The Decathlon of the God Judge[Comprehensive]

"You guys, shut up!"

Due to the annoyed look on his lord's face, all the fusangshen also shut up obediently, trying to reduce their sense of existence.

"Turn around, face the wall!"

"Ah?" Fu Sangshen looked at their lord with some grievances.Do you have to face the wall and think about it?

"Ah what!" Cang Lan stared.

Cang Lan finally breathed a sigh of relief seeing the Fu Sangshen turning around obediently, picked up the trousers that were placed beside her, and planned to put them on for herself.

This... how do you wear it?

After a few seconds of silence, Cang Lan's eyes flashed across the backs of the mourning gods.

"Hasebe, come here!"

The fusangshen who heard their lord's voice turned their heads in unison.

"Others, don't move!" Cang Lan stomped her feet angrily.

However, it was obviously a little late to say this sentence, because all the fusangshen who turned around saw the pants in their lord's hands.

"My lord, can't you wear it? Let's help you!"

Confidently finding a reason for himself not to continue facing the wall, the Fusangshen walked towards their lord.

Cang Lan's eyes widened. At that moment, he felt that he had really become a molested woman from a good family.

Seeing his lord, who was completely ignorant of others, gave all Fu Sangshen some headaches.What if I accidentally tease too much?

Candlestick raised his hand and stroked his lord's head, intending to comfort him.As a result, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he was knocked off by his own master and thrown aside.

Withdrawing his hand that didn't feel any pain at all, Zhu Keqie shrugged helplessly towards the fusangshen behind him.

This is how to do?The Fu Sangshen looked at each other.

Xiao Karasuma sighed, took out a stuffed red envelope from his arms, and walked in front of his lord.

"For the sake of the lucky money, my lord should not be angry with my father, right?"

Cang Lan raised his head, looked at the red stuff dangling in front of his eyes, stretched out his hand and grabbed it into his pocket.

"Let's say it first, I don't want it if I don't have enough money!"

Hearing the obvious coquettishness in his lord's tone, all Fu Sangshen breathed a sigh of relief.It's good not to be really angry...

The red envelopes are easy to discuss, anyway, when they heard that their lord wanted a red envelope, which one of the Fusangshen didn't spend their own money and tried to stuff small judgments into the red envelope.

For example, the paper red envelopes sold in Wanwu are obviously not enough for small items.Fu Sangshen also spent a lot of thought in order to stuff more small judgments in it.

For example, the one given by Karasuma was covered with a layer of red cloth on top of the box containing Xiaopan, and the capacity of the box was also very eye-catching.

Others include the super-large thickened paper red envelope stuffed with small pans similar to the Lion King, the little golden dragon stuffed in the red envelope by Da Juli, and Tsurumaru Kuninaga's... ah, he gave Cang Lan a one that can spit out The beckoning cat of gold coins, in order to conform to the meaning of the red envelope, specially wrapped the gold coins one by one with red paper, and turned into a beckoning cat that can spit out red envelopes... the beckoning cat.

Among them, the most distinctive one is Hakata Toshiro.He directly put a piece of paper into the red envelope.The amount that Cang Lan can withdraw is written on it, which is similar to the use of modern checks.In his words, it is:

"I just came to Honmaru and don't have much savings, so if you use this, the lord can directly ask me to exchange it in the future, as much as you want."

After listening, Cang Lan was very moved and accepted the blank paper.

The hardest thing to beat is to press and cut the long valley.Because he used the box to put his own body in, the gaps in the box were filled with small pens.At that time, Cang Lan was shocked when she opened the box.

"Master, if you don't have enough money, you can just pawn my main body and use it."

Cang Lan accepted the small sentence in the box very touched, and refused to cut Hasebe's body with a smile.

After receiving a round of red envelopes, the Fusangshens successfully smoothed out the blown hair on their lord's head.

Cang Lan, who received the red envelopes with a happy face, decided to take a break at halftime, have a meal first, to make himself happier for a while, and was talking about receiving gifts.

That's right, as the lord who pays the mourning gods, Cang Lan obviously has sufficient expectations of how unreliable the gifts of the mourning gods are.

On the dinner table, Candlestick cut put a bowl of soba broth with soy sauce in front of Cang Lan.

Cang Lan tilted his head and stared at the clean noodles with only a few scallions floating in the bowl for a long time, then looked up at the candlestick cut, with a subtle look of pity in his eyes, "Are there any other dishes?"

Candlestick couldn't help but look at his lord with a smile, and shook his head. "There were also marinated eggs, but you don't like that, my lord, so..."

Helpless, Cang Lan had no choice but to pick up the chopsticks, took one out from the middle, put it in his mouth and chewed a few mouthfuls.The taste is not bad?

&nbs-->>

p;However, Candlestick Cutting and they originally planned to let their lord taste it, which means that it is just a traditional process.

