God Judge's Thousand-Layer Routine Vest

Probably Maeda's story aroused some complicated emotions. The highly anticipated first Hundred Monogatari did not go smoothly. There were not many stories told, but a lot of wine was drunk.When the sky was twilight, only a few lamp wicks in the next room were extinguished, and the blue cover paper looked a little lonely against the faint flames.

The god judge ordered the paper shikigami to fill the lamp trays with special ointment to ensure that they would burn until the next new moon night. The shikigami poured the precious golden liquid into the lamp trays tremblingly, and then sealed the doors and windows Prepare for the next opening.

After waking up from a hangover, the few Fusangshen who had worked hard to prepare were very unhappy. The hundred stories they had agreed on ended up being a drinking competition. The extremely mellow good wine overwhelms everyone.

"It's... really a faux pas." Ge Xian, who woke up and found that he couldn't even remember the process of going back to the room, complained angrily, "In the future, alcohol is forbidden in Baimonuyu, and if you want to drink, don't tell stories again. It's such a mess."

"...Well." Xiao Ye stood on the bench and cut the white radish. "The master can drink very well. In the end, he ordered Shikigami to send you back to the room. You are not particularly drunk, just fell asleep."

"I didn't care about this, really," Song Xian denied, "it's just that the story didn't come in handy, and I don't know when the next time will be."

"The room where the wick is placed is closed, and it will be opened next time." Yao Yan picked up the grapefruit on one side, turned the thin blade in his hand, and cut even knife marks on the skin. "The general said that the wick can be kept Burn until a hundred stories are told."

"It's really thoughtful." Gexian tried the seasoning of the custard with satisfaction. He didn't know what it would be like to be drunk, but at least he couldn't lose his composure in front of the master like Hasebe.

"Speaking of which, Hasebe's drinking capacity has improved." Yaoken said with a smile.

"What?" Song Xian quickly turned around, "Did I get drunk earlier than him yesterday?"

"Well, between brothers," Yaoken recalled, "When the new wine is served, it is always poured in a glass, but Hasebe has been with Taro Tachi and the others recently, and the drinking capacity will definitely improve."

"My lord said that people who drink this alcohol with a better capacity will sleep longer," Akita also came over, "Mr. Hasebe hasn't woken up yet."

"Ah..." Xiao Ye stopped cutting carrots, hesitating to speak.

"So, apart from you who didn't drink, only Qing Jiang and I woke up?" Ge Xian looked at the short knives gathered in the kitchen with some disbelief.

"Don't worry about this, without you we don't know what to do for everyone," Yao Yan quickly changed the topic, "The next step is to boil the grapefruit meat in sugar?"

"Well, yes, I have to make something for them to hangover," Song Xian nodded his head suggestively, "That's why I woke up early, I didn't drink much yesterday, didn't the smiling Qingjiang wake up early too Well."

...That's because Smiling Qingjiang didn't drink the wine brought out by the judge.

But the caring short knives didn't expose this point, they just followed suit and continued to make dishes for breakfast or lunch. It wasn't until Ge Xian went to pick out the peony petals for decoration that Xiao Ye let out a sigh of relief.

"Ge Xian is actually very competitive," Xiao Ye said, "Even if it's just a small thing like drinking, if he is judged as the worst, he will be troubled for a long time."

"It's very similar to Hasebe," Yaoken said briskly, "so the relationship between the two of them has improved by leaps and bounds."

...If only I could take this opportunity to overcome my fear of strangers.

Saya thought worriedly.

"Shouldn't you be doing your daily lessons?"

Smiling Qing Jiang tapped on the frame of the lower door twice with his fingers, in order to remind the examiner who was holding a chisel knife and pondering.

He had been standing here for a while, but the normally sensitive man seemed to have not noticed at all, holding the iron block in his hand and looking hesitant.

From the perspective of the god judges he has seen, most of them invest as much in forging knives as they have, and live on the spur of the moment before living frugally.

It is not one or two who borrow all the pills and want to make up ten discounts. Why is there no enthusiasm for their own god judges?

He didn't know about others, but Smiling Qingjiang himself really hoped that more people would come to share the burden, and of course, there were others.

