House Witch

Chapter 641

Dorothy sat on the grand master's chair brought by the errant witches, the hard feeling of sitting under her buttocks was familiar yet unfamiliar.

Witches prefer soft sofas in their homes, and they are all kinds of leather sofas, especially those made of sub-dragon leather or even real dragon leather, which are especially soft and comfortable to sit on. Enveloped, there is a feeling of sitting on a cloud.

She had been sitting on that kind of soft sofa for a long time, and now she was sitting on this hard solid wood chair again. She was somewhat not used to the feeling of her buttocks, but after the skilled Zuo Nuo You Na adjusted her sitting posture, she missed it a little.

Well, that's the feeling, the wooden chair that I bought at the market for fifty yuan in my previous life also smelled like this.

"Hey, the evil little bourgeois hedonism has corrupted me after all. I'm not pure anymore, I'm guilty."

Dorothy was so introspective in her heart, but introspection was introspection, and if she could, she would actually like to add a cushion herself.

But they are handling a case over there. On such a serious occasion, the house witch is really embarrassed to stand up, and then takes out her beloved dragon skin cushion from her bag and adds it.

The social horror witch doesn't want to be too conspicuous on this occasion.

Forget it, anyway, her buttocks are quite upturned, she has a lot of meat, and the pure natural witch meat pad is comfortable and environmentally friendly, which is much more advanced than any real dragon leather cushion.

Although no one has used the Dorothy brand cushion, she still gives herself a good review first.

The house witch was thinking so wildly to distract her attention.

Well, the main reason is that Lord Yan Luo Wang, the county magistrate's style of judging cases, really made her a little unbearable, and she really wanted to laugh.

Although she was an oriental person in her previous life, she has only seen this kind of ancient crime-solving behavior in TV movies, and the most memorable image of the yamen in her memory is a famous comedy except for a black-skinned crescent moon and blue sky master. up.

Now she always had the illusion that Yan Luo Wang on the stage was about to slap the gavel the next moment, and then yelled, "Come here, I will serve you with a dog's head".

Alas, Chang Wei, you have done a lot of harm.

However, it was precisely because of this divergence of distracted thinking that Dorothy noticed that Miss Oiran beside her seemed to be in a trance.

The house witch thought that Miss Oiran might be worried that her enemy would not get the punishment she deserved, so she quietly transmitted the voice.

"Don't worry, the trial in the underworld must be fair. This guy deserved what he deserved. He will definitely go to hell later."

She soothed Miss Oiran in this way.

It's just that Ms. Oiran doesn't seem to know that she is worried about this. Facing the comfort of the house witch, Ibuki Yuki shook her head, and then looked at the figure next to Mr. Enmo on the stage with complicated eyes, and then she was not very sure. The sound transmission replied.

"Lord Dorothy, that lord judge looks a bit like my lord mother."

Miss Ghost King's voice trembled a little, she was a little excited, but more nervous.

Although she had always had such expectations in her heart after knowing that the destination of this trip was Huangquan, it was just expectations, but now, seeing that the expectations seemed to be turning into reality, she was at a loss for what to do stand up.

House Witch: "."

ah this

When Dorothy recalled Miss Oiran's miserable life experience, she also blinked her eyes and was stunned for a moment before she came to her senses and figured out what was going on. Immediately, her expression became strange.

Miss Oiran's two mothers died before she was born. This king of evil spirits is an ominous son who crawled out of the belly of her biological mother after her death.

In theory, she shouldn't see her mother again with such a life experience, but considering that the place where everyone is now is the place where the dead belonged, then the original impossibility became possible.

But it was also the first time for Dorothy to experience such a wonderful thing, so she was a little confused for a while.

"Are you sure? Which mother is this?"

The house witch immediately ignored the embarrassment of seeing the ascension ceremony before, and she also took a closer look at the judge witch standing beside the high platform.

Well, the first impression is that she is such a handsome big sister, who looks like a vagabond who lingers in the flowers.

