Notes on Cultivation of God Judges [Comprehensive]

Although we should have sought the opinions of all Fusangshen about sharing a room together, but Chun Chuanshu was very witty, and at a glance he could see that the only person who might raise objections was Qing Guang.

He settled California Qingguang, and the other Fusangshen agreed to his request without a second thought.

Hasebe and Yamabukiri had a brief discussion. Now, among the rooms that can accommodate people, only the room of Zuomonji Dao School has the largest space. The other three fusangshen live alone. Watching with happy eyes, they went back and forth a few times, quickly carrying everyone's quilts to Zuo Wenwen's room and laying them down.

After all the quilts were laid, the room was so crowded that there was almost no place to stay.

Lighting the candles, the only two Fusangshen with chat skills, California Kiyomitsu and Yaki Hasebe, are obliged to take the lead in cheering the judges.

But they hadn't heard any trendy ghost stories, so they could only dryly contribute an old ghost story.Kiyomitsu from California told a story about a snow girl who seduces a man to take a man's soul, and Hasebe was inspired to tell the legend about a nine-tailed fox eating a man.

This is not what Chun Chuanshu imagined and expected...

The god judge put his head under the quilt and listened to the two stories carefully, enduring the heat. After finding out that the other swords had no intention of telling other stories, he carefully poked his head out and asked: "That... do you think these two stories are scary?"

Zuomonji's family, Yamabukiri and Okuri all turned their heads and stared at him expressionlessly.To be honest, under the light of the dim yellow flame of the white candle, they didn't need to say anything, and the silent story was more terrifying than the stories of California Qingguang and Yaki Hasebe.

The five fusangshen shook their heads frankly without companion love, and Chun Chuanshu heaved a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, got up and blew out the candles, and decided not to try the activity of gathering people to tell ghost stories casually again up.

"Forget it, let's talk about our own affairs. I'll do this first! Do you all think I'm a little naive? Actually, there's a reason for this." He forced himself to quickly forget about the failure of the ghost story telling, and used Said in a cheerful tone.

When California Qingguang and Yamabuki heard the tone of the god-judgment that they wanted to reveal the news, they immediately raised their vigilance. They have all experienced the sword of the god-judgment who casually blew their real names, and they know that the god-judger always likes to speak out.

Although the other Fu Sangshen did not conclude this rule, they were all willing to listen to the interrogator's own affairs, so they also pricked up their ears.

Chun Chuanshu then happily began to blow up his black history:

"Actually, I only went to elementary school for two years, and I didn't get along well with my classmates when I was in school. Everyone didn't like me very much. Later, my father didn't let me go to school, so I stayed at home all the time.

Although my father and master are very nice, I still want to go out and play with many friends.Now I'm lost and can't find my way home. I'm actually a little scared, and I miss my dad...

However, the two seniors of the Toki no Government, Awataguchi who played with me in Wanwu, and all of you are very kind to me, so I am very happy. "

Several Fusangshen have had a lot of experience in contact with humans in the 23rd century. They know that most of the children in this world will go to school, and most of them will at least finish junior high school. There is nothing wrong with his ability. It is really strange that a young man like him would drop out of school and stay at home.

——However, living in isolation can indeed explain why he has the innocence that does not match his age.

Hasebe hesitated for a moment, and saw Chun Chuanshu's eager expression, clearly wanting to continue the chat, after thinking about it, he finally couldn't help asking: "Master, may I take the liberty to ask a question, why have you been waiting?" At home, did you get sick and need to recuperate?"

Chun Chuanshu shook his head hastily, showing a frightened look in his eyes, "No, I seldom get sick. It's terrible to be sick! Dad would cut me with scissors..." The beautiful boy almost trembled when he said this, and quickly wrapped himself in a quilt .He tried to clear out of his mind the terrible memory of being cut with giant scissors during one illness.

"Dad let me stay at home to protect me and other people."

Chun Chuanshu didn't know what kind of turmoil he had just said in the hearts of the Fusangshen—what does it mean to be cut with scissors when he is sick? !Cut your hair, cut your nails?However, the mind-examiner has shown fear, and cutting hair and nails does not make people afraid... However, humans sometimes get sick or injured, and it seems that they really need surgery.

