Isn't it beautiful to live stream Honmaru's retirement life after retirement?

For the vast majority of God-inspectors, being a God-inspector is a difficult task. Compared with the original world, there are not many places to go to play, and they need to stay in the Honmaru for most of the year.

Among them, some of the more industrious God-inspectors will follow the Honmaru Swordsmen on the battlefield as assistants, and some will go to Wanwu to find a nine-to-five job. Of course, most of them go to Wanwu to find a job. The low-level god judges all think that they don't have the ability to go to the battlefield without getting injured, and going to Wanwu to work can also subsidize their own family, right?

The number of God-inspectors has increased, and shops in Wanwu Commercial Street have sprung up like mushrooms. Naturally, this place has become one of the few large public places where God-inspectors can come and go freely, and it is also a good place to exchange information. place.

It is said that where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are people, there are gossips.

For example, the time government officially launched a small event, or a popular new store opened somewhere, or there are new blades and swords that can be forged through a forge... These big and small things, All are worthy of discussion for a long time.

Autumn is the season of harvest. For the god-judgers who live on the two-point line between Yiwanwu and Honmaru, it is a day when those powerful god-judgers who have money and leisure are showing their talents in order to compete in their own gardens. .

Junjie is a middle-aged man who has been a silver-level god judge for more than ten years. He also believes that he does not have any talent in spiritual power. With the spiritual power of 10 blades, he forged a new knife to make up enough blades, and finally upgraded from silver to gold.

Of course, having no financial worries would allow Junsuke to have the energy to exercise his spiritual power assiduously, thanks to the fact that he came early. At that time, Wanwu sold the land for shops at the government’s standard price, so he lived frugally and saved money in District D. He bought a piece of land, built a storefront and rented it out to others. Later, the housing price of Wanwu soared, and he made more money. It can even be said that he was two points better financially than those later gold-level judges.

Junjie didn't like to go out, and he didn't like the noisy atmosphere in Wanwu, but today he had to go out to collect rent in Wanwu, and he didn't set out until almost noon.

When he arrived at the rent-collecting shop, Junjie saw the boss and the clerk chatting enthusiastically about something at the counter. The boss and the two clerks were both young girls, and the shop also sold handicrafts purchased from the real world, so it was quite idle at noon.

"I already voted for number 23333 early in the morning. When I voted, there were only more than 4 votes." Clerk A held her mobile phone with a proud face. She was the first group of fans to witness the rise of the dark horse.

"Me too, I voted when there were less than 1 votes, and I voted for all 3 votes, and I went to the forum for Amway..." Clerk B also kept swiping with his mobile phone, and suddenly exclaimed,

"Wow! 5 votes have been reached, and I will be in the top 30 soon!"

"Really, that's great! I got 5 votes in one morning, come on, I'm sure I can pass 10 today." Clerk A refreshed the page, and sure enough, he saw that his favorite work had broken through the 5 vote mark. He was very excited. Jumping up, thinking about the danger in the morning, with a look of fear,

"Ah, fortunately Bodo has sharp eyes this morning, otherwise I would have just thrown all the advertisements into the trash can."

"My picture has been framed and sealed by me," shop assistant B said with happiness on his face.

"How commemorative..."

"Is this work No. 23333 really so good? Hey, it seems that this morning my Bodo also told me that the advertisement sheet is valuable. It should be the advertisement sheet No. 23333, but I was not free at the time. It seems that I have to go back today." Take a good look." The store manager sighed from the side.

"Shop manager, take a look now! I'm sure you won't regret it!" Clerk A took out a few advertisements that seemed to be wrinkled and flattened.

"Ah! Where did you get so many extras?" Clerk B exclaimed.

"I picked it up at a public table and chair when I passed by Area C when I came to work in the morning." Clerk A stroked the wrinkled advertisement leaflet distressedly,

"I really don't recognize good products..."

Is it time again?The gardening exchange meeting for the judges of the gods.Junjie snorted coldly in his heart. During the first two years since he came here, he was also dazzled by all kinds of hype-gifting routines. He foolishly helped others to vote and publicize. Only later did he realize that those were all lies. I didn't like this event, so I didn't participate in voting for the next 10 years.

