How to use the god judge[Comprehensive]

Short black hair, a pair of amorous peach blossom eyes, and a pointed face, no matter how you look at it, it is half or half similar to Guili.If those eyes were not black, but blood-stained red, I'm afraid the Fu Sangshen would have drawn their swords directly, instead of standing opposite and observing in surprise.

——No matter how you look at it, this person is inseparable from the ghost. Could it be another conspiracy?

"Why, you caused me to fall and still look at people with such a fierce expression, you are not a good person at first sight." The man (God) muttered as he wiped off the dust on his clothes, and looked at him again. Bishamonten said unhappily: "Why do you bring these people to my side, are you making trouble?"

——Obviously you were the one who hid in the tree to scare people, okay, but you became angry from embarrassment when you found out ahead of time?Smaller than a three-year-old child.

The blond god and his artifact looked at each other, and they both saw helplessness in each other's eyes. In the end, Zhao Ma stepped forward and became the diplomatic spokesperson.He bowed slightly, and said politely: "Master Shi, we just heard about the news about Sakata Yinshi from your side, so we took the liberty to bother you. I wonder if you are..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the other party's eyes widened, pointing at the young god who was guarded by the fusang gods with one hand, and sighed a lot: "Ah! It's you, kid, who grew up It’s so big, come here and let me see it!”

The black-haired man really wanted to go forward, but he had no choice but to be stopped outside the encirclement all the time, so he could only poke his head in and say hello: "Oh, you are the son of the Nadeko family, just by looking at your face, you can remember Her appearance. In fact, I thought you would come to the society a long time ago, but I didn't expect it to be so soon... Hmm, has the theory of causality really been changed? It's really scary for young people."

He was obviously talking to others, but it seemed like he was talking to himself, and he kept muttering things that people couldn't understand, and he was in a crazy mess.

Maybe this will make people relax their vigilance, but facing this face, the Fusang Gods will never let him get close to their master no matter what.

But when the young god heard the word "Nadeko", his expression became a bit more solemn, and now he was looking directly at the man called Mr. Shi, and said coldly, "Do you know my mother?"

"What mother?" The man was confused for a few seconds, but as soon as he saw his face, he seemed to have suddenly realized, and said something out of the question: "Nadeoko is the most beautiful girl in our clan, she is gentle and kind, even When you didn't inherit the throne, the threshold was almost broken by the men who proposed marriage... Sigh, think about it, it's really beautiful, how could you be deceived by the scum, it's all caused by being too simple."

Hearing this, the young god was like a bomb being detonated, and a thin layer of golden light exploded all over his body instantly, blowing the long crow-colored hair behind him flying in all directions.

"I don't want to hear that stuff, so shut up."

His face was gloomy and terrifying, full of hatred and pain than when he saw Guili, even the cherry blossom on his forehead had opened a petal, obviously on the verge of going berserk.

Unexpectedly, the black-haired man seemed to be pleasantly surprised, pointing at his forehead and smirking: "This is a god, hahaha... I didn't expect that it could be retained in her bloodline, it's really gratifying!" .”

Finally, his anger was punctured by this attitude. He didn't even draw out the long knife at his waist, but directly stretched out his hand and struck towards the opponent's heart.That slender hand seemed harmless, like a cat's paw ready to catch a ball of wool, making people ignore the ruthlessness that could tear the prey apart when it opened.

——If this hit hits, Lord Shi will definitely die!

Zhao Ma could see the power of this blow, and immediately wanted to scream, but the opponent's speed was too fast, and he didn't even have time to spit out a syllable!

"Puchi-"

It was like the sound of sharp claws piercing through the flesh, making people unbearable to watch such a bloody scene.But Bishamonten patted him on the shoulder, motioning him to continue reading.

Zhao Ma could only bite the bullet and raise her eyes, but was immediately shocked by the scene in front of her.

The golden divine power, which is more mellow than that of a young god, is unfolding like a light curtain and protecting the black-haired man, but the voice just now has only punched a small hole in the light curtain, and it is still firmly stuck in the light curtain. Little hands clenched into fists.

——Does that mentally abnormal adult possess such terrifying power?

It was just Xiaolu's hand that shocked everyone's contempt back into their stomachs.Although it doesn't look like much, you must know that the child's strength can punch a hole in Gao Tianyuan alive!

This man is definitely not a character to be underestimated.

