[Comprehensive] Did the judge lose hair today?

The two started the shuttle in the car. Accompanied by the same white light as when they came, they lost the mood to see the beautiful scenery along the road, and returned to Honmaru in silence all the way.

"Mikazuki, do we want to go to the God Judge now?" Tsurumaru took out his optical brain to check the time, "It's already two o'clock in the morning, even if the God Judge and the others have already returned to Honmaru, they should go to rest at this point. "

"No, I'm going to take a look."

Sanriyue's mind kept repeating the information she saw just now, and what was hidden under the glamorous appearance of those buyers was their behavior that was more terrifying than evil spirits.

In order to raise powerful monsters, Fu Sangshen was forcibly forced to fall in the dark, and then started with weaker short knives, and let them fight the monsters with wounds. If the monster lost, it was replaced with a new one. Fu Sangshen lost, will die.

Fortunately, these ordinary fusangshen will dissipate into dust together with the body knife after being fatally injured, avoiding the encounter of being swallowed alive by the opponent.

In their eyes, these Fusangshen with the same appearance are replaceable consumables. This one is gone, and there will be the next one. In addition, the short knife is a knife with a large number and is easy to obtain. It is just this point. I don't know how many Fusangshen disappeared here.

A living Colosseum, a living hell.

why why why.

Sanriyue kept torturing her soul.

Why can they be so cruel, why do they dare to be so cruel.

Originally thought it was a simple job of stepping on the spot to collect information, but the two knives didn't take this matter to heart, thinking that according to their ability, it is still possible to investigate the situation, and then they can take advantage of it before leading the team out tomorrow morning. Take time to play in this world and feel the scenery after a hundred years.

I didn't expect that I would be in a hurry, and the information was provided by others.

Tsurumaru broke his knuckles: "Then let's go, Mikazuki."

The anger and despair in his heart are no less than that of Sanriyue. When the black mist scattered and fled, Tsurumaru forcibly collected them and guarded them by himself. Every night, the black mist would become active, like Tsurumaru who was closest to him. Conveying the malice of the world, it seems that he also wants to blacken the white crane and completely degenerate.

In the quiet Honmaru at night, the two swords move forward in silence, aiming at the White Pagoda and the God-inspector inside.

"Jinjian, you are going to sleep in a while, you are not allowed to come out, and you are not allowed to eavesdrop or peek."

After Cang Li finished watching Hou Shan's tights, he and Jin Jian returned to the White Pagoda. He switched on his optical brain, and just now he received a message from Zuoqiao, with a document attached.

"Then master, aren't you going to sleep? It's so late that no one else will come to you, right?"

Imamu thought about Honmaru's sword for a while, and suddenly remembered what Cangli had said during dinner to let Mikazuki and Tsurumaru go to the world to collect information.

"It seems that you have already guessed it." Cang Li lowered his head to check the information, "calculate the time, those two people should be back, and you are forbidden to interfere in the future, so go to sleep."

Jinjian didn't act like a baby and asked Cangli to stay. He sensed the dangerous aura revealed by the subsequent incidents. The God Judge must have his own reasons for not allowing him to contact him. is the most important.

"Then I'll go to bed first, good night master."

Jin Jian obediently said good night, and went to rest in his room inside the White Tower.

That's right, ever since he successfully obtained the contract relying on the God-inspector, he acted like a baby again and again to express his determination to live in the White Tower. After countless times, Cangli finally agreed to sort it out for him in the White Tower. a room.

It's not as big as the house in Santiao's house, but it doesn't matter, it's enough to feel at ease by staying with the judge.

When Jinjian closed the door, he happened to see two figures in the distance, one behind the other, from the window of the White Tower. He naturally knew that it was their two swords who would come to the White Tower later.

If Candlestick knows that the owner actually stayed up late because of "certain people", it should be a good show.

Humming a cheerful ditty, Imai tucked himself into the bed, and fell asleep holding the big bear he had exchanged in the game hall.

"The lights in the meeting hall are still on, the judge should not be asleep."

San Riyue breathed a sigh of relief, it's good that she didn't sleep... No, maybe she doesn't want to sleep even after listening to it.