"Ahem." Junjie found himself standing by the counter for a long time, but no one noticed him.

"Mr. Junjie, I'm sorry, I didn't notice you coming just now." The shop owner noticed Junjie, the landlord + shareholder, and immediately got up to get the account book.

"The rent is as usual, right? Last month's dividends will be calculated to you immediately..."

"Yeah." Junsuke nodded.

"Mr. Shunjie, have you seen this year's work No. 23333?" Seeing the boss leaving, the lively clerk A immediately cheered up the other people present, and handed the carefully smoothed advertisement sheet to Junjie.

"Look, it's really interesting."

Shunsuke was disdainful in his heart, but on the surface he didn't like the face of the little girl, so he accepted the advertisement with some disgust, and soon returned to his own pill after collecting the rent and dividends without staying.

"Hakata, Ran, you've been staring at this picture for a long time, is it so special?" In Hiroma, Tsurumaru stared curiously at the advertisement in Ryoken's hand,

"Well, it's sparkling, and it's very beautiful." With little stars shining in Luan's eyes, he nodded affirmatively.

"These are real gold with super high purity, of course they are shining." Bodo's eyes also had various symbols of ￥ and $.

"Well, that... My lord doesn't like these activities very much, so, let's put them away." Wu Hu Tui reminded in a low voice.

"Ah, the lord is back." Seeing Shunsuke's return, Tsurumaru quickly pulled the advertising leaflet in the hand of the small dagger and hid it behind him, stood up and greeted respectfully.

"My lord, good afternoon." The little knives also sat upright and turned around to greet Junjie.

The sword in Shunsuke's Honmaru has been with him for more than 10 years. Although he has not received any harsh treatment, he was raised by Shunsuke (in front of him) to be rigid and cautious.

"Hmm." Shunsuke had seen that the advertisement leaflet that Jiren was discussing was the one handed to him by clerk A before, thinking that this was the first advertisement leaflet that so many people and swords cared about in these years. Not only do you think about the magic power of this advertisement.

"My lord, please use tea." The knives mixed tea for Junsuke and took the initiative to "confess" what they did just now.

"We found a very beautiful advertising leaflet, and Boduo identified it as real gold with high purity, so we couldn't help discussing it."

"Master, this should be quite valuable, it's a pity to throw it away." Tsurumaru also reluctantly handed over the advertisement slip hidden behind him.

Junjie only thought that the person who made the advertisement was very good at opportunistic.

There are more and more tricks. In the past, they still used gift certificates that could never be redeemed to confuse the gods. Now they have learned how to put gold foil on the advertisements. They can fascinate Hakata and Luan so much that they like the advertisements as treasures. no.

Unhappy, he took the advertisement leaflet. After looking at it, Junsuke found that there was a formation printed on the bottom of the advertisement leaflet. When he looked carefully, he felt that this formation was extremely mysterious, and it was more than a hundred times more complicated than the formations printed in other entries. .

After confirming that there should be no danger, Junsuke's eagerness to learn couldn't help being aroused, and he carefully activated the formation with a trace of spiritual power, wanting to explore the content of the formation.

After activating the formation, Shunsuke entered the garden of No. 23333 work. Although he could only move and observe in the small pavilion, he was shocked by the ingenious design and novel idea. He took the "instruction manual" and quickly put the first two items together The "tour" is over.

After completing the first two projects, Junjie was completely convinced. He only felt that the garden itself was ingenious, and the author's ability was beyond compare. He probably would not be able to make such a formation in his entire life.

Shaking his head, Shunsuke gritted his teeth and input more spiritual power, wanting to see what item 3 was written in the "Instruction Manual". Too much input of spiritual power gave him a slight headache and dizziness, but he still overcame it, and after a while , "Manual" no longer needs spiritual power, and other voices came from the courtyard.

A group of short knives in internal service clothes, carrying wooden ladders, dustpans and other tools, came from the end of the corridor and arrived in the osmanthus garden.

"Hello, my lord." They happily greeted the "lord" Shunsuke in the pavilion.

Is this a record of the life of Touken Honmaru in the work No. 23333?Shunsuke was speechless looking at the small knives who started to work in an orderly division of labor.

