God Judge's Thousand-Layer Routine Vest

"……Finally found……"

After getting off the Shinkansen and taking an urban and rural bus, and walking along the road for an hour, I finally arrived at my destination.

"This kind of independent designer studio on the edge of the countryside feels very suspicious," said Li panting with his hands on his knees. "Is it really possible to open such a store if we only make one item of each product?"

What was displayed in front of them was a historical-looking bungalow with pointed attics and dark brown exterior walls. There were only some evergreen shrubs in the wide courtyard. The only thing that proved that they found the right place was a piece of modern-style door billboard.

Pq children's clothing design.

There is also a line of small characters at the bottom, probably the name of the designer, called Shiraishi Chiaki.

Generally, this kind of mansion is listed as the first choice for haunted houses along with the Japanese-style mansion of the Iijima family.

"Do you feel anything?" Lu asked half of the ghost after taking a breath, "I don't care if it's still a waste of time today."

"I want to get closer." Half the ghost quickly moved through the iron gate and moved into the bungalow, seeing that the eager action was not in vain.

"Wait, how do we get in?" Lil shouted behind him, "Find a way for the people inside to see us!"

However, a long time passed, and there was no movement inside. Just when the fusangshen were getting impatient, a delivery van drove up to the door, and the driver could be seen talking on the phone through the window. The person who opened the door came out.

After the car drove in, the woman who opened the door looked suspiciously at the people outside: "What's the matter with you?"

The composition of my group is indeed a bit weird, no matter their age, dress or appearance, they can't see anything in common.

"Let's order some clothes." Higiri said with a smile, "So I want to meet the designer."

Taro Tachi slightly bent his knees so that the other party could notice the cub still soundly asleep in his arms.

"Ah... Shiraishi-sensei doesn't take orders very much recently," the woman looked at Higakiri and Kenmaru hesitantly, "Did you come here because of the wind?"

Then she found that the faces of this group of people were full of question marks, and it seemed that they really wanted to customize children's clothing.

"Then please come in first, I will ask the teacher what he means."

There were many people walking in a hurry in the bungalow, holding all kinds of fabrics or papers in their hands. When they saw them, they all looked strange without exception, and then put them away nicely.

Fu Sangshen and his party were brought into a dimly lit living room, and the woman who led the way asked them to rest here now, and left by themselves, probably to find the designer himself.

Someone soon brought tea in an environmentally friendly paper cup, and Lil breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it.

He was really afraid that the other party would bring out a bunch of silver cups and other antiques. Using environmentally friendly paper cups, it means that there are still a lot of humans here.

Relieved, Ritsu looked around and found many mannequins of different sizes in the house, all of them were wearing children's clothes.

Even if it is the size of an adult, the body curves that are different from those of children coupled with the naive and cute design have an indescribable sense of incongruity.

"...Even if it is necessary for work, this is a bit too much." Lu silently counted, and found that there are more than a dozen scattered in this room alone, and this does not include the man-shaped tables on the table. ornaments.

"After all, it doesn't matter that it's missing a very important head and legs," Qing Lan said professionally, "Youkai wouldn't want to attach to such an inconvenient thing, but the house is not clean either."

Keimaru stared suspiciously at a mannequin next to the wall, and finally stood up to take a closer look.

"...The light is so dim, and the sun doesn't let in," Lu looked at the long velvet curtains, designing clothes in this kind of working environment would probably have to go to the eye hospital soon, "The designer is really like this." Is it all right?"

"Thank you for your concern, the dim light can stimulate my creative inspiration even more."

An old voice answered his words, startling Lil, he turned around quickly and saw a tall old man walking slowly, and the woman who opened the door before followed behind him with her hands tied.

"I'm Chiaki Shiraishi." The old man asked after introducing himself, "Who wants to order clothes?"

"Wait a minute first," Kagemaru raised a hand, "Your propaganda is the only one, unique, why is there another one of the same here?"

The one on the avatar happened to be exactly the same as the one he had bought, which displeased Kagemaru, who was attracted by the "uniqueness" and bought it.

"...This one will not be sold, so it is still unique to the outside world." The old man frowned slightly, as if he was enduring something, "I'm very sorry, I will let the sales people pay attention."

Taro Tachi felt the little creature in his arms move, and immediately let go of his arms to put him down.

The young examiner turned his back and rubbed his eyes thinking he was concealed, and then he looked for his subordinate who was in a mess.

