[Comprehensive] Where did I wear today

Ling Huan took out a stack of various talisman papers and placed them in front of Tsurumaru Kuninaga, introducing them one by one, "This is what you are experiencing now, it can imprison a person's power, soul, body; this kind of It is a talisman that can directly beat you to death; this is a talisman that can beat you back to your original shape; this is a talisman that can control you and directly make you obey my orders; this..."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga's eyelids twitched, "That's enough, just say what you want to say!"

"Hey, I'll let you go later, don't run away, don't make trouble, I have a very bad memory, it would be bad if I accidentally took the talisman into other talisman papers."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga rolled his eyes, "What on earth do you want? If you don't kill me, I can't influence the will of the world. Let him let your friends in, or do you have a way to drive me out of this world?"

Ling Huan smacked his lips, "I don't have one, but my friends do."

"They discussed it with World Consciousness, and you just voted. Once I control you, World Consciousness will let them in. After they come in, I will think about how to treat you."

"Of course, I will definitely not let you make trouble again!"

"Direct dialogue with world consciousness?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga asked in amazement, "Who are you?"

Ling Huan touched his nose in embarrassment, "I'm just an ordinary person, alas, don't stare at me. Although I am an ordinary person, my friends are not. I have golden thighs!" Ling Huan Very proud, his nose turned up, seeing Tsurumaru Kuninaga glaring at him again, he quickly restrained his expression, and said with a smile: "They are all monsters and beasts."

"Sacred beasts? Monsters?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga said disdainfully, "I'm still a Fusangshen that existed in the Tang Dynasty."

"Fu Sangshen? I seem to have heard of it somewhere?" Ling Huan thought about it for a while, but he didn't get entangled when he didn't think about it.

"Really, I didn't lie to you. Let me give you a few examples. Sister Yun Wen is a bone spirit. I remember she was sacrificed to death, and her bones were buried under the altar. There was a lot of resentment. Later, the altar was pulled down and rebuilt In this temple, she listened to the Buddha's voice day and night, practiced herself, and after tens of thousands of years, she finally achieved the reputation of the bone Buddha's heart."

"Sister Jinlan, as a koi carp, was born with spiritual wisdom early, and her master cultivated it with all her heart. Her cultivation path went smoothly, but there was an unforeseen event. Her master was betrayed by her best friend, and the rising star on the road of Taoism fell. She He has cultivated hard for thousands of years, and he did not hesitate to become a demon in the spiritual realm, and slaughtered all the twelve palaces in the world to avenge his master."

"Sister Suyue's body is a banyan tree. The tree is so big that it covers the sky and the sun is indescribable. The Sui Mountain has existed for more than 12 years, and she has been the owner of the Sui Mountain ever since it existed." Ling Huan paused and looked at the tree. Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who was in a daze when he heard it, kindly explained to him the way of getting along in that world, and the joyful words made Tsurumaru Kuninaga's face full of disbelief.

"It's just another Honmaru over there..." Tsurumaru Kuninaga murmured.

"Honmaru? Is it the name of the place in your dream?" He has already restrained Tsurumaru Kuninaga, and Ling Huan doesn't mind exposing more, let alone in this situation, he believes that Tsurumaru Kuninaga will never be angry.

Ling Huan lowered his eyes, the more information he had, the better Si Jue and the others would be able to make a targeted strategy when they came over, and then they could decide how to deal with the evil spirit—Tsuramaru Kuninaga.

Although Tsurumaru Kuni always separated him from everyone in the Youkai Inn, made him fearful, and made him run around everywhere, but he really didn't hate him.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga is really a person who is hard to hate.

What's more, he had a good time during this time.

Sure enough, Tsurumaru Kuninaga glanced at him, and was not annoyed by someone prying into his privacy, "I know you are guessing why I became like this, tell me what you know, so that I can decide what to tell you. "

Ling Huan told about his dream.

After hearing this, Tsurumaru Kuninaga first said, "This person named Lin Guli is not simple." Before Ling Huan could respond, he continued to the question above as if he hadn't said anything: "In the year 2205 in the Western calendar, a group of people who tried to change history "Historical revisionists" launched an attack on the past, trying to correct history into what they expected.

In order to stop them, the government at that time established an independent "Government of Time" and sent "God Judges" to stop these "Historical Revisionists" in various eras.

