Master Swordsmith[Comprehensive]

Brother Yaoyan's interrogator looks so serious.

Wuhutui and Maeda Fujishiro followed Zong Jue's footsteps. The difference in height made them try to raise their heads, but they could only see the light-colored lips and chin of the judge. Zong Jue's lips were thin and slightly There is a bit of coldness and affection in the sip. Although it is not scary, it is also a serious look that children would not dare to be presumptuous when they see it from a distance.

From this, it can be imagined that this lord will not be as easy-talking as Lord Teruhashi, and he must be very strict with swordsmen...

The little knives looked at each other, subconsciously straightened their backs and carefully hid behind Yaken Toshiro, trying to make themselves behave more cutely.

Yaken Toshiro smiled helplessly, rubbed the hair of his younger brothers and whispered: "It's okay."

After getting along for a long time, the younger brothers will know that the judge of God is just a paper tiger, with a cold and fierce face, but actually a soft temper, but in comparison, Song Xiandian, who holds the power of Honmaru's kitchen, is more terrifying... Cough, yes Things that cannot be said, cannot be said.

Zong Jue's Honmaru is located on the top of the mountain. Strictly speaking, the entire mountain is within the range of his spiritual power. If he didn't carry it, he would have to climb up from the foot of the mountain, but if he took it, he could directly reach the inside of the Honmaru.

When Yaken Toshiro first came here, Honmaru directly applied the winter scenery in the seasonal template provided by the Tokino Government. Later, Zong Jue made certain corrections and adjustments based on the spring scenery as the template. After that, he has been used in Honmaru. The scenery after adjustment.

"It's so big..." This was Wuhutui and Maeda Fujishiro's first reaction when they opened their eyes. The location where they settled was the high point of the entire Honmaru. Looking around from here, you can see layers of courtyard walls and countless trees. The fresh colors of the flowers and plants, they were taken directly to the reception room last time. Although it did feel like walking for a long time, it was far less shocking than this overlooking.

Yaoken Fujishiro looked up at Zong Jue's expression, and said very understandingly: "Go and rest first, I will guide them to familiarize themselves with the environment."

To a certain extent, the god judge is the type who loves children very much. He knows that he misses his younger brothers very much, so as soon as he came back from the battle, he was busy contacting the Shizhi government to deal with the contract transfer procedures. He was already very exhausted, but if he didn't speak up, Zong Jue would probably accompany them to the Honmaru if he held on.

As soon as Yaken Toshiro opened his mouth, Wuhutui and Maeda Toshiro, who were a little embarrassed beside Zong Jue, also nodded quickly, and said obediently that they would just follow their brother - indeed, this lord is not a bad person, and he is willing to When Brother Yaoyan killed the former god-inspector, he protected him, but this did not affect the little short knives who were stiff under Zong Jue's cold and tired eyes, as if they had met the dean's students and felt instinctively. awe.

Zong Jue was indeed very tired, not physically, but mentally. This time he was out for a long time. For several years, he had to concentrate and adjust his plan according to the changing situation. It was rare for him to be at ease. It's hard to completely relax after a little rest, and even though their own swordsmen are all fully trained, they are still very fragile in such a dangerous world, especially when the blood is thin and the skin is crispy, and they can only carry one sword armor. He wanted to carry one or two short knives with him every day for fear of anything happening.

The accumulation of subtle exhaustion made him feel extremely bad when he relaxed. He and Ghost Lantern belonged to the kind of people who work so desperately that they can work together without sleep or rest. Like the soul being drawn out, the whole body is powerless and unresponsive. Lying on the bed, he can sleep for three days and three nights without waking up.

As soon as he mentioned sleep, his mind started to stop. Zong Jue leaned down and touched the hair of his clever and sensible little dagger. He felt that he couldn't favor one another and then touched Wuhutui and Maeda Toshiro next to him, and found out from his pocket. I don't know when the fruit candies stuffed in were divided into one piece for each person, and then I yawned and went back to the room to catch up on sleep.

