[Comprehensive] The growth record of the god judge

Although the puppet also made a decision while talking, it still secretly made the decision for him.

Anyway, he and I are the same person.The puppet thought secretly, the scarlet blood in its eyes was so thick and turbid that it was shocking.

Now I am physically weak and my mental state is not good. I often fall asleep when I think about things and think about it. I lean against the wall halfway, my head is tilted to one side, and my white hair is scattered on my shoulders. Tsurumaru's heart ached for him even though he was familiar with it, but his face was still pale.

The white Fu Sangshen gently laid his main hall flat on the mattress.Because he didn't feel the aura that frightened him, Shi Ye only moved his body slightly, with a slightly uncomfortable expression on his face, and then he didn't move.

Tsurumaru carefully tucked up the quilt for him, sat on the edge of the bed and watched quietly for a while, then turned and left.

The door was gently pulled shut, Tsurumaru's light footsteps gradually faded away, the night was thick, and Shiya's dream was also dark and sweet.

The puppet sat cross-legged in the gurgling Santu River, clear and cold water flowed under his body, he looked up at the sky, and the dark sky was reflected in his pupils.

"Fall asleep." He stood up on his legs and muttered to himself, "Then I should come out."

In the next second, Shi, who was sleeping peacefully on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of blood-colored eyes shining brightly in the dark night.

Tsurumaru's room was dimly lit, so he turned off all the lights, leaving only a small oil lamp to provide a light source.A small flickering flame in the oil lamp filled the air with a faint smell.

Tsurumaru took off the complicated outer robe, and sat cross-legged in the room in the inner uniform, his body was straddling his legs, and he was sharpening the blade.He polished it very carefully, oiled it on one side and polished it again, and finally wiped it clean with a clean white cloth, as if he was about to use this knife to do something sacred and solemn.

As the cold wind blows, strands of wind pass through the paper door and blow the wick, the lights flicker, and a black shadow outside the paper door is reflected in the flickering lights.

Tsurumaru was startled, he didn't notice anything strange outside the door at all!Almost reflexively, Fu Sangshen struck out like lightning while sitting cross-legged!

The bright knife light flashed by, and the flickering shadow was reflected on the firelight of the wick, and half of the paper door slowly slid down, revealing the person standing outside the door.

The puppet slowly straightened its head that was tilted to avoid the blade, a strand of hair slowly floated in the air, a sick smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he was saying praise, but he couldn't detect the praise at all the taste of.

"Oh—it's amazing."

Tsurumaru saw a familiar face, and suddenly lost his voice: "Tokiya—?"

"No..." He reacted quickly again, and said slowly with a downcast face, "You are not Shiye."

The puppet hooked the corner of its mouth in an unclear manner, "We meet again..."

The puppet sat in the room, watching Tsurumaru tidy up the damaged paper door, staring at the flame in the oil lamp in a daze.

A little bit of fire burned his eyes, the puppet rubbed his eyes, and two lines of physiological tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Tsurumaru cleaned up the mess, sat opposite the puppet, put the knife across his lap, and frowned when he saw this scene.

"This is Shiya's body." He warned.

The puppet shrugged indifferently, but obediently stopped looking at the flames, and turned to look at Tsurumaru with its chin up, and laughed out loud.

"What are you laughing at?" Tsurumaru asked.

The puppet was facing Shi Ye's face, but the beautiful facial features showed a bit of rich beauty at the moment, like a white rose suddenly turned into a flower of the other side, gorgeous and dangerous, with a tangy fragrance but full of murderous intent.

"Will you help me?" The puppet smiled, "You will help Shiye, right?"

Tsurumaru frowned and remained silent.

"You will help Shiye." The puppet made a conclusion, "He has a bad life here, you will help him leave here, find a place in this world for him to start a new life, and make him happy and peaceful An An spends her life, right?"

Seeing Tsurumaru's expression loosen, the puppet made persistent efforts and fired up the flame one last time, "This is Tokiya's wish, you know it, right?"

Tsurumaru stared at the puppet for a while, and finally nodded.

Tsurumaru's mobility is very strong, and after sending the golem back to rest with a strong attitude, he went to find Yakiri Hasebe overnight.

