msmithbooks Chapter 30 Chapter 30 [VIP]
Chapter 30 Chapter 30 [VIP]
If Sanri Yuezong could see the deserted area, could it be the same for other swords?
"I discovered something." Song Si lowered his eyes, hiding all the light in them.
"You group of swords really like to meddle in their own business."
Sanri Yue Zongjin gave a slight pause to the hand holding the teacup, but smiled: "It's not meddling, I just want to tell you that I will support all your choices."
This kind of unconditional tolerance made Song Si raise his head and look at Sanri Yue Zongjin, pursed his lips, didn't say a word, just touched the five tigers who were nestled beside him and habitually tugged at the corner of his clothes. head.
The child raised his head, his big eyes seemed to be asking what happened, Song Si said, "It's okay, you can continue playing."
This is Wuhu Tuiyuan lowering his head, wrapping his fingers around the little tiger's ears, looking very peaceful, Song Si raised his eyes and looked in front of him, the children were having fun.
Tsurumaru Kuninaga is well integrated in a group of children.
The man in white had a lot of interesting game ideas, and the children couldn't help but follow them.
Even with Wu Hutui's eyes, he kept looking over there, then at Song Si's side, Song Si pushed Wu Hutui's back: "Go, I don't need your company here. "
Song Si looked at everything in front of him almost obsessively, and even began to take a deep breath of the air here.
A trace of unknown interest flashed in Sanri Yuezong's eyes, the feeling that he was about to leave.
To borrow a sentence from Tsurumaru Kuninaga, it is simply very interesting.
This person has been planning something, and he has felt this feeling since Sanriyue came here.
The clean room was so cold that it didn't look like a living room at all, but rather like a traveler who came to a B&B and didn't plan to stay for a long time.
"If you know something, it's best to act as if you don't know, otherwise you will have no meaning of existence, do you understand?"
"Hahaha, the old man is very confused sometimes."
This is what it means to pretend not to know.
Song Si stood up and looked at Sanri Yue Zongjin: "Come to the training ground at half an hour after lunch tomorrow."
Song Si took the lead to leave the place without waiting for Sanriyue's agreement after finishing speaking. Song Si took the flute pinned to his waist and threw it in the air casually, looking chic.
Sitting inside the house, the laughter outside formed a stark contrast to the desertedness inside, Song Si felt a little scared.
He's used to being alone, but he's just afraid of what's coming, breaking the only laughter in this pill.
There was a knock on the door, Song Si quickly pushed the luggage under the side cabinet, and Tsurumaru Kunyongso, who had not yet waited for the summons, came in, took Song Si's hand and pulled it outside.
Several children obviously warmly welcomed Song Si's arrival and vacated a seat in the middle.
"It's not good for the master to be nestled all day long. There won't be any surprises like this. Let's go together?"
"What are you playing?" Although Song Si's face was not obvious, a smile flashed in Song Si's eyes. He liked the feeling of being invited in, and he sat in the gap.
Tsurumaru Kuninaga blinked his eyes for a long time, under Song Si's puzzled eyes, he said with a smile,
"Throw away the handkerchief."
"......", so childish, Song Si thought to himself, but still closed his eyes.
The hearing system of the puppet is very good, and almost all the swords will throw the handkerchief behind Song Si once, but they are caught before putting it down every time.
Sanri Yuezong laughed twice, seeing the lost expression of each sword, took the handkerchief from Xiaoye Zuowenzi's hand: "May I try it, old man?"
When the handkerchief was about to be put down, Song Si turned around abruptly and grabbed San Riyue's hand, only to find that the man was smiling gently, the handkerchief in his hand was not placed behind Song Si, but just looked at him with a slight smile .
A blush slowly appeared on Song Si's face, a rosy glow reflected on his pale face, and San Riyue saw embarrassment in the man's eyes.
Laughing softly, Sanriyue knew that the owner who loves to blow hair must have a bad face now, but she didn't expect that Song Si just turned around and closed his eyes again, just like Wuhu Tui's usual shy look.
“啊啊啊啊啊，主人是不是害羞了！”加州清光揪住身旁的大和守安定的脖子，使劲的晃动着。
Looking at the spinning little stars in front of him, Yamato Shou Anding felt a little dizzy, "You... sound...too loud."
When he regained consciousness, he saw Song Si's dark complexion, he let go of his hand, and Yamato Shou'an fell to the ground with a thud.
