God judge, her career is paramount

The green-skinned ghost didn't listen to what the witch in front of him was saying, as long as the one blocking the way wasn't a black-clothed samurai from the ghost killing team, other humans would only be different in flesh quality in the eyes of the ghosts.

The blue-skinned ghost landed on all fours, jumped several times in the dense forest, and rushed towards the witch like a wild beast, with saliva splashing from its mouth.

Judge: "Dirty!"

What the priestess was holding was not Kagura Bell, but Nobucho Wakizashi.

When the evil ghost rushed, the witch stepped forward boldly, with a flash of the knife in her hand, the green and white horse cut the ghost's body from the right shoulder to the left rib, tearing it in half.

The head was attached to the neck and the left arm fell to the ground, and it rolled a few times. The green skin ghost was stunned for two seconds before realizing what happened, and immediately shouted: "You are from the ghost killing team! Why are you not wearing black clothes! Ahhhh Ah, why are there ghost killing teams everywhere, it's so annoying! It's so annoying! I can't even eat properly!"

The head was shouting, and the remaining half of the body with the legs still lying on the ground was able to move, and the left arm was waving wildly.The god-inspector's eyesight was so good that he could still see the internal organs wriggling in the ghost's dissected chest cavity through a glimmer of moonlight.

disgusting!The god judge was glad that he only took Bingliang pills for the past two days, and he couldn't vomit even if he wanted to vomit.

The god judge walked over, stopped in front of the green skin ghost's head, and asked, "Hey, were you driven here by the 'ghost warrior'? What's the matter with the thin blood?"

"Who would tell you! I'm going to eat you! Eat you!" Qingpigui screamed, and then gritted his teeth with hatred: "'Ghost Warrior'...it's all 'Ghost Warrior''s fault! Otherwise, how could I Become like this! Otherwise, I would have caught someone long ago!"

It seems that there is no communication at all, the judge thought disgustedly, it is best not to kill it, but if it is left alone, it is afraid that it will be used by the retrograde army.

Seeing that the body of the green skin ghost had climbed to the side of the head, and the upper and lower parts of the body began to stick together, the god judge finally cut off the neck of the green skin ghost with a knife.

As soon as the neck was cold, the green skin ghost stopped screaming in fright, but after two or three seconds, the green skin ghost found that he had not started to dissipate.

Green-skinned ghost: "Hahahahaha I'm not dead! You're not from the Ghost Killing Team, I'm going to eat you!"

"Oh...?" The god judge held a knife in his hand and smiled Qingjiang. It seems that your legend is useless to this kind of ghost...

In the first phase, a team of retrograde troops was killed at one stroke. When they came back, they saw a pile of minced meat piled up in front of the god judge, and a fixed body amulet was pasted on the top. Only a broken horn could barely tell that this pile of meat was the one just now. Green skin ghost.

Yiqi struggled to turn his gaze back to the God-inspector: "...Master, are you alright?"

The judge put the knife back into its sheath without changing his face, and the red hakama in white clothes didn't even stick a drop of blood, as if she wasn't the one who brutally sliced ​​up the ghost, and wrote lightly: "It's okay. This kind of ghost can be fused and recovered after the first fall, I was afraid it would get in the way, so I posted a fixed amulet." A ready-to-use amulet is sold in Wanwu for 600 Jiazhou gold without a discount, and resource supply packs can buy two, but now it is used on a little ghost Well, not cutting a few more knives really can't solve the hatred in her heart.

The judge looked at Yiqi Yizheng: "Are you not injured?"

First phase, a shock: "No, this team of enemy blades is not strong."

The "nothing" said by the knife man is probably not credible. When the interrogator asked, he had habitually checked it carefully with the spiritual force field. After confirming that Yizheng was really not injured in the first phase, he nodded and said: "Then let's go, go and fight with them."

……

At night, Katsura Itakura stayed in a small town outside Edo City and did not enter the city.

It was only after the interrogator had a round with the swordsman who stayed behind in Edo Castle that he learned that Edo Castle was closed after sunset because of the cannibal incidents that took place in the past few days, and he had to wait until dawn to enter the city.

"What about the historical bias? Has it shrunk?"

"No." Fox's help said: "After we separated from you, the deviation temporarily stabilized at 6%, and now it slowly rises to 7%."

"Tsk!" The god judge was furious. Before Houshishan and Ikedaya were so difficult to fight, she was stuck within 5% of the deviation, but now it has reached 7%!This suggests that it is very likely that one or more important people died prematurely, preventing the historical events they participated in from happening.

