[Comprehensive] The gap in history

A day later, the photos were printed.

Everyone in Honmaru got together and commented together.

"Sure enough, Xiaohumaru's photo looks the most handsome. Let's use Xiaohumaru's photo for the competition~" After some discussion, Luan concluded.

"It's really an honor for me." Xiaohumaru smiled indifferently, "It is said that the appearance of the fox family is relatively beautiful, but unfortunately I am a wild fox, which is inevitably a bit wild and difficult to tame, so most people still prefer it. What about the crescent moon type?"

"Speaking of fox..." Okita, who was laughing and listening to the conversation of the swordsmen, couldn't help recalling the soft touch of the little fox on Minghu's body, "Minghu's name also has the word 'fox' in it. Is there any blood relationship between Fox Maru?"

"Although it has a certain relationship with God Inari..." the little yellow fox squealed, and jumped onto the table with its tail high, "But Minghu's words were forged by Awataguchi Kuniyoshi, and strictly speaking, it was the other Toshiro's." Uncle~"

Okita opened his eyes slightly because of surprise: "It turns out that Minghu belongs to the uncle's generation! Looking at the height, I thought it was a child who was about the same age as Cattail. Now that I said it, I realized that I had never seen Minghu before." Take off the mask."

Hearing what Okita said, the other swords also looked at Minghu.

Naruto wears the same military uniform as Fujishiro's family. He has white hair similar to Kohomaru's and golden animal pupils. Red paint is painted under the eyes, but his expression cannot be seen clearly because half of his face is wearing a black mask.

Because of his strange gestures and always communicating with others through the little fox around him, Minghu's impression is inevitably a bit frivolous, and he has never been considered in beauty pageants, but maybe we can look forward to it now?

Tsurumaru, who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, approached first: "By the way, why does Minghu always wear a mask? Do you have a fox's face, Minghu?"

Minghu looked at the stupid face suddenly approached by Tsurumaru, did not speak, and took a step back calmly.

"Tsuramaru-kun, please don't do this. Although he belongs to the family of the fox, he will definitely not look the same as a fox!" The fox jumped on Tsurumaru's head, preventing Tsurumaru from continuing contact with Minghu.

Okita also suddenly became interested, he tilted his head: "I'm also curious about what Minghu looks like, can you take off the mask and show us? Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't want to."

"...I don't want to."

A voice as deep and rhythmic as a cello.

"Eh??"

After a short period of silence, all the Fusangshen exclaimed in amazement. Is this the real voice of Minghu?It's really... nice to hear!

#Feel like my ears are going to be pregnant#

Minghu, who was facing the fiery gaze of all the knives, lowered his eyes, as if he didn't see anything, he just turned around and went back to the room. The little fox jumped onto Minghu's shoulder, and then wrapped his tail around his neck, like a muffler.

There was a sigh of regret in the hall.

"Well, don't you all wonder what's under Minghu's mask?" Tsurumaru encouraged everyone, without any intention of giving up.

"Of course I want to know! Are you right, Gu Gu?" Catfish Wei said gossipingly.

"Since this is the case, let's do this, this, this, this..."

Tsurumaru gathered everyone into a circle, and started whispering...

[scene one]

Minghu and the little fox sat on the front porch, quietly watching the red maple drifting in the courtyard.

There is no change of seasons in the Honmaru, but as long as the examiner is willing, the seasons can be changed at any time, like today, the scenery of the Honmaru is changed to autumn.

Autumn is the harvest season.

Minghu felt a little lifted when he thought of the golden ears of grain in the field.

"Uncle Minghu~uncle~" Natsuo Toshiro walked up to Minghu and put down the plate in his hand, "Today Candlestick cut made fried tofu, let's eat with Uncle Minghu!"

"Oh! It's Minghu's favorite fried tofu!" The little fox jumped off Minghu's shoulders, leaned in front of the plate, and sniffed.

"That's right~ Candlestick cutting skills are very good!" Cattail put his hands behind his back and showed a playful smile.