California Qingguang scratched the back of his head with an awkward yet polite smile.
The bright red fingernails shuttled through the red hair, which looked pretty.
Yamato Shou Anding got up from the ground, and slowly strangled California Kiyomitsu by the neck: "Go to hell with your head down!!!"
The two of them quarreled together, collided here and there, and finally a few of them romped together.
The corner of Song Si's mouth hooked slightly, this feeling made Song Si feel that he was not a puppet, but a real human being.
To be able to blend in with the crowd is not to live for others, but to live for oneself, and to be able to laugh amidst the hustle and bustle.
He couldn't remember how long he hadn't smiled.
But after coming to this Honmaru, he has laughed happily many times.
These swords always have a way to make him feel very happy, and he can't help laughing.
Song Si suddenly understood that he felt uncomfortable when he was about to leave, not because he was reluctant to part with this comfortable Honmaru, but because he was reluctant to part with these swords.
"Tonight, tell Yaqie not to send me to the bedroom again. I will dine with you in the restaurant."
"Yeah!" California Qingguang and Yamato Shou'an, who were fighting together, raised their hands at the same time and cheered, their voices overlapped together, and there was a tacit understanding.
After returning to the room, he took out the luggage and put it on the table in front of him. The wood grain on the wooden suitcase was very complicated. Song Si touched his neck, his eyes darkened.
It was very cold when he died, and it was also very cold when he was put into the experimental area when the contract was signed. The chip planted by Shizheng in his neck was still working. He can't feel it.
But dolls, the bodies created by human beings, have always been highly infected with foreign objects.
Song Si took two deep breaths, touched the neck and approached quickly, this kind of thing can't be taken out at all unless it is damaged.
But if it is to be damaged, his voice...
A voice is nothing compared to freedom.
Outside the door, because Song Si was eating in the restaurant for the first time, and there was a lot of excitement outside, Song Si stood up, went to the door, touched the door panel, if he told these swords, leave this pill with him.
"Have you decided on the latest battle time?"
You Shui, who had just run in, stood at the door and licked his paws. The persistence of those swords and swords to go out and protect history emerged before his eyes. Song Si pursed his lips. After all, it was still impossible.
"Yeah." Last time I cut Kunihiro's documents to Yamababa, this Foxnosuke should have read clearly: "The Ikedaya Incident and the Battle of Kawagoe Castle."
As long as it is far away from Ushiwakamaru's area, it is best. He needs Ushiwakamaru's trust in him to fight back against current affairs. He needs an opportunity, an opportunity when no one exists.
"When is the battle time?"
"Three days later."
Sitting in the restaurant, the meal in front of him was clearly carefully prepared, even several grades higher than the usual meal. Several children were staring at the exquisite meal in front of them, but none of them moved their chopsticks. They were all waiting for Song speak up.
"Let's eat." Song Si was in a low mood and spoke a little weakly. The children stared at me, and I stared at you. Finally, they gave Song Si a curious look, but obediently picked up the chopsticks.
Sweets became the staple food on the table this time. Song Si ate very full that day. Song Si, who usually has such strict standards for himself, felt unable to control himself for the first time.
Most of his physical condition is caused by the chip in his neck, as long as it can be removed, as long as it can be removed.
Song Si was only thinking about the chip, and he didn't even hear the call from Hasebe, who was next to him, until he was patted on the shoulder by Tsurumaru Kuninaga, and then he suddenly came back to his senses.
"You must have been scared this time." Tsurumaru Kuninaga clapped his hands, his long white eyelashes were fluttering, his eyes were bright, and he gave himself a thumbs up. Hearing Song Si's faint um, Tsurumaru But he was stunned: "This actually scared me."
"What are you thinking about?" Sanri Yue Zongjin didn't like sweets very much, so he didn't take a few bites, he put down his chopsticks, looked into Song Si's eyes, and asked sincerely, but Song Si dodged his eyes.
"If you have something on your mind, you can tell us and let us help share it."
Song Si opened his mouth, and the words that he wanted to leave spun around his mouth and swallowed in his stomach. He shook his head, "It's nothing, you're thinking too much."
"Really?" Sanri Yuezong smiled, as if he believed it.
Song Si stood up, and every time Sanri Yuezong had a piercing look, which made him feel very uncomfortable, he turned his head and went out, leaving only a few people in the room, Wuhu retreated and put the chopsticks in his hand aside, He asked Sanriyue Zongjin: "Mr. Sanriyue, does the master have something to hide from us?"
