The golden finger of my family's god judge is the bloodline of the onmyoji assistant shikigami

Hello!I'm Jiro Bijin~ Well, what I drank is your blood, right?It tastes good, a bit like sakura wine, anyway, please take care of it in the future~Sakura sauce~

I am Taro Tachi, a practical sword that humans should not be able to use, but if it is you, maybe it is also a thing of the gods, and there will be unexpected uses, Your Highness Toki no Sakura.

Yuma stared blankly at the two big swords with completely different painting styles in front of him, and didn't know how to react for a while.At this time, he, Yamabukiri, Suzumaru and Smiling Qingjiang had just left the ruined Honmaru, and met the Otachi brothers who followed the guidance of the power of Sakura's blood.

What are your eyes, is this cherry blossom?It's peach blossom!peach blossom!peach blossom!Sigh... Forget it, the pink ground, in the eyes of the knife, the flowers are almost the same, but Taro forget it, I will take it as you are praising me... Jiro, what the hell are you, don't say that what you drink is not me Even if it's blood, don't tell me...do you still want to try it again!fall!

This kind of fate... I don't like it at all. ——Yambaba Kiri Kunihiro.

Oops, it's a bit big, maybe it won't fit well~——Smiling Qingjiang.

Namumiaofa Hualian Sutra...don't be angry. —— Count the beads and pills for a constant time.

However, no matter what, Yuu would never miss a powerful sword like the Odachi. Is my sister's power wider than I thought?

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, Yamabuki Kiri Kunihiro and Taro Jiro both concealed the things they had dealt with before, and they never mentioned anything about the first issue.Anyway, it seems that the god judges are more familiar with Sakura's blood than they are, so they know that the young man must have other blood cherry swords, and the situation of the two hating each other has weakened a lot.Don't worry about scarcity but unevenness, this is the only master, so don't worry about extra problems...

As night falls, this is a clearing in the forest.

Looking at the scorched black lump in front of him, Yuma has never missed Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada as much as now, so what, Yaoken, Wuji, even Qingguang is good... None of the sword skills in this team can be used to cook up!

"What kind of eyes do you have... Do you mind if it's made of a fake?" Yamabuchi Kunihiro passed the barbecue in his hand to the God examiner again, with an uneasy expression on his face.

Forget it, it's virtual anyway, and you won't die if you eat it... But, I really want to turn off the taste!This piece of meat looks just like the hem of your quilt, dirty and black.

"Well, why don't I still be a vegetarian? Is it not good to eat meat in front of Zhuzhuwan? Qi Jiang, what do you think?"

After thinking about it again and again, the god judge was still unwilling to give up the treatment, and came up with the idea of ​​the monk knife.

"Well, I don't think Shuzhu Wandian will mind." Smiling Jiang Jiang ignored the young man's pitiful eyes asking for help, "I killed this pheasant with my own hands, so don't worry about eating it. I'm looking for you~"

Damn it!Youzhen took a deep breath, coughing, that special smell made him even more reluctant to admit defeat.

"However, you can't get enough just by eating meat without ordering a staple food..." The young man pointed his fingers together, and looked at Taro Tachi, "Everyone has to eat, and eating only meat may..."

"So that's it. I don't know much about the eating habits of the mortal world. I'm sorry for causing you trouble..."

Hehe, don't be sorry, as long as... don't let me eat this lump, Taro is indeed a lovely archangel!

"It's a pity that although I have been in the God Realm, I am not very good at spells other than combat. I have not yet mastered the high-level magic that conjures staple food out of nothing. Therefore, I can only wrong you for this meal first." .”

You...you are so stubborn!Youzhen looks at Shuzhuwan almost in despair, the monks are merciful, help!

"A single grain of rice in the Buddha's view is as big as Mount Sumeru. In the main hall, it is not the right way to waste food." Shuzhuwan said with a righteous face, but he still couldn't stand the young man's bitter gaze. His face raised slightly, his eyebrows raised slightly, and he sighed softly, "All things are impermanent, all dharmas have no self... Do you still have any troubles?"

You've said that, what else can I worry about!

Youzhen took the meat resignedly, said ten times silently that this is Guangzhong's special barbecue, and then opened her mouth, and just about to eat, the meat in her hand swished, and someone grabbed it.Looking up, it was Jiro Tachi.

"I told you, master, you can't just order it, and you don't want to eat it?" Jiro said, throwing away the meat, "Without wine, all food becomes unpalatable, master, you think so too, right Right? Oh, I really want to drink too, barbecue and wine are the best match~"

ah?Although I don't need to eat barbecue if I wish, but, but the reason is that it can't be Jiro, you understand it, right?

Wait, even if you don't eat, you don't have to throw it away... There was a burst of cold air from behind, and the judge turned his head almost in despair, looking at the person beside him who had retracted himself into the cloak, forming a low-pressure ball Yamabashi Kunihiro.

