Master Swordsmith[Comprehensive]

Because of this reckless and thoughtless behavior, Yaoken Fujishiro was punished by the judge with a [-]-word self-criticism and a one-week intermission. Explain clearly to Zong Jue.

Zong Jue had only read the documents related to the case before and never asked Yaoken Fujishiro for more information, although he was very clear about how many vague loopholes there were in that document—the current world and Huang Quan covered up the stains There is probably not much difference between the methods used—but he only knew about it, but never delved into it, allowing those loopholes and doubts to be buried in the pile of old papers, gradually becoming old things that no one will mention again.

Since he didn't want to mention his little dagger, he wouldn't ask, because he could always protect him, so it would be boring to ask too many questions.

But if Yaken Toshiro wants to talk, he will also prepare tea and snacks, sit beside Yaken Toshiro and listen carefully to the long passage, and he will digress from time to time, without the concise and concise report style of Xiaodao at all. Touch the top of Yaken Toshiro's head at the right time to give him some courage to continue talking.

Strictly speaking, in fact, Yaken Toshiro doesn't think he has experienced any thrilling events. It can even be said that his story is quite old-fashioned--good luck, not very good temper, low spiritual power, and eager for quick success Those who are bound by the contract, unable to resist themselves, the sword that can't be shaken and shattered, and all kinds of threats and tortures, just like all the Honmaru banned by the government of time, are old-fashioned in the vast dossier It can't stir up any splashes. The only thing to watch is that the former god judge is from a family of high-ranking officials in the current government. Only then can he have the energy to fight for commutation of her sentence again and again, so that she will not be crippled like those seniors. Spent the rest of his life in prison.

"In fact, her punishment should have been heavier." Yaken Toshiro said, "If I continue to pursue it, maybe it will really make her spend eight or ninety years in prison."

However, he gave up pursuing the investigation and allowed the originally extremely heavy punishment to be reduced and reduced again and again, until finally the deprivation of the identity of the inquisitor and several years of social services were left without pain.

Zong Jue understood, "Deal?"

Yaken Toshiro nodded.

The people of that family made a deal with him. He gave up pursuing the crimes of the former judge. In exchange, he would arrange the best way out for them according to the ideas of the remaining sword men in the pill. For government work, those who want to recognize the master will also find an innocent and suitable judge to take over, and the order of the transaction with Yaken Toshiro is that the other side first fulfills the promise Yaken Toshiro and then gives up the pursuit.

"At that time, everyone...many of them showed signs of being dark." Yaken Toshiro held the teacup in both hands, "but all the channels for getting treatment have been cut off."

It is impossible to just expect him to choose to give up because of the benefits they promised. In addition to the temptation, there is also coercion. It goes without saying that he will use the name of review to sever the connection between Yaken Toshiro and other swords of Honmaru. Withholding the necessary supplies and treatment materials, using various reasons to delay the trial time, if Yaken Toshiro refuses, the swords of Honmaru will only be dragged to the end of the dark fall by the lengthy and lengthy trial procedure, and the government of time is very strict with the dark fall Swords have always been dealt with by swords.

——The most critical of those swords is the short sword of Awataguchi's school. Although there are only five tigers left besides Yaken Toshiro, there are only two short swords left by Heping Notoshiro, but it is enough as a bargaining chip to make Yaken Toshiro honest Bow your head and give in.

"Actually, I just lost." Yaoken Fujishiro murmured. He personally escaped the nightmare that may still be lingering and lingering. The great sense of guilt and mental pressure made him completely There is no way to face the people in this pill, they were so looking forward to the punishment that the woman should be punished, but in the end he just gave up, bowed his head like a coward and chose to admit defeat.

He knew that most of the people in Honmaru were arranged to go to different Honmaru, or they were newly appointed young god judges, and the highly skilled swordsmen would be the center of Honmaru for a long time, or they had been in office for a long time and had a good reputation. The god judges are not particularly pursuing rarity or being confused by the outstanding appearance of the sword man, they can treat every sword strike in this pill fairly and rationally, and in the few few contacts afterwards, everyone seems to agree He has slowly come out of the haze, but this does not reduce his guilt by half, and even makes him more trapped in it, not knowing how to break free.

No one blamed him, only he was blaming himself, even though he knew that he had made the best and only choice under the circumstances, he still couldn't escape the heavy sense of guilt.

Zong Jue carried the short knife into his arms, stroked his hair kindly and tolerantly, and said, "The five tigers retreated to Tsurumaru, do you want to bring him some snacks?"

The self-regulation ability of his own small knife is very good, too much comfort and intervention will become an additional source of psychological pressure, and it is usually enough to wait for him to calm down by himself.