After waking up from sleep, there is still a tough battle to fight. This time, he was exhausted for such a long time. If Ghost Lantern doesn't grant him a leave of absence, he will stay in Yan Modian and won't leave.

Otherwise, go to Tsukiyomi first and return Otsutsuki Kaguya Hime to the original owner. The grievances that were cheated at that time will be vented after a beating. It is useless to keep people in your hands all the time. Occupying space—although Zong Jue felt that Tsukiyomi had probably forgotten about Otsutsuki Kaguya Hime for a long time.

There are as many slave gods in the Night Food Plain as stars twinkling, not to mention the low-level servants created to serve the gods.

Just like Zong Jue actually couldn't remember how many evil spirits and demons he had captured that were imprisoned in Huang Quan.

Yaken Fujishiro looked at the fox ears that came out unconsciously because of excessive exhaustion, he hesitated for a while and kept silent, then turned his head and said to the brothers beside him: "The general has a very good temper, you don't have to be so afraid of him. .”

Wuhutai and Toshiro Maeda, who had their hair rubbed, nodded, and carefully put the candies on their hands.

I always feel a bit reluctant to eat so quickly.

The Honmaru covers a large area and has many buildings, but the scope of actual use is not large. After all, the number of swords and swords Zong Jue has in hand since he took office is the amount that ordinary god-inspectors can obtain in a week. Shiro took his younger brothers along the cobbled path towards the courtyard, and introduced the special features of this hommaru to them in detail.

Especially for the battle missions that are completely different from ordinary god judges, this time it is a special situation that the god judges will bring all the swords together. In most cases, the god judges should still selectively carry two to three swords. A man with a sword and the rest stay at Honmaru, Yaken Toshiro can't guarantee that he can be with his younger brothers every time, of course he should take advantage of the present to pass on his experience.

Everything he said was completely different from Wuhutui and Maeda Toshiro's expectations. He thought that he would be very busy in Shinhonmaru. Just looking at Qiao Xinmei's Honmaru can fully understand how busy a newly established Honmaru is. She is too busy to touch the ground with dozens of swords in her Honmaru, not to mention that Zong Jue's Honmaru has only two swords.

But in fact, the expedition is not needed, the subsidy resources sent by the government of the time can overwhelm the warehouse, and Zong Jue also brought a large stack of paper man shikigami that can be used for laundry and quilts and can be used for farming and feeding horses. It's all voluntary. Although the swords in this pill are fully trained and don't need to be leveled, the speed of advancing the front line on the historical line is anxious, but they don't have the time-retroactive army payment indicators stipulated by the government of time. The last time they played was Song Xian It's time for leveling.

Calculated, the workload of the swordsmen who did not follow Zong Jue was very small, mainly serving as valet to help the interrogator organize documents, or go to Wanwu to buy some daily necessities that were in short supply.

Therefore, it is not uncommon for the industrious little knives to see a row of Xiaohumaru, Mikazuki Zongjin and Tsurumaru sitting in the courtyard corridor holding teacups.

The only strange thing is that the judge who was supposed to go back to his room to rest was sleeping unconsciously on Kokomaru's thigh and wearing Tsurumaru's cloak. The fluffy tail protruding from the hem of his clothes rested on Mikami Tsukimune's lap, Tsurumaru grabbed the tip of his tail and poked it here and there, shaking it twice from time to time.

"I originally wanted to invite the main hall to drink tea together." Sanri Yuezong explained with a smile, "As a result, he fell asleep before the tea was poured into the main hall."

Mikazuki Sokami's former god-inspector, Seri Awashima, code-named Red Bean Sand, signed a short-term employment contract with the Tokino Government. After the end of the contract, he stayed in the Tokino Government to wait for the second match even if he had no master sword. Zong Jue's loan can be regarded as a running-in with the God Judge before signing the contract, but since the God Judge is reasonable, the task of going out to the battle is interesting and there is no mandatory insider, he readily accepted Zong Jue as his new judge after the battle was over. God takes office.

