After the Hong Kong black hat stand appeared

291.

I opened my eyes, and Honmaruchu appeared again.

Well, I didn't expect to come here today.

In the past month, the frequency of my sleepwalking in Honmaru has gradually decreased.At the beginning, I would come here for a walk almost every night, and I would leave in a coma after staying for more than ten, twenty, or ten minutes.

As for now.

Although the frequency of coming here has decreased, relatively, the time I can stay here has gradually become longer.

From ten minutes to several hours, and now——

I could almost spend a day in Honmaru.

The kind that goes from day to night.

The last few times I came to Honmaru, I only escaped from the dream at night when I was sleeping in the castle tower.

I walked out of the yard with ease, and the noisy voices gradually sounded. As soon as I entered the large room, I saw a group of small knives surrounding Mutsu Shoujiyuki, as if they were discussing something lively.

"What are you playing?"

I walked over with brisk steps and turned my head to look.

"Ah! My lord!"

I sat cross-legged in front of the table, and as soon as I saw me passing by, the little short knives immediately surrounded me, their eyes full of surprise.

"My lord has been away for a long time this time."

Ranto Shiro threw himself into my arms directly, and he said to me coquettishly.

I reached out and rubbed his head, and said in a helpless tone, "Yeah, I haven't seen you for half a month this time, right?"

"How is the situation in Honmaru recently? How is everyone doing?"

Yaken, who came out of nowhere, brought me a refreshment, I thanked him softly and asked.

Yaoken pushed his eyes, then quickly took out a list from his pocket.

"The Honmaru has been operating well in the last half month, and the supplies are also very rich. Tsurumaru was punished for an expedition because he dug a hole in the Honmaru casually, and brought back a lot of small judges. Do you want to see it?"

He reached out and handed over the notebook that recorded Honmaru's daily life, I flipped through it, and then said with emotion: "Tsurumaru has really gone farther and farther on the road of making troubles."

"I remember he was on the Seamless Expedition when I came back last time?"

I held my chin with one hand and made a standard detective move.

Yaoyan sneered after hearing my question.

Alas!

Such drug research is inexplicably a bit scary.

A light full of wisdom (?) reflected on his thin glasses, and then I saw his expression gradually become ferocious.

"The general remembers it right, the last time he pretended to be a ghost in the middle of the night to scare Tui and Akita terribly."

Gee tut.

Tsurumaru has really perfectly implemented the principle of "life is endless, death is endless".

Every time he finished his work, after being caught, he would sincerely admit his mistakes and apologize, and then accept the punishment honestly.

But even so, Tsurumaru will never stop making troubles.

To sum up, it is probably the true embodiment of "I'm sorry, dare to do it next time".

In addition to seamless crusade, we can not find other effective punishment measures.

No, in fact, the expedition is not a punitive measure.

The seamless expedition is just an excuse to distract Tsurumaru so that everyone in Honmaru can live a peaceful life for a few days.

"Lord, look!"

Mutsu Mori Kichiyuki showed me the things spread out on the table one by one, and I realized that they seemed to be arranging photos.

Wow, that's quite a lot...

"Most of these are old photos, but some are more recent."

Yao Yan also sat down beside me, he reached out and casually flipped through a few sheets, and then explained to me.

Ah, is that so?

I picked up a photo at random.

Oh, it's Toshiro Azuo throwing horse manure.

I dug out another one.

Oh, it's Jiang Xue Zuowenzi who is driving the tractor.

I felt that my expression was gradually becoming weird, so I pulled out a photo again with question marks all over my head.

......

It's the look of Taro Tachi hitting the door frame.

Well, how about putting anti-collision sponge strips on the door frame.

After all, it is a bit difficult to change the height of the door frame, and it is not realistic for Taro to keep hitting it like this.

I was really worried about coming back one day, but Mikazuki told me that Taro smashed himself into pieces with a knife.

As I thought about it, my fingers unconsciously continued flipping through the photos on the table.

Huh?That one is——

It was an unintentional move, but my eyes quickly caught a different color.

As soon as I stretched out my hand to take out half of the photo, Yaoken quickly held my hand.

Um? ?

He held my hand very firmly, and I looked at him with a very confused expression.

Children, I have a lot of question marks now.

What happened to that photo?

I was still pinching the corner of the photo with my index finger and thumb. I don't know if it was my illusion, but I always felt that the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense.

There is a touch-and-go feeling.

Yao Yan seemed to realize that his behavior was inappropriate, his expression changed from nervous at the beginning to helpless, but he didn't want to let go of his hand.

After realizing this embarrassing situation, he just relaxed a little.

Luan took the opportunity to take the photo out of my hand, then messed up the things on the table, and the photo was quickly buried. ? ? ?

Me, I haven't watched it yet?

Why is this put away, is there something unknown on it?

Yaken and Luan exchanged a wink in front of my eyes, and then the former quickly let go of me and sat back in the original position.

