A broken waist warning from a god judge

Disadvantage of apprenticeship.

Four characters appeared in Yunjin's mind.

She came to this strange land, and before she could do anything, she was touched by a foreign monster.

Although I am a demon with a short transformation time, there are eight hundred weapons that she has flicked through the blade, and those ordinary weapons that do not even have aura will not break, but this one has transformed Fu Sangshen in shape supported his waist.

"Wait a minute, I'll call someone."

She jumped off the sofa and gently placed the knife in her hand on the cushion.

Sanriyue Zongjin still maintained his shape of holding a teacup, the cold sweat oozing from his forehead ran down his cheeks, across his chin, and dripped onto his clothes.

Needless to say, as long as the person who saw this scene was not blind, he would definitely feel the pain.

When the staff member in his office, who was blowing the air conditioner and crossing his legs, was dragged by Yunjin and ran towards him, he fell into silence.

Yun Jin quickly explained to him what happened just now, but San Riyue pulled a wry smile.

This god judge speaks all in Chinese, if the other party can understand, then what is the purpose of asking him to come here.

"Excuse me, can you help me prepare a stretcher and a paper shikigami to carry the stretcher?"

He himself explained the reason to the staff.

"Are you okay with this?"

The staff couldn't believe that this anxious little girl beside her was the one who made Sanriyue show such a painful expression.

It wasn't her, could it be Sanriyue who made herself into such a miserable state?

"No problem, please."

Just like that, the six shikigami carried the upright Mikazuki, together with Yunjin who was holding his main body, through the teleportation formation and came to Honmaru.

The bar looks so high.

Yun Jin looked at the paper figurines who were only [-] centimeters tall, wondering how they would cross the threshold which was about as tall as her own.

I saw the little paper people "babbling", and their two short and thick legs straightened up, and they easily crossed the threshold.

They also used the same method to walk up the steps and across the garden, and finally were blocked by a swordsman who jumped from a tree.

"Sanriyue, why are you lying on the stretcher?"

Tsurumaru looked down on this colleague forever, and it was a great novel experience to make the Mikazuki-sama, who had always remained indifferent, become like this.

As soon as he spoke in this voice, in an instant, many Fu Sangshen came out from the flowers and bushes on both sides of the road.

San Riyue swears gracefully in her heart.

I knew that these guys would not let go of this opportunity to watch the fun, probably since he entered the door, he has been guarding the side, until Tsurumaru jumped down before pretending to come out inadvertently.

But the desire to watch the excitement in your eyes is fully exposed.

"Is this our God Judge?"

Yunjin's height looks similar to Honmaru's Saya Zuomon.

The exact data is five centimeters higher, and Yunjin is the standard one, two, three.

This small one was about to reach the position of his waist, Tsurumaru looked down at the other party, then stretched out his hand to gesture, and sighed how small it was.

"Who is he and what was he talking about just now?"

"Returning to God, his name is Tsurumaru Kuninaga, and he just praised you for being cute."

Sankaiyue opened her eyes and said nonsense, and gave her colleague a warning look, and at the same time switched to Japanese: "Tsurararu Kuninaga, don't mess around here."

"How dare I make trouble in front of you."

The little paper man returned to his short-legged appearance when he was on Ping Road. In order to show his respect, Tsurumaru squatted down so that his eyes were at the same level as Yunjin: "I am Tsurumaru Kuninaga, Built in the Heian period, it has served quite a few masters, in other words, it is extremely popular."

"Ah."

Yun Jin pretended to understand even if she didn't understand.

"It's just that, in order to get me, some people emptied their resource reserves, and some people flattened Mount Atsugashi... So now you can directly own me, don't you feel very happy?"

"Ah."

Yun Jin continued to nod seriously, and after seeing that the other party didn't intend to continue, she turned her head to San Riyue's side: "I think it's necessary for Shizheng to organize a Chinese training class for you."

"Cough cough."

Sanriyue smiled, touching the wound on her waist, her smile twisted into a weird arc.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga was frightened.

"Could it be that you were attacked by the retrograde army on the way back?"

This is the only possibility. There is no Honmaru who is a god judge, and the protective barrier cannot be fully opened. Occasionally, retrograde troops will go directly to Honmaru to attack them, but in the eyes of these swordsmen who graduated early, that It's food delivered to your door.

