History of the construction of Hanamaru [Comprehensive]

"Is this the one?" Putting Foxosuke on the tatami, Yingcao reached out and touched the mirror that was as tall as a person.

The fingers that protruded did not touch the mirror, but directly stretched in, and the mirror rippled out in circles.

Hotaru looked down at Foxnosuke, who was also surprised, "Didn't the martial arts judges who cleaned the Honmaru you mentioned didn't find this place?"

Foxnosuke shook his head in a daze, "This matter was not written in the report, I think it probably hasn't been discovered." As for whether it was really discovered, only the person concerned knows.

"Let's go, let's go in and bring the bone ghouls out."

"Huh? Lord God Judge, didn't you say that Master Bone Ghoul and Master Cattail are in the dream, why do you say here again?" Lord God Judge just told it not to disturb her dream.

Yingcao stretched her entire arm in, and after confirming that there were no obstacles inside, she walked in and explained, "Their bodies are here." This is what Gu Gu told her in the dream.

Inside the mirror is a room with similar specifications to the outside room, the only difference is that a large iron cage is placed in the center of the room.

The room was extremely dark, even with candles on the walls.

"Master God Judge, there seems to be someone in the cage. I'll go check it out. Lord Judge, please wait here." Fox's body tensed up vigilantly, and it approached the cage lightly.

The figure curled up in the cage with its back facing Foxanosuke seemed to hear its voice and moved slightly, and the chains spread on the ground also made a crisp sound of iron hitting.

The person lying in the cage slowly sat up while supporting the ground. His figure was unusually slender and frail, "Is it... Xiao Ye?"

His voice was very hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

"Are you...?" Honosuke moved closer, saw the young man's hair color clearly, jumped up immediately, and shouted: "Master God Judge! Lord Judge God, please come and have a look! This is Zong San Master Zuo Wenwen!"

Yingcao, who was rummaging around to find the bone ghoul and cattail body, stopped and walked over.

Judge?Zong San Zuowen forced himself to turn his head. He didn't know if it was due to lack of strength or some reason. With such a simple movement, he sweated profusely, his face was as pale as paper, and he kept panting.

"Master Sosan, are you alright?" The gap in the iron rod of the cage was wide enough for Foxnosuke to get in, but because he got a little fat from eating recently, he got stuck halfway through the waist and got stuck there.

Foxosuke was very embarrassed, very embarrassed, he twisted his body a few times trying to get out of here or go in, but the more he moved, the tighter he got stuck, until finally a lot of hair on his abdomen was rubbed off.

It gave up, turned its head twisted and asked for help, "Master God Judge QAQ"

"...You." Yingcao knelt down helplessly, hugged its body and pulled it back, "Be patient with a little pain."

"No, no, it hurts! It hurts and pain! It hurts! Master of the gods, begging you to loosen your hands! Fox help is going to die!" It couldn't help crying.

Zong San in the cage managed to catch his breath, and looked at her defensively, "Who are you? A god-inspector sent by the government?" Every time he said a word, his face turned pale again, and his expression became distorted.

"Are you that... Saya's older brother?" Yingcao asked, letting go of Fox's hand.

Zong San's eyes suddenly lit up, he rushed over and grabbed the railing, and asked nervously: "Yes, I am, how is Xiao Ye? And brother Jiang Xue, how are they doing?!"

Scratching her face, Yingcao felt guilty: "Xiao Ye is fine," she just knocked her out, "Jiang Xue is fine too." It's just that the bones she made fell off, but!She is well attached!

As if the burden on his back had been lifted, Zong San bent down his straight waist. He heaved a sigh of relief, covered his face and muttered to himself, "It's fine as long as it's fine, it's fine as long as it's fine."

"What about you? What are you here for?" He raised his head and looked up at Yingcao. His face, which was half hidden in the darkness, was extremely gorgeous, with a sickly complexion, and the blue-green eyes that were revealed without any concealment.

Wrapped in a loose purple kimono that exposed a large chest, her thin and slender figure made Yingcao suspect that she would die if she touched him lightly, and she had a decadent beauty like a dying butterfly.

"I'm here to find Bone Gu and Cattail." Yingcao didn't hide her destination, and she even hoped to get some clues from Zongsan.

