Chapter 77: Tatami Story
Boom, boom, boom.
Rocks collapsed, and the light of thunder pierced the darkness.
Tick-tick, tick-tick.
Someone was approaching, and the accompanying sound was somewhat strange.
He stopped crying and cautiously moved closer to the mountain wall, trying to distinguish the sounds from the outside world.
Thunder, birds singing, butterflies dancing, raindrops, dewdrops...
Guimu followed the collapsed mountain place mentioned by someone on the road. He had just finished his business and got something, so he came here to help Mu Fu gather information.
"Oh, I wonder if anyone is injured..."
"Eh? Why is there a person here?" Guimu met a pair of purple eyes and took a few steps back in fright. The clothes on his body rubbed and collided with each other, and among the noise, the only special thing was the crisp sound of objects dripping when they were hit.
"What is that?"
The strange boy spoke awkwardly.
Could it be that he has been trapped for too long?
Guimu was surprised to see that he was in good spirits. He quickly squatted down to listen to him. "What did you say?"
"Tick, tick, tap, tick, tick, tap..." He moved his fingertips, simulating the action of knocking, and tried to imitate the clear sound to convey his meaning to Guimu.
"Oh...that's the sound of the pocket watch."
The other person looked at him eagerly, as if he would not lie down and wait for treatment until he found out the truth.
Katsuragi hesitated for a moment. After all, that was the child he had given to him as his adopted son before he left the country, and it had played a big role in the Kameyama Garden.
But he suspected that this child, dressed in luxurious clothes and looking a little strange on the sand, had endured the ordeal and only managed to hold on until now because he heard the sounds outside...
So, he hesitated for only a moment before taking out the pocket watch that was almost covered with rust from his arms. He didn't know what treatment had been done on it, leaving behind the rusty color, but also presenting a unique luster and texture.
This action caused the bell decoration on the pocket watch to jingle, and Katsuragi could see the child's eyes light up.
A pair of hands cautiously extended the item, holding it in a reverent gesture. Seeing this made Guimu's teeth ache, but he still placed it in his palms.
"It's pretty good, right? My child lent it to me for self-defense. He picked it out from a bunch of old stuff." Guimu pretended to be relaxed and chatted with him, hoping that the people patrolling nearby would arrive soon. Of course, there was also a reason why he couldn't let go of the pocket watch.
"When I went to the place where there were junk piles to do some work, I found a pocket watch similar to this one, but it was placed on the main altar and was almost becoming a holy relic..." As Katsuragi said this, he laughed out loud with ease.
"He just took the one that made the noise."
The child lying on the rocky slope gently plucked the bell with his fingertips, "...this one?"
"Well..." Katsuragi couldn't help but pinch his chin and think, "This ringing bell is the main part of the amulet, right?"
"Just now, no..." He shook his head in confusion.
"Maybe it's because I'm a warrior! If the bell rings, doesn't it mean my lower body is unstable and my martial arts skills are not good enough?"
This is also the reason why he took the kid A Chong to Mufuju, but he couldn't even get in.
I said I was going to buy a bell, but I didn't expect...
well!
At this point, Gui Mu fell silent, "Are you okay? Our people will be here soon, just hold on a little longer..."
"Can you... tell me more?"
Katsuragi was stunned, "Huh? Oh, okay."
When he met those pleading eyes, Guimu realized that the other party was looking at him. To be honest, he had thought that the child was busy looking at his pocket watch, but it turned out that the other party was really listening to him.
"Uh... that kid has a bit of a lack of common sense. When I found him, he was eating a raw violet melon in an abandoned [Borrowed Scenery Garden]..."
Viola...food.
Oh, and it turns out that violet melon can’t be eaten raw?
He thought to himself.
Furthermore, [Garden of Borrowed Scenery]...
My place is called "The House of Borrowed Scenery".
They are a little similar.
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When the imperial carriage chief heard that Katsuragi had returned, he had taken a detour to investigate the collapsed area. As expected of his deputy, he had a keen eye! So, he immediately prepared himself, pretending to be serious, and waited for Katsuragi to come in and report.
Originally, looking at the child following behind him, Yu Yuchang thought that this was the child he wanted to raise.
After listening for a while, the imperial carriage director was a little slow to react and couldn't help but scratch his ears.
"What did you just say? Picked up another one?!" Why didn't I know you were so good at picking up children? If you're so good at picking up children, why don't you pick up another one for me to see?!
Katsuragi hesitated, thinking he had let something slip. "Yes, yes, Lord Changzheng, the child was found in the cave that collapsed. He might have been injured somewhere, and he can't remember his name."
"Oh, oh... you're not planning a second child." Yu Changzheng sat back upright and said seriously, "What about this time? Guimu, did you get the things back?"
"Here, Lord Changzheng."
Katsuragi took out a wooden box from his bosom and placed it in front of him. As the imperial carriage chief looked at the familiar box, memories began to flood back and his mood became depressed.
But there was something else going on here, so he quickly forced himself to cheer up and looked at the handsome boy next to Katsuragi, who was confused about the situation and had his eyes wide open.
"...You don't remember your name? That's okay. You can stay in Ta'ersha to recuperate." He said, "But you still need a nickname. I just heard the workers passing by the door calling you the Qionqizhe? And..."
