The Decathlon of the God Judge[Comprehensive]

Picking out a room from Honmaru's room that can sleep five people, Cang Lan rolled up his sleeves and stepped into the room.

The room was full of dust, as soon as Cang Lan entered, he couldn't help coughing a few times, looked around the whole room, and when he was about to go out to find a rag, a hand stretched out from the side.

"Although I'm old, it's okay to help out." Sanri Yuezong laughed twice, and handed Cang Lan the cloth strip he brought from the warehouse.

Cang Lan looked back and saw Shuzhuwan, Yingwan and Jiang Xue standing behind him holding things.

Seeing Cang Lan turn his head, the four Fusangshen all smiled at him.

It has to be said that the beauty of Fu Sangshen's prosperity is really the max attack power... Cang Lan coughed lightly, took the rag from Sanriyue's hand, and accepted the veiled favor of Fusangshen.

But... "Can you help me move a stool?" As a person who is only 130 tall and fits well in shorts, Cang Lan said that he needs a stool.

"My lord, do you need a stool? Do you want to clean it first?" Jiang Xue, who was placing the bucket in her hand, turned her head and asked.

"Well, start cleaning from the top, and finally tidy up the bottom. Yingmaru, don't open the quilt bag in your hand, put it in the corridor, and take it in after tidying up and spread it."

While walking to Jiang Xue with a rag, and soaking the rag in the water, he raised his head and said to Ying Wan who was about to open the bag.

"Okay, my lord, there is no problem."

Cang Lan looked at the sky, frowned and said to the mourning gods, "It's getting dark, so you should move out all the tables in the room first, and don't leave anything on the ground, so that the cleaning will be faster."

Sanriyue, Yingwan, and Jiang Xue all responded.

Shuzhuwan frowned and walked from the end of the corridor, "My lord, there are no stools in the warehouse..."

"Huh?" Cang Lan tilted his head, a flash of inspiration "Oh, I forgot, I used it up and put it in the kitchen when I was cooking... Please go to the kitchen again."

"It should be, my lord, please don't take it to heart."

"My lord needs to use a stool for cooking. Is the stove high?" Ying Wan tidied up the odds and ends in the room, and still kept asking the judge.

"Well, the stove is a bit high, so it's not easy to use force."

"Speaking of which, I will make some rice balls. Please leave the breakfast to me tomorrow. The kitchen is too dangerous. It is better to leave the work with knives to us..."

"It's ashamed to say that we don't have any specialties in cooking, and we can't do housework well. We were supposed to do these jobs, but now you are doing it. I'm really ashamed..."

"Indeed, as a subordinate, you can't take good care of you. This is really a disservice to your kindness to us..."

Cang Lan smiled as he looked at the knife spirits in front of him who were getting more and more depressed as they talked about three strikes.

"You can learn if you don't know how to do it. I also look forward to the day when I can be taken care of by you in the future."

Sanriyue, Yingwan, Jiang Xue, and Shuzhuwan who just came from the corridor with a stool all bent down to Canglan.

"Definitely live up to your trust."

Cang Lan tightened the rag in his hand, lifted it up after repeated several times, stepped on the stool, propped one hand on the cabinet, and stretched the other hand to reach the top of the cabinet, but...

I hate my height of 130! ——by Cang Lan

"Hahaha, my lord, it's too dangerous to stand on tiptoe on the stool, let the old man help you"

After speaking, before his colleagues could react, he picked up the judge and let Cang Lan sit on his arm with his back.

Next to Yingwan and Shuzhuwan, Jiang Xue was stunned and amazed.

Older gingers are more spicy

After reacting, Qiqi shot the eye knife at Sanriyue, overflowing with murderous aura.

"Oh, I've been underestimated." Yingmaru smiled and let a hundred flowers bloom.

"Need to destroy the evil and show the righteousness?" Shu Zhuwan's eyes opened slightly.

"Sin-->>

The evil needs to be cleared..." Jiang Xue put down her hand that was fiddling with the Buddhist beads.