"That's it..." Zong San raised his eyes again, half-drawing down his eyelashes, "If you rescue me, I will tell you the whereabouts of the two brothers, Gu Gu and Catao, and of course there are other knives, Yamato Mori Yamabuchi and the others are here too."

"Even if you don't say so, I will rescue you. Isn't it natural to help when you see someone in need? By the way, where is the key?" Yingcao looked around.

Zong San was taken aback, and he raised the corners of his lips slightly, "There is no key here, that guy Chongmai destroyed the key after he locked me here."

He raised his eyebrows and said in a low voice: "So, if you want to release me from here, you must either destroy the cage directly, or ask the Government of Time for help and let them send professionals to knock the lock open."

"That's it, then God Judge, please quickly take off the bell on my neck. There are space-time coordinates linking to the Government of Time on it. Lord God Judge, you can go to the Government of Time through it." Grabbing the bell around his neck, he accidentally moved his lower back and was in pain, tearing up.

"Don't be so troublesome." Yingcao knelt down and grabbed the two iron rods stuck on Fox's waist, and exerted a little force on both sides, and the iron rods were pulled out to a big hole that was just big enough for Fox's help to get in and out without getting stuck again.

Zong San who was staying in the cage was stunned, he opened his mouth slightly, and his heart moved, so...it can still be like this.

Easily breaking the iron rods that were in the way, Yingcao threw them to the ground and stretched out his hand to Zongsan, "Let's go."

Zongsan, who was still sitting on the ground, shook his head. He pointed to the paintings hanging on the wall, "Ciaowei and the others are behind there, and my body is also there. Go and save them first."

Looking in the direction of Zongsan's fingers, Yingcao nodded, "Okay." After hesitating, she ran into the cage again, and broke the chains that locked his limbs under Zongsan's suspicious eyes, "This way It's okay, I'll go and come back."

After opening the picture scroll, the wall was hollowed out, and swords were placed on the three walls facing inside. Yingcao counted exactly five swords, including Zongsan's body.

Picking them up from the wall, Yingcao returned to the cage holding the sword.

Holding the iron rod, Zongsan's legs trembled and stood up reluctantly, "Let's go." He loosened up a little and took a few steps forward slowly, then his feet tilted, and when he thought he was about to fall to the ground, he subconsciously When he closed his eyes, he suddenly fell into a warm embrace.

Holding the sword that was in danger of falling in her arms with difficulty, Yingcao supported his chest with her shoulders, "Are you all right?"

"...No, thank you." The girl's warm breath swept over his earlobe, which made Zong San uncomfortably tilt his head to avoid her breathing.

"Wait." With one hand free to support Zongsan's shoulder who wanted to stand up by himself, Yingcao stuffed all the swords in her arms into Dandelion Miles, "Don't force yourself too much."

Helping Zongsan out of the mirror, Yingcao turned around and broke the mirror and the special barrier attached to the mirror. It's better not to keep such things in this pill.

As soon as the eyes accustomed to the darkness came into contact with the too bright sunlight, it was so dazzling that his eyes secreted protective tears.Zongsan is unwilling to close his eyes even if his eyes hurt, because at this time he truly feels that he is alive.

—he had escaped from that cage.

"Master Zong San." Foxosuke tugged at the corner of his clothes, and asked cautiously, "Can you tell me why you and Master Gu Gu are in this mirror? Ah... If you don't tell me, it's okay." It flicked its tail frantically.

Honosuke's tone and expression as if he was dealing with fragile items made Zongsan smile, his eyes were deep and bottomless, "It's okay, it's okay to tell you, it's not important anyway."

Leaning halfway against the wall, Zongsan smiled ironically, "The bird in the cage whose wings were broken by his own hands would have a day to see the light of day again, didn't he think of it? Whether it is recast or burned, can't escape this sad fate? Is it the curse engraved on me by the Demon King?"

He touched the chest with the inscription on it.

"Shigemai used Saya to trick me here, and locked me in a cage. When I noticed, Natsuo, Kokaku, Yamato Mori, and Yamabukiri were already here, but they were sealed. It seems that in order to torture me better, he took out almost all the spiritual power in the room." Zongsan squinted his eyes and felt that due to the serious lack of spiritual power nourishment, he was greedily absorbing the spiritual power points around him that were invisible to the naked eye. The comfort it brings to the body.