After hesitating for a moment, Yu Yu Changzheng added the second half of the sentence:
"What else is there?"
Katsuragi's expression became a little subtle, and he spoke awkwardly: "Master Nagamasa, my child told me that Niwa Tsukasa mentioned that he wanted a set of armor that could transform, or..."
"Ahem... or maybe the [Magic Sword Demon] that's been rumored lately. So, he mistakenly thought this child was the doll I brought back for him, and when he saw how delicate this child was, he just—"
They flew over excitedly, screaming loudly, shouting things like "my idol", "the chosen one", "the dream idol" and so on.
Miyomichi Nagase suddenly realized, "It turns out that it's not the 'root' of lotus root. It's..." It's the legendary fierce reputation of the self-disciplined puppet swordsman who imitated his deceased adoptive brother Miyomichi Miyomichi.
I heard that the prototype of the doll with integrated memory went out of control and has been wandering around this area recently.
For a moment, he was also a little bored.
"Lotus root?" The child suddenly asked in confusion.
Seeing that Yu Yuzhang looked somewhat reluctant, Gui Mu explained, "Uh... it's the rhizome of the lotus, a flower that grows in water. It's porous inside and a very delicious ingredient. It's also used as a medicinal ingredient in Liyue."
"Although it grows in mud, it is white and sweet, and has many uses and a good meaning."
The explanation was so detailed, in fact, Guimu also wanted to help Ming Chong, the unfortunate child, to make amends, even though the child was indeed too delicate to be a human...
Although he was a little sad because of the similar pronunciation to "doll", he also liked the meaning of "lotus root"...
When he was still undecided, Yu Changzheng spoke up, "Why not call him 'The Strange One'? The recent situation with 'The Puppet Sword Ghost' is a bit sensitive."
"If this gets to the general's ears, it might cause some trouble."
The young man's eyes flickered slightly when he heard this, but his voice was filled with disappointment. "That's fine then."
The imperial carriage chief was feeling a little sorry, but he was too embarrassed to speak in front of his subordinates. "...Katsuragi, go and tell Niwa-sama—"
"Lord Chosho, Niwa Jisho already knows."
"I was confused." Yu Changzheng choked and remembered that Katsuragi had just said that he had communicated with Niwa Hisahide for a while before entering Mefukuju.
Damn it! He had wanted to send Gui Mu away and lower his head to appease the curious person. After all, even if the other party was just a little hesitant, it was out of selfishness that he had directly finalized the name. "Then, then where will this child stay in the future..."
Katsuragi immediately said, "At Niwajima's house." Give him a child so that Ming Chong wouldn't really live in his house.
His eyes were so determined that he almost wanted to join the party.
"..." The imperial carriage leader was watching the two of them turn around and leave, unable to say anything.
It was over. He would suddenly sit up in guilt and scold himself at night.
...It's not a good thing for the deputy to be too busy.
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Ming Chong didn't feel sad even though he was rejected by the doll he was trying to flirt with. Guimu had gone on a long trip, and all his lucky leaves had been planted in pots.
You know, there is no paper this time!
He is now using the perspective plug-in to adjust Gillie's situation, and he is so happy.
Not to mention that the puppet has to stay in Taliangsha, he has plenty of time to trick people over.
Although this doll looked familiar, like the mecha doll he had raised...
First of all, we must rule out the possibility that they are the same doll. Their temperaments and personalities are different, as are the colors of their clothes. You can tell the good from the bad at a glance.
But maybe this is the case with puppets? Puppets with different functions have different looks, but puppets in the same field often share the same face.
For example, the doctor, this guy has a lot of slices.
For example, Taiz Yuros, there are a lot of bugs.
Uh...not quite right.
They are all lives first, and then they have clones.
And this doll was a doll from the beginning.
I should use the different types of Ruins Guards as an analogy, they look similar but have different numbers... or something like that, but this is a machine.
Hmm... From puppets to life, I wonder if Albedo and the other three are classified correctly. So there must be some connection between these two puppets...
Ming Chong gave up thinking too much. He just wanted to know that this puppet had the potential to become a mecha puppet.
Everything else is secondary. As long as the person who caused the problem is himself, there will be absolutely no problem!
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Returning his attention to the Jiliye, Mingchong felt that Bie Chong's experience in growing smart grass was of little reference value... He had already killed several pots of it!!!
These are lessons learned through blood and tears.
The grass of wisdom is watered with knowledge and experience, and if watered too much, it will die. Ming Chong still doesn't know what it will eventually become - he imagines it becoming something like the "Explosive Fire Tree", the "Quick Frost Tree", and the "Lightning Tree".
The difference is that it will not attack people who come close.
When you get close, bgm will be automatically triggered——
The fruit of wisdom on the tree of wisdom,
You and me under the tree of wisdom.
balabala......
Ming Chong couldn't help laughing when he thought about forcibly controlling people who were close to him to cooperate in playing the game. He had just gotten into the mood when he suddenly found a head popping out in front of the potted plant.
Round eyes, big curiosity.
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"Hey woc, why are you walking so quietly?" Ming Chong subconsciously greeted him.
Then again, the idol with eyes this round definitely doesn't look down on everyone equally. In the simulated short film, that idol's eyes were never wide open.
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"...You said I could come see you anytime." He whispered nervously, looking down, then up at Ming Chong, "So here I am."
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