[Comprehensive] The god judge goes to the ice and three points of sweetness

The ashes floated in the air, and the person in front of him was like being reborn after a flame.

Song Si sat quietly under the tree, flipping a few pages of the book randomly with the wind, coughing a few times in a low voice, biting his lower lip lightly with his white teeth, trying to suppress this unbearable coughing sound, Her delicate face flushed red.

Like a painting, Sanri Yuezong is standing not far from Songsi, and leaning on the side holding the tea leaves from Hasebe just now. The traces of the army are simply like a peaceful era.

"The interval between retrograde troops coming to us these days is getting shorter and shorter."

Yamabuki Kunihiro stood beside Song Si, and a butterfly landed on Yamabuki Kunihiro's quilt. On the pages of Song Si's book, Quietly became a temporary bookmark.

"As long as the current affairs side is safe, there is no need to worry too much about the retrograde army, and as long as we don't interfere too much with the historical trajectory of the Shinsengumi, the current affairs side will not be able to take action."

Song Si stretched out his hand and waved it casually on the page.

Butterflies in this season are not common, and it is rare to see such vivid life in autumn.

Looking at the book that had been completely turned upside down, Song Si frowned, closed the pages in a state of distraught, and looked at Hasebe, who was carrying a dinner plate, and he could smell the peony cakes sensitively. The taste and the mood are also joyful.

Before he could make a sound, he saw that Hasebe had already collected all the swords and swords he used to deal with the retrograde army just now, wiped them clean and put them in front of Song Si.

At that moment, Song Si suddenly understood why Hasebe marked the four characters in the manual for the examiner: trustworthy.

This person is really an existence that can take care of people's emotions, and can always properly handle many things that he has not yet explained. According to California Qingguang, he is simply a good man at home.

This is much better than the old man next to him who only knows how to sip tea and doesn't do anything.

"Do you want to go out for a walk?" San Riyue felt the disgust that was about to overflow, and asked Song Si. He pursed his lips and smiled: "According to the traces of history, there is a good show outside today."

good show?

Song Si raised his head to look at the sun hanging in the sky, it was already noon, and for the bustling Kyoto, it was the time when there were the most people, and the group of Shizheng guys would not choose this time to act.

"Okay." Song Si looked at Ushi Wakamaru, who had nothing to do under the covers in the Shinsengumi, who was too idle to panic, and Song Si stretched out his hand to put away the things that belonged to others in Ushi Wakamaru's hands: "Go with you. "

Ushiwakamaru's eyes lit up, he read these books that were of no help in combat every day, and he was so idle that he panicked. He had never seen many things in this era, especially those novelty toys, and those delicious candied haws , each of which makes this young child full of curiosity.

Mikazuki Zongjin stood up, patted the grass clippings off his body, stretched out his hand as an invitation gesture, and then put all the two books in Song Si's hands aside and held the hand of Yamabuki Kunihiro who was on the sheet Li: "Then, the captain will take care of everything here."

Kunihiro Yamababa gritted his molars and felt that he was not well. This person is simply abusing his power!

When Song Si was sitting in a wheelchair with a little tiger in his hand, he looked like a handsome young man. The flute pinned to his waist gave this man a touch of life.

"You can buy whatever you like." Song Si lowered his eyebrows, looked at the children around him and said, and then heard several cheers.

When the short knives were taken away by Yaoken Toshiro, Song Si raised his eyebrows and looked at Mikazuki Zongjin, and asked, "Where can you watch the play you're talking about?"

Sanri Yuezong laughed twice, stretched out his hand to tie up Song Si's messy hair behind him, and then slowly began to push the wheelchair up.

When Song Si saw the scene in front of him, the corners of Song Si's mouth twitched. Tetsunosuke Ichimura, the third son of Hijikata, was hiding a little girl behind him, staring viciously at the ronin with a sword in front of him. With a touch of samurai tenacity.

"You asked me to come here just to see this?" Song Si frowned, obviously not interested in the scene in front of him at all, before he finished speaking, he saw a familiar figure not far away, his expression froze for a moment.

Yamazaki Sho?