However, what Minghu didn't see was that Cattail was holding an "enhanced version of mustard" in his hand behind his back.

Hey hey hey!The aroma of the fried tofu somewhat masks the taste of the wasabi wrapped inside, so that the mustard will not be found all at once like chili powder.

When Uncle Minghu was dripping with mustard-hot tears and snot, he took the opportunity to take off his mask...

"Why do I feel that this fried tofu has a strange smell?" The little fox was a little puzzled.

Cattail's smile froze a bit, damn it, why did he forget that a fox's sense of smell is much more sensitive than that of ordinary people.

"Ha, haha! It must be an illusion! An illusion!"

Minghu raised his head and looked at the cattail for a few seconds, then picked up the fried tofu and observed it for a few seconds, and swallowed the fried tofu in one gulp when the cattail's smile was almost unbearable.

1 minute has passed...

Two minutes have passed...

3 minute has passed...

Minghu's expression didn't change.

"Ahh~ It seems that Minghu thinks that fried tofu tastes good~" the little fox added.

"This, this is good..."

Catfish tail retreated.

[Scene [-]]

He came to Minghu's room with a lot of cosmetics in his arms.

"Uncle Minghu, teach me how to make up~"

"Oh, oh, I didn't expect to make such a request to Minghu, but it seems impossible to refuse, right, Minghu?" the little yellow fox said with narrowed eyes.

Minghu nodded silently.

"Then now, please let Minghu demonstrate!" The little fox continued to express for Minghu.

Minghu brought a pot of water from the outside, soaked the towel, and then wiped off the eye makeup. After the skin was dry, he took out a small brush and a box of red oil paint from the cabinet.

The little fox kept explaining along with Minghu's movements: "The oil paint on Minghu's face has a special meaning, it is not ordinary makeup, so I can only demonstrate it to you with his method."

Since ancient times, there have been Inari shrines dedicated to worshiping foxes all over Japan. Because the fox god has the characteristics of a farming god, people often look forward to a good harvest in the Inari shrines.

In Inari Shrine, in addition to the iconic white fox, the most distinctive feature is the red thousand torii gates, which is why Minghu painted red paint on his face.

It is worth mentioning that the characteristic of liking fried tofu is also derived from foxes. Later, people named "douba sushi" as "inari sushi", hoping to use the name of inari to mean a good harvest.

In the chattering introduction of the little fox, Minghu dipped a brush into oil paint, carefully touched the tip of the brush to the bottom of the eyes, and then slid it away, and the red makeup appeared on Minghu's face, exactly the same as before.

I don't know why, when Minghu painted the oil paint, I couldn't help but feel a very sacred feeling, and even forgot the purpose of coming here, just watched Minghu finish painting silently.

"...It's probably like this, do you understand?" The little fox's shrill voice interrupted his chaotic thoughts and made him wake up immediately.

"Understood, I understand! But even if you look in the mirror, it's inconvenient to try on your own face! Uncle Minghu, why don't you... lend me your face?" Luan showed a pitiful expression, his face full please~please~

The little fox hesitated for a moment: "Well... If Minghu has no objection on this, I naturally agree."

Minghu remained silent, and sat down facing Luan, without nodding or shaking his head.

Luan showed a malicious smile: "Since Uncle Minghu doesn't speak, I will take it as the default~ Now, let's start~start~"

From the makeup box he brought, Luan took out a series of tools such as eyebrow pencil, eye shadow, lipstick, brush, and powder puff, and approached Minghu's face.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, all the cosmetics greeted Minghu's mask.

"Oh, sorry, Uncle Minghu, I painted it crookedly."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my hands are shaking this time..."

"Ah! Wrong place..."

After a while.

Putting away the cosmetics in a mess, admiring the horrific mask that was tossed, then put on a very innocent expression, clasped his hands together, and apologized to Minghu:

"It became like this before I knew it... In order to apologize to Uncle Minghu, how about I help Uncle wash the mask?"

Minghu thought about it, then reached out to touch the mask, ready to take it off.

gollum...

