[comprehensive] review face into a mystery

"So, I'll trouble you to accompany her today, and it's okay to leave if you have something to do." Sitting cross-legged on the worship bench placed in the corridor, the God-inspector said this to Taro Tachi, the valet sitting next to her.

"It's okay, being by your side can always calm the mind, I like this feeling very much." Holding a cup of tea in his hand, Taro Tachi calmly responded to the judge.

"Really? That's good..." The god judge seemed to have remembered something, and gave Taro Tachi another instruction. "If other people come over, don't stop them from doing anything other than taking off my mask, as long as it's not too much."

Taro Tachi nodded, expressing that after he understood it, he noticed that the originally slow breath of the mind examiner became longer and more steady, and she actually entered the state of trance in an instant, as easy and free as breathing.

Taro Tachi also closed his eyes slightly, not because he wanted to enter samadhi or something, but just closed his eyes to rest his mind.

"........." Standing in the shadow of the house, Yamabuchi poked his head out slightly, his blue-green eyes looked towards the direction of the judge, and he could see that the judge was entering samadhi with just one glance, even though she There is no difference between his posture and sitting there quietly, but he just knows it.

His hands are tightly protecting the plain pottery flowerpot, and in the soil of the flowerpot, there is a thriving sunflower that has already budded.

He originally planned to show it to her. He didn't want to ask her for credit or anything. He just wanted to tell her that I cherish this gift you gave me.

However, the timing of picking this time is not very good, she will not pay attention to any external things while she is in samadhi.

After thinking about it, he took back his stepped foot and turned in one direction.

Touching the stalk of the sunflower, a gentle smile appeared on the face covered by the white cloth.

When it's really open, show it to her.

With that in mind, he quietly left.

The sound of footsteps gradually approached, and Taro Tachi, who had closed his eyes, opened his eyes. Standing in front of him were Zongzo Zuomonji and his younger brother Saya Zuomonji.

Xiao Ye was held by Zong San with one hand, and tightly held a white shallow plate with the other hand, and on the plate were neatly arranged dried persimmons.

After knowing that Xiaoye likes persimmons, the god judge took him to Wanwu and bought him a big basket of persimmons. Although they can be grown in this pill, it takes time to grow them, so they have to eat ready-made ones. Still need to buy.

The judge at the time was surprised when Xiao Ye revealed that she asked her if Honmaru was in financial distress and wanted to exchange him for money, and then explained that he was just bringing him to buy things, and said-"Even if there is really I won’t abandon you even if there is a financial crisis, I will always find a way.”

She said that, and then took Xiao Ye to buy a lot of persimmons.

However, it is quite difficult to solve such a huge number of persimmons before they rot, so under the advice of her brothers, Xiao Ye went to Candlestick Cut to learn how to make persimmons.The plate of persimmons in his hand is the best result he has made so far after studying. He wanted to give this persimmon to his master who treats him tenderly, so he came to the God Judge today under the leadership of his brother.

"She's sitting in meditation..." Xiaoye, who learned from Taro Taidao's mouth, lowered his head slightly, knowing that people with deep knowledge will be isolated from the outside world after sitting in meditation, so he is now interested in What she said was useless.

Putting the persimmons sprinkled with a light layer of white icing sugar on the side of the god judge, Xiaoye took the hand of his brother who came to accompany him, and didn't move when he was about to leave.Zong San felt his younger brother's pause, and followed his line of sight suspiciously.

Xiao Ye's gaze was firmly glued to the long white hair of the God Judge.

"Xiaoye?" Hearing his brother's call, Xiaoye came back to his senses a little bit, he raised his head, and there was light shining in his dark blue eyes.

"Brother Zongsan, can I touch Master's head?" Xiaoye's face was full of anticipation, which suddenly diluted a lot of the usual gloomy atmosphere, which seemed more in line with his appearance at this age.

Zongsan, who hoped to satisfy his younger brother's wish as much as possible if possible, showed a somewhat embarrassed look. Generally speaking, such behavior is quite disrespectful, especially since they are the existence of swords who are judges of the gods. There is a superior-subordinate relationship.

Sensitively aware of the hesitant look on Zong San's face, Xiao Ye also restrained his emotions. He also knew that his request might be too much, and he didn't want his brother to make things difficult for him.Just when Xiao Ye was about to say it was over, Taro Tachi finally spoke at this moment.

"Do as you want." The stable and holy Odachi said gently. "The master will not mind this matter."

His words attracted the unanimous attention of brothers Zuo Wenwen and Zong San, seeing the expression on Xiao Ye's face, he smiled in relief, and thanked Taro Tachi.Taro Tachi just smiled and shook his head.

"Even if you ask the master, she will not refuse, so don't be so nervous."

Zong San let go of Xiao Ye's hand, and watched Xiao Ye trot back to the side of the sitting cross-legged judge.

Fu Sangshen, who looked like a child, stared at the long hair scattered behind the God Judge with sparkling eyes. He hesitated when reaching out his hand, and blinked several times after actually touching her hair.After touching it several times with nostalgia, Xiao Ye's eyes turned to the top of the God-inspector's head again.