"What are you dawdling about?" Tsurumaru had already stepped forward to knock on the door, and when his knuckles touched the door, the door automatically slid open, as if he had expected that they would come.

"Look, the god judge already knows, there is nothing to hesitate." Tsurumaru straightened his neckline, "I went to find the god judge just after I came back from this world, and it's the first time I see the god judge dressed so casually, I It was a little tense."

"The two of you said at the gate that you have enough, come in when you have enough."

Cang Li's voice suddenly came from their brains, and the two knives froze for a moment, then hurried into the White Tower.

They walked to the meeting room, the door was open, Cang Li sat at the head, with a screen floating in front of him.

"Master God Judge, Sanriyue and I have just returned from the present world." Tsurumaru was a little bit hard to say, should he show the information directly to Cang Li?

"It seems that you have gained a lot." Cang Li pointedly said, "Jiren has already sent me a copy of the same information, so sit down and talk."

"Then you have seen it?" San Riyue sat down, "What do you mean?"

"As for you, I originally planned to save Fu Sangshen, but the expressions of the two of you are not so sure of me." Cang Li knew the stimulation of this information, "How to deal with and pay?" I want to hear your opinions on matters related to the loss of gods."

"My opinion." Tsurumaru moved his fingers, and the murderous intent in his tone spread, "Fu Sangshen wants to save, but I also want to kill all the people inside. What do you think of this method?"

"It's a good idea, but with your method, if you kill one, you will only let someone who is not as good as him take over, and then continue to repeat the same sorrow?"

Cangli looked at the lines on the table, and said without emotion: "We can easily take their lives, but compared to Fu Sangshen, human beings are the protagonists of this world. If you kill one, Another one will come out, how many times do you kill, how many times or even dozens of times will come out, are you going to dedicate all your life to slaughtering scum?"

"Then why not." Tsurumaru slammed his fist on the table, "Since you have seen the information as the judge of the gods, then you should also understand how many Fusangshen died innocently. In this case, you Do you want me to continue to be patient?"

"Who told you that I have to be patient?" Cang Li rolled his eyes, "Actually, I want to kill them all more than you do, but if we're just doing it for a moment, no problem, just kill them one by one according to the coordinates That's it."

"Doing this will only scare the snake." San Riyue tried hard to calm her mood, "As long as the source is not eradicated, this kind of thing will only happen again and again."

Cang Li looked out the window, his eyes seemed to penetrate time and space: "Compared with the vast world outside, our place is just an inconspicuous small place, and compared with the huge number of human beings, Fu Sangshen has no numerical advantage at all. We clean up those scumbags, but it will also cause panic among ordinary people."

"You guys, just want to hold on to the present?"

Both Mikazuki and Tsurumaru recalled the panic when they first arrived in the present world. While they were amazed by the noisy crowd and the continuous flow of vehicles, they also felt a sense of loneliness being thrown out of time.

These Fusangshen should have fallen into a deep sleep a long time ago, and they were able to be awakened at this time and here, thanks to the blessing of the time-traveling army, otherwise these swords Fusangshen would not have been chosen by mankind to maintain history.

"Obviously relying on us to maintain history, ha ha."

The indifference from the corners of Tsurumaru's eyes pierced people's hearts: "They don't need our protection at all, they can create the future by themselves, why bother to care about the history that has passed so long."

"So the last time I went to the present world with Yaoken Jinjian, I had already contacted the high-level officials of the political affairs."

As soon as Cangli opened his mouth, he managed to shock the two Taidaos.

"As for Fusangshen who tested the Honmaru, almost everyone who should know the truth knows it, so I will tell you clearly that your work is different from Fusangshen who actually went to the battlefield to kill the enemy. It seems that you should guard the rear and manage Fu Sangshen as the leadership."

"Are you joking?" Sanriyue Fuu said, "How could people from current affairs agree to this idea?"

"Who made them unable to take care of themselves." Cang Li shrugged, "Do you still remember the black human figure that was captured last time? Now Shizheng is always frowning because of that thing."