——Since the day before yesterday, there have always been strange fluctuations, and it is not worrying in the middle of the night. Fortunately, he has an older brother.

Keimaru, who has always been steady, didn't know that his brother's evaluation at the juvenile trial had undergone a strange change. He just frowned and returned to his original position to sit down. I know why he just feels uncomfortable.

"Is this the little guest?" The old man also refocused his attention on the juvenile judge as Xiwan took his seat, "What kind of request do you have?"

"It's better to have a different style," Hikakiri said with a pure face. "You can add cat ears, rabbit tails, and those laces. Ah, kimonos are not necessary."

After listening to this messy request, the old man asked in a good temper: "Then what is the number of pieces?"

The woman puts the price list on the table duly.

Completely ignoring the shocking zeros behind, Mustache said without blinking: "Aren't you going to make a sketch? The more inspiration you have, the better."

"... Then pay a part of the deposit in advance, who will follow me?"

After consulting the old man in a low voice, the woman who opened the door got up and said.

Katsumaru stood up consciously and went to another room with her to swipe the card.

Soon they came back, and the woman nodded to the old man.

"Then please ask the little guest to measure the size next door." The old man said noncommittally, "My student has been in this business for more than ten years, so please rest assured when entrusting it to him."

Youju didn't have any complaints about the new clothes, so he took the initiative to walk to the next door, and Taro Tachi naturally followed.

"Let's go take a look too." Lü dragged Qinglan out of the room, he still remembered the half-sided ghost that had disappeared until now, so he just took this opportunity to look for it in the house.

Kagemaru wanted to follow up, but looked back at his immovable elder brother, after a moment of hesitation, the young judge disappeared, and he had no choice but to sit where he was.

The old man glanced at them and didn't comment on the unconventional attire. Before going out, Ritsu found out a golf club bag and stuffed Higakiri and Kemaru's sabers in it. They were all too conspicuous, and regrettably ended up at Iijima's house.

——Also, it can suppress evil spirits.

Odachi in black said.

So now the dressing of the knee ball is a small suit with a golf club bag that doesn't match.

"Are you brothers?" the old man asked after taking a sip from the cup from the woman behind him.

"That's right." Katsumaru replied bluntly.

"...If you don't mind, let me make a suit of clothes for you too."

"Hey? Aren't you a children's clothing designer?"

"It seems that you really don't know that I was not a full-time designer of children's clothing before, but I had to make a living from it after I lived in this mansion." The old man lowered his eyes, "You happen to be brothers, this is probably Fate, if you insist on listening, I can also tell the story of my dying old man during the body measurement."

After saying that, he stood up and took out a soft ruler from the lower side of the table.

— Brothers again!

Keimaru watched as his brother tried to calm himself down.

Hidekiri glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, lazily stood up and stretched his arms: "Is that all right?"

"...Where did this guy hide?" Lu complained while searching for ghosts in the big and outrageous mansion, "Can't you feel it?"

"I can feel it." His bad old father, no, Qing Lan said perfunctorily.

"Then you tell me!"

"No, I want to see when you can find it." A malicious smile appeared on the old father's face.

Ritsu rolled his eyes, and continued to search for the ghost while avoiding people passing by.

"...Hmph, even though you entered the house, can't you go out again?"

When passing by the glass door leading to the backyard again, Qing Lan finally couldn't help laughing.

"Outside...!" Lu ignored him, pushed open the glass door and ran out.

Different from the monotonous flatness of the front yard, there is a huge camellia tree in the backyard, the flowers on it are a silky dark red, the side of the tree is in a mess, and there are many tools such as shovels and chainsaws, and the ghost on the other side is under the tree Frantically digging the soil with both hands, the soil turned out is fresh rust red.

"I used to be well-known in fashion design and color use, but I didn't use my real name at that time. For an inspiration, I accidentally passed this mansion when I was traveling."

The old man squatted down and measured the size of the trousers for Mustache with both hands.

"At that time, the courtyard of the western mansion was full of camellias, and the color was exactly what I wanted, so I bought this mansion from the original owner, and only waited for the second year when the camellias bloomed again. dye."

"Oh? Didn't the flowers bloom?" Mustache asked, looking down at the back of the old man's neck.

"The flowers never thank you."

"What are you doing!" Li rushed over and grabbed half of the ghost's sleeve—no, it can't be called that anymore, he is already a complete human.

