God judge, her career is paramount

Iron Town is hidden in an ancient forest in the far west, surrounded by mountains and rivers.

On the east side of Iron Town, the trees gradually thinned out, and after being reclaimed by humans, they were regenerated into turf-covered hills. The convoy was advancing at the junction of the dense forest in the valley and the lawn on the hillside.Seeing that my home is not far behind the mountain, the convoy is moving much faster than before.

The closer you are to Iron Town, the more you can feel the faint pressure in the air. The thing that Foxnosuke said interferes with its system is probably hidden in the forest behind Iron Town.

Turning out of a narrow saddle, the mountain road ahead becomes smoother and wider, and the horseshoe can make a crisp rattling sound when stepping on it.The wall of Iron Town is looming behind the two hills, and a pale gray-yellow smoke column can be seen in the distant sky, which is the core of Iron Town—the thick smoke from the iron factory.

At the end of the convoy, the examiner stared at the forest in the distance. In the extremely high and far sky, she could vaguely see a cyclone-shaped thing. It may be because she was too far away that she could not see the internal state of the cyclone.

Thinking of the weird dream the night before, the examiner tried to perceive the cyclone, but found that his spiritual force field could not touch that area, and the range of perception had shrunk a lot due to the pressure from the forest.

"Master, you also saw it? What is that?"

It was Higakiri who made the sound, and the interrogator looked back at him and replied, "I don't know, but it's definitely not a good thing."

It stands to reason that the appearance of a cyclone in the sky would be regarded as a miracle or a bad omen in this era, but she noticed that none of the peasants and monks in the convoy looked in the direction of the cyclone, as if the cyclone did not exist.

"And..." the interrogator hesitated, "Did you hear anything?"

Mustache thought for a while, and said: "There seems to be the roar of wild animals in the mountains, if that's what you're talking about."

"It's not just the sound of wild beasts..." the examiner murmured, she tried her best to feel the vibrations in the air, and the spiritual field tried her best to capture the information from the deep forest...

"what……!"

She suddenly bent down and covered her forehead, and Mustache was taken aback: "What's wrong with you?"

The inquisitor had a painful expression on his face, and the veins on the back of the hand covering his forehead were bulging, and it took him a while to recover.When the hand was put down, a thin line of blood flowed out from under the nose.

"Master!" Mustache hissed, pulled out a white veil from his skirt, and handed it to the judge.

The judge did not refuse, she took the veil to wipe off the nosebleed, put it directly into the storage bag, and said to Mustache: "Go back and return you a new one."

After finishing speaking, she rode forward, passed the peasants and monk soldiers in the convoy from the slope, and headed towards Fan Ji.

Mustache stayed behind, paused for two seconds, then strode across the ox cart in front to the middle of the convoy, and came to the side of the ox cart where Sanri Yuezong was sitting.

Mustache: "Oh, Yuesang."

Mikazuki Zongjin was not surprised: "Higaru-san?"

Mustache said with a smile: "Master seems to feel something, do you know what it is?"

Hearing this, Sanri Yuezong frowned slightly, and instead of answering directly, he asked instead: "Didn't you feel it?"

Hikiri: "I feel

what? "

Sanri Yuezong took a deep look at him and said, "As Fusangshen, even if we are the last gods, when we enter the domain of other gods, we should be able to sense the existence of the master of the domain."

Hikakiri's eyes widened slightly: "I..."

Sanriyue Zongjin said in a deep voice: "Higakiri, stop. Eating souls can indeed save you from falling into darkness, but that's just the appearance. If you enter the realm of the gods but you can't detect the god master, it means that your inside has been completely polluted. Then If this continues, it will only be a matter of time before we become a real monster."

There was a cold look in Mustache's eyes, but there was a smile on his lips: "Don't worry about Lao Yuesang."

As early as when he first came to this world, he noticed that his senses were becoming more and more dull.

While they were talking, there was a long howling sound of wild beasts from the nearby mountains, and then countless wild beasts howled at the same time, and the sound made the ground tremble.The cattle and horses in the convoy neighed, and the peasants had no choice but to step forward to appease them.

Sanri Yuezong raised his head and looked towards the direction of the voice: "The one who spoke just now is the God Lord of this mountain, and his ethnic group also has divine blood, so he is considered a demigod."

Hikekiri: "Oh? What is the priest saying?"

Sanri Yuezong sighed: "Listening to the oracle is the duty of the god judge. If you want to know, just ask the little girl."

