[Touken Ranbu] Drinking River Stone in Diwan, Luzhou

Readers who think that the next thing will be a dangerous unfolding of body abuse, heart abuse, you all owe the author two cooling materials.Readers who think that the story is about the Honmaru Fusangshen where the god-judgment is located do not know who will come to the hero to save the beauty.Readers who thought that the god judge wisely pushed away the five-flower-level Fu Sangshen, showing sharp teeth and vampire's fierce expression under the crescent moon, and then unfolded God-I will give you 10 small judgments to cure your brain.

Facing the monster with a cunning and bullying face, the judge rolled his eyelids again and tried to force an ambiguous smile. "へー令に喜喜があるのかい?" If the little partner with seaweed long hair who wants to be a male girlfriend is commenting off-screen, it will probably be accompanied by this famous line.

Fu Sangshen held her chin firmly and asked her to open her mouth to examine the faint moonlight. "Well, she's actually a woman, with good teeth and good health. Is she about 20 years old? She has dark hair, long eyelashes—it's pasted. She has a shallow nose bridge and shallow eye sockets. She is probably of East Asian or North Asian race." It's like a zoo employee who checks the number of animals in the cage or a discovery program. In addition, the dark background is a bit similar to a foreign documentary. Fu Sangshen's voice has no emotion, as if a voice actor holding a microphone behind the screen is chanting.

"Then what... Wuhua Datachi Temple?" After checking the health status, the monster thought about something wistfully, and moved his face infinitely close to the judge. "It's okay to have a bigger sword...but I'm still a great sword. If I make a mistake, it can only show that my brain is not good..." Ouch, Fu Sangshen, a foolish idiot who was dragged into a pit by humans, is not qualified to say this.

But now is not the time to laugh at the enemy.His nose was on the brink, so close that he could hear his breathing.Fu Sangshen stared at her with wide eyes, raised his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes after a while, approached her side face and shoulders and sniffed carefully for a while, closed his eyes and sighed. "It's a mixture of perfume and sweat..."

His hands were still clasping her arms tightly, so she had no choice but to pretend to be the innocent brown-haired bunny, a settler of the forest park, with curious eyes and tight throat, making what she thought was the cutest voice. "It hurts so much, can you be lighter?" Fu Sangshen seemed to be ignoring it, and opened his eyes to stare at her again.She could hear her heart beating nervously.If he is in a bad mood, maybe he will have murderous intentions, and the Dafa of Shenyin is so scary... I haven't had a GE ending with someone yet...

I don't know how long it has passed, but occasionally I can hear Songfeng stepping suspiciously on it and hissing.Fu Sangshen, who was silent and still staring at her, looked up and got up from her.Then he fumbled to find the horse rope just now, threw the looped end up as if performing magic, and then whistled.Accompanied by the sound of horseshoes above, Fu Sangshen tied himself up and winked maliciously at the judge.This guy is ready to run away by himself!I won't let him succeed!She came back to her senses and limped, trying to rush over to him and grab him tightly.

Fu Sangshen waited calmly for her to walk over slowly, while looking at her with a cheerful expression, and signaled that I finished tying the rope here and you can figure it out, and then started laughing hahahaha again. "Come on baby, hold me."

"Go and play with your own eggs..." But his arms were tightly wrapped around the neck of the monster in front of him, and the fingers trying to grab something touched the biceps on the back which was harder than expected.He frowned and muttered something, and pulled the rope hard.Finally, the horse on the top hooked the rope with its hooves and pulled the two of them upwards with empathy.

After finally reaching the ground safely—"Don't run! I've got you." She limped and hooked the elbow of the monster who was about to walk with the horse's mouth.

"Hahaha go play with your own eggs"

"I don't have eggs! ——No, don't be like this, Amin! My family has all the materials and everything, but the Taidao team... Guaranteed hardware and insurance year-round holidays, Taidao level 24-month salary, year-end bonus shareholding system, water, electricity and rent Free [-]-hour hot water Haagen-Dazs unlimited supply!"

