The judge has a bad temper

Chapter 13 The Beauty Under the Moon

Since the tea party broke up unhappy, Qingquan never saw them again, and Ji Zhendao, who had agreed to sign the contract, disappeared.In the past, when he was free, he always met the wandering Fu Sangshen in some corner. Now that there is such a big movement in Honmaru, and such a big change has taken place, Qingquan has not seen a single ghost.

Obviously, they were hiding from themselves.After a week, Qingquan also calmed down. He also seriously reflected on himself, and felt that he had overstepped the rules. In the first place, everyone was using each other, and the trust between them was so fragile that it was not worth mentioning. In this way, then temporarily unite when we are unanimous to the outside world, and recruit security when we can recruit security at other times.

Cooperation, isn't that the case.At least some staged results have been achieved, and false peace is also peace.

Therefore, when meeting Yaoyan now, Qingquan is very calm.He even took the initiative to greet him in a good mood, "Yaoyan, what are you doing here?"

Yaoken glanced at the furry Yingwan, and said lightly: "This is near where I live, and I saw this painting while walking."

It is true that the location of the studio is relatively back, because it needs to be quieter, and I didn’t expect it to be close to Yaoken’s residence. “How do you feel about the painting?”

Yao Yan nodded, "Very good. General, can you give me this painting?"

Hotaru suddenly raised his head, his eyes said "you dare to give it to someone else to try".Qingquan laughed in his heart, and shook his head with regret on his face, "I'm sorry, Yingwan likes it very much."

Yaoyan didn't have much reaction, Qingquan wondered if he just mentioned it casually.

Looking at the mask he was still wearing, Qingquan thought about the possible results, and still asked, "Yakuyan, is your left face completely darkened?"

As if being touched to the most unbearable point, the eyes of the cold purple-eyed boy trembled violently, shattering the calm he had been trying to maintain.

"Why do you want to ask?" Yaoyan's voice trembled, and he pretended not to know, can't he?

"Because, Yaken, the way you look at me is very painful." Qingquan sighed, his eyes were puzzled, "Why Yaken? Why are you the one who fell the deepest?"

Yaoken smiled in a trance, his eyelids drooped to cover up the broken light in his eyes.

"The general is a kind child, but I don't deserve your concern."

He walked back slowly, his extremely thin body seemed to be unable to withstand the soft moonlight, but he still did not stop walking away.

Staying where he is is indeed the greatest punishment for an unforgivable sinner like him.

Qingquan watched Yaoyan walk away sideways, with a serious expression between his brows.Hotaru tugged on his sleeve, eyes worried.Qingquan touched his head and said softly: "It's okay, let's put the painting back."

Hotaru nodded, moved the painting into the studio, and went back hand in hand with the owner.

After leisurely drawing for a few days, when Qingquan was cleaning the table, he accidentally saw the documents sent by the Government of Time, and randomly flipped through them, and found that they were the records of various teams of god judges.

Hold the grass!

He suddenly remembered that Yingwan, who was supposed to be out on the first day, hadn't pushed the map until now!

Odachi Hotaru Maru is still lv1! ! !It's too awful! ! !

Urgently summoning the little friend Yingwan who was still fishing by the pond, Qingquan put down the bucket he was carrying, and told him solemnly, "Hingaru, you should be ready to go out." There are still a lot of fish in the bucket.

Hotaru yelled "Ah", and then remembered that there was such a thing.After all, he is the incarnation of a sword, and still has an instinctive yearning for the battlefield. Hotaru's mood changed quickly, regretting for a while, and the next moment he asked Qingquan emotionally when he would be able to kill the enemy.

Qingquan thought for a while, "Tomorrow morning, I'll go get your sword gear ready today, and Yushou will go to Wanwu to buy it."

Hotaru nodded excitedly, cheerfully going to prepare his battle clothes.

After lunch, Qingquan asked him to go to the training ground to exercise his skills, while he went to Wanwu to buy the supplies needed for the battle.

"If you want to buy, buy the best one. Hotaru is really worried about going to the battlefield alone." Qingquan said to himself, looking at the guard in the counter, full of worries, "ah, the father who sent his child to school for the first time probably That’s how it feels, tsk.”

In the end, Qingquan bought a bunch of top guards and brought back a horse.Qingquan patted its head, "Your name is Little Skylark? My Yingwan entrusts you to protect it!"

Little Skylark wailed twice, attracting Hotaru who had just come off the stage to rest. When she saw that Little Skylark's eyes were glowing, she jumped down from the second floor, "Wow, Little Skylark! Is this for me, Master?"

Qingquan smiled and nodded, and Yingwan threw himself into Qingquan's arms, "Thank you master! I will come back victorious!"

Qingquan hugged him gently, "Of course. Take the little skylark to the stable, then feed him something to eat, and then continue to exercise."

Hotaru gave a military salute happily, "Hey, horse, horse, horse, horse. Wow! Hey, don't bite me~"

Qingquan laughed, what's the matter with the sense of sight of the idiot son of the landlord's family? !