"The main hall is so deep asleep that it's hard to move it." Xiaohuwan pinched Zong Jue's ear on his head quietly, and said sternly, "So let him fall asleep like this first."

Yaken Toshiro looked at Tsurumaru who was teasing the little tiger of the Five Tigers with the tip of Zongjue's tail, and sighed helplessly, "The general is already very tired, you will be angry if you toss about Songxiandian so much."

The initial knives are very protective of the gods. It is not a wise choice to offend Kasen Kanesada casually without Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada.

"Ge Xian won't see it in the kitchen." Tsurumaru bent down and hugged a little tiger in his arms. The warm touch of the fluff made the smile on his face a little softer. The five tigers behind Kento Shiro retreated and waved, "Want to come over and touch it together, the tail of the main hall is not easy to touch."

Wu Hutui looked at Zong Jue's serious face even when he was asleep, and shook his head repeatedly.

"Hey...do you want to try it?" Tsurumaru tilted his head and looked at Maeda Toshiro again, "It feels super comfortable."

Maeda Toshiro hesitated while grabbing the corner of Yaken Toshiro's clothes, unable to resist the temptation to get close to the god judge, he looked up to see Yaken Toshiro, the older little dagger patted his younger brother's mushroom head encouragingly, mouth Li said: "The general's tail is very sensitive, you have to touch it gently."

Encouraged by his brother, Moshi of Awataguchi dagger stepped forward with courage, stretched out his hand cautiously, first touched the big fluffy and dry tail tentatively, then put his hand on it with a little more force.

It's not so smooth and delicate to the touch, but it has a slightly tough and powerful feel that makes people feel very at ease. The small short knife couldn't put it down and touched it again, and turned to greet the timid Wuhutui to come over and try it.

"What are you doing?" Imakens—the big shoulders were sitting on the small ones—came together, and the crisp laughter of the little tengu could be heard from a distance, because he obediently wrote the review of Yoshitsune and did not Scolding him, and taking care of his safety, he praised his handwriting for getting better and better, which caused the little tengu to be quite excited recently.

Thanks to Zong Jue, who was so tired that he couldn't wake up from the sound of thunder, and he didn't have much defense against the swordsmen. Otherwise, Zong Jue would have given them a lesson by knocking their heads one by one for their posture of queuing up and touching their tails.

But thanks to this, Zong Jue had countless nightmares in which he was beaten with his tail pressed down when he was still a child, and he woke up the next day with a splitting headache.

If he likes to take care of his fur like Tianhu, he will find that a piece of his tail is obviously sunken, and then he knows that the nightmare last night was not caused by his poor sleeping position.

But it doesn’t matter if he doesn’t know, the swordsmen who were caught by Utasen Kanesada when they gathered the crowd and plucked their hair—except for the seduced newcomers Wuhutai and Maeda Toshiro—all of them will face the fate of eating grass for half a month .

Honosuke, who didn't know what happened at all, relied on his intuition to give up the habit of coquettishly asking Kasen Kanesada for a plate of fried tofu as an extra meal, and squatted obediently by the god-inspector's table without saying a word.

Zong Jue looked at the emerald green table and didn't say anything, but told Ge Xian Jianding to come in and wait for him later.

In the last world, the world’s song celestial being Kanesadama’s name remained in history, not to mention he became a model of civil servants, the kind that would be painted and offered. The continuous power of faith exceeded the limit that the spirit could bear. Although Zong Jue helped him to channel Part of it has been eaten but the rest needs to be digested slowly. That is to say, Kasen Kanesada’s current state is as uncomfortable as eating too much, and he is not in a good mood. Since his own sword can’t wait to die, consider Zong Jue remained silent when it came to his initial knife mood.

After all, wild stems are carnivores.

The author has something to say:

It’s great to gather people to pluck their hair [sigh]

[Xiaohumaru: Why did you let the daggers touch the tail of the main hall?

Tsurumaru: The main hall spoils children so much, if the knives act like a baby, they will be willing to show their tails often

Kasen Kanesada: [:)]]