Time passed slowly, and Ying Zheng strolled along the route to Honmaru unhurriedly. Although everything in Honmaru was presented in his mind, he still preferred to observe it with his eyes.

Because of the god judge, Honmaru is nourished by spiritual power, but in a short period of time, the barren land began to be green, and some tender grass visible to the naked eye emerged, and the lakeside not far away The surface of the water also began to flow, making a slight sound.

It was already dark.

Ying Zheng only looked at half of it, and then walked forward, just in time for the entrance of the hall.

There was no one at the door, and through the light, many figures could be seen inside.

open the door.

A group of people gathered inside the door looked over, their eyes flustered for a while, and then calmed down quickly.

He stood at the door, watching the attitude of the swordsmen.

"Master Zheng" Sanri Yuezong was the first to react, and he said respectfully, after he finished speaking, the other swords also responded, and they all responded in a low voice.

In the room, the swordsmen greeted each other: "Master Zheng."

Ying Zheng nodded, indicating that he understood.

He raised his feet and walked towards the front of the table in the hall, where he could see the whole hall, came to the table, sat down, there was no sound at all, the black robe fell silently, the man's back was straight, and his posture was perfect.

The hand was placed on the long table, the joints were distinct, the black of the long table was in stark contrast to the white of the hand, and he tapped lightly on the surface of the table, making a dull sound.

The swords were quieter.

They all raised their heads and looked at the man in the black robe leading them.

Many swords murmured in their hearts. They just saw the whole movement of the god judge, including the perfect sitting posture. Although it is different from Japanese etiquette, it is equally elegant. .

It looks like this.

The Yuejun said that the god judge was the ruler of an ancient country, indeed he was not lying.

Sanri Yue Zongjin and California Qingguang exchanged a look.

That's right, because Wang Yue has a criminal record here, the swordsmen hold a negative attitude towards his words, whether they are true or not, they are false.

"...This is troublesome." Sanri Yue Zongjin had an elegant smile on his face, but there was no smile in his eyes. On the contrary, California Qingguang read a trace of solemnity from his whispered words.

As the sword of Heianjing, he has turned over many masters, many of whom are nobles.

He naturally knew how difficult those nobles and rulers were.

It is impossible for a group of dark and crazy swordsmen to be this person's opponent, and San Riyue felt a little uneasy in her heart.

Without revealing anything on his face, his mind quickly turned to think about how to solve it.

In fact, his hunch was correct.

The mind has not yet thought about it, but the memory has already begun.

The man in front of the table has deep eyebrows, broad shoulders, black sleeves taken off the table, glanced at the hall, and said calmly: "Is everything here?"

Sanri Yuezong smiled and said, "Yes, Mr. Zheng."

Ying Zheng nodded.

Look around.

The number of swordsmen below the hall is definitely not small.

While looking at it, he checked the knife account in his mind. When he saw a knife, he identified it according to its characteristics. Fortunately, his memory was not bad, and he could almost match it from memory.

It was probably due to the personality of the last judge. The knives left behind were all very strong. Although they sat silently in the hall, each of them exuded a strong killing intent.

Most of them are Dao and Tai Dao,

Short knives are almost nonexistent.

The only short sword Wuhu Tui was a freshman Daojian. Seeing the leader Ying Zheng, he hid behind California Qingguang.

"I am the owner of this pill, Zheng!" Ying Zheng said while sitting in front of the table calmly, looking away.

"Since only a few of you saw me, I proposed this evening's meeting to Mikayue Zongjin."

As soon as these words came out, all the swords and swords looked towards Sanri Yuezong, who was at the front.

The fan in Sanri Yuezong's hand covered the lower half of his face, and his eyes were exposed, giving the swordsmen a calm look.

The swords are obedient.

Sanri Yuezong turned his eyes to Ying Zheng and couldn't help asking, "You won't buy it for us, will you?"

The spiritual power is not gentle at all, it is very eerie.

Not to mention healing the sword with this kind of spiritual power, I am afraid that just after the spiritual power is transferred to the sword, the sword will explode by itself in the next second.

Yingzheng simply didn't care about the sword of this Honmaru, but it was just a knife.

He said lightly: "I discussed this matter with Wang Yue. I am not going to buy it for you. The space-time government will send someone to send a machine over."

"The machine will store spiritual power, and it can be used for a long time after a successful transmission."

