[Comprehensive] Today's judges are also very willful

hall

The newly built hall is spacious and bright, with unknown strange decorations hanging on the snow-white walls, which looks exquisite and gorgeous.The log-colored floor is smooth and noticeable, a long dining table is quietly placed in the middle, and on both sides of it are low tables with different shapes and exquisite decorations.

Smoke billowed from the kitchen connected to the hall not far away, and the aroma of food radiated from it, causing the short knives waiting outside to exclaim with joy.

Maeda and Heino obediently followed Yaken in the kitchen and were busy helping him. The black-haired boy's reflective lenses shone dazzlingly, and he walked back and forth in the kitchen full of energy. Intimidated by the momentum, he made snacks in the corner without disturbing the medicine research.

Wuhutui and Akita pulled Yiqi Yizhen's clothes from left to right, and followed him obediently to help arrange the tableware. Gukuu Toshiro also followed them.

"Yamabuki Kiritou! Don't squat here!" The five tigers poked Yamabuki Kiritou who was squatting at the corner of the table in a low voice, the blond paused for a while, and dawdled to the corner of the table on the other side, burying himself in the shadows grow mushrooms.

"Ah, how long do you have to hold it like this! Hachisuka" Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki and Izumi Mori Kanesada stood together on the corridor outside the hall, the two swords were grimacing, and they were cautiously independent on one leg, while working hard with both hands Holding a gold-embedded red sword about two meters long, he was miserable.

"Taro, you should really lose weight," Mutsu Mori muttered, and it was rare to get Izumi Mori Kanesada's eyes of approval.When the two knives had no blade to mediate between them, they would always bicker without interruption, and they would fight as they talked, but in the end they accidentally knocked over the dessert prepared by Yaoken during the fight in the hall, and were beaten The two-meter-eight short-sword boy came out and stood for punishment.

"It's fine when the master comes over." Hachisuka Kotoru looked at the two with a smile as a supervisor, while paying attention to the big sword held by the two naive fusangshen, lest he be thrown off by them.The red magic knife was extremely quiet, as if the one who was complained too heavily was not himself at all, and seemed to have no consciousness.

Hachisuka looked at the big sword, and there was a hint of worry in his eyes, but soon, when he saw the lively short swords, he let go of this anxiety - the master can even be resurrected, so what does he need to worry about? Woolen cloth?

"Does Xiaoye like this?" Zong San Zuowen next to him hugged Xiaoye in his arms, and fed the desserts made by Gexian to his younger brother from time to time. His blue-haired dagger cheeks were bulging, and his eyes narrowed happily. He obediently let his elder brother hug and nibble on the pastry.

"Wow!"

"Brother Yaoyan is amazing!"

"The medicine made by Yaoken is super delicious!"

In a mess, Imaken and Natsuo got together around a plate, two short knives and a Wakizasa mixed into the pile of short knives raised their chopsticks at the same time, accurately caught the tempura on the plate, and put it in mouth.

"Yakuken's craftsmanship is really superb! As expected, food is the best only if it is taken out secretly." Catfish held his face with a happy face, and seemed almost to be floating, and the bone on one side looked at him silently With a glance, he looked at the black-haired dagger standing behind his twin brother with a dark face, and wisely chose to ignore it.

"Cui! Tail! Teng! Si! Lang!" Yao gritted his teeth, and said every word, the glasses on the bridge of his nose reflected an astonishing arc of light, showing a spring-warm smile, which made the cattail tremble. , The chopsticks in his hand also fell down.

"Hmm...Yakuken! Aren't you in the kitchen? Why did you suddenly appear like this!" Catfish frantically picked up the dropped chopsticks, stood up with a whoosh and wanted to run away, but was caught by the medicine. Ken pressed on the stool.

Cattail was forced to sit on the stool with a bitter face, not daring to resist, he turned his eyes to Gu Gu who was helping Yiqi to set the position for help, and Gu Gu stared at the bowl in his hand without squinting. The chopsticks were so serious that they didn't give him a single look.

The black-haired Wakizawa lowered his head in frustration, looked pitifully at the dark-faced Yaoken, and then quietly looked at Yiqi Yishin over there, who looked at the fighting brothers with a smile, and pointed at the cattail She smiled softly, but didn't mean to intervene in the slightest.

"Luan, Jinjian QAQ" Nanwei had no choice but to put her last hope on the accomplices who committed the crime together, hoping that they could help disperse the firepower of Yaoken, but found that the two short knives had slipped aside and sat next to Xiaoye in Zongsan's arms , completely abandoned him.

"There is no love anymore! (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻" Cattail was dragged away by Yaoyan's collar bitterly, and he struggled unwillingly to hold onto the table, but he was in vain. He could only watch helplessly as the table was pushed away by Yamabagiri Kunihiro who was squatting at the corner of the table.

