[comprehensive] review face into a mystery

"Lan... Brother Luan, is Lord Master in samadhi?" Halfway through the wreath weaving, Luan heard his younger brother Wu Hutui ask himself this question.

Looking up, the young boy with five little tigers was nervously looking at the judge, and his voice was very soft.

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"No... I just want to be with my lord..." Wu Hutui looked at Yamabuchi timidly. "Can you...? Mr. Yamabagiri..."

Yamabachi had no reason to refuse him, so the five tigers retreated to the side of the judge with a small smile on their faces.The little tigers also scrambled to surround the god judge, and one of them occupied the god judge's knee first. The white tiger stretched, then curled itself into a small ball, and quickly closed its eyes .The other little tigers could only surround and howl unwillingly a few times.

"You can't bite the lord this time, little tiger." Wuhu Tui warned the little tigers seriously.

When the little tiger was playing with the god judge before, he couldn't control himself and bit the fingertip of the god judge. At that time, Wuhu Tui cried immediately when he saw the bright red blood oozing from the fingertip of the god judge. Sobbing and running, he wanted to find a bandage for the judge, but was stopped by the judge.

"Don't worry." She picked up a tissue to wipe off the blood, and pulled the five tigers back to her side. The judge picked up another tissue to help him wipe away the tears on his face, and comforted him, just like a wounded person Not like myself.The little tigers also stayed aside in a low mood, and the one that bit its finger was trembling and crying.At that time, the god judge saw its condition, put his hand on his lap, stroked its back with one hand, and continued to help the five tigers to retreat and wipe away tears with the other hand.

"But, but, my lord, it will be very painful..." Wu Hu retreated sobbingly.

"Don't worry, I have a very good tolerance for pain." The interrogator put the tissue on the table beside him, and gently rubbed Wu Hutui's head again. "Besides, the little tiger didn't mean anything to me, it was just carelessness."

"So don't cry, it will make me sad."

She is really a nice person.

The five tigers retreated in the warm spring sun and recalled the little bits and pieces of the past, but they actually leaned vainly beside the God Judge and fell into a shallow sleep.

"I said, Yaoyan, do you think the general will really like what I make?" Hou held the tray, frowning and asked Yaoyan worriedly.

"You have asked me several times along the way." Yao Yan pushed his glasses helplessly. "Don't worry, as long as you don't violate her eating rules, the general won't hate her."

"Really?"

"If you don't believe me, why ask me?"

"No way, you are the one who knows the general's taste best."

Yaoken stared at Hou subtly, but he didn't look unhappy, Hou could even see a little bit of pride.

He curled his lips, and turned his eyes back to the tray he was carrying. There were two pretty strawberry Daifuku on the plate. It was the best thing he worked hard to make after consulting Yaoken for a long time. two finished products

.

"Is this enough..." Hou said to himself, still a little worried.

"The general is not a superficial person, she will be very happy if you have that kind of heart." Yao Yan persuaded Hou, but the effect was minimal, he thought, it would be more effective if the general personally explained it.

Hou himself actually knew that the God Judge spent his time trying to repair his incomplete blade.

No matter how good the knife is, it is worthless as long as it becomes a defective product. Besides, she hadn't awakened him at that time, and he was not considered her Fusangshen in the true sense. Even if he was discarded, he would not cause criticism.

In fact, her "repair" is not as easy and simple as she said, and because she does not directly use her own spiritual power to repair it, she needs more careful attention, trying to draw the divine power attached to other swords to fill it up. There is nothing wrong with his flaws, and now he can appear here as a complete "Atsudo Shiro", which also proves that the efforts of the god judges were not in vain.

——If something went wrong at that time, he is very likely to be missing an arm and a leg now, or even appear in a weirder appearance.

At that time, he also heard the gentle call of the judge.

"Don't worry, I will give you a complete body... Before that, just sleep peacefully and just wait."

The divine power that fills his body is very warm, and the words of the god judge are even more so. It is the first time he has come into contact with it as a sword. It is very strange, but it is very nostalgic.

That's why he hoped that what he could use to repay the God Judge would be the best if he could bring her more victories and joy with this body that she took care of carefully.

The same is true for turning to peers for medical research.

Rewarding the general with only the record will only make the general feel that I am barbaric.

When Hou and Yaoyan walked near the God-inspector, they just glanced at the God-inspector's Yaoken before making a judgment. "The general is in meditation... Your things may not be delivered to the general in a while."

"...Huh???" Hou, who was still trying to figure out how to say something more handsome, was suddenly discouraged.

