I love swords more than paying for mourning gods

Facing the black-haired Fu Sangshen, he said, "I don't like looking up at others and talking, it's not good for my neck."

After Yao Yan heard this sentence, he knelt down immediately.

Looking at Yaoyan's face, the God-inspector got a glass of water from the medicine, handed it to him and watched him drink it, and the God-inspector said again: "What happened that made you come to me so late? Let's solve it together."

"General, this time it's about chaos." Yaken Toshiro seemed to have figured it out, and said it without any hesitation.

"Ranto Shiro, I remember he has been looking at me recently." The judge couldn't help smiling as if thinking of something, "He thought I didn't notice it."

Yaoken Fujishiro was a little embarrassed, but continued to say without showing it on his face: "It's really inappropriate for this kind of peeking behavior, and I should talk to him about it. But it's not because he hates the general and doesn't want to talk to the general. We hide only when we meet each other, so please don’t blame him, General.”

"I heard from other brothers who came from Mr. Vsky that he stayed with Mr. Vsky the longest and had a deep relationship with him. Our brothers slept in the same room at night, and we heard that he was bored in the first few days when we arrived. I cried secretly in the quilt."

"But……"

Yao Yan interrupted him after only two words, his speech speed accelerated, as if he wanted to spit out everything.

"General, listen to me first! Ran, he would never do this kind of thing when he is normal. Although he came from the side of Mr. Fusky, I believe that all Ranto Shiro are the same. If the general gets in touch with him, he will definitely like him, just like Hou, he is also a very good partner."

"I do not……"

"General!" Yaoken Fujishiro raised his voice, "I believe that as long as we get along well, we will stay together for so long, and he will definitely accept you as his lord, just like Hou. I hope you Don't hold grudges against him because of what happened before."

The interrogator, who was interrupted twice, smiled wryly. Seeing that Yao Yan had finally finished speaking, he slowly said, "Does Yao Yan have so little confidence in me? I haven't known what kind of person I am for so many days. Could it be that I still Are you going to get angry over those little things?"

Yao Yan was even more embarrassed. At this time, there was some meaning on his face. He was indeed concerned, but he was confused. When everyone fell asleep at night, he really had a thought that he didn't want others to know, but during the day, this pill is so big, It is also very easy to find a quiet place that does not pay attention to the gods. Coming here at this time disturbed the sleep of the judge. Although the judge had tidied up, his face was not as energetic as Bai Ri, and he had just woken up. lazy state.

The judge went on to say: "You know your brothers, don't I know your character? To become a god judge is to be reviewed. I believe you have also learned about it from the optical brain. Let's not talk about me and the chaos. The question of whether the compatibility is good or not, Yaoyan, I have never really been angry because of chaos. I really don’t know what you think, one or two are like this.”

The god judge complained softly, then put his hands on Yaken's shoulders, stared seriously at Yaken Toshiro's eyes and said, "Yakuken, I don't think there's anything too rude about being messy, I never think so. You guys Don't think wildly, or take other people's ideas as your own. I know Ranto Shiro can't fully accept me as his lord for a while, and I'm not a rare treasure that everyone likes. When rare treasures are hated by others, Why do I have to be accepted and liked by people?"

"If I'm chaotic, I won't immediately accept a person who came from nowhere and will take over the lord who I've been with for a long time. Don't worry, it will develop naturally in the future. If chaotic, he really doesn't want to recognize me. As the lord, if you don’t want to stay here, you can let him choose a master by himself and go to Honmaru where other companions are, as long as other judges accept it, I won’t stop him.”

In the end, the God-inspector pressed the strength of his hands to let Yaoken concentrate, and said, "Do you understand by now? Yaken Toshiro."

Yaken and the God-inspector looked at each other, and they were very close. Yaken Toshiro could see every expression change on the God-inspector's face when he spoke. The money online shopping sent by the god judge has roughly read a few psychology books, and he knows that what the god judge said is true.

And during the time we spent together, he knew this person well, and he trusted his general.

"I see, General."

"Okay, go to sleep." The god judge took off the hand on Yaoyan's shoulder, stood up first, and took Yaoyan up by hand, and sent him out the door.

15

"My lord, why don't you talk?" Ranto Shiro dragged his jaw and looked at the mechanical movements of the god judge, which was a little boring. Although the serious lord was cute, Ranto Shiro didn't want to chat with himself.

