God Judge's Thousand-Layer Routine Vest

——My love, like a raging fire, burns everything.

——I want to be with him, even if we sink into hell together, turn into a demon, and never escape.

——I've been looking for you, but where are you?

"Sister... it's time to go..."

The girl endured the fear and reminded in a low voice that the things that happened around her became more and more strange these days. First, the girl Xiaoxi who was with her suddenly disappeared, but her sister didn’t even ask, and her mother and the boss also... Everyone seems to be Xiaoxi. As if it had never existed, it made her feel terrible.

Like myself, living people suddenly disappeared, and there was not even a single person willing to talk about it.

My sister has been sitting on the porch for the past two nights, not knowing what she is doing, and the meals served are all intact, but she does not eat or sleep like this, but she is not haggard at all, but her figure is slender and graceful, becoming more and more beautiful Amazing, like... sorcery.

She found a dark brown stain under the floor in the hallway, and she didn't dare to think what it was.

The cat that often came to the house to beg for food disappeared, and the sound of birds has not been heard in the yard for a long time.

"..."

Duo kept silent, got up and walked out, she was dressed in pure white today, the back skirt embroidered with water ripples dragged on the ground, that style is not what a husband should wear, but the girl didn't dare to make a sound.

Yesterday afternoon, a strange drug man told her that today she can only follow quietly, don't ask, don't make a sound, don't draw attention.

She doesn't need you anymore, tomorrow will be very lively.

The handsome peddler with strange lines on his face warned her so.

It wasn't until she arrived at Yang's house that she realized what "very lively" meant.

The originally quiet vestibule was crowded like a market, many townspeople in short clothes crowded together, and the guard holding an iron rod shook the iron ring on the top of the rod, shouting loudly to maintain order.

The voice could not control the volume due to excitement.

"Really gold! My God!"

"I didn't expect that I could eat such high-quality food!"

"Can't you take it away? I want my old lady to try it too, she can't get out of bed..."

"I can only eat here, you insatiable poor ghost! The generous lord said that you can bring back the golden chopsticks in the end, don't push yourself!"

The people in the line exchanged glances, and some even stretched their necks to see what it was. The speed of the line suddenly slowed down a lot. Who doesn't love gold?One step too late, will it be gone?

Hazy didn't seem to see it, just walked forward step by step, completely ignoring the sparse crowd behind him.

She didn't wear high-toothed clogs today, but she still walked very slowly, taking every step very solemnly.

The girl bit her lip, she was the only one holding the box in front of her today, her sister didn't say anything, and she never used a pipe, she seemed to hate the smell of cigarettes.

If you don't need me, it's okay to sneak over and have a look.

"Your Highness Tsurumaru, is that the pipe you bought when you first came here?"

When they arrived at the room where the banquet was held, Kokomaru looked curiously at the silver pipe that Tsurumaru was turning back and forth in his hand, and the mother-of-pearl inlaid on it shone brilliantly under the sun.

"That's right, I'm working on how to use this..." Tsurumaru took out a handful of shredded tobacco plants from the silver box in Shikigami's hand beside him, and put them into the smoke pot in a decent way, "These two days I don’t even think about it, I don’t feel so much when I go back to Honmaru, so I must try it today.”

"Oh..." The big fox leaned over with great interest, wanting to know what it feels like to inhale suffocating smoke into the lungs. Humans always like to try this way.

The judge sitting at the top seat didn't intend to teach it by hand. Although he was not given addictive tobacco, this kind of behavior of being so curious that he saw everything that he wanted to try it was still not advocated.

The best way not to get into a bad habit is to let him eat it all at once.

Sometimes the parents who are still quite strict smile and watch the white crane below inhale hard after Shikigami lit the cigarette pot!

"Cough cough...water! Cough cough cough!"

After an earth-shattering choking sound erupted, Tsurumaru hurriedly tossed the pipe aside with red eyes, raised his head and poured down the clear water brought by Shikigami, several sips failed to dispel the choking force After washing away, he coughed for a while before recovering.

Xiaohuwan hid for a long distance with a disgusted expression on his face, and returned to his original position after seeing that the other party had stopped coughing much. He picked up the still burning cigarette pipe on the table and carefully sniffed it.

……

It smells pretty good.

The graceful fragrance rises from the sparkling red sparks, like the moment when a flower blooms gently, it gently diffuses into the air.

"It smells like spring," the big fox blinked, looked at Jingmo expectantly, and bent his eyes after receiving a smile of approval, "I think it smells much better than their tobacco."

"For them, it will be very soft to smoke. This is a kind of medicinal material," Jing Mo smiled. "It will not be addictive and can control the addiction and dependence of most other substances."