When they came to the past to protect history, many times they didn't know whether what they did was right or wrong, and they could only use numerical values ​​to confirm whether there were major changes in history.If you make a mistake, no one knows what you did wrong for a short time. If you do it right, sometimes the value will continue to rise, and it will not fall until the whole thing is over. In this case, all they can do is try to let history develop along the original track. .

However, if the deviation does not shrink, she must take into account the possibility that "the reincarnation of No. 1 in Group B is affecting history", and the knife in her hand is likely to be directed at human beings.

For herself and her family, she can do everything possible to trace back, but for innocent people who are also human beings...

The god judge took a deep breath: "Our troops are divided into two groups, Hyuga, Nayuo, Yamato Shou, and Tong Tianguan, please continue to protect the city, and the first phase of Houhe will stay outside the city with me. There must be an enemy attack tonight. The number will not be small, and at the same time, we must guard against ogres, everyone be careful."

As he said that, the god judge took out six fixed-body talismans from the storage bag and distributed them to them respectively: "There are only these fixed-body talismans left. Each of you can use one of them, and you can activate it with spiritual power. Once a ghost attacks the history Characters, you don't need to fight, just fix the opponent directly."

Foxnosuke suggested: "How about asking Honmaru to send some Fusangshen over? It's safer to have more people."

The judge shook his head: "The more people there are, the easier it is to attract non-violators. The historical deviation is already very large, and non-violators may appear at any time. We can't take risks."

"The master should also take care of himself." Yamato Shou'an said, "It is very difficult to attack the city, and the target of the retrograde army is probably Itakura outside the city."

Catfish tail said to Yiqi Yizhenghehou: "You have to protect the master well, otherwise, horse dung hehehe... ah pain!"

The appraiser withdrew his hand from knocking on the cattail's head, and warned: "Don't play with horse manure."

The four men with swords rushed to the city, and the god judge, Atsuto Shiro, and Yiqi Yizhen stood on the only two-story building in the town, watching them leave.

After waiting for a few more hours, the moon gradually climbed to the top of the dome, but the light that should have sprinkled on the earth was covered by thick black clouds that suddenly gathered, and an ominous light of blood flashed inside.

The judge said coldly: "It's finally here!"

The three of them protected the house where Katsuki Itakura was located in a character shape, facing hundreds of marching troops who fell from the sky.

……

In the forest outside Edo Castle, a girl cut off the head of the last Oni. Her Japanese Japanese Sword was the same gray as her hair.

The ghost began to dissipate, and the girl took out gauze from her pocket and bandaged her wound.

Above her head, the crow croaked, "Edo Castle! Edo Castle!"

The girl said helplessly: "I also want to go to the city earlier, but the wound must be dealt with."

"Idiot Junko!" cried the crow, pointing one wing in the direction of Edo Castle: "Edo Castle—"

The girl named Junko walked out of the woods and stood on the edge of the hill looking out.

Junko was surprised: "What is that?"

I saw that the sky at night was illuminated by a large piece of red light, covering half of Edo Castle, and there was also the faint sound of thunder and the sound of gongs and drums telling water to run.

A few hundred meters away, the girl's gray hair was also tinged with red: "If it is a blood ghost technique, the range is too large, and there is no ghostly breath."

The person she was talking to—the crow quacked twice, but couldn't answer.

Suddenly, there was an explosion in the sky, and Junko raised her head suddenly, only to see that her head was also covered by black clouds. In the next second, more than a dozen red lightning strikes on the hillside where she was.

The lightning dissipated, and the retrograde army, which looked like a ghost, appeared from the black mist, and two red lights appeared on the face that could not be seen clearly... There was even a Datachi, and the retrograde army was distributed on the entire hillside , surrounded Junko.

"This is really a ghost!" Junko subconsciously touched the handle of the waist, and said in surprise: "What are you? Are you the souls of dead warriors?"

Naturally, the retrograde army couldn't speak, and their answer was the long black knife that slashed at Junko.

Junko held her sword horizontally, and was crushed by the force of the retrograde army, her arms sank!

"Good weight!"

Junko gritted her teeth and shouted to the crow: "Go to the nearby team members!"

The crow quacked and flew away, Junko pushed away the retrograde army's blade vigorously, and took a few steps back to open the distance.