Sanri Yue Zongjin stopped and grabbed the hand that prevented him from moving forward, turned his head to look at the God-inspector again for a while, and shook his head.

His dark blue back gradually overlapped with the double shadow of the bamboo forest until it disappeared.She thought angrily, maybe the attributes of Africans cannot be changed. Speaking of which, it is true that my family does not even have a regular team.A wooden sign was inserted askew on the ground, and it was written to Atsuga Shishan.Enemy は thick 樫 山 ni あ り!At this time, the words echoed fiercely in her mind more silently than loudly, and the blood rushed straight to the top of her head.However, she suddenly thought to herself that it had been a long time since she went to the training class for the interrogator.

Just as she was trembling in the cool night wind, a pair of hands were stretched out from behind to wrap around her waist, and whispered in her ear along the bamboo forest wind. "I will be the one who will bring you home one day."

"This sentence is so interesting, President Mikazuki. I remember your sentence, are you trying to get my attention like that?"

"Hahahaha, if you steal other people's lines, you won't be paid more."

"At least leave Matsukaze-chan to me!"

Fu Sangshen rolled up his long sleeves and raised his right hand. Two Chinese characters slowly appeared on his arm. After a long time, the examiner finally saw her surname in this world—Zhuzhong.

The judge was astonished and unable to move for a long time.Until he was pulled by the shoulder by another Fu Sangshen whom he had not seen for a long time.She turned her head and met the bright and warm eyes in the dark night.

There is no doubt that Qing Jiang is the most sober monster in Honmaru at this moment.It's not that it's too cold to fall asleep at night, nor is it because of the intoxicating breath exhaled by Fu Sangshen who is lying around him in his sleep, and it's not because of the unknowing source of love brought by the night that can't stop his thoughts from flying.He was so unfamiliar with Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who suddenly visited late at night, that when the two met in the corridor, they just nodded hurriedly as a greeting.Unconsciously, he once again passed by the place where the reception was held earlier with the mentality of watching the excitement.I passed by twice before, and each time I only heard Fu Sangshen's drowsy snoring, but this time it seemed extraordinarily silent.He couldn't help but took a few more steps towards the door.It seems to be the rubbing sound of clothing materials falling to the ground and struggling vigorously, accompanied by the muffled hum of force and struggle, and the fierce fighting sound of restraint and resistance.Qing Jiang held his breath and waited without daring to move.

Only the frustrated sigh of the man could be heard from inside.Mi Jiang Guangzhong fell to the ground and complained with a long voice how Hasebe appeared here, remembering that the one he threw down should be the god judge Sa Jiang.Zhang Gubu reprimanded him sharply, saying that without the presence of the master, there would be no law and order, and punished him by copying the Great Prajna Heart Sutra 49 times [-] times.

Qing Jiang kept silent, and quietly walked outside the gate of Honmaru.

The judge who sat on the threshold of the city with his head buried in his arms and legs caught a glimpse of someone coming, and asked him in a nonchalant manner, the one in the distance turned out to be Mount Atsugashi. God's Honmaru is bustling with excitement, and there is not even a Taidao team in his own Honmaru.

Qing Jiang patted her on the shoulder, indicating that she should wash up and go to bed first, because the night is full of dreams.

Damn, is he still a good gay friend?The judge gave him a sharp look, hugged Qingjiang tightly, muttered with blurred eyes, come on, I'm going to straighten you gay, and then wept for a while.

Qing Jiang is not the kind of innocent boy who is at a loss when he sees a woman crying. He always has an indescribable sense of guilt. Once a woman hugs him and cries in the middle of the night—the woman he killed a long time ago always looks like For some reason, it would appear vaguely in front of him.When he couldn't help hugging the crying poor, he would habitually touch their hair.

