The Decathlon of the God Judge[Comprehensive]

"My lord, you are back~"

Jinjian pushed open the door, breaking the weird atmosphere outside the door.

The Fusangshen, who didn't care about other people except their own lord, naturally ignored the situation at their feet.

"We're still cleaning the house. I'll get you a bench, my lord, and sit in the yard." Maeda, who was following Jinjian, waved to Cang Lan, then turned and entered the room.

"Is the house dirty? Why are so many people cleaning it up?" After a pause, Cang Lan continued before Jinjian and the others had a conversation, "If it doesn't work, let's clean up a few rooms and come out, let's take a rest first."

"That's not it, we have a good rest—" Jin Jian hugged his lord's waist, and when he was about to rub, he was pulled away by a hand behind him.

"You are covered with dust on Jinjian, don't rub it on the lord!" Yingwan looked at Jinjian with a smile, but she didn't intend to let go of her hand at all.

When Maeda came out with the bench again, he also brought a Hirano, it was a bit strange to see Cang Lan and the others standing at the door.

"My lord, are you not coming in?"

"immediately."

Holding one in each hand, Cang Lan said goodbye to Tsunayoshi Sawada who finally sat up, "Then I'll go back, the house is too messy today, we will visit you again tomorrow."

Sawada Tsunayoshi quickly waved his hand, "It's okay, anyway, we will be at home tomorrow, and you are welcome to come anytime."

"Then, I'll take my leave first." Nodding to Sawada Tsunayoshi and Li Baoen, Cang Lan led the Fusangshen into the door.

Seeing Cang Lan and the others come in, Tsurumaru, who was sitting on the window sill and was cleaning the glass, looked up, "Yo, my lord, it's good to sit outside, it's too messy inside, it's not suitable for wandering around inside."

Hirano even put the stool directly behind Cang Lan, "Master, sit here."

"What are you doing? Don't let me enter the house..." Cang Lan was a little dumbfounded.

"Because my lord is injured, it's better for you to rest well." Maeda stretched out a finger to educate his lord.

Cang Lan put down Maeda's finger, and pinched the upturned nose of the small dagger. "Oh, dare to order me, who gave you the courage?"

"This, it's probably me." A warm voice sounded.

Cang Lan looked up, and saw Yiqi Yizhen holding a rag and looking at him with a smile.

Cang Lan kept quiet, and twitched the corners of her mouth, there was nothing she could do about the erratic Yiqini.

Not seeing the expected reaction from his lord, Yiqi Yizhen sighed with some regret, then lowered his head and began to wipe the floor again.

The difference from having to clean the room when Honmaru was first established is that Cang Lan now has fifty fusangshen.

Fifty fusangshen clean a house, no matter how inefficient they are, the fusangshen clean the house quickly.

Therefore, before Cang Lan was ready, he was pushed in by the Fusangshen to visit the room.

"My lord, this is your room." Zhu Keqie pushed open the door and showed Cang Lan the room they had tidied up.

Cang Lan pointed at the obviously wrong-sized room, and looked at the candle holder with some doubts, "Is this room too big?"

"No, general, it's not big." Yao Yan continued, "Since starting today, five to six people will sleep with you every night."

"Huh?" Cang Lan's eyes widened, "What...what does this mean?"

Karasuma put his arms around his lord's shoulders, "I think lord should still remember that he was injured."

"But..." Isn't that too much?

"No but, this is the early discharge you requested—" Xiao Karasuma leaned slightly, and leaned closer to her lord's ear, her words were full of meaning.

Her ears were itchy from the heat exhaled by Xiao Karasuma, Cang Lan unconsciously shook her body, but still nodded obediently.

"It's fine if you don't have an opinion." Yaken Toshiro retired. "By the way, it is everyone from the Sanjo family who will accompany you to bed tonight."

Do you want such a big lineup as soon as you come up? !Cang Lan was powerless.

"By the way, isn't this house a bit small? From the moment I entered the yard, I wanted to ask... This house can't accommodate us, right? Could it be that you want to change back to the main body and save some space?"

"No, Lord." Hasebe told Cang Lan, "We also bought the one next to it."

"Bingsheng is a small town, and there is no big house that can accommodate 50 people, so we bought two houses and plan to tear down the wall in the middle tomorrow, so that it will be convenient to go back and forth." Ge Xian was on the side Supplementary explanation.

"Is the house over there still not cleaned up? What are you going to do tonight?" Cang Lan frowned.

"The owner of the house over there is in urgent need of money, so he sold the house urgently. The furnishings inside are fairly clean and we don't need to clean it."

"What a coincidence?" Cang Lan raised his eyebrows.

The Fusangshen looked at each other and nodded in unison.

"Well, what a coincidence."

Obviously, Fu Sangshen's worries about their protagonist were not limited to this aspect, and it was only after Cang Lan saw the highlight at the dinner table.

The list was provided by the extensive research on medicine research, and the chef of Honmaru Candlestick cut it himself. A meal in a small ceramic jar with no color, no taste, and no fragrance was delivered to Cang Lan during the meal. .

