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Chapter 22

No. 30 a day.

The judge woke up from the nightmare, only to find that Xiaohuwan was still sitting beside her bed.

"You're awake." Xiaohuwan said, wanting to help her, but the god judge rushed to speak before him.

"Enough is enough for you, let me go out." She said, her tone was full of exhaustion.

"You're joking with me." Xiaohuwan stopped and replied.

"Tell me, how can you let me out?" The interrogator looked at him without any hint of joke in his eyes.

Xiaohuwan said nothing.

"You know that even if you lock me up here, all you can get is a body. Is this what you want?" the interrogator asked him funny, "Then what's the difference between this and getting a doll."

Xiaohumaru frowned in displeasure: "What nonsense are you talking about? How could you be a doll?"

The judge sighed, and lay down in the thin quilt again: "Since you won't let me go out, why don't you just let me die here."

"What did you say?!" Xiaohuwan was startled, but no matter how much he asked the interrogator, the interrogator refused to answer him a word.

Xiaohumaru had no choice but to stop disturbing her.But in order to avoid any accidents to the judge, he hastily handed over all the official duties to Yaqie Changgubu, and then rushed back immediately.

The judge was still asleep, as quiet as if he didn't exist.

Xiaohuwan sniffed her breath, and he was relieved until he confirmed that she was still safe.

No.30 two days.

In the evening, Xiaohuwan brought the dinner back to the god-judgment's room, saw the intact lunch on the coffee table, and knew that the god-judger still hadn't eaten.

As Fusangshen, the sword man has a human body, but because of his godhead, his body is much stronger than ordinary people, and it is not a problem to not eat or drink for a few days.

But the god judge is indeed a complete mortal body, and the consequences of not eating for a long time can be imagined.

Xiaohuwan came to the room with the food box, the interrogator lay motionless on the bed, his face covered with cloth was lifeless.

Xiaohuwan quickly came to the bedside, helped the god judge to sit on the bed, took out the porridge made by Candlestick Qie Guangzhong from the food box, scooped up a spoonful and put it to the god judge's mouth.

"Master, this is the porridge made from the candlestick. You can have a bite."

The judge didn't move, nor did he answer him.

No. 30 for three days.

Xiaohumaru stood at the door, resting one hand on the paper door, staring intently at the examiner.

The god judge seemed to have lost his strength, following Xiaohuwan's actions last night, he still sat on the head of the bed.

The gloomy indoor lighting is also not good, and the examiner is hidden in the darkness, like a doll.

The shoulder straps slid down her thin shoulders and hung between her arms. Her pale skin was bloodless, and even looked pale from a distance.

Due to the lack of nutrition, her body has already started to plunder the spiritual power in her body to recharge, and Xiaohuwan can clearly sense the decrease of her spiritual power.

He still tried to feed her, but failed again.

No. 30 four days.

Xiaohuwan was very irritable, and if the judge didn't eat, something might happen to him.

But no matter how he called her or fed her, she didn't respond.

It wasn't until Xiaohumaru held her hand that she realized that she had been driving the spiritual power out of her body, and she was so weak that she lost consciousness.

Xiaohuwan quickly wrapped the god judge into his arms: "Master! How are you doing?! Xiaohu will spend his spiritual power on you!"

After finishing speaking, he kissed the pale and wrinkled lips of the god judge, moistened her lips flusteredly but tenderly, and penetrated into the god judge's mouth with spiritual power.

And the spiritual power of the God Judge is like a faucet that has been unloaded, and it can't be stopped no matter what.

He thought that the spiritual power supply of sex and love might be able to save the God-inspector, but in the current state of the God-inspector, he obviously couldn't bear a sexual affair.

No.30 five days.

Xiaohuwan began to try to feed some water to the judge.

He first took a sip of water, wrapped it in his mouth, and passed the water to her by kissing the lips of the judge.

The judge accepted it passively, and part of the water flowed out from the corner of her mouth, which was not as smooth as expected.A part of it was poured straight down the throat into the body, choking the mind examiner to tremble and cough, as if he wanted to cough his heart out of his body.

Although Xiaohuwan felt distressed, he was also delighted that the judge was able to drink water.

He held the judge in his arms and patted her on the back softly.

No.30 six days.

Xiaohuwan started to try to feed the judge again.

He specially asked Candlestick Qie Guangzhong to boil the porridge so that it was diluted and easy to eat, and he used a small spoon to feed it to the lips of the god judge, and easily pried open his teeth and sent it into the mouth of the god judge.

But things are not as simple as he imagined, the consequences of tiny rice grains getting stuck in the throat cavity are terrifying.

The inquisitor coughed violently at first, and then began to breathe poorly, with his mouth open and a hoarse sound coming from his throat.

Xiaohuwan hurriedly asked her to bend down, put her two fingers together into the mouth of the mind examiner, and pressed the base of the tongue a few times until the mind examiner spit out all the porridge.

Xiaohuwan didn't dare to feed her porridge anymore.

No.30 for seven days.

Xiaohuwan still fed some water to the judge.

But the disappearance of spiritual power caused her to lose weight obviously.

Xiaohumaru also sat on the bed and got into the thin quilt of the judge, and wrapped the judge in his arms.

No.30 eight days.

Xiaohuwan woke up from the dream.

The arms of the man in his arms were more painful than before.

The judge seemed to be lifeless, and his chest rose and fell slightly after a long time.

Xiaohumaru was so irritable that she wanted to cry because she was helpless.