"It's good to throw it away, the barbecue covered in dirt won't be compared with other people's..."

Well, actually, I know all about your hard work. Compared to you, the others can't even make a fire. You are really amazing!

"Hey, it seems that the master is not interested in meat...do you still want me?"

What do you want? Can I eat?If you dare to eat it, I will bite you to death!Ah... Forget it, I feel that no matter what I say, it will become inappropriate to Smiley Qingjiang, so let me complain in my head.I don't want my mind to be colored by him!

"The grievances are circling, and those who waste food will definitely be punished."

God, are you trying to make trouble?Is there a struggle when gods and Buddhas meet?

"So the master meant that he didn't want to eat meat? It seems that I have been away from this world for too long..."

Indeed, your brain circuit is really different from others... Well, that's okay, if you are also like others, I'm afraid I will be more distressed!

"What, they are telling the truth, right? Beautiful master ~ want to drink too?"

It's troublesome if you tell the truth... Also, don't call me beautiful!

The night was getting dark, in order to comfort Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro who was deeply hurt, Yuma strongly demanded and even ordered him, and Hito blushed and pretended to be reluctant to let the boy sleep in his arms.

The bonfire was jumping, shaking, and the light and shadow were flickering. Nakayama Ukiri Kunihiro looked at his master who was sleeping on his chest, and with one hand, he untied the cloak he had been wearing tightly before, and covered the boy with it.

"Heh... what's the matter, aren't you afraid of being compared if you're not in front of the master? Don't you feel ashamed when you face the spiritual knife, the divine knife, and the Buddha knife?" Against the backdrop of the fire, the face of the smiling Qing Jiang flickered, making it hard to see clearly. The tone is cold, with hidden sarcasm.

Kiri Kunihiro Yamabusa looked at him, and his blue eyes couldn't hide his pride, "You are all famous swords worthy of the name... But now, it's me, the imitation, who is holding him. It's normal for you to be unhappy, and it's normal."

"It's cold at night, and the cloak of Yamabashi Kiritou is still too thin. Let's add another one of mine." Suzumaru took off the cloak, walked to the God-inspector very naturally, covered it, and straightened it He brushed off the boy's hair, and tucked the cloak around his neck.

Ignoring Da Dao's piercing eyes, Shu Zhu Wan politely clasped his hands together and bowed to the God Judge, then went to the side and sat cross-legged, closing his eyes and silently reciting Buddhist scriptures.

"Ah, ah, are you starting to 'kill' each other now?" Okashi stepped back from the white cloth hanging on his left shoulder, walked into the god judge, and glanced at Yamabaki Kunihiro with a provocative smile, without any hesitation. He politely put the white cloth on the body of the judge, and even slapped the young man on the face, "I'd be happy to take off your clothes for the sake of the master, so that you won't be troubled by unclean things." !"

Shi Shiran left with a smile on his face, Qing Jiang did not show any weakness and put on Shan Baqie, one sentence was not clean, and one word was pun, but it made the other party have a temper and it was difficult to vent it under such a situation.

Taro Tachi looked at them, shook his head, and silently walked to the upwind direction of the god judge. His tall body was like a mountain, and the noisy wind couldn't help turning a corner.

"It's really troublesome. At this time, it would be nice if there was wine..." Jiro looked at the elder brother, wrinkling his nose, "Brother... I really am closer to the present world!"

Looking at Jiro Tachi who sat down next to him, Yamabuki Kunihiro looked at him without knowing why, "You...do you want to cover something for the master?"

"Ah? How come, beauties can't take off their clothes casually..." Jiro smiled, "Would it be uncomfortable for him to cover so much?" Looking at the god-judgment wrapped up like a silkworm baby, Odachi poked it without hesitation Poke the boy's cheek, "Hee hee, so tender and smooth, like tofu... Hey, such a good appetizer... What a pity..."

"What the hell are you doing!" Yamabukiri's face became even uglier.

"It's very simple, I want to sleep with the master!"

Saying that, Jiro stabbed the big sword into Yamabukiri's back, and fell asleep in front of the judge with his pillow on the wine jar, next to the boy, and fell into a deep sleep.

I really want to kill him. ——Smiling Qingjiang

Be underestimated. ——Yambaba Kiri Kunihiro

Practice is not enough, still need to exercise. ——Number of beads and constant times

No matter what it will become, I have no idea... right? ——Taro Tachi

The author has something to say:

The last chapter is saved, and there will be no guarantee of a stable update for three consecutive weeks from today. I will try my best, but the time cannot be guaranteed. Please forgive me, bow!

By the way, some readers agree with me, Taro is really an angel!

None of the friends around me are in the knife dance circle (crying...), so I can’t find anyone to discuss the plot and characters with me. I hope that someone who is destined to read this article and still has a little interest in it, If you have an idea, you can leave a message as much as you want. Although the author is very shy and not very good at talking, he will read every comment seriously, thank you very much!