God judge, her career is paramount

A certain old knife screamed so creepily that she had no choice but to stop.

"Why do you feel that you are in pain?" The judge half-kneeled next to Mustache, patted his back lightly, and asked worriedly, "Could it be that there is something wrong with my spiritual power?"

Mustache raised his head slightly, and when his golden eyes looked at her, the long and dense eyelashes cast a large dark shadow under his eyes, making them look more and more hazy.

"It's not painful...Master." Higakiri panted softly, "You have entered for many swords, but haven't you ever felt the feeling of being entered?"

The judge was stunned for a moment, and became serious: "So my hand will actually make Fusangshen feel pain? Everyone in this pill feels pain?"

Hidekiri seemed to smile: "I don't know what other swords feel like, but...my words..."

With his left hand he put the hand on his shoulder which was placed on his shoulder by the examiner, and his right hand stretched out towards the face of the examiner, covering her cheek, and leaned closer, the eyes of the inanimate metal and iron seemed to be at this moment With magical powers, people's eyes are involuntarily drawn into it.

The judge stared blankly at him approaching him, and before his foreheads were touched, he only heard Mustache say in a hoarse voice: "Do you want to know?... The feeling of being caught by someone. I can help you..."

As if the treasure that had been covered up layer upon layer finally revealed itself, on a moonless night, the fire talisman floating in the sky provided the only source of light. Under its reflection, the God-inspector could clearly see... the temptation on Higashikiri's face Conquest, conquest, and inevitability are all evident.

Suddenly, footsteps came from the direction of the camp, and the fire talisman in the air instantly burned to ashes, and the two people by the stream were instantly engulfed in darkness.

Another beam of light came out slowly from the woods, and someone was talking and laughing.

"Hahahaha... Sanri Yuesang, you are really interesting."

"Well, doing things with money, that's what they said, let alone public warriors."

"Hahahahahaha ... when smelling copper odor, there is no difference between the nobles and the noble dogs with noble bloodlines ... huh?"

Two men of the same stature were walking to the stream, and the torches in their hands illuminated the two in the darkness.

Seeing the two of them sitting and squatting very close to each other, Fan Ji had a strange expression on his face, while Mikazuki Sokami didn't express anything about Higakiri's out-of-the-ordinary posture, and his smile remained the same, as if he just met a friend while walking at night That's all.

The scene froze for a second, and Fan Ji blinked at the judge, and said with a smile: "It's good to be hot...but it's not good to catch a cold, not to mention that there are many mosquitoes in summer nights."

God judge: "..." The wind review was killed!

She calmly stood up from Mustakiri, picked up the Taidao placed by the stream, and said, "Just now I killed a wild boar, the knife is stained with blood, come here and clean it."

Magic Ji's eyes flickered slightly: "Cleaning? Is it better to wipe the sword with oil?"

"Of course you need oil for precious swords." The god judge picked up a handful of water from the stream with one hand, and poured spiritual power into the water crazily, invisible to mortals.

She scooped up the water, looked at Hikakiri expressionlessly, and said in a cold tone, "For scrap iron, let's just wash it with water!"

Hikiri: "!!!!"

The moment the water was splashed on the blade, Mustache covered his mouth and plunged headlong from the rock into the stream, splashing crystal clear water.

Magic Ji & Mikazuki Zongjin: "..."

The god judge looked at Fan Ji, with a smile on his lips: "If it's rusted, you can melt it in your iron factory. It's not bad to use useless weapons to make farm tools."

Fan Ji felt a little complicated: "Well... yes, no problem."

Mustache who just emerged from the water: "..."

The judge turned his head, looked at him condescendingly, and said, "Then, the agricultural tools should be called weed cutters."

Mustache cut: HP - 0, GameOver.

……

After counting in the camp, it was found that the wild boars had left nearly a hundred corpses in the mountains. The humans suffered little loss, and the goods were almost intact, but there were also three dead people, and several others suffered injuries of varying severity.With the current medical technology, it is still unknown whether the seriously injured can survive the infection.