Junko: "What the hell are you? If the souls of the dead take revenge, shouldn't they go to your enemies? Why attack me?"

The only answer to her was the approaching footsteps of the retrograde army.

"If you don't answer...then I won't be polite!"

Junko sideways slashed the sword, holding the blade flat to her ear, and the blade pointed directly at the Taidao enemy blade in front of her.

"My dusty breath... the first form, ash, dust, hidden!"

The gray dust covered the Taidao Enemy with the wind, the girl disappeared in the mist, and appeared behind the Enemy in a flash.

Junko turned around, but found that the enemy blade that should have been killed by him just now was still moving. Turning around, several retrograde troops swarmed up, and at the same time raised their knives to chop at herself.

"how is this possible!"

Junko dodged a few blows of the long knife, and used the breath method to cut off the head of an enemy blade again, but unfortunately it still had no effect at all.

One side can only defend, and all attacks are invalid, while the other side can kill immediately.Junko struggled to survive the siege of the retrograde army, and soon the old wounds added new wounds, so she had to run around in the forest.

As the stepson of Breath of Flame, she can be considered a genius when she develops a new breathing method from Breath of Flame.Since becoming an official member, she has been cornered by ghosts many times, but she has never been as powerless as she is now.

A large number of retrograde troops surrounded the entire hill, and narrowed the encirclement step by step towards the top of the hill. Junko hid behind a certain tree in the mountain, her breathing was disordered, her black clothes were soaked in blood, and some of them rubbed against the blue scabbard around her waist .

"I won't... just die inexplicably like this..."

It may be that the injury was too severe, and she couldn't even use breathing to stop the bleeding. Junko's eyes were blurred, and her hands and feet began to feel cold.

Her life was too short. She was born as a farm girl, her parents were killed by ghosts, and she was rescued by her predecessor Yan Zhu and became a member of the ghost killing team.

She never thought about where her future was, but she didn't want to lose it just like that.

In the haze, someone approached her, grabbed her shoulder, and whispered something in her ear.

Junko could only see that person with golden hair, still shining brightly in the dark woods.

"Is it... a revolving lantern...?"

She had seen such blond hair only once in her life, when she was still young, and a visitor suddenly came to the house... A warrior in white cloth left a sword with a blue scabbard in their house.

The samurai has bright blond hair and gentle blue eyes. Before leaving, he hugged Xiao Junzi gently and said, "Goodbye, my master."

"You...are..." Junko tried hard to see the person in front of her, but she was wrapped in something, and a warm and reassuring breath could be smelled in her nose.

"I am your knife, master."

Except for the white cloth covering his body, this Zhenshan Mukiri Kunihiro is far inferior to his other companions, at least his appearance can no longer be called beautiful.

Black and purple scarlets crawled up his neck and cheeks from his collar, and bony spurs grew out of the back of his hands like a retrograde army, and even the once pure blue eyes were faintly blood-colored.

Losing the spiritual power to nourish him and maintaining his consciousness for ten years, Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro has ingested too many mixed spirits, and ordinary maintenance can't get rid of it at all.According to the standards of the current government, he is not even eligible to be exorcised, and any judge who sees him will kill him mercilessly.

Not far away, the retrograde army was still approaching. Junko leaned against the tree trunk and could feel the vibration from the ground.

Junko's eyelids were heavy, she wanted to open them, and a warm hand covered her eye sockets first.

Yamabuki Kunihiro said in a low voice, "Don't look at me, I'm not pretty anymore."

Junko: "No...you..."

She wanted to raise her hand to take off the hand covering her eyes, but found that she couldn't even move her fingers.

The reassuring breath in front of me slowly moved away, and the voice seemed to come from a distant place—"Please rest assured and wait a while, leave this place to me, and someone will come to rescue you soon."

No, don’t save me, Junko wants to say, if it’s my knife, then live a good life, it doesn’t matter if it’s beautiful or not, the important thing is to find a master who is willing to help you maintain it once every three days...

However, she couldn't say anything, and her vision and consciousness slowly fell into darkness.

The author has something to say:

Yesterday, the team battle fished out a big bag Hirakawa Urashima Tiger Toru! !It’s rare to drink tea and the pills are floating, it’s because Da Baoping is coming hahaha

***

ps, the saying of 襓褉 comes from Noragami, and being polluted by 褉 alone is actually polluted by safety or health, but here, for the convenience of little angels who have never seen it before, we can unify it into the saying of 褉