God Judge's Thousand-Layer Routine Vest

The inquisitor, who had suffered enough from not changing his work and rest time in time, finally returned to normal at dusk. It took him nearly a day to adjust, and he was a little entangled at the moment.

It took him a little effort to retrieve the memory of the last 24 hours clearly, including how he went to the hot spring after entering the room with his hands, but fell asleep in the pool after losing to the biological clock, and how he was awakened by the clear light that he found along the way through the clothes. How irritable was the needle-like headache when he was woken up, so that he raised his hand and ruined half of the hot spring, and how he returned to the room after breakfast and tried to catch up on sleep after Yaken and the others carefully and indulgently persuaded him, ah , Yes, the last memory is that the massage was very comfortable and I fell asleep in the study.

...This memory is as unreal as if it was soaked in water.

In short, nothing irreversible has been done, Jingmo thought to himself, and he also handled his work normally at noon, the key is to quickly adjust his sleeping pattern to a short and light type, this kind of thing can't happen today Second Second-rate.

After all, it is no longer before, too standard sleep has lost its meaning.

The judge sighed, feeling that he still didn't devote himself to this job.

One day passed, and Na Shintadao didn't know what to do.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga is visiting the remains of the hot springs. Hot spring water flows out along a gully about three meters wide, disappearing all the way. A group of handyman shikigami are diligently wiping the water marks left on the bluestone floor.

"Ah, there's more here," Maeda Toshiro knelt down and picked up a shiny object, "I'm going to return it to the master later."

"What, what?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga poked his head curiously, and saw a small cube made of gold wire in Maeda's hand, which contained a ruby ​​the size of a mung bean.

"It's the owner's earrings... I didn't expect it to be here," California Qingguang thought while holding his chin, "The workmanship is exquisite, not the traditional type, so he likes this kind of dress."

"How could the earring fall in such a place?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga poked the small pendant with his hand, "And the view of the hot spring is so wide, don't you feel uncomfortable when taking a bath?"

"It's one-third of the reason for you, Tsurumaru." Kami Kiyomitsu glanced at him angrily, "You'll find out later, and I'll give you a surprise."

Maeda Toshiro pursed his lips in embarrassment and laughed, but he didn't deny what Kiyomitsu said.

"It doesn't feel bad to have a secret," Taidao in white said thoughtfully, "Okay, what's next?"

"The next step is to find you a room to live in." California Qingguang took him to the corridor, "You...don't bring any luggage, it's troublesome, I'll borrow you first, and then I have to apply to the master for a trip Room."

"California Temple, the lord said that the small pan and Koshu gold in the warehouse are free for us to use," Maeda pointed outside, "as long as the accounts are done."

"Thank you, Maeda," California Qingguang silently calculated in his heart, "I'll leave it to you in the future, but there's not enough manpower now. Do you want to persuade the master to forge knives?"

"The resources are very sufficient," Little Dagger immediately agreed, "It would be great if the first-stage brother came, he is very good at paperwork."

"I really want to see what kind of reply Mutsu Mamoru can write." Kami Kiyomitsu snorted and laughed, "Tsurumaru, you can choose any vacant room, except for Awataguchi, we all live alone. Ah, the master's valet is me and Yaken now, you can come to us anytime you need it."

"No problem." Tachi smiled heartily, "Then let me enjoy the unknown surprise."

Kami Kiyomitsu watched Tsurumaru Kuninaga disappear at the end of the corridor with some hesitation, but was patted lightly on the shoulder by Yaken who appeared at some time.

"how is he?"

"It's so normal that it's a bit abnormal." California Qingguang replied distressedly, "I didn't mention anything about the past at all, but after waking up, I said positively that I wanted to see you."

"Tsuramaru is a very open-minded type, let's observe him for a while longer," Yaoken thought for a while, "The general mentioned today that he wants to form another army. From my standpoint, I hope he can forge his sword as soon as possible. you--"

"What, of course we are the same," California Qingguang replied a little annoyed, "He is my master, of course I will protect him, don't underestimate us, okay?"

"It's good that we can reach a consensus," Yao Yan looked calm and did not refute, "I still have to prepare dinner, and then you can go and accompany the general."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga randomly found an empty room and went in to lie down. The moment he touched the tatami, he felt all the joints on his body creaking. After all, he was seriously injured by a broken knife. After walking all afternoon, he still felt a little overwhelmed.

He straightened his right hand and looked at the scenery outside the window through the gap between his fingers. Until now, he felt that he was still in an absurd dream that he could not escape from. Maybe his real self had been shattered by the blow of the non-violation. .