"Then, can I trouble you to take me to Xiaoye? You can also call him here." It's not that Zongsan doesn't want to move, but that his body is too weak. It's not bad to change back to the original due to lack of spiritual power.

No, it is also possible that Chongmai did it on purpose, deliberately draining the spiritual power that they Fusangshen depended on for survival.Let him rely on the weak spiritual power in the air to linger on, and the body's instinct to automatically absorb spiritual power makes him unable to reject the spiritual power, nor can he change back to his original form.

Thinking about it carefully, it's really scary...

"I'll let someone else take you there." Originally, Yingcao wanted to agree, but when Yingcao thought of Xiaoye's unfriendly attitude towards her and knocked him unconscious, it was inevitable.

"Master God Judge, why don't you let Master Gu Gu and the others bring Master Zong San over there." Fox Nosuke suggested.

"Okay, that's right, do you need demon power?" Suddenly remembering what Zong San said, Yingcao pushed the firefly green demon power ball floating in front of him towards him.

Zong San shook his head, "I'll be able to cultivate slowly, thank you for your kindness."

His current body is too weak, if he accepts the spirit power ball from Yingcao, he will probably explode, just like a weak human being who has taken too many supplements.

*

Let the summoned Kokuro and Nayuo take Sozo to find Saya, and Hotaru Kneeling on the tatami mat frowned and looked at the bodies of Yamabaki Kunihiro and Yamato Mori Anda who didn't respond no matter how much she input the demon power.

"Has the consciousness of Yamabuakiri-sama and Yamatomori-sama disappeared?" There is only one reason why the sword cannot be transformed into a human form, and that is that the soul attached to it has disappeared.

"Probably not, I can feel it." Yingcao looked at the scabbard with a dignified expression, "It should be trapped in a dream like the bone ghoul and cattail."

"Is there a way for Lord Judge to rescue them?" Fox Nosuke asked.

"Well, but I have to trouble Foxnosuke to look at my body." She needed to go to the gap of dreams again.

"Okay, leave it to me if there is no problem! I will definitely not let down the entrustment of Lord Judge!" Fox Nosuke puffed up his chest. At this time, he felt that he was more useful than those adults who pay the gods with swords and swords. , Lord God Judge pays more attention to it.

After giving Foxunosuke a few words, Yingcao immediately entered the gap in the dream to find the help of Butterfly Spirit, and asked her again to help open the passage to the dreams of Yamato Morita and Yamabaki Kunihiro who did not respond to her call.

"Where is this place?" As soon as Yingcao stepped in, she saw the scene of human beings fighting each other with swords, but they seemed to be unable to see her, completely ignoring her existence.

After careful observation, Yingcao found that there were two gangs fighting at the scene. They all had very obvious characteristics and were easy to distinguish. Among them, the people wearing light green feathers seemed to be members of one organization, while the other gang People dress casually.

Gather all the dandelions and confirm that I can't hurt them, and my treatment is useless to them. There is no one present like the sword Fusangshen, Yingcao ignores them and walks around to the stairs to the second floor. Is it on the second floor? ?

Blood was spattered on the stairs and the walls, and there were curled knives stuck in them. One can imagine what kind of fighting had been experienced here at that time.

The closer you get to the second floor, the louder the clash of swords and swords will be, and at the same time, there will be a rough man screaming, "General Manager" and "General Manager", mixed with a strong voice. thick worry.

Ascending to the second floor, the sound of piercing the air hits the face, and the knife reflecting the cold and sharp silver light slashes straight at Yingcao's head. Dafei then went to see the face of the person.

very common.This was Yingcao's first impression. The person who attacked her looked very ordinary, and belonged to the type that could be lost if one threw him into the crowd.

Wait, they all seem to see her?Looking suspiciously at the people who stopped their movements and stared at her blankly, Yingcao took a step back unaccustomed.

"Cough..." The young man with a knife in his hand and a white hair band on his head covered his mouth, blood dripped from between his fingers and dripped onto the tatami, quickly staining the surroundings red.

The coughing of the young man seemed to call back their souls that had flown elsewhere, and they all turned around and continued to fight with their knives in hand.

"Okita-kun!" The young man with the ponytail tied up and the clothes that looked very similar to the young man with the tear mole in the corner of his eyes ran away from the enemy and rushed to the blood-spitting young man. He held the young man's arm.

