God judge, her career is paramount

It turned out that the judge and Higakiri rode together, and Mikazuki Zongjin sat leisurely on the bullock cart, looking more like a down-and-out samurai master.

The civilian husbands in the motorcade were all peeping at them. Although there were many beautiful women in Tiezhen, there were no handsome men. Just look at Tiezhen's second head who was following behind Fanji.When the two samurai masters arrive in Iron Town, the girls in the town don't know how happy they will be.

Fan Ji rode a pure black steed, stomping and walking, and got very close to the God Judge and Mustache's horse.

On the way, a monk brought a group of monks holding red umbrellas into the convoy. The leader gave a musket wrapped in paper to Fanji, who immediately unwrapped the oiled paper and looked at it carefully.

"Speaking of... I really think I haven't asked you yet." Fan Ji asked while looking at the musket: "What's your name?"

The judge froze for a while before realizing that she was talking to herself. She thought of a name casually, and was about to say it, when suddenly someone whispered in her ear, "Yazi."

The judge blurted out, "Masako."

When she came back to her senses, she felt the heat on her right auricle being blown by someone's breath, and she turned her head and stared fiercely.

Mustache had an innocent expression.

Fan Ji glanced at their interaction, continued to fiddle with her long gun, and said in her mouth: "まさこ (Masako)? Is the Chinese character Masako or Masako?"

Judge: "It's Masako."

Ancient neon women often used "zi" as a suffix, and they generally did not change their baby names unless they were canonized by the imperial court.

Magic Ji smiled and said: "Well...literate, very good."

She held a fire|gun in both hands, pointed the butt of the gun at the judge, and said, "Do you know what this is?"

The judge hesitated and said, "Fire|gun?" It's not that he didn't know it, but he was afraid of exposing himself to know too much things that people of this era should not know.

"It's also called Shi Huo Ya." Fan Ji handed her the gun: "Try it."

Mustache opened his mouth and said: "It's too dangerous, you have already put iron galls in the gun, Missy still..."

Before he finished speaking, the god judge took the musket directly, and brought it to him for inspection.

Mustache: "..."

I saw Fan Ji took out a stick of fire from her bosom, and the second master who followed the horse immediately gave her incense sticks.

Magic Ji lit the incense stick, and handed the other end of the stick to the judge: "Use this to light the fire."

This time, Hidekiri did not express any objection, the judge reached out to take the incense stick, pointed to a round hole in the front of the fire|gun and asked Fan Ji: "Where is the ignition port?"

Magic Ji smiled and nodded: "Yes. Put the pistol on your shoulder, aim and light it."

Judge: "I understand."

She immediately placed the musket on her right shoulder. Behind her, Mustache dodged the end of the gun helplessly, and was almost hit in the face by a wooden pole with a thick wrist.

When the god judge was aiming, Mustache Xu held the god judge's waist, bowed his head and said in her left ear: "The target should not be too far away, the range of muskets in this era is very short, and the iron gallbladder will hit it 50 meters away." sink."

The judge moved his head feeling a little uncomfortable, and felt a little uncomfortable, so he simply raised the muzzle of the gun, estimated the distance, and put the incense stick into the ignition port——

There was a loud bang, and on the hill a hundred meters away, a huge boulder was hit with sparks flying, and the judge himself fell backwards due to the recoil, and mustache put his hand on his vest and held him firmly.

Fan Ji squinted at the stone that was hit, and the corners of her lips curled up: "The aim is very good." She also has great strength, unlike some girls in Iron Town who have difficulty even picking up a gun|gun.

She turned her head and said loudly to a monk holding a tin rod: "It is said to be a new product, but its power is not very good. It only punches a small hole in the stone."

The monk touched his head and replied: "It's too far away, the power is guaranteed within a hundred meters."

Fan Ji turned back again, and the judge returned the musket and incense to her, and Fan Ji took it with both hands.

"A samurai's sword is no match for this fire|gun, and no matter how sharp the sword is, it will shatter in front of the iron gall of the fire|gun." Fan Ji said to the judge, there seemed to be other meanings in her eyes: "If you want, I will I can give you a hand."

Is it too sharp?Mustaki sat behind the god judge, stroked the body on his waist, and was dumbfounded... I was actually threatened by a human being, even if this human future is one of the god judges of the government of time, the feeling of being threatened is still very strange .

The judge didn't realize it, so she declined, "You've helped me too much, I dare not accept it anymore."