In addition to not being able to get out of this building, the flowers, plants, trees, and trees here all seem to be real. Although the repetition rate of the short knives outside is different from the short knives in his Honmaru, it also gives him a feeling that this is his own Honmaru. The feeling of the dagger.

This is the perspective of the God-inspector of work No. 23333.

"I've been waiting for several days, and today I can finally pick it. You can make osmanthus cake, osmanthus candy, osmanthus jelly..." Akita stepped on the small wooden ladder, carefully patted the branches of osmanthus, and they fell down. A dustpan made of bamboo is placed on top of the head to catch the petals.

"Are these edible?" Fudo Xingguang rarely didn't drink, but quickly took out a small bottle of sweet rice wine from his pocket, pulled a handful of sweet-scented osmanthus petals into the wine, took a sip, and immediately spit it out.

"Woo! - Bah bah, how can it be edible if it tastes so bitter! You lied to me, right?"

"Fresh sweet-scented osmanthus cannot be eaten. It can be used in dishes or tea after being pickled or dried."

Shunsuke just watched the small knives outside the door fighting to finish the work, and walked away together, but unknowingly found that the leaves of the surrounding trees had already fallen, and there was a heavy snowfall like the previous item 2 , In a short while, within the visible range, the ground was covered with thick snow.

Just now, the group of small knives and many big swords came out to enjoy the snow in uniforms that were not easy to feel cold. The half-grown teenagers, such as small short knives and co-chasers, had a snowball fight, and you came and went. Throwing snowballs at each other was full of joy and laughter.

There is also Tsurumaru, holding a white paper umbrella, walking on the stepping surface of the frozen lake, strolling in the garden, and the white clothes are better than the snow.

Waiting for the laughter and laughter to go away, and the walking edge to go away, the snow quietly began to melt, and finally in spring, the huge Manyozakura bloomed, and the petals could float to every corner of this Honmaru when the wind blows.

Then it seemed that all the blades of this Honmaru were dispatched. There were dozens of blades. You held the blanket and I held the cushion. The soldiers came from the corridor and Buting in two ways to gather under the Wanye Sakura, and arranged comfortable seats. , Delicious wine and snacks, start to enjoy the flowers.

They were laughing and laughing, and from time to time, they even came out to perform. Whether it was Manzai who made everyone laugh and laugh, or Yamabachi who accidentally screwed up the magic trick that led to the silence, they all ended with warm applause from everyone. .

Shunsuke just stood in the pavilion and stared blankly, unknowingly, this flower viewing event has passed from early autumn to midsummer, the pink color of the many leaf cherry has already faded, and the swordsmen under the green shade are still talking and laughing loudly, the picture is so beautiful that it makes people feel uncomfortable. He forgot that this was just in someone else's formation, and unconsciously took a step in the direction of Wanyeying.

"My lord, are you done with your work? Come quickly, this wine is delicious, if you don't come again, it will be robbed!" Jiro Tachi shouted at "Master" Shunsuke, holding the beautifully shaped wine bottle in his hand.

"Jiro, don't be too greedy." Taro reminded his brother.

Shunsuke couldn't help being taken aback, realizing that this was not his own Honmaru.

There are too many flaws, his Honmaru is not as strong as Taro Tachi, and Jiro seldom gets drunk in front of him in recent years, his Honmaru... will not have such a happy scene.

"My lord, come on, let's perform a new dance." When Shunsuke was hesitating, the little knives rushed up and pushed "Master" Shunsuke out of the Moon Cave Gate.

The moment Shunsuke walked out of the Moon Cave Gate, Shunsuke returned to his own pill, in front of him was an advertisement sheet with the dissipated formation, surrounded by some anxious blades.

"My lord, are you okay?" Hakata knelt down beside Shunsuke, restraining his urge to throw himself into the lord's arms, full of anxiety and guilt,

"Just now, you disappeared all of a sudden, everyone... everyone is very worried! It's all me, I shouldn't have left this advertisement..."

"..." Junsuke turned his head and looked at Hakata, the sapphire-like eyes of Xiaozheng Tai seemed to be covered with mist, Shunsuke raised his hand, and touched Hakata's head for the first time,

"I'm fine...don't worry."