The young man called Okita waved the young man's hand away, and he frowned, "What are you doing? Don't let me be the reason for you to stop you from completing the necessary things. You are really bothering me."

"But! Okita-kun, you..." The young man's eyes were red, and his hands that didn't hold the knife were tightly clenched. Okita-kun, you will get sick here, and then abandon him and die without authorization.

Absolutely not!He absolutely does not want to!

The boy drew out his sword and slashed at the ronin holding the sword behind him with precision. He turned his back to Okita and murmured in a low voice, "Absolutely! Protect Okita-kun well."

Rather than watching Okita-kun fall sick and die and be unable to go to the battlefield here, it is better to just break off and disappear into the darkness of history together with Okita-kun.

Yingcao, who was standing against the wall, fell into an embarrassing situation. Here... who is Yamato Shou'an!

Oops, if I knew it, I would have asked Foxunosuke Yamato's appearance, Yingcao slumped her shoulders in frustration, but first she had to... She looked at the enemy casually, wiping the blood from the corners of her lips with a knife in her hands Okita.

"Huh? Why didn't the treatment work?" Seeing Okita still coughing up blood, Yingcao was stunned, then she patted her head a little annoyed, why did she forget that dream treatment is useless.

"Are you?" Okita noticed the strangely dressed girl who was out of place here, "Are you that idiot's accomplice?"

Yingcao raised her head in surprise, "Can you see me?"

"Are you here to look for him?" Okita put Qing Guang, who had accidentally broken the tip of the knife while slashing the enemy, back into the scabbard, and walked up to Yingcao as if no one else was there, and when he stood still, the room was full The room where there were still people fighting in the knife marks moved away from them in an instant, like a background picture.

He turned around, and looked at the 'Iked House Incident' in front of him with blue eyes that looked exactly like the boy's, "It's really troublesome."

"Eh?" Hotaru looked puzzledly at Okita who had no expression on his face.

"I keep repeating this scene, how obsessed is he with me? Even I can't stand it." Forced to fight, forced to fall ill, "Can I trouble you to take this idiot away from here?"

"Is that Yamato Shou'an?" Yingcao pointed at the grim-faced boy who had been hacking and killing the enemy.

Okita was taken aback, he rubbed the hilt of the Qingguang knife at his waist twice, looked at the young man who stubbornly believed that he could save him by beheading all the enemies, and smiled softly, "So it's An Ding..."

The tone is three points of nostalgia, and seven points of sigh.

"Yes, so, can I trouble you to take it away? Does he have a mission that he has to complete? Someone should be waiting for him, right?"

"I can't take it away now." The butterfly spirit descended from the sky, its wings as thin as cicada's wings trembled slightly behind him, "His obsession is too deep, and the firefly grass cannot take him out of this dream."

"Why are you here, Butterfly?"

The Butterfly Spirit looked back at the young man fighting the enemy bravely, and smiled at Yingcao embarrassedly, "I am really worried about you, Yingcao, and I feel a little worried about the deep obsession of the owner of this dream. I'm chasing it."

"Firefly grass," Butterfly Jing patted the tambourine in her hand, and the surrounding images quickly faded away like a tide, and they returned to the gap of dreams, "If you want to bring that boy out, go find someone who has an important bond with him, Bringing him here might save the boy from his dream."

Yingcao sighed helplessly, "Why does the serial mission in this Shikigami assignment feel so serious."

Butterfly Jing smiled and said nothing.

"Then I'll come find you later."

"By the way, I have already found the dream of the Yamabashi Kirihiro you mentioned, and you can take him away with you later." Before waking up, Yingcao heard what Butterfly Spirit said.

Putting his head on his front paws, Foxnosuke stared boredly at the clouds outside which could not see any trace of movement. He whimpered and looked at Yingcao who was sleeping perfectly beside him, "It's so boring... ...When will the God Judge wake up? Speaking of which, the God Judge said that he was going to find Yamabagiri-sama in the dreamland, how did they find it? I feel that the God Judge is very powerful...but... Fox I'm still super bored."

Standing up and lying down again, Foxnosuke felt that he was almost bored enough to chase his tail around.

I don't know how many times I turned my head to look at the judge, "Hey!" It was startled by Yingcao's sitting upright without warning, like a dead body.

"Funosuke, do you know who in this Honmaru has the best relationship with Yamato Shou'an?" Yingcao hugged Foxosuke and lifted it in front of her, placing it on the same level.

