The spell daily of the departed savior

Honmaru, as the "garrison station" provided by the government of time for the god judges, is scattered in the gaps of time and space, isolated from the present world, and operates entirely on the spiritual power provided by the god judges.

This also means that all the weather and seasons in the maru can be manipulated by the gods according to their own preferences through the weather setting device in the maru.

B 000 The weather setting device in this pill was damaged in the previous struggle, resulting in only gloomy and cloudy days in this pill.

Although there was no sun, Wuli still woke up very early.

The subtle voice was captured, and the body muscles entered the fighting state before the brain consciousness. Wuli opened those dark eyes and looked at the roof of the castle tower.

He hesitated, as if to confirm the fact that he had indeed resigned from the camp.

He has left the faction now. Although he has joined the Tokino Government, he is only interested in Honmaru's favorable environment and is planning to retire here.Those incidents that were enough to be listed as work content in the past... It stands to reason that they can be ignored.

So Wuli closed his eyes again, and prepared to sleep for another half an hour according to the recovery of his body's energy.

However, the noise coming into the ears was getting louder and louder, like claws scratching the door, accompanied by the sound of "woo woo woo".

Before Wuli could open his eyes, his long eyebrows were furrowed together.

——Is this a curse formed because of human resentment towards noise?

Wuli opened his eyes expressionlessly, sighed after a while, and sat up.

……

Even for Anqiu Fusangshen, Honmaru is not a place where he can sleep peacefully.

Unlike Mikazuki Munechi who has been staying in Ohiro-ma, Tsurumaru Kuninaga prefers to sleep on the beam in the front hall, just like a real crane.

The subtle sound of clothes rubbing against each other came from the courtyard, with a clean aura that was different from that of Anluo Fusangshen—it was a god-inspector.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga quickly opened his eyes, and saw Wuli in a black wide-sleeved robe pushed open the door and walked out of Honmaru.

Driven by curiosity, the white crane lightly landed on the beam and followed.

Then, Tsurumaru Kuninaga slowly opened his blood-red eyes wide: "This, what is this?"

Outside the gate of Honmaru, there is a monster more than ten meters high.

Even though it was surrounded by thick and foul-smelling black air, it was still possible to clearly see hundreds of pairs of eyes and countless limbs covered by the black air. It was densely packed and disgusting.

And Wuli folded his hands in his outer robe, raised his head slightly to look at the monster in front of him, without any surprise.

Compared with the monster, Wuli standing in front of the monster is so small, as if the monster can crush him with just a slap.

However, Wuli just sighed, with a helpless look: "Actually, I'm already retired."

"Wait a minute, I'll call someone I know and ask him to pick you up. Leave it alone, it's really noisy." Wuli said, reaching for the phone in his pocket.

The moment Wuli lowered his head, the monster puffed out black air and roared at him.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga's pupils constricted, and he found that Goli, who had just woken up, didn't go out with a shoulder knife - this was his hobby, how could he be killed by an ugly monster.

"Wuli Lord!"

Wuli's eyes were peaceful, and his long black hair was flying behind him in the gust of wind blown by the monster.

He slowly raised his hand, straightened his arm and pointed at the monster.

Then, at the moment when the monster touched Wuli, a powerful aura slammed from his body, and his slender arms broke through the black aura around the monster, forming a mass of blood/flesh/liquid/body In the viscous voice, he grasped something accurately.

The huge monster suddenly trembled like a sieve, and let out a mournful howl amidst the black air escaping to the surroundings.

Wuli slowly withdrew his arm from the flesh and blood.

The moment he pulled away, the monster, which was more than ten meters long, collapsed suddenly.

There was only one little monster left, and Wuli caught it in his hand, baring his teeth viciously: "Wow—Wow!"

Wuli raised his eyebrows: "Cat?"

Heart moved.

·

"Become a cat."

In the courtyard, Wuli squatted halfway, and said seriously to the little guy who looked like a tiger in front of him: "If you become a cat, I will raise you."

The little tiger cub has a snow-white fur pattern, just like the little tiger who follows Wu Hutui in the painting of Toujian Fusangshen.However, the four eyes on its tiger face make it impossible for anyone who sees it to think it is a tiger.

The little tiger cub looked up at Wuli, blinked his four eyes in bewilderment and aggrieved, and then cried out with a delicate voice, as if he was aggrieved by the pain.

However, Wuli was unmoved, instead he took out his mobile phone and showed the image of the cat searched on the screen to the little tiger cub with a serious look: "This is a cat, change quickly."

"Wow woo woo~"

"Don't be coquettish, I know that curses can do such a simple transformation. Change quickly, or I will exorcise you, or hand you over to a conjurer."

"Ugh..."

The little tiger cub nodded aggrievedly, but Wuli remained unmoved.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who stood on the sidelines with folded arms, twitched the corners of his mouth: Who is the villain among you?

Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who has long been in the dark, looked at the little tiger cub's aggrieved look, and couldn't help but rescue it: "Since you want to raise it, why do you have to turn it into a cat? Isn't the tiger more majestic—let's talk about it The appearance of this little one is no different from that of a cat."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga's complaints did not get Wuli's approval. He turned around with a serious face, and explained seriously: "It can't be a tiger. In the pension plan, there is only the plan to raise cats, and there is no place for tigers."

[Xiao Li, do you hate cats?After I retire, I will find a courtyard that no one knows about, plant flowers all over the yard, raise a few koi, and raise two cats.Then watch cats fluttering butterflies, playing in water and catching fish, sleeping with a book at dusk, and seeing the sunset glowing when you wake up. 】

The man raised his hand to press the hat on his head, and turned around with a gentle smile: 【How about raising a black cat?A black cat like Xiaoli. 】

【Eh?Don't be angry, don't be angry, you're saying Xiaoli is cute.How about leaving a room for Xiaoli?I will also make omelet rice for Xiaoli...]

