Night Rabbit Inquisitor

The place where Shenyao landed was on a certain high mountain.

When looking down from the top of the mountain, you can see the small village at the foot of the mountain that belongs to the mission location in the distance.

"Well, where is the retrograde army..." Shenyao set up the awning with his hands, and stretched his head to observe the ground conditions carefully: "It would be great if Dingchun No. [-] is here..."

As a shikigami dispatched by the government of time, Foxinosuke has the wonderful ability to detect and locate the retrograde army.

Without Fox's help, it is indeed a bit difficult to find a needle in a haystack if you want to find a retrograde army in such a large area.

However, now she somehow knows the location of the village.

Just as Shen Yao was about to roll up his sleeves and rush forward instead of being cowardly, San Riyue held her down and suggested softly, "My lord, why don't we wait and see what happens?"

Both Fu Sangshen and the Yetu clan were born with very good dynamic vision.

Shenyao and Sanriyue soon discovered the strange situation.

"Those villagers..." She frowned: "Why do they gather in the open space at the entrance of the village in broad daylight?"

However, Shenyao quickly saw what they were doing.

The villagers had ferocious expressions, their eyes were full of fear, and they were shouting crazily. They held sharpened wooden spears in their hands and pointed at the young man in front of them.

This small boy was tied to a tree stump. He hung his head indifferently, ignoring the villagers in front of him.

"He's a monster!" Someone shouted first, "Quick! Kill him!"

"Kill him! Kill him!"

They pointed the tip of the wooden stick in their hands at the boy's chest, throat, and limbs, and pierced them fiercely.

Shen Yao's pupils shrank suddenly, overwhelming anger almost filled her heart, but in the next second, she was tightly covered by Sanri Yuezong.

"Listen to me, my lord." The thousand-year-old fusangshen lowered his voice and hid all his emotions, as if there were turbulent waves in the calm sea: "In the earliest history, human beings often put their own The cruel killing and sacrifice of the same kind... I have seen similar scenes when I was Genji's sword."

"That's not a sacrifice." Through the fingertips of Sanriyue, Shen Yao saw a large piece of blood dripping from the boy: "That's a unilateral killing."

Just like those residents of Luoyang star tried to do to her and her family members.

"Is this the village that the Zhensu army slaughtered..." Shenyao murmured.

In the next second, she gently grasped Sanriyue's wrist, which was close at hand, and squeezed the handle of the umbrella with the other hand, using her strength to turn over and fly into the air. The movement was so fast that even Sanriyue's maneuvering was unexpected.

"Little girl!"

San Riyue failed to stop her in time, so she jumped with an umbrella and rushed to the bottom of the cliff. Her long orange-pink hair fluttered in the wind, reflecting the dazzling light in the sun.

The feeling of weightlessness is brief.

After a loud bang, Shen Yao landed in a perfect squatting posture.

At the same time as she landed, Shenyao quickly got up and raised her legs, and kicked a villager closest to her flying, causing him to slam into the thatched hut closest to him, restraining her strength so that she would not be killed in one blow.

The wooden spear in the hand of the guy who was kicked away by her was still in the chest of the young man behind him, piercing through his frail body.

"The witch! She's an accomplice of the monster!"

"Monster!" Seeing Shenyao's terrifying power, those bullying villagers didn't even care about the young man they were executing, and they all scrambled and fled in a panic.

"Fortunately, I am a god judge now." Shenyao stretched his neck, looked coldly at the fleeing villagers, and said to himself: "If it were me on the Luoyang star, I would probably be the same as you." That retrograde soldier hit it off right away, let's fight for the people in this village that kills thousands of knives, right?"

After she calmed down, she turned her head and looked at the boy behind her.

This boy is now dead.

Seven or eight spears penetrated his body, nailing him alive to the stake behind him.

Obviously it should be the excruciating pain, but he closed his eyes indifferently, and until he died, he did not show any painful emotion on his face.

It's almost as if... he's used to the pain.

The boy's long, light brown hair was almost stained crimson by blood, scattered on his thin neck and shoulders.

Shen Yao stood quietly in front of the boy who had stopped breathing and observed him for a while, then slowly stretched out her hand to him.

She thought, at least help him pull out these terrible wooden spears piercing through his body, so that his death will not be so tragic.

However, someone stopped her half-stretched hand just now.

Shen Yao turned around strangely, and saw Yi Zhen's whole body covered in armor, a black Taishou Xingjun.

The only exposed parts of his body were probably his eyes.