That man was wearing a fancy women's kimono, with his long hair coiled up, and with that soft face, if he hadn't known him a long time ago, Song Si might have been fooled.

I have to say, this person's women's clothing is really good-looking.

Song Si felt that his aesthetics were a bit off. He stared at the clothes on the man's body for a long time, until Yamazaki Yu noticed his scorching eyes. He generously bowed his knees slightly to Song Si to salute.

"Is it true that good-looking boys are more beautiful than girls when they wear women's clothing?" Song Si asked Sanri Yue Zongjin, and then he had an idea, turned his head to look at Sanri Yue Zongjin.

This person's face is sharp and angular, but he looks extremely good-looking. After all, he is one of the five swords in the world, known as one of the most beautiful swords. If he wears women's clothing, he will definitely look no worse than Yamazaki Sho.

"Tomorrow, Yakiri Hasebe bought a women's kimono. Put it on and let me see it." Song Si raised the corners of his lips in a wicked way, and looked at Mikazuki Zongjin inquiringly, but with a feeling of helplessness. The courage to refuse.

"...Forgive me for refusing." Sanri Yuezong twitched the corner of his mouth, he shook his head vigorously as if he saw a devil, and then pushed the wheelchair forward.

After finding the best place to watch a movie, Song Si stuffed a bag of melon seeds in his hand, put it in his mouth and tasted it, it tasted like caramel, Song Si narrowed his eyes in satisfaction, and insisted that not watching the movie would be in vain. With a mentality, Dadao and Taidao were given a handful of melon seeds, and a group of people were chomping on the melon seeds.

The atmosphere in front of me was tense for a while, the sound of cracking melon seeds from Song Si reached the ears of Ronin and Shimura Tetsunosuke, they looked at Song Si at the same time, and then Song Si saw Shimura Tetsunosuke's eyes lit up.

He originally wanted to ask Song Si to come forward to help him, but that person just glanced at him indifferently, then continued to watch the show with melon seeds, and brought a water bag when he was thirsty, as if he didn't care Let the light in Shimura Tetsunosuke's eyes slowly dim.

The knife in Yamazaki's sleeve was slowly slipping into his hand, but he was caught by Mr. Okita at the side. He looked at Song Si, who was eating melon seeds, and couldn't help the corners of his mouth twitching. He coughed twice to relieve it. Embarrassed, he nodded to the two people behind him.

After the three captains of the Xinxuan group used the excuse of being a righteous partner to clean up the group of ronin, Song Si sighed, and stuffed all the melon seeds in his hands into Sanriyue Zongjin's hands.

"The play is over, it's time to go back to sleep." Song Si felt drowsy looking at it, and couldn't wait to leave, but saw the knife in the sleeve of Yamazaki's sleeve, and the knife was a bit more delicate than his knife. Song Si became interested.

Pushing the wheelchair in front of Yamazaki Yu, he didn't hesitate to see if there was anyone beside him. He asked Yamazaki Yu: "Lend me the knife in your sleeve."

The man in front of him obviously didn't give up until he had achieved his goal, Yamazaki sighed helplessly, he tidied up the clothes on his chest, and pushed Song Si to a remote path by himself, before he dared to put the knife in his sleeve on Song Si's. hand.

This is not a small knife. This sharp weapon has four blades. It is called a shuriken. It is a thing used by ninjas. It has a wider range of sharpness. Song Si casually threw this ninja's unique shuriken in his hand. Playing, this look is more proficient than Yamazaki Tsui playing with things.

Yamazaki became interested. He put all the swords in his sleeves into Song Si's hands, and said in a rough male voice: "When I have time, I will definitely discuss shuriken with you. Now I have to deal with some small things. Please forgive me."

Song Si hummed, and then saw Yamazaki Takumi turned his head and looked at him, then put a small medicine bottle into Song Si's hand, and said: "The cough medicine is from Mr. Matsumoto. , should be effective for your cough."

Before he could say a few words, Song Si had a lot of things in his hands. Song Si raised his eyebrows, kept the shuriken, then looked at the medicine bottle, and casually threw it on the ground beside him.

