[Comprehensive] Did the judge lose hair today?

Dadian Taiguangshi and Sao Sujian took the Taidao back into their palms, and the two were teleported to an inexplicable place.

Surrounded by people dressed in strange shapes, some wore masks with complicated and colorful patterns, and walked past them proudly, and some wore bloated puppet costumes, and the whole person was hidden behind the headgear.Among the crowd of demons dancing with different styles, the exaggerated costumes of the two of them seem to have a different sense of normalcy, at least they are wearing intact clothes and pants.

"Hey big brother, is this your first time here too?" A man patted Dadian Tai Mitsuyo's shoulder abruptly, and then he was swept over by a condescending and cold look, and the person who struck up a conversation put his hand down a little embarrassedly.

"I'm here for the first time, and I'm a little nervous. Among so many people, you two showed your face outside without a mask, so you came over to say hello."

The chubby and cute stranger wore an equally chubby cat face mask: "It seems that you are brothers, if you don't mind, how about we go in together as a companion?"

Sao Sujian glanced at the silent Dadian Tai Guangshi next to him, and took the initiative to take over the conversation: "Yeah, it's the first time we came here, and we didn't wear a mask, so we didn't dare to go in. Is there any mask selling nearby? do not know either."

He took the initiative to reveal his troubles and gave the other party a reason to continue. The stranger opened his backpack anxiously, took out two shiny new masks and stuffed them into Sao Sujian's hands: "This I bought it before, but it doesn’t match my style today, but it suits you two quite well, so use this if you don’t mind.”

"Then trouble you."

Sao Sujian looked at the mask inlaid with sparkling gems of various colors in his hand and hesitated: "This is very expensive, what if you accidentally lose the gems on it?"

"No problem, no problem." Fat Cat waved his hand generously, "The gemstones on it are all fake, they are really so expensive, how can I spend so much money to buy them?"

Swallowing the doubts in his heart, Sao Sujian clearly noticed that the luster and weight of this so-called fake were the same as the real thing.

Mitsuyo Odenori looked at the mask handed to him. It seemed that the design prototype was a blue-tailed peacock. The whole mask was inlaid with finely divided gradient blue gemstones. The blooming tail feathers stretched backward from the hairline, unabashedly showing its gorgeous aura.

The mask in Sao Sujian's hand is crimson, and the design inspiration comes from birds, but his is a flamingo. From the tip of his nose to his forehead, the gemstones inlaid on it become lighter in color as they go up to the final edge. It is covered with a layer of fluffy pink feathers.

I have to say that this flamingo mask is quite well-made, and the color transition of gemstones is very harmonious. The mask adds a warm touch.

It is a mask that can be described with full marks.

Dadian Taiguangshi saw the pink mask in Sao Sujian's hand, and immediately put on his blue peacock. Although the peacock's tail feathers would shake with the movement, it was annoying, but it was blue anyway, and it matched his clothes. It fits perfectly.

Sao Sujian didn't care much about the color issue, so he put the mask on his face carelessly.The moment the mask was put on, the curious eyes of the people around disappeared, as if the mask was an invitation letter, and only then did they have the qualifications to officially step in.

Both of them were keenly aware of their own mistakes. If a mask can bring about such a transformation, then the two of them appeared fearlessly at the beginning. Didn't they show the people around them that they were completely newcomers?

"Yeah, these two masks are really suitable for you." Fat Cat is very satisfied with his eyes, "There are so many newcomers who rush in without knowing anything every year. If it weren't for our fate, I won't meet you here either."

"Actually, this is not your first time here." Sao Sujian said firmly, "But thank you for your kindness, otherwise my brother and I wouldn't know how to get in."

"It's okay, it's okay, the looks of the two of you just happen to be in the same line as the mask I'm holding, otherwise I won't care about you. After talking nonsense for so long, it's time to go in. There will be a wonderful performance today."

Fat Cat adjusted the position of the lower mask, as if he didn't know the two of them, and walked away on his own.Odenata Mitsuyo stroked the mask, feeling the smooth and delicate touch under his hand.

The coolness brought by gemstones penetrates from the fingertips to the heart.

"gone."

