God Judge's Thousand-Layer Routine Vest

"...it hurts."

After returning to Yang's House, the consequences of the snowball fight began to emerge one by one, and the Fusangshen, who were accustomed to injuries and bleeding, would now complain with a little surprise at their red fingers.

"I can't see any obvious abnormalities, why do I feel pain?"

The fingers were intact, and there were no festering wounds that are occasionally seen on people, but the needle-like pain was not a feeling that could be ignored at will, and even changing clothes seemed inconvenient.

——It should not be serious frostbite, and it will recover after warming up.

Based on his shallow common sense, Bai He cast his eyes on the stove in the house.

A small brass stove held a fire of coals and looked very, very warm.

Let go—the snow-covered Fu Sangshen went back to the house to clean up their appearances, and Jing Mo, who was arranging things by himself, was dealing with the temptation of the proprietress with a smile. The retainer was sweating, but his cheeks and fingers were red from the cold, let alone needing hot water to take a bath.

... Is it the legendary samurai exercise method of splashing cold water on the body to achieve the purpose of strengthening the body?

The proprietress muttered in her heart.

She didn't care where this group of guests got to know the name of Obscure last night, or she had a faint feeling of "as expected", but it was just that the request was made by the person in front of her.

——I heard that there is a gentleman here who is very good at the pipa, and one of my retainers is also a good player. I don't know if I have a chance to chat with her?

Tsurumaru, who holds an electric guitar every day and devotes himself to making all kinds of strange sound effects, has no idea that he has an extra elegant attribute, but the good news is that he finally has the opportunity to complete the task.

The proprietress waited for a while, and then retreated when she saw that the other party had no intention of speaking.

Maybe it was a way for the daimyo to win over his subordinates, but just like these people, he was full of a mysterious feeling.

It is not a problem to look different from ordinary people, and the uncommon dress and hairstyle are not ugly - didn't there be Fanbang warriors in the previous generations of generals' mansions?It's the way they get along with each other, between personal servants and retainers...or other feelings make it difficult for the proprietress to judge the relationship between these guests.

...Let’s inform Fujihime first, and then go to test—Shimoo, it’s best to let the wandering girls from Fujiya and Momijiya come here. Yoshihara needs a grand party to make people forget Kira Uenosuke, so we might as well use this to make things happen. Anyway, they seem to have plenty of money.

Asking Shikigami to send a small box for flowers in the afternoon, Jing Mo turned and walked into the house, but had to change the destination in the middle of the day.

"Are you sure it's okay?"

The big fox felt the sting in his hand and asked Tsurumaru, who was beside him with a serious face.

"It should be right, it's just putting your hands on top of hot things to warm them up," Bai He replied hesitantly with his fingers not getting better at all, "and I remember that there were people directly warming the fire, so it's not the reason for being too hot."

"It is true that there is such an experience," although San Riyue's posture was still calm, but the curvature of the corners of her mouth subconsciously flattened, "but it seems that there is no sign of improvement."

"Maybe it's not enough time..." Tsurumaru put forward a new conjecture.

So Sanshin Pingan Taidao endured the pain and moved his hand closer to the stove again.

"...It will only hurt more."

The judge who opened the door and came in - didn't know what to say for a while, so he could only wave his hand to put out the charcoal fire in the stove first, so as to avoid more serious consequences caused by this group of not-so-small fools.

How should I put it, the hand injury caused by playing with snow is undoubtedly the dereliction of duty of the god judge, from the cause to the result are the same.

Mikazuki quickly put her hands into her sleeves—much faster than the big fox who obediently raised her hands and turned her head, while Tsurumaru was stunned—and touched the stove that immediately became icy cold in disbelief.

The judge sighed, approached and clasped the hands of the two swords that had started to have a fever, using their body temperature to help them slowly relieve the pain.

"Wouldn't it hurt?" The interrogator's tone was a lot more serious than usual, with a hint of reproach, "The sharp temperature difference can make steel brittle, why do you think it's bearable?"

He stretched out his hand to San Riyue, Taidao was stunned, it wasn't that he didn't think about fooling it with laughter, but under the pressure of his eyes, Five Swords Under Heaven obediently handed over his claws.

But this way—adding it in, the hand of the god judge is not enough. Bai He, who found that this method is much more effective than the stove, silently slipped his hand into the sleeve of the god judge, looking for a larger area of ​​contact, San Riyue thought A second later, he imitated his hand and stretched out his hand to a warmer place, then his eyes slightly bent.

Apart from slashing and cutting, the feeling of touching human skin is surprisingly good.

