186's leg-cutting routine [comprehensive]

Qiu Ji looked at the documents in his hands, there were still many unprocessed documents, but it was already very late at this time today, and it was almost time for him to rest.

Rubbing his nose, looking at the scene in front of him, Qiu Ji was still a little dazed.

Neat files are placed on the spacious table, and the Four Treasures of the Study, which are not decorations, are placed on Qiu Ji’s right hand side. Although the huge castle tower was built according to Qiu Ji’s wishes, the French windows on the left hand side are covered by heavy two-story windows. The curtains are tightly concealed.On the right hand side, you can see four paper doors depicting golden peonies. This door is made by beating gold and silver sheets with the entire painting. Although it is a bit heavy, it will look good in the sun.

pity……

On this side of the room he could not get the sun.

Three years ago, Qiu Ji died.

But now he is alive.

What is death after all?

Brain waves are flat?

According to the textbook, the living body does not breathe and move independently?

What is the boundary between life and death?

If these conditions alone are not irreversible in a single case in the laboratory, why can't they be combined?

This is the goal Qiu Ji has been chasing.

However, death is like a shadow, and the number of people he saved will never be as many as those who died on his operating table.

Qiu Ji got up and walked to the reception room opposite, saying that the reception room was a set of sofas not far from the fireplace. It is about 9 meters high, divided into two floors, and the space looks quite open.Leaning on the bar and turning around to look at my desk, which is the only place with a light source, there are two supporting pillars in front of the desk to prop up a platform on the second floor. There are some bookshelves on the second floor, most of which are some scroll documents. Although there are some documents behind my desk, most of them are comics.

Otherwise it would be too lifeless.

The coffee pot on one side beeped, and Qiu Ji picked up the coffee pot and poured himself a cup.The mellow coffee spread in the mouth, and the little mist in front of his eyes made Qiu Ji's thoughts go back to a long time ago.

Three years ago, his younger brother had a serious accident, and many organs were damaged to varying degrees. As a close relative, he is naturally the best organ provider, so Qiu Ji did not hesitate to let himself be a contributor .

He is nothing without his brother, but his brother is different, and his brother can live better without him.

This matter was originally not allowed, but under the threat of Qiu Ji, his most proud student, Romani Aqiman, was the last one to do it.A very strange student, but it is undeniable that he surpassed himself in the shortest time.

He's dead, but now he's alive, and he's got the magic circuit he almost longed for.

In exchange for being alive, he had to do something.

For example...

Be a judge or something.

His task is different from other god judges. Other god judges take maintaining history as their own responsibility, but he needs his own sword man to fall.

The job assigned to him by the government of the time is to break into the fallen sword man to understand their dynamics.

The reason why Qiu Ji is allowed to perform this task is because Qiu Ji is one of the few newcomers in recent years, and the Space-Time Inspection Bureau itself is also a bit civil turmoil. In order to protect the newcomers, they sent Qiu Ji to the subordinate Shi Zhi within the government.

However, it is not easy to go there in the government of the time.

The Sword Man has lost the trust of the Government of Time.

however……

It is easy to say that they are going to fall into the dark, but most of the men with swords are swords, and they were born as warriors. Before the Warring States Period, there seemed to be no crimes... Is it a sword after the Warring States Period?

In the end, the main reason why the sword man lost the trust of the government of time is because of that, right?

If you have the ability to change the past, why can't you change the past?Since the future is immutable, why can't they be allowed to change?

"Ji Jun, don't you still have dinner tonight?" The voice of his valet came from outside the door, and he seemed very disappointed.

Kasen Kanesada, this Honmaru's first sword, is also the first actor selected by Qiuji.

"No, you can take it away." Qiu Ji put the coffee cup in the automatic dishwashing cabinet.

Qiu Ji inside the door expressed no interest in it. He hadn't seen any sword in the past three years. He set up an enchantment in the castle tower, and day and night turned all the sword men into gods. There is a general life and the current likes and dislikes to understand.

Together with the Government of Time, they prepared a good show.

Now the stage is basically set up, just waiting for the actors to come on stage.

"Speaking of it, Ji-jun. One of the five swords of the world came today, Sanriyue Zongjin. This is the third blade of the five swords of the world that has already appeared. In this way, we will have three of the five swords of the world in Honmaru. You Do you want to meet?" The song fairy outside the door seemed to have remembered something, and then asked.

"not interested."

"Then tomorrow's meeting of the judges..."

"You go."

"..."

Ge Xian looked at the closed door with a tray and frowned slightly.

