[Comprehensive] God judge

And Jiu Shenlian didn't enter the Honmaru, but went straight through the courtyard, where there was a city gate connected to the palace, so she went directly to the palace she made.

The palace made by Jiushen is named 'Mingdu'.

The Fusangshen were in a mess, and they waited for a long time, but they didn't even see anyone.

But all the Fusangshen were aware of the surging spiritual power, which was a sign that the God-inspector had already entered the Honmaru.

How long can the No.16 God Judge last?

The Fu Sangshen are too familiar with this kind of thing. Basically, starting from the third God Judge, every new God Judge will give them a blow.

I have to say that in terms of effect, this person's method is almost immediate.

Almost all sword men's favorability towards Jiushenlian has dropped to a negative number.

Jiu Shenlian naturally doesn't care how much the sword man likes him.

She entered the palace, took out a pen and paper, cut paper and drew talismans, and came out as a dozen maids. Since it was a vacation, she naturally had to be served, and the group of fusangshen could not be counted on.

They are all giant babies who need to see a psychiatrist for treatment.

Moreover, this Honmaru, hehe, is definitely not just blackening as Foxnosuke said.

She used her godhead to bet that this Honmaru had completely fallen into the dark. As for why it looked normal on the surface, it can only be said that these fusangshen's plans are not small.

However, Jiu Shenlian is not interested in the truth.

Jiushen practiced traveling so many times by herself, it would be great if she didn't become black. What she needs is the old people's life of drunkenness and dreams, with clothes and food and mouth.

As for whether Fu Sangshen of Honmaru is a dark fall, do I need to pay attention?do you need it?

Sure enough, it's still cute on its own.

Anyway, what those Fusangshen need is spiritual power, so give it to them, the power that escapes a little from her body is enough.

Let out your own BGM playing band, listen to the character songs they play exclusively for Jiushenlian. In this gorgeous and majestic but extraordinarily spacious and empty hall, Jiushenlian sits on the throne of throne, slightly closing his eyes, deep go to sleep.

As for the changes in the pill, she didn't pay attention.

Honmaru has exploded. The original Japanese-style homestay-style house has been upgraded to a super-luxury palace, and the rooms of each blade have undergone corresponding changes according to their own age.

For example, the house of Mikazuki Zongjin has become the style of the Heian period, with a shoji door partition, an imperial curtain hanging on the outside, an elegant screen inside, a curtain and an exquisite imperial dormitory.

In the new group, there are simple and small rooms separated by paper doors. In contrast, they are pitifully shabby.

Even the kitchen has evolved into an ultra-luxury dining hall, where more than 100 vibrators can sit and eat together.

In comparison, it is much more convenient than dividing meals into several rooms before.

There are even two more hot springs for bathing.

Although I know that the size and shape of the main pill are completely determined by the preference and spiritual power of the god judge, but...

A group of fusangshen looked at the super large garden behind the house and the majestic complex of towering pavilions hidden behind the garden.

Speechless.

I can't even imagine the scenery inside that palace.

But what does that mean, judge?

The swords couldn't figure it out.

The gloomy and anxious mood became more and more gloomy with the inactivity day after day.

Don't even want to see them?

Without the permission of the god judge, they can't go out in the battle, go on an expedition, or go to Wanwu, except for being insiders. This is the power of Honmaru. agree.

Especially battles, expeditions, and forging knives, you can't even spar, you can only practice by yourself.

In this pill, the god judge has the power to bind the swords like words.

However, all of this is not important to Jiu Shenlian.

She was drinking fine wine, humming a song, lazily leaning on the beauty's bed and reading a book to pass the time.

Not far away, the ubala incense is lit, and the smog makes it even more beautiful and quiet.

Jiu Shenlian put down the wine cup, dropped the book, turned slightly sideways, and fell asleep again.

Before she fell asleep completely, she thought dimly: Why don't there be a torrential rain, lightning and thunder, rumble bursts, to wash away this gloomy bad luck.

As a result, Honmaru, who was completely controlled by the god judge, followed the mind of the god judge to start a torrential rain of lightning and thunder.

The swordsmen who had never been baptized by thunderstorms were all dumbfounded.

Sanri Yuezong laughed and said, "It seems that the spirit judge is not in a good mood."

But the other Fu Sangshen couldn't laugh.

Not only was the rain falling violently, but it also never stopped, showing no signs of stopping.

When Jiushenlian woke up, she looked at the rain scene outside, smiled slightly, then turned over and continued to sleep.

The previous world consumed too much, and her mind and body were too exhausted and urgently needed to be recuperated, and she needed long-term sleep to relieve her fatigue.

For Jiu Shenlian, the sound of thunder and rain combined with the performance of the band in the distance is the best lullaby.

So, it rained continuously for a month.

This put the swords into a very embarrassing situation.

That is food.