Under the dual effects of body temperature and spiritual power, the pain was quickly relieved a lot. Seeing that the katanas returned to their usual expressions—more or less—with a trace of unnaturalness, the examiner let go of his hand: "I didn't go Ask Qingjiang how they deal with frostbite?"

Owaki Tsubasa is undoubtedly a very experienced type. After giving the snow rabbit he made to the God Judge, he began to rub his hands. When he returned to Yang's house, he could no longer see any discomfort.

"Smiley saw something strange, and chased after it before reaching the room, and so did Hasebe," Baihe confessed honestly, "Xiaoguang went to arrange hot water and breakfast, and reminded us to rub our hands before we left of."

...then what are you doing.

The questioning eyes of the god judges were not very severe, but the katanas still couldn't help feeling guilty.

Whether it's rubbing your hands too slowly or looking bad or simply wanting to try something different doesn't sound like a valid reason to do it.

"In my impression, this is how people get rid of the influence of the cold," Bai He finally couldn't bear the drive of curiosity, asked the questioner and admitted his motives in disguise, "Why can't we?"

"That's because they haven't been in contact with ice and snow for a long time." The judge picked up six paws and checked them one by one for red marks. It must be heavier—a human figure is much worse than a knife in terms of limits..."

The inquisitor seemed to remember something, and there was a slight smile in his eyes: "You are all regular visitors to the medical room of the drug research department, so didn't you just calm down and read a book?"

This is also an interesting phenomenon. Because of various accidents, the swords in the medical room always enter the medical room. The older the sword, the more frequent it is. At the same time, Taisao has the highest proportion of all swords.

"That's not true," Xiaohuwan immediately denied the accusation, and said with some pride, "Xiaohu seldom goes to Yaoyan, but Sankayue should be very familiar with it."

Whether it is active or passive, but the five swords of the world who have been there many times, looked at his moving ears and felt that his hands were itchy, and wanted to pull hard.

Bai He, who had a more serious criminal record, immediately began to change the subject: "Xiao Mian and the others have already gone, yes, why haven't they come back?"

"What did they see that took them so long?"

"Hmm... To be honest, I didn't see anything," Tsurumaru recalled and replied, "Is it worthy of being Wakizashi? His eyes are too good."

"The little fox didn't see it either," said the big fox thoughtfully. "I was walking alongside him at the time. Before he left, he seemed surprised and said, 'Can't you see it?' and chased after him in the bamboo forest."

"I was really caught off guard," San Riyue also added, "It's hard to see the bamboo forest, but they - all the way over the wall and chased them out. The other party doesn't seem to be an ordinary person."

With Owaki Cha's skill, if he was an ordinary human, he would be caught within a short distance, not to mention that when Hasebe followed behind, the other party was able to escape over the wall.

"Oh?" The interrogator became a little interested. He didn't feel anything special just now, which usually means that the other party is not hostile or threatening, but the time spent by Smiley and the others does not mean that.

Is there any accident?Or, did you encounter that crucial point ahead of time...

"Smile..."

"Ah, I understand, I will keep it secret for you, Hasebe, don't worry ♂."

"I did not mean that!"

Facing Wakizashi's "I understand" expression on his face, Da Dao roared in frustration.

The two of them are sitting in a small, plainly decorated room, there are always many curious and prying eyes outside the door, and the hidden meaning is definitely not respect, which makes Da Dao annoyed and doesn't know how to reprimand these rudeness man of.

"However, it's really suspicious," Owaki said, looking at the simplest decorations around, as well as those people who were clumsily hiding their whereabouts in the corners of the courtyard, "If there are so many people around, the snake we are chasing Where can I hide?"

In the bamboo forest in Yangwu, what Qingjiang saw with a smile was a huge snake, or to be more precise, half of it.

The thick snake tail slid towards the bamboo forest with blue phosphorescent light, and the speed was not very fast, but Xiaohumaru who was beside him ignored it, which naturally aroused Owaki Zaza's curiosity.

——Others can’t see it, so it would be interesting to catch it and raise it.

But when he noticed his movement, the speed of the snake's tail-suddenly accelerated a lot, and when it was close to the wall, it went straight through it, which surprised him and Hasebe who came after him, but then he felt that he couldn't let it go Let it go.

In Yoshiwara in the morning, there were no people walking around, which made the tracking in the streets and alleys easier. The cyan snake loomed in the shadows, and then disappeared after entering a courtyard. It is worth mentioning that there are also species of There are many bamboos.