Yao Yan still pushed his eyes in embarrassment, he cleared his throat and said, "That photo is the photo of the former interrogator..."

Oh, is that so?

I nodded knowingly, and then said: "It's okay, I don't mind this kind of thing."

The drug researcher may be worried that I don't mind, after all, they used to have a spiritual examiner, and they got along very happily.

But then again.

Just now I vaguely saw a corner of the photo, with a touch of brilliant gold on it.

It's like someone's blonde hair flying up.

Hmm, so Honmaru's former interrogator was also blonde?

Could it be said that one of the criteria for becoming a god judge is to have blond hair?

Do not know do not know.

"By the way, has any of you seen Qingguang?"

Oh, almost forgot.

Before going to bed, I was thinking, if I can come to Honmaru, I must ask Qingguang something.

It seemed that my attention had been diverted from the photo, and Yaken quickly returned to his original calm appearance.He cleared his throat, then got up following my movements and said, "He should be in the stable now."

Oh, and it's time for the second-hated horse in California.

The first thing I hate is farming.

He didn't like any work that stained him or broke his nails.

Even if he is reluctant, once assigned a task, he will still complete it very seriously.

Wow, Qing Guangguang is really too cute.

292.

"Qing Guang—"

I stood in the corridor and waved to him.

Qingguang seemed to be grooming the horse. When he saw me, he showed surprise, threw the brush on the ground and ran towards me.

The golden earrings dangled on both sides of his cheeks, making his skin fairer, and there was a smile in his clear eyes: "My lord, welcome back!"

I greeted him, and then the two brothers put their arms on his shoulders in a good way, and led him mysteriously to the corridor.

"My lord?"

California Qingguang eyes are full of confusion.

I looked around very cautiously.

Well, there is no one around, and the sides around me are also blocked by shoji doors.

Hmm, security confirmed.

I waved my hand towards Qing Guang, signaling him to come over.Although puzzled, Qingguang still did so honestly.

When he leaned over, I said softly:

"Qingguang, I have a friend..."

293.

That's right, I told Kiyomitsu again what I said to Hatta this morning.

Create something out of nothing again.

The main reason is that I think Hatta's conclusion is a bit too nonsense——

No, it should be that the conclusions drawn by Brother Kusanagi and Brother Shishu are too nonsense.

About me liking Mr. Chuya or something.

Only, it is impossible!

After all, I'm just greedy for his body! (cross out)

After all, I'm only greedy for his blue eyes!

It must be because Mr. Nakaya's appearance is too poignant to me, so I have such illusions and misunderstandings.

So I decided to find another person to verify it again.

And this lucky goose is Qing!Light!Light!

After all, Qingguang and I quickly became good sisters after only two days of getting along!

Of course, I have to ask my sisters about this kind of thing!

Absolutely not because he was worried that Wen Gexian would be beaten.

It wasn't because he was worried that he would get some weird answers after asking Sanriyue, and he would be beaten by Song Xian in the end.

After hearing my story, Kiyomitsu showed a rather shocked expression.

He couldn't help but took two steps back, then pointed at me with a trembling hand.

"My lord...you...you...you—"

Ok? !

I?

What's wrong with me.

Wouldn't Qingguang also find out that I made friends out of nothing? !

"You are actually in love!!!"

Qing Guang's face was full of grief, as if he couldn't bear it anymore, he yelled out heart-piercingly.

His expression was accusing and shocked, as if I were a cheating scumbag husband.

What a fantastic metaphor this is...

It must be because I went home and watched too much.

"My lord—"

Qing Guang wanted to shout something more, but I immediately covered his mouth quickly.

Just kidding, what if his voice yells at Ge Xian?The sound just now was already very loud, and I feel that there is a danger in capital letters and bold on the top of my head.

"Don't shout, if you put..."

I frown and hurriedly tell Qingguang, but in the middle of the conversation, the shoji door on the side opens with a "shua". !

I was still holding Kiyomitsu's hand, so the two of us maintained this strange posture, leaping flat like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and took a step to the side.

hateful!

Walls have ears!

How can there be people here!

The sound of footsteps came slowly, I held my breath unconsciously, and looked at the man who came out of the shadow.

"My lord." Kasen Kanesada was still holding the folded sheets in his hands, and he grinned grimly, "Can you explain? Love?"

Do it.

Afraid of what to come.

I suspect that in the next second, Gexian will burst into clothes and transform into a muscular man, and then hammer me into the ground.

Shiina Saki is in danger.

294.

I looked at Qingguang.

Qing Guang looked at Ge Xian.

Song Xian looked at me.

What kind of death scene is this...

Qingguang and I are as humble as two silly children who were plotting to cause trouble but were caught by their parents.

As for Song Xian——

I quietly raised my head to look at Utasen Kanesada who was full of anger.

He's like an old dad who caught us messing around.

"Dad... ah bah, song fairy..."

I opened my mouth cautiously, for fear of offending the old father in the next second.

Song Xian frowned at me.