The final result was that the two of them also sat next to Luan who was still struggling with the flower ring. Yao Yan took out the medical pamphlet he carried with him and looked at it, and Hou Ze hugged the tray in frustration. When he tried to touch the Strawberry Daifuku on the plate, he would be very energetic again-whispering.Even though he knew that the judge couldn't hear him, he subconsciously lowered the volume.

When Tsurumaru, who finished closing his hands and ran back excitedly, saw a large circle of people around the samadhi judge, the Ping An veteran said with a smile, "There are so many people all at once, it really scared me." .

"Mr. Tsurumaru, what are you holding in your hand?" The sharp-eyed Yaken saw the little thing Tsurumaru hid in his hand at a glance, and told him right away.

Tsurumaru was not annoyed, and showed what he was holding generously.

It was a pen with a white body. "Let's paint the face for her mask!" he said enthusiastically.

For some swords, this is a very disrespectful behavior to the god judge. Yamabukiri already showed a disapproving expression, and Yaken and Hou also frowned.

"This is too disrespectful to the general, Mr. Tsurumaru." Hou pushed aside a little tiger who was trying to touch Strawberry Daifuku, and said to Tsurumaru righteously.

"Why? She just forbids us to take off her mask without permission, but she doesn't forbid us to draw on her mask." Tsurumaru didn't give up easily, and seduced them steadily. "If she gets angry later, I'll just take responsibility."

Tsurumaru's words are very cunning, according to the personality of the god judges, she will not take punishment measures against them.

"Are you taking advantage of the general's tolerance, Mr. Tsurumaru?" Yaken stared at Tsurumaru displeasedly, with a cold aura of a sharp knife unsheathed in his whole body.

"Don't be so serious, Yaken Toshiro." Tsurumaru said lightly. "And it's erasable, and you can wipe it off after you're done."

"It's not a question of whether it can be wiped away..." "It seems very interesting!" Just as they continued to object, Luan suddenly interjected this sentence, and the atmosphere that was originally a bit tense disappeared suddenly. Daojian Fusangshen looked at his brother of the same generation, with a troubled look on his face.

"...I, I think too, I want to give it a try..." Wu Hutui held the little tiger timidly, summoning up the courage to beg his brothers. "If the lord gets angry in the future... I, I will apologize to her..."

"Mr. Yamabukiri, as the general's valet, do you agree with their troubles like this?" Hou tried to find another teammate.Yamabasaki, who was named, looked at the judge who was still tall and straight. "She didn't ask me to stop this behavior, but I will not participate in you."

The Inquisitor had indeed told him to let them go as long as they didn't break the rules she set.Moreover, if you really want to say that he is completely opposed to it, it is not necessarily the case. In the whole book, who doesn't want to know what the face of the god judge is like?

In the end, Yaken and Hou were reluctantly persuaded by the brothers.

"I'll come first, I'll come first!" Tsurumaru was not stingy about the teammate who gave him a powerful assist, and handed the pen to Luan generously.After messing with the brushes, he began to draw on the black mask of the God Judge without hesitation, as if he already had a template in his heart.

After finishing the painting, he took a few steps back and looked at his work with satisfaction.

"Hey Luan, you are a general who is completely drawn with yourself as a template." Hou looked at it with a delicate expression.

The face on the mask has big shining eyes, filled with little stars, and a mouth that is blowing kisses is drawn randomly. Overall, the drawing skills are very good, but it doesn’t fit the image of a god judge at all. .

"Tch, come and draw yourself." Luan was not happy, although he knew that even if he didn't see the real face of the lord, the face he painted would be far from her, but he was not happy to be pointed out bluntly, He stuffed the pen into his thick hand.

"Then I'll draw it for you to see!" Hou was not convinced anymore, he took a pen and walked towards the god judge aggressively, but when he really stood in front of the god judge who had settled down, he became a little cautious again, and his movements I also became cautious, and even the hand holding the pen began to tremble slightly.

"What, what? Hou, are you scared?" Hou provocatively, the latter glared at him fiercely, his heart broke, and he began to seriously describe the appearance of the god judge in his heart.

The others noticed Hou's serious and focused expression and stopped making any noise, waiting intently for him to finish the painting.

When the thick painting was finished and retreated, other people gathered around, were taken aback for a moment, and then laughed out loud.

It is undeniable that thick painting is very serious...but some things really cannot be changed, such as painting skills.

I won't describe how soulful the painting was, they wiped away Hou's work before Hou completely lost his temper, and then the five tigers stepped forward holding the brush.