Seeing her refusal, Fan Ji handed the musket in Dong's hand to the second leader who was walking off the horse, and said: "You're welcome, I always feel as if I knew you before, and I can't help but want to take care of you more."

God judge: "..."

Fan Ji looked at her and raised her eyebrows and said, "Why are you blushing?"

"No, it's nothing..." The interrogator's cheeks were hot. Thinking about it carefully, she was often taken care of by Master Fanji in the Government of Time, even this mission.

Magic Ji continued: "I let you hold the fire|gun because it might be used tonight."

The judge wondered: "Tonight? Are there bandits here?"

Huan Ji pursed her lips and said with a smile: "There are no bandits in the west, because there are things more terrifying than bandits in the mountains."

Scarier than bandits?The judge hesitated, "Is it a monster?"

"Monsters? Hahahahaha——" Fan Ji laughed loudly: "It's not bad to call them monsters. Those wild beasts that have lived for hundreds of years and grow into giants are not monsters."

The examiner was surprised and said, "Hundred years? Then... shouldn't it be a god?" That's how Fu Sangshen was formed.

Huan Ji raised her eyebrows: "It's gods that are beneficial to people, and demons that are harmful. Who cares about the essence?"

……

That night, with Fanji's words in front of him, the examiner asked Foxnosuke to continue to monitor the surrounding forest in secret. Although the invisible interference became more and more serious, there was no victory.She also expanded the spiritual force field to the maximum, so that even if there is a monster attack, she can find it early.

As night fell, the convoy camped on the side of the mountain road.The folks tied the four corners of the oilcloth to the tree trunk, and spread a straw mat underneath to sleep.The most important herd of cattle and rice are protected in the middle, and the men sit on the periphery with a musket | gun, drinking porridge with thick porcelain bowls.

The porridge in this era is not as fine as that of later generations. The beans and fodder eaten by cattle and horses are cooked with rice, and the porridge is eaten by people. Add a pinch of coarse salt and pick two handfuls of wild vegetables on the roadside and stir into the porridge. One large bowl is enough for each person.

Naturally, the appraiser couldn't eat it, but Fan Ji kept her with her all the time, sitting with the second master of Tie Zhen and the leader of the monk and soldier holding the tin stick. The wild vegetables scratched my throat sorely.

Sanri Yuezong saw that the interrogator was feeling unwell, so he asked her to go and see on the pretext that the shed was tied up.The judge had a reason, talked to Fan Ji, and walked away with porridge in relief.

What she didn't know was that after she left, the monk who was sitting with her smiled at Fan Ji: "Master, that is indeed a noble lady, she is not used to our food."

Tie Zhen's second head also snorted, he was the only other than Fan Ji dressed as a warrior in Tie Town, and he was naturally hostile to the "city warriors" outside.

Magic Ji said indifferently: "Don't say that, people grow up slowly and accept slowly."

The second master complained in a low voice: "You are too used to them, Axia is like this, and now he is still putting on airs."

Fan Ji: "But she stepped on the bellows and planted the land, and she did no less than anyone else."

The second master muttered: "You are still too arrogant, but you, the eldest master, are too soft-hearted..."

The monk embraced the tin staff, held the porridge bowl in both hands and said with a smile: "I also gave her the firearm. That is not the painting fan played by the young lady."

Fan Ji glanced at him: "Eat yours, the night is still long."

The god judge left the crowd and followed Sanka Yuezong to the side of the goods. Someone had already built a shed crookedly among the trees with a large borrowed oilcloth, and was admiring his own works.

"Higakiri?"

Mustache turned his head, saw the porridge bowl in her hand, and said unexpectedly: "Master, you actually prepared dinner for me?"

God judge: "..." That's right, I almost forgot that I am a Fusangshen who likes food in this world.

Judge: "Uh...yes, but let me re..." Refill a bowl for you.

Before she finished speaking, Mustache had already taken the porcelain bowl from her hand, and raised her head and took a big mouthful.

God judge: "..."

After swallowing the porridge, Mustache smacked his lips with a strange expression: "So this is also porridge...it tastes worse than what little skylarks eat."

Knowing that he would say that, the interrogator expressed that he didn't want to know why Mustuki knew the smell of the forage the little skylark ate, and directly took out a bag of military food pills and a pack of dumplings from the storage bag and handed it to Mustuki.

Mustache put down the porridge bowl, stretched out his hand to choose the dumpling, and when he took it back, he did not forget to boast: "You are so considerate."

"..." The veins in the god judge's temple twitched.