The judge came to the head of the convoy on horseback. Seeing her coming, Fan Ji smiled and said, "Is it because you were frightened by the wild boar's cry?"

"...No." The interrogator was a little cautious. She rode her horse and walked beside Fanji's horse, and asked tentatively, "Do you know what beast was barking just now?"

"It's the wild boar god in this mountain." Fan Ji raised an eyebrow: "Since you came to ask me, is it because you heard what he meant?"

The god judge was stunned: "You can understand?" It stands to reason that Fan Ji in this timeline does not have the ability of a god judge.

There was also the roar of wild boars in the mountains, and Fan Ji said casually: "I understand. He is gathering his tribe, preparing to launch a large-scale attack on humans and take back the mountains."

Judge: "...then don't you plan to do something?"

Fan Ji's tone was light: "I will kill him on the day he attacks and keep the iron town."

The judge couldn't believe it: "But he is a god!"

Huan Ji chuckled lightly and said, "I've already said it, if it's beneficial to people it's a god, if it's harmful to people it's a demon."

The god judge said with difficulty: "You are not afraid of the god's revenge..."

"Revenge..." Fan Ji looked at the place where the roar of the wild boar came from, and said softly: "Curse, revenge, just come at me."

The judge was speechless for a moment.

"Hahahaha, as expected of Master Fanji." The monk holding a tin staff came forward from behind, leaving behind a series of golden rings clashing: "One day, this forest will become your territory."

The second master who was walking nearby heard it, and snorted, "The wild boar god has destroyed so many of our fields, and how many people have not only lost crops but also lost their lives after planting for a year. We can only make iron, and the iron mines in Iron Town are always It will be mined, and the territory of the wild boar god and the unicorn god is Baoshan, so we can only continue to mine their land if we want to survive." The examiner keenly caught a word: "The unicorn god?"

The monk laughed and said, "Don't you know, little girl? There is a mythical beast in this mountain, with the horns of deer, the eyes of tigers and leopards, and the body of elk. At night, it will become a giant higher than the mountain to patrol the territory. The god, the god of life, is also the god of death. It is said that the head of the unicorn god has the effect of immortality."

"..." The interrogator's face was full of doubts.

The monk didn't care, he said to Fan Ji: "I'm counting on you, my musketeers are at your disposal, you must succeed in taking the head of the unicorn god. At that time, the head of the beast will belong to me, and the forest will belong to you." You and we all benefit."

Fan Ji's expression was light: "I know."

Deciding the life and death of the gods in a few words, the god judge felt a twist in his stomach and felt extremely uncomfortable.

The convoy soon approached Iron Town, and everyone could smell the choking snuff from the ironworks.Tiezhen also noticed their arrival.The sound of knocking on iron bangs sounded in the town. Many people stopped their work and gathered at the gate of the village, stretching their necks and looking forward to the end of the mountain road.

The wild boars in the mountains are still howling, as if they were awakened by the sound of human beings knocking on the clapper. The birds in the mountains took off, and the monkeys howled sharply. .

The inquisitor felt the heat on his lips again, and at the same time his head was in severe pain, the red liquid dripped on his hands.

She hastily took out the veil given by Tokiri to cover her mouth and nose, her eye sockets were sore when she closed her eyes, and her vision began to blur.

Fan Ji noticed her discomfort and asked with concern: "Are you alright?"

The judge reluctantly said: "I'm fine."

She still had a nasal voice when she spoke, and the second head of Tiezhen thought she was disgusted by the smell coming from Tiezhen, and his face became more and more unkind.

The monk's eyes flickered, and he said with a smile, "little girl, are you afraid of this smell?"

Just as the judge was about to explain, the second master had already said loudly: "Iron smelting is our lifeblood! If you don't like it, then..."

"Gangsha!"

Erdangjia suddenly stopped talking, Fanji interrupted him, rode her horse close to the horse of the judge, reached out to caress her back, and said seriously: "You have been listening to those voices?"

The judge didn't understand: "Listen?"

Fan Ji's eyes were complicated: "Just like too much sound can hurt your ears, so does the voice of God. You have to learn not to listen to it."

It wasn't until entering the gate of Tiezhen's village that the roar of beasts from the mountain gradually weakened, and the God Judge slowly regained his strength.Fan Ji asked someone to take the God Judge and her two "retainers" to visit Iron Town, and then to live in her residence.

In all fairness, from the perspective of this era, Iron Town is hardly a town. It is more like a large staff dormitory centered on an iron factory.

In the town, the women are responsible for stepping on the bellows and smelting iron ore to make iron, and the men are responsible for beating the iron into embryos, selling the iron, and distributing rice and grain to each household, even if they want wages or cloth.