Cang Lan, who was sitting in Sanriyue's arms, didn't feel anything, she just wiped the cabinet door in front of her, completely ignoring the nest where the Fusangshen were coming and going behind her.

"Okay, Sanriyue, move to the left..."

Ying Wan snatched Cang Lan from San Riyue's arms while San Riyue and Jiang Xue stared at each other, "Master, San Riyue has held you for such a long time, I need to rest, let me help you."

It seems that grandpa is more powerful

Ignoring his colleague who was about to kill him, the great-grandfather smiled contentedly. The lord's body is so soft and small, so suitable to be hugged and held high...

Jiang Xue and Shuzhuwan looked at each other and formed an alliance. They are Buddhist swords, but they were caught up from behind. How can this work...

To be honest, this has nothing to do with Buddha Knife.

"My lord, it's too much work alone, let the two of us help you." Jiang Xue and Shuzhuwan squeezed Sankayue and Yingwan away with compassion on their faces, and carried Cang Lan away.

Cang Lan looked at the half-cleaned cupboard door in front of her, choking speechlessly.

Cang Lan: ...I have a sentence mmp that I don't know if I should say it or not.

In the end, the matter ended in Cang Lan's sentence "Are you going to sleep on the street tonight?!", and asked Fu Sangshen to move the table in the corridor and put the stool on the table. Cang Lan completely ignored the fiery eyes behind him and cleaned it with peace of mind. Room.

After that, Fu Sangshen were completely reduced to assistants, responsible for carrying water and delivering tools, as for other things...they couldn't do it at all.

After finally cleaning the room, it was already dark.

Cang Lan greeted Qifu Sangshen, "Time is pressing, it's too late to clean the other room, we're going to sleep in the same room tonight,

You don't mind? "

A room... The fusangshen present all blushed suspiciously.

"Huh?" Cang Lan raised an eyebrow, "What are you thinking?"

As soon as the words fell, the Fu Sangshen's expressions were cleared up, and their demeanor was dignified.

Cang Lan: Complicated mood jpg

Picking up the quilt that Jiang Xue unpacked the bag and the quilt cover that Shuzhuwan handed over, Cang Lan sat on the floor of the room and began to put on the quilt.

As for how Jiang Xue opened the bag, Cang Lan tried her best to ignore Jiang Xue's body which was put aside.

Watching the God Judge bury himself in the quilt and trying to find out the corner of the quilt, San Riyue and Ying Wan had to help Cang Lan unfold the quilt.

Anyway, anyway, they only have this effect...

Finally put on the quilt, Cang Lan wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Okay, let's go to sleep."

"Wait, my lord, you'll catch a cold easily if you sleep like this." Yingwan looked at the back of the god judge who was wet, and said with distress and guilt.

Shu Zhuwan glanced at the sky where the moon was hanging high, "It's too late, the night is heavy and the dew is heavy, and it's easy to catch a cold when you go to the bathing place to wash back and forth. Do you have any clothes? I... We will help you change your clothes."

Cang Lan smiled wryly, "I came here in a hurry, I didn't bring any clothes... Just sleep like this. Ask Foxnosuke tomorrow if there is any place to buy things."

Looking at Cang Lan's clothes that were covered with dust and soaked in sweat after a day of cleaning, on the contrary, they didn't do much work, so the clothes on them were still clean...

The guilt in Fusangshen's heart almost drowned themselves.

Jiang Xue looked at the clothes on his colleagues, then at his own, and began to untie his own clothes like a strong man cut off his wrist.

Playing hooligans in front of the god judges, I never thought you would be like Jiang Xue

Feeling the gazes from his colleagues, even Jiang Xue couldn't help but become furious, "What are you thinking!"

Then I saw Jiang Xue took off the outer layer of blue single clothes, walked towards the judge, began to change clothes for the judge, and tied up the too long part with a belt for the judge.

Yingwan, Sanriyue, Shuzhuwan: lost... lost? ! jpg