Plus a few strands of silver-gray curly hair protruding from the armor.

Although the other party didn't speak, those dark gray eyes clearly showed his nervousness.

Surprisingly, the Zhenzuan army didn't unreasonably and straightforwardly slash at her with a knife.

It just seemed to want to keep her from getting close to the teenager.

...Well, it seems that it is the retrospective army that should be the target of the mission that I should have been dismissed this time.

but……

Shen Yao looked at Zhensu Xingjun and blinked, and the latter also looked back at her and blinked.

Well.

At first glance, there is a bit of contrast.

"I won't hurt him." Shen Yao pointed to the terrifying spear on the boy's body, looked at the retrograde soldier and explained patiently: "I just want to help him remove the wooden spear in his body."

The retrograde army's dark gray eyes were still staring at her intently, making her feel a little nervous.

Just as Shen Yao was about to reach out to the wooden spear again, it put its hand on her hand to stop it.

Re-stretch, re-release, re-stretch, re-release.

This was repeated dozens of times.

Divine Ballad: "..."

She turned her head and looked at Sanriyue who had gone down the mountain and stood beside her at some point, and said helplessly, "Grandpa, can you help me communicate with it and tell it that I have no malicious intentions? There should be something between your swords and swords." Can you communicate in a foreign language?"

Hearing this, Sanri Yuezong nodded seriously, patted Zhensu Xingjun on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Hahaha, Howareyou?"

Shenyao: "... Isn't this really the example sentence on the first page of my English book?"

After Sanriyue Zongjin and this cute retrograde soldier looked at each other for a long time, the latter finally put his hands behind his back obediently, and remained silent like a chicken.

Shenyao took out a regular bandage from a coin purse similar to Doraemon's four-dimensional space bag, and took advantage of her speed to skillfully wrap his wound tightly while pulling out the spear.

Surprisingly, there is no scary scene of blood splatter as imagined.

The dead boy's face was peaceful, as if he had fallen asleep.

"Are we going to bury him?" After treating the wound, Shen Yao habitually picked up the young princess Da Heng: "For example, erect a small monument or something?"

She looked down carefully.

If you don't look carefully, you don't know, but if you look carefully, you will be shocked.

This young man's appearance... is like a shrunken version of Mr. Songyang.

Is there really such a coincidence in the world?

Just as Shen Yao was fascinated by the young man's face, the latter slowly opened his eyes.

Shen Yao confirmed and affirmed that he must have died just now.

His heart stopped beating and his breathing stopped.

However, he is now alive again.

Is it true that a creature comes back from the dead?

... If my mother could have stayed in Lu'an before, she should be able to do it, right?

Shen Yao's eyes darkened slightly.

The young man's crimson eyes looked around in confusion, and finally fixed on Shenyao's eyes.

"Who are you...?" He asked slowly.

"I..." Shen Yao pondered for a moment, then pulled out her vest in an instant, and said without batting an eye, "I'm a passing onmyoji."

Sanriyue Zongjin: "..."

It seemed that his first impression of his protagonist had to be changed.

"...Onmyoji?" The boy withdrew his gaze from her face and closed his eyes again: "Why did you save me?"

"I think I really want to ask those villagers in turn, why did they kill you?"

"Because I'm an unkillable monster." The boy moved his arm that had just been pierced: "For a long time, they have tried various methods to kill me countless times."

When the boy said this, his voice was emotionless, as if he was simply stating another matter that had nothing to do with him.

The retrograde army who had been quiet for a long time approached cautiously, and looked at the young man in Shenyao's arms.

... Could this seemingly harmless retrograde army really be the retrograde army that slaughtered the entire village in the mission description?

"I don't think we can stay here for too long." Shenyao looked back at Sanriyue: "Maybe those villagers will come back with reinforcements halfway and say they want to get rid of demons or something. That would be troublesome..."

While Shenyao was talking, the villager who had just been kicked by her into the couch room woke up at this moment.

He could have left without saying a word, but the moment he saw the retrograde army clearly, he screamed as if he was afraid that it would not find him.

The moment the retrograde soldier saw the villagers clearly, he also drew the sword from his waist and rushed forward.

Shen Yao, who wanted to stop the retrograde army, was stunned.

It turns out that this retrograde army only attacks people who are hostile to Mr. Songyang?

"Chong."

There was a crisp sound of metal clashing as the weapons were handed over.

Just as the retrograde army's saber was halfway through, it was blocked in time by the Sanriyue flashing up with the saber, and it happened to buy the villager time to flee for his life in a hurry.