Foxnosuke tilted his head, and insisted, "Of course it's Kiyomitsu-sama! But the judge is great..."

Before it could utter its question, it saw Yingcao running out of the door like a whirlwind, leaving Foxnosuke alone in the Japanese room.

He flicked his tail in a daze, Hu Zhisuke hadn't reacted yet, the first thought in his little head was that the manoeuvre of God Judge is similar to that of a polarized dagger.

Immediately afterwards, it was half a beat too late to react, and hurriedly followed the direction in which Lord God Judge was running, and chased after him, "Master God Judge, wait for me!"

While running, Honosuke felt that he was no longer the No. 1 in the hearts of adults who judged the gods, sad, wronged, and helpless.

*

Holding a basin of clean clothes, Ge Xian was contentedly walking in the courtyard, when suddenly a gust of wind blew up in front of her eyes and there were blurred afterimages.

"That's it?!" Ge Xian was stunned for two or three seconds, then suddenly turned his head to look in the direction where the afterimage left, was it a polarized dagger?The movement is so fast.

Song Xian, who was still guessing in his heart, found that the afterimage retreated back and stopped in front of him. He waited for the strong wind in front of him to dissipate before he saw the person clearly.

Closing his mouth that was wide open in surprise, Ge Xian tried to redeem his elegant label, "Master God Judge, what are you doing?"

"I don't have time to explain. Gexian, tell me where Qingguang is? I need him urgently."

"His words seem to be in the Shinsengumi's office." Before he finished his words, Yingcao disappeared in front of his eyes.

Song Xian shook his head and walked slowly towards the drying rack, "Master God Judge is really in a hurry."

He looked down at the basin again, and found that the clean and shiny clothes that should have been rinsed by him were covered with a thin layer of undetectable dust.

"My clothes!!!" There was such a scream in the courtyard of Honmaru, which caused the other Fusangshen to start thinking again.

*

After closing the shoji door, Kiyomitsu caringly left ample space for Horikawa and Izumi Mamoru, who reunited after a long absence. Anyway, we can finally meet again.

Walking along the corridor to the other side of the Shinsengumi's office, he sat down and looked up at the sky, "An Ning..."

The shadows covered his vision from shallow to deep, Qingguang looked down suspiciously, Yingcao was panting and standing at the bottom of the corridor looking at him, blinking, "Master God Judge?"

"I found Yamato Moran." The girl's first words made Qingguang's mind explode with a bang, and his head went blank for a while. He stood up abruptly and opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

The girl against the light had a firm tone. She half-tilted her head against the light, and there were golden spots of light in her fluorescent green eyes, "I just need you to come."

"No problem!" He heard himself say this, his brain was muddled, and he didn't wake up until Yingcao told him to sleep.

"Sleeping?" Qing Guang asked in surprise.

Yingcao, who was already lying down, nodded, "Yes, Yamato Shou'an can't get out of the dream now, and you need to bring him out." She patted the vacant place beside her as she spoke.

Kiyomitsu hesitated, and decided to believe the well-known Abe Seimei Shikigami from Heian-kyo, "Can I ask what kind of dream Anding had?"

Yingcao thought for a while and replied: "It seems to be a dream about a man named Okita." The main key figure in the dream should be the young man who talked to her.

Qing Guang pursed his lips and scolded softly, "That big idiot."

He raised his eyes again, and bowed solemnly, "Master, please take me to An Ding."

Yingcao nodded at the empty seat beside her, and said with a smile, "Then why don't you come soon?"

Qing Guang was stunned for a moment, he sat down gently with red ears and lay beside Yingcao, with his hands hanging neatly by his legs.

Yingcao turned her face sideways, and she held Qingguang's hand.Qingguang's body froze, feeling the soft and warm hand covering the back of his hand, he also turned his head and silently asked Yingcao with his extremely clear red eyes.

"It's better to fall asleep this way, close your eyes." Yingcao raised the hand she held with Qingguang and shook it, then closed her eyes after putting it down.

Qing Guang stared at their staggered hands for a few seconds, he blushed and closed his eyes.There was darkness in front of his eyes, and after the darkness, there was a moment of dizziness, and when he regained consciousness, he found himself in a wilderness.