"In order to cooperate with the machine, there will be other judges coming."

Hearing this, California Qingguang also couldn't help but said: Is that Yuejun a trustworthy person? "

Ying Zheng said calmly, "If I say no, I won't."

His tone was very calm but revealed an unquestionable attitude, and the listeners felt inexplicably that what he said was correct.

The swords put their hearts back in their stomachs, and continued to listen respectfully.

"I've finished talking about spiritual power. Do you have any questions?" Ying Zheng said with a slumped face. He looked like he was giving a report at a meeting, and all his actions were serious.

In fact, he did not know where to take out a notebook in his hand.

The curious eyes of the swords below stayed on it more than once, and then they were afraid of being discovered, so they took a hasty glance and retracted.

As soon as this was said, they had no problem.

The Swords originally accepted the new judge to cure the problem. As long as the problem can be solved and the brother can be saved, Higiri was the first to agree and nodded.

Seeing that they didn't have any doubts, Ying Zheng put his eyes on the paper in his hand and continued to look at the point of his next meeting.

The words written on the paper - about the treasury.

He withdrew his gaze, coughed lightly, and said, "The next thing is the second question, about the funds in this pill."

"Funds?" Miri Yue Zongjin looked a little embarrassed,

Of course he knew how many small judges were left in this pill. In fact, there was nothing valuable in this pill, except that their swords could still fight, nothing else.

He was stunned for a moment when he heard the judge say that.

I also heard about other swords. Except for the swords that don’t pay attention to the operation of Honmaru at all, most of the other swords that have only been in contact with Honmaru know the situation in Honmaru. The current Honmaru, uh, is very poor.

Many of them showed indescribable expressions on their faces, their eyes couldn't help wandering away, and they didn't dare to look at the new judge above them because of their guilty conscience.

how to say?

In the space-time government, even the new Honmaru will have its own initial funds. This initial fund can generally be used for forging knives or buying some basic materials. For example, if the new God of their family really wants to build a new In the case of Honmaru, the initial capital will definitely not be low, at least it will not be as poor as it is now.

In a word, they are now poorer than the original Honmaru.

"Master God Judge, there is no small sentence in this pill." Mikazuki Zongjin smiled, but soon returned to normal, with an elegant and gentle smile on his face, holding a fan in his hand, and said.

"Because there are too many wounded swords, Xiaopan has already used up all of them."

"In addition, there is no Hakata Toshiro in the main pill, so it is completely in and out.".

The interrogator at the front of the table heard his words and just nodded. There was no surprise on his face, and he didn't say who to blame.

A trace of doubt flashed in Sanri Yuezong's eyes, and he didn't understand why the lord was not angry.

Ying Zheng put his eyes on the paper in his hand, picked up a pen and drew next to the second line on the paper, completely oblivious to the strangeness of the sword below.

He seldom cared about money matters. Whether he was an otaku in his previous life or became King Qin after time travel, he was not a person short of money.

He was not surprised to hear Sanri Yue Zongjin's words. He could accept this explanation. He thought it was because the previous god judge had run out, but he didn't expect it to be for medical treatment.

For healing, just use it, anyway, these swords are their own business.

Ying Zheng glanced at the swords in the hall, and found that their expressions were a little embarrassed, and he suddenly understood, probably because he felt that he had used the funds without authorization. He shook his head and said, "There is no need to be embarrassed, I have already expected it." arrive."

"The reason why I asked was because I was buried with a lot of treasures. The space-time government promised to help me build a passage to connect the main pill and the mausoleum. In this way, I may need a sword that knows how to manage money."

"Does that sword need to be forged?"

The author has something to say: the protagonist is a serious geography guy.

He is a person with a radish and a pit, with a rational personality, and he will be broken when he says it, he can distinguish right from wrong, and he can also sort out emotional problems.

In short, he is a very rational person.

His Majesty doesn't care about Honmaru in his heart, he really doesn't care, he just gave a choice because the fragments of the mausoleum were not polluted, just like you give a cat stick for teasing cats.

In short, this Honmaru is just a toy in your hands. His Majesty thinks that they are just talking knives, and they are not even as good as Fox.

Go back to sleep when you're done, make sure it works, and he'll let it go.

When His Majesty mentioned Hakata, he didn't ask if Honmaru had Hakata, but whether he could forge knives.

The next chapter opens the official crematorium.

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