The static-shaped naginata with slender blades were neatly placed in the sheds on the street, next to the musketeers. The woman who led the way proudly said that once a beast or enemy came, all of them, male or female, could fight Kill the enemy.

"...Xanadu." Sanri Yue Zongjin said softly.

It was rare for Hidekiri to agree with his words, nodded and said: "I have lived in the castle tower for so many years, and in the end I think the monks of Fahua Temple live comfortably... that's about it."

Compared with the Muromachi years they had been to, there was no public tax collection in Fan Ji's place, no samurai family slaughtered the people, everyone worked together, had food, clothing, and shelter from the wind and rain, it was already a paradise on earth.

The god judge also saw all this, even if he didn't agree with her plan to kill the god, he still had to admire Fan Ji.

"I think you are a girl from a noble family, right? I don't know if the Miss Wu family can learn swordsmanship." The woman who led the way was very talkative, and sent them to Fan Ji's residence. Before leaving, she tried her best to persuade them: "You stay here Well, even if you don't want to step on the bellows, you can teach us women how to learn sword skills! You two men don't leave, you are so handsome, the girls in the town just looked at you and couldn't move their eyes, just Get married and have children here!"

The judge politely refused for the three of them, but Mustache touched his chin with interest, wondering what he was thinking.

The courtyard where Magic Ji lives is on the edge of Iron Town, and several simple houses are connected together. There is no running water in the courtyard to scare the deer, but vegetables are planted all over the courtyard.

Opposite the yard is the forest. From the yard, you can already see the edge of the cyclone above the forest in the distance. You can observe that the clouds and mists in the sky are slowly inhaled by the cyclone and become part of the clouds that make up the cyclone.

The howling of wild animals in the mountains could still be heard outside the house, and the interrogator felt dizzy after standing for a while, so he had to go back indoors.

In the room, the three of them sat around on the short side.

"Still unable to scan the cyclone?"

Foxnosuke: "The interference in the forest is very serious, and it can only be analyzed that the cyclone is slowly absorbing the spiritual power of this land. As for the composition, source, and where of the spiritual energy sucked away, it is impossible to detect the cyclone."

Judge: "Damn..."

After closer observation, the cyclone was really grabbing spiritual power as in her dream. If she could go directly under the cyclone, the inside of the cyclone might be empty like in the dream.There is also the forest lake in the dream, the island in the center of the lake, and the animal that looks like a deer but not a deer...

Now she can be sure that when she was besieged by the face monsters the day before yesterday, she was really summoned by a certain existence in this world, and the other party was probably the Qilin God.The existence that summoned her even saved all of them and threw them to the west, where they happened to meet Fan Ji who was going back to Iron Town.Last night's attack by the masked demon made her sure that the masked warlock knew her location and didn't want her to come to Tietie Town...

The judge told the two sword men about her dream and analysis, and the eyes of the mustaches flickered, and the first one said: "You can start with the purpose of the summoning. Just like the government of time summoned us to defeat the retrograde army , then this god must have called you for a purpose, maybe it wants you to help solve the cyclone above his head."

Mikazuki Zongjin continued: "Last night, Foxnosuke detected that masks can absorb spiritual power, and the cyclones above the forest are also absorbing spiritual power. They may be made by mask warlocks to steal the spiritual power of this world."

The examiner murmured: "Kirin God...the monk said that the head of the Kirin God has the effect of immortality... Could it be that the warlock is playing with the Kirin God?"

"Oh... If it's true, then the warlock's ambitions are really great." Higakiri narrowed his eyes slightly: "Not only does he want to kill the gods, but he also wants to use the gods as his tonic..."

The god judge couldn't hold back any longer: "No, we have to go to the forest to have a look. If the warlock's ultimate goal is really the unicorn god, then we'll go there and wait for the rabbit..."

"Master!" Sanri Yuezong said in a deep voice, "Compared with the task, you should take care of your health first."

"...Huh?" The judge was at a loss, and suddenly felt a stream of heat flow down his lips, dripping down his chin onto his clothes.

The judge covered his nose with his hands, but blood still seeped from between his fingers: "This...why..."

"You've 'listened' too much, you have to rest." Sanri Yuezong walked around the short table, stuffed his long sleeves into the hands of the judge, and helped her stand up.

"Listen?" As soon as he stood up, the judge felt dizzy and almost fell down.Sanri Yuezong simply picked her up and walked towards the bedroom

Sankai Yue Zongjin: "Higakiriden, please help spread the bedding."