"..." The judge, who couldn't hold it anymore, sighed and put the tools in front of him into the box, "Then let's go, is the work you have to rush even if you don't eat breakfast so urgent?"

"It's not that urgent, but it's the servant's responsibility to arrange a reasonable itinerary for the interrogator," Qing Jiang walked ahead and replied, "If you weren't so indifferent, why should I pester you so hard?"

The judge deeply realized that if he wanted to refute the smiling Qing Jiang effectively, he should at least carry a Tsurumaru Kuninaga with him, so as to avoid the embarrassment of being tongue-tied.

"The fire in the forging room has been lit," Owaki Tsubasa said with a smile on his lips, happy that he had the upper hand in the conversation, "Please work hard."

Kasen Kanesada felt very dissatisfied.

In three days, nine Fusangshen were added to the pill.

Not to mention other influences, the pressure of cooking has become a lot heavier, and there is no time to match the dishes and utensils one by one. If you go out on your own, you will mostly get the standard big pot rice of the shikigami when you come back.

Moreover, none of the new knives are good at cooking, so he can't do it even if he wants to settle for the second best.

"Ge Xianjun want to use this?" Candlestick Qie Guangzhong walked over with a pot of green pods in one hand, "I just harvested fresh edamame from the field."

"Thanks for your hard work," Gexian sighed sincerely, "It would be great if there were more companions who are as good at internal affairs as you are. Shikigami is really..."

"Dishes without care are just for satiation, and you can't be so strict with Shikigami." Candlestick cut out the pods, "I still left some on the branches, which can be used to make tofu tomorrow ——This kind of maturity speed is really unimaginable in this world.”

The crops in this pill mature very quickly, and the crops can be harvested continuously for nine months except winter, so there is endless farm work, which greatly exercises the life skills and willpower of the fusangshen.

"Whether there is food or not, it's decided!" Da Dao who rushed in was still steaming, "Ah, I'm really starved to death when I came back from the battle."

"You can have dinner after a while," Kasai glanced at Izumi Mori Kanesada who was wearing a yukata, "It's frizzy, without elegance, and the hair is not dry."

"Give me some food to fill my stomach first, please, how can I go out if I'm not full?" Izumi Mori Kanesada wandered around in the kitchen, "Just a bowl of white rice will do!"

"Would you like something else to match?" Candlestick cut a smile and handed over a bowl.

"No need, the sweetness of the rice is enough." Da Dao quickly slipped out holding the bowl.

"It's good to be young," Candlestick sighed. "It's full of vitality. It was the first time that He Qingguang and Yamato Shou'an went to Toba, right? They even got red eyes from the scene, and now they have recovered."

"Fighting with the master to the last moment is for the righteous way of the sword. He just remembered the unwillingness at the beginning when he revisited the old place." Ge Xian said lightly.

"Hmm... As expected, you are all Kanesada swordsmen. You are very similar in many ways," Candlestick analyzed, resting his chin. "I don't like farm work, but I like light food, and the dressing style is similar..."

"I'm completely different from him. It won't be too late when he can calm down and make a song with me." Song Xian beckoned Shikigami to help him bring the tableware, "The mission of the knife is to kill the enemy, farm work Can't you just hand it over to the hoe?"

"Izumi Mamoru also likes haiku very much, and I talked with Yamabuki Kunihiro for a long time yesterday."

"Then I'll take some time to check his level," Ge Xian savored the soup intently, and told Shikigami, "It's ready to serve."

Shikigami hurried forward to take over the rest of the work.

"I've spent a lot of energy on cooking recently," Ge Xian complained. "All the knives are new, and you and I are always in the kitchen—should I remind him?"

"Mr. Crane said that Shizheng should send a wave of difficult tasks recently, and you can ask Honosuke about it." Tachi pointed at Maodou, "Tofu is intended to be used for this purpose, and I will leave it to the fox of Minghu. Some."

"He and Smiling Qingjiang have already been blacklisted by Fox's help," Ge Xian said gloatingly, "I reminded him that there will be retribution for always bullying small animals, are you trying to flatter him now? "

"Mr. Crane actually likes small animals very much, but sometimes he wants to surprise others too much."