Across the light curtain, the young god and the man looked at each other, and it took a long time to make a sound, "Your strength and I are..."

"Same origin, because we are from the same clan, you little guy, you are so irritable that you don't listen to people." Shaking his head, he shrunk the light curtain into a circle of small handcuffs, ensuring that After being able to suppress the other party's actions, he continued: "Before that disaster, I had already become a god and moved to Gaotian, so I escaped. But I have heard a lot about it. I thought you and your mother were also together...but now it seems that they are quite alive and well."

Speaking of the massacre, the expression on his face remained unchanged, as if he was telling a story that had nothing to do with him, so cold-blooded that it made people hate it.

That appearance seems to overlap with Guili's shadow again.

But he quickly smiled again, patted him on the shoulder vigorously like a prank, and said, "It seems that you have inherited the power of time and space, but the pure speed of using it is extremely poor, it is almost younger than three years old." Not as good as a child."

"Like the one I did just now, you can't break free at all, right?"

Looking at the tight handcuffs on his right wrist, the young god drew out the long knife at his waist with his left hand, and was about to cut straight down like this.In his way, he might have broken his own wrist before cutting off the imprisonment.

——No, he may have this kind of mentality, after all, what the god endowed is the ability to regenerate infinitely.But even so, it's a little too crazy, right?

Reluctantly, he released the shackles of strength, and before he could speak again, the vibrating wooden long knife was placed around his neck.At the same time, he saw a little light surging in those blood-red eyes, as if he was ignited by the fighting spirit.

——This kind of madness is really due to the blood of the Yetu tribe. Even if he is unwilling to agree with the murderer, he still can't get rid of the warlike blood in his bones.

Not paying attention to the chill coming from his neck, he thought casually and yawned lazily.

"Now I have two things to ask you." Also not caring about his attitude, Mayumi Sakurai tilted his head and said expressionlessly: "First, where is Mr. Sakata; second, where is the power of time and space? How to control it freely. If you don't say it, I won't mind hitting you until you say it."

"Little one, you are so rude, it's time to beg me." Pushing the blade away slightly with one finger, the black-haired man lowered his eyes, stared at him with a half-smile and said, "Do you think that is the time for you to beg me?" With the power of time and space, will I be afraid of your ordinary attack, is it too small to look down on people?"

Before the other party said "Then try it", he thought for a while and added: "But I'm not interested in fighting or anything. If you want to accompany me to reminisce about the past, I will tell you everything you want to know." Say it outright."

—The deal seemed to be a surefire one.

But that was only the thinking of ordinary people. Rather than reminiscing about the old days, the young gods still seemed to prefer fighting. At the moment, they were putting on a face of refusing to cooperate, obviously looking forward to it.

Even Bishamonten could see that his thoughts were coming, and he couldn't help feeling a little interested, and raised his chin to watch a martial arts competition.Seeing that things were going wrong, Zhao Ma hurried out to smooth things over, "Well... the purpose of our coming here is mainly for Mr. Sakata, seeing how you are in such a hurry, it doesn't seem like you have too much time to waste, right? ?”

When it came to the most crucial point, the young god's originally enthusiastic expression softened, and he could only put away the knife resentfully, and muttered in a low voice: "Of course Mr. Sakata is more important..."

The black-haired man also heaved a sigh of relief, and led them into the house.

Unlike the messy outside, the inside is very clean, and there are many antique objects, which look full of classic meaning.

"Ah, those are the genuine ones I brought back from various eras, please be careful not to touch them." He told them very naturally, he had no sense of shame at all, and he was directing them to sit on the tatami mat at the moment, He himself dragged out a heavy wooden table from the side.

Even if you can't see the material, just in terms of texture, it gives people a very precious feeling.But his attitude was very casual, and he even soaked the rag in hot water, and then wiped it casually on the table.

——I always feel that if the original owner sees it, he will definitely feel distressed to death...

"I haven't had guests at home for a long time, so I couldn't prepare a good tea, so I just made some tea that I like to drink." He took out the exquisite tea set and poured tea for the guests one by one, and finally gathered the young god sit next to you.

"Let's talk about you first..." He wanted to ask about the situation after the genocide, but after seeing Mayumi Sakurai's expression, he abruptly changed the subject, "... the question about Gintoki Sakata, he is really not here side, but in another time and space. Didn’t I say you, you can’t feel that you’re jumping through the power of time and space, isn’t it time?”