After the villagers ran for a certain distance in embarrassment, almost out of their sight, the Zhensu marching army put down the knife in his hand, stood in place without saying a word, and changed into a docile and harmless cute look again, and did not The slightest intention is to continue to fight against Sanriyue.

"Ah, ah, ah." Shenyao felt a little pain in his head: "This is a little troublesome."

Switching to a retrograde army that would only destroy history if one strike was made, she would definitely kill without hesitation.

But this vibrating army... or this vibrating sword seems to be purely to protect Mr. Songyang in his youth.

—

Shenyao took the awakened boy to a nearby cave.

His self-healing ability is more vigorous than that of the night rabbits, and the fatal wound can heal in an instant.

Rather than saying that his physique can live forever, it is better to say that he can resurrect from the dead in an instant.

"What's your name?"

Kamito asked the boy in front of him.

"...I don't have a name." The young man calmly looked at the bonfire in front of him: "However, they are used to calling me, evil ghost."

The people who killed the teenagers again and again were obviously those villagers.

He was called an evil spirit by the villagers.

"Human beings are very weak animals." Shen Yao poked the bonfire, and pulled out a slaughtered and packaged goose from the coin purse like a magic trick: "Because human beings are very, very afraid of those aliens who are different from them. , so they will do everything possible to get rid of them."

Killed because of fear.

Her words are very philosophical. If she didn't skillfully roast the goose on the fire while speaking, it would still be quite convincing.

Sanriyue Zongjin: "..."

If I remember correctly, the Government of Time provides such a space bag to each god judge, just to facilitate their purchase in Wanwu, right?

Why can his family's god judge use it as a picnic food packaging bag?

"Because the current politics does not support us to eat game, so we have to take it out." Shenyao arranged pepper, cumin, salt, and various condiments in a row, and his expression became a little guilty: "Grandpa, do you want it? Shall I get you one too?"

Sanriyue was still smiling on the surface, but actually shook her head very quickly.

He is probably too old to keep up with the times.

"Yes." The young man curled up slowly, and murmured, "For human beings, I am a different kind."

"No matter how they kill me, how many times they kill me, I can be resurrected every time..."

"Even if you didn't do anything wrong." Shenyao paused as she sprinkled the seasoning.

"...The only thing I did wrong was probably coming into this world as a life."

The boy's eyes were empty.

"What is the meaning of my existence? Why didn't I die? If I was killed by those villagers in the first place and died... would this ending be better for me?"

And the Zhensu Xingjun moved to his side pitifully with his head down, but he didn't get back the boy's attention.

"I remember a saying that says, when I slowly type a question mark, it doesn't mean that I have a problem, but that you have a problem." Shen Yao quickly turned over the roast goose that was sizzling in his hand: "Actually , this sentence you use to describe you and those villagers is also applicable."

She handed over a whole roast goose: "Actually, the fault is not with you, but with those who think you are a different kind."

The teenager has no parents, and he doesn't even remember how he was born.

However, since he was born, he has been suffering from discrimination from others and struggled to survive.

At first it was bullying from children of the same age in the village.

Until one day, those children went too far and pushed him into the field ridge.

The boy's neck was broken because he fell from a height, and he died on the spot. However, when several villagers came forward to collect his body, the boy opened his eyes again.

In front of these villagers, he came back from the dead.

It's no different than declaring loudly that he's a monster.

"They chopped off my head, burned my body with flames, and chopped my body into pieces." The boy continued, "I can feel all these terrible pains, but I can't die."

"If you can't die, just keep trying to live." Shenyao patted him on the shoulder, reluctantly gave up, and stuffed the whole roast goose into his hand to try to comfort him: "As long as you keep living, you will always be able to live." Meet some human beings who won’t regard you as a monster, if you keep living, you can eat more delicious food and meet more interesting people..."

The boy raised his eyes and looked at the smiling blue eyes in front of him.

No fear, no loathing.

He was just looking at him with the expression of looking at a normal human being.

"What should I do?"

The boy was silent for a long time, and the question he asked seemed to be asking the girl, but also asking himself.

"Get out of here." Shenyao slipped Na Zhensu Xingjun who was beside the boy to his side: "Take your sword and use it from now on."

"Not to kill the enemy, but to cut off the once weak self; not to protect one's own life, but to protect one's own soul."

The girl's words hit the depths of his soul.

Sanri Yuezong was slightly taken aback when he heard the words.