Dadian Taiguangshi looked around without emotion, for the sake of the mask, I will leave you with two more breaths when the time comes.

"Yes."

As soon as he landed, Tsurumaru dragged the Genji brothers to hide in a dark place where no one was around.

Higakiri slapped Tsurumaru's hand off very unhappy: "Don't move, what are you doing in such a hurry?"

"Let me tell you, people in this world are terrifying." Tsurumaru looked bitter and bitter, and he still had lingering fears when he remembered the flashing lights last night, "If we are discovered, we will be surrounded by many people. of."

"Your description seems a bit scary." Kagemaru's complexion changed, "Are people in this world so dangerous, any one of them can hurt us?"

The sound effect of clicking, clicking, and clicking can only remind the Genji brothers of the sound of cutting vegetables in a candlestick. It is somewhat unacceptable to think that they have become randomly clicked vegetables on the chopping board.

"No, it's the heart that will be hit hard." Tsurumaru's face was full of vicissitudes.

"I didn't expect you, a thick-skinned person, to be hit in the heart."

Higakiri immediately laughed at Tsurumaru, and then he heard the notification sound, clicked on the light brain, and found that it was a video message sent by Mikazuki Zongjin: "Mikazuki is very proficient in playing this modern product."

After muttering, Mustache clicked on the video. The video was very short, and it was a process from the end of the knife to the handle that melted into the hand. The three of them watched the video again and decided to try it themselves.

God judges don't treat people differently, right? This kind of cool ability must be possessed by everyone.

Tsurumaru was the first to move with the Taidao, with his palm flattened upwards, the other hand placed the Taidao vertically on the palm, and slowly let go.Due to gravity, the Taidao touched the palm of the hand, as if the palm it touched was the surface of water, and it disappeared little by little.

Mustache's eyes were shining brightly, he took off the main body hanging from his waist without hesitation, and did the same.

Tsurumaru had already had a great time playing, and after disappearing, he thought about letting the Taidao out again, and found that the act of drawing a sword out of the palm of his hand really satisfied his desire to play as an older child.

"Don't waste your time, you two."

Seeing that they seemed to be playing for a while, Kagemaru's palms were ready to turn black: "The god judge gave us such a convenient method, not for you to use it for games."

The two Taidaos who were fake adults and real children retracted the Taidao awkwardly, arranged their clothes, and tried to prove that the people just now were not them.

"This building doesn't look like a place where Fu Sangshen can be detained."

Kagemaru has been observing, and found that apart from a large group of people pouring into the building around the nine o'clock peak hour, at this point, there are either occasional people rushing in, or there are people wearing bright clothes come out of it.

"I read it on popular science posts. They seem to be the so-called white-collar workers, that is, ordinary employees?"

"Most of them seem to be lack of exercise. They have no strength in their hands and feet. Are they still imprisoning Fu Sangshen like this? I guess they tripped them by stretching out their legs, and they didn't even realize it."

Mustache sneered bitterly. From his point of view, the people here are ordinary people who are not worth killing. If there is no problem with the coordinates, there must be something abnormal in this building.

"Looks like we have to go in and check it out." Tsurumaru put his fingers to his lips, and looked at the towering building opposite, it didn't seem like someone sent free information last night, it was all up to them to investigate.

"My brother Maru and I still have a possibility, you?" Hikiri looked at Tsurumaru's immaculate white and noble and beautiful uniform, "You will be beaten out when you walk to the door like this."

"Then I can only entrust you with the infiltration mission."

Tsurumaru patted Brother Genji on the shoulder as a matter of course: "I am not dressed up to the standards of ordinary people in this world, so I can only do some simple activities for off-site support."

Mustache had a half-smile but not a smile: "I didn't count on you in the first place."

Although his combination of white trousers and black shirt is strange, but this situation can be solved with a good-looking face, and mustache is indeed not bad.

Soft short white hair and golden eyes that seem to be flowing with honey are enough to attract attention.

The knife-pattern badge pinned to the skirt was reflecting light, Higakiri thought for a while, took off the badge and threw it to his younger brother. Although few people know about this thing, it is still a simple way to prevent accidents.