"Understood." Baiyi Taidao quickly pulled out the quilt from the cupboard, spread it on the tatami, and Mikazuki Zongjin gently placed the judge on the quilt.

When Sanri Yuezong was about to let go, his sleeves were tightly held by the God-inspector.

The judge said with difficulty: "I, what's wrong with me? The 'listen' you said is...?"

Sanri Yue Zongjin sighed: "Little girl, you understand the voice of the gods in this mountain, right?"

The judge didn't understand: "Isn't this what I perceive with my spiritual power?"

Sanri Yue Zongjin: "The oracle cannot be perceived by spiritual power. If anyone with spiritual power can understand the oracle and distinguish the truth from the false, then where does the post of God Judge come from?"

Seeing the god judge stunned, Sanri Yuezong sighed: "That's not what you perceive, but what you 'hear'."

In traditional Shinto, one of the responsibilities of the god-inspector is to listen to the oracle and receive divine revelation.No matter how much the government of time relaxes the conditions, as long as Fu Sangshen can be summoned, then this person must have the qualifications to become a god judge.

And their master is also, maybe she is a little rough and careless in the use of spiritual power, but being able to enter group A already shows that she has good aptitude, and the more sensitive she is to the will of the gods.

However, this mountain forest is inhabited by several ancient gods and their countless ethnic groups. Unlike later new gods, the ancient gods were born from human prayers and closely connected with humans. The ancient gods were born between heaven, earth and nature. Barbaric, not to mention that these ancient gods were also angry because humans invaded their land. Listening to such an oracle with resentment is simply a kind of divine punishment.

Mikazuki Zongjin: "You have to learn to reject these voices, and always listen subconsciously, which is a burden to your body."

There was another howl of a wild boar outside the courtyard, followed by the neighing of apes. The interrogator only felt that these sounds were drilling into her mind: "But I can't get rid of it! They are arguing again, who are you talking about?" The species will kill the most in wars against humans

Humans... I don't want to hear it, but..."

It was dusk at this time, and the sky was getting darker. More and more nocturnal beasts joined in the roar of the wild boar, and the roar became more and more deafening.

Just some noisy voices in the ears of mortals are painful to those who judge the gods. Their minds are filled with complicated words, and countless emotions and wills that do not belong to them emerge out of thin air. The self is like a small boat in a tsunami. It is possible to be swallowed by the words of the gods at any time.

—kill them!eat them!

——All races go together, flatten the houses of human beings, and take back the land!

——Eat them, as long as you eat humans, you can gain the power of humans...

The examiner's heart was beating violently, and he was about to vomit.She unconsciously grasped the sleeves of Mikazuki Zongjin, who knelt down beside her, stretched out his long sleeves, pulled her into his arms, let her rest on his lap, and covered the ears of the interrogator with his hands: "Shh— —Little girl, don't think about things in the forest, you can try to listen to my heartbeat."

——Mikazuki Zongjin's heart sounds...

"Take a deep breath, you are a god judge, you can hear the voice of the gods, so you can naturally choose them." Sanri Yue Zongjin said softly, "Now try to listen to my heartbeat, and only focus on me..."

Her ears were covered by Sanri Yuezong's warm hands, and gradually she could hear the sound of her pulse beating, calm and powerful.The examiner suddenly realized that it was Sanri Yuezong's heartbeat.

My mind slowly quieted down, and there was a voice saying:

—Go to sleep, go to sleep, you are doing well, you can rest now.

The noisy voice of the ancient gods began to fade away, and was replaced by Sanri Yuezong's gentle and tolerant heartbeat. The heartbeat of the examiner also became calmer, and his tense body gradually relaxed.

"San Ri Yue Zong." Standing aside, Mustache suddenly said, San Ri Yue Zong took a close look at him, and Mustache raised his finger to the God Judge who was holding San Ri Yue Zong's hand near his cuff: "Look..."

San Riyue looked down, but found that the god-judgment's hand turned into a translucent golden particle at some point. He moved a little, and the sleeve immediately passed through the god-judgment's hand, breaking her hand into pieces floating in the air. Golden particles.

Sanri Yuezong didn't dare to move anymore, the changes in front of him were exactly the same as when they were dragged away from the capital the day before yesterday.The judge still had his eyes closed, and seemed to have fallen asleep without feeling at all.

Sanri Yuezong called softly: "Fox's help."

The golden-orange fox came out from the corner, trembling: "After checking the database, I found that this phenomenon is called spiritization in some worlds, but I don't know the reason, the interference is too strong, and I can't scan it."

