Jiang Xue still hasn't fallen

Natsume Takashi lowered his head slightly, resting his chin in his hands, and pretended to be contemplative. Several thoughts turned in his mind, and finally stopped at the idea of ​​making Jiang Xuezuo's characters into handmade products to make money.

His eyes lit up like stars, he raised his head suddenly, and expressed his thoughts with a smile.

Although Jiang Xue Zuowen knew a lot of things in this world, but what Natsume said about selling handmade products in this world was not clear. He aroused a little curiosity and wanted to know more things.

Gently nodding, Takashi Natsume felt that he had come up with a good idea, "I actually opened a store, ahem... Although it has nothing to do with handmade products, you can sell them to me and I will put them in the store as an embellishment. It’s also a way to make money.”

He thought that he still had some monotonous shops, and felt that he could add more things to them, which would solve Jiang Xue's money-making problem by the way, which was very cost-effective.

Jiang Xue left the text and shook her head, "If the lord needs it, please tell me, I will make it for you, and you don't need to pay for it."

Reflexively said the word "Master" again, but fortunately, the people around did not pay much attention to the situation here.

He pondered for a while, then looked at Natsume Takashi seriously, "As long as it is what you need, please feel free to ask, and we will satisfy you."

Natsume Takashi waved his hands quickly, for some reason the topic turned in this direction.

But... The Government of Time said before that Token Fusangshen would trust and take care of the God judges, and it seems to be true.

He pondered for a moment, then recalled that his own Honwan was an Aunt Honwan. According to the government of the time, the danger of Akatsuki Honmaru was very high, and many of the God-inspectors would not be able to return, and he himself was Aunt Huizi Fucai was able to get along with them in harmony, and I only hoped to help them get rid of this problem in the end.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but smile when he saw that Jiang Xuezuo's words were still serious and serious, "Don't be so serious, we can be collaborators, I'll pay you, and you work for me, isn't that normal? ?”

Jiang Xue shook his head in Zuowen, he would not be fooled by such a simple statement, "You have provided us with spiritual power, as our 'lord', it is normal for us to provide services to you."

He thought about it for a while, and put this question aside, in fact, it is also a way to talk about trafficking in this world.

If Honmaru encounters danger and trouble again in the future, maybe the funds obtained from this line will become life-saving money in danger?

Thinking of such a situation, Jiang Xue suddenly felt that she should pay more attention to this matter, well, let Hakata Toshiro and Wuyoshi Zhenzong do this matter!

Bodo will make money, and Wuji's sheer luck should lead to better results.

Mr. Cat wandered around the house a lot, bit off a lot of food and put them in the basket held by Natsume Takashi. Seeing that they were all silent, they lay down at his feet casually and yawned. Going to sleep like this again.

"Teacher, don't just sleep casually like this." Natsume Takashi noticed the figure of Mr. Cat, leaned over and picked him up again, and whispered helplessly, seeing that he didn't intend to change, so he could only hug him, holding him Still holding the basket.

Jiang Xue glanced at them from the corner of her left hand, took the basket in Natsume's hand and carried it by herself, and continued to stroll without looking back.

Feeling the awkwardness and arrogance of Jiang Xuezuo's writing again, Natsume Takashi quickly followed him, looking for things he wanted to buy from the shelves from time to time, and finally left the store with a lot of rewards.

With a wave of the long sleeves, a gust of wind blew up, and gently raised the long light blue hair. Jiang Xue Zuowen slightly raised his eyes and looked at the blue sky. The sun was shining brightly, and the sun had stepped into the hot ranks.

Gently handing the handkerchief to Natsume Takashi next to him, Jiang Xue is not afraid of such heat as a sword Fusangshen, but she has experienced extremely high temperatures when forging knives!

He smiled lightly and said in a low voice, "Where is the lord going?"

Natsume Takashi ignored him calling himself, which seemed unchangeable in this short period of time.

He looked at the two bags full of items in Jiang Xue's hand, but his own was empty, feeling a little ashamed for no reason, and reached out to help him relieve some of the burden, but the other party deftly avoided it.

A fat cat was quickly stuffed into his arms—a cat teacher. He embraced the cat teacher with both hands, and looked at Jiang Xuezuo's words with some doubts, but saw that he had closed the corners of his mouth and straightened it gently. The pendant on his chest swayed with his movements.

It was an amber pendant, crystal clear, but very delicate and cute. Jiang Xuezuowen just found it on the shelf, and couldn't move his feet, so Natsume Takashi bought it and gave it to him as a gift .

Really like this jewelry.

Natsume Takashi did not miss Jiang Xuezuo Wenwen's good mood since he got the amber pendant. The other party who didn't like to smile kept smiling for a long time, and his indifferent blue eyes also smiled. Could it be false?