At the beginning, the judge would reply Ranto Shiro with a few words, and then it became a monotonous "um" or nod or shake his head. After that, the judge's movements became more regular, and the responses became less and less.

When there was no response for the first time, Ranto Shiro still looked at the surrounding scenery without noticing, and then when Ranto Shiro wanted to get the approval of the god judge the second time, he turned his head to look at him, and then Ranto Shiro was caught The judge's regular and light movements attracted him, and then he wanted to ask questions excitedly, but the judge ignored him, and all his eyes and mind were on the sword in his hand. , his blade is shiny, the light of the blade is clear and beautiful, and it is very sharp. It can be seen that it has been well maintained.

It is the Yamabagi Kirihiro who wears different styles and colors every day, at least his former master’s Yamabagi Kirihiro wears white cloth all year round, and he doesn’t like to change it when it is dirty or torn.If he didn't know a little bit about Yamabuki Kunihiro's character, he might think that the reason why his predecessor Yamabuki Kunihiro didn't like to change is that there aren't so many cloaks to change!

Although it seems...it seems to be the case, because the hands will directly restore the damage to the clothes on the body, and the government of the first time will issue two sets of Naifan clothes to each Touken Fusangshin. If you don't deliberately adjust Jingqu to rainy weather like plum rain, if you haven't purchased a dryer, two sets of clothes are usually enough.

However, the desire of the Sword Fusangshen is not as strong as that of human beings (with some exceptions). After a few years, the clothes are neither too much nor too little. It is certain that they are enough to wear, but the styles are similar, almost the same as the inner or battle clothes.

The former God-inspector did not purchase personal optical brains for his Fusangshen. Going to Wanwu requires the consent of the God-inspector or the servant and the Fusangshen who is in charge of finances. Sometimes it is possible to go to the local shop when going out. Purchase, but they still need to exchange the handouts for local currency. In order to reduce the impact on history, sometimes they need to hide the battle uniforms when entering the crowd and change into the clothes of that era. Even Ranto Shiro is not too Lots of clothes.

Think about it, is it particularly troublesome?

Fortunately, because of the time-government technology, people of any era can automatically change what they speak into a language they can understand. Otherwise, in order to eliminate the time-traveling army, sometimes they have to communicate with the locals. The communication barriers caused by the different dialects of the time and place, in this case, it is even more difficult to eliminate the time retrograde army.

Rando Shiro grabbed back his thoughts of not knowing where he was going and looked around. There was no other fusangshen. Very well, he stood up lightly, and came behind the judge carefully, looking at the judge. The one in the curly hair of the examiner smiled, then slowly lowered his body, put his mouth next to the ear of the god examiner and whispered: "My lord... my lord?"

"My lord (/)... My lord (—)... My lord (∨)... My lord's (╲)..." Ranto Shiro called out the title "Master" in different tones, and it was pretty good to play alone happy.

Afterwards, the God Judge suddenly trembled, as if he had just noticed Luan's behavior, finally stopped his hands, silently leaned his body forward, and then turned his head and said to Luan: "If you If you are bored, you can play with your brothers, or learn to improve your own martial arts."

"I want to stay with the lord." Luan Zhi stood up and said with a smile, "It's been a long time since I've been here and I haven't gotten along well with the lord. Does it mean that the lord doesn't like me?"

"But I will unconsciously shift my attention to the knife, and I will probably ignore you." To be frank, the examiner had no intention of hiding anything.

"My lord, lord, man~ Am I not a sword?" Ranto Shiro still had a smile on his face, his blue eyes were still clear, but his voice unconsciously carried a bit of grievance and dissatisfaction.

"You are Token Fusangshin." The examiner lowered his eyes, looked at the body of Yamabuki Kirihiro lying on his legs, and then looked up into Ranto Shiro's eyes and said, "You used to be said to be innocent. It’s a shock, but now you already have a physical body, whether it’s shape, feel or temperature, it’s all different.”

"Then doesn't your lord like our bodies?" Ranto Shiro didn't feel that his words were ambiguous at all, or he didn't change his words even if he realized it.

Looking down again at the body of Yamabashi Kirihiro lying on his lap, the examiner sighed helplessly and said, "You want to hear my truth, don't you?"

Ranto Shiro didn't answer at this time, he felt a little uneasy, as uneasy as if he was about to touch some secret that he didn't want to know or fear.

He wanted to leave, but his feet seemed to have taken root. He watched the god judge's hair whirling, and then saw the god judge turned his head to look at him again.