I heard that all my swords have fallen

The scene was very embarrassing.

The two people sat facing each other, but they had nothing to say. Ji Xiansi drank tea with downcast eyes, his face was still calm and elegant, but his heart was quite helpless: the swordsmen were obviously not willing to talk.

However...it's not that the swords are deliberately silent, but that they don't know how to speak, and in what capacity, are they recognized swords or?

So just silence.

After a while, Ji Xiansi spoke in a warm voice, very polite first: "Three's personality has always been straightforward, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a child. There are many things that may not be done well, so I hope you can forgive me."

Speaking of which, the two of them are gone.

Yan San felt that Ji Xiansi was too gentle and delicate, caring too much for others, thinking about how his elder brother and second brother would react when doing something, and being too comprehensive, thinking like this, it seemed that what he wanted to do could be done or not, very difficult It is easy to accommodate others.

Ji Xiansi felt that what Yan San wanted to do was immediate, without even thinking about it, no one could stop him, too much self-indulgence, too easy to suffer under impulsiveness.

Yan Sanle, Ji Xiansi: Sigh jpg

"No." Qie Guangzhong, the candlestick in front of him, had a calm gaze: "He..." A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth unconsciously: "Very good."

Ji Xiansi understood, he bent his eyes and hummed.

At that moment, the awkward atmosphere seemed to dissipate.

Ji Xiansi took a sip of tea, and said in a leisurely manner: "At the age of three, he is always straightforward, and it can almost be said that all emotions are displayed on his face. He can go wherever he likes, and he will not force himself to stay no matter what. , From this point of view, it can even be said to be willful."

There seems to be some implication.

The swordsmen were silent and listened carefully to the judge's words.

- What do they like, what do they dislike, what needs their attention?

But Ji Xiansi didn't want to say too much, because this is a matter for his friends and his swordsmen, but he just wanted to remind him a little bit when he saw this situation: "Because of this directness, there are very few things in his heart that he can't say." Some things, some things are not that he doesn't want to say but that he forgot to say, at this time, others need to ask."

Hasebu pursed his thin lips, the inquisitor in front of him smiled lightly, and his eyes were as soft as water: "Although he is in the world, he always travels alone in the mountains and rivers, and rarely lives with others. It’s inevitable that you can’t take care of things, if there’s anything wrong with it, you tell him he understands and he’ll change it naturally.”

As the words fell, the judge put down the teacup in his hand, stood up and said, "Thank you for the hospitality, then we will go back."

Mikami Tsukimune and Karasuma who were sitting beside him also got up, and they bowed their heads slightly and smiled to express their gratitude.

Hearing what he said, the swordsmen were a little nervous, maybe it was because they didn't entertain well: "Your Excellency won't wait for the main hall to come back?"

Ji Xiansi's smile became brighter: "No, no, no, it's agreed to go back for lunch today, so I won't bother you anymore."

The swords are also speechless.

When Yan San came back, Ji Xiansi had already left, so there was no need to ask, at this time, Lao Ji must have gone back to his home for dinner.

But he didn't mean to ask, and the swordsmen were very nervous. What should they do if they are considered negligent?

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong pursed his thin lips: "Master Ji..."

Yan San waved his hand, his expression needless to say, I understand, I understand: "Go back to eat, shall we?"

— how do you know?

A sentence was almost blurted out, but the eyes of the swordsmen said it clearly, Yan San couldn't help laughing, when he smiled, his eyes would always bend into nice arcs.

Yan San touched his chin and put on a show: "Well, because I'm smart and quick-witted, I can pinch and count."

Swordsmen: ...

Yan San was amused by their eyes, raised his hand and pressed his forehead, his long sleeves slid down to reveal his white jade wrist: "I'm just kidding, as for why I know it's because I have known Lao Ji for two or three hundred years, what kind of personality is he?" Can I not know?"

Haha, he is gentle, delicate, and considerate... an otaku!

— two... 300 years?The judge is indeed very old.

But compared to this swordsmen, they care about another thing more: they are close friends who know each other very well, so as Lord Ji said...it's okay to be direct, right?

Hasebe shook hands, and finally said: "Then... what do you want to do when you go out?"

Yan San looked at him a little strangely, he has been here for almost a month, and during this period, it was just as he said at the beginning: don't disturb each other.

He doesn't care about the lives of the swords, and the sword doesn't care about his life either.

But Yan San thought about it again, it was just a casual question from others, so he didn't take it seriously and said with a casual smile: "Buy something."

Yan San still needs to practice for a long time to be able to hide his emotions and anger, and whatever he thinks in his heart will be shown on his face.

He himself would not know that with his strange doubts, the swords more or less raised their hearts.