"This is the gap between dreams. It's the first time I've brought someone here. I didn't expect it to be so smooth." Yingcao smiled at him.

"Butterfly spirit, I brought people here, you can send us there." Yingcao waved to Butterfly spirit who had been waiting for an unknown amount of time.

Butterfly looked curiously at the black-haired boy standing next to Yingcao and nodded equally curiously. She patted the tambourine to open the passage leading to Yamato Shou'an's dream, "Call me if you're done." , I will bring you out."

"Okay." Pulling Qingguang into the dream, Yingcao, who had been here once, successfully avoided the ronin and Shinsengumi on the first floor and went up to the second floor.

Kiyomitsu, who was following Firefly, moved his gaze away from the place he was familiar with and couldn't be more familiar with, and could even tell how Okita Souji held him and how he defeated the enemy and rushed to the second floor with complicated emotions.

Will we see that person again?Surely it will.

Because the former god judge was not very interested in fighting and pushing maps, Kiyomitsu has never been to Ikedaya, and has always been wandering around in the Japanese battle map to do daily lessons before returning to Honmaru.

The second floor is still what Hotaruca saw when she came here. Okita, who was wearing a light green haori, wiped away the blood from his mouth. Qingguang of the same sword as in his hand.

Qingguang spoke first, "This gesture is really nostalgic, Okita-kun, long time no see."

"Ah...it's California." Okita stroked the blood sticking to the sword, "Are you here to take him back?"

"Okita-kun!" The young man stumbled up the stairs and shouted at the Okita Souji standing in the center of the enemy.

Everyone in the room turned their gazes to the young man immediately, and Qing Guang did the same. He strode towards the young man, "Stability."

Yamato Mamoru's cloudy eyes moved from Okita to the angry Kiyomitsu, and the out-of-focus eyes slowly focused, "Qi, Kiyomitsu?"

"Yeah, you idiot." Qing Guang knocked him angrily.

"It hurts! What are you doing!" An Ding covered her head.

"Are you talking about what you're doing?!"

An Ding was stunned, "What am I doing? Of course I am..." He paused, suddenly grabbed Qingguang's hand and hurriedly dragged him towards Okita, "Qingguang, save Okita-kun! Okita-kun is right there!"

Being dragged staggeringly, Qingguang stabilized his body and grabbed An Ding forcefully, "An Ding! Wake up! He has already..."

Qingguang's unfinished words silenced An Ding, and he retorted loudly: "No! Okita-kun is standing there! He is waiting for us to save him!" Every word he said seemed to dispel the uneasiness in his heart The louder the voice became, the more he gasped after speaking.

Taking a step forward and grabbing An Ning's skirt, Qingguang half-lifted him up and half-lifted his feet off the ground, he pointed at Souji Okita, "Look carefully! Are you dreaming! Don't give that person a hand in this kind of place. Shame on you! You are a complete idiot for indulging in this impossible dream!"

As if venting the unhappiness in his heart, he roared loudly, his voice became hoarse, and his chest heaved even more violently.

"It's a lie! I don't believe it! Okita-kun, he's clearly! Obviously..." An Ding tried his best to open his eyes wide and looked at Mr. Okita, who was standing there silently watching them, "Obviously..." His voice gradually weakened .

Director Okita looked at them silently, then suddenly turned around and waved to him, and walked towards the distance, his figure was gradually swallowed by the darkness until he disappeared.

The surrounding scene suddenly changed and completely plunged into darkness. The light from nowhere shrouded Qingguang who lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly, An Ding who slid down slowly while covering his face, and a bewildered look. watching their fireflies.

"...I also really want to save that person, but this is history. No matter whether it is good or bad, it cannot be changed. As swords, we can only kill the enemy, but we cannot kill him. Illness! So what if you changed Ikedaya? In the end, you still can’t change his illness.”

An Ding was grabbed by the collar and forced to raise his head. Two drops of warm liquid fell on his face. They were tears—California Qingguang's tears.

Tears intertwined with those on his face and ran down his face, An Ding opened his eyes wide, "Qingguang...you..."

"I didn't cry!" Qing Guang wiped the tears off his face in embarrassment, and he gave An Ding a vicious look, "It's all your fault."

Using his sleeve to remove the teardrops that slid down to his chin, he stretched out his hand to An Ding awkwardly, and said in a very disgusted tone, "Let's go, if you're still sitting here, do you want to stay in this dark place for the rest of your life?"