"But isn't that something that flows in the blood of the Himekoji family?"

"Just relying on their family, it's still far from enough to impress the body of that thing."

Cang Li smiled contemptuously: "I guess they were treated as experimental products. There are still a lot of people with brains in human beings. A contract just wants to make many amazing and brilliant people in our family, dreaming."

"Then what happened to Ji Xiaolu's house?"

"Hime Xiaolu's family has become a thing of the past." Cang Li replied lightly, "Hime Xiaolu Tokharu from the original family, and Luoshen from the branch family, the only two people on both sides who can be described as geniuses all died, and there was no one left before death. next generation."

"And human beings also have a unique hobby called venting anger."

"Recently, there have been too many troubles with that thing. It is no longer possible to just fill in one or two families and get it done. The Jixiaolu family, which has already fallen, is now struggling to survive under the watchful eyes of a group of people."

"It is estimated that after the incident is over, Jixiaolu's house will be regarded as a typical wall hanging."

Cang Li picked up the juice on the table and drank it down: "So die early and be reborn early. If Ji Xiaolu Shiqing is still alive now, she may face pressure from many parties."

In fact, if she was still alive, it probably wouldn't have happened.

Cang Li sighed, with ordinary human resources, she could achieve such an achievement in the formation, she did not live up to her talent, just for her performance, the people behind the scenes could endure to eat her before doing anything.

The death of Ji Xiaolu Shiqing was the fuse, and the fire has spread to the present, and it can no longer be calmed down with just a few words.

Coupled with the emergence of the Salvation Organization and the game between the top political leaders, the situation has undergone earth-shaking changes in just three months.

"The good news is that we can fish in troubled waters. We must know that the enemy's enemy is our friend. If we want to eradicate them, we cannot be the only ones to do it ourselves. There is a good saying that we must unite all forces that can be united."

Cang Li clicked on the screen a few times, and the light brains at the waists of Sanriyue and Tsurumaru sent a reminder to accept the message.

"This is the information of the friendly army. How to convince them depends on your own efforts."

"The god judge, shall we proceed with the original plan tomorrow, no, this morning?" Tsurumaru was still brooding over the information he saw, "If we leave it alone, there will be more fusangshen dissipating. "

"When they dissipate, the power will return to the body."

"So, we just watch them suffer?"

Tsurumaru presses on step by step: "I didn't expect you to be such a person."

"Don't label me casually." Cang Li hit Tsurumaru's head with his paw, "Of course we have to save him, but it can't be as simple and rude as you think."

"Learn from human behavior, create some accidents, and let them go to hell with doubts."

"Then your information is a bit of a waste." San Riyue raised her head, looked at Cang Li and smiled.

"That's why I said, you fusangshen still have a lot to learn."

Cang Li stood up and flexed his muscles: "Where did you get the confidence to think that the allies must be reliable people? After reading through the materials and making a careful judgment, Fu Sangshen's future will be in your hands."

Tsurumaru is still thinking about the accident that the judge said just now, he was crushed to death when he went out, fell to his death while walking on the road, what other ways to die?

"The ancient horror movie Reaper's Coming series is worth having, you can find it with a simple brain search."

Cangli gave him a thumbs up: "I'm going to bed, you two study slowly, remember not to be late in the morning, and you have to take Fu Sangshen next door to save people."

"Aren't you going to intervene in these things from now on?"

San Riyue sensed the hidden meaning of Cang Li's actions: "Push us to the front, and no one will see your hard work."

"Who cares about that kind of thing? When you are developed, remember to buy me some teething sticks."

Cangli had already reached the door, turned around and smiled brightly at the two katanas.

"It's pretty handsome dressed like this."

"..."

"Good night~"

"Good night."

The two watched as Cang Li disappeared completely, and then the door closed, leaving only the two of them in the conference hall.

"San Riyue, our master is really amazing."

"Yeah, it's hard to see what he's thinking and what he's doing. Tsurumaru, have you heard that he contacted Shizheng when he went out last time?"

"Not at all. I only know that they went to the game hall in the present world and met friends of the god judge."

"...Maybe we have two judges."