"Even if there is, it is impossible to be injured so badly."

Seeing that her tea friend had become what she is now, Yingwan stepped forward, approached him and asked, "Sanriyuedian, who are you?"

"I……"

I was almost broken by this harmless-looking little girl next to me?

One can imagine what a sea of ​​joy this place will become after he speaks out.

I, Sanri Yue Zongjin, really can't afford to lose face like this.

While paying funerals for Shinhwa's family, Yun Jin obediently stood aside with her knife in her hand. She couldn't understand what these people were talking about, but she could see the worry on her face.

One person does things and one person is responsible. Since it is the (porcelain) that was (touched) by oneself, it must bear the corresponding responsibility.

"I."

Yunjin grabbed Tsurumaru's sleeve and pointed at herself.

"Crack."

She flicked her fingers, then pointed at Sanriyue: "Understand?"

In English, maybe these monsters can understand?

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga burst into a wild laugh: "What, do you mean that you beat Sankayue into such a pitiful state?"

Even if he was demented, he would not believe such a clumsy excuse. For a weak little girl, that fist would probably kill an ant.

"Master God Judge, you should stop talking."

San Riyue is grateful from the bottom of her heart that her colleagues are all illiterate, ahem, they are illiterate, otherwise it would be hard for him to explain.

"Could it be that you, Grandpa, lost face by being bullied, and specially asked our new interrogator to help you cover it up."

Higakiri also came over, trying to poke Sankayue's happiness.

Kagemaru subconsciously wanted to speak out to stop the other party, but at the moment when the words were about to be spoken, he swallowed them back, with complicated emotions in his eyes.

"It's better for Sanriyuedian to go back to the house and rest quickly."

In the first phase, he stepped forward helplessly, and drove away the few Fu Sangshen who were blocking the way: "It's already halfway through today, and the introductory episode hasn't started yet. By the way, do you need to let Yaoyan go over to help you look at the injury?"

"Do not bother."

Sanriyue felt that it was better to deal with this injury by herself.

There are a lot of wound medicines in his house, and there are still stocks of top-grade acceleration symbols and guards.

It is impossible to recover under such magical props.

Sanriyue and the god judge who had caused a huge commotion left, and the Fusangshen who had nothing to watch went back to their rooms bored, and those who had an inside story yawned and walked towards their destination.

The arrival of Yun Jin was like a small stone, which fell on the peaceful Honmaru life. It is unknown what kind of huge waves will be set off in the future, but now, most of the Fu Sangshen don't take her seriously.

Only Tsurumaru Kuninaga stood still, looking at Yunjin's small figure with interest.

"I always think this judge is very interesting."

Do children not understand beauty and ugliness?

No, these words are more or less used for self-comfort.

If this is the case, why did the judge look at himself and other people without any fluctuations.

At that moment just now, all the famous and beautiful men in this pill came out for a stroll. Mikazuki had a supreme appearance, a beauty that no one could pick out after seeing it. After a while, relying on this face, I hooked in an unknown number of judges.

As for myself, anyway, it is also a gorgeous sword with a golden effect on the stage.

There are also Yingwan and Yiqi Yizhen. The former is gentle, elegant and warm, while the latter is a stable and generous prince. No matter how you look at it, they are all popular types nowadays.

As a result, with so many people, none of them got a different opinion.

"Could it be that the judge is more interested in children?"

Turning his eyes, Tsurumaru decided to send out his most familiar dagger taiko bell. He called Xiaozhen's name and tried to pull him out of the room.

And Yunjin, who followed Sanriyue back to the house where he lived, collected all the shikigami who had turned back into pieces of paper.

"My lord, these shikigami are all one-off."

San Riyue said helplessly to Yun Jin: "When the spiritual power attached to them is used up, they will become ordinary pieces of paper without any special effects."

"……All right."

Yun Jin still stuffed them all into the panda head bag, thought for a while, and took out a glass jar from it, which contained candies of different colors.

"Want to eat?"

Crystal clear stones that can reflect colorful light when exposed to the sun are Yunjin's favorite snacks.

"That's very kind of you."

Sanriyue declined, he had no interest in this kind of candy specially made with gem effect: "Can you please give me the small box in the cabinet by the wall?"

He doesn't think about anything now, he just wants to heal his waist injury as quickly as possible.