One of the dead was a monk, and the other monks wrapped the man in an oilcloth and threw him into the pile of wild boar corpses and burned him.The other dead were all from Fanji. Fanji asked someone to vacate a cart. She covered the corpse with a white cloth and prepared to take it back to Iron Town for their family to bury.

Comparing the two, the human touch of Tiezhen's side immediately stands out.

There were still three or four hours before departure at dawn, and the god judge stood far away from the edge of the camp, not participating in the activities of people in this world, and the sword man and Fox Nosuke followed behind her.

Higakiri and Sankazuki Munekin stood side by side, the former had a smile on his face, and his voice was extremely low: "Just now, did you do it on purpose?"

The three-day Yuezong was calm and calm: "Where is it, I just had a good chat with Lord Fanji, and I just walked around at will."

Mustache: "The camp hasn't been cleaned up yet, is she in the mood to walk around with you?"

Sanri Yue Zongjin smiled like a spring breeze: "After all, the adult cares about the little girl. He heard that someone might plot against the little girl, so he is naturally willing to help."

Mustache smiled: "You're jealous."

Sanri Yuezong closed his eyes half-closed: "How could it be...Higakiri, I advise you to stop, you will regret it."

Mustache Kiri's tone was gentle: "You seem to be persuading a little too much these days, Sanriyuedian. I will do..."

The judge suddenly turned around: "What are you talking about?"

Sanri Yuezong replied first: "Higakiriden said that he sincerely repented and was about to plead guilty to the master."

God judge: "...Huh?"

But Mustuki did not refute, he followed Mikazuki Zongjin's words, took a step forward, half-kneeled in front of her, and said with sincerity: "I'm very sorry, master, I've overstepped the rules."

It was hard to hide the disgust in the eyes of the judge: "After returning to Honmaru, I will go to the commander of Hasebu for a week. And, no matter what you thought just now, I don't want the same situation to happen in the future."

Mustache agreed with all his mouth, and stood up with a smile, thinking that as long as he didn't say anything, it would be fine.

After dealing with the sword man, the judge continued to listen to Fox's report.

"...According to your request, I have been driving the detection system, and then when monsters and wild boars came to attack, I did find something wrong."

Foxnosuke used the bell on his neck to project, forming a holographic light curtain in front of the God Judge.

"This is a video of the battle. You can see that these wild boars are different from ordinary animals, and they also have not weak spiritual reactions."

The god judge analyzed: "They should belong to the race of an ancient god."

Foxnosuke changed the picture, and in the hologram, the divergent color shades were used to indicate the direction of the spiritual power, which was superimposed on the previous picture and displayed in front of the god examiner.

"Look here, this mask." Foxnosuke tapped on the picture with his little paw, "The part of the spiritual power scattered around is gathering at the mask, including the remaining spiritual power after other masked monsters are killed, The spiritual power of dead wild boars, and even the spiritual power of dead humans."

"This is absorbing life..." The examiner's face became serious: "What happens after the mask is destroyed? Where does the spiritual power stored in them go?"

Foxnosuke shook his head: "Undetectable." It pulled out an oval mask from its belly, and pushed it to the god judge: "This is the only complete mask. After the battle, it has no spiritual power to respond. You Take it, there may be other discoveries."

The judge picked up the mask and took a closer look. There was a thick black monocular pattern drawn on the white background of the mask. After looking at it for a long time, there was always an inexplicable sense of weirdness.

——So the clue was broken again, she sighed inwardly, and put the mask into the storage bag.

……

It was just dawn, and the convoy continued on its way.It is said that they will be able to return to Tiezhen within today. Even if someone died last night, the faces of the peasants in the team can hardly hide their relief.For the low-level people in this era, there is nothing more joyful than reuniting with their families with a cart full of food.

The judge could vaguely feel that the second leader next to Fan Ji didn't like her, so he rode a horse and slowly came to the rear of the convoy... Yes, a certain guy who was crowded behind the judge yesterday and shared a ride He was kicked off his horse and went on foot, euphemistically saying that young people need to exercise more.

After walking for a long time, Fan Ji, who found that the interrogator was not around, also rode a horse and slowly fell to the back of the team, and continued to talk to her like yesterday.