Wu Li calmed down and looked at Tsurumaru Kuninaga seriously again: "It can only be a cat."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga: "..."

In the sense of crisis that Wuli was so serious that he cursed his intuition, the little tiger cub huddled up aggrieved, but under Wuli's gaze, he worked hard to look like a cat with patterns on a white background.

Fortunately, tigers and cats belong to the cat family, so it is not too difficult.But even so, it made it extremely tired, as if coquettishly rubbed on Wuli's extended finger.

Wuli nodded in satisfaction, put the young kitten in his arms and stood up.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga looked at this scene, his blood-colored eyes darkened: "What exactly is it?"

Wuli walked towards the kitchen with the kitten in his arms, and said nonchalantly, "Isn't it the same as you?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga: "?"

The pure white crane looked down at the limp cat cub because of being forced to transform, and twitched the corners of its lips: "In your heart, do I look like this stupid?"

Wuli calmly replied: "I'm covered in black air and full of curses—isn't that the same thing?"

The corners of Tsurumaru Kuninaga's lips slowly drooped, and the crane that lost its expression looked terrifying like an evil ghost.

Wuli looked down at the little tiger cub, and continued: "It is a curse that was born out of people's fear of tigers, and it is an erosion that launches revenge against the world with hatred—isn't it similar to you?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga caught the key words in Goli's words, he was stunned for a moment, and then, as if he couldn't bear to be disturbed, he said softly: "Fusangshen Fujishiro's family, the five tigers with short swords are retreating, and there are five little tigers. "

"In the history of this pill, a total of 270 four strikes and five tigers retreated."

The pure white crane half lowered its slender eyelashes, casting a thick shadow under the bloody eyes: "According to the statistics of the Government of Time, there are countless five tiger retreats that were smashed on the battlefield and in each of the main pills... there are countless."

Wuli's footsteps stopped, and he raised his eyes to look at Tsurumaru Kuninaga.

After a while, he nodded: "I see. Do you want this cat cub to be called back by the five tigers?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga:?Where did you hear that?Am I talking about this?

Wuli said calmly: "So I decided - it will be called Mimi from now on."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga: "???"

The pure white crane was taken aback, and quickly asked: "What you said just now meant that you wanted to call it Five Tigers Back? Wait, why did you give it such a strange and rustic name as Mimi?" ?”

Wuli replied as a matter of course: "If it's a cat, it should be called Mimi."

Tsurumaru Kuniyong was held in place by Wu Li.

·

When Wuli returned to the study on the first floor with the kitten in his arms, he saw Kasen Kanesada waiting outside the door.

Those dirty red eyes lit up when they saw Wuli, then coughed, and handed a document to Wuli: "The garden layout design plan you explained."

Just when Wuli stretched out his hand to take it, I heard the song fairy Kanesada say again: "I have decided, I will move to live across from you."

Wuli paused for taking the document.

This Anqian Fusangshin who has been wandering in the shadow of Honmaru, as if confessing some kind of oath, solemnly said every word: "I have been thinking about what you said to me that night, you are right, sinner The fault should not be borne by innocent people. If I do that, I will be no different from those judges."

"So, I will observe you all the time, judge whether you are really different from those god judges, find out even the slightest fault of yours, and then kill you."

"But before that." Gexian Kanesada looked directly into Wuli's eyes, and said seriously: "I will temporarily be your Fusangshen, protecting you from being hurt by other people's sins."

Wuli slightly hooked the corner of his lower lip, his eyes were calm: "It's a great honor."

·

Until night fell, Wuli was still discussing with Kasen Kanesada in the spacious study on the first floor about the layout of the courtyard.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga glanced at the lights over there as if making a final decision, then stepped over the roof tiles as light as a crane, and turned into the castle tower.

Today, Wuli's strength is far beyond his imagination, which makes him feel a sense of crisis.He realized that he knew very little about this new interrogator, so he decided to learn more about Wuli.

And the only thing that can understand Wuli is the only luggage that Wuli brought into Honmaru - that official handbag.

That is Tsurumaru Kuninaga's goal tonight.

All previous god judges would open the enchantment that comes with the castle tower to prevent Fu Sangshen from harming them-although the enchantment never protected their lives.

But Wuli didn't know whether he forgot or was really big-hearted, and he didn't open the barrier, which made it easy for Tsurumaru Kunyong to enter the study room of the castle tower.

That bag is on the desk.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga tapped his toes lightly on the ground, took a few steps without making a sound, and landed in front of the desk, reaching for the bag.

The content of the business bag is limited, and Tsurumaru Kuninaga quickly glanced at it, only to roughly see a hat, a robe, and two notebooks.

One of the notebooks is brand new, but the other one has curled up, obviously the result of frequent reading by the owner.

The old but well-preserved notebook aroused Tsurumaru Kuninaga's interest, and he reached into the bag——

"call!"

Candlelight suddenly illuminated the room.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga turned his head instantly.

I saw Wuli, whose whole body was covered in black, standing quietly at the door.

The candle flame shook violently, as if disturbed by some kind of aura.

Wuli's indifferent and sharp face was half-light and half-dark, and those black eyes seemed to be the deepest darkness.

"Tsurumaru, what are you looking for here?" Wuli asked softly.

His slender body cast a shadow on the wall under the candlelight, causing the long figure to shake constantly.

Like a ferocious beast, it roared silently.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga pursed his lips, a drop of cold sweat ran down his back and slipped into his collar.