The so-called "spirit examiner" refers to a person who can wake up the consciousness and soul sleeping in the utensils and give them the ability to fight alone, and we, Fu Sangshen "Sword Men" come from this. "

Ling Huan blinked, so Tsurumaru Kuninaga is actually a swordsman?

Tsurumaru never knew what Ling Huan was thinking, if he knew, he might get up and beat him up.

What kind of knives are they? They are Fusangshen, possessing divinity!

He smiled wryly, "There are tens of thousands of god judges in the world, and even billions of men with swords.

But every god judge is different, but there are always so few sword men, why? "

The control time of the talisman paper passed, and it was silently reduced to ashes.Tsurumaru Kuni moved his fingers, but after thinking about it, he still didn't do it. Maybe it was because he was afraid of the "friend" Ling Huan called, or maybe it was because he was really lonely for too long and wanted to talk about it.

"Men with swords can appear repeatedly. One Honmaru may have three or five Tsurumaru Kuninaga. As long as the god judge wants, this is very common. Who made him our 'master'?"

"But our Honmaru is different, God judge, our protagonist is a weak boy, in very bad health, and people are often worried that he will die in an unknown place on a certain night when we don't know, But he is a good boy. He is also a qualified judge. He thinks that we Fusangshen are unique just like human beings, so there is only one sword of a kind in this pill. He always uses the best gold armor for us, Worrying about our injuries, the healing accelerators are never stingy, and the daily tasks, the insiders will also adjust according to our mood and requirements. Gradually, all of us have reached the full level of refinement, and the short knives are also polarized..."

"It feels great, doesn't it? I think it's great too." Tsurumaru Kuninaga suddenly laughed, the laughter was crazy, and Ling Huan, who was fascinated by it, was startled.

As soon as Ling Huan turned around, he realized that Tsurumaru Kuninaga's body began to emit evil spirits at some point, not only that, but also continuously attracted the evil spirits from the surroundings into his body, and the evil spirits spread throughout the room.

Ling Huan's expression changed, he held his mouth and nose, quickly touched a talisman and patted it.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga was panting violently, his body was trembling, and his eyes were constantly switching between red and gold. On his forehead, behind him, black horn-like and tail-like phantoms loomed.

Cold sweat soaked his hair and clothes, and painful roars echoed in the room.

It took an unknown amount of time for Tsurumaru Kuninaga to calm down slowly.Ling Huan went over to check his reaction, and saw that although his face was covered with cold sweat, he still looked normal after all, so he relaxed.

"Are you okay?" Ling Huan asked lightly.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga rolled his eyes and didn't look at him. He took a breath and smiled weakly. There was a bloody smell and deep-seated hatred in that smile, which made people feel cold all over his body, and said: "Everyone is at the full level. Afterwards, the days became leisurely, and I was so happy every day, I thought it would continue like this. However, the examiner found that we seemed to be getting weaker and weaker. On the surface, all the values ​​​​have not changed. Or other attributes have dropped, the pictures that could be scanned easily before, but now they will be slandered or even seriously injured.

The judge was very worried, he was a kind and good boy in the first place.He asked Fox Nosuke, saying that he had no authority, and asked the government of the time, all the information disappeared without any reply.Day by day, we suffered more and more injuries, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he told us that he would go to the Government of Time to ask in person, otherwise he would rather give up the mission, no longer fight, no longer in the expedition Don't let us get hurt.

We swordsmen can't produce Honmaru, so we just watched him go like this. "

Ling Huan looked at Tsurumaru Kuninaga's expression, and felt that the next words would not be good: "He..."

"He died because of the rebellion, and was wiped out by the Tokizhi government." Tsurumaru Kuninaga smiled, "Later, the Tokizhi government sent other judges to take us in, but because of our precautions, he has not been able to gain control. "

"Later, we discovered the information sent by our little god judge.

According to the information that everyone has learned, the god judges are employees recruited by the government of time in human society, and most of us are ghosts.The Government of Time keeps the ontology and distributes our power in the form of projection, each of which is the same source of power, so each knife can have many of the same Fusangshen. They had the same experience and the same memory before.It can be said that the life of Fusangshen began to turn at the moment he was summoned.

However, the quality of employees is uneven, which will always cause problems of one kind or another. In addition, there will always be a day when the power of the division is exhausted. What should we do?