He didn't know why he did that, the time-traveling troops were all about the same length, and he never noticed the slight difference between them until that day when he saw Yizhengdi's familiar opening gesture, which had been corrected countless times The wrong posture, until that person fell on the battlefield, he couldn't get rid of it.

There will be surprises everywhere in life——Tsuramaru Kuninaga, whose eyes were reddened by the sudden surge of anger, said to himself that at that moment he forgot the inviolability of holding the sword behind him, and that the one supporting him was not suitable With the current political power of the battle, he just wanted to slash the guy with the familiar posture.

He did it, and then the coldness like falling into an ice cave came from behind. It seemed that even if Fusangshen with a sword was still hot in his body, this feeling was really novel.

So I really still care about it, and I can see the similarity from the time-traveling army, Tsurumaru smiled self-deprecatingly, but after doing this, the unwillingness, anger and powerlessness accumulated for a long time disappeared.

There's nothing wrong with that either.

No matter how bad the memories of the past are, we should always try to start a new life.

The new appraiser seems very interesting, let's try to get in touch with it first. Speaking of which, what kind of flower is that, why did it disappear in the morning?

With the ease of being unloaded for a long time, Tsurumaru Kuninaga fell asleep on the tatami, and the sun after the rain came in from the window, warmly covering the crane that had just recovered from an old injury.

In order to appease Jingmo, he greeted Tsurumaru by the way, and the dinner menu was very rich. It can be said that Honmaru's rare culinary talent was brought into full play. Of course, it is hard to say how much of it is due to the ingredients sent by the mysterious friend of the God-inspector.

The relaxed atmosphere made the Fusangshens gradually let go and speak freely. Jing Mo, who was always smiling in the chief seat, undoubtedly contributed to this atmosphere. After entering a certain door in the new world, now even the short knives will no longer speak carefully as before.

"... You can go to Wanwu to buy things. There will be a lot of judges and Fusangshen around. It's super lively," Qingguang Qingguang happily recalled the place he only visited once in a hurry. It's expensive."

"Then go take a look together tomorrow." Jing Mo looked gently at the Fusangshen with shining eyes, "I'll give you pocket money to buy some of your own things. I haven't had time to ask you all what you want in the past two days." Whatever you want, this is a meeting gift."

"Oh, I prefer gifts that others pick out for me," Tsurumaru grumbled, "How can you call it a gift if you already know what it is?"

"You are making progress, you," California Qingguang also whispered to him, "You are the guy who even borrows other people's quilts, do you still want the master to help you choose the colors?"

"Haha..." Tsurumaru raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, "Okay, anyway, there will be more opportunities in the future."

Do you really think so, Tsurumaru?

Da Dao stared at Tsurumaru with a happy expression, but didn't speak.

Sensing something, Taidao in white smiled nonchalantly, and accepted the scrutiny with grace, but Qingguang Qingguang turned his head a little guilty.

The ups and downs of Tsurumaru Kuninaga's experience of changing ownership made Honmaru Daojian a little at a loss. Of course, the attitude of the judges when they entered the hands was also one of the catalysts. The hidden wit in those words made them a little nervous, but they judge I can't figure out why.

Fortunately, there is no need to worry about the personal safety of the judge, after all, this is a more capable lord than Fu Sangshen.

California Kiyomitsu laughed at himself in despair. It is too painful to have made no achievements in what he is best and only good at. He still talks about protecting his master, and even the question of how to make a master who can fight with bare hands more dependent on me is almost at a loss. ah.

"Master God Judge!" Honosuke, who had been wandering in the courtyard for a day, took the opportunity to rest after dinner to catch up with Jing Mo, "I also want to introduce you to the knife outfit, would you like to try it now?"

"Do you want me to do it by myself?" Jing Mo asked with great interest, "I'm quite picky and good at handwork. If I want to make equipment, I have to use the tools I'm used to."

"Uh... no, it's not such a complicated thing." Foxanosuke explained carefully, "The sword outfit you made can provide spiritual power during battle, and can also appear as a soldier when needed, paying for the sword that goes out. The gods provide certain support and cover, and depending on the type of arms, they can play long-range strikes, protection, and reconnaissance.”

"Spiritual power," the judge felt a little regretful, "I thought... it was used as an auxiliary for battlefield support."

"That's it," Honosuke nodded in agreement, "Knife equipment is as important as fighting against the gods. Although it requires certain resources, it is indispensable. But since this is a creation of your spiritual power, it can also be used. Arrange the servants to make the knife equipment."

