Be a God Inquisitor from Scratch

The breeze was blowing the soft curtains, Qing Xiao stared blankly at the silver light on the floor, she never liked to open windows, it was Ema who sneaked in and opened a gap for her to breathe.

The gentle moonlight told the girl who was sitting on the bed blankly that she had returned to her bedroom.

Qing Xiao was in a daze, and suddenly felt a sharp pain that brought her back to reality. She looked down and saw blood slowly oozing from her pajamas, and when she opened the sleeves, a wound appeared on the outside of her arm, bleeding, maybe She was scratched by a shard of a sword when she rolled to the ground.

The silver shard in her right hand indicates that it was not a dream just now, Qing Xiao frowned, that means she was really chased by a monster all night? !

It's hard to explain why she was covered in paint. The girl tiptoed downstairs to find the medicine box, rushed to the bathroom to clean the wound, and then took out a bandage to treat the wound.

While wrapping herself in a bandage, Qing Xiao prayed that she didn’t catch any virus, and hid the blood-stained pajamas. Seeing the debris beside the bed, she hesitated for a moment, wrapped it in a handkerchief, put it in an old box, and pressed it to the bottom of the closet. under.

The brain pointer showed that it was 04:30 in the morning, and the girl was lying on the bed, still thinking about the experience of last night.

Who was that voice at the end, and what was the silver fragment she brought out... Maybe it should be thrown away tomorrow... I don't know if I will return to that mansion... That monster must be dead.

A burst of fatigue came, and Qing Xiao fell asleep again regardless of the pain all over her body.

This time she didn't appear in that messy mansion, the dream was full of blood, and a person fell down with his back to her, Qing Xiao subconsciously caught her, but was brought by the force and fell to the ground together.

Qing Xiao looked down at the woman in her arms. In the dim light, the woman's appearance was compelling, and her eyes were full of emotion like water waves. Just looking at her made people unable to breathe, as if taking away all the colors of the world. I forget the customs when I see it.

She seemed very surprised by Qing Xiao's appearance, she moved her lips slightly and tried to say something, but she couldn't say a word out of anger.

The woman sighed helplessly, closed her eyes, and the sword in her hand slipped to the ground, her face faded and became as cold as a wax sculpture. Qing Xiao tentatively stretched out her fingers and found that she had lost her breath.

Qing Xiao held back her fear and put her on the ground gently, looked up and looked around, this is a battlefield, messy ruins mixed with flesh and blood, revealing the fierce battles that have been experienced here, in the scattered blood, several swords are stuck in the The ground and the blade were covered with cracks.

Stained blood all over the ground——Qing Xiao subconsciously thought, if the monster she beheaded left a small ball of blood, how big a monster, or how many monsters would it take to appear in this endless bloody land .

Following the woman's death, the sword she held was lying on the ground, and suddenly there was a cry of grief.

There was a crisp cracking sound, Qing Xiao lowered her head, the sword shattered into pieces and scattered all over the ground, and she went after the woman.

This is just the prelude--

Countless mournful cries sounded from the entire space, and some people were crying bitterly. The swords that were half inserted into the ground trembled. And so on have turned into pieces.

After the funeral, the sky is as gorgeous as falling cherry blossoms.

The crying stopped, and she was left alone, her eyes were full of blood, a woman lay at her feet, and the wreckage of the sword shattered all over the place.

Qing Xiao was at a loss, what happened?

Someone was pushing her, and a familiar voice gradually sounded in her ears.

"Qing Xiao? Woke up?!"

Qing Xiao opened her eyes, staggered and struggled to get up from the bed.

Soon, it fell down again.

"sleepy……"

Ema smiled helplessly: "Did you stay up late yesterday to play games again?"

"No! I'm having a nightmare!" The girl immediately denied, still looking drowsy.

Ema rubbed her comfortingly: "Natsume is already waiting for you at the door, hurry up."

As if she hadn't slept all night, Qing Xiao felt that she was about to die suddenly, and she grabbed the quilt with nothing to love: "I was born to be a human, but I still have to go to school, this world is really too difficult..."

The face was grabbed, and the pain cleared the girl's mind a bit. She wrinkled her face and looked up at her sister with tears in her eyes: "It hurts QAQ"

Ema smiled, "Are you awake?"

Qing Xiao covered her face and nodded.

"Hey, don't make people wait too long."

Watching Ema leave, she quickly jumped out of the quilt, quickly chose a long sleeve to cover her back, and carefully covered her right hand, Qing Xiao was relieved.

After washing quickly, he took his lunch box and floated out of the house, greeting the quiet and handsome young man by the door.

"Kishi, I've been waiting for a long time."

Seeing her spirit-like state, Natsume Takashi understood, and smiled gently: "Did you stay up late last night?"

"I didn't play games all night!" The girl frowned.

"Hi hi."

Seeing his tolerant face, with the look of 'what you say is what you say', Qingxiao biu suffocated like a balloon leaking air, and pushed him forward.

"Go, go, go."

Today's weather is fine, Natsume Takashi's mood is like that of the blue sky, he raised his hand to cover the sun, looking at the quiet town, the girl followed him by the hem of his clothes, so sleepy that the chicken pecked at the rice head bit by bit.

Suddenly, a man with a tear mole in the corner of his eye drove by on a bicycle.

Natsume greeted with a smile: "Squad leader, good morning."

The man greeted coolly: "Gui'an."

A forceful aura rushed towards his face, Qing Xiao woke up suddenly, but could only see a piece of chic clothes.

Immediately, she started yawning again: "I'm so sleepy." Then she closed her eyes, grabbed the hem of Natsume's clothes, and followed him silently.