It is a very precious and rare thing in the place of origin. Countless people are willing to fight for it, ruin their lives, and even start a war.

"...Don't you care about me?" Bai He complained after he recovered his breath, "Does that mean shredded tobacco is more uncomfortable than this?"

"It's much more uncomfortable," the judge chuckled. "After smoking this, it is absolutely impossible for human beings to go back to using shredded tobacco. The psychological gap can effectively help them quit smoking."

Bai He looked at him suspiciously.

"Why... I want you to try tobacco?"

Hearing the not-so-obvious sense of danger in the words, Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who is aware of current affairs, immediately shook his head.

Smoking or something... He was really just curious!Although I know it's not good, but with Fu Sangshen's body, it probably doesn't matter once?In the end, this behavior probably made Jing Mo a little angry... well, it was right that he was angry.

"Even if the body composition is different from that of human beings, the use of tobacco and similar items is very dangerous. Shizheng has repeatedly emphasized to you." I won’t say more, but in the future you will face a lot of dangerous goods, most of which are unheard of, and the most important thing is to stay vigilant and not lose to aggressive methods and curiosity.”

"Yes."

Smiling Qingjiang probably tasted what was going on, and bowed his head very formally to answer, leading the other Fusangshen who were watching with a spectator mentality to also become serious.

"Suddenly became strict, my lord." San Riyue said with a smile, "I didn't say this before."

"Because a lot has changed, and some things must be re-planned," Jing Mo sighed helplessly, "If you get hurt because of this kind of thing in the future, I will also feel very bad, so you have to listen carefully, you know?"

Bai He lowered his eyes, a little happy and a little unhappy, and finally nodded childishly.

"—It's touching."

The first guests to arrive at the banquet commented in a mocking tone.

The historical revisionist, who lost his mask, covered the lower half of his face with a white cloth, and walked in slowly——the effect of the wound medicine was exceptionally good, and the knife wound had closed and healed by noon, but the problem was that it was too painful!It hurts like being sprinkled with salt after being stabbed ten times back and forth!Last night he was completely woken up by the pain - was knocked out - woke up again - was knocked out again, the bruise on his neck made everyone in Yangwu show ambiguous eyes...

That was beaten, not playing a strange game!

I read the subtext from it, and the angry historical revisionists really wanted to go crazy on the spot, but considering that the shikigami of the god judge was still watching, it would be even more embarrassing to swallow it if they were stopped on the spot.

He must have been at a disadvantage for the two meetings with Candlestick Cut!Can someone so stingy be a god judge?

And... it looks like there is no going back.

Basically, the historical revisionists surrounded by the enemy were calm and broke their cans. After posting their comments in a weird way, they found a place to eat by themselves. If you can eat it once before you die, it can be regarded as comfort.

... No, where did you get these when you lost contact with the original era?

Candlestick cut glanced at him indifferently, continued to make the unfinished orange piglet in his hand, and then put this childlike fruit shape in front of Sanriyue.

The Five Swords of the World happily started eating oranges from the pig's stomach. Today he smoked incense, and Xiaohuwan didn't say anything about sitting next to him, but he still got what he wanted.

Candlestick Kiri's mother sighed, and stared coldly at Tsurumaru Kuninaga on the opposite side.

Tsurumaru, who broke the Candlestick nickname in the morning, wandered his eyes. Although he took some time to explain the matter to Jingmo... well, he explained the origin of the nickname from beginning to end, but Jingmo didn't. Laugh at him, didn't Xiaoguang earn a hug, no loss, no loss.

My turn is always a princess hug...how sad in comparison.

Yes, after hearing the origin of the nickname "Mom", the god judge got up and gave Candlestick a hug. His expression was very serious, and Tachi hesitated for a long time before reaching out his hand to respond.

After learning this method from Xiaohumaru, the examiner found that it was really useful, especially when he didn't know what to say, hugging seemed to be able to effectively convey emotions.

At the same time, he also vaguely understands that the reason why the other party is obsessed with breakfast is not to compete in skills, but to prove that the "heart" devoted to cooking is different-that's why he saw that he ordered to cook. You may feel unpleasant after cooking with gold as a gimmick.

"I have never compared the cooking made by Shikigami with what you do. Whether it is taste or others, they are two things of two natures, just like 'tools' and 'you'," said the god judge at the time , "Although it is difficult for me to express the feelings I want to convey with hugs, can you understand?"

"...Yes, I can." Taidao replied with a smile, and then let go of his master after tightening his arms hard, feeling the other party's pat on his back.

Joy, gratitude, regret, mixed with other emotions, he couldn't give it a fixed name, but he did feel the complexity, and he felt the corresponding joy and sadness himself.

