186's leg-cutting routine [comprehensive]

Yamabukiri stood at the door and didn't come in. He closed the gate of the castle tower after Kasen entered.

"What's wrong?" Qiu Ji raised his head and licked the corners of his lips at Ge Xian.

Ge Xian looked at the examiner sitting behind the desk with sickly reddish cheeks. He seemed to be in a poor state of mind, as if he might collapse at any time.

When I came back, I heard Shan Muqie talk about this matter, and Ge Xian felt a surge of anger in her heart. Their god judges are too stubborn, why on this kind of matter...

Thinking of the things that the God-inspector said to himself before, it's not hard to imagine how sad the God-inspector is, but... At this time, my body should be the priority.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that Ge Xian didn't respond, Qiu Ji asked again, "Is there any trouble on the journey?"

"You were injured." Song Xian said softly, "I heard that you were injured while earning extra money, can you tell me why?"

Song Xian looked at the judge in front of him and remained silent.

Qiu Ji knew that he was waiting for his answer, but not answering was Qiu Ji's answer to Song Xian.

"You let me exercise Baishan Jiguang so quickly, is it to drive me away? Ji Jun." Ge Xian looked at Qiu Ji, who had not seen him for a long time, and the bandages on his body did not decrease but increased, frowned tightly. " Is there something unspeakable?"

"No." Qiu Ji lowered her head and pretended to correct the document.

This is what he wants.

"Yamabukiri told me that you were not at the castle tower during this time, where did you go?"

"I'm in the Tianshou Pavilion, but my mental state is not very good and I need to rest in bed."

"Then, what's the matter with your new wound?" Ge Xian looked at Qiu Ji who was panicking and trying to cover up, and grabbed the fabric of the clothes with both hands.

His sword as a god judge has never been used by a god judge. The task of the god judge given to him by the government of the time is really too...

Must such a task be entrusted to a small child?

"It's just that I've been under a lot of pressure recently, so..."

"So Ji Jun is self-harming?" Song Xian's voice was a little higher, "If you need to divert your attention, you can choose to practice with sword men. Why do you have to hurt yourself?"

Why hide the fact that he went out?

The wound on the lower back was made by himself?

"Why..." Qiu Ji looked up at the ceiling for a long time before saying, "I don't know, maybe it's because of this that I can be sure that I'm alive."

"..." Ge Xian did not expect Qiu Ji to give such an answer.

"Just kidding, forget about it." Qiu Ji waved his hand and said nothing. "Ge Xian, you should get up too. You are already very tired from the recent battles. Go back and rest early."

"...Ji Jun, do you have to keep such a long distance from us?"

"...I also want to act like a baby to you without any scruples like other judges." After a while, Qiu Ji sighed and said, "Ge Xian, but this is too cruel for me."

"I am the executioner. I am destined to deal with those sword men who betrayed me. The appearance, voice, and various habits of those sword men are so familiar... It has really reached this level. My sword , it’s unstable.” Qiu Ji walked to Ge Xian’s side and knelt down, “So, please forgive me, Ge Xian.”

"I don't want to either, it's just...if I stop during the battle, I...may never come back." Qiu Ji reached out and hugged Ge Xian's neck. The responsibility was imposed on you, sorry, forget all about it.”

Now the only thing that is going smoothly is Ge Xian.

"You should try to trust us, we will always be with you." Ge Xian stretched out his hands and gently hugged Qiu Ji's waist. "We are your knives, how to use us depends on your thoughts."

"...No, no, the Government of Time..." Qiu Ji wanted to say something, but Ge Xian made a silent gesture.

"Although the original purpose of the Government of Time is not very good, we are your sword and will advance and retreat with you." Song Xian said firmly.

"Thank you, Song Xian." Qiu Ji rubbed against Song Xian's arms, "I'm tired."

"I'll take you back to rest." Ge Xianheng hugged Qiu Ji, "Although it's already autumn, the weather is still very hot, don't be greedy for cold, it's not good for the recovery of the wound."

"...Mmm." Qiu Ji responded in a low voice.

