, he saw a pair of naked feet protruding from the other end of the corridor.Judging from the clothes wrapped on half of the exposed calf, it can be seen that Higakiri walked over there involuntarily.

Akashi Kokukyo lay lazily on his side on the floor of the corridor, with a plate full of senbei in front of him, and was yawning with a tired look on his face.Mustache arrived just in time, just in time to meet him sitting up, cross-legged and staring at the senbei in front of him in a trance.

"Would you like to give the main hall a taste of the special super spicy senbei cut by the candlestick... Are the main hall used to eating it?"

Akashi rubbed his chin and muttered to himself, picked up a slice and put it in his mouth while thinking seriously, and with a few chewing sounds, he was unsurprisingly pissed. tears.

"Hoo hoo... it's so spicy, it's better not to eat it for the main hall."

Suddenly, a burst of powerful footsteps came from far and near, and the hurried steps showed the impatience of the owner at the moment.Holding a stack of thick documents, Hasebe strode forward, approaching Akashi with a ghostly wind full of ghosts and animals.

"Ming~shi~country~go!" Hasebe slammed the document in front of Akashi, the sound of the file bag touching the floor was extremely ear-piercing, Hidekiri frowned and twirled his fingertips, but the two people in front of him seemed to be They continued to confront each other as if they didn't feel anything, or it was Hasebe's unilateral roar.

"It's your turn to deal with the documents with me today, right? Why did you disappear when I took a document?! Do you know how happy and proud it is to process documents for the sick Lord! This represents the Lord’s trust and dependence on you and me, do you know! Since the Lord is sick, we should share his worries, don’t let me see this kind of running away, you know Akashi National Bank! Hey, listen to me Did you speak?"

Higakiri passed by the roaring Hasebe with his arms folded expressionlessly, Akashi Kuniyuki was suffering from the baptism of Honmaru No. , Somehow my mind is full of the bright red pepper powder on the senbei.

It looks so spicy.

After walking a certain distance, he was now gradually approaching the atrium, and he had a rough idea about meeting Fu Sangshen next time.Sure enough, in the downstairs of the atrium, Sanriyue and Xiaohumaru were sitting there drinking tea and eating snacks.

Xiaohumaru leaned against the pillars in the corridor, with her skirts open, holding her long silver hair and carefully grooming it.Sanriyue swallowed a mouthful of snacks and teased him aloud.

"You still love your hair so much."

"That's natural." Xiaohuwan quickly replied, with a proud expression on his face, "When it comes to grooming hair, there is no one in this pill who can do better than me."

This is true, the skill of combing hair is probably inferior to that of California Kiyomitsu Kazutaro Tachiro, and even Ranto Shiro, who always loves to dress up.

But soon, Xiaohumaru's expression fell down again, with a bit of frustration and loss, "But I really want the main hall to comb Xiaohu's hair, so I use this comb that the main hall gave me."

Sanriyue chuckled, "Ah, have you forgotten the last time the main hall clumsily tore off your hair?"

"The main hall is not clumsy, it's just that it's not very skilled!" Xiaohuwan retorted, and then quickly added, "It must have been Crane Maru! Crane Maru used the new variety of candy peppers produced by Wanwu to deceive the master into sugar! The hall was so hot that it must have affected the performance of the main hall!"

Sanriyue couldn't help smiling.But there was no smile on Hikari's face, the cloud that had shrouded his heart since he met Tsurumaru finally spread across the entire sky.Like a heavy boulder falling heavily on the heart, gravel and gravel were forced down from the throat, cutting the throat with bruises all over the body and blocking the lungs tightly.

...The main hall...so you can't eat spicy food?

The tea was clear and fragrant, and the dim sum was exquisite and delicious. Sanriyue held a cup of tea and blew lightly, the mist full of tea aroma slapped her mustache and cut her face.

The wet mist was hazy and indistinct, and the pupils of Hikakiri's squinted and slender eyes shrunk to a point the size of a needle point, and his sharp gaze pierced through the mist and directly hit Crescent Moon's turbid dark blue pupils.

His temple suddenly began to ache violently, as if someone had driven a nail into his head by pulling his hair.Mustache was overwhelmed and knelt on the ground, his face was pale and sweaty from the pain, a burning premonition rose up like sparks falling on dry grass in autumn, mustache burst out of nowhere, fiercely He propped up his body and stumbled towards the atrium.

There was no one in the atrium, and Mustache ran all the way, only to feel that the floor under his feet was icy cold, and the thin dust mixed with the air was poured into his lungs, causing him to bend over and cough violently.

After the pain in his chest subsided slightly, Higakiri raised his head, facing the complicated and colorful patterns on the upper door panel, and realized that he had already run to the door on the second floor of the atrium where the God Judge lived.

"You came."