"You, don't listen to Qingguang's nonsense, I'm talking about a friend of mine! Friend!"

I once again emphasized the important word "friend".

It's a pity that Song Xian was unmoved, he said in a stern tone: "I haven't seen you for a month and a half, why did the lord fall in love? With whom? Where did you meet? How did you get together?"

Oh my God.

This interrogation of Sanlian is simply fatal.

"No! Really not!" I thought I was going to cry in the next second.

Ge Xian raised her brows, her expression seemed to be saying [It's already at this level and you still tell me there's nothing wrong? 】.

I bowed my head in defeat.

"Do you really think I like him?"

Qing Guang said hesitantly: "Ah... Judging from your statement, my lord, it is indeed like this..."

Cats cry.

In the first 16 years of my life, I never had the feeling of liking people, even in middle school when everyone was in love, I never had this feeling.

Don't ask, the question is that the game console is too fragrant.

I blinked my eyes and looked at Gexian quite pitifully.

Must kill: Maomao Wronged.jpg.

stare--

Song Xian was unmoved.

I'll keep an eye on—

The corner of Song Xian's mouth twitched violently.

stare at--

Ge Xian's original serious expression disappeared from his face like a fragmented mask, and the eyes that were full of anger just now are full of tolerance and helplessness at this moment.

"My lord may not realize it yet, about the fact that I fell in love with someone else."

He said this with a sigh, and I shook my head in panic when I heard it.

I like this feeling, it is even more difficult than the last big problem in mathematics.

"Is that the netizen you sent Yushou to?"

I hesitated and nodded.

However, for some reason, after seeing my reaction, Gexian's expression changed again.

He stared at me with a pair of green eyes like a black lake, deep and terrifying.

Difficult, did you step on the thunder again?

But I'm just answering the question...

Wait, is Leidian a "netizen"? !

Before I, Sherlock Holmes, figured out the truth of the matter, Ge Xian spoke up.

He sighed heavily, and there was some emotion in it that I couldn't figure out.

"Maybe it's fate."

Without waiting for any reaction from me, Gexian left holding the stack of folded sheets.

Qing Guang and I looked at each other.

Well, anyway...

Salted fish survival confirmed!

Milk thinking!

295.

Immediately after Song Xian left, I was revived on the spot.

I spent the whole afternoon immersed in the soft bellies of the little tigers.

Ah, it sucks so well.

I'm on top.

Little tigers are treasures of the world!Objections are not accepted!

It wasn't until dinner that I saw Ge Xian again, he seemed to have just finished his battle, and his main body was still hanging on his waist.

Well, it seems that Gexian doesn't care about the conversation in the afternoon at all, and judging from other Fu Sangshen's performance, it seems that only me, Qingguang and Gexian know about the conversation in the afternoon.

fair enough.

If I let the little knives know, I will die of guilt under their tearful gaze.

At night, I habitually walked towards the castle tower.

Opening the shoji door, I saw an empty room.

Ah, probably because I haven't been here for a long time, so they put away all the bedding.

I walked into the room and opened a cabinet door at random.

Oh, why am I so European today, I suddenly fell into my soul!

I squatted down happily and took out the soft quilt. When I turned around to close the cabinet door, I found a box.

There is also the word "lord" written on it.

Ok?

Is it a surprise for me or something?

Could it be Tsurumaru's prank? !

I squinted and inspected the box.

Well, although there are risks, who made me curious!

I dragged the box out without hesitation.

It's a little heavier than expected.

I rubbed my sore arm, turned around and took the desk lamp.

The amber light shone on my face and on the box, and for some reason I suddenly felt like a kid who had discovered a treasure in a cave.

The lid was easily opened.

What was inside the box was completely different from what I had imagined.

It is neither Tsurumaru's spoof toy, nor is it a surprise prepared for me by Fusangshen.

It's more like some old things piled up inside.

I flipped through it casually.

It's all little things that girls like.

Could it be that this is an old thing from the previous God judge?

I picked up a blue-eyed Persian cat doll and couldn't help thinking.

If that's the case, I'd better put it back as soon as possible.

It's someone else's stuff after all...

Thinking this way, I quickly put the doll back to its original position, but the moment I was about to withdraw my hand, I was attracted by another thing.

It was a notebook.

My reason tells me to pack up my things and put them back in the cupboard right now.However, my emotions were clamoring wildly again, and I opened that book.

I feel as if I have been cut apart, the whole person is divided into two.

One side is an angel, the other side is a demon.

On one side is God and on the other side is the serpent in the Garden of Eden.

And I stretched out my hand and reached for the forbidden fruit.

I gently turned the first page.

[August 8, sunny

Tsurumaru is back from his expedition today...]

I looked at this line, and suddenly felt as if I had lost the ability to read.

What the meaning of the sentences composed of these words suddenly becomes unimportant at this moment.

I flipped through the entire diary in a panic, trying to find what I wanted to deny my guess.

Unfortunately not.

Then the problem is coming.

Why is my handwriting on this diary?