Yamazaki Yu is not someone you can trust, and Song Si found a very good reason when he threw it: "This thing has to wait for a predestined person."

Ushiwakamaru, who was standing on the side, couldn't help but smile, he nodded and echoed a few words, and then pretended to be an old man who was coughing, and when he picked up the bottle of medicine, a grateful look appeared in California On Qing Guang's face, everyone laughed.

Song Si stretched out his hand and patted Niu Ruowan's head, coughed twice, and smiled, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, Niu Ruowan yelled after seeing it, and he yelled out what was in his heart: "My lord's smile is all There is no other in the world, except for my mother, no one can smile so beautifully."

What he said was true. California Qingguang and Yamato Shou Anding nodded together. California Qingguang walked up to Song Si and boldly touched Song Si's cheek. When he saw the man's puzzled expression, California Qingguang She said with a smile, "You should always smile, you look so pretty when you smile."

"What's the use of being good-looking?" Song Si asked rhetorically. Being good-looking can prevent you from being abandoned and betrayed. In Song Si's eyes, the face is just a thing that can go out without scaring people. It's just skin.

"I'm good-looking, people will like it. It's because I'm good-looking that so many god judges like me as the initial knife." California Qingguang puffed up his chest, proudly like a bird that just opened its screen. Peacock.

Song Si turned his head and took a few glances at California Qingguang, he let out a hum, and seemed to agree with California Qingguang's statement, which made California Qingguang, who had never been praised much in front of Song Si, stunned, and then smirked .

As a colleague, Yamato Shou Anding couldn't bear to look straight at the appearance of California Kiyomitsu. He stretched out his hand and slapped California Kiyomitsu hard on the head. After finding that it had no effect, he slapped it.

"Go back." It was almost the afternoon, Song Si coughed twice again, the heater in his hand showed the heat of this era, he carefully looked at the shuriken in his hand, his eyes were full of interest: "Shanba cut Take this thing, but the iron shop will help me make some."

The shuriken is a good thing. Although Song Si didn't use it as smoothly as a knife, the lethality of this thing in assassination cannot be underestimated.

Just after passing a few turns, I saw the appearance of Yamazaki Tsui in women's clothing slapping Ichimura Tetsunosuke fiercely. Yamazaki Tsui's rough behavior was completely different from the polite appearance just now.

When Ichimura Tetsunosuke fell to the ground, Yamazaki Tsuji tidied up his clothes carefully. When Yamazaki Tsuyoshi, who has always been calm, lost his temper, his hand lost weight. That slap was not light .

The child was still stubbornly asking him what he did right. Ushiwakamaru stared at Ichimura Tetsunosuke's unyielding face, and he tugged on La Song Si's sleeve: "If this is placed in our place, it is for was beaten to death!"

Ushiwakamaru's voice was not low, and Ichimura Tetsunosuke, who was obviously about the same height as him, stood up, looked at Ushiwakamaru for half a salary, and then stretched out his small hand to pull Ushiwakamaru to decide right from wrong.

Shimura Tetsunosuke was chattering, trying to overcome the opponent's thoughts verbally, but he didn't expect Ushiwakamaru to shake his small fist in front of him.

Hey, my little temper, is that okay?

Shimura Tetsunosuke was not feeling well, he and Ushiwakamaru wrestled together, but within a few strokes, Ushimura Tetsunosuke was firmly held by Shimura Tetsunosuke with the grasping hand that Song Si taught him. uniform.

He can't beat anyone!uncomfortable!What kind of revenge is this!

Shimura Tetsunosuke got up from the ground, looked at Song Si and his party, remembered the indifferent expressions of Song Si and others just now, bit his lower lip and ran away.

Song Si was sitting in a wheelchair, he turned his head to look at Sanri Yue Zongjin behind him, a little confused about what the child suddenly looked at him with a hint of complaint.

"Probably because we didn't help out at that time, hahahaha."

"But I don't know him, why should I help him?"

Sanri Yuezong nodded, agreeing with Song Si's statement, the yellow tassels on his head fluttered with the wind, and the indifferent smile on the man's face was like a round of moonlight, just enough to illuminate others without burning to others.