"San Riyue, your joke is too cold."

The two Taidaos stayed up all night, trying to sort out the relationship between the characters in the data, and found that they were really like a ball of wool played by a cat, and it was very difficult to start with.

"Why don't we start with people we know?"

Tsurumaru pointed to Himekoji on the data list: "They are the first family to have a contract with that thing. Starting from here, they should be able to launch a lot."

Mikazuki did a comparison and found that Himekoji's house had the fewest pages, so he agreed with Tsurumaru's proposal.

Then they know that human beings are creatures that can artificially turn simple relationships into complex ones.

The former head of the family married several wives, and the children they gave birth to were inextricably linked with the original family, not to mention the endless stream of uncles and aunts. It is conceivable that everyone gathered together during the New Year and wanted to call people But the dilemma of not being able to speak.

"Did the God Judge leave it to us because it would be too time-consuming to tidy up this thing?"

Tsurumaru's eyes circled in circles, he would rather go out alone to check for non-existence than to see this relationship spectrum again.

"This is our job, so be serious, Tsurumaru."

Sanriyue is still very hard on this thing, and after sorting out the relationship, she always turns over a page and finds a new person, or a person who appeared before has a connection with the previously recorded one.

No amount of paper is enough for him to write.

There was a faint light outside the window, Tsurumaru's soft short hair had been rubbed into a mess by him, and it was strewn everywhere, and Mikazuki looked a little stronger than him on the outside, and the mental torture of the two was the same.

"Sanriyue, I suddenly thought of a question."

Tsurumaru opened his eyes wide, wishing he could go back to three hours ago and wake himself up: "It is obvious that we are not the only two of us who took people out to save Fu Sangshen, why are we the only ones doing the sorting of the materials!"

They completely forgot about this, both of them were shocked by what the judge said, and they had no time to think about other issues.

"Just trust us as a god judge."

Tsurumaru rolled on the ground and sat up: "I'm going back to take a shower, change clothes and eat, Sankayue, do you want to stay here or go back and clean up?"

"Since you're all gone, what's the point of me staying here to tidy up?"

Sanriyue clicked save, and the moment the screen disappeared, the spirit suddenly relaxed.

"The information I'm going to go in the morning has been sorted out. Judging from the meaning of the interrogator, the person in the first coordinate is not an important character. Just let him disappear quietly."

"Ah, I haven't watched the movie recommended by the judge."

Tsurumaru stood up with difficulty supporting the table: "Now I finally understand that paperwork is not easy to do. I will never make trouble for Hasebe again. This is simply not done by humans."

"You are not human."

Sankaiyue got up and turned off the lights in the conference hall, and quietly left the White Tower with Tsurumaru.

I always feel guilty when I haven't finished the tidying up work.The two of them didn't dare to make any movement, and tried their best to be careful, for fear that the interrogator would come out and ask them how they were doing with their small faces raised.

"Sorry, we're not done yet."

Such a situation is too embarrassing.

"Tomorrow let the captains who are out of the battle come to tidy up together, what do you think?"

"Agree from the heart."

The two happily made a decision.

Cangli slept quite unsteadily, dreaming all night.

It may be that seeing the information sent by Sahashi reminded him of the most difficult period in the past. The overwhelming smell of blood lingered around him no matter how he washed it, and the faces with terrible smiles continued to reappear.

It seemed as if someone was attacking from all directions, no matter how agile he was as a chinchilla, the white hair on his body would be cut off, and scars would also be left behind.

"what."

"Master, you are awake."

Jin Jian happily went to Cang Li's pillow: "I woke up so fast today, I slept so late yesterday, do you want to sleep a little longer?"

"No, let's get up."

The bad dream brought back bad memories, Cang Li had a rare outburst of waking up, his face was expressionless, his usually energetic eyes were only half opened at this time, revealing the fierce light of a beast.

Jin Jian shook his hands, picked up the folded clothes: "Master, let me help you get dressed."

"No." Cangli refused him indifferently, and walked into the bathroom with the clothes.

Taking off the pajamas on his body, as expected, countless scars appeared on his body again. Every time he thought of those things in the past, these scars were like signs, showing that the past experience still has a lot to do with the current embarrassment. influential.