"Don't get in my way!" Half the ghost shook off Li and continued digging, "He's right under here!"

"Hee hee..." Qing Lan ruthlessly supported Lu who was staggering back, "Are you surprised that a yes-man has such a big temper?"

...It's a bit surprising, but I also know that ghosts are such a thing, and pure kindness cannot become a ghost.

"In order to better judge when the flowers bloom, I lived in this mansion," the old man got up and measured his waistline, "but that night I had a dream."

"The person in the dream became a bandit after the village fell, and became a leader of thieves when he became an adult. One day, he received a lot of money from his employer and asked them to kill a young man who passed by at a certain time. However, when they met, they discovered that That person has exactly the same face as him, and he should be a twin brother who was lost when he was young."

"But the money has already been accepted, and the other party knows about it. It is impossible to stop here, otherwise his subordinates may mutiny. The young man who grew up among thieves only hesitated for a moment before deciding to let the other party die on his own. hands."

The old man motioned for Hidekiri to take off his coat and measure his arm length and waist, but he continued: "A brother killed another, when the sword passed through his body, the other saw the murderer's face, and his eyes did not close until he died. "

"No... I can't find it... Why can't I find it!" Ghosting spoke faster and faster, his face distorted, and the dug up red soil was piled up around him, "I buried him here with my own hands! As long as Find him, and my curse will be lifted!"

"……curse?"

"Isn't there black energy on him?" Qing Lan said, "What do you think it is?"

—I thought it was part of him.

In a sense, Ritsu Iijima, who was still inexperienced, fell silent.

"I killed half of my body, so I was cursed to death," the ghost's eyes shed dark red tears like camellias, "I've already made amends, why don't you let me go—"

"When he heard what my mother said, he deliberately asked me to wear the same clothes and mark the same place, otherwise I should be the one who was taken away. I didn't even resent this, so why should he curse me! "

The old man had already started to measure the circumference of Higakiri's neck, with a cold tape wrapped around his skin, the old man's unhurried voice sounded: "The thief leader closed his brother's eyes and buried him under a camellia tree. When the camellia blooms, he goes to worship regularly. However, maybe this is some kind of curse. His body is getting worse day by day. There will soon be ambitious young men determined to take their place."

"One night, the leader was cut in half with a knife across the bed, and he couldn't close his eyes when he died. His accomplices buried him hastily under the same camellia tree. One of the two brothers betrayed him in order to survive when he was young. The other party, one is to betray the other party for profit after reuniting when they grow up."

The woman on the opposite side took a step back in panic, covered her mouth tightly, and leaned towards Kagemaru.

"Even if it is a half-body existence, there will still be something more important than the other party, and then there will be betrayal and rebellion..." The tape measure around Huqie's neck was tightened forcefully, the whites of the old man's eyes turned black like ink, and two lines of dark With red tears streaming down his cheeks, he asked in a low voice, "Since we all have to betray each other for something else in the end, why is there such a bond?"

"Oh, not every pair of brothers will be like this." Mustache easily lifted the tape measure around his neck. Although it was only the strength of one finger, the old man's skinny hands were completely unable to resist. It's normal to have important things, but the bond between us can't be broken by anything."

Over there, Kenmaru had already pressed the woman with a small electric shock device to the ground with a cold face, and seemed to really want to come up and teach this nonsense old man a lesson.

"However, a human being like you will never understand." Mustache showed his canine teeth and smiled, reaching out to grab the old man's head. "After the story is over, get the hell out? Don't push yourself just because I didn't draw the sword." oh."

A black shadow screamed, jumped out from the old man and fled towards the backyard.

"From my point of view, neither of you is a good thing." After listening to the story, Lu said indifferently, "When you were young, one of you ignored your brother in order to escape, and when you grew up, you mercilessly fought for profit. Killing the other, his scheming is certainly abominable, but you are not completely innocent as you said, so you have no resentment."

The ghost stopped, turned his back and said, "If you have a brother, it will be like this sooner or later. Don't you have a sister? One day, she will hurt you because of her desire..."

"I don't believe it," Lil laughed, "That idiot who can't even fall in love is so thankful for hurting me for his own desires, and, even if our ideas don't agree, we will at most become strangers who are drifting apart in the future Humans will never be like you."

"It sounds good," the ghost gradually revealed his original villainous temperament, "you just wait to regret it! Give me your body, and I must find him!"

He rushed towards Lv with a ferocious face, but was bitten to pieces by Qing Lan who had been waiting for a long time.

