The Decathlon of the God Judge[Comprehensive]

Although Cang Lan really felt that communication was very troublesome, in fact, Huqiri's guess was half right.

The sense of world exclusion that I often feel when performing tasks is not an illusion, but a common problem that every world consciousness will have.It's like a tiger would occupy a mountain and become king. For the consciousness of the world, this is his territory, and if the breath of other worlds appears inexplicably, they will of course be upset.Even if that person is a guest he invited to solve the problem.

If the consciousness of the world is compared to their common head of the family in modern life, Cang Lan's role is equivalent to the master invited by them to repair things.I give you money, and you fix things for me.It's just a deal after all.The only difference is probably only their attitude towards the repair workers they specially invited.

Cang Lan knew it well.Therefore, there are many reasons for his reluctance to communicate with others too much, but there is only one fundamental reason.

——Whether it is the consciousness of the world or the aborigines of the world, they are just passers-by.Even if you are a passerby, why should you be nostalgic...

Calculating carefully, he has been performing missions for ten thousand years, and it is considered lucky that he got such a group of Fusangshen to accompany him from his "boss".He has experienced too many things, and he didn't ask for much in this life, so this is already very good.

Of course, some things still have to be said.

Cang Lan raised his head slowly, looked at Mustache, and slowly uttered such a sentence. "Although there are so many of you, it is not surprising that there are various ideas. However, I hope that there will be no disagreement, especially because of me."

Mustache slowly broke into a smile, knelt down and held his lord's delicate face, which was not too big, with his palms, looked at him, and responded to his lord's worries seriously like an oath: "No, it's just a little It’s just a disagreement. Even if we have differences due to unknown reasons, we will definitely reconcile because of you.”

Cang Lan nodded slightly, "That's good."

After finishing speaking, Cang Lan took another step forward, different from Fu Sangshen's angry and worried mood, Cang Lan's tone was very calm.

"Since you know each other, take care of him."

"Of course." Mitreya took a step forward, stuffing the jar on the table into the coral's bag, smiling awkwardly.

Jin Jian jumped in front of Cang Lan, intentionally or unintentionally separated from the mustache, and moved to the side of his lord with a cheerful tone, breaking the somewhat heavy atmosphere.

"My lord, they don't know where that Naraku is~"

Cang Lan, who understood Jin Jian's subtext, laughed, "That's better than our own black eyes. So, maybe you can give us some clues to analyze?"

Kagome Higurashi and Inuyasha looked at each other and nodded cautiously.

Maitreya and Coral breathed a sigh of relief.The powerful fusangshen are not under their control, and it is a good thing for them now that they have a rope that can tie them.

Imai led Canglan and sat down against the wall, and the corner of his mouth curled up behind him, and he shrugged and sat next to Kemaru, listening to their analysis with a smile that was not a smile.

After listening to Inuyasha and the others, and after thinking about it, Cang Lan asked, holding his cheek, "It sounds like this Naraku belongs to the mouse? And... are you under his surveillance?"

Is it a rat?The Fusangshen held back their laughter.

"Ah."

Even though he was unwilling, Inuyasha had to admit that Naraku was really cunning, and they couldn't find him for the time being.

"In that case, then, please give me more advice."

In the first phase, he shook his head and looked at his lord. "It seems that the lord already has an idea..."

Cang Lan looked up, "I can't talk about the idea, but it's better to act together than we alone. And they have been under surveillance for a long time, if something unexpected happens, how difficult is it to ask him to show up?"

Mustache understood, "And we are now this unexpected."

Cang Lan slightly bent his mouth.This feeling of knowing what he is thinking with a little reminder is really not bad.

"Then, we will start tomorrow according to the original plan, so you..." Kagome Higurashi looked at Cang Lan hesitantly.

Cang Lan nodded slightly. "We'll be ready tomorrow."

It was night, and Cang Lan took off his outer coat for Cang Lan, and wiped his master's face with a hot towel. "The main hall, the conditions are limited, tonight...ah, no, I may have to be wronged recently, so I can only wipe it off."

"It's okay." Cang Lan smiled, kicked off the shoes on her feet, and sat down cross-legged.

Facing his lord, Keimaru, who was making the bed, turned his head and looked at his lord.