But after looking at it a few more times, she felt the resemblance between the judge's lady and the oiran's eyebrows.

Although Ibuki Yuki's overall appearance belongs to that kind of charming and enchanting beauty, but when the two of them duel before, the evil ghost oiran will indeed show another temperament when she enters the fighting posture, and she will be less in the ghost king state A little more charming, a little more heroic and uninhibited, which is very similar to this handsome lady judge.

"It's my paternal mother, but I'm not sure. When I was born, she was seriously injured and almost disfigured. My memories of her appearance are some portraits collected later, but portraits are always different from real people. There is still a gap."

Ibuki Yuki also lowered his head and said so.

Although a talented witch like her is almost born to be a governor, and even has memories from her mother's womb, but the corpses of the two mothers she saw when she was born were really embarrassed because they fled for too long.

The matrilineal mother is fine, although it is full of dust and dust, but at least her face is clean, and it seems that she has been well protected, so Ibuki Yuki remembered the appearance of this biological mother.

As expected of the oiran who once overwhelmed Yoshihara Qunfang, she was a beautiful woman with bright looks, and her current appearance was more like that of her biological mother.

But the father and mother of the great swordsman who was once famous in Heian-kyo

Miss Huakui's memory of this patriarchal mother only stays in the back of a body full of wounds and weapons, but still leaning on a broken sword, half kneeling in front of his wife, and finally drooping her head and dying of exhaustion.

At that time, her face was covered with blood, and she really couldn't see her face clearly.

Later, after Ibuki Yuki took charge of Yoshiwara Hanamachi, she once consciously collected information about her paternal mother.

Her paternal mother used to be a frequent visitor to Yoshiwara, a prodigal son of Huacong, so the information is not difficult to find. She quickly got a lot of portraits from many old people in Huajie. Hand drawn by the girls.

But to be honest, in Ibuki Yuki's heart, her paternal mother should be a real girl. After all, the bloody and unyielding back in her memory is really imprinted in her heart forever. It is a real hero, but...

Alas, the portraits she has collected all depict a handsome, but always unreliable street stalker.

Well, at first glance, she looks like a very glib scumbag.

And now the judge witch on the stage looks almost exactly the same as in the paintings of Younv. After all, Yoshiwara Younv are all proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. They are very good painters, almost exactly the same as the photos.

However, the Judge Witch doesn't give people the impression of being as frivolous as in those portraits. She has a sense of maturity after a prodigal son has turned his head and washed away all his luster.

If it's a man, it's probably the so-called uncle's taste, but because it's a witch, it's probably the unique temperament of a mature Yujie.

Anyway, this seems to be more attractive to the young little witch than the young scumbag.

But this still doesn't show the slightest sense of heroism, okay?

In short, this paternal mother is very different from what Ibuki Yuki has always imagined.

However, as soon as the judge lady appeared, Ibuki Yuki saw her in the crowd, as if there was a feeling between the two of them.

It's not just her like this, so is that miss. The eyes of the two had collided for a moment before, and they both looked at each other with a kind of mysterious intimacy.

"This is really destined."

Dorothy was also a little emotional about this situation, and then she looked at the ongoing trial over there with great interest.

Miss Huakui's two mothers were hunted down and killed by He Mao Zhongxing, the great Onmyoji, but now, the situation has reversed. In the world, I am a powerful person, but in Huangquan, I am a judge.

This is really a turn of events.

"Hidezuna Kamizumi, how could it be you, why are you here?"

In that hall, the Great Onmyoji, who was about to make a confession, reacted fiercely at this time. She stared angrily at this old acquaintance whom she knew even if it turned into ashes, and questioned through gritted teeth.

Isn't she dead? Why is she here? Why is she so lingering, why is she unwilling to die honestly?

She, who was already severely wounded in her soul, was so anxious at this moment that she lost her mind and forgot where she was.

Regarding this, the handsome judge witch on the high platform still maintained her demeanor, she shrugged.

"You think I came here voluntarily? He Mao, my old classmate, my former best friend, have you forgotten who sent me to this land of the underworld?"