He didn't see why Jiang Xue loved this amber pendant with the word "Jiang Xue" engraved on it. He bought something, so he smiled at Jiang Xue, "Jiang Xuejun, let's go back."

Jiang Xue nodded in response, followed Natsume Takashi around the streets, found a secluded place, and then stopped.

The alleyway was a bit dark, with a slight smell, and it was extraordinarily quiet, in sharp contrast to the bustle outside the alleyway.

The paint on the wall has peeled off, revealing the red bricks inside. The collision of beige and red is the result of old age, but it looks a bit fashionable.

Natsume Takashi just confirmed that this environment is more suitable, so he was relieved, took out the space-time converter from his arms, and carefully adjusted the coordinates.

You have to be careful with things like coordinates. If the wrong direction is transmitted, it will not be a simple matter.

Jiang Xue Zuowen carefully watched the surrounding situation in case of accidents.

The golden light bloomed in this narrow alley, brilliant and dazzling, but so silent, they gradually turned into spots of light and dispersed in this light.

It has been a few days since the last time I went out, Natsume Takashi now seems to have the demeanor of a god judge, the biological clock that is close to Toujian Fusangshen wakes him up early, carefully gets down on the tatami, and moves lightly, unwilling to Wake up the cat teacher sleeping next to his pillow.

He gently opened the door, and saw California Qingguang sitting outside the door, smiling slightly, and lowered his voice:

"Qingguang, good morning."

California Qingguang raised his head, his turbid red eyes sized Natsume Takashi carefully, then lowered his head again, "Good morning, my lord."

He stood up slowly, smoothed out all the wrinkles that appeared on the bathrobe Natsume Takashi was wearing, and adjusted his collar lightly. After confirming that there was no problem, he nodded with some satisfaction, and then took a step back gently .

"My lord, breakfast is ready, may I have it now?"

Natsume Takashi thought about it, and decided to come back later to taste his own breakfast.

He stroked his sleeves and walked towards the forging room, "Let's forge the knife first, and then have breakfast."

Qingguang Qingguang's red eyes flickered for a moment, and seemed to be getting deeper and deeper. He didn't refute, but just silently followed Natsume Takashi.

Natsume Takashi couldn't wait any longer. He spent a few days to learn from the seniors in the forum of the god judge, and read the materials handed over to him by the government of time, and summarized the strategy of Zongsanzuo and Xiaoyezuo. Finally, I can forge Sosan and Saya!

He carefully repeated their general characters in his heart, and it was quite simple to say:

——Sorrow attribute + brother control + quietness.

In addition, there are some characteristics of their respective personalities. It is not difficult for them to accept themselves, and they seem to be very easy to "satisfy", but they must not poke their bottom line——Jiang Xuezuo Word.

Natsume Takashi recalled the ending of the god judge in front of him, which was the result of attacking Jiang Xuezuo's writing.

However, I will not do this, everyone should get along in harmony.

Thinking of this, he slowly pushed open the door of the forging room that had been "sealed" for a long time. The eyes were clean, and there was no dust flying as imagined. The villain is paralyzed.

Naturally, California Qingguang would not ignore the paper figurine who stood out in the darkness, he explained: "That's the swordsmith, he will help you forge swords."

Natsume Takashi nodded slightly, and saw that the little paper man seemed to have heard the sound, raised his thin head, obviously without eyes, but made a look around, when he found himself, the red stripe on his head Shaking extremely fast, it jumped up, stretched out its short legs, and ran towards itself, and finally landed directly on its own calf.

Dumbfounded, he stretched out his hand and touched its flat "back of the head", clearly feeling the wetness of his trousers, Natsume gently peeled it away from his calf, squatted down, and tapped its forehead with his fingers , laughed:

"Don't cry, I still need you to forge the knife..."

The paper figurine knifemaker nodded vigorously, then ran to the pile of dusty materials on his short legs, and began to work seriously, with unusually vigorous energy.

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——It’s not in vain that I’ve stayed here for so long, my bitter tears can flood this knife forging room...

Natsume Takashi said two strings of data from his mouth, which were the amount of materials for forging Zongsanzuo and Xiaoyezuo characters. He watched the swordsmith throw the materials into the knife furnace piece by piece with a smile, and was a little worried: "It's paper. Human? Will it really not be burned by the knife furnace?"

California Qingguang said lightly: "No, it is a shikigami made of special materials, and it will not kill you because of it, please don't worry."

With the last piece of material entering the knife furnace, the jumping tongue of flame swallowed sparks, Natsume Takashi looked at the clock showing 20 minutes and one and a half hours, praying silently in his heart.

A red light flashed in Qingguang's eyes, Zongzo and Saya are coming back too... The Zuomoji is the only Toukenfusangshin family in Honmaru that doesn't have a dark fall.