So, when Cang Lan picked up the chopsticks and was about to eat the second one, Ge Xian took the chopsticks from her lord's hand from the side.Looking down, Candlestick Che had already taken the bowl in front of him with a smile.

With a question mark on Cang Lan's head, he looked first at Candlestick Cut, then at Song Xian, not knowing why.

"My lord, buckwheat noodles are not easy to digest, so it's better to eat less." The medicine researcher who is in charge of my lord's body explained my lord's doubts.

"Then what should I eat?" When saying these words, the Fusangshen could feel the bitterness in their lord's heart.

Yiqi Yizhen smiled and put a plate of saury that had been picked out in front of her lord from behind Cang Lan. Cang Lan raised his head and smacked his lips at Yiqi Yizhen's smiling face.

"What's the matter, lord?" Hasebe, who was pressing and cutting, was walking over with a plate of tofu, and saw a dissatisfied expression on his lord's face.

Grasping Yiqi Yizhen's hand on the plate, Cang Lan shook his head at Hasebe.

Hasebe, who didn't quite understand the meaning of his master, put down the plate inexplicably, found his own seat and sat down.

On the contrary, after being caught by the hand, Yizheng sat down behind Cang Lan very understandingly, encircling his lord's not-so-big body within his legs, and picked up the chopsticks on the table with the other hand And the small bowl, began to add vegetables to Cang Lan.

"Eat more of this." Yiqi Yizhen put a piece of fish into Cang Lan's bowl.

"Well, it's better for the main hall to eat less." Yiqi Yizhen took a piece of iron plate tofu with red chili on it from Cang Lan's bowl, and put it into his mouth.

"Don't just eat, but also drink more soup." Yiqi shook the miso soup on the table, stirred it a few times with a spoon, and then fed it directly to his lord's mouth.

Cang Lan: ...

"I don't remember you being so wordy before, Yi Qi Ni." Cang Lan dragged his cheeks, chewed a few mouthfuls of rice, raised his head and said to Yi Qi.

"That's because the lord was not so young before, but now at the age of the lord, he pays more attention to eating." While talking, he fed another piece of fish to Cang Lan, this time it was directly fed to Cang Lan. mouth.

The reason is that their master's hands are not very dexterous for holding chopsticks.Unlike the previous teenage body, the five-year-old protagonist has a pair of not-so-big hands.Originally, the skeleton of the protagonist was smaller than others, and his hands were not very big when he was a teenager. When he was five years old, his hands became smaller again.Under such circumstances, although Cang Lan can pick up things with chopsticks, it is obviously very difficult.

The Fusangshen, who couldn't see any effort from their lord, naturally took the lead and started feeding their lord directly.

Feeling the thoughtfulness of Fu Sangshen from his family, Cang Lan put down his chopsticks and began to enjoy with peace of mind.

"Speaking of which, there is still a custom of visiting worship during the New Year in Japan, but there are no shrines or temples here, so there is no way to complete this custom. I have to say, it is a pity." Ishikirimaru stopped his chopsticks and started the topic.

"Yes, yes, yes, I heard that you can ring the bell in the temple to make a wish, that's very magical—" Yingwan answered with a very excited tone.

Cang Lan puffed out her cheeks, chewing hard on what was in her mouth, and when she heard this, she slurred her speech: "Muds give alms deep, Ye Yao will renew his fate!"

Yiqi picked up the cup next to him and gave Cang Lan a sip of water. "Main hall, you have to finish eating what's in your mouth before speaking."

With the help of Yiqi Yizhen, Cang Lan finally swallowed the thing in his mouth with a long sigh of relief.

"My lord, didn't I tell you? Don't eat in such a hurry..." Candlestick frowned and looked at his lord.

Cang Lan blinked, trying to get away with it.

Candlestick smiled helplessly, following the pace of his lord. "So, what did my lord want to say at that time?"

"I want to say, isn't wishing generally made to the gods? Then, logically speaking, aren't you also a member of the gods? So..." Cang Lan couldn't help but paused at this point, and looked at it with a smile. The Fusangshen who listened carefully to what he said.

"Should I make a wish to you?"

The Fu Sangshen were stunned for a moment, and looked at each other a few times, all of them couldn't help but smile.

Mustache raised one corner of his mouth, looked at his master, and spoke slowly.

"So, what wish does the lord want us to realize?"

"Then I have to think about it. After all, after passing this village, there will be no such shop." Cang Lan began to run his brain at high speed.

In the first phase, he nodded his lord's little head, and with a warm smile, he said to his lord word by word. "My lord, you don't have to think so hard now. We are not the gods in the temple who only occasionally listen to the wishes of the believers."

"Your wish, no matter when, we will listen and we are always ready to make it come true for you."

"So, I earned it."