After dinner, it was almost early morning.A small number of civilian men and monks and soldiers around had already laid down and slept, while the other half held muskets and patrolled around the camp.Magic Ji holds a brass telescope to observe the dark mountain forest, Monk Xizhang and Erdangjia follow her, neither intending to rest.

The attack happened in the middle of the night.

The appraiser was the first to sense a large wave of spiritual power approaching the foot of the mountain, and she immediately went to find Fan Ji, who gave her a slightly surprised look, and then comforted her: "Don't worry, we've already done it." ready."

Just as they were talking, the monks and civilian husbands walked out of the camp with muskets, pointing their muzzles at the foot of the mountain, with incense sticks in their hands.

At the foot of the mountain, something was rampaging in the darkness. With their chaotic footsteps, the ground was shaking, and small pieces of sand and stone even jumped up.

Fan Ji said loudly: "Don't worry, wait until it's close enough to light the fire."

The creatures in the darkness were still approaching, their footsteps were like drumbeats, pounding on the ground rumblingly.

The judge involuntarily became nervous. There were no stars or moon in the sky, and the torches of the convoy could only illuminate a small area in front of her eyes. Although she could sense something was wrong, she couldn't see the details in the dark, which made her even more nervous .

The two men with swords also followed behind her. Mustache squinted his eyes to look into the darkness, and suddenly said, "It's a wild boar. I've seen it before in Raiguang, but it's just this big..."

It took almost no time for the visitor to see the pitch-black to the light of the torches. The sound of artillery from the human side rang out one after another, and many torches inserted on the ground only illuminated one hoof or half of the pig's face of the wild boar. The pig's hoof, thicker than an elephant's leg, stepped into the mud.

The screams of humans and the snorting of wild boars could be heard in the darkness, and only Fanji's orderly order could be heard from behind: "After shooting, back up and reload, next row, get ready—fire! Back up..."

It's not just giant wild boars emerging from the darkness.

There are several colorful monsters mixed in the pigs. They are also pig-shaped bodies, with long feathers growing behind the shoulder blades. There are eighteen eyes in the upper and lower rows. A one-eyed mask was attached.

"It's the face monster again!"

The face monster is not interested in humans at all, so it leaps high in front of the human defense line, and steps on the god judge with all four hooves.

The god judge dodges the face monster's landing point, and draws the knife with his backhand to slash at the face monster's neck.

Different from the previous difficulty in dealing with it, this time the blade easily cut through the face monster's body, and then cut the mask in half.

Mikazuki Zongjin and Higakiri also confronted each other, and they both found that although the masked monster was aggressive, its body was not as strong as that of Kyoto's, and its speed and strength were much worse than that of Tengu.

After Hideki cut off two monsters, he was slightly disappointed: "Why are you so weak? I thought I could happily kill monsters in this world, but the result is similar to Odachi."

Sanri Yuezong replied: "Maybe it's because the warlock put all the powerful monsters in the battle in Kyoto, so the current monsters seem to be weak."

But the god judge thought of another aspect: "So, the warlock knows that we have left the capital, and also knows our exact location."

The god judges were annoyed for a while, their every move was exposed to the eyes of the warlock, but the warlock was hiding in the dark, so they could only defend passively.

Beside the human line of defense, behind Fan Ji, the monk holding a tin staff looked back to the back that should have been empty.

"Chi, the monsters here are still too weak, even with a mask, they can't threaten them."

Amid the sound of artillery, no one could hear the monk talking to himself.

"You're right. To deal with the government of the time, you have to use things that belong to this world. After all, they are all very well-behaved and won't change history."

"Then let them go, and go with the mask demon. I also want to know... how powerful the low-level gods in this world can become with my mask."

The rumbling sound of the earth came from the side of the hillside, and a group of giant wild boars bypassed the line of defense and rushed to the left side of the camp where the god judge and the sword man were.

When the people in the camp saw the wild boar approaching, although they were frightened, they did not act chaotically. They all squatted in a row well-trained, and one of them shouted the password and opened fire at the same time.

The instant fire light illuminated the wild boar's head and face, and there was a one-eyed mask on its forehead!

The judge saw it clearly, and shouted anxiously: "Quickly get out of the way!"

The artillery fire exploded on the head and abdomen of the wild boar, but the wild boar continued to charge towards the humans as if they were not injured at all, and the thin humans were instantly knocked into the air.

The judge's eyes were about to burst, and she was about to rush forward when she was grabbed by Mustache.

Mustache said in a deep voice: "They have been transformed into half-demons by masks. It is very difficult for you to deal with them. Let me deal with them."