He walked from behind the god-judgment to the side of the god-judger, raised his hand slightly on tiptoe, and touched the top of the god-judgment with his calloused palm, but it wasn't like touching his hair so many times before. Xi Xiaoye just patted the head of the god judge lightly—as gently as she had touched her own head before, then quickly let go of her hand and ran back to Zongsan to hold his hand.

"Is it ready?" Zong San lowered his head and asked.

"Yeah." Xiao Ye's face was red, and she nodded vigorously. "Very happy. I want to tell brother Jiang Xue later."

"Ah, my brother will be happy for Saya too." Sosan nodded to Taro Tachi, and then left with Saya.

Taro Tachi watched the two brothers leave, with a faint smile on his face, took a sip of the tea in his hand, and caught a glimpse of the compassionate smile on the lips of the God Judge from the corner of his eyes.

She really doesn't care about things of this level.

"Mr. Taro Tachi, what is your master doing?" Hearing the question, Taro Tachi raised his eyes, and the similar-looking Hirano and Maeda were standing there obediently, their eyes glowing with curiosity.

"It's Hirano and Maeda." Taro Tachi explained to them. "The master is entering samadhi, and I am accompanying him as a close attendant."

"In meditation?" Maeda looked at Hirano, who looked thoughtful.

"I remember, it should be something similar to meditation, right? All in all, it's better not to disturb the Lord." Hirano said to his brother seriously.

"Hmm..." Maeda turned his gaze back to the God Judge. "But the Lord is wearing such thin clothes today, will he catch a cold?"

The temperature in early summer is still unstable. A few days ago, it was cloudless and extremely hot, but today it suddenly turned cold. Even the fusangshen who don't have obvious physical sensations have noticed it, but the examiners have always been like that. Set of black dresses.

"Huh? This question...is the same..." Once you notice this question, you will become very concerned, and even Taro Tachi will fall into deep thought. His body is still quite fragile, and it won't feel good if he catches a cold.

Maeda and Heino looked at each other for a while, and then Maeda suddenly let out an "ah".

"Huh? Did you think of something?" Hirano noticed Maeda's voice and asked if he had noticed something.

Maeda nodded, and then untied the cord buckle of the cloak that was draped behind him. Seeing the small cloak that Maeda was holding in his hand, Hirano knew what he wanted to do.

"Mr. Taro Tachi, can we put a cloak on the lord?" Taro Tachi was consulted, and naturally the two short swords Fusangshin who did not get any objection approached the interrogator. Maeda stood behind and hung up the cloak The shoulder of the god judge, and Hirano stood in front and tried to fasten the rope buckle.

but failed.

The God Judge is thin and thin, but the skeleton of an adult woman is still there, and she is considered a tall type among ordinary women. At least, the small cloak of Maeda's size wants to wrap the God Judge's upper body Wrapping it is still quite difficult.

Maeda and Heino looked at each other, and they could see deep frustration and disappointment in each other's eyes.

"Maeda and Heino, what are you doing?" Akita's voice sounded suddenly, and after explaining the whole story to the running brother, the pink-haired dagger Fusangshen rolled his eyes, as if thinking of something, pulled over Hirano and Maeda murmured.

"Huh? Is this okay?" "The size should be fine...but do you agree?" "Let's ask?"

This is all that can be captured. They seem to have finished their discussion. After politely saying goodbye to Taro Tachi and explaining to find a more suitable thing for the judge to wear on their bodies, the three short swords Fusangshen ran away.

Taro Tachi looked at the backs of them running away, and then looked at the inner uniform he was wearing, which was also the type that could not be disassembled and put on by the god judge.

Just wait for them to come back.

Taro Tachi thought so, and put the teacup in his hand aside.

"Brother——" The highly recognizable voice and the content of the words immediately let Taro Tachi know who is coming, and when he raised his eyes, it was Jiro Tachi who was striding forward with a small wine pot.

"Ah~ my lord is here too—what are you doing?" Jiro Tachi's voice sounded erratic, and his body smelled strongly of alcohol.He bent down, smiled brightly and approached the face of the judge.

Taro Tachi calmly stretched out his hand and pushed his younger brother's head away a little.

"The master is entering meditation now."

"Hmm~" Jiro Tachi straightened up, his drunken eyes finally settled on the beautiful white hair of the God Judge. "Brother, did the lord say that she can't touch her hair when she enters samadhi~?"

The upright Taro Tachi shook his head honestly. "As long as you don't take off her mask, everything else is fine."

The smile on Jiro Tachi's face deepened. "Then, I want to comb my lord's hair!" While speaking, he also raised the small flagon and poured a big gulp of wine into his mouth. "My lord's hair looks very beautiful, if you dress it up, it will definitely be even more beautiful~"

Taro Tachi doesn't object to his brother's plan, however.

"Before then, you should go to cleanse and take a bath and wake up the bar, don't get the smell of alcohol on the master."

This time, Jiro Tachi obediently agreed, although he thought that the judge would probably not mind these things, but it was a matter of respect.