Speaking of this issue, he was a little heartbroken. He thought of all the glory of the clan back then, and then looked at the dazed kid in front of him. He just wanted to throw him over and remake him.

"Space has many dimensions and dimensions, and there are many parallel worlds based on it... Forget it, let me tell you something you can understand. The power of space does not allow you to jump back and forth on the time axis, such as Going back to the tragedies that preceded the change hundreds of years ago or something, but moving parallel in the same time period."

"That is to say, on the same time axis in each world, we can jump at will, just like when you want to find Sakata Yin, you can only find him now instead of him in the past. Do you understand what this means? "

Mayumi Sakurai nodded in confusion.

Stuffing such academic knowledge into the mind of a fighting madman is no less difficult than Jingwei's reclamation. Throwing small stones into it can cause a splash.

After realizing this, the black-haired man simply drew circles in the air with his left and right hands simultaneously, opening two space-time channels.But compared to Guili before, he did it more easily, and broke through the barrier with ease without even a little bit of wind and waves.

He has no intention of going in now, but like displaying a picture scroll, he puts the pictures of the two worlds in front of everyone at the same time.

"These are two worlds with the same time flow rate. Can you see the clock on it?" He pointed to the electronic screen and clock on the square, and gestured: "The year, month, day, including minutes and seconds are all exactly the same." Yes, but these are indeed two different time and space, and you will not find two identical people in it. And when you close the time and space channel and open it again, you will not go back to the past time, but have a flow velocity advance by minutes or hours."

In order to demonstrate, he also opened and closed two space-time channels many times to prove that the time axis cannot be jumped.

Although it was easy for him to do it, the power was amazing enough, even Bishamonten showed a thoughtful expression, obviously thinking of all the past.

——She wondered before why he didn't have a shrine, but he could still live in Gaotianyuan for thousands of years... Now it seems that he should be enshrined in another time and space, and his status is definitely not low.

In the past, she looked at things too superficially.

"So you should understand now, right?" The black-haired man spoke dryly, took a sip from his teacup, moistened his throat, and continued: "It's also considered that the clan's life should not die, leaving you and me behind. These two bloodlines, the power of space can continue to flourish. Alright, now it’s time to learn how to use it, first rely on meditation to explore the veins of space..."

What he said was too abstract, the young god just widened his round eyes, then put the long knife in his hand on the table with a "click" and asked curiously: "Can't I directly break time and space, just like coming here Same."

"You are really a violent man..." He was speechless for a while, and then sighed after a long while: "It is possible, but first of all, you must do positioning, and secondly, you must not use too much force, so as not to cause immeasurable damage to the space. "

——For example, tearing up a space directly, that would be a serious crime...

Mayumi Sakurai nodded half-understanding, touching the long knife on the table with one hand, as if recalling the temperature of the past.

The world that belongs to Mr. Sakata is also the world where his home planet exists. The coordinates of that time and space should be imprinted in the flesh and blood...

A faint golden light surged from his body, but it was different from the frenzy before, like a pet whose fur had been smoothed, obediently drilled into the wooden knife, and kept sniffing on it.

——It seems that the smell and warmth of that person can be felt again.

A thin slit suddenly appeared in the air, and then kept expanding and contracting hard, as if resisting an unknown force.But in the end it was defeated, and honestly expanded to a size large enough for one person to pass through.

The edge of this passage is still shaking, and there are subtle wind sounds from time to time. Compared with what the black-haired man did before, it seems that there are still many deficiencies.

But even so, it still surprised him, and he couldn't stop muttering about the fear of young people.

——I thought he was an idiot and a violent maniac, but he was actually a once-in-a-thousand-year genius?This kind of contrast is too...to make people feel joyful and encouraged, and the pride of being a teacher for the first time arises spontaneously.

Although he doesn't seem to have time to teach anything...

"Before everyone passes, you need to keep this feeling. Even if you shake slightly, the power of space will be closed."

He waved to Fu Sangshen who was still on the sidelines, signaling them to hurry over.But no one was willing to obey the command, and they all surrounded the young god and refused to move, for fear that something might go wrong.

——They are really afraid of these strange people and forces, and now they just want to stay by their master's side, and they can use their bodies to resist for a while in case of danger.