Keimaru wanted to take off the armband with the sword pattern on his arm, and put it in his pocket together with his brother's badge.

The two brothers were originally tall and tall, and the tailored suit shirts completely showed their good figures. The temperament washed by history on their bodies is unique among the crowd, and looking at their clothes, you can know the family background of the two It's not easy, and no one should stop them.

At this point, we must thank the generous, capricious and unusually wealthy god judges.

"I don't know why you guys are interested in wearing a high collar under your shirt, but for the sake of your face supporting the clothes, I won't make too many comments."

Tsurumaru pointed to the optical brain at his waist: "I will keep the communication function turned on all the time, so that the two sides can communicate with each other all the time. You take the shuttle with you. If there is a problem, just start it and don't worry about me."

"Oh?" Higakiri raised his eyebrows to look at Tsurumaru, "It's not your style to want to be a lone hero."

"Crane is always lonely." Tsurumaru took the topic with a smile, "As long as there are no accidents between you two, we can go back with Fu Sangshen, so this mission is mainly up to you, if it fails Go back and wait for the god judge to cry to you."

"He won't cry if he's a god judge." Kagemaru retorted seriously, "My brother and I will definitely succeed."

"Then I'll wait for your good news."

Tsurumaru jumped to the top of a one-storey building, indicating that he was going to use this method to catch up with the two brothers.

Anyway, the friend of the god judge is also in this city. If he can't go back, he can search everywhere. He can always find it. His own swords are all strayed outside, and the god judge will never turn a blind eye.

Tsurumaru was full of confidence in himself.

When Yamafushi Kunihiro and Suzumaru Koji spread the word, they thought they had come to the wrong place.

"shrine?"

Shuzhuwan's ears moved slightly, and he heard the familiar sound of bells and the sound of coins colliding with each other.

Yamabuku Kunihiro's expression was also a bit complicated. I didn't expect the two of them to be teleported to this place. Perhaps the aura of the two of them was consistent with the feeling of the shrine. Even though the two of them looked strangely dressed, no one came forward to ask .

"Let's take a stroll first."

Suzumaru heard the sound of water, and cleaned his hands at Temizuya at the gate of the shrine: "Do as the Romans do, since you are here to visit, you can't break the rules."

Yamabuku Kunihiro said freely: "That's right, just let the poor monk feel whether the wish here can be fulfilled."

However, even though the surrounding environment is beautiful, the two can feel the discordant notes mixed in it, and there is a sudden break in the gurgling water, which makes both of them feel uncomfortable.

Shuzhuwan walked up the steps, accurately grasped the huge hemp rope tied with a bell, shook it slightly, and made a jingling sound.Slightly lowering his head, clasping his hands together, Shuzhuwan sincerely prayed that Fusangshen, who once died here, would meet a god-inspector who treated them sincerely and kindly in the next life.

Shan Fu Kunihiro next to him stepped forward and threw a small pan into the wooden box: "Kakaka, poor monk, I knew that you would forget to bring coins to the Shuzhuwan Temple, and the small pan is also money. I hope this prayer can be passed on to the above people." Listen to it."

"Yamabuku Kunihiro, do you want to pray too?"

"No, I'll come back after the matter is resolved. Such a one-on-one response will definitely impress the people above."

"That's fine." Suzumaru lightly twisted the beads in his hand, and walked slowly in the shrine with Yamabuku Kunihiro, "I can feel a strange reaction in the sub-shrine to the northeast."

"What a coincidence, the poor monk thinks so too."

The two stopped and walked, seeming to enjoy the scenery, but in fact they walked the entire shrine. When passing by the sub-shrine that responded halfway, they found that the building was surrounded by Shimenawa. The sign explained that due to renovations, the second hall is temporarily closed to the public.

The two stayed for a while, then left here as if nothing had happened.The wind blowing from the side of the second hall was mixed with the screams that seemed to be there, and those who listened without rest or who were hard of hearing would not notice it at all.

However, the incarnation of the sword with five senses surpassing ordinary people here is naturally not to be missed.

They left the shrine and chose a deserted path to re-enter the back mountain of the shrine.Yamabuku Kunihiro summoned the Taidao, and slashed across the big tree hugged by the two, then used the Taidao as a saw, and cut out a piece of wood of a suitable size.