The boy's almost dead eyes finally showed some wavering emotion.

He seemed to experience the real feeling of "alive" for the first time.

What Shen Yao didn't expect was that the moment the boy reached out and tried to touch the time-traveling army, it changed from a form covered in armor to a sword.

"...So, don't we need to kill the Zhensu marching army?" Shen Yao turned around and asked San Riyue.

"No need, our task is to prevent the slaughter of the village from happening, which may change history." Sanri Yuezong touched Shenyao's head: "If it is said, his obsession to protect this boy can be realized , he will not revert to the appearance of a retrograde army and hurt people."

While speaking, Sanri Yuezong walked out of the cave holding Shenyao's hand: "Little girl, it's time to go back."

"I...can't I bring that boy back to Honmaru?" When he reached the cave entrance, Shen Yao turned his head three times.

"No, he is already in the Government of Time." Sanriyue smiled: "The young man now is the future teacher Songyang."

This is a banned history that cannot be mentioned at will within the Government of Time.

Human beings regarded the boy transformed from the life force of the earth as an evil spirit, and cruelly tortured and killed him countless times.

Therefore, this "evil ghost" groped and learned what humans had done to him, and gave back the endless death, pain, and fear that humans had bestowed on him.

What is it that made the hellish Shura-like "evil ghost" wish to become "Yoshida Shoyo"?

What exactly is it that makes "Yoshida Shoyo" determined to become a judge who guards history?

Sanri Yuezong thought to himself, he seems to understand a little now.

Shenyao opened his mouth wide: "No wonder Mr. Songyang seems to know me...does he still remember me after all these years?"

"As the Sword Fusangshen, it is easy to forget some unimportant things in the long history and life span." San Riyue smiled: "However, those things that are very important to us can always be remembered in our hearts. "

Shen Yao thought for a long time, and said: "...Could it be because the goose I gave was so delicious, so I got more favorability with Mr. Songyang? Mr. Songyang likes goose very much, and then he always remembers me? "

Just now, Miriyue, who was still lamenting that the words of her own god judge made sense, said, "...No, it's not."

In the cave, the young man who was called "evil ghost" by human beings held the sword tightly in his arms, leaned against the stone wall, and stared at the backs of the two people just now in a daze.

The words that the girl had just said were in my ears.

【Not to protect my own life, but to protect my soul. 】

The boy slowly gripped the handle of the knife.

In fact, just now, he heard such a call at the moment when he came into contact with the Zhensu marching army.

"teacher……"

teacher?

Why does this knife call him that?

—

After Shenyao returned to Honmaru, she turned on the computer and sat at the table to write a report. After posting it for a long time, she didn't know what to write.

She rested her chin and looked out the window. At this time, Sanriyue had already changed into her inner clothes, and she was sitting under the eaves drinking tea with Xiaohuwan, and the years were peaceful.

"How? The first mission?" As one of the Sanguan victims who went out with the lord last time, Xiaohumaru hinted at Sanriyue, "Have you been scared by our weak lord?" The feeling of jumping?"

"Hmm, I was really shocked." San Riyue took a sip of tea and replied with a smile: "When my lord jumped off the cliff, Grandpa was indeed taken aback."

Xiaohuwan's hair, which was shaped like a fox's ear, moved and repeated: "... Cliff?"

Sanriyue nodded: "Cliff."

Xiaohuwan's hands trembled slightly: "What about the height?"

Sanriyue thought for a while: "It must be as tall as the sum of several Benneng Temples?"

Little Fox Pill: "..."

Well, it seems that they were far less frightened than Sanriyuedian.

If the male sword watching the protagonist jumping off the cliff is replaced by Nagatanibe or California Kiyomitsu, it is estimated that they will be scared out of their wits on the spot to meet Oda Nobunaga and Okita Souji.

The parenthesis Hasebe may grab Oda Nobunaga and beat him up.

However, Sanriyue Palace still showed such a calm appearance, this is really...

Should it be said that Fu Sangshen, who has lived for thousands of years, is one of the five swords in the world?

Mikazuki Zongjin didn't seem to want to describe the situation of this mission too much to everyone.

This is also very good, Mr. Songyang's matter... It's better not to make it known to the world.

Shen Yao let out a sigh of relief lying on the window, looked away, lowered her eyes subconsciously, and just happened to see a Tsurumaru standing on the chicken coop with its feet up and its head up.

She blinked.

Tsurumaru smiled brightly and waved to her.