Just when they were about to discuss what to do next, the sliding door of the main house slammed softly, and a woman's beautiful and sad face appeared outside, and then her eyes widened in disbelief.

"Is it you?"

Although the tone was full of emotion, Hasebe had no interest in exploring. He glanced at the woman casually, remembered her appearance, turned around and left, intending to investigate this strange bamboo forest after dark.

"Please stay!" The woman shouted in a panic, "Are you leaving me again?"

The word "again" successfully slowed down Owaki Zashi's footsteps, he turned his head to look at Hasebe, and the smile on his face immediately became meaningful.

This sound successfully alarmed the people in the courtyard. The sounds of clothes rubbing, footsteps and door slamming sounded from all directions, and many people were rushing towards here—walking away was no longer an appropriate way to escape.

"You've got the wrong person." Da Dao was a little surprised, but he turned his back and replied indifferently, "I'm chasing a thief. I'm very sorry that I accidentally broke into the courtyard. A gift will be delivered later."

"I won't mistake you," the woman said with a weeping voice, "You are always so ruthless, is it because I am living in such a miserable place now... Then why do you still come to see me?"

"It's true that I have identified the wrong person..." Hasebe turned his head impatiently, and before he finished the second half of the sentence, he saw the woman falling down from the corridor holding her chest, and the blue single clothes embroidered with water ripples were spread all over the floor.

"Sister!" The two little girls in the room exclaimed—they rushed out to help the woman up, "Sister will never mistake someone who misses you day and night, your heart is too cold!"

In the courtyard—many people rushed out in an instant, men, women, young and old. After seeing Hasebe, their expressions of resentment turned into accusations and comprehension. Whispering voices were everywhere.

"...I have already entered Yoshihara, so there is nothing I can do about it."

"You can't look down on girls with such a background and appearance, and the husband is the same."

"Then it would be better not to meet each other..."

"Men... I still want to look here..."

The blue veins on the back of Hasebe's hands stretched out, and he felt that if he listened to it, he couldn't help but kill this group of people, but when he saw Owaki Zaza's expression, his heart moved, he suppressed his anger, and started Analyze and collect information from the expressions on these people's faces.

At this moment, the fainted woman was finally awakened by the girl.

"He has a noble status..." The woman spoke in a very soft voice, as if she was already overwhelmed. "Please sit down in the room, and I will come back after dressing up a little. Don't be rude."

Then the two Fu Sangshen could only wait in the side room under the supervision of everyone. If they leave now, it will undoubtedly bring troubles to Jingmo. No, maybe it is not troubles, but some bad rumors and Unnecessary attention, no matter what, should try to avoid similar situations until the tasks are all completed.

"This matter is weird from the beginning to the end," Hasebe took a deep breath, and said in a self-hypnotic tone, "so we can only wait and see what happens here, and report to the Lord after we find reliable information."

"It's really necessary to find out, after all, it's a big matter," Oyaki Tsubasa seemed to be very serious, "Ah, no—you will come out later and say that the child is already two years old, please take up your father's responsibility or something like that. ...Although the snake was not caught, it is barely enough to bring a child back home, and the master can enjoy the joy of having a baby with his grandchildren."

"Qingjiang...I'm already in a bad mood, do you want to be cut off by me?"

"It's just a joke, but, Hasebe, you'd better suppress your temper, didn't I say something like that yesterday?" Qing Jiang slightly tilted his head, "Seeing the pattern on the lantern, don't you have any ideas? Maybe We just happened to see the key juncture."

Da Dao followed his gaze to the corner of the wall. There was a maple pattern painted on the extinguished paper lantern, and the words Red Leaf House were written on the upper left.

The author has something to say: Well... the plot unfolded, and we were all overwhelmed... But his response was not gracious, sigh

It is super painful to go to bake your hands after playing in the snow. This experience comes from me in the third grade of elementary school. Using body temperature to help relieve it was also a treatment measure at that time~

Thinking about it, I feel a little nostalgic. At the time, I was so painful that I couldn’t stop crying. I haven’t done this kind of thing since then. After playing in the snow, everyone should remember to rub their hands to warm up first, so that the blood can circulate.

I feel that wearing gloves is actually useless!It's still going to be cold...

感谢在2021-01-2119:06:23~2021-01-2319:11:12期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Swastika Zhan Xiye;

Thanks to the little angels who threw the mines: 3 for Hanshan Dujianjun; 1 for the gluttonous Kasib;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 219 bottles of Swastika Zhanxi Ye Swastika; 30 bottles of Wangcheng; 2 bottles of Hanshan Dujianjun;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!