Shuzhuwan pulled out its own body, moved on the wooden board, and the tip of the knife brought up flying sawdust, forming eight characters.

The shrine is overhauled and visits are suspended.

Yamabuku Kunihiro cut out another wooden stick and connected the two together: "Put it up at the gate of the shrine, and ordinary people will not enter by mistake."

"This is a remote shrine, except for those with ulterior motives, ordinary people rarely find it here."

When they visited, they only met a trembling old man walking around the shrine on crutches. Judging by his age, he should be a nearby resident. Besides, there were only the two of them Taidao.

"We will act an hour after the sign is put up."

Yamabushi Kunihiro walked ahead carrying the sign: "As long as you have to endure for another hour, we can start."

Shuzhuwan rubbed the scabbard repeatedly, if he hadn't been a rare knife, if he hadn't installed it yet, would he have experienced the treatment of the knife in the second hall as well.

I thought that being cursed by resentment, unable to sleep or wake up, and just consuming my body in a daze was enough pain, but I didn't expect that the real hell can be seen everywhere in this world.

"After saving them, let's burn this filthy place with fire."

Shuzhuwan suppressed the killing intent in his heart and said lightly.

When Jiro Tachi opened his eyes, he found himself in a warehouse with his eldest brother and the Lion King.

Surrounded by the aroma of all kinds of wine, Jiro threw himself on the ceiling-high wine boxes with a blissful face: "Brother, I will only drink one bottle, and I will never drink a drop more, okay, okay."

"No." Taro picked up Jiro's back collar with a cold face, "Now you are on a mission, and you are not allowed to drink."

"Then you can drink after completing the task?" Jiro's eyes were shining, and he already regarded the wine in front of him as his own.

"No."

"Why, I have completed the task well, and I don't give any rewards for this, so stingy."

Taro sneered: "Are you rich?"

"It's stealing without telling. It seems that my education for you will continue to be strengthened."

The Lion King stood silently and watched Brother Taro teaching Brother Jiro. The aura of Brother Taro was really beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Ordinary knives won't work either.

"Hey you three, what are you doing standing there?" Someone called them at the door, "No one is allowed to enter the warehouse, what are you trying to do, steal wine?"

"Sorry, I went to the wrong room." Taro looked over calmly. The shadow cast by his tall figure twisted into a huge monster on the ground, which made people tremble.

The person at the door couldn't help flinching: "Since you made a mistake, get out quickly, and the boss will scold you if he finds out."

"Thank you." Holding his disobedient younger brother and the silent Lion King following him, Taro Tachi felt the impact of this world for the first time.

——This is too noisy.

"My eyes, ears, and nose are suffering tremendously." Jiro complained with a wrinkled face, "Where is this place? Why is the music so loud?"

"It's too ugly to die."

The Lion King chimed in: "It felt like a cannonball went off in my ear and my head was starting to go dizzy."

The three of them walked along the passage to the source of the sound. The colorful lights that were nowhere to be placed flew around, making everyone's expressions distorted. The speaker released the "touching" music, and Taro covered it with some discomfort. Knowing the position of his heart, he felt that this environment was really a test for him.

"Handsome guy, have a drink." A drunk man raised a glass to Taro. Taro Tachi's height of nearly two meters stood out in the crowd. As for his strange clothes, the old Youtiao who had been in the bar for many years said I haven't seen any devils and snakes before, his appearance is quite normal.

Taro Tachi looked over with cold eyes, and the drunk who was holding a cup suddenly felt like he was caught deserting in the class of the strictest head teacher back then. Cold sweat soaked into his clothes, making him afraid to look directly at the person opposite .

"No need." Taro frowned, opened the way with his tall body, and led the two people behind him to the side of the bar. It's relatively quiet here, but it's still very noisy.

"What would the guest like to drink?"

The bartender tossed the shaker in his hand, and looked at the three new guests secretly: he was proud of his height, and he had an excellent appearance, but the clothes were a bit abnormal, but they matched his face very well, so exciting.

"White water." Taro frowned at the bartender.