"You mean cutting with scissors..." Hasebe frowned and asked cautiously, "Do you mean surgery?"

"It's not considered an operation," Chun Chuanshu snorted while wrapping himself up in a ball, and looked sadly at Hasebe who was questioning him, not understanding why he would focus the topic on such a terrible place.

But the lying chat organized by myself can't be abandoned halfway like this, a man has to face his own fears!Chun Chuanshu complained in a low voice, "Just cut it directly, without stitches. In fact, I have to be cut sometimes when I am not sick, but it hurts more when I am sick... Although I like my father the most, but when he holds the scissors, he really hurts." It's scary...every time he picks up the scissors, I feel like I don't like him that much."

All the fusangshen gasped.

"Then, then he is... cut, cut where?" Obviously he was often injured, and his previous masters would inevitably be injured when they went to the battlefield, but Jia Qingguang was still frightened by what Chun Chuanshu said. His face turned pale—— —It's completely different from being injured in battle with the enemy, and being tortured unilaterally by a cute and weak child.

"Not necessarily." Chun Chuanshu gestured his whole body, "Wherever the master said, Dad will cut it. Sometimes the place that has grown up with great difficulty will be cut again. Fortunately, I will not leave scars on my body, otherwise It must be ugly..."

If the Fusangshen felt that they might have misunderstood the God interrogator's father just now, they no longer think so.Everyone's faces are ugly...

A child who was deprived of the right to go to school and go out in the second grade of elementary school was imprisoned at home and was not released until he became an adult.His body will not leave scars, even if he tells others what happened to him, he can't get justice for himself...

What's more, the victim does not know that he has been bullied and persecuted.Even if he escaped from the place where he was imprisoned, he always talked about "Dad", saying that he was his favorite person, and how good "Dad" was to him.The adult Fu Sangshen didn't know what to say for a while, but the only dagger present stood up.

He walked up to the god judge, stretched his short arms to hug him, raised his head and said seriously: "Let me help you...help you complete your revenge, I exist for this!"

"Ah?" Chun Chuanshu has always been paying attention to Xiaoye Zuowen, after all, he is the only short sword in the pill, he really wants to play with him, but he is afraid that being too enthusiastic will scare him away, and now he takes the initiative to hug him Stopped, the new god judge quickly stretched out his arms and hugged him back, "Are you saying that you want to help me cut my father with scissors too?"

Xiaoye Zuowen silently nodded.

Chun Chuanshu couldn't help laughing.

"Thank you, but you misunderstood!" The judge lowered his head, tentatively rubbing his cheek against the top of the dagger's head.Dad never liked physical contact very much, so Chun Chuanshu also developed a habit.Although he is very clingy, he usually shakes his arms cautiously, and will not easily cross the line.

After careful observation to make sure that Xiao Ye did not dodge, Chun Chuanshu was relieved, and patiently reasoned with this loyal child: "Dad did this for my own good, and I never thought of revenge on him. Besides, My father is very strong, Xiaoye, you must not be able to beat him. Even if one day he is not so strong, I will not allow you to hurt him. When he is not so strong, I will definitely have grown up, and I will protect him."

After hearing these speeches, the eyes of the well-informed Californian Qingguang went dark, and he was heartbroken to the extreme.

The inquisitor must have Stockholm Syndrome... It's useless to reason with him now.He is sick and needs more professional treatment and help!Fortunately, he traveled here by accident and was able to completely isolate himself from his terrible father. There will always be a day when he can get rid of the shadow and recover completely!

He hurriedly stood up and stopped the few fusangshen who wanted to continue arguing with the interrogator, held back his anger and said with a dry smile: "Ha... ha... let's not discuss this for now, talk about something else, please , Didn’t you say that everyone should take turns to talk about their own affairs? I... let me tell you one!”

The author has something to say: Dad activates the skill [Villain Halo].

Something happened at home yesterday, sorry for the late update today _(:з」∠)_ See you tomorrow!

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