The inquisitor just wants to save his best friend

The judge lowered his eyes, "If you haven't made a plan yet, let's settle Xia Youjie's matter first."

After dinner time, only the judge was left in the room, and the lights in the room had already started to light up. Fukui Hui came to his room with the share of the judge, Fox Nosuke and Gojo in the back room Wu had already changed his position and was sleeping soundly. Fu Heihui put down his dinner, and the God Judge slowly came out from the shadows.

"Why haven't they woke up yet?" Fu Heihui asked curiously.

The judge sat down, "Quickly."

Fu Hei Hui hesitated and said: "...He said that he was entrusted by that person to take care of me, is that true?"

"Really, do you want to go there?"

"Are you letting me go?"

The appraiser ate the food in his mouth, and said lightly: "Don't let me. You met me first."

Fu Heihui rolled his eyes, sat opposite to the judge, and lay down on the table to watch him eat.

Even if he couldn't see the god-inspector, he couldn't ignore it. He put down his chopsticks and said, "If you can't make it through, he can come over. If you want to, just be his student. You all use spells anyway." .”

"I don't want to learn." Fu Heihui frowned, his chin still resting on the table.

The judge took a sip of the soup and wiped the corners of his mouth with a paper towel, "It doesn't matter you, you have another teacher besides him, please invite them all, it's up to you whether you want to learn or not."

"Who is the other one?" Fu Heihui was dissatisfied, but still curious.

The judge gestured to Gojo Satoru lying inside, "His friend, but that one will probably arrive later."

"Did you tell them that you were leaving?" Fu Heihui was upset and brought this up on purpose.

The judge glanced at him, not paying much attention to his small thoughts, "Not yet, are you going to talk about it?"

"I don't want it." Fu Heihui raised his head and said in disgust, what if he was angered at that time, he didn't want to get involved in this kind of thing.

"Then shut up."

The judge waved his hand, and all the bowls and chopsticks on the table disappeared. Kasen Kanesada, who was washing dishes in the kitchen, was taken aback by the sudden appearance of the bowls and chopsticks. calm down. "This is the lord's bowl and chopsticks. After the lord's spiritual power is fully recovered, he is a bit wanton."

Song Xian is the later Fu Sangshen, and he is not very clear about the situation of the god judge. Hearing this in the first episode, he picked up the topic, "How did the master's spiritual power be sealed?"

The action of cleaning the bowls in the first phase paused, recalling their relationship with the lord and shaking his head, "The lord never said it, and we didn't ask."

"The lord's eyes?" Ge Xian asked him another question that he had always wanted to ask.

Phase [-] sighed, "I never said that the lord doesn't like to open his heart to others. As long as he doesn't say these things, no one will know."

"However, it is worth affirming that it is our luck to meet the lord." After wiping the last bowl, Yiqi Yizhen looked at the lawn outside through the open window. Open.

Gojo Satoru in the house turned over, and the God-inspector who was sitting on the porch in the courtyard drank tea and digested food with Sankayue and Tokiri, and on the lawn, the daggers were playing with the grown-up tiger cub, and Fu Heihui stood Looking a little out of place on the side, the five tigers retreated and came to Fu Heihui with the little tiger's neck in their arms.

"Hui Jun, do you want to come up? The little tiger can still fly." He bent down and stretched out his hand in the direction of Fu Heihui, Fu Heihui turned his head to look at the god judge, the spiritual power quietly enveloped the whole house The judge took a sip of tea after noticing his actions this time.

"Go up if you want, no one will find you."

Fu Heihui looked at Wu Hutui's friendly expression, and put his hand in Wuhutui's palm, and Wuhutui pulled, and Fu Heihui went up and sat behind him.

"Hui Jun, hold on to the little tiger, we're going to see the stars." Wu Hutui said excitedly.

The other fusangshen who also wanted to go to the sky sat on the enlarged tiger in twos and threes. Fu Heihui grabbed the tiger's fur and watched it soar into the air with some excitement. Which little boy has never had a dream of flying.

In the room of the examiner, Gojo Satoru on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, and Yaken, who was examining his body, calmly put away the tools in his hand, "Mr. Gojo is awake? How do you feel? Is there any discomfort?"

"Yes, I feel like I've been hollowed out." Gojo Satoru felt something wrong with the touch in his arms. He looked down and saw a fox in his arms. He moved Foxnosuke away in disgust.

Yao Yan explained: "It's just a collapse after the power is used up. My lord means that Mr. Wujo can live here for the next few days, and we will guarantee your safety."

Gojo Satoru slowly got down from the bed, feeling the lack of magic power in his body, he had no other reaction to Yaken's words, "Where is your lord?"

"Now it's in the vestibule, let me take you there." Yao Yan got up and said seriously after packing up his things.