A familiar voice suddenly sounded, and Mustache turned his head abruptly, and a [muscle] who was exactly like him stood expressionlessly a few meters away.

Cold sweat slid down from Mustache's forehead and flowed into his eyes, making it sticky and uncomfortable, but Mustache had no time to take care of it, he could only stare at the opposite figure blankly, his mind seemed to be filled with messy trees Gen, Mustache opened his mouth, but he couldn't even make a vague breath sound.

[Hichiri] It seems that he is quite the opposite calmness, or it is more appropriate to call it indifference, he just stood there coldly, like a puppet fully wound up, slowly opened mouth.

"I knew you as soon as you came, welcome here, me in the parallel world."

The air seemed to freeze, and Higakiri was drenched in sweat, looking embarrassed.He tried his best to open his eyes covered with sweat, staring at himself on the opposite side.

"What did you say?"

[Muqiri] His reaction to him was very flat, even indifferent, but the words he said were sharp, "You should have known it earlier, is it interesting to lie to yourself?" He moved forward at an extremely fast speed, firmly grasping Higakiri's shoulders, his sharp fingertips penetrated the clothes and pierced into the opponent's skin, and the soaring murderous aura rushed towards his face.

Hikakiri only felt a strong force knock him out, but when he lost his balance, he didn't think about anything, [Hiukiri]'s sharp words pierced into his chest like a knife, like a balloon inflated to the extreme As if it had been punctured at last, the air locked inside exploded with a "bang", permeating every corner of his body.

It was a memory so long that it was almost ashen. One time, Tokiri accidentally witnessed the judge who claimed that he could not eat spicy food, and ate a whole plate of wasabi snacks he used as a prank, and smiled and said to him that it was delicious. .

He mercilessly exposed the interrogator, the smile on the interrogator's face slowly disappeared, and he pressed his index finger on his lips.

"I don't have a sense of taste. Keep it a secret from them."

With a loud noise, Mustache felt that he had fallen into a room, and when he was dizzy, he suddenly felt warm all over his body, as warm as if soaked in warm water.But Higakiri didn't seem to feel physically comfortable, instead he propped up his body coldly.

A black ball the size of a fist was slowly spinning in mid-air, emitting a hazy but warm halo.

The uneasiness in his heart finally evaporated to the extreme, Higakiri's eyes went dark, and the scene suddenly changed to a hazy day, he saw the god judge sitting on his knees and aiming the blade at his chest.Blood splattered, the ball rolled far away on the floor, and the examiner lay weakly on the ground, trying to curl himself up into a small ball.

Mustache knelt and crawled beside the god judge, his hands were trembling badly, he tried to hug the god judge into his arms, trying to warm his pale and cold lips with his own blood, but he could only do nothing. Dejectedly touched a mass of nothingness in the air.

The examiner's eyes were empty, his pupils were dilated, and two lines of crystal clear tears flowed from the corners of his eyes and dripped on the floor. He opened his mouth weakly, but he didn't make a sound. Mustache hurriedly lay down on the floor to listen, only hearing a slight Gasping intermittently.

"so cold……"

An incomparably strong feeling hits my heart like a hurricane, and this sudden premonition of losing is suddenly extremely strong.At some point, the tears that had already covered Toshikiri's face dripped down his cheeks, passed through the body of the God-inspector and landed on the floor, but there was not even a trace of water left.

"You, don't cry, does it really hurt that much? I, I'll show you..."

Fu Sangshen stretched out his hand tremblingly to touch the face of the judge, but the mass of empty air shattered just as his fingertips were about to touch it, and shattered into a cloudy pool of blood with a "pop".

Fu Sangshen's hands froze in mid-air, his eyes were wide open, and his pupils were filled with extreme disbelief and bottomless fear. At this moment, the smile of the examiner coincided with the weakness lying on the ground. In the end, it turned into a pool of blood on the ground that he couldn't touch.

"Impossible...this is fake..."

Mustache muttered to himself, kneeling upright in the empty room, with a dull expression on his face, he bent down slowly, covered his face with his hands, tears slowly overflowed from between his fingers, snapped It fell to the ground with a clatter.

"This is my world." [Higakiri] said, and from beginning to end he stood indifferently to the side, watching the masquerade that Hakiri thought he had pretended to be forcefully broken, holding his head and opening his eyelids to let him He took a closer look at this hopeless future that belonged to him.

He reminded himself in the cruelest way:

"Treasure him well."

The author has something to say:

I abused the mustache with a whole fat chapter, and I was so happy.

Higakiri has traveled to a parallel time and space where he dies from time to time, where the fusangshen are numbly deceiving themselves, pretending to be still there, but in fact there are no corpses left, No one saw the last of him.

It's so cool, I believe that Higakiri will be able to repent and make a new blade after being hanged and beaten by another self!

ps: Ask for comments every day, guess the plot based on relationships.