After finishing speaking, he raised his knife to face the herd of wild boars, leaving behind a series of hearty laughter: "Well, after all, it is also the responsibility of the Wu family to fight ghosts!"

Ghost retreat?ghost?The emotion that the judge had just raised disappeared immediately. If it wasn't for another monster attacking in front of him, he even wanted to follow up and knock the confused old knife with the scabbard.

Mikazuki Zongjin smiled and said: "Leave it to him, I believe that Hikakiri will not take his life as a joke."

The god judge killed the demon in front of him murderously: "God knows what that guy is thinking every day!" He was smiling every day, and suddenly became serious like a prodigal son turning his head back.

Thinking of this, it was inevitable that she would always pay attention to Hikiri's battle.Not long after, a scene that made her blood coagulate appeared in front of her eyes.

This Zhen Laodao really showed off his skills!

A wild boar wearing a mask is almost as difficult to deal with as a tengu. Even Hikakiri, who has the legend of slaying monsters, would take some effort to bring down a wild boar, let alone a group of them.

The wild boar taller than a human was pushed up by its tusks and hit the tree trunk. Mustache reacted fairly quickly, dodged before the wild boar hit him a second time, and opened the wild boar's head from the side.

After killing this one, there were three or four others rushing over from the hillside, all of them aggressive, and Mustache Kiri supported himself with a knife, tsk said: "Oh... scary, did Genji Tsuna have the same mood at that time?"

"Watanabe Tsuna was killing ghosts at that time! Don't remember the legend wrong!" the god judge said angrily, she rushed forward with a slanted stab, and chopped off the front hoof of the first wild boar.

The first wild boar rolled over and fell to the ground. The wild boar behind it was too close, and it fell into a ball when it hit it. It couldn't get up for a long time.

Both the masked demon and the masked wild boar were killed, and the battle between the humans and the wild boar soon ended, and Magic Ji began to lead people to count the losses.

Toshikiri was the most seriously injured on the God Judge's side, and Mikazuki Zongjin was almost uninjured.Considering that Mustache had to show his face during the day, the interrogator had to take him away from the camp for the time being, and find a place where no one was there, and Mikayue Zongjin would make excuses on the other side of the camp.

"Eh...? Hand in?"

The person who was being judged walked with his arms on his shoulders, and Zhen Laodao still complained leisurely: "But you don't have the help of the runes in the entry room for this kind of injury, so it will take two or three days to heal it?"

The veins on the forehead of the judge twitched, and he said patiently: "When I came here, I found that the water source near here had a slight spiritual reaction, which was very similar to the water in Shuishui. I think it should be the water source here. It should also have the effect of healing wounds.”

Hidekiri's golden eyes flashed, and he dragged his voice: "Oh... so it's that kind of manual method."

The judge was suspicious: "So do you like or hate this manual method?"

... She quickly determined his preference from Hikiri's behavior.

There is a small stream near the camp, and the judge of the gods took Mustache to the upper reaches of the stream, lit a fire talisman as a light, asked Mustache to sit on a rock by the stream, and put the cracked knife on the body. on the side.

The god judge held a handful of stream water with both hands, poured his own spiritual power into it, and told the gods of this land the intention of coming, and then slowly poured the water on the body of Mustache.

The girl under the moon carefully cleaned the sword, and the blood-stained young warrior in white sat on the stone and looked at her... This should have been a very peaceful scene, but the voice coming from Hikakiri's mouth destroyed it.

Hidekiri seemed unbearable: "Uh ah... ah... um..."

The appraiser: "!????" The groaning sound made her hair stand on end, she quickly stopped the action of pouring water, and asked Mustache, "Are you all right? Does it hurt?"

Mustache panted lightly, under the dim light of the fire talisman, his handsome facial features seemed a little fragile.

"No, it's okay...I'm fine, please continue."

God examiner: "...Then I will continue. Can you bear with it? I will inject more spiritual power so that you can recover quickly."

Mustakiri said weakly: "Okay, sorry for your inconvenience."

The god judge was still worried, and only added a little spiritual power to the water, which was very slowly poured on a small part of the front end of the blade.

Hikakiri: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

God judge: "?????" Hey, I only added a little more spiritual power, why do you look like you are about to die? ?

The author has something to say:

Anijia's brain circuit is not something we mortals can understand...

ps. Regarding Genjizuna’s single-riding crusade voice from Anijia, Oni Taiji’s voice from Setsubun Oni Taiji’s voice (ghosts come in and die laughing