No.30 nine days.

Xiaohuwan still decided to feed the God Judge something.

He scooped out the rice oil from the porridge and fed it into the mouth of the god judge.

The rice oil was successfully drank by the judge, and Xiaohuwan breathed a sigh of relief.

No. 40 days.

The condition of the inquisitors began to deteriorate again.

Rice oil can no longer be fed, and even water is hard to swallow.

Xiaohumaru stood in front of the God-inspector's couch, feeling unprecedented fear.

A fear of losing a loved one.

No. 40 a day.

Xiaohuwan spent the whole day nestling on the interrogator's bed, holding her in his arms.

The flow of spiritual power in the mind examiner's body has slowed down, which is a good thing, but not a good thing.

Fortunately, the consumption of spiritual power has decreased, but unfortunately, this may mean that there is not much spiritual power left in her body.

Xiaohumaru hugged the examiner, the woman's thin body could no longer support the silk suspender dress, and the shoulder straps slipped loosely on her shoulders.

Xiaohumaru lifted the thin shoulder straps back to the woman's shoulders, and even lowered his voice when speaking, for fear of disturbing the person in his arms.

"Master, can you move a bit, at least let Xiaohu know that you are still fine."

"Master, it was Xiaohu who was wrong... Xiaohu shouldn't be jealous of other colleagues, shouldn't force you to do things you don't like, shouldn't lock you in the house and don't let you go out..."

"Master, the little fox knows it's wrong, can you get up and punish me, please, I beg you..."

"Owner……"

Xiaohuwan's voice became softer as she spoke, and finally even began to cry.

And the interrogator in his arms still didn't move at all, only the occasional slight ups and downs of her chest proved that she was still alive.

Quiet as if a silent accusation.

No.40 two days.

Early in the morning, there was a knock on the door of the inquisitor's room.

Xiaohumaru dragged his tired body out of bed, closed the inner door tightly, and opened the paper door of the outer room.

Yaki Hasebe and Candlestick Qie Guangzhong stood outside the door with worries written all over their faces.

"What's the matter?" Xiaohuwan glanced at them with his eyelids raised, the hair that had not been groomed for a long time was scattered on his side in a mess, and there was still stubble on his chin.

Er Ren was startled when he saw Xiaohumaru's face like this.

Yaki Hasebe was the first to speak, with worry and eagerness in his tone: "Xiaohumaru, where is the Lord? You said that the main thing is to recuperate in the room, and no one will be seen, so we couldn't resist bothering, but why is the spirit of the Lord now? Weakened like this?"

"That's right, Little Fox Ball. The master's meals are getting simpler and simpler, from meat to grains to clear porridge. Sometimes, I can even see untouched meals being thrown away. What's going on? What's the matter?" Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada asked.

"The master has been replacing the spiritual power in his body these few days, and he needs to drive it out of his body before recovering slowly." Xiaohuwan lied casually.

Hasebe frowned suspiciously.Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada was a bit unconvinced: "Really? Then there's no need not to eat..."

Xiaohuwan stared at them, but didn't reply.

The eyes are tired and impatient, like a beast that has not rested.

"Let's go in and meet the Lord." Yaki Hasebe said, with a strong tone.

"Yes, no one can feel at ease unless they see the master with their own eyes." Candlestick Qie Guangzhong also nodded.

Xiaohuwan, however, looked like a lion with fury fur, with hostility on his face, and even took his own knife from the side and pulled it out a little.

"I'll just say once, get out of here." Xiaohumaru said coldly, "Otherwise, don't blame me for disregarding the feelings of my colleagues."

Yaki Hasebe and Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada obviously didn't expect Little Fox Maru to be like this, but they knew that fighting here would not only bring disaster to the residence of the god judge, but also disturb the god judge who was recuperating.

Xiaohumaru's eyes were very serious, Er Ren and him were in a stalemate for a while, and finally left helplessly.

No. 40 for three days.

Xiaohuwan was still sitting on the bed, hugging the skinny examiner who only had bones left.

He stared at the ceiling, stunned for a while and suddenly said: "Master, after you recover, take Xiaohu to the place where you lived since childhood, okay?"

The judge still didn't respond, and the heaving of his chest gradually became smaller and smaller.

No. 40 four days.

It was rare for Xiaohumaru to leave the judge, and went to the bathroom to tidy up her slovenly appearance.

Xiaohumaru, who had returned to his usual handsome appearance, returned to the room again, smiled and held the hand of the judge, lowered his head and kissed him.

"Master, will Xiaohu take you out tomorrow?"

He finally gave in.

It was still raining outside the house, and the continuous rain for more than a month seemed to overturn the world.

The woman on the bed remained motionless, as if the rain outside the window was crying silently.

No.40 five days.

On this day, Xiaohumaru frowned tightly and opened his eyes from his dream.

He had a bad dream, dreaming that the judge had completely left Honmaru.

The door of the judge's room was knocked again.

Xiaohuwan woke up, and immediately looked at the examiner in his arms.

She was no longer breathing.

The author has something to say:

When the plot comes here, it can be regarded as a staged completion.

Not dead, not dead, not dead yet.

There should be another twenty or thirty chapters, and I don't know how many I can write.

But I'm a bit confused when I write this, I don't know how to follow the emotional line in the follow-up, the reason will be written later.

There are some spoilers below, if you don't want to watch it, you can slip away immediately.

New original characters appear from Chapter Thirty onwards.

A handsome human being.