"My lord, my lord, please don't be angry with me..." He whispered that to the god judge before painting, then his eyes became firm, his hands stopped shaking, and he began to concentrate on painting.The little tigers also raised their heads and watched the five tigers' retreating movements very seriously.

After drawing for half a minute, the five tigers retreated - he finished.

"...I said, retreat, is this how the lord is in your heart?" Luan cupped his face for a while, and then organized his words.

"Yes...yes, what's the matter...Brother Luan?"

"As far as I feel, there's nothing wrong with it." Hou interjected, regretting that he knew that he would draw like this.

Wuhu Tui is very simple to draw, just three curved lines, two for eyes and one for mouth, forming a smiling face.

"Then, that, brother Yaoyan, do you want to draw?" Wuhu asked Yaoyan without being annoyed.Yao Yan shook his head, he is different from them, he is not ignorant of the face of the judge, so even if he does not object, he will not participate.

"Oh! Is it all done? Then I will be the next one!" Tsurumaru excitedly took the pen, and was about to get close to the God judge, when suddenly a soft voice came from behind, but with The voice of awe-inspiring killing intent.

"Tsurumaru, what are you going to do to her?"

Turning his head, Hotaru faced him with a harmless smile on his face, but everyone present could clearly see that his hand was already on the handle of the Odachi behind his back. If he didn't get a satisfactory answer, no one would Suspected that Hotaru's knife would be unsheathed immediately.

It just happened that Hotaru came back from the expedition, and Tsurumaru was really a little bit behind.

Tsurumaru didn't panic, and calmly moved to Hotaru's side, and whispered something in his ear.

Hotaru's original murderous smile also gradually disappeared, and a thoughtful expression appeared.

As expected of an old sword in the Heian era, he lived a long time and was good at fooling people.

"...Well then, if I'm not satisfied, I'll drag you to go hand in hand, okay?" The conversation ended, and Hotaru's hand was also released from the handle. Judging from the current results, Tsurumaru won. one chip.

Although he was not completely out of danger, Tsurumaru's smile didn't seem to care about it.

He stood still in front of the judge, the smile on his face also disappeared, and he became extremely serious and focused, with a gentle light shining in his bright golden eyes.

He was so close to her that there seemed to be no other sound in his ears, only her steady and long breathing.He couldn't help but wonder if she would wake up from the trance state at this time, would she be frightened by him approaching him so close.

When Tsurumaru finally finished his work, everyone gathered together to watch it.

Then, everyone remained silent, even Tsurumaru himself, looking at the painting on the face of the judge, smiled and remained silent.

The face painted on the mask is actually very simple. The closed eyes are slightly bent, covered with dense and long eyelashes, and the curvature of the lips is extremely inconspicuous. It vaguely seems to be smiling or flat. Sipping.The whole face was filled with gentleness full of compassion.

Among the silent people, Yao Yan's surprised expression flashed across.

Just when Tsurumaru was about to break the silence, another person broke the situation first.

"What's wrong, there are so many people around me?" the interrogator asked calmly.

Under everyone's unified caliber, the judges were easily fooled.She picked up the tray that Hou had brought.

"Did you do it specially for me?" After getting thick blushing and nodding, the judge stretched out his hand and touched Hou's head with a gentle voice. "Thank you." Coupled with the face drawn by Tsurumaru, to be honest, the effect is really multiplied.

"By the way, general, I want you to get it back..." Yao Yan stopped suddenly in the middle of his words, and for no other reason, the hand of the God-inspector directly reached out to the mask.

Everyone held their breath, waiting in amazement for the next move of the god judge.

Then, as soon as the interrogator raised her hand, she took off the mask below the nose, revealing a small part of her lower face.

Quite a few sharp-eyed Fu Sangshen noticed that the shape of her lips was very similar to that drawn by Tsurumaru, but now, her smile is more obvious.

"It was given to me by the younger generation who came to visit me before..." the judge explained slowly. "In this case, it will be very convenient to have dinner with you in the future."

She picked up a piece of strawberry Daifuku, took a bite, and then chewed carefully. After the part in her mouth was swallowed, the smile on her lips became more obvious. "Thank you, thick."

Hou was already so shy that he couldn't speak fluently. "Boss, general, if you like it...just if you like it, that's fine."

The god-to-be-interrogated returned to the room alone. She, who had not taken off the mask, lightly touched the eye area on the mask, reached out and touched her nails, and finally picked up the messy garland and put it on gently. the top of his head.