The black-haired man was speechless again, so he had no choice but to say to the children beside him: "Go and finish your own business first, and we will catch up on the old days when we have time... Speaking of which, do you have someone you like, no matter male or female?" All good, anyway, remember to pass on the blood... Wait, I haven't finished talking yet!"

The fusang gods who didn't want to move the place hurriedly picked up the young god and ran away. They didn't forget to plug his ears for fear of being polluted.

——Their master is still a child. It's too early to think about what to carry on the family?Both men and women are fine, that's too much... wait a minute, this is too bad, so it's not just girls who can do it? !

After passing through the space-time tunnel, they still maintained a dumbfounded expression, completely unable to recover.

But when he saw the scene in front of him, Mayumi Sakurai's eyes lit up immediately, he thumped subconsciously, and said excitedly: "Ah, we're really here, the house of masters is just ahead!"

The broken Sanguan was immediately thrown aside, and the Fusangshen were gearing up, ready to give the legendary "Mr. Sakata" a gift as soon as they came in.

——Hehe, the wretched uncle who lured and abducted minors.

They had just walked up to the second floor when the young god jumped from Taro Tachi's arms to the ground, tidied up his appearance, and was about to knock on the door nervously, but the door was pulled open from the inside.

At the same time, a figure rushed out, just in time to throw Mayumi Sakurai into his arms.Because of his height, the huge wave on his chest just buried his whole head in it.

……

"Ah! Ah Yin has never touched a place, but...!" Compared to the child who couldn't react, the girl who rushed out by herself, but who was like Pengci, kept yelling, and then straightened up The thief asked: "It feels good to bury my chest, but unfortunately I can only touch it and not bury it myself. Thinking about it, it's a bit... regrettable...?"

Before she could finish her sexual, harassment, harassment remarks, she was surrounded by swarms of handsome men, she could only stick to the wall with a dry smile and raised her hands: "Well, although Ah Yin, I am a big girl now O beautiful girl, but I can't accept men at all in my heart!"

——No, you don't need to accept it at all, you just need to stay away from our master!

Although she called herself Ayin, after looking at it, Horikawa Kunihiro still hesitated and asked, "Is Sakata Yintoki here?"

"Brother, now is not the time to come to deliver commissions. Didn't you see that Ah Yin and I are facing an unprecedented crisis in my life! This is an adult crisis that is more terrifying than middle-aged baldness and being unable to get up!" She collapsed Muttering loudly, he pushed Fu Sangshen away in front of him, and was walking out when he suddenly saw Mayumi Sakurai standing there with a wooden face.

"Ah, this little brother looks so familiar! Why does he look so much like a little devil who ran away after eating poor Yin... Well, Mayumi-chan, long time no see."

The silver-haired girl greeted her with a bright smile, then drew the long knife at her waist and slashed at the other party, "Would you like to go to the street and smash a boulder on your chest to make atonement, ah, or pay Ah Yin a year of strawberries?" Milk, bastard!"

Two wooden knives of the same texture were placed together, and she stared at the kid who left without saying goodbye, only to find that there were more than a dozen swords of different lengths on her back.

——This situation doesn’t seem too good, hahaha...

"Put down the weapon first." Izumi Mamoru urged unhappily, and then added: "Are you Sakata Gintoki?"

——To be honest, no matter from the owner's description or the manga and movie, Sakata Gintoki should be a man, right? !

The silver-haired girl obediently put the wooden knife back, raised her hands to face them, and said with a bright smile: "No, Yinzi is so cute, how could it be that good-for-nothing uncle? It's all a misunderstanding."

"But you are Mr. Sakata..." The young god who had been silent all this time opened his mouth, grabbed the hem of her kimono with one hand, and frowned in distress, "Why didn't you admit it?"

——No, if you admit it, you will die, this child is still naturally black as always!In other words, are these people his bodyguards or something? Don't let it be a drama about a wandering young man returning to the mansion. Ah Yin's little heart can't bear this kind of bloody drama!

"Maybe it's because I didn't see the gift at the door?" The blue-haired sword raised a pair of honey-colored eyes.

Mayumi Sakurai suddenly realized, and hurriedly got out of his shrine from time and space, then opened the door and pointed inside and said, "Is this enough? Mr. Sakata wants a year of strawberry milk."

——Ahaha, it really is a vintage, but why does it feel like there is a deep malice on the strawberry milk...?

There was a sudden rush of cold air from her back.