This is a rare free time, Ma Cang Ye Wang did not give Qiu Ji any more tasks, and Qiu Ji also knew that his current state could not perform the tasks perfectly.

That night.

Qiu Ji sat on the porch outside the Tianshou Pavilion, slept too much during the day, but couldn't sleep at night, besides, he is a person who doesn't need sleep now.

I can't read the files, and I don't want to play games, and all the mess in my mind is Lixiang.

He picked up a stack of cheap ceramic bowls and threw them towards the small pond outside the castle tower. There were some reefs in the pond for decoration, and the ceramic bowls made a crisp sound when they hit the stones.

In the silent night, the only companions are the breeze and the sound of broken ceramics.

One, two... thirty, 31...

While counting the plates she smashed, Qiu Ji slowly calmed down her irritable mood. There were no extra ceramic bowls at hand, and she had to go to the warehouse of the castle tower to bring some more.

At this moment, Qiu Ji heard footsteps, and there were more than one.

Qiu Ji turned into the castle tower through the window, and then saw the five tigers retreating, Hou, Yaoyan, Luan, Akita Hirano, and Smiling Qingjiang. The short knives were grouped together, one by the sleeve of the other.

Smiling Qingjiang was wearing a dark blue bathrobe, and there were some dark patterns of willow leaves on the hem of the bathrobe. He simply fixed the knife with a belt, and walked in front of the team.

"Well, there seems to be nothing here." Smiling Qing Jiang stroked his chin and thought for a while.

"But there is really a person in white clothes counting dishes here." Akita said timidly, tugging at Yaken's sleeve.

"Yes, yes, we can often hear the sound of something breaking at night." Hou Qiang suppressed his fear, folded his hands on his chest and looked around.

Not often.

Qiuji thought in the room while listening to the corner of the wall.

He has had this problem for a long time, and whenever he encounters something that goes wrong, he likes to smash things to vent, and this will give Qiu Ji an inexplicable sense of satisfaction.

But cleaning the debris is very troublesome, so when the Tianshou Pavilion was built, Qiu Ji deliberately filled the pool with a lot of exposed rocks, just to make it easier for Qiu Ji to throw the bowl and listen to it.

"What if a ghost really appeared near Ji Jun's room?" Wuhu Tui's voice was trembling all the time. From the appearance and voice, he was the kind of weak boy, but he fought It's brutal.

"Will Ji-jun's illness have something to do with the ghost?" Yaken said thoughtfully, "If that's the case, it's best to let Mr. Ishikimaru come here to exorcise the evil..."

"That's true." Smiling Qingjiang said with a smile, "If it's really evil that made Ji Jun sick, then there is really no way to find the source of the disease."

"Then what should we do tonight?" Looking around, the vicinity of the castle tower is quiet. Although it is in the center of Honmaru, it is also the quietest place in Honmaru. "What if the ghost comes out again after we leave ?”

"That can't be helped, why don't you stay here tonight to watch the night." Yao Yan said so and scratched his hair.

"It's not bad to wait for the rabbit." Qingjiang said so and sat on the porch. "Then shall we take turns to watch the night or play some games together? Or should we separate and go around to see if there are any traces of ghosts?"

"Ghost's...traces?" Yao Yan repeated what Qing Jiang said with a smile on his face, and the five tigers beside him retracted their hands that were pulling Yao Yan's sleeves.

"Yes, if the ghost is really wandering around the castle tower, then her body is very likely to be near the castle tower, and it will be related to the plate." Smiling Qingjiang looked at the window of the castle tower. .

"Then, there is no other way, let's all go and look around, maybe we can still see ghosts." Hou summoned up his courage and said.

"Yes, you can't let Ji Jun continue to be harassed by ghosts." Akita also mustered up his courage, and said while clenching his sleeves.

But there were no ghosts at all.

Qiu Ji, who was listening to the corner of the wall, twitched his lips, and silently returned to the second floor of the castle tower from the corner, covered the quilt, put down the bed curtain and pretended not to know anything.

Wear black, preferably a cape, the next time you drop a plate.

The recovery of spiritual power was very slow, and Qiu Ji had nothing else to do except to do the daily tasks of the castle tower. The weird paper had already been handed over to King Asang Ye.