No need to say anything, just one sentence: "This is Shi Ye's wish." It is enough to make the other party go through fire and water.

This kind of secret matter is not suitable for too many people to know, and it is easy to make mistakes if there are too many people, so Tsurumaru didn't plan to find many people, it was enough to have him and Hasebe outside.

And in this pill, there must be a few "internal responses" to inform the news, he thought for a long time, and chose the left text.

And as for Yaken Fujishiro... the one who is usually closest to the god judge, responsible for taking care of the god judge's daily life, is also excellent in means, Fusangshen who is full of protection for the god judge, but was excluded by Tsurumaru and Hasebe tacitly out.

It's not because of any superficial reason, but because they know that Yaken Toshiro is fundamentally different from them.

It is an extremely difficult and risky process to smuggle the judge out under the pressure of the whole Honmaru, place him in a safe environment, and keep it going.

Why would Tsurumaru do this?

Tsurumaru Kuninaga's affection for Shiya is Fusangshen's loyalty to the god judge, and his love is broader than loyalty.

Tsurumaru's love is like the sea, under the calm sea there are turbulent waves, often he looks calm on the surface, but in fact, he is already like a volcano that is about to erupt inside, and only a small spark is needed to break it down. Can ignite and explode!

Hasebe, on the other hand, has absolute loyalty, as well as love and possessiveness that gradually ferment and deteriorate... To be honest, compared with the secretive and changeable Tsurumaru, Hasebe's direct and pathological loyalty is a more serious Intuitive horror, but in his heart, loyalty still firmly occupies everything.

Both of them have some indescribable black thoughts in their hearts. Even though these emotions and impulses that cannot be expressed directly are roaring every day, they have firmly locked this impulse in their hearts.

But Yaken Toshiro is different.

He has a distorted desire to protect the god-judgment, daily life, basic necessities of life, every bit of the life of the god-judgment is controlled by Yaken Toshiro.He longed to hold the God-inspector firmly in the palm of his hand. Yaken's desire was not a desire to hold the God-inspector like a marionette, but a kind of morbid care that the other party would not even allow suicide.

Yaoyan thinks that this pill is the safest place. This is his safe house, and it is also the place where he can feel at ease and control the most. Under my own wings, there will not even be a single bit of damage——

Therefore, it is doomed that he will ignore the wishes of the god judge, and will never let the god judge take a step forward.

Tsurumaru and Hasebe looked at each other, and they both saw the heaviness in their eyes.

If we meet again, I'm afraid it will be the enemy.

Tsurumaru had long planned to take the God Judge away from Honmaru. He planned for a long time and had sufficient preparations. Therefore, with sufficient manpower, this plan succeeded with incredible speed and completion.

Hasebe quietly bought a house in this world, and a series of documents that allow them to pretend to be ordinary humans. All procedures are handled by a person he trusts, and there will be no mistakes.

With the help of Zuo Wenwen, one night, Tsurumaru and Hasebe quietly came to the atrium where Shiya lived, opened the door, and saw the golem with scarlet eyes.

"Are you all ready?" the puppet asked, holding its chin.

"...Of course." Hasebe's jaw muscles tightened, the corners of his mouth moved, and he glanced at the puppet coldly, "Wouldn't your frequent appearance have any effect on the body of the main hall?"

Tsurumaru frowned, "Seldom come out at night in the future, the main hall needs adequate rest."

Golem: "..."

For the sake of your caring, let me spare you——

"Let's go, nights are full of dreams." Tsurumaru urged impatiently, "Don't waste time."

This time the puppet was very obedient, and followed them out of the atrium, but Hasebe suddenly stopped without warning.

Tsurumaru looked at Hasebe suspiciously.

Hasebe turned around slowly, looked down at the puppet from above, swept him from head to toe with cold eyes, and then slowly pressed his wrist.

"What's wrong?" the puppet asked.

Hasebe's gaze was fixed on the feet of the puppet, and he said concisely:

"Put my shoes on!"

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Golem: How angry!

It's Ma Hasebe.

There are basically no good people in this episode, they are all black monsters.