Qingquan wasn't idle either, and the saber outfit wasn't ready yet.Looking at a pile of resources, Qingquan casually threw them into the stove, and rubbed out a pile of golden eggs.

"They are all golden eggs? That should be the most common one." The bewildered European thought to himself.

Dinner is a very nutritious and healthy meal. After washing and washing, Qingquan reminds Yingwan to go to bed quickly.Yingwan was tired and excited that day, and soon fell asleep, but Qingquan suffered from insomnia.

His current mood is very similar to that of a father sending his child to the college entrance examination. He knows that his son is a top student, but he is still worried endlessly.Always thinking about what to do, what if something unexpected happens...

Bah, bah, bah, what an accident!

The inquisitor who baked pancakes in the middle of the night fell asleep in a daze.

"Qingquan, Qingquan..."

Someone is calling him again.

who is it?

Qingquan opened his eyes with a "huh", and his eyes were instantly clear, and he felt it secretly with spiritual power, but found nothing unusual.He looked at Hotaru who was about to roll into his bed, and carefully hugged him back. With a smile on his face, Hotaru turned over and continued to sleep deeply.

But Qingquan couldn't sleep anymore, he put on a coat, opened the door lightly and went out.

Who is calling him?

He intuitively felt that the voice was not malicious, and it could even be said that it saved him the first time.So why doesn't he show up?To be able to enter his dream and call his name must be a very high-level psychic power user. Is that a god-inspector or Fu Sangshen?

He walked aimlessly, always feeling as if he was being pulled forward by something, getting more and more remote, and finally stopped on a wooden bridge.

Fifteen full moons, the moonlight is like water, and the water is gurgling.

"The bright moon is complete, walking in the void, pure and unobstructed."

Qingquan lowered his head slowly, his eyes were scattered and his mind was dazed, as if floating in the air.

"Clean and unobstructed, like a person with clear eyes, who walks through all dangers and is free from all doubts and fears."

Qingquan stood in the middle of the bridge, his five senses were lost, and his consciousness was plunged into darkness.

"All actions are impermanent, and all dharmas have no self." The long Buddha beads radiated light in the moonlight, and made a soft sound as the visitor walked, and the ethereal voice sounded like a dream again, "Are you lost like this?"

Ruxue's pure katana absorbed the energy of the bright moon, exuding a coquettish brilliance, and her bony hands firmly held the vibrating weapon, "That's such a pity."

In an instant, the celestial girl's scattered sword light struck, and the murderous intent was as fast as lightning like a demon in the dark night, directly hitting the boy in the water.

However, a snowy awn that was faster and sharper than him cut off the white light, and the blurred light and shadow faded away like a tide, revealing a figure wielding a knife.

"Sorry to disturb your interest." Qingquan smiled, and the vibrating sword on his chest was Hotaru's Odachi.

It is rare to wear a nightgown for such a purpose.

Sword Fusangshen with black and white long hair came from the darkness, surrounded by holy Buddha light, with stunning appearance, elegant posture, and lotus growing every step of the way.The downcast eyes couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

There are five swords in the world, counting beads and pills.

It is worthy of being a Buddhist knife, and its temperament is quite compassionate.If you didn't look at his ultimate move, you would think he was here to save himself.

"Qingquan." Shuzhuwan Hengji called his name in a low voice.

Qingquan smiled casually, "It's me, what do you want from me?"

Shuzhuwan Hengji stretched out his hand slightly forward.

Qingquan glanced at the beautiful and otherworldly Fu Sangshen, and stretched out his hand to hold it.Inexplicably, he just felt that Shuzhuwan Hengji would not harm him.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Why are you waiting for me?"

"Because you belong here."

"I'm Li Yin?"

"No."

Could it be that I am really the savior of this pill?Qingquan was speechless, he was really just an ordinary middle school student.

Just when Qingquan was complaining in his heart, Shuzhuwan held up his hand and attached it to his forehead, with an extremely pious gesture, "Don't hesitate, don't be afraid, there is always power to guide you forward."

Qingquan didn't understand what he meant by this. Does it mean that he will encounter great difficulties in the future, and it is very likely that he will not be able to persevere?

"You still have the ability to predict?" Qingquan was a little curious.

Shuzhuwan smiled again and again, as bright as a moon lotus.

Instead of answering Qingquan's question, he said something unexpected.

"If possible, please forgive Yaken Toshiro and Tsurumaru Kuninaga."

Not keeping up with his jumping thinking, Qingquan was rarely stunned.Shuzhuwan Hengci stopped talking, and returned the way he came.

Qingquan didn't follow, watching him disappear into the darkness.

Black and white, the ultimate beauty created by the blending of weapons and Buddhism, what will Shuzhuwan Koji bring to him?

The boy on the water had cold eyes, and the corner of his mouth raised an unpredictable arc.

The author has something to say:

This is all hate that can't be forged! ! ! !This hate lasts forever! ! ! ! !We, Hotaru, are about to come out, Sahua~