"Bah bah... it still smells like a human, I can't eat human... huh?"

Quickly spit out the soul that was still considered human, Qing Lan opened her mouth again to catch the black shadow rushing towards the camellia tree, perfectly interpreting what it means to wait for a rabbit.

"It's okay to have compensation... um...how is this a human?"

"His brother?"

"It should be. They all taste similar. I thought at least one of them was not."

Qing Lan, who ran for two days but got nothing, said lazily.

——Maybe twins are the same thing, but after being put into the human womb, they become human. The child is like a mirror, showing the appearance of his closest person, whether it is the mother who has been worrying about how to live, or the thieves Desperate for profit...

Mustache in the room smiled, let go of the shriveled corpse that quickly turned into bones, and looked at his younger brother tenderly.

"I have always trusted my brother. Even if you and I have other important things, the relationship between our brothers will not change." The blond Taidao pointedly looked at the door, and the young judge who had measured the size Zheng Zheng walked in from the door with an unhappy face, "Because you are my cutest brother, but I am a little sad to be mistrusted by you, brother, you think I will forget you when I have a judge person?"

"—Brother! I never think so!" Kemaru lowered his head and rushed forward to hug Hikari's shoulders, lowering his head against the embrace that made him feel at ease.

I'm just worried, I'm worried that I will become that kind of person, if I give my attention to the judge, will it disappoint you?

"Okay, good boy, good boy," Mustache touched his head on his shoulder distressedly, "that...uh..."

"...Brother, do you still remember the name of the god judge?"

"Jingmo!" Taidao quickly answered, the name is easy to remember since it hasn't been changed.

"..."

Oops, this really made me cry...

Feeling the heat on his shoulders, Hidekiri sighed helplessly, covering his idiot brother's head with his jacket.

"Huh-"

Lil stretched his waist into the restaurant, the guests were already seated, even his father, who never showed up unless necessary, was there, and the news was broadcasting on the TV: "A well-known designer died mysteriously at home, ten people were dug up in the backyard Several bones, suspected to be children who have been missing for five years... There is a relationship between the bones... The secretary surrendered to the police..."

In the picture is the camellia tree that has fallen down with a bang, and the crimson flowers are scattered all over the ground.

"It's aired so soon? Yes, it's sensational news, right?"

"This is all on the morning news today," Juan sighed, complaining affectionately, "Wherever you go, you will cause trouble."

"I don't want to either..."

At the end of the time, Yilu called the police indifferently, and it was already night when he returned home after finishing the transcript, and the worried Juan let out a long breath.

The woman who was stunned by the knee pill and woke up again lost all her strength after seeing the pile of white bones. She told the police who rushed to the scene of the children's bones under the camellia tree in the backyard. Old man possessed by ghost killed six sets of twins, all buried in backyard.

——What kind of mood did she use to help the ghost?Or is there a ghost hiding in her own heart?

The old man who has been possessed by a ghost for five years is no longer a living human being. It is probably because of the choice he made when he was young that the fashion designer keeps making two sets of the same children's clothes.

"...Speaking of which, who are the two of them?" Lu asked Qing Lan with a headache, "Memories are intertwined, why do obsessions seem to intersect?"

"During the long years of being buried together, some of them have fused with each other." Qing Lan finished planing the rice in the bowl, and motioned for another bowl. look."

"...Brother, eat."

Kemaru helplessly called out to Higakiri, who was staring at the TV in a daze, and by the way picked a fishbone for the young judge, who closed his eyes and just opened his mouth to eat the fish that was brought to his mouth.

"I'll eat it now." Mustache blinked his eyes, "I seem to have seen a period of Yizhen just now, and that..."

The news has come to an end, and now it is an advertisement. The object of the promotion is the popular coffee shop, the one that provides desserts, and the decoration is very girlish. The customer group is petty bourgeois women with a little financial strength.

"Is it the bone?" Katsumaru reminded, but there was no need for Higakiri to confirm, because the next second there appeared on the TV the bone-like Toshiro wearing a coffee apron and a maid outfit with a cold face.

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The author has something to say: too late...too late to check...

I originally wanted to write two chapters separately, but I feel uncomfortable looking at it like that, so I just post it together!

So hard until now OTZ

I am so teary-eyed that I can’t speak QAQ

good night everyone...

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: Wu Sufen and the male god are the main attack~ Thank you everyone, I love you~