"Are you talking about the surprise that you caught a huge bug yesterday to scare Wuhutui and Rantoshiro, and then the bug was chopped into eighteen pieces with its eyes closed and the juice poured out all over you?" The song fairy in the first scene felt that he could no longer appreciate the clothes with white ground and green flowers

Candlestick laughed wryly. It was useless to say anything in front of this kind of thing. It seemed that Mr. He's image could only be maintained by himself.

However, Honmaru, which has become lively, is really good. As long as there is a team playing, it will become deserted. It must be gone forever.

"Mr. Kasen, Mr. Candlestick Kiri, shall I help serve the dishes?" A dagger wearing red clogs poked his head at the door, "Ishikirimaru is also together—"

"Brother, let's join in too." Xiao Ye pulled Zong Sanzuo, who was not very interested, over, "You'll get used to it soon."

"Even if this body walks for three thousand miles, the fate remains unchanged..." The man with long pink hair rolled up his sleeves irresolutely, showing his thin and bony wrists, "I'm just using me as a sword book anyway." Everything else is pretty much the same.”

"But I think it's also very happy to do things other than beheading." Candlestick Che raised a hand and placed a stack of low bamboo frames on the top of the cabinet, "Although..."

He gave a short laugh, and blurred the following words: "As long as you can choose out of your own will, I think it is freedom."

"Then the point is whether you can do it, not whether you can do it or not, right?" Tsurumaru leaned on the window and said, "Xiaoguang said it very well, Zong San, you have to get used to it quickly, this free, unreliable person Life—do you want to start by going out shopping?"

"No need, Xiaoye has already taught me how to shop at the terminal," Zong San Zuo wrote in a very skillful way to place the tableware, far more organized than Imakimura and Ishikirimaru, "Besides, the body is no longer bound, but the heart is not Liberation, is there any difference from before?"

"Mr. Zongsan's words are so profound." Imamaki blinked his eyes and asked Ishikirimaru quietly, "What are they talking about? Isn't it fun to be able to appear as a human being and play with everyone?"

"Imaken will understand in the future," Ishikimaru patted his head, "until then, all we need to do is play happily."

"Hmm—Okay!" Dagger happily agreed, "Since there are so many people helping here, I'll ask everyone to eat."

"Ah, even though I've only been here for a few days, thank you very much!" The bouncing little Tengu stopped in front of Gexian, "Master Gexian, you have worked hard, you made so many delicious meals, It really gave me good memories, second only to being with Yoshitsune! Ah, and with the current lord, plus Yanrong who has not come yet... Huh? Should this be said? 'Second only to'..."

Imam, who was a little confused, stared at his fingers and muttered words, because too many people crowded into the kitchen at once, and Gexian, who felt a little at a loss as to how to speak, finally showed a relaxed smile.

More companions bring more than just workload.

Compared with the joy in the kitchen, the spirit examiner's mood is not so wonderful.

After finally getting used to the day and night staggered work schedule, Honosuke brought the news that he might have to work overtime.

The rolled-up black-bottomed official documents are bordered with red and white silk ribbons, no matter which color scheme is used, it is not pleasant.

"...I have to lead the team, right?"

"Yes," Honosuke raised his neck, "this is a task that only you can complete."

"It's embarrassing..."

The author has something to say: Congratulations to Gexian for being the one with the smallest amount of alcohol in Quanhonmaru~

Although I searched a lot of information, I couldn't find Hosokawa's drinking capacity... so it was decided!

But if he is called, he can abdicate and make way for the virtuous.

Gexian's fear of life was mentioned by Xiaoye in the memory, but his way of fear of life is very special (no

Song Xian was deeply influenced by the original owner, whether it is impatient, violent or cultural, it seems to be even worse after being polarized, and the sickness seems to be gone... But I still like my initial knife~

By the way, Hasebe recalled that the former master Kuroda Nagamasa and Hosokawa Tadaki who were good people had a very bad relationship, so when they met, they felt that they couldn't get along~

Accompanying the master to fight to the last moment, this party is for the voice of Dao Zhengdao, which was changed from Song Xian's Yiqi~