It's Hongye, not Nobunaga

The inside of the Honmaru has always been calm, but tonight suddenly a red light burst out from the mountain enough to illuminate half of the sky, and there was also a yin energy that should not belong to this Honmaru, making everyone look there.

"That breath..."

Although the yin energy that suddenly emanates is somewhat unfamiliar, it is more familiar to the sword men in Honmaru.

This kind of power is very similar to their god judges, and what Hirano Fujishiro said, saying that they saw Qingshui Hongye going to the other side of the mountain forest earlier, they also rushed there immediately.

At night, especially in places like mountains and forests where the moonlight is easily obscured, the movements of knives other than short knives and fighting knives are restricted to a certain extent, so the speed of reaching is much slower than them.

It's just that the closer to that place, the more light they saw, until they saw the light ball in the middle of the open space, and the breath they felt came from there.

It was very far away just now, but now it has come to a close distance, and it is almost certain that the figure looming from the light sphere is Qingshui Hongye.

"How is this going?"

Hasebe was originally planning to rush up, but was stopped by Yaken Toshiro, so he could only stare anxiously, fearing that something might happen to Shimizu Koye.

"Mr. Hasebe." Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada put his hand on his shoulder: "If you rush forward rashly now, it will be more likely to hurt the lord."

"So, let's wait and see."

"I know……"

How could Hasebe not know this truth? He was just too worried, so he took a deep breath, clenched his hand hanging by his side to calm himself down.

Hikari looked over there thoughtfully, as if he had discovered something.

"Brother."

Kagemaru turned his head and glanced at him: "That is indeed..."

"probably."

Everyone present remained silent, so Higakiri's voice completely drifted into their ears: "It's really a nostalgic atmosphere, um...Makaimaru?"

"Knee pill!"

Kemimaru corrected loudly: "At least remember my name! Anika!"

"Well...it doesn't matter."

He waved his hand, and put the index finger of his right hand in front of his lips: "Anyway, Brother Maru, you are too loud? You will disturb the head of the house."

"Ah, sorry..."

Not only Hikiri, but other people also looked towards this side, and Kemaru looked away embarrassedly.

"whisper--"

A crisp bell ringing was particularly obvious in such an environment, drawing everyone's attention.

The girl who walked out of the light was someone they knew, but it seemed that she was not someone they knew.

"what happened?"

Qingshui Hongye closed the juniper fan and tapped it on the palm of her hand, and the bell that was pulling the silk tassel made a sound again: "Have you been drawn here?"

"Master, master...?"

Hasebe's voice trembled a little, and she also looked for the sound, with a smile in her eyes: "Don't you know?"

"no……"

He swallowed his saliva, but didn't know how to speak for a while.

"Probably scared."

Sanri Yuezong laughed "haha" twice, looked at her carefully, and then slowly said: "However, I think most of the people present should be frightened by you."

"After all, the descendants have basically never seen you like this..."

Karasuma was also a member of Hongye who had witnessed the Heian era. Looking at her current appearance, she also understood something: "Has all the power returned?"

"more or less."

Shimizu Hongye lifted the hem of the skirt. She hadn't worn twelve singles for a long time, and now she felt bulky when she put them on again: "But generally speaking, there is no difference."

"Suddenly seeing the Patriarch like this, it really seems to have returned to that era."

Mustache came over with Kagemaru, and the latter nodded to her when he saw her looking over: "Patriarch, I haven't seen you like this for a long time."

"Then is it good-looking this way, or was it good-looking before?"

Shimizu Hongye posed a difficult problem, which left Kemaru at a loss as to how to answer it.

Seeing this, she didn't make too much trouble, and smiled: "Okay. It's getting late, so don't hang around here, and go back to Honmaru."

"Before that, shouldn't you explain to us?"

Zongsan Zuowen finally came over, looking at her attire that was obviously a noble woman in the Heian period, his gaze was fixed on the red pattern between her eyebrows.

"What the hell does this happen?"

"Are you questioning me?"

Shimizu Hongye raised her hand, raised his chin slightly with a fan, and met those blue-green eyes: "Zongsan Zuowen."

"it's not true."

Zong San's left text didn't miss her gaze: "Just, I hope you can tell us..."

"It's about your real identity."

It wasn't just him, but other swordsmen present also looked over here, including Yaken Toshiro, Fudo Yukimitsu, Katsuki Hasebe, Candlestick Kiritaka Mitsutada.

There was curiosity in their eyes, but Shimizu Hongye covered her lips with a fan and yawned lazily.

"After the power comes back, it's really easy to get sleepy..."

The light in her eyes turned, and she glanced at Shuzhuwan Hengji, who was looking at someone with downcast eyes: "Shuzhuwan, take me back."

"How is this possible!"

Before he could answer, Yaki Hasebe spoke first: "Master! Please leave this kind of thing to me!"

"Why? Don't you want to know what happened?"

"I..." Yaki Hasebe opened his mouth, but he really couldn't say the word "don't want".