They can do homework to obtain basic food, such as vegetables and rice, and meat can also be obtained by fishing in small lakes in the forest farther away, but the long-term rain makes those vegetables drowned by water.

Although some came back after being rescued, Honmaru's [-]-strength knife was really not enough for food.

Even if Fu Sangshen doesn't eat, they won't starve to death, but they will feel hungry. They are now completely human. Although they can be repaired through spiritual power, their five senses are all sound, and their digestive system is no different from ordinary people.

Therefore, after a week of saving food, the vegetable rice noodles finally broke, which is not counted, especially after eating grilled fish for several days, almost all Fu Sangshen felt that they could not continue like this , this rain must stop.

So, after the adult group held a meeting to discuss, it was decided that Yiqi Yizhen, Yaki Hasebe, and Mikazuki Zongjin would go to that palace to meet the new judge.

After all, with a four-flower and a five-flower plus a chef, the judge should give a little face, right?

However, he never expected that there would be quite a few people in this seemingly empty palace, which should only be filled with god-inspectors.

Jiren was holding an umbrella. As soon as he walked into the outer corridor of the palace, he saw several women's figures not far away. He cut Hasebe and other blades and walked over to stop them. Only then did Sanren realize that these women were all very tall. exactly the same.

Although they all have the same appearance, they are all wearing waist-length Confucian skirts, their hair is tied up softly and loosely behind their heads, their faces are expressionless, and their bodies are lifeless, and they can only slightly feel the aura flowing from each other.

Yizhen and the others were stunned for a while, and it took a while to realize that these people should be Shikigami.

From the looks of it, this god judge doesn't seem to need an attendant.

With this understanding, Yiqi Yizheng and Hasebu Hase's heart sank a little, because in this way they lost one condition that they could take advantage of.

Mikazuki Zongjin asked with a smile, "Are you the shikigami of the god judge? We are Fusangshin of this Honmaru, and I hope to meet the god judge."

The maid looked at the three of them silently, one of them said a few words to the two around him before turning and leaving, leaving the three of them waiting at the door.

The maid went directly to the main hall where Jiushenlian was, and reported the news.

Jiu Shenlian's perception spread throughout the entire palace, and she woke up as soon as the Fu Sangshen entered the palace gate.

Hearing the maid said that they came to see her, Jiu Shenlian pondered for a while, then waved his hand to let them in.

Looking at the performance team behind the curtain in the distance, Jiu Shenlian yawned and ordered: "Change another song, Bing Jue Mo."

Immediately, the music stopped, and in the next second, the quiet and mysterious music came to the ears, and Jiushenlian's restless mood was slightly soothed.

On the other side, the maid who received instructions from Jiushenlian said, "Please follow me."

Sanren followed the footsteps of the maid, walked through the winding corridors, bypassed the majestic palace, walked for about a quarter of an hour, and stopped in front of a magnificent and spacious palace.

Unrecognizable words were written on the plaques in the palace, probably the name of the palace, and there were also unfamiliar couplets hanging on the pillars on both sides.

After entering the door, the goal is the beautiful and exquisite decoration, as well as the figure on the high couch in the distance.

That person was dressed in brocade silk, the material was not clear, what could be vaguely discerned was that the other person's eyes were cold.

In the hall, strange and cold exotic music echoed, just like the unfathomable but extraordinarily indifferent mind of this god judge.

The three of them walked not far under the high couch, this position was enough to see Jiu Shenlian on the couch clearly, but not too close.

Jiu Shenlian leaned on the big pillow and asked, "What's the matter?"

Pressing Hasebe and other blades, he introduced himself: "His Royal Highness, we are the swords of Honmaru, and I am Pressing Hasebe. This is the first phase of Yizhen and Mikami Tsukimune."

Jiu Shenlian picked up the book on one side, flipped through it, and asked, "Is it difficult for you to be honest?"

Pressed and cut Hasebe:...

Choked by Jiu Shenlian's merciless ridicule, fortunately Yiqi Yizheng reacted in time and said, "It's like this, Your Highness the God Judge, Fu Sangshen of Honmaru can't join the battle without your permission." Expeditions and daily classes can’t be completed, so I can only do some inside stories, but under the long-term heavy rain, the fields are not suitable for planting. Food."

Jiushen Lian was stunned for a moment, and he let out a cry, and the rainstorm outside stopped immediately.

"The bondage of words? Then, I allow you to arrange battles and expeditions by yourself, and complete the daily tasks. As for Wanwu, let's talk about it in a month. I don't want to go out for the time being. If there is anything missing, just tell the maids. Tomorrow There are some stocks in the capital, you can use them first." Said Jiu Shenlian gave a few instructions to the maid at the side, and then sent them away.

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Opened a new hole [Tired and Yiyan Luo], the content is a short story about Onmyoji, the protagonist has no CP