They used these fusangshen who fell in the dark or had run out of power for experiments, and extracted the remaining energy to supply the main body to continue to produce spirits.

Then infuse the ubiquitous dark power in the world, let them change their bodies, distort their faces, destroy their minds, and then throw them into time and space to become a retrograde army, yes, they are 'historical revisionists', our enemies. "

"Why does our strength become weaker? There are too many summoned spirits, and the power of the main body is not enough-because we are the main body!"

"Other Honmaru never restrict entry and exit as long as they are led by a god judge, but we are never allowed to go out! Why? Because we are afraid that we will find out that we are different from other sword men!"

"There has never been a second identical knife in this pill. Ignoring the will of the god judge, I am afraid the biggest reason is that there is no second identical knife!"

"Why didn't they think of it, the separation of the spirit and the separation of the spirit, even if it is separated, it is also connected with the main body, and it belongs to our original thing."

"There are too many emotional fluctuations in the spirit division, and the shock caused is getting bigger and bigger. We are gradually affected and woke up from a deep sleep. They can only arrange for us a young and ignorant judge for easy monitoring. Unexpectedly, they moved Drop a stone on your own foot."

Who would have thought that a child could be so sensitive.

"And then?" Ling Huan asked.

"Then it's about rising up and resisting." Tsurumaru Kuninaga laughed, "We absorbed part of the power, instigated part of the god judges and spirit divisions, and then fought and fought. I don't know when there are fewer and fewer companions around us. , the enemies on the opposite side are getting less and less... When I realize that I am the only one left except for the broken blades all over the place, there are so many people who are stronger than me, how come I am the only one left." Red tears It flowed down and covered the whole face, making him even more charming, and the corners of his eyes were gradually stained with rouge-like red lines.

"I don't know what's going on with the Government of Time, whether it's disbanded or has no effect, I don't care anymore."

"I went back to my Honmaru, and the inside was already dilapidated, and the Manyo cherry blossoms were withered, and everything that was once beautiful was gone. I cleaned it up and sat in a daze.

one day.

Two days.

……

Time passed slowly, I didn't wait until the people from the Government of Time came to settle accounts with me, and I didn't wait until my companions said to me: "We are back."

"Suddenly one day I remembered, I am a crane, a crane that has always been free. How could I die in such a boring place, guarding a pile of debris, living a life like stagnant water, when I arrive When Santuchuan saw them again, I was ashamed to say that I was a free crane.

So I turned on the Time-Turner and came here. "

Ling Huan sat beside Tsurumaru Kuninaga and listened to him quietly. He said that he fainted because he couldn't control the power in his body. He said that the old man valued his hair the most. He said that the people in the village Girls don't like men as much as him, so he messes things up a bit...

He said a lot, he said that he is very happy in this world, because he is having fun and there are many people playing with him...

Some are annoying so he 'pranks' a little bit, others are funny and he doesn't get bored...

He listened quietly until Tsurumaru Kuninaga was tired of talking, stopped, and fell asleep.

He was really too tired, from his judge, his lord never closed his eyes after his death, now, he finally felt tired and wanted to sleep.

Tranquility filled the room, and the sound of snowflakes falling outside the window could be clearly heard.

Ling let out a sigh of relief, the weather is so cold, even indoors, it has condensed into white mist. "The evil spirit in him...is he possessed by a demon?"

"En." Si Jue responded.

"He's in control, right?"

"Ah."

"Then he is not guilty of death, right? He has controlled his power very well, and the few infected people have been perfectly dealt with by me. It has not caused any impact on this world. Everything is world-conscious. What a fuss, right?"

"..."

"Huh? Right?" Ling Huan turned to look at Si Jue.

"Ah."

"Then... can he still be saved? World consciousness..."

"Don't worry about the world consciousness. As for him, even though Fu Sangshen and his like are called gods, they are just artifacts." Seeing Ling Huan glaring at him, Si Jue changed his words and said, "His devilish energy enters his body too much. Deep, unless you turn to demon cultivation, you won’t be able to survive.”

"He will be willing." Ling Huan said firmly.It wasn't until Si Jue sneered that he realized that just now he had so boldly glared at his BOSS, his whole body froze, and he leaned over to pretend to be his grandson.

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The government of time, forever blamed

The Government of Time: I take the blame and I am proud!