The inquisitor felt herself being supported against the wall, and there was the sound of the door opening and closing, and someone leaned over and hugged her, as if picking up a life-saving straw.When she managed to open her eyes, she found that although the structure was similar, it was not her own room.Holding her in her arms has a familiar taste and touch, which is suffocatingly dull.She slowly tried to turn her head to the back, and the people behind her held her tighter, without any concern that she was suffocating due to lack of oxygen, like a child who was afraid of the night and could not find comfort and lullaby, and pinned her hope helplessly In the doll, she is lying on her back with tears hanging from her ears, not daring to disturb the silence with hopeless cries, trying to exchange her hug for another kind of imaginary comfort—to evoke her dream memory of being immersed in the endless black background.

There was a soft sobbing sound.

It seemed that because she realized that she was awake, the voice behind her that seemed to be suppressed hard could not be heard.

The hand that had originally grasped the arm of the person in his arms groped, and the slightly warm palm gently stroked her neck.

Quietly, she knew that she had listened to him several nights—maybe a dozen times—the sound of his breathing might always be a false serenity.

She asked Yiqi Yizhen if she could borrow his bathroom.

He hummed, slowly touched the chin of the person in his arms, and stroked her lips with his fingertips.

When she woke up again, she was still in his arms, and this time it was her turn to hold onto something tightly to cover up the spontaneous coolness.

Fu Sangshen's sleeping hand by her side went over her shoulders and rested on her hair.She had to carefully pull up the blanket.Perhaps the monster named Fusangshen is not as sensitive to temperature as humans. She just doesn't want to let herself stare at the god-inspector's surname mark on his body. heart.

She felt the staring eyes coming from nowhere, and sat up nervously.

Different from the simple and neat one she expected, Yiqi Yizhen's room was full of various items scattered all over the place, the sky was still gray and cool, but she couldn't see very clearly——she observed his room in a daze until it was also mixed with The gray figure waved his hands at her.

"Hey! Good morning~ Did you scare the dazed silly girl?"

Awakened by the energetic voice in the morning, the people around him also slowly got up, pulled up the quilt to wrap the two of them, and put their heads heavily on her shoulders from behind, so close that she could catch a shock The subtle movements of lowering eyelashes, the muffled sound of impatience smelled through his chest, the breath slipping moistly past her ears——

"Is it Tsurumaru?"

For a moment, the interrogator had the illusion that Fu Sangshen standing there had never left him.

The next morning, Candlestick Qie Guangzhong hummed a little song leisurely and was busy in the kitchen.Although Yaki Hasebe had an expression of wishing he could get rid of him last night, but in the end he let go of his reckless behavior after drinking.There is no small black room, and there is no need to copy Buddhist scriptures. Instead, he will work as a three-month morning shift cook. This is exactly what he has been doing since he had this memory of Honmaru, and it is almost acquiesced as a task within the scope of his duties.

The Fusangshen named Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada will share the status of their own Honmaru in a certain 2ch post at regular intervals. For example, the most common thing is that in the end, the only one who does it seriously is himself, and then he is forced to take care of everything. The housework in Honmaru becomes the mother of Honmaru to serve the public, or become the personal entourage, dedicated driver, super chef, and on-call boyfriend of the female god-judgment. The confession of love must be said three times a day without repeating tricks The above-mentioned perfect lover, the nanny who has to be with you no matter what you do, and even the incapacitated mental examiner who takes care of you all the time from eating and drinking, and so on.Those are all plausible or understandable, because he himself often feels the attraction of the judge from women.Humans are creatures prone to falling in love.However, when he turned to the candlestick Qie Guangzhong and complained that the interrogator even asked or forced Fu Sangshen to change his sexuality and kiss another unwilling Fu Sangshen, he still gasped.

That is really restrained body tired face hard life ah.He secretly rejoiced that the Honmaru he was in was still within the normal range.But he was a little sad to find that it felt like he hadn't seen Tsurumaru Kuninaga for a long time.

Because when Tsurumaru Kuninaga appeared in front of him, his first reaction was to be frightened.

Perhaps when writing his diary tonight, Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada will probably always remember that this day started with Tsurumaru Kuninaga's usual scare.