"Hahahahaha, Brother Cattail is really stupid." Luan watched Cattail being dragged away by Yaoken, jumped up from the stool, and laughed happily. The white furry rubbed it randomly, "The momentum of the medicine research is really getting stronger and stronger."

"Hey... Jinjian Temple, please be gentle." The furry toy fox looked at the silver-haired dagger tearfully, and the little tengu pretended not to hear it at all. He blinked at Saya and Luan, a little mischievously.

"The lord should be back soon, Luan, Xiaoye, should we go and greet him?"

"Welcome to the lord!" Xiao Ye's eyes lit up, and he quickly jumped out of Zong San's arms, looking at the door expectantly.Blinking wildly, he agreed happily, "Okay, let's go to meet the lord."

"Who is Luan going to meet?"

"Of course it's to welcome the lord! The lord is in a hurry to see Qingguang, and he didn't listen to the self-introduction." He replied without thinking, with a bit of frustration on his delicate and delicate face than a girl.

"Well, it's my problem. I should listen carefully and finish introducing myself." Amami Chuan looked at the orange-haired 'girl' with a smile, and couldn't help but reach out and mess up his long hair.

"...Master, Lord, Lord!" Luan jumped up in shock, blushed suddenly, lowered his head and obediently admitted his mistake, while secretly observing Tian Yuchuan's reaction secretly.

"It's okay." Amamikawa smiled and touched Fusangshen's head with orange hair, and smiled gently at Saya and Imaime who were also looking at him with expectant eyes, and touched them one by one, "If you want to introduce yourself Just say it, and I'll listen carefully."

"Yes! Master, I'm Ranto Shiro... Hey, do you want to dance with me?" The girl's delicate dagger blinked her eyes, her skirt slightly raised, and she looked at her master expectantly.

"I, Jinjian! It's Yoshitsune's guardian sword! What, I'm so good! My lord" the little tengu jumped out from behind Luan, ran over and hugged Amomikawa's arm, almost hanging on him.

"Although... the introduction has already been made, but... the main hall, I am Xiaoye Zuofuji. Who do you want... to take revenge on...?" The blue-haired dagger boy who always had a serious face moved closer to him Beside him, he tugged at the corner of his clothes relyingly, raised his small face and asked seriously.

"I'm Amanokawa-san, you can continue to call me Lord, you can also call me by my name, or I don't care if you call me something else." Amanokawa couldn't help smiling, bent down and gently stroked the daggers hair, "Then, from now on you will be my knives"

"My lord is really biased..." Fen-haired Fu Sangshen covered his face with his sleeves, and stared at him sadly with a pair of bright, different-colored pupils, looking at Liu Guang, "You never told us your title Woolen cloth……"

Although it is a due etiquette for Fusangshen like them not to ask the name of the lord, but the past few god judges, whether they accepted or rejected, liked or hated them, never concealed this from them .

Sometimes Zongsan would also feel that maybe the judges were right, they were indeed spoiled, so Zongsan was always a little more cautious when facing Tianyuchuan—their new Lord, it's not those weak human god judges, is it?

Even so, Zongsan occasionally has extravagant hopes. He once heard a master onmyoji say that the name is the shortest spell, and giving the name means giving trust.And for Fusangshen like them, handing over the name means entrusting everything.

Zongzo knew that it wasn't just him, Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro, Hachisuka Kotoru, and even Yaken Toshiro and Wuhutai might have thought about this question.Their adults will not be afraid of being hidden by the gods, so who will be the first to be recognized by the lord and given their name?

It's just that he didn't expect that this honor would go to his younger brother and several other daggers.Zong San blinked, not too surprised. He saw the lord's love for the short knives, and it was normal to do so, but...why did he always feel that the lord was a bit like Sanriyuedian when facing them? ?

"I didn't forbid you to call me like that." Tian Yuchuan glanced at him and covered his face with the sleeve of his cassock, seeming to be very mournful, holding his forehead helplessly. There is no point in the knife.

He doesn't mind the occasional coquettishness of his subordinates, and a small complaint can be regarded as a life adjustment.Especially after knowing that the age of these knife spirits can only be regarded as young children, Tian Yuchuan felt that it was difficult for him to punish them ruthlessly.

What's more, these knives can be called well-behaved-compared with his former demon subordinates, these Fusangshen are just a litter of kittens. Even if they stretch their claws to scratch people, they feel powerless. It's just for him.

Smiling, Tian Yuchuan raised his head, and saw the two swordsmen standing upright on one leg in the corridor with wrinkled faces, and couldn't help laughing.

"Mutsu Mori, Izumi Mori, what are you doing? Helping Taro bask in the sun?"