The Decathlon of the God Judge[Comprehensive]

Cang Lan bid farewell to Chang Jingsi in a good mood.

"In short, that's it." Cang Lan put an end to today's conversation.

"If there is any situation, please feel free to contact me." Chang Jingsi handed Cang Lan a card, "This is part of the remuneration we agreed on before."

Cang Lan bent the corner of his mouth, and accepted the card without any politeness.

"Then, let's go back first." After Cang Lan and Zhang Jingsi shook hands and said goodbye, they walked out with their own cuties without looking back.

Zhang Jingsi withdrew his hand, put it in his trouser pocket, slowly withdrew his thoughts, and sat down slowly, not knowing what he was thinking.

On the other side, Cang Lan took his Fu Sangshen to find a decent hotel and settled down.

As soon as he entered the room, Cattail relaxed, threw himself on the bed, and turned himself over like a pancake, turning the front side up.

Horikawa Kunihiro helped his lord who had just entered the house take off his coat, and found the temperature regulator of the central air conditioner to increase the temperature.

Gu Gu, whose personality is completely different from his own brother, unloaded the burden that had been carried by the smiling Qing Jiang all the time, and put it on the ground.

The smiling face Qing Jiang, who had successfully lightened his burden, sat down on the chair, took the mineral water that Akita kindly handed over to him, and took a big sip before reserving his energy. Rubbing his shoulders, he helped pack the baggage A bunch of stuff waiting to talk.

"Candlestick Kiri and the others don't know what's in it, and it's heavier than the body of Hotaru's big katana."

"You'll know if you untie it." As he spoke, Cang Lan stretched out his hand to untie the top knot of the burden. Just as he was about to untie the strap of the burden, he

I felt the burden of my subordinates loosen by itself.

Cang Lan, who felt the movement under his hands, lowered his head and opened his eyes slightly.

"Bang dong—"

Caught off guard, Cang Lan, the five tigers around him, and the little tigers bound with him were drowned by the things overflowing from the bag.

Cang Lan; Fu Sang Gods: ...

…Candlestick Cut How much did they actually put in it? !

Fu Sangshen hurriedly dug out their lord and brothers from under a pile of things.

With difficulty, Cang Lan pulled her feet out of the pile of things under her body with the help of Urashima Toru, and after she escaped from the trap, she helped Hirano and Maeda pull the little tiger Xiaohua, who had retreated from the five tigers, out of the pile of things. Pick it up.

When the "rescue operation" finally ended, Fu Sangshen and his own protagonist were too tired to talk.

Cang Lan looked at the pile of things in front of him, feeling a little worried.

Xiao Ye stepped forward, and pulled out the persimmon that her elder brother had put in a box for her... no.Cang Lan raised her forehead, and beckoned to the catfish beside her to come up and help.

Next, Cang Lan and the other Fusangshen also began to pick up the things from the bag from every corner of the room, and sorted them out one by one to the Fusangshen.

Cang Lan looked at the extra things that were left unclaimed after tidying up, picked up one of the towels, "This is... mine?"

Cang Lan's tone was a little uncertain, he really couldn't figure out why Guangzhong and the others wanted to bring him the towel.

Gu Gu took out a cup from the middle and put it in Cang Lan's hand, "Master, your cup."

Cattail also pulled out a pajamas, turned to his lord and said: "It seems that these are the things prepared by Candlesticks for you."

Cang Lan looked down at the towel and thermos in her hands, and couldn't help rubbing her temples in her heart. ... With so many coincidences, there is really no way to deceive myself, this is not his thing.

"How come Guangzhong and the others brought all these here?" Cang Lan was a little speechless.

The cattail beside him hugged his lord's neck, and said with a smile, "Because the lord is different——"

Ranto Shiro, who was packing up the mask that his first-stage brother put on for him, turned his head and looked at his lord, "My lord is our darling!"

Beloved... Cang Lan accepted this title with a dumbfounded smile.

Honmaru

Everyone was gathering to eat quietly, and no one spoke.

Ying Wan put down her chopsticks, took a sip of tea, and couldn't help sighing again.

"On weekdays, I don't feel it when the lord is around, but now that the lord is gone, Honmaru is much quieter."

Sankayue stopped her chopsticks, turned her head to look at Yingmaru, "My lord will be back soon—"

"That being said," California Qingguang was a little sullen, "but, the lord is not here, so it's boring to do anything."

Yamato Mamoruan nodded beside him, agreeing with California's words, "Also, my lord took the daggers and wakizashis out..."

Tsurumaru took up the conversation in fear of chaos. "My lord is not here... I can't even find someone to play pranks on."

In the first phase, he raised his head, "I don't think the main hall will be happy because of your words."

"You are unhappy..." Tsurumaru complained in a low voice.

The Fusangshen in Honmaru are all a bit sleepy.