"Then I'll leave it to you two." Jingmo turned his head in the next second and ordered, "The warehouse is public property, you can use it as you like, let Mutsu keep the details, and let me know if it's not enough."

"Yes."

"Know it."

The two servants responded one after another, but their tone was slightly different.

"Tsuramaru Kuninaga," the judge motioned for Bai Yitachi to come closer, "Your injury is relatively serious, although it seems to be healed, but you still need to consolidate it once a day until it stabilizes. Do you want to break into the house or me?" There?"

"Can I choose?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga looked at the other Fusangshen from the corner of his eye, and sighed in his heart, "It would be better to enter the room first, your place should be reserved before becoming a servant Mystery is more attractive."

——Does this mean you want to be a valet?California Qingguang glared at him resentfully.

— No matter how you say it, you are not satisfied, and you are distressed.Tsurumaru made a wry face with a wry smile.

Jing Mo watched the eyebrow-eye lawsuit between several Fu Sangshen with interest. This feeling of being protected was strange to him, but unexpectedly it didn't feel bad.

"Then let's go," the judge placed Fox Nosuke on his shoulders as usual, "I'll take a look at the sword room first."

Jing Mo assigned some homework to the two servants in the knife room, but of course ignored their hesitant expressions, turned around and took Tsurumaru Kuninaga to the hand room not far away.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga obediently lay down on the bed, his golden pupils watched every move of the God-inspector, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was covetous.

The appraiser glanced at him, and stretched out his hand to cover his forehead. He seemed to feel that the hairy bangs felt good to the touch. The hand moved slightly, and then the spiritual power was gently poured into the body, which comforted him for a long time. soreness.

After being quiet for a while, Tsurumaru Kuninaga finally couldn't help asking: "Yesterday's flower is gone, what kind of flower is that?"

Jing Mo glanced at him in surprise, as if he didn't expect him to ask this question.

"You said this?"

The appraiser stretched out his palm, and a plant grew rapidly from his palm, with a pearly flower at the top of the criss-crossing leaves.

"Hmmmm." Tsurumaru nodded quickly, if it wasn't for a hand pressing on his head, he would have sat up, "What is this?"

"This is a creation condensed with spiritual power." Jing Mo handed the flower in his hand to the curious crane, "The flower's name is Magic Orchid."

The flower in his hand was not as fragile as it looked, the leaves and petals were flexible, Tsurumaru observed it curiously for a while, and felt that it was no different from the real thing.

"If you don't control it, it can last for about half a day," Jing Mo said, "The one yesterday had dissipated when you woke up."

"It's just like the real thing," Tsurumaru Kuninaga pulled off a petal with a little force, "It would be nice if there was a fragrance."

The god judge laughed. Spiritual power is also a kind of energy. As long as you find the law, you can use it to change the weather, land, plants and rivers in the pill. In essence, it is no different from the flowers in his hand. Didn't realize it, it was kind of cute to watch.

"There is no fragrance because it doesn't smell good." Jing Mo touched the flower to change its appearance, and at the same time a wisp of fragrant fragrance came out faintly, "How about this?"

"Wow——" Tsurumaru took a breath intoxicated, and looked at the judge with sparkling eyes, "It's totally unexpected, it's too powerful, can it still change?"

So the rest of the time became Jingmo's small class of non-knowledge plants. As the types of flowers increased, the content also jumped out of the limitations of names, shapes and aromas, and began to carry out strange derivatives.

"This is Dora grass. The root can be used to make hallucinogens. It is said that it can feel a very magical feeling, like entering the land of bliss..."

"Haven't you finished the treatment yet?" California Kiyomitsu pushed open the door with a bang, "Master, really, don't tell Tsurumaru such a dangerous thing."

"I've never seen this herb before, General," Yao Yan squatted beside the bed at some point, "Because I often stay on the battlefield, I also have some experience in medical herbs. This is really strange."

The herb in Tsurumaru's hand was transferred to Yaken's hand unconsciously, and the young man in a white coat took advantage of the situation to draw the attention of the mind examiner.

"It's just for Tsurumaru to see, it doesn't make it work." In the small class just now, Jingmo sat next to Tsurumaru's pillow for convenience. Immediately sat down next to him.

"Yakuken, California, it looks real..." Baiyi Taidao still couldn't get up, but his smile represented his good mood, and he vividly talked about what he had learned not long ago.

Fox's help poked his head at the door, and Jingmo motioned for it to help call the rest of the Fusangshen over.

The flowers were constantly changing under the dim candlelight, and accompanied by the whispered exclamation of the Fusangshen who were constantly joining in, the examiner felt real relaxation at this moment, which seemed to be a long-lost feeling.