Hiding from us?Sanri Yuezong smiled, probably hiding not only the one thing he guessed, but also a lot more.
San Riyue put down the teacup: "The one who said no, you can just pretend that you don't have it." San Riyue put her hand to her mouth, shook it, and the five tigers retreated and immediately understood.
Pretending not to know is the best respect for that person, but ventilating in private is not something Song Si can control.
The man handed the materials to Yamabuchi Kirihiro, and he got up early. He didn't want to take them away, but he wanted them to follow him, ambivalence.
The time for the battle was set in three days, and they were almost anxious to send them away, and it was not like usual to leave them a chance to breathe after they went out.
Sanriyue understood that that person was probably planning to start taking action.
When he was standing inside the talisman array, he saw the man's flickering eyes, with reluctance and determination, and the determination in that made Sanriyue's heart startled.
It wasn't until the ancient blocks appeared in front of Sanriyue that he reacted to the current situation in a daze.
Every time they go out to battle, they are in lively streets, and that guy probably just likes this lively scene in his heart.
California Kiyomitsu and Yamato Shou Anding stood at the entrance of the street, and Yamato Shou Anding raised his eyebrows at California Qingguang: "Your confinement has been lifted."
"The master must have solved it for the sake of my cuteness." Kali Qingguang puffed out his small chest, his face was full of pride, and he watched Yamato Shouan and shook his head.
This time, they can't be injured again, California Qingguang thought, they must return to the main pill safely.
Inside the cold Honmaru, there was no human breath, and when he walked to the backyard, spiritual power emerged in his hands, and he felt the chip on his neck moving up and down.
The petals of the lily began to fall gradually, blowing in the wind.
He could feel this kind of reaction, which was so slight that no one would have any reaction at all. He stretched out his hand and touched his neck, walked to the area of the talisman array, and transformed it into spiritual power.
Ushiwakamaru has been standing under the big tree for five days. He has not seen that adult. He is a little lost. He has replaced his hand with the knife left by him. That knife has saved him several times these days. Life.
He took the small knife in his hand and poked the tree one by one.
"Oh, you use my knife to cut bark?"
Ushiwakamaru opened his eyes wide, and looked at the person who was leaning against the wall of the temple not far away, a familiar figure, the person's eyes were slightly squinted: "How is your kendo recently?"
When it came to kendo, Ushiwakamaru wanted to say too much, he practiced a set of kendo on the spot, and pointed at Song Si Yang's neck: "Am I great?"
Standing firmly, Song Si took the wooden sword that Ushiwakamaru had left unused, and casually raised the sword forward, just in front of Ushiwakamaru: "Come here, if you can hurt me Clothes, I will admit your growth."
Ushiwakamaru gritted his teeth: "Ah—" opened the sword in front of him and rushed forward.
Song Si turned to one side, and gently grasped Ushiwakamaru's wrist. The movement was too fast, and Ushiwakamaru had no chance to react: "The way he shouted before the attack looks really stupid. Could it be that the enemy is there? Waiting for you to chop him?"
This is the truth, Niu Ruowan pursed his lips, swallowed his habitual cry when practicing swords, and tried hard to imitate Song Si's steps in the battle with Song Si.
Song Si was surprised by this child's learning ability. The pillar of history still has some skills. Although he is not good at learning, he already has a pace and attack method that Song Si can see.
Niu Ruomaru was panting, looking at Song Si who was completely intact, not even sweating, and unwillingness flashed in his eyes.
The time when Song Si chopped his wooden sword into two with a knife appeared in front of him last time.
His physical strength was almost exhausted, Ushiwakamaru stared closely at Song Si's movement, the flaw was when the adults looked down on his carelessness!
The sword swung forward, Song Si bowed, then quickly got up and retreated, Niu Ruomaru fell to the ground, and the knife fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
He was defeated after all.
"well-done."
"Eh?"
Niu Ruowan raised his head, and saw Song Si pointing to the wound on his sleeve, the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "These days are progressing very fast, Niu Ruo."
The child's eyes lit up, and he roughly wiped the sweat off his head with his sleeve, showing a bright smile.
"That's really nice."
When Niu Ruowan heard this, the back of his neck was slashed with a hand knife. Before the darkness, he saw Song Si's cold eyes. At that moment, he seemed to fall into the abyss.
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