When they asked Yan San what he thought, he took the things out and said, "Hey, I forgot if you don't tell me, I also bought things that you might like when I went out this time, here, yourselves Let's see."

He smiled brightly again: "I go out early and come back late every day, and I haven't asked you what you like, so I'm just guessing. If you don't like it, save me face."

What kind of pens, inks, papers and inkstones, tea sets, bouquets, toys and snacks... were placed on the table next to each other, without giving the swordsmen time to react.

By the time the swords reacted, they had already piled up like a hill.

And the handsome and extraordinary judge was pinching his chin thoughtfully: "Do you think there is something missing?"

——Daily penniless and impoverished.

The previous words of the judge resurfaced again.So now do the judges still have money?

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong paused: "No, thank you very much already."

What the girl said was an objective fact: they are tools that can be mass-produced, especially the short knives and knives are even less popular.

Therefore, the god judges are the most important objects that the government of the time cares about. It doesn't matter who is at fault. What matters is the safety and reputation of the god judges.

Yes, the Inquisitor's reputation far exceeds all of them.

The reason for the dark fall because of the departure of the god judges is that their own character is too weak and fragile.

The same swords will pity and sympathize, but the god-judgment, the god-judger who has strong spiritual power and is for the strong will only despise and hate.

No one will know what that girl did. The Government of Time is suppressing all possible storms, and they will not tell outsiders.

What is the need?In addition to gaining more sympathy and mercy, there will be other changes due to the existence of the only dark fall Honmaru.

God judges and swords, their duty is to fight against the time retrograde army and maintain history.

And without the spiritual power of the god judges, they might dissipate soon. It seems that there is nothing wrong with it, but... there is a pity, the Honmaru they are looking forward to is not like this.

The arrival of Yan Sanle will not only make their existence last longer, but also make them feel different and what they long for.

In fact, as long as you stay here, it is enough.

Regardless of what Candlestick Qie Guangzhong and the others think, they are still calm and introverted from the outside.Yan San looked at the candlestick, and Qie Guangzhong looked at the others, and couldn't help laughing.

Yan San knows that he is not a very delicate person, at least he is far behind Lao Ji, but this does not mean that he only looks at the surface.

With that little movement, all kinds of dark gazes, Yan San heaved a sigh: "I suddenly thought of the time when I saw Lao Ji for the first time."

Now the young lady is probably the one who is not afraid of him the least, but the young lady is still a little timid: "That was a long time ago, right?"

Yan San hummed: "That was three or four hundred years ago."

Seeing that the swordsmen were more or less curious, Yan San thought about it for a while, chatting more would be more conducive to the relationship between the two parties.So he simply sat down: "At that time, Lao Ji was still in Wuwanggu, and I was a 'tourist' trapped inside by mistake."

Because of the enchantment, the spiritual power temporarily disappeared. At that time, he saw a bamboo house and the young man's snow-white robe.

"At that time, Lao Ji was not the same as he is now. At that time, he was called aloof, and he didn't talk all day long."

Before seeing Ji Xiansi, the Swordsmen might still be able to remain calm, but today they met the God Judge with absolute praise and reverence.

Ranto Shiro looked surprised: "Hey? Was Master Ji a very cold person before?"

Yan San nodded, not exaggerating at all: "At that time, I was really serious. It would be nice to be able to speak three sentences a day."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was another young man whom he knew, called Da Prajna Changguang, who was naturally also in Ji Xiansi's Honmaru.

Dressed like a noble deacon, with long silver-gray hair and red-red narrow phoenix eyes, he has a very handsome and cool appearance.

The dark falling mark between the eyebrows on the left makes it even more strange and gorgeous.

Yan San looked at it quite naturally, thanked him and continued: "Until one day I went back late and found that Old Ji who had been going to bed on time was still reading, and the dinner on the table hadn't been touched." Yan San gnawed Xiao Yuanbing was satisfied: "At that time, I had one idea: this product is cold outside and hot inside, and then I drank wine once, and I became friends. Later, I continued to travel in the rivers and lakes, and the old season remained in the valley."

At that time, he lived alone for hundreds of years. Of course, this kind of life is what he likes and is willing to live; but occasionally he also feels... In short, Lao Ji's late night lamp left him very moved.

Speaking of this, Yan San said angrily: "He came out of the valley and didn't tell me. It's been a few years since he remembered me."

……

On the third day, Yue Zong was silent for a while and said: "It should be that Mr. Ji can't contact you."

Others showed a look of agreement.

Yan San was so dumbfounded that he even forgot to eat the cake.

I never expected that the swordsmen knew so well.

The author has something to say: Ah, I wanted to write, but I didn’t have the motivation _(:з」∠)_ My friends are all dead, and I’m dead after the exam. There’s no way out.