Mustache leaned against the door and said in a low voice, "The god who summoned her must have come again."

After confirming that the examiner's head hadn't changed, Sanri Yuezong carefully put her back on the pillow and stood up: "Let's make sure we get through tonight safely."

As night fell, Fan Ji returned to her residence at dinner time, and wanted to invite the judge to have a meal with her, but Yue Zongjin declined on behalf of the judge.

Fan Ji didn't ask the reason, but said: "The team to crusade against the Qilin God may start tomorrow, and I really hope she can help me."

Under the moon, Sanri Yuezong closed his eyes half-closed: "When the master wakes up, she will make a decision."

That night, Mikazuki Zongjin and Higakiri kept watch all night, thinking that the mask warlock would not miss this opportunity, but no masked monster came to attack for a long time.

On the contrary, the people in Iron Town who were preparing for the battle against the Qilin God were high-spirited, the iron-making factories never stopped, iron sand and iron gallbladders for guns were produced in large quantities overnight, and small monsters produced from human emotions were caught in the ears of human beings Fanning the flames, the invisible black sand spread in the air, almost forming a time.

The excited people in the town and the beasts roaring all night in the mountains, both sides are playing with each other's flesh and blood, and it is hard to tell which is the crazier.

Before the sun rose, Higakiri and Mikazuki Zongjin knelt on the porch, quietly listening to the humans beating the drums, and the heavy footsteps of countless beasts hitting the ground. Even the inside of Iron Town could feel the ground trembling.

"Too fast..." Sanri Yue Zongjin said suddenly, even though humans and ancient gods had long-standing grievances, it shouldn't be so fast.

Hidekiri, who is more familiar with the rhythm of war, said: "Someone is in a hurry."

Sanriyue Zongjin: "Mask Warlock?"

Hidekiri said casually, "Who knows."

He flicked the dew that had condensed on the scabbard of the main body, and asked, "San Ri Yue Dian, don't you really regard her as your master?"

Sanri Yue Zongjin sighed softly: "Higakiriden, you still care about these..."

Hidekiri didn't intend to get an answer, he stood up, opened the grille door, and walked into the room: "Well, I'm a little hungry, let's have some breakfast first." After speaking, he closed the door and shut Sankayue Zongjin outside .

People in this era don't have the habit of eating breakfast, so naturally they don't prepare breakfast for them.

Higakiri ate a piece of pastry that was left over from last night to entertain guests. He felt that the taste was rough and lacked spiritual power, and he was not satisfied, so he walked into the bedroom.

At this time, the judge was still sleeping. She was lying on her side on the quilt, with her back to the door, and wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, looking very insecure.

Mustache stood by the door and watched her for a while, but what he thought about was the day he found her with the locator.

Probably due to degeneration, while his senses became dull, his perception of spiritual power became extremely sensitive... On that day, the fluctuation of spiritual power in the spirit examiner's body was very weak, and he was obviously injured, but it was transmitted from her body. In the blood that came, he could feel her spiritual power again—pure, tolerant, and of course a little irritable, but the taste remained undiminished.

So Honmaru's recovery pool is more attractive to him than hot springs. Every time he finds some reason to soak in the recovery pool, Higakiri feels like a mouse that fell into a rice bowl; so he really prefers stimulation to slow hands. A little way, because you can taste her spiritual power without any barriers... When you sip it, the aroma is deep into the bone, and when you swallow it, it is spicy and has a long aftertaste. To him, it is more delicious than any bento or dumpling.

Unknowingly, Mustache approached the interrogator slowly, half-kneeling down behind her.

Her black hair was scattered on the pillow, and several locks were curled up frizzily, only a section of her white chin connected to her neck could be seen.The body under the quilt undulates slightly, breathing steadily and slowly.

——You can smell the fragrance of spiritual power just by her side, Mustache thought to himself.

He slowly stretched out his hand towards the judge's black hair, and when he was about to touch it, someone grabbed his wrist.

The silver-haired boy appeared out of thin air beside the pillow of the judge. He knelt down and firmly grasped Hikari's hand to prevent him from going any further.

Mustache raised his eyebrows: "Oh? I forgot about your existence."

Gu Gu stared into his eyes, and said coldly: "Saber is also a servant, I never leave."

The author has something to say: Gu Gu: I never left.

Mustache: Oh?You won't leave even when you talk, when you talk, and when you talk?

God judge: The lifelong Hata Dangfan has been arranged, go and cut the weeds.