Swallowing indiscriminately, staring at Minghu's face intently, finally, finally seeing it!

Ahhh!My heart beats so fast!

"Then, leave the mask to you!" said the little fox, looking at the mask on Ran's hand.

Luan: There is no face to love.

Who will tell him why there is a mask under the mask! !

On the hillside.

"Ugh……"

Tsurumaru, Nanwei, Ran, and other Toshiro sat around, sighing uncontrollably.

"I didn't expect Minghu-kun to be so cunning, I was completely frightened!" Tsurumaru kept sighing on the side.

"So stop this low-level prank. Since Uncle Minghu said he didn't want it, there's no need for us to force him." Yao Yan concluded on the side.

"But..." Cuowei moved closer to Yaoyan, smiling maliciously, "Brother Yaoyan didn't stop him at first, didn't he? Brother Yaoyan was actually very curious about Uncle Minghu's appearance, right?"

Yaoyan was silent.

After all, he is also their uncle. Although he is not as close as brother Yiqi, he is still a family after all, so he is more or less concerned.

Luan hesitated for a moment, and said: "Actually, we can directly ask Uncle Minghu to take a look. Although Uncle Minghu doesn't talk to us very much, it can be seen that he is still very good to us! Before I was with him He wasn't even angry when it was painted on the mask."

When it comes to begging or acting like a baby, I really want to be a cute kid...

Everyone's eyes turned to the softest-looking Akita Toshiro and Wuhutui.

"Then, I'm counting on you guys!"

Akita & Tui: "Hey hey hey hey!"

In the courtyard of the front porch, there is a little fox around its neck, a little fox, standing quietly under the fiery red maple tree, reaching out to catch a fallen maple leaf.Watch carefully.

"That, Uncle Minghu..."

Akita and Tui walked up to Minghu slowly, both hands ravaging the corners of their clothes.

Behind is a large group of swords hiding from the onlookers. They kept making faces and gestures, encouraging Akita to retreat.

"Because everyone really wants to see Uncle Minghu's face, so... so..." Wu Hutui looked at Natsuo Toshiro, who was hiding behind a tree and kept punching, and felt that he was about to cry.

Woohoo~ Why did he do this kind of thing!

Minghu lowered his eyes, looking at Wuhutui and Akita Toshiro with miserable faces, with a smile in his eyes.

"Yes."

Akita blinked, pulled back his sleeves, and whispered, "I seem to have heard Uncle Minghu say yes..."

Wu Hu Tui looked back pitifully: "I heard that too..."

The two were silent for a few seconds after that.

"Hey! Uncle Minghu, you actually agreed!"

"What! Minghu agrees!"

The onlookers who heard Akita Kazui's exclamation couldn't help but wanted to rush out, but because they were too excited, they didn't notice the branches on the ground. Tsurumaru was the first to trip over, and then Fujishiro who didn't stop in time one after another One by one fell on Tsurumaru's body, and everyone was in a mess.

The little fox sighed, and then covered his eyes with his paws, as if he couldn't bear to look directly.

Minghu looked at the crowd indifferently, then turned sideways and raised his left hand, pinched to both sides of the mask, slowly moved the mask away from the face parallel to the face, and slowly moved it down.

From the gap between the mask and the face, you can vaguely see Minghu's fair skin.

I saw the mask move down the bridge of the nose, slowly reaching the tip of the nose, and it will soon reach the position of the mouth.

Then, under everyone's expectant eyes, Minghu put on the mask again abruptly.

"I lied to you."

Everyone: "..."

Ignoring everyone's petrified expressions, Minghu led the little fox out of the courtyard briskly and returned to the room.

"Yeah~ Minghu seems to be in a good mood! People in Awataguchi are rarely so close to Minghu!" The little fox stroked Minghu's neck with his furry tail.

"Yes." Minghu replied in a low voice, the corners of his lips curled up slightly on his face covered by the mask.

However, where no one noticed, Okita raised the borrowed camera in his hand, smiling brightly.