The second leader who was thrown in front of the convoy had resentful eyes, but the monk holding the tin staff smiled and waved at them.

The judge instinctively shook his neck, feeling uncomfortable with the monk's smile.

Fan Ji: "Actually, there is something I wanted to tell you yesterday."

The judge asked curiously, "What's the matter?"

Fanji smiled slightly: "I want to say, if you are kidnapped by that Chimaru, you can ask me for help. Whether you do it yourself or I help you, in short, I have enough ammunition|gun barrels here, so that the samurai can guarantee that the samurai will kill you before he dies." Didn't pull out | come out"

God judge: "..."

Seemingly feeling the resentment from the master, Hikakiri, who was walking in front, turned his head curiously, and began to slow down secretly.

The judge explained in embarrassment: "You misunderstood, I was not kidnapped. Mustache... Toshimaru... Uh, it was just a misunderstanding yesterday!"

Huan Ji raised her eyebrows: "Oh? The situation yesterday is not the behavior that a retainer should have. After all, I have seen a lot of warriors who see their master's downfall and feel that they can take advantage of it. Go up, why not directly..."

Magic Ji made a beheading gesture - it's better to kill him and then hurry up.

Waterfall Khan behind the God Judge, Master Fan Ji, have you been so "direct" before?

She racked her brains to explain: "Actually, there's no need... Uh, Higashimaru is not actually a retainer... He..."

"I am indeed not a retainer, Master Fan Ji."

The judge suddenly raised his head, only to see that mustache had landed next to her horse at some point.

Fan Ji also didn't discuss the embarrassment of being heard by the Lord behind the murder at all, but was rather interested: "Not a retainer?"

Tokiri nodded politely to Fan Ji, and smiled, "My name is Onimu, and I'm Miss Masako's childhood sweetheart."

Masako is her alias now, and the eyes of the God Judge go dark...

Mustache continued to open his mouth and came: "There are frequent wars in the east, and we don't want to participate in family struggles, so I persuaded Miss Masako to leave home with me and live a quiet life in the west."

Fan Ji listened with gusto: "Hmm, what then?"

Mustakiri sighed and said, "It's because I was too anxious. I didn't prepare well when I left home. All my belongings were robbed by horse thieves on the road, and Ms. Masako was injured. So it is natural for Ms. Masako to be angry with me. I only hope that Ms. Masako Please forgive me sooner."

"Hahahahahahaha—" Huan Ji laughed, and when she finished laughing, she asked Mustache, "Where is Yuesang?"

"Yuesang..." Mustache looked at Sanri Yue Zongjin, who was sitting leisurely in the ox cart in the convoy, and said firmly, "He is the retainer!" He is still the kind of retainer who is slow to do things and will do bad things.

Fan Ji burst out laughing again, and the face of the judge next to her was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Fan Ji relaxed enough at the God Judge, and rode her horse to the front of the convoy. Before leaving, she said casually: "Higaru-san... the family crest on your sleeve is very similar to the ancient Genji family crest. .As for Onimu...I heard that it was Minamoto Minamoto's nickname, and of course some people said it was Onimumaru. And Masako...hehe..."

She chuckled and said, "General Minamoto Yoritomo's wife, Hojo Masako...the pronunciation of Masako is the same as Masako."

Mustache: "..."

God judge: "..."

Fanji's back was far away, and the back of her neck felt cold when she cut her mustache, only to hear the judge say gloomyly: "After going back, there will be no discussion about adding an expedition to Ma Dang Fan for a month. If you make trouble again, you will wait for Gan Hata Dang Fan to die." Let's go! Yuan, Ghost, Wu!"

Mustukiri: "Observe the Lord's order..."

He touched the back of his neck covered with goosebumps, thinking that he seemed to have turned on an incredible switch on her body...

The author has something to say:

The incredible switch on the aunt was turned on by Anijia hahahaha, if Honmaru has tortoise shells in the future, I guess this trembling M will like such an aunt very much (the polarized tortoise shell lines are really bad, but I like it

And Anijia said: It is impossible not to make trouble