"My lord, you -->>

Is your hair a bit long? "

Cang Lan froze for a moment, stroked her neck-shattered hair and replied: "It seems so..."

He has been out of the cursed state, and he is wearing his real shell, and his physiological state will gradually change...

"Is there anyone in Honmaru who knows how to get a haircut?" Jin Jian asked, flicking the ponytail on the back of his head.

"..."

The rest of the Fusangshen fell silent.

They are Fusangshen, and the length of their hair will not change, so where is the need for this kind of craftsmanship...

Seeing the embarrassment of Fu Sangshen at home, Cang Lan explained: "It's okay, it's okay, you can practice your hands with me first."

"No, no, Lord Hall, regarding this matter, it's better for us to be more professional." In case of poor craftsmanship, let your lord go out with his hair like a dog gnawing..., that's really a tragedy.

"But now, where can you find a more professional person to cut my hair..." Cang Lan sighed quietly.

This is a very practical question, especially when they have a very secluded lord and it's the Sengoku period, which is totally unrefined.

"Besides, I also want to enjoy your craftsmanship. I can't ask me to find a place to cut my hair when I perform tasks in the future." Cang Lan spread his two little hands, and the words he said were very reasonable .

The Fusangshen were speechless.

Candlestick Che picked up Saya's body that was placed in the room and approached his lord.Yes, they are going to cut their lord's hair with a short knife.

The reason for choosing short knives is that scissors were only mass-produced in the Edo period of Japan. That is to say, scissors were extremely rare in the Warring States period where they lived.At least Granny Feng doesn't have one here.

Therefore, the only things at hand are the bodies of the two short knives, Xiaoye Zuowen and Jinjian.

Seeing the hair cutting tool in Candlestick Cut's hand, Cang Lan's heart is very complicated.The famous knife was used to cut... cut his hair?What a stressful way to use it!

Cang Lan raised his forehead, feeling a sense of guilt welling up in his heart.Fu Sangshen's train of thought always goes astray, could it be that he learned from him?You can go back and cut with scissors!

Thinking of this, Cang Lan also planned to say something, but before he could say anything, Candlestick cut put down the short knife in his hand, and said to him discouragedly: "My lord, the knife is too close to you, I can't do it."

Cang Lan also involuntarily breathed a sigh of relief, turned to cut the candlestick and said, "Guangzhong, we can wait until we get back to cut it, we don't need to be so anxious."

"However, my lord used to hold his hair while eating grilled fish." Like her brother Jiang Xuezuo, Xiao Ye is also a very careful type in some respects.

After saying this, Xiao Ye stared at her lord very seriously.

Not only careful, but also stubborn.

Cang Lan raised his hands to express his surrender.

Helpless, Candlestick can only approach his lord's head again.However, the closer he was to his lord's head, the more dangerous Candlestick felt.

"My lord, don't move around, I'm afraid of hurting you." Candlestick cut off the hand he was planning to move, and held down his lord's head which moved secretly.

Cang Lan twisted her neck, avoiding Candlestick's hand, turned her head, and looked at Candlestick very seriously, "I want to ask you a question, Guangzhong?"

"Excuse me." Candlestick cut put down the dagger in his hand, and went to the side of his lord, ready to listen to his opinion.Deep down in his heart, he had already given up on cutting his lord's hair.

Although he is very familiar with knives because he often works in the kitchen, his hands are still steady, but when he thinks of cutting his lord's hair with the same method as cutting green peppers and tomatoes, Candlestick Cut feels that something is not right.

My lord's head can't be eaten, why should he, a chef, do it? !

Although Candlestick was most worried about this issue, Cang Lan was very confident that he would not hurt herself.So, what he asked was another very constructive question.

"Have you got a hat for me yet?"

"..."

Candlestick Che couldn't help laughing out loud, rubbing the head of the head of the family's lord, "Don't worry, lord, we won't cut it anymore. Holding a knife is still too dangerous, and it's not as convenient as scissors, so let's go back and cut it."

"Before then, I think my lord, you don't mind if we tidy up your hair a little bit?"

Cang Lan tilted her head, a little confused.

So, on the second day, what Inuyasha and the others saw was Cang Lan with a small knot stuck on his head.