Xia Mu turned her head and found that Qing Xiao was already asleep, she shook her head helplessly, and let her follow behind like a pendant, leading her to the school, only slowing down her pace.

Seeing the seat, Qing Xiao was still half asleep, Natsume Takashi persuaded: "Class is about to start, wake up."

But helplessly, the girl closed her eyes and said confidently: "I'm awake!"

Natsume Takashi: "Hmm..."

Suddenly, a large shadow covered the two people by the window.

Natsume Takashi stopped the next words, turned his head and looked out the window, he obviously didn't see a monster just now, why did one suddenly appear at this time, and where is it hidden.

What's there?The girl seemed to have sensed something, opened her eyes and looked out of the window, and the strange scene of high-definition sex immediately woke her up.

I saw an unknown creature sticking to the window, with a big eye in the deep purple flesh sticking to the glass window, the black eyes rolled around, staring at the two of them.

Qing Xiao stared blankly at this magical creature, even forgot to run away, is she still playing games?what is this?

Natsume Takashi stood up nervously, trying to stop the girl behind him.

But before he could walk over, the magical creature opened its mouth wide open, and a thick, sticky pink tongue stuck out from the side opening.

"Suck—————!"

Qing Xiao was caught off guard by being licked all over, and fell backwards. Fortunately, she held on to the table so she didn't fall down. Natsume beside her was even worse, being directly smeared to the ground.

After licking, the magical creature seemed satisfied and left. Natsume Takashi ignored the strange eyes of his classmates and quickly helped Qing Xiao up.

The girl shook her head like a rattle, and patted her face again. It took a while to recover from the subtle and sticky touch, and she broke down and muttered to herself.

"Guizhi, it turns out that you have been working so hard...to be licked."

The young man was startled by Qing Xiao's words, and hurriedly explained: "Ordinary monsters basically just pounce on them, so they rarely lick like this."

Qing Xiao nodded, and said in a subtle tone, "So you've been licked?"

Natsume Takashi: "..." This sentence is obviously very strange, but he doesn't know where to start to refute.

Not long after the embarrassment, the boy Natsume asked her in surprise: "Why can you see monsters, Akatsuki?" Then he began to worry. With the experience of a teenager, seeing monsters suddenly is not a good omen.Either being targeted by a monster, or eating something that shouldn't be eaten.

The girl was still confused at this time: "Yeah, why can I see monsters too? Huh? Isn't it playing games?!"

She looked ignorant...Natsume Takashi rubbed his forehead, and said seriously after a while: "After school, you and I will go to Mr. Kitty and ask. If there are monsters causing trouble, we must get rid of them immediately."

"Okay."

Before Qing Xiao could figure out why she could suddenly see monsters, the class bell rang and the teacher walked in. This class was Mandarin.

The teacher continued to read the book, the magic sound filled his ears, and the drowsiness struck again. Qing Xiao was so sleepy that he couldn't help but threw himself on the table.

Duke Zhou gesticulated in his dream and told her to hurry over.

"Hinata Qingxiao!" A voice like a thunderbolt pulled the girl back from her sleep.

"Hi!" Qing Xiao subconsciously stood up, opened her eyes, and the teacher's angry face appeared in front of her eyes.

The girl blinked: "Good morning, teacher."

Mandarin teacher: "..."

The middle-aged female teacher held back her anger, and said with a straight face: "You, read the text I just explained."

Qing Xiao's mind went blank, huh?What did she just say.

The front table moved suddenly, and the girl glanced forward without leaving a trace, and Natsume Takashi was already very cooperative in revealing the content outlined in the textbook.

The second paragraph of the excerpt from "The Analects of Confucius", only one sentence

Qing Xiao looked down at the textbook, and read in Chinese: "Zi said: If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening..."

After reading it out, the Chinese teacher pushed his glasses and asked, "What do you understand about this sentence?"

Staring at this sentence in the book, the thoughts in her mind were like a paste. The girl tried her best to rescue her brain from the paste, wrung out the water, and tapped.

Her brain barely started to think. Although she didn't listen to the teacher's explanation at all, as an indigenous flower grower, she had read "The Analects of Confucius" at least in her previous life.

The meaning of this sentence should be figured out, hey, neon watermelon is so expensive, I really want to eat frozen watermelon... Wait, now is not the time to think about this.

Her mind was full of imagination, but Qing Xiao's answer was pretty reliable.

"The current translation of this sentence is that if you know the truth in the morning, it doesn't matter if you die at night, which shows the saint's desire and spirit of exploration for the Tao at that time."

The Chinese teacher's face softened a little, and he nodded.

Since ancient times, teachers have liked students who love to learn. She softened and said, "If I remember correctly, Hyuga-san, your Chinese is not bad."

Qing Xiao nodded obediently: "Yes." The former mother tongue is of course good.

"Ancient Chinese is very difficult to understand. It's rare for you to like such an elegant hobby at such a young age," she said gently.

"Sit down, please listen to the class carefully in the future."

"Yes."

Qing Xiao heaved a sigh of relief, sat down and sent Natsume a good person card, well, I won't mention the matter of him being licked by a monster in the future.

He rubbed his forehead, straightened the textbook, and pretended to be listening to the class carefully.

She thought of her own panel, muttered silently, and a light blue panel unfolded.

The author has something to say: The Luzi in this dream is the most beautiful Luzi in the full text. My boss, although I haven’t paid the money for hormones, please give me some face. No matter who comes out later, what they do, no matter what the heroine wrote How many appearance descriptions, all of them are not as beautiful as her [confirmed]