Karasuma felt the gloomy atmosphere in Honmaru, and asked slowly, "Boys, have you finished your inside story yet?"

&nb-->>

sp;The fusangshen were as quiet as chickens when they heard this sentence.

Seeing this, Karasuma picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea in satisfaction.

#There is still time to hurt the spring and the autumn, it must be that you don’t have enough inside stories, Keke#

On the other side, it was time for Cang Lan and the others to eat.

Yaoken took out the candlestick and cut the lunch box prepared for them from the pile of things that had been arranged on the table.

"It seems that because they are afraid that they will not be fresh, they only brought a small amount of pastries that can be stored for a little longer." Yaoyan handed the lunch box in his hand to Hou, and turned to look at his lord. "I'm afraid these things are not enough. Eat, and it's not suitable for lunch, General, we need to order food."

Cang Lan nodded, and Ai Ran Guojun next to him took out the list in the hotel drawer and handed it to Cang Lan, "Master, this seems to be the list they use to order food."

Cang Lan took the list and glanced at it, then put it aside again.

Maeda asked strangely: "Master, don't you want to order?"

"Order." Cang Lan looked at the little shorts, and continued, "But it's not about this."

As he said that, Cang Lan pulled out a copy of "Travel and Food Guide" from behind him, opened one of the pages, and showed it to his family members.

"Let's order this!"

"Wow~" The eyes of the little shorts were shining.

So, in the bleak atmosphere of the left-behind elderly people in Honmaru that day, the lord and younger brothers they missed completely forgot about them, and concentrated on enjoying the delicious food with various categories and delicious flavors.

The left-behind elderly people in Honmaru: ... Hey, I'm so angry.JPG

夜晚

After enjoying a delicious meal, the little shorts, who were full and full of food, went to complete the task of their own main bus agency in high spirits.

Yao Yan and Hou lay on the beams, lowered their bodies, and listened to the movement inside the house.

"Didn't I say everything?!" The dignified girl sitting in the room violently kicked away the men who came to report.

"Miss, that child is surrounded by big monsters, we have no chance to attack." The middle-aged man in a black suit

The uncle couldn't help but suggested, "It's too difficult to catch that child. There is more than one person with strong spiritual power. We can change it..."

The girl turned her head, revealing the face that was originally extremely beautiful, but now distorted to the point of horror.

"It can't be changed, I want him!"

"……Yes."

The girl waved away the people in the room and sat quietly in the room. After a while, she walked to the door, locked the door, turned her head and stepped into the inner room, lifted the neatly placed quilt, and gently placed her feet on the Stepped on the ground a few times, and then squatted down again. At this time, a crack had appeared on the floor.

The girl stretched her fingers into the seam, releasing a trace of spiritual energy.

The gap that was no more than finger width gradually widened, revealing a square entrance leading to the ground.

Taking the oil lamp placed on the table, the girl cautiously looked around, and after finding nothing, she walked into the underground passage.

With the disappearance of the girl's figure, the entrance of the passage slowly closed, and two shadows quickly entered through the entrance that was not completely closed.

In the basement, seeing the girl's arrival, a tied-up boy in the cage opened his eyes wide in horror, dragged his weak hands and feet, and tried his best to move his body towards the wall.

The girl put down the oil lamp and smiled maliciously at the boy.

The young man looked at the hand slowly stretched out to him in horror, his body kept shaking, and he moved his body back again.However, he has already retreated to the corner, and at this time he has no way to retreat.

"Ah—" A short scream came from the boy's mouth.

The light inside the oil lamp flickered a few times, illuminating the inside of the cage flickeringly, and the boy's body twitched a few times, and then there was no more movement.

Picking up the oil lamp on the side with one hand, the girl walked out of the cage, stood still outside the cage, looked back at the place in the basement that was not illuminated by the light, raised the oil lamp, and slowly raised the corners of her lips.

"I'll come to see you tomorrow, but who will it be tomorrow?"

Like the whispered tone of a lover, in this case, it is particularly terrifying.

Under the dim light of the oil lamp, hundreds of terrified and desperate expressions could be vaguely seen in the other corner of the basement.

"Heh." The girl turned around and sighed mockingly.

"Leave that to me."

"Yes"

In the dark cage, blood flowed all over the floor. The boy inside the cage hung his head, and the broken hair on his forehead blocked his eyes. Blood dripped continuously on the ground, and two lines of blood and tears flowed slowly from the boy's pale cheeks. , the two eyes no longer had the look of the past, and there were a few strands of almost invisible black air in the dimmed eyes that slowly floated up into the sky.

For the rest of his life, he will never rest in peace.

The author has something to say:

The second half of this chapter seems too heavy?

It's okay, my aunt will send the scumbag off the assembly line soon.

The agreed three days to solve the problem, my aunt will only advance and never back down.

In addition, thanks to the little angels for their corrections, my article really has so many bugs that Orz is flying off...

Special thanks for your kindness, mua~