Shen Yao raised her hand and stretched forward, as if to give him a snap of the fingers.

"Hey!" Tsurumaru hurriedly covered his forehead: "Don't leave my lord, I just want to see what you are doing now, and I definitely don't mean to scare you!"

"Tsuramaru." Kamito rested his chin, "I saw the math homework Mr. Odasaku left for me hidden behind you."

Tsurumaru: "..."

"I took it from Odasaku-san's Honmaru all the way to me. It's really hard work for you." Shenyao patted Shahe's head lovingly: "It will be hard for you to give it to me intact and unobtrusive." Did it go back?"

Tsurumaru: "...qaq"

"By the way, choosing a day is worse than hitting the sun. Why don't we go to Wanwu to buy a batch of thriving big white geese and bring them back to raise, and we will set up a geese for you in the future." Shen Yao clenched his fist with his left hand and tapped his right palm, smiling kindly. : "Tsurumaru, what do you think? Do you want to go with the lord?"

Tsurumaru, who has been surrounded by cranes, has already developed PTSD for the creature and even the word "goose".

What kind of devil inside story is Goose Dangfan!

As soon as Shenyao finished speaking, he obediently shook his head like a rattle: "My lord, I made a mistake, lord, I will pay it back now."

"I have to write sooner or later, so just stay here." Shenyao looked at Tsurumaru with more kind eyes: "Go to the hand with you, my lord... let's discuss in the hand room, my lord also wants to try kendo What about this kind of thing?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga, instantly, his pupils quake.

After seeing the heroic appearance of the lord on the battlefield, he certainly understands what it means for the lord to invite him to the hand room to "discuss kendo".

It means that the lord didn't stop the car, maybe he can beat him to the scene.

After Tsurumaru handed over the math book with both hands and left with an aggrieved face, Shenyou thought about it carefully, and decided to go back to the Toki Government to talk to Mr. Matsuyo to catch up.

Maybe Mr. Songyang will know about his mother.

However, what should be brought to the meeting ceremony for the reunion after thousands of years?

—

In the government of time, it is rare for Oda Sakunosuke to be on duty with Yoshida Matsuyo today.

These two are treasures within the Government of Time, the kind who have countless fans of god-inspectors and fans, and a visit to Wanwu might cause an uproar.

However, no matter how popular the big boss is, he will still stand quietly and carefully on the side of guardianship, working for current affairs.

"The Shenyao is here, probably to find you to answer your questions."

When Oda Sakunosuke was alive, his ability could predict the danger and fatal damage five seconds later.

After becoming a god judge, his spiritual power has strengthened his supernatural ability, and his predictive ability is no longer limited to the aspect of predicting danger.

Rather, it is often possible to briefly see the future.

Yoshida Matsuyo looked at Odasaku with gentle eyebrows and eyes: "You are a good teacher, and you have trained such an excellent student."

Oda Sakunosuke probably didn't expect him to praise himself, and responded with stretched eyebrows: "...you are the one who has cultivated so many outstanding samurai disciples."

Yoshida Shoyo's right hand habitually stroked the saber at his waist, and slowly shook his head.

No, he has always been quite grateful to that girl, who stretched out her hand to him, giving him the real feeling of being alive and the belief in living as a monster.

And because of the remorse and obsession of "killing the teacher in a disguised form", Oboro, who turned into a time-traveling army after his death...has crossed the long river of time, and has always been accompanied and guarded by his side in the form of a sword.

Whether it's Oboro, her, or Gintoki, Jinsuke, Kotaro, and the others... If any one of them is missing, he probably won't be able to peel himself off from the thousands of "emptiness" firmly, and come to this place after death. The government of the time.

That girl's pure cobalt blue eyes... are both similar to her mother and completely different from her mother.

Yoshida Songyang slowly pushed open the door of the Toki Government, and when he was about to smile at the girl outside the door, she handed over a big white goose, which almost hit Songyang in the face.

"Mr. Songyang, long time no see, let's roast goose together!" Shen Yao's smile was bright and sunny.

She had just bought this goose on the way to Wanwu.

Bringing it as a souvenir is sure to make people think about things.

Start a fire, roast a goose, and recall what happened thousands of years ago.

The big white goose opened its fierce mouth and protested: "Ang!"

Shen Yao squeezed its gooseneck and threatened: "Shhhhhhh, don't make any noise, if you keep making noise, your neck will be broken."

Oda Sakunosuke: "..."

Yoshida Matsuyo: "..."