Even if -->>

Without opening the jar, Cang Lan seemed to be able to see the black smoke coming out of the gap, and swallowed unconsciously. Under the watchful eyes of the Fusangshen, Cang Lan raised her hand with difficulty, and put the jar on the towel. Guy picked it up.

As soon as the jar was opened, Cang Lan unconsciously held his breath due to the smell of the medicine, and took a closer look, and sure enough...

Candlestick smiled embarrassedly, "Because my lord's body is too weak, so Yaoyan discussed with me and chose medicinal diet to nourish your body."

"Yes, even if your wound can't be cured, my lord, you can't just let it flow." Yao Yan scooped up a mouthful of soup with a spoon and handed it to Cang Lan's mouth.

Cang Lan opened his mouth helplessly, and drank the strange soup.

The moment he drank it, Cang Lan even saw several wrinkled faces in shorts.

Seeing his lord taking the first sip with a calm expression, Yaoyan and Candlestick couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"How do you feel, my lord? Are there any areas that need improvement?" Although there was nothing wrong with his lord's face, Candlestick Che still asked.

Cang Lan pursed her lips, looked up at the candlestick, "Guangzhong wants to hear the truth or lies?"

"False?" Candlestick raised his eyebrows.

Cang Lan smiled and gave a thumbs up. “Taste first class!”

Candlestick raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, "It seems that it's not very good..."

"Then I'll change it for you..." After saying that, Candlestick Che started to get up.

"My lord?"

Candlestick looked at Cang Lan who was eating the medicinal food by herself in amazement, a little puzzled.

Cang Lan shook his head and motioned him to sit down.

"How should I put it, medicinal food is something that few people can do well, not to mention that Guangzhong has never been in contact with it before..."

"For me, whether it's medicinal food or medicine, the difference is actually not that big. The left and right are just for curing diseases."

"Whether this thing is useful or not, I accept your wishes."

Just like that, the Fu Sangshen watched as their lord drank all of a can of weird-tasting stuff abruptly.

After finishing drinking, Cang Lan pushed the jar aside, and didn't eat the chicken boiled with medicinal materials in the jar, - after drinking the soup inside, it was already the limit.

Wiping her mouth with a handkerchief, Cang Lan frowned and endured the strange smell in her mouth.

Candlestick Chee smiled, and pushed the meatballs on the plate in front of his lord, "I only drink soup, and my lord will probably be hungry soon, so I'd better eat more."

Cang Lan breathed a sigh of relief, picked up a bunch of meatballs, and swallowed slowly, "Guangzhong's craftsmanship has improved again!"

Candlestick couldn't help but smile, "Then, I'll start."

"I'm going to start."

After eating, Fu Sangshen accompanied his lord for a walk in the yard. Seeing that it was almost time, Yao Yan drove his lord to the second floor to let him rest early.

After a day of tossing around, although Cang Lan was in good spirits, it was obvious that Cang Lan's injured body had already fallen into exhaustion, so Cang Lan fell asleep immediately as soon as she touched the quilt.

The elders of the Santiao family looked at each other, unable to bear to disturb their sleeping lord, the swordsmen other than Jinjian lightly negotiated their positions, and finally Ishikimaru occupied the other side of Canglan, Sanriyue separated Jinjian and his family The protagonist faces each other far away, Xiaohumaru and Yanrong have bad luck, and regrettably sleep on the outermost side.

As the night darkened, the Fusangshen also fell asleep one after another.

"Lan Bo, go to bed quickly, do you hear me!"

"Li Baoen, sleep right away, sleep right away!"

Cang Lan turned over, the quality of sleep was not very good, he was easily disturbed by the movement of the neighbors next to him, and this time was no exception, not to mention that there seemed to be some more urgent incident in the Sawada family, the sound became louder and louder. bigger and bigger.

Unbearable, Cang Lan covered her ears and buried herself in Ishikimaru's arms.

Although Odachi is blind at night, the alertness of the swords does not change whether it is day or night.

Sensing his lord's movement, Ishikimaru sat up, hugged his lord in his arms in the dark, covered his hand with his big palm, and added a layer of sound insulation to his ears.

Shiqiemaru patted his lord's back lightly, and his posture of coaxing the child to sleep was very skillful.

Cang Lan obviously enjoyed this set very much. Ishikirimaru could feel his lord's body gradually relax, and even the hands covering his ears began to lose strength...

After finally coaxing his lord, Shiqie Wan took away his hands, used himself as a human cushion, took his lord to lie down, covered him with a quilt, and began to sleep.

He didn't forget to take away his lord's hand, and directly covered his lord's ears with his own hand, so as to ensure that his lord would not be awakened again.

"Boom—" There was a violent explosion outside the window, not only that, but also accompanied by light.

Although the heavy curtains blocked most of the light, some light still came through.

Even a fool can't fall asleep in this situation, okay? !

Even a soundproof wall can't prevent it, okay? !

Relying on the light from outside the window, Ishikimaru opened his eyes, and sure enough, his master was looking at him with two black eyes wide open.

#At that moment, Ishikimaru wanted to cut someone violently.