On the Survival Skills of Gap Benmaru [Comprehensive]

After Shen Yao's hand was injured, many blades took this opportunity to show their presence in front of her, and Shen Yao also took this opportunity to get acquainted with many of Honmaru's knives.And these knives that reflect the value of blade (?) do not include Zong Sanzuo's characters. It's not that he doesn't worry about his master at all, but he has been a little bit around Shen Yao recently.

The reason is that it started with showing Shen Yao the mark of the demon king on his body that day.

At that time, Zong San Zuowen, whose head was roaring because of Shen Yao's unreasonable playing of cards, never thought that Shen Yao's words to make him eat more were not just casual words.

After sighing with snot and tears that the village chief's family was really poor, Shen Yao stuffed the remaining watermelon to Zong San Zuowenwen, then ran to the kitchen by herself, and then had dinner that night When Zongsan Zuowenwen was in front of him, there was an extra bowl of meat that was different from that eaten by other blades.

It is greasy and greasy. It is said that it is specially made braised pork cooked in accordance with Shen Yao's instructions. The fat and thin meat is definitely fatter and less skinny.

From the moment the bowl of braised pork was served, Zong San Zuowen stared at the bowl of meat with a rather displeased expression. He never imagined that there is such a thing that Ren hates in the world. If he doesn't eat it, he must never eat it!

But the development of things, sometimes he can't help him, sitting at the same table with Shen Yao as a close servant, ever since the bowl of meat in front of Zong San Zuowen, Shen Yao began to look at him expectantly, his loving eyes are probably comparable to the old man's. The mother looked at her silly son.When Zong San Zuo Wenwen stared at the meat, Shen Yao was watching, when Zong San Zuo Wenwen picked up the chopsticks, Shen Yao was watching, Zong San Zuo Wenwen... Shen Yao kept watching.

The clear eyes stared straight at the blade, full of anticipation, it was difficult for the blade to ignore it.

It didn't count after looking at it, but when Zongsan Zuowen wanted to pretend that he couldn't see the bowl of meat, he pushed the bowl in front of him, "Zongsan." The meaning was self-evident.

"I don't want to eat this." The unhappy expression on Zong San Zuowen's face became a lot worse. Although he looked mournful, he was not the type who would suffer if he kept silent. He would express his thoughts clearly, even if it was The same is true for the current lord.

Shen Yao blinked her eyes very purely, "Zong San, it's not good to be picky eaters." Sighed, "No wonder you are so thin, not only did you not eat well at the village chief's house, but you are also picky eaters." He took a piece of meat that looked the most oily, and put it in Zong San's left-handed bowl, "Eat it, I specially asked Ge Xian to make it, so as to complement the body, what you eat makes you what you eat."

Zong San's unhappy gaze shifted from the bowl of braised pork to the large piece of meat in his own bowl. The well-cooked meat looked greasy under the light, and it was not as refreshing and delicious as usual. meals.

Complement form with form?What to eat to make up for?So is he short of this kind of fat?

Zong San stared at the piece of meat with strangely colored eyes, like staring at the time retrograde army who injured him when he was out of battle.

"Don't be picky, you see Xiao Ye is looking at you, you can't be better than your brother." Shen Yao smiled, and Zong San Zuo Wenwen felt dizzy after taking a look at Xiao Ye Zuo Wenwen.

He not only saw Xiaoye Zuowen, who was looking at him, but also saw many other blades that he was looking at. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, even Zongsan Zuowen, who had long been the saber that ruled the world, felt Alexander.

From that day on, there was one more thing on the list of things that made Zong Sanzuo's words unpleasant, and the ranking was only after the devil.

That is to say, from that day on, Zong San Zuowen began to avoid Shen Yao, which was not a particularly difficult task for a high dodge sword with the dodge skill activated.

Often Shen Yao is still at the end of the corridor, and Zong San Zuowen has already dodged to the far other end. He doesn't hate his current master. Although the master is a weird person, he still gave him a body, allowing him to move freely. Rather than being regarded as a mere symbolic knife, the owner locked up like a bird in a cage.

Gratitude, trust, plus some swords and swords Fusangshen's natural love and closeness to the god-inspectors who provide spiritual power, as well as the usual getting along with each other, Zong Sanzuo's writing will never reject Shen Yao.

But he, nasty, fat!

But the blade is not as good as it should be, even if Zong San Zuowen desperately wants to go around Shen Yao, but as a very distinctive knife, it is not so easy to be submerged in the crowd of blades in Shen Yao's eyes. .

No, this day Shen Yao set Zong Sanzuo's character as a close servant again.

When he received the order, Zong Sanzuo's words immediately became three points more unhappy, but anyway, he usually has a dejected expression, and the difference between five points and eight points is not much different in other blades.

