The Decathlon of the God Judge[Comprehensive]

Cang Lan fell to the ground.

Dealing with the mourning gods is a capital word.

But before the mourning gods extended a helping hand, he got up by himself, very strong.

Cang Lan got up and was sitting on his seat, looking at the Fusangshen with heartbroken eyes.

"Tell me, is insomnia infecting the whole pill? I'll prescribe it!"

Kasen Kanesada coughed uncomfortably, and explained: "Because the lord is not here, the inside of this pill is relatively quiet, and I always want to do something."

"Then you don't have to do it at night!" Clutching her small chest, Cang Lan stretched out her right hand and waved at Song Xian who wanted to explain. "Don't make trouble, I don't want to hear your explanation."

Pretending to be heartbroken for a while, Cang Lan's sly eyes turned, and there was an idea in her heart at that time.

The Fu Sangshen watched their eyes, nose, nose, and heart, pretending not to see their lord's eyes.

#We should cooperate with you in the performance#

The Fu Sangshen knew very well that their protagonist made such a big circle just to torment them...

However, although I don't know exactly what happened, but my lord is torturing them so hard, plus the news from Sanriyue that my lord seems to have solved the matter... All the Fu Sangshen know that there must be something in it. The tricks they don't know.

Based on such circumstances, the news of their lord's sudden return, they are sure that something unplanned must have happened...

Therefore, although their wish was finally fulfilled, it is estimated that their lord is probably because the things in the middle are not happy, and they want to torment others, they are all understandable.

Glancing secretly at Hasebe, who was closest to him, Cang Lan suppressed the curved corner of his mouth.

"If everyone can't sleep at night, is there something wrong with the usual routine?"

"Well, let's change the schedule of Honmaru."

A hammer!

The Fusangshen looked at their lord with question marks on their heads, how could the schedule be changed?Day and night upside down?

Cang Lan smiled subtly.

"I'm just wondering if it's because you're usually too free that you're allowed to sleep too much. You're too leisurely, so you can't sleep at night..."

"So..., my lord, what do you want to do?" Yingmaru tried hard to hold her expression, suppressing the ominous premonition in her heart.

"There is still a lot of land at the foot of the back mountain that has not been developed..."

Before he finished speaking, Fu Sangshen in Honmaru all showed uncomfortable expressions mixed with disgust.

No way, who made the previous action of reclamation of wasteland really impress the fusangshen of Honmaru——

That is completely comparable to the labor of building a new society in human society and is even more tiring⊙﹏⊙

As if seeing what they were thinking, Cang Lan immediately explained: "We can not be as nervous as before, take it slowly day by day, look at the amount of activity since you have reached the full level of training, there are so many people, Just complete the daily classes, and don’t do any extra work..."

As he talked, Cang Lan became more and more confident.

Fu Sangshen nodded slightly, indicating that the lord was right, and what he said was too reasonable.

"So, shall we open the land behind?" Cang Lan's voice softened again when he said this -->>

.He has completely practiced speaking nonsense when seeing people and talking nonsense when seeing ghosts.

"But, general, what are you going to open that piece of land for?" Shinano Toshiro asked a little confused.

"I want to grow something." Cang Lan tried to open her eyes wide, trying to deal with the evil spirits.

"Plant something? Do you want to plant flowers?" The elegant song fairy guessed first.

"No, I'm not very used to smelling pollen, so I won't plant these things on a large scale." Cang Lan explained.

"Then what are you going to plant?"

"This, let's talk about it after the land is reclaimed first." Cang Lan said haha ​​in a bachelor's way, and vaguely passed.

The Fusangshen looked at their lord helplessly, just wanting to torment them, so they don't have to work so hard, right?

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong hugged him from behind, patted his lord's head lightly, and coaxed softly: "My lord, can we play games with you? Don't farm?"

"I want to farm!" Cang Lan tightly held her small hand like a steamed bun, looking very persistent.

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong smiled wryly: "Master, it's not that we don't reclaim the land for you, but even if we reclaim it, we won't be able to use it for the time being!"

Cang Lan pursed her lips, not very satisfied, but still nodded in agreement.

"In that case, let's not play farming, let's play games!"

"Okay, okay!"

As soon as these words came out, the happiest thing was that it had to belong to their family's short knife.

Cang Lan blinked, and added the second half of the sentence with a smile.

"Well, then, let's play tonight..."

"Tell ghost stories!"

Fu Sangshen present widened his eyes at the same time.

As if the blow to them was not enough, Cang Lan spread his hands and continued.

"I've already thought about what I'm going to play tomorrow."

"We're going to play haunted house tomorrow!"

"Go play the day after tomorrow..."

Candlestick raised his hand and silently covered his lord's mouth.

Cang Lan pulled his hand away, lowered her head secretly brewing emotions, when she raised her head, the tears in her eyes were clearly visible.

Fusangshen: ...Shocked!

"You guys, I only have this little wish, can't you help me realize it?" At the end, Cang Lan's voice turned into a cry.

The Fu Sangshen were distressed, and all the principles they had adhered to in their hearts were fed to the dogs, and they gathered next to their lord to comfort them.

"I'm going to tell a ghost story..."

"Tell me! Let's talk about a hundred, shall we?"

"Tell me a hundred times, and the real ghost will appear..."

"It's okay, the yang of this pill is strong and the yin is weak, just to neutralize it. It's really not good, isn't there a smiling Qingjiang! Just let him out!"

The villain, somewhat comforted, opened his eyes wide.

"Then I have to go to the haunted house..."

"Go, go! Wherever you want to go, we will go there!"

Cang Lan blinked, finally satisfied.

The secret to deal with the mourning gods: act like a baby, roll over, with tears in your eyes.