——Ah, my goal has been achieved, even if one day, the burnt blade decays and disappears, with a heart that can fluctuate so much because of me, "Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada" will still exist alive in this world, will be buried with history.

How sad, joyful, and reassuring it is to have such a "heart".

But... Although there are also reasons for the doting of the master, Mr. He really let himself go too much. It is necessary to discuss with the master how to punish... No, how to calm Mr. He.

Candlestick Che, who had finished his memory, allowed himself a smile within the scope of etiquette.

"Oh, oh, it's because I came late that I kept you adults waiting for a long time."

Yaolang walked in with the cage that never left his body, and followed the sign of the judge to go to the top and sit down. The historical revisionist who was eating peaches gave him a strange look, and it was him who took the initiative to sit near the door. I think the possibility of escaping is a little bit higher, but such a historical figure with no famous deeds—a person who seems to be just an ordinary peddler was invited to sit at the head by the God interrogator, there must be some kind of conspiracy.

The historical revisionist who had already given up on himself became less arrogant after discovering the possibility of returning to the present world. He didn't want to stay in this era of nothing and live his life like this, even if he was asked to go to current affairs." "Stay" is also fine, he is confident that he can exchange the information in his hands for some freedom.

So he tried his best to restrain his sense of presence, just pricked up his ears to listen to the movement around him. After the salesman, another old man about 50 years old came. His tone was that of a businessman selling kimonos, and then Fujiya Taifu Fujihime arrived. There is also a voice in the room, which should be an artist performing a show.

"My lord..." The sliding door of the compartment was pushed open, and the young luthier leaned there nervously, "I brought my father here, what should I do next?"

"Put the invitation card on him, you can go down, there are activities to entertain you in the vestibule," the interrogator replied, "Don't worry about him going crazy, there is incense in this room that can relieve mania."

The luthier looked worriedly at the terrified father behind him. Although he was still a little scared, he didn't hide in the corner of the wall and dare not see anyone like he was at home. As the door opened, his frightened expression calmed down. Some.

Tsurumaru put it in the pipe beside him, sparks were still flickering on and off.

The young luthier gritted his teeth, saluted and backed away.

"This fragrance..." Fujihime said the first words since we met, "What kind of fragrance is it?"

It smelled light and pleasant, but in fact it was extremely domineering, suppressing the fragrance on her body to the point where she almost had no sense of presence. Fujiji glanced worriedly at the person next to her. He was still holding a folding fan, with a charming appearance.

In this way, can the incense pills I sent still work?

"It's new shredded tobacco, Tai Fu might as well try it." Jing Mo glanced at Bai He, and signaled Shikishen to hold the previous box up.

"No... I just asked casually..."

Fujihime knows that shredded tobacco can do a lot of tricks. Some cigarettes are very strong, and you can’t live without them after taking a puff. Mess with guests.

Shikigami walked forward silently and quickly prepared for her. The girl holding the pipe didn't react at all, and finally snatched the lit pipe angrily.

"Please." The judge looked at her with a smile, and stretched out his hand.

Things have come to this point, it is difficult to say no, Fujihime can only take the pipe and take a shallow breath, intending to pretend to cough and say that she is not used to smoking.

However, the scent dissipated as soon as it entered the mouth. It didn't feel like shredded tobacco at all. The graceful aroma rose all the way to her mind, like a gentle cool breeze passing through. No matter how Fujihime recalled it afterwards, there was nothing here, but she was very happy. Sure it wasn't that simple back then.

It's like a beautiful dream, when I wake up, I just want to smile and sigh.

"This……"

Fujiji looked at the pipe, and found that she didn't have the desire to smoke again, but rather melancholy. She might not be able to have this experience again, and she just wanted to leave this once-in-a-lifetime feeling behind.

The shredded tobacco that she used to take a puff or two to calm down lost its appeal in an instant. In addition, she knew that smoking too much was bad for her health.

The judge smiled lightly and let the shikigami go down.

It's really so uncomfortable...so why do humans smoke?

Capturing Fujihime's momentary loathing, Hakuru is caught up in a puzzle that humanity has yet to solve.

The author has something to say: ... Smoking is a bad thing. It will neither make you beautiful nor rich. Little angels, don’t develop this habit.

Other bad things are certainly not allowed

The attitude of the examiner speaks for itself~ Curious little angels can check out the dangers

Although everyone knows that smoking is bad for your health, but you still keep smoking, it's really strange OTZ

The idea for the Candlestick Cut comes from Polar Spoilers...words from the final letter

In the end, Tsurumaru actually got a serious hug.

感谢在2021-02-2519:57:18~2021-02-2717:47:00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 of irrigation nutrient solution: 25 bottles of Wangcheng;

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