"Be obedient."

Shimizu Hongye's fan lightly tapped on the center of his eyebrows, and at the moment he lost his mind, he walked to Suzumaru Koji's side: "Take me back."

"Yes."

The gentle and calm Buddhist knife nodded, and hugged her up by the waist, probably knowing that Qingshui Hongye had something to say, so he didn't leave immediately.

"Little Karasuma, I will leave the explanation to you."

"If it's your wish."

Xiao Karasuma nodded with a smile, and waved to the other Fusangshen: "Children, come to Weifu's side."

Everyone looked at the backs of Shimizu Koyo and Suzumaru Koji who had already left, and gathered around Karasuma one after another, listening to him talk about what happened in the Heian era.

"You should have noticed it." When he walked to the field, Shimizu Hongye opened his eyes.

Suzumaru Hengji didn't deny it either, but said in a low voice: "You mean, are you a monster?"

"You really didn't hide it at all."

Shimizu Hongye stared at his unchanged expression, her voice suddenly became cold: "To be honest, I don't like monks."

"When you replied to Takeda Shingen, you called yourself the Demon King of the Sixth Heaven."

When he came to this Honmaru, he had heard other fusangshen talk about the identity of this god judge.

The Demon King of the Sixth Heaven is the head of the Heavenly Demons in the Desire Realm, and he likes to hinder Buddhists from practicing Taoism. As for the sword used by monks to protect themselves, Suzumaru Tsuneji certainly knows this: "So, I naturally know it."

"Then aren't you afraid of what I might do to you?"

"You won't."

He shook his head: "You are very kind to everyone in this pill, and you are an excellent master."

"It was just a whim."

"You are also very friendly to Yamafuku Kunihiro, who is also a monk."

He looked at Qingshui Hongye, who glanced to the side, and tilted his head in doubt: "Why deny it?"

"I thought you were a taciturn fellow."

Shimizu Hongye poked him on the face with her fingertips: "I didn't expect that he could talk quite well?"

"No, if it's a Buddhist scripture..."

"If you dare to recite Buddhist scriptures in front of me, I will shave off your beautiful hair."

Shimizu Hongye showed a look of disgust, jumped out of his arms, and landed on the tatami mat in the room: "It's late at night, it's not good to do something, and I still have to recite Buddhist scriptures."

"What do you want to do?"

"Do something appropriate?"

She held Suzumaru Koji's long lock of hair in her hand, and because of the height difference, she could still see the ignorance in the other's eyes.

"..."

After a moment of silence, Qingshui Hongye took two steps aside as if disappointed: "Forget it, you can go back first. I'm going to rest."

"May you have a good night's sleep."

Shuzhuwan Hengci exited the room, and closed the door thoughtfully.

Moonlight poured in through the window, Qingshui Hongye couldn't help shaking her head.

"It's actually a natural attribute."

She put the juniper fan on the table, looked at her appearance in front of the mirror, there was a bit of nostalgia in her eyes, and whispered a spell in her mouth, changing the costume back into the uniform of the Ice Empress .

Suddenly the long hair returned to its original length, but the face in the mirror still maintained the state after awakening.

Shimizu Hongye touched the pattern between her eyebrows, a faint red light appeared on her fingertips, and she didn't put her hand down until the pattern submerged into the skin and disappeared.

She just said that being sleepy was not just for coaxing people to play. Although the strength returned to the body, it still took a lot of effort to integrate and digest, so she also lay down on the paved couch, closed her eyes and fell asleep peacefully. .

In this world, Mochizuki House.

"So, are you planning to stay in Tokyo recently?"

Mochizuki warmed a jug of wine in the yard, and poured two spoonfuls into the prepared wine plates.

The man sitting next to him picked up one of the wine dishes, looked at the moonlight reflected in it and nodded: "Well, it's not peaceful here recently."

"They have a good idea, but it's a pity that they haven't seen the real situation." Wang Yue said with a smile after taking a sip of wine.

The man glanced sideways: "Isn't this what you expected?"

He laughed without saying a word.

"By the way, you seem to have seen her, right?"

Speaking of Qingshui Hongye, Mochizuki drank all the wine in the plate, his golden eyes narrowed into a line: "Yes, I saw it."

"Looking at your expression, she probably still looks like that."

As if thinking of something, the man also chuckled twice: "It's really been a long time."

"Actually, a lot has changed."

Mochizuki put the wine dish on the table, looked up to see the moonlight just in time.

"However, it's still her..."

The author has something to say:

After thinking about it, I decided to add another chapter.

The bead who was molested and unconscious hahahaha

Mainly during the first lunar month, he said that he wanted to recite Buddhist scriptures to the God-inspector, but the result was unknown, so what happened to the expression on the God-inspector's face? It was so cute.

And Zhuzhu's eyes are not closed tightly, but drooping.

Speaking of it, it’s also the same when riding on both sides. Knee Maru is simply a hizamaru roaring out