The bartender paused and became serious. He picked the three most polished glasses and served each of them a glass of soda.

"Sorry, there's only this kind of white water in the store." And what's the matter with the guilt spreading from his heart, the bartender shouted in his heart, when did I become like this, am I this kind of person?

"Thank you." Taro took a sip of iced soda water, trying to calm himself down. The impact of the noisy environment on him cannot be underestimated.

Jiro has quickly adapted to this new environment. He leaned on the bar with both hands, propped his chin and looked at the bartender: "Brother, where is this? A glass of the wine you just mixed!"

Very good, my brother didn't refute me, and I can finally drink it.Jiro cheered inwardly.

The bartender saw a flash of red light in the other person's eyes in a trance, and when he looked again, there was nothing.

"This is Xiadu, how did you get in if you don't know?"

"Ah, I just came from a small place in the countryside. I don't know anything. I just chose a door and came in. I didn't expect it to be so chaotic. I couldn't find the door to come in."

The Lion King drinking soda is coughing crazily, a small place in the countryside, thank you for being able to say it without stuttering, be careful if the judge knows you describe Honwan like this and beat you.

The bartender knows that there will be such people who accidentally go wrong: "This is the bar Xiadu, open 24 hours a day, it is the largest bar in this area."

"Hey, a bar."

Jiro felt that he knew what the shop was for just from the name: "Brother, is my drink ready?"

"That's fine."

The bartender unscrewed the shaker and poured the amber liquid into the cup: "This is the flower of dreams, the alcohol content is relatively high, please drink carefully."

As soon as the words fell, Jiro boldly picked up the cup and drank it down: "Good wine! Have another glass!"

His posture attracted the attention of the people around him, and everyone was a little surprised that someone dressed like this came to the bar to drink, and from the sound of his voice, he was still a man.

"..."

The bartender was a little helpless: "This guest, this kind of wine has a strong aftertaste. Although it tastes good, if you drink too much, you will really get drunk."

"Don't worry, my brother is right next to you."

A glass of wine turned on Jiro's switch, and he patted Taro on the shoulder proudly: "Anyway, my brother will take me back when I'm drunk, it's okay, let's serve the wine!"

No, it's just because your elder brother is by your side that I'm stupid.The bartender began to mix the wine with a bitter face. This time he didn't dare to serve the same wine again, and replaced it with other low-alcohol liqueur.

"The taste is different, but it's still delicious."

Jiro drank happily in front of the bar, almost attracting everyone's attention. Everyone was betting on when he would collapse, and some even shouted loudly to the bartender to ask him to serve the whole bottle.

They are really people who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic. If you have the ability, come and look at his elder brother yourself.

The bartender slandered, opened the drink with his head down and placed it in front of Jiro, not daring to look elsewhere.

When everyone's attention was shifted to Jiro, The Lion King began to search the bar quickly. The feeling here was too chaotic, everyone's breaths were intertwined, and even their superhuman swords could not Some are overwhelmed.

But when Jiro attracted attention, they naturally walked together, and some places would be vacant, and the Lion King just found time to go there.

If it wasn't for this reason, how could Taro make Jiro drink like that.

The Lion King has a close heart, I don't know why they were assigned to this coordinate point, isn't it randomly assigned, this is too coincidental.

And if he hadn't looked at the shuttle and the coordinates sent for a long time, he really thought they had teleported to the wrong place, how could this be the place where Fu Sangshen was imprisoned...

--wrong.

The Lion King stopped in his tracks. The indoor distance he measured on the first floor of the store was obviously smaller than the current second basement floor.

Is there a new room?

The Lion King recalled the number of steps he took just now. With the same number of steps, the first floor has reached the wall, the second floor has a corridor extending forward, and the third floor is even more exaggerated. The same location is only in the hall central.

Backing away gently, the Lion King walked to the elevator and pressed the up button.

Tell Taro Tachi about the matter before making a decision. If his measurement is correct, does it mean that there is more space underground that has not been revealed? Besides, it has been specially decorated, and the sound insulation effect is quite good. If it is not for the Lion King to explore carefully In the past, he would never have noticed that there was an elevator at a dark corner.

"Ding dong", the elevator door opened.