The position below the neck and above the wrist is covered with dense scars. The person who attacked him at the beginning was extremely malicious and said that in order to preserve his cute little face, he deliberately avoided the position of the face.

"It's disgusting."

Cangli looked at himself reflected in the mirror, and cursed in disgust.

The mirror made a crisp sound and was instantly covered with cracks.

In the broken mirror, Cangli saw countless small selves, each of them seemed to be trapped in a small cage, with no way to escape, and only hoped for the "love" of others to survive.

No, I can't think about it anymore.

Cangli repeated this sentence in her heart, forget it, forget him, forget them, they are dead, they will never hurt you again, you are safe, there is no problem, it is safe here.

Jin Jian gently knocked on the door: "Master——"

"Get out! Go away! Don't come near me!"

Jin Jian bit his lower lip, overwhelmed by Cang Li's roar.

After a while, Cang Li's low voice came from inside the door: "Sorry, I had a nightmare and I'm in a bad mood."

"Then breakfast?" Jin Jian asked cautiously.

"Don't worry about me, the plans are all printed and put on the table, you can bring them directly."

"And today, don't let anyone appear in the White Tower, including you."

"I see."

Jin Jian put away his smile, and walked out of the White Tower with the documents on his face expressionless.

What happened after he fell asleep made the master become like this. He was still normal when he came back last night. He was as considerate as ever when he was eating supper. He also changed when he went to the back mountain to see people. s reason?

What exactly stimulated the master must be found out.

Then destroy them completely, and never affect the master again.

In the kitchen, Jin Jian, who had passed the cafeteria but didn't come in, was a little puzzled by the candlestick: "Jin Jian." He stopped the short knife, "Has the judge not woken up yet? About what time will it start? I'll give it to him." Keep the meal."

"No need, the judge is busy today."

"Huh? Aren't most people going to fight today, and the god judges are not coming?"

Candlestick Che was really surprised this time, Cang Li would appear in the cafeteria to dine with everyone in this kind of group activities, encouraging the participants in his own way.

"If the adults don't show up, someone should be lost."

"No way, the master is more important." Imaime frowned as he smelled the fragrance in the air, "Candlestick Kiri, are Mikazuki and Tsurumaru in there?"

"You mean the two of them? Just now Xiaohuwan came over and asked me to say that Sanriyue had dinner at home today, and then took away a breakfast. Hewan called several times in the morning and nothing happened. I'm going to let Zhenjiang finish eating later. Send him one."

"The two of you should come here after breakfast."

"I'll deliver it."

Zhu Keqie keenly sensed that something was wrong with Jin Jian: "Then I will trouble you, wait a moment, I will pack a lunch box for you."

"Okay." Jin Jian stood motionless at the kitchen door.

With Jinjian's performance, is there something wrong with the God Judge?No, if something really happened, he shouldn't be able to calmly come over and deliver the materials... He took the initiative to deliver breakfast to Tsurumaru, and Tsurumaru also participated in it?Speaking of which, Tsurumaru seems to have gone to the real world with Mikazuki last night, did something happen in the real world?

Candlestick cut his hands non-stop, and quickly packed a lunch box, he picked up two wrapped rice balls, and put them all in front of Jin Jian: "Skipping breakfast is not good for your health, these two rice balls are for you, eat on the road a little."

"Thank you."

"Why are you being so polite." Before he could finish his sentence, Jin Jian disappeared with his lunch box.

Looking outside again, on the long table in the cafeteria used to store sundries was the folder that I was holding in my arms just now.

So anxious, what happened.

Imamu gave up the usual route, jumped directly onto the tree, and flew towards Tsurumaru's residence by stepping on the top of the tree.

Under the urgency, his speed increased to the extreme, many swords only felt a gust of wind blowing over his head, and when he looked up, nothing happened.

Imamu kicked open the door of Tsurumaru's room, and picked up the collar of Tsurumaru who was still sleeping.

"Tell me everything you said to the master last night."

In his eyes, there was the same fierce light as Cang Li.