"I don't want to. If you want to stay, you should stay here, Qingguang, you, a fool with a mouth." An Ding put his hand on Qingguang's, and stood up with his strength.

After confirming that An Ding would no longer be restless, Qing Guang turned around and said to Yingcao who hadn't spoken since entering the dreamland, "It's ready...Master, let's go back."

Hearing Qing Guang's address to the girl holding the dandelion, An Ding was a little surprised, and then nodded thoughtfully.

Although I don't understand why they argued, and I don't understand why they suddenly reconciled, but!It's fine if you can reconcile, Yingcao is a little relieved, "I'll let the butterfly spirit take you out first, and I have to go to Yamabuki Kirihiro."

Qing Guang and An Ding looked at each other, Qing Guang took a step and took An Ding's hand, "Let's go with you, Master, maybe we can help, right? An Ding."

Feeling that Qing Guang grabbed his arm slightly in the dark, An Ding looked up at Qing Guang who was smiling perfectly at him, and nodded.

It's kind of scary, Qingguang.

Firefly thought about it and agreed.

*

"This is Yamabukiri's dreamland? It's really dark, compared to what you have in An Ding." Qingguang, who came to Yamabukiri's dreamland through the transmission of the butterfly spirit, looked around strangely.

"It's very rude to comment on other people's dreams." An Ding was a little unhappy, "It's because my dreams are very dark. Speaking of which, it is said that dreams reflect people's hearts. Qingguang, your dreams must be pink Something that makes people weak."

"Eh——? What's wrong with pink? Those things can make people more cute, so what's wrong with that? It's a waste of your face to dress up that you don't understand."

Walking in the front and listening to the bickering between Qingguang and Anding, Yingcao couldn't help but secretly laughed. Their relationship is really good, a bit like Ibaraki and Shuten.

"Ah... I saw it." Qingguang noticed the dumpling wrapped in a sheet and huddled in the beam of light at a glance, "Master, that is Yamabagiri."

"Isn't this... an imperial techu?" Even the quilt wrapped around her body was the same!

Yamabachi, who was bored inside, said: "Sure enough, as an imitation, even the identity will be mistaken."

...Wow, this is very frustrating, but I seem to have heard this word somewhere, and the voice is very familiar.

After thinking hard for a while, Yingcao punched his fist, "Otengu?" That's right, his voice was similar to that of Ootengu.

"Shouldn't the imitation even have the identity of its own sword? I knew it a long time ago, anyway, I am an imitation." Wrapped in a quilt, Yamabukiri's words became more and more sad, "Don't come near me, the imitation is It should be here.”

"What are you talking about, I came here specially to find you." Yingcao squatted down and tried to see the face hidden under the quilt clearly, but Yamabuchi kept avoiding it and refused to show her face.

Hotaru doesn't really want to play this kind of hide-and-seek game, she hugged Yamabukiri's waist to keep him from moving, but when she stepped forward to lift the quilt, Dandelion lowered her head and hit it in one fell swoop, still trying to avoid Hotaru Grass Claw's Yamabashi cut head.

"...Ah? Passed out?" Sensing the sudden relaxation of the body of the person in her arms, Yingcao half-embraced him and turned her head sideways to look at Yamabuakiri's face that was naturally exposed without the cover of her master.

"Eh? Isn't it a big tengu?" But the appearance is a bit similar to a big tengu, they both have blond hair, but I don't know if the eyes are the same, "Is it a relative?"

But if they were relatives, would their voices be so similar?Yingcao couldn't figure it out at all, "Forget it, let's take him out first." At that time, I can just ask myself.

Carrying the fainted Yamabasaki on her shoulders, she turned around and said to Qingguang who obviously couldn't help but took a step back and looked at her in awe, "Let's go back."

"Okay...okay..." Qingguang and An Ding followed Yingcao with a dazed expression.

The author has something to say: It’s not easy... Wanzi... I don’t want to experience it again in my life

Yingcao: Come, come, let me teach you, this is the shredded birdcage

Sozo: That's right!learned!

Hasebe: ...ha...ha...hahaha...I didn't cry!I didn't cry!I am laughing!laugh!Hahahaha TAT

Qingguang: It takes up a lot of words to be happy

Stability: ...→_→

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