Wujo Wu raised his head, even if he lost his spell power, he could still feel that he was being spied on by a layer of power. The god-inspector who was still listening to Higakiri and Sankaiyue in the courtyard tilted his head, knowing that Wujo Wu was awake up.

When Yaoken came over with Gojo Wujo, Candlestick Kiri and Tsumiki had just finished tea. Candlestick Kiri saw that the daggers were gone, and habitually looked up at the sky, and as expected, he saw a few flying above them tiger.

Candlestick Che said with some disapproval: "My lord, you dote on them too much. If someone finds out and caused a commotion, it will only increase trouble."

"No, no one will see them, don't worry." The judge comforted Candlestick Che.

Tsumiji followed Candlestick Kiri's gaze and looked up. There was nothing in the sky. She was a little puzzled, "Mr. Tiantian, Mr. Candlestick Kiri, what are you talking about? Where is Hui?"

Disguised by the spiritual power of the god judge, ordinary people cannot see Fu Sangshen and the little tiger flying in the sky.

For the first time, Fu Heihui, who was sitting on the little tiger, felt that the stars were so close to him. He slowly loosened his grip on the tiger's fur, and reached out to touch the star closest to him. Wu Hu retreated and said As he spoke, he found that Fu Heihui behind him had no voice. He turned his head strangely and saw Fu Heihui's behavior.

He frowned, "Hui Jun, we can't touch the stars."

"I know." Seeing that he was discovered, Fu Heihui pursed his lips and withdrew his hand in embarrassment.

The five tigers retreated in front and stretched out their hands completely. The wind at night was not exciting to him, and he felt extremely happy. "If you want to see the stars, Mr. Hui, you can ask the lord."

"What do you mean?"

The five tigers withdrew their hands to support the little tiger, and said with a smile: "My lord's spiritual power is like the stars in the sky, shining and gentle."

Fu Heihui was skeptical about the five tigers' retreat. After all, that person had no disguise in front of him, and he didn't put many filters on the interrogator like Fu Sangshen did.

Maeda and Hirano, who were flying low on the lower tiger cub, felt something was wrong when they saw the black air not far away.

"Did you see it? Hirano." Maeda, who was sitting in the back, asked.

Hirano in front nodded. He stroked the fur on the little tiger's neck, "Let's go and have a look."

The little tiger obediently broke away from the main force and flew towards the place where the black air was rising to the sky.

The judges below were keenly aware of the departure of Maeda and Hirano, and raised their hands to put an invisible spiritual protection cover on them.

Gojo Satoru passed by the candlestick and reminded in the words just now that he looked at the sky for a long time, until Sankaiyue was a little confused, and when he wanted to call him back to God, he bowed his head and approached the God Judge, "Zhaosang, this tiger that can go to the sky Is there any more? I want it too."

The judge tilted his head, avoiding his approach, "No, you don't need them, you can do it yourself."

"This kind of mount can better reflect my strongest temperament." Gojo Gojo said loudly.

Fu Sangshen felt a little unhappy when they heard the word mount. After all, in their hearts, the little tigers were colleagues who fought side by side.

The spiritual power of the God Judge has been fully released, and he who was once the strongest smiled, "Those tigers are their partners, not mounts, and it is yet to be determined whether you are the strongest."

"Oh? Zhaosang, do you have any opinions?" Gojo Satoru didn't care much about the eyes cast on him by the Fusangshen. He still doesn't care much.

The judge raised his head and glanced at him, remembering his current physical condition and giving up, the spiritual power wanted to infiltrate Gojo Wu's body to help him recover soon, but Gojo Wu directly cut it off, "My precious body doesn't like having things In and out, Zhaosang."

Hearing this, Candlestick, who was drinking tea, sprayed out directly, and quickly covered Tsumiki's ears. Through the conversation just now, Tsumiki knew what was in the sky, and was trying to find it, and didn't listen to Wutiao at all. If it is enlightened, the same crescent moon on the other side is also choked.

Jiang Xue Zuowen, who was sitting cross-legged on the lawn, also covered Xiaoye's ears.

"Then let's talk about it after you heal yourself. Forget the title of strongest, it's okay to say that it's the strongest spell." Anyway, he used spiritual power.

Gojo Satoru aroused his competitive spirit, "Does Zhaosang think I will lose?"

"You are not in good shape now, I will not compare with you." The judge said calmly.

Gojo Satoru put his arms around his chest and looked down at the people sitting there, "Zhaosang's strength is also very strange, including your servants." It is not in vain to raise the hatred value.

The Fusangshen's tolerance for him soared because the man in front of them helped the lord loose the shackles that had been bound for a long time. What's more, strictly speaking, they were almost the same as domestic servants, and they didn't have much reaction to this.

The inquisitor felt extremely awkward when he heard it, so Lingli pulled Wujo Wu to sit down directly, and said blankly, "I'm not a servant, if you don't know how to talk, you should stop talking."