Want to do something, but have no idea.

Qiuji was in the room looking at the fully-dressed Ishikimaru, as well as Shuzhumaru and Jiang Xue at the door, as well as Yanrong and Kakaka... Well, Yamabushi is preparing to exorcise evil spirits.

Qiu Ji, who knew what was going on, originally wanted to explain that it was because he was idle in the middle of the night listening to sounds and playing.

But Qing Jiang, who did not attend the ceremony, sat behind Qiu Ji and smiled Qing Jiang.

"Mr. Ji doesn't have to feel uncomfortable, everyone is just making out with Mr. Ji every day." Qing Jiang said with a smile.

"Do you need to use royal coins for intimacy?" Qiu Ji looked at Shiqiewan who seemed to be preparing for the purification ceremony, and Shuzhuwan outside the door were still reciting Buddhist scriptures that they couldn't understand.

"Hey, this is necessary~" Qing Jiang smiled and tilted his head.

"Is this how the intimacy of your men with swords is like?" Qiu Ji said, looking at the song fairy who brought the condolences.

"Huh? Intimacy?" Song Xian, who was holding tea, came in and heard Qiu Ji ask this, it was a bit strange, "What is Ji Jun talking about?"

"Well... just thinking..." Qiu Ji pondered for a while, "How to repay the enthusiasm of the sword man for me."

"Ji Jun, we don't need to be so clear about the relationship between you and us." Sitting opposite Qiu Ji, Ge Xian said helplessly, "Just enjoy the daily life with us once in a while."

"But..." Qiu Ji lowered his head as he said this, "I always want to give you good things."

"Ji Jun, please stand up." Ge Xian raised his hand and stroked Qiu Ji's temple hair, "You don't need to do this, you miss us, we all know that. We also want to report to Ji Jun with corresponding results, However, our record is really insignificant compared to Ji Jun's kindness to us."

"Hmm... I'm putting pressure on you?" Qiu Ji tilted his head, he heard the implication of Ge Xian's words, which was already obvious.

"Hmm, Song Xian is right, Ji Jun, please hold your chest up." Behind him, Qing Jiang repeated Song Xian's words with a smile.

Qiu Ji was stunned for a moment, because Qing Jiang's punctuation was a little bit...

Subconsciously, Qiu Ji looked at her chest.

Because after all, he is a man, and with his current height, he is only 12 years old, and the clothes he wears are also the kind of clothes that can't be seen...

"Ah...it's okay, Ji Jun, she will grow up, Ji Jun is still in the growth period." Ge Xian's face turned red, she covered her lips with her sleeve and stammered, looking away.

"Speaking of which, Qingjiang's seems to be of a good size." Qiu Ji raised his eyebrows and looked at Qingjiang behind him.

"Thank you for the compliment." Qing Jiang responded with a smile.

"Can I touch it?"

"..." Qing Jiang's smile was a little stiff.

"Ji Jun." Ge Xian blushed slightly, and coughed dryly, "It's better to be a little calm..."

"But, Song Xian, I have a question." Qiu Ji took his eyes back from Qingjiang, "The sword man's body is all a knife, the previous owner should have wiped the blade or something like that? The body will be touched Do you feel it? Or do you feel it after transforming into a spirit? If so, will the sword man feel uncomfortable when he slashes and kills the enemy?"

"This..." Ge Xian's body stiffened visibly with the naked eye, "It feels like...it doesn't exist?"

He never seemed to think about it.

"But men with swords are essentially knives, and I am your lord now. If I want to clean the blades for you, it should be a normal maintenance work, right?"

"Well, it seems to be the same." Listening to Qiu Ji's words, Ge Xian always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it.

"So... it doesn't matter if you touch it." Qiu Ji moved a little closer to Song Xian's direction and said, "You don't need to have a clear sky or a bright moon to maintain the blade, right?"

"Although that's what I said, but we are no different from human beings after we get our bodies. Bai Rixuan...is really bad." Song Xian's face was completely red, and there was even a word in the words. Didn't say anything.

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