When Zong San changed his battle clothes and went to Shen Yao's room to wait for orders, Shen Yao was preparing to go out, and when she saw him, she waved happily, "Zong San, come quickly, I heard that there is a gathering of god judges today, I have never seen him before." I've been there before, let's join in the fun." Tang Xiao couldn't go today due to something, and it was the first time she went to such an occasion, thinking about it, she thought it would be a good (wan) thing, so she specially called a Zongsan Zuowen, who is unhappy, maybe Zongsan can be infected by such a cheerful atmosphere, and thus show a happy smile (wake up).

Seeing that Shen Yao was so happy to call him, Zong Sanzuo's three points of unhappiness immediately dissipated two points, and the remaining one point, unless the master can forget to feed him fat, it probably won't get better .

After packing up her things, Shen Yao cheerfully dragged Zong Sanzuo's words all the way to the meeting place according to the address provided.

The scale of this gathering seems to be quite large, there are so many god judges and sword attendants coming and going, all kinds of knives and god judges look so interesting, Shen Yao looked around with great interest.Although she doesn't know many other god judges, she is not afraid of life, she looks cute, and she smiles sweetly. Anyone who looks at her will return her polite smile. After text went to bring her water, other judges immediately came to strike up a conversation.

The person who came was also a female aunt, she looked gentle and delicate, and her smile was very polite, "Hello, I just saw that your valet knife seems to be Zongsanzuo script."

Shen Yao was sitting on the edge of the flower table, and when she heard the sound, she raised her head and smiled generously, "Yes, I like this knife very much." Zong San, of course, is cute no matter how you look at it, and it would be even cuter if he could get fatter ( Can't), the skinny makes people really worry, sigh.

"Me too." The aunt enthusiastically sat down next to Shen Yao, showing the expression of meeting a friend, "I used to like this knife the most, and it was because I loved this knife that I chose the God Judge of this profession."

The smile on Shen Yao's face gradually deepened, and when she was happy, the dimples on her face became very sweet, making people involuntarily add a little favor, "Then you are not very happy after becoming a god judge and forging Zongsan?"

"Yeah, I was very happy at that time," the aunt nodded vigorously, "especially forging and cutting Hasebu soon."

Shen Yao was somewhat puzzled, "Hasebe?" What does it have to do with Hasebe?

The visitor looked around, leaned closer to Shen Yao, lowered his voice, his eyes sparkled mysteriously, "I fell in love with this pair only after reading the Oda-gumi's book."

Shen Yao immediately understood that this is an aunt who eats rot, she nodded politely, "So you like this." Shen Yao is not a rot girl, and she doesn't eat rot, but she respects other people's hobbies and likes to eat this aunt. There are many gods, Shen Yao also heard Tang Xiao said.

"But, but," Shen Yao's ordinary answer, I don't know if the aunt misunderstood something, she had a chest-thumping expression, "The two of my Honmaru, no matter how I match them, put them out together In the expedition, even the dormitories are arranged together, and they are given various opportunities to create, but the result is...no result."

Shen Yao immediately changed into a sympathetic expression with understanding, "My condolences by the way." Compared with the aunt in front of her, she felt that she felt more sympathetic to this aunt's Zongsan Zuowen and Hasebe, who was tortured by her aunt day and night. It's scary to think about it.

"Ah?" The aunt was stunned for a moment, and then decided to put this unclear sentence behind her. She spread her hands, "So, I don't like this knife now."

"En?" Shen Yao frowned slightly, "Why?" Is it because he didn't follow your wish to have sex with Hasebe.

"He's not with Hasebe, so what's the point of seeing him mourning." The aunt sighed, "I can only leave it in Honmaru and don't use it." So as not to feel heartbroken when I see it.

Shen Yao raised her eyebrows and opened her mouth to say something, but her mind was flexible, and she held back what she wanted to say in an instant, blinked her eyes, changed her expression secretly, and looked at the aunt with some sweet expectation, "Zongsan is actually very good, why don't you use it more." The soft sweet voice, with a bit of coquettish taste, makes people feel soft-hearted.

The aunt was also shaken for a moment, and she shook her head after thinking about it, "Forget it, I don't really like that knife very much, it looks very depressed, and its appearance is not my favorite type."

Being explicitly rejected by others, it is rare for Shen Yao to want to try again, "Sister~" the soft and glutinous voice screamed, "Zong San is really, really, really, really, really, really good, just try Try it." Don't regard Zong Sanzuo's writing as any other accessory, but really use it as a knife of his own, Shen Yao obediently raised three fingers together, as if swearing, the dimples are deep and shallow, "I Guaranteed, you will like him."

Zong San Zuowenwen, who had just returned from serving Shen Yao the drink she wanted, walked to the back of the flower table, just in time to hear Shen Yao's words.

The discerning Fu Sangshen stopped in his tracks, his cherry-colored eyelashes trembled slightly, and Zong San raised his eyes through the flowers, looking in the direction of Shen Yao, whom he couldn't actually see.