When California Qingguang went back, he took some beautiful gadgets in his hand, thinking about researching some beautiful headbands to give to Song Si, but the rest of the swords and swords were empty in his hands, especially after being completely rejected by Sanri Yuezong, there was nothing Daojian will buy this thing under Song Si's order.

"Do you want to rest now?" Niu Ruowan stood beside Song Si, looked at Song Si's waist, and asked, "If you don't rest now, can you play the flute for me?"

For a long time, Ushiwakamaru didn't hear the gentle sound of the flute from his mother. This person was just like his mother, with a cold face and a warm heart, and the flute he played was also very pleasant. He missed his mother.

Song Si nodded. He hadn't touched this flute for a while. This flute was specially made by Sanri Yue Zongjin. If Niu Ruomaru hadn't mentioned it, Song Si might have regarded it as a decoration.

The other swords completely lit up, and they looked at Song Si expectantly.

The swords under the tree formed a circle, placing Song Si in the middle, and the short knife that had come back a long time ago leaned closer to Song Si.

The corners of his mouth were pursed lightly, and he put the flute to his mouth. The sound of the flute was melodious, crisp and pleasant, but the tone was not so cheerful, and the deep sadness was gradually revealed from it.

This kind of flute sound can calm people down quickly, but they seem to hold their breath in their hearts, unable to go up or down, and even the eyebrows of the swordsmen are all frowned.

Gradually, the sound of the flute slowly disappeared, Song Si looked at the person who came, and Tufang Suisan was looking at this side faintly with a cigarette holder in his mouth. When he saw Song Si looking over, he subconsciously put the pipe behind him, Hijikata Toshizo didn't react until the matter was finished.

Why do you want to avoid Song Sifang?

It's not necessary, this person is only related to the sponsor, not the director.

Song Si looked at Tukata Toshisan suspiciously, as if asking what he was doing standing here?Kasen Kanesada stood up, smiled at Hijikata Toshizo, and took out an abacus out of nowhere: "Are you here to deal with money matters with me?"

Tufang Suizan knocked the pipe to the side, straightened up, he felt a headache when he heard the sound of the abacus: "No, just follow the sound of the flute and listen." Seeing Song Si put the flute on his waist , A trace of disappointment flashed in Tufang Suisan's eyes: "Excuse me."

Wuhu retreated and reached out to touch Uiwakamaru, who was stunned by the side. Uiwakamaru let out a cry, and threw himself into Song Si's arms, wiping all the snot and tears on Song Si's clean and tidy body. On the clothes, Song Si pushed Niu Ruowan in disgust, and let go without pushing it away: "I miss my lord mother."

The child has too many grievances in his heart. Although it is very good to follow Song Si, he still can't help but think of his mother, that woman with a gentle heart, who would play a song to lull him to sleep when he couldn't sleep.

Song Si sighed slightly, he messed up the child's hair, Niu Wakamaru stared at the hair and raised his head, with red eyes swearing, just like when he first met Song Si: "I will grow up to be able to When I beat you."

"I'm looking forward to it." Niu Ruowan sniffed at Song Si's words, and smiled as he choked on his sobs.

Looking at Ushiwakamaru who was taken away, Song Si suddenly remembered the dessert Okita Souji had promised, and he turned to ask Hasebe, who stayed behind in Honmaru: "Has Okita Souji come back?"

After getting an affirmative answer, Song Si pushed the wheelchair and walked slowly towards the area where the Shinsengumi was. Before entering the room, he smelled an unpleasant smell of blood. Human blood smelled like rust. This allowed Song Si to quickly distinguish clearly.

"You killed someone." Song Si's affirmative statement made Director Okita stunned, and then the person in front of him said with a smile: "I'm the son of a ghost, killing people is normal."

Song Si looked at Director Chong Tian in front of him, raised his eyebrows, didn't speak, just stretched out his hand, begging for what should belong to him.

"Eh?" Okita Souji was stunned, unable to react.

"Dessert, you promised to eat it secretly with me."

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I looked at my saved manuscript, then looked at my outline, and calculated, this article will be finished soon! 【not】