"Tsuramaru-den..." Yaken Toshiro had already put his hand on the plate of snacks, and suddenly seemed to be stunned by something, and after repeating Tsurumaru's name twice, he stood up abruptly as if sitting on a nail board After rushing out, Zong Jue could hear him calling for Fox's help from a long distance away.

Sure enough, he was still a child, frizzy.Zong Jue picked up the snacks and went out to Tsurumaru's residence.

When guests come, they must be treated well, otherwise it will appear that he, the host, is too rude.

It's definitely not because Kasen Kanesada's face is terrifying like an evil ghost in hell, and Zong Jue doesn't want to face it in a short time.

In Wu Hutui's eyes, the two sitting in front of him seemed to be more terrifying than the evil spirits in hell.

He cautiously looked to the left, Tsurumaru in black lazily tilted his head and looked at him, Liu Lihong's eyes were half-closed, which made him tremble in fright, and he quickly looked back.

He cautiously looked to the right again. The oversized Jinjian was sitting upright, full of deterrence without saying a word, so that Wuhu Tui, who had played well with Xiaojinjian in Honmaru, could not say a word. I put drinks and snacks, but I dare not even put my hands on the table.

Fortunately, no one came to persuade him so enthusiastically. The silence in the room was terribly silent. Tsurumaru was exhausted by Koima Ken, and now he was drowsy with hot cocoa in his arms. The male spurred the little tengu to study hard, both of them are the typical type that can be included in the "least want to visit other people's house", and the relatively common-sense Kasen Kanesada is preparing dinner in a fit of anger, chopping the chopping block There was a crackling sound, and even Zong Jue knew to walk around the kitchen far away to avoid getting into trouble.

As for Xiaohuwan and Yaolang who are studying Zong Jue's forging manuscript, they won't be free to entertain guests in a short time.

But from another perspective, in such an environment where no one cares about him, it is more reassuring for the five tigers to retreat. He raised his hand and pulled up the mask on his face so that the mask could completely cover his lower half. Face.

No, it's not because of the scars left by the injury. For the sword man, there is no injury that cannot be healed by the hands of the gods. There is a kind of injury that cannot be healed by hand. It is not a wound left by external injury, but a wound left by the inside. The sword man himself was stabbed by the dark side of his heart. Cannot be undone.

When that kind of wound appeared on the sword god, it also means that the dark fall has shifted from the early stage to the mid-stage development.

The initial dark fall can be reversed, but in the middle stage, the dark fall can only control the speed of development through various means, and the marks stabbed by oneself will remain on the body forever, like a time bomb that will be detonated at any time. It needs a little spark to explode, and everything around it will be wiped out.

So Wu Hutui has been careful not to let others see this trace, he doesn't like the look of surprise, pity and fear in his eyes at all.

Zong Jue handed a piece of dim sum to Wu Hutui, and Wuhutui hesitated for a moment——Brother Yaoyan’s god-inspector, it should be fine—he thought so, carefully pulled down the mask and quickly stuffed the snack into it He quickly adjusted the mask with his mouth. During this process, Zong Jue could clearly see the gloomy dark lines clinging to the lower half of his face, like vines intertwined and entangled on Wu Hutui's face.

"It's growing." Zong Jue stretched out his hand to caress Wu Hutui's cheek, "But you can already control it."

The five tigers retreated uncomfortably and turned sideways, whispering: "I have taken the medicine and went to the doctor on time, the new master, the master hall also takes good care of me."

It seems bloody to say so, but the natural enemy of the dark fall is love. As long as there is enough love to irrigate, the dark fall will fall into a long-term sleep state like the snake in winter, waiting to be awakened by the dark and desperate spring , growing unbridled again.

The cessation of the spread of the dark fall shows that Wuhu Tui is indeed loved by his new judge, and is indeed warmed by that love.

"The main hall!" Xiao Jinjian, who had run off somewhere to play, jumped in with a dead leaf on his head, "The god judge who retired from the five tigers came to pick him up!"

Little Tengu's tone was brisk and cute, "She's a big beauty!"

He didn't lie, the new judge of the Five Tigers is indeed a beautiful woman with bright eyes and white teeth, even if she is only wearing the simplest dress with long hair and no makeup, it is enough to set off most of the women in this world who think they are beautiful She became a vulgar fan, and the fragrance and beauty that came out of her bones faintly shrouded her like a halo, and her frown and smile became her own scenery.

Even now that she was staring at Zong Jue in shock with her mouth wide open without any image, her charming charm was not damaged in the slightest.

"Zong... Zong Zong Zong Zong teacher...!" The clear girly voice yelled, startling the birds resting on the tree outside the door.

Zong Jue put down his teacup and nodded with a smile, "Good day, Zhaoqiao."

He said a long time ago that one of his sub-jobs is a teacher—an art teacher in the high school of PK Academy.

The good salary also allows him to take leave and absent from work every three days, which can be said to be a unique good job.