He is the only man with a sword in this pill who has seen the god judge. The god judge doesn't look very old, he seems to be only twelve or thirteen years old. When he first saw it, even a song fairy who was used to seeing all kinds of beauties was a little amazing.

Their god judge has a male and female face, under the long black hair, the skin is paler, the pair of golden pupils are like the fine sand in the sun shining with a subtle luster, and the beautiful brows are always Wrinkled together, it seems that they are quite dissatisfied with everything around them.It was supposed to be a repulsive expression, but on this face, people couldn't help but want to tease it.

But their god judges have a strong smell of blood.

Appears to be injured.

In the past three years, the smell of blood has not dissipated.

Through the narrow door opening when exchanging documents, the faint smell of blood lingered in the room.

The inquisitor's hands and arms were wrapped in bandages.

This time the god judge is a Wannian family squatting in Wannian's house. She is not even willing to meet other sword men, eat their meals, or accept any gifts from them.

It was the first time that she was completely rejected like this.

Speaking of which, the strangeness of this Honmaru is not limited to this, and Fox Nosuke is also very strange.

Originally, they were the direct subordinates of the god judges, but Foxnosuke of their Honmaru was unwilling to talk about the god judges outside.

It is absolutely unacceptable to say that the god judge is not interested in the man with the sword. Every festival, solar term, or any new event in this world, Honmaru will definitely start it, and it will be vigorous. Same.If the judge didn't care, she would definitely not be able to do this.

Their Honmaru can be said to be the fastest growing and most magnificent of all Honmaru.

These are all manifestations of the god judge's concern for the sword man.

"Master Song Xian." A Fox Nosuke walked over from the stairs, "Does Ji Jun still not eat anything?"

"Yes." Ge Xian lowered her eyes and said softly, "Ji Jun, the fresh ingredients will be delivered at 07:30 tomorrow morning, can you see if there is anything else you need?"

"Help me order some puffed food."

"It's not enough to just live on snacks..." Foxnosuke sighed and said, "Hime-kun, let's eat some dinner."

"Do you have your last meal?" came the voice from inside the door, accompanied by the sound of broken porcelain.

Their god judges like to vent their anger on those fragile items whenever things go wrong, so Song Xian will also fill in some beautiful porcelain regularly.

Although he also thought about it, he didn't dare to ask about the wound on the interrogator's body.

At the same time, Qiu Ji packed up the scroll in his hand, and now he felt that it was almost time to go on stage.

He packed up the scrolls and put them in the bookcase behind him. A long-haired girl in plain white kimono was reflected in the full-length mirror on one side.

Qiu Ji stared at the mirror for a long while, even now he is still not used to this look.He was originally a 1.8-meter adult man, but now he is only 1.5 meters five, and he can only wear skirts every day...

There is no way, in order to prevent their possible revenge in the future, he must protect himself.

"Ji Jun, that's not what you said..." Fox Nosuke said in a low voice, even his ears drooped.

"Tell me something quickly." The voice inside the door was still full of impatience, the interrogator didn't like others to care about her.

Song Xian held the tray and sighed slightly.

"It's late at night. Ji Jun, please have a good rest." Ge Xian nodded slightly at the door and then turned to leave. Fox Nosuke followed Ge Xian and left the castle tower.

The periphery of the castle tower is surrounded by red maples, and the fast river on all sides of the Honmaru surrounds the Honmaru. At first glance, it looks like an isolated island. A gate is opened from the northwest and northeast of the Honmaru. The river water is diverted and collected in front of Daguangma.

Ji Jun’s castle tower is located in the southeast of Honmaru, facing Dahiro across the water. There are some thousand-year-old red maples planted around the castle tower, and those red maple trees tightly wrap the castle tower.

Just like the judge and them, there is an insurmountable gap between them.

"Is Ji-jun still unwilling?" On the shoulder of Hasebe outside the castle tower, a fox holding a box of documents was just about to go to the castle tower. Song fairy with a tray.

"Yes." Song Xian sighed, "The food is still not to my liking..."

"Thank you." Hasebe nodded slightly. He was also very helpless for their god judge Hasebe. The sword obtained a human body was able to move with his own thoughts, but was rejected by their master.

"To each other, there are so many materials at this late hour?" Ge Xian looked up at the materials in Hasebe's arms and asked softly, "It's late at night, if you're not in a hurry, how about tomorrow?"

"That's what I originally planned, but Ji Jun asked me to send it here anyway..." Hasebe shook his head, "I also want to help share...but Ji Jun doesn't allow it."