Her sharp eyes were also staring directly at the enemy in the audience, and she questioned her in a cold tone.

He Mao Zhongxing: "."

The Great Onmyoji finally remembered where he was, and didn't know how to answer for a while.

That's right, she let people kill people, and after death, the soul should naturally come to the kingdom of the underworld, but at that time, she never thought that the two of them would meet again, and when they met again, it would still be like this.

"Hehe, Kamizumi Hidetsuna, I hate you, is it hard to understand that I want to kill you? Don't you forget what you did back then?"

The Great Onmyoji calmed down a little, she tidied up her appearance, from being embarrassed to being cold and proud at the beginning, and then looked at the Judge Witch with extraordinarily complicated eyes.

"He Mao, I made it clear that we can only be friends."

"Hehe, is this the reason you broke off the engagement back then?"

"The marriage contract is nothing more than an arrangement between the two families."

"Hiss, your circle is really chaotic."

In the auditorium, Dorothy, who was almost choked to death by the sudden big melon, widened her eyes, then turned her head, and saw Miss Oiran who was also in a daze.

Good guy, she really didn't expect that there was such a relationship between the two.

And if the house witch remembers correctly, Miss Oiran's mother, the former Oiran seems to be the vine girl raised by the Great Onmyoji for her daughter.

My ex-marriage partner stole my daughter-in-law?

emmmmm, you are indeed the witches of Japan, you guys really know how to play.

Dorothy could not quite understand it, but she was greatly shocked.

But if you think about it carefully, witches are all immortal species, and sometimes the age gap between witch couples is indeed huge, and it may be several generations apart.

The love view of longevity species is indeed different from that of short-lived species like human beings, but who knows, the combination of old couples and young wives is not uncommon among human beings.

"Shangquan, do you two know each other?"

On the high platform, King Yan Luo also blinked and asked.

She wasn't too surprised by the farce itself, after all, she had seen more exciting things over the years, but she was just surprised that the prisoner was someone her favorite subordinate knew.

Moreover, it is emotional dispute again, love is really the source of disaster.

"Lord Yan Mo, I do know her. She killed my whole family."

Miss Judge said so.

After finishing speaking, she looked at Ibuki Yuki who was beside her.

She just recognized at a glance that this witch who looked very similar to her wife should be her daughter.

I couldn't help feeling even more angry.

What did she work hard for so many years before Huangquan? It was not just to climb back to get revenge, but more to worry about this daughter.

But now it's all right, the family is neat and tidy, and her hard-working daughter is a hundred years old, and she is still a child.

So, Zhongxing He Mao, damn you.

She didn't know how her daughter came to this place of hell, and she thought her daughter was Miss Judge who returned to hell with He Maozhong. At this moment, she felt anxious.

However, Miss Yan Mo remained calm.

"That's it."

She just sighed with emotion that the Heavenly Dao has its own cycle, and then looked down at He Mao Zhongxing again.

"Sure enough, he is a heinous person, so let's not go through the procedure, my sinner, let me ask you, when did you collude with Izanagi?"

The little Yan Mo looked majestically at the hall, and then said so.

Yan Luowang's eyes are actually magic eyes, called the eyes of condemnation, she can see the sins of others at a glance.

This He Mao Zhongxing is riddled with sins, and there are thousands of witches' resentment entangled in her body. If she is to honestly explain each of her evil deeds, not to mention too many books, at least it will take a few days. night.

These sins are enough for her to go to hell a few times. However, in addition to these ordinary sins, as the daughter of Izanami, Lord Yan Mo also felt a familiar power from this sinful soul.

That is the power of his father Izanagi.

Is that ambitious fairy about to make a comeback?

Although the affairs of the world have nothing to do with Huang Quan in theory, as the daughter of Izanami, Lord Yan Mo himself has some personal grievances with this father.

Scumbag biss.

But in the audience, He Mao Zhongxing's expression changed drastically.

The witch was flustered.

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