A broken waist warning from a god judge

Compared with the bewildering amount of seasoning, Mikazuki Zongjin said from the bottom of his heart that the work of cutting into pieces, slices and shreds is really very simple.

What's more, this kind of repetitive movement has been maintained for a long time. From the arms to the hands, it seems that they have begun to get used to which angle is more comfortable to cut the knife.

So San Riyue's "potato sticks" gradually turned into shredded radish.

After washing the whole basket of radishes, Jiang Xue Zuowenwen, who was taking out a handkerchief to wipe off his sweat, turned around and saw Sanriyue with a bewildered smile, cutting radishes one after another quickly.

The speed is not as good as Candlestick Qie Guangzhong who is good at this, but his actions seem to have the demeanor of a master.

——It’s this smile, isn’t it a bit weird.

Jiang Xue silently moved to the side, ready to wash another basket.

"Jiang Xuedian, time is running out."

Candlestick Cut put one hand on the edge of the basket containing the green vegetables: "The shredded radish hasn't been seasoned yet."

"Are you asking me to do the seasoning?"

Jiang Xue couldn't help but look at the bottles and cans on the other side. For him, being able to distinguish the basic seasonings such as salt, sugar, soy sauce is the limit. If there is more, he will be powerless.

If the taste of the food is mediocre, he has no problem, what about others?

Can others accept it?

"Don't you want Jiang Xuedian to cook something for your two younger brothers in your spare time?"

With a smile, Candlestick Kiri's tone was full of the feeling of luring the fish to bite the bait: "I heard that there are often big family gatherings at Awataguchi, and then make some food together, and the first phase hall sometimes comes over Ask me how to make certain dishes."

"Every time I see the first-phase hall, I know the true meaning of the word good brother."

Jiang Xue's left words were shaken.

He was visibly shaken.

"Will...will it be difficult?"

This question seems to have exhausted most of Jiang Xue's physical strength, he seemed very ashamed to say this, while keeping his voice low, his ears turned red quietly.

"Of course it's not difficult."

Candlestick cut a bright smile: "It's just a small dish, just pour in soy sauce and vinegar, add a little sugar to enhance freshness, salt to enhance flavor, and finally sprinkle a little chili oil and cooked sesame as decoration."

This description sounds very simple, and the several seasonings he mentioned are also types that Jiang Xue can distinguish clearly.

"That's good...then it's troublesome."

Before he started, the faces of Zongsan and Xiaoye appeared in Jiang Xue's mind. He had already imagined that after he brought out a plate of food, the two younger brothers' surprised eyes would praise him loudly for the delicious food. screen.

This is the biggest driving force for his younger brother.

"It just so happens that Sanriyue Palace has finished cutting all the radishes, so you two can come together."

Candlestick cut called the two people to his side, instructing them to pour soy sauce and vinegar into the shredded radish, and then picked up the long chopsticks and tried to stir it.

"Is this amount acceptable?"

Sanriyue held the soy sauce bottle and asked, "It seems to be a little less."

The pot had a lot of shredded radish, and the soy sauce was diluted into a light brown color as soon as it was poured in. San Riyue compared it with the side dishes in her mind, and felt that the color in the pot was too light, and obviously needed to be processed again.

"Then add more."

Candlestick, who was seasoning Yunjin's side dish, took it calmly: "If you think it's salty, then add some sugar to mix it up. If there's too much sugar, then sprinkle some salt in it. There are always more solutions than problems."

Sanriyue: ...

This left and right addition can make up the taste of a dark cuisine.

He felt that he was sorry for those colleagues who didn't know what happened in their sleep, so he picked up the soy sauce bottle, dumped the bottle without hesitation, and poured out the whole bottle cleanly.

Jiang Xue:? ? ?

Are you losing your mind, Sankayue? !

The shredded radish soaked in the soy sauce soup quickly lost its original crispness and turned into a soft mass.Taste it again, the saltiness that rushes to the soul makes people not want to bear it for half a second, so they drink a few more sips of water to dilute it.

"How about some more chili oil?"

Sanriyue pointed to the chili bowl at hand and asked: "The side dishes used to accompany the porridge are of course stronger and better. Otherwise, after cooking so much porridge, how can I finish it in one meal?"

This reason is really unassailable.

Jiang Xue gave Sanriyue a "Are you serious?" look.

Sankayue would give him an affirmative nod of "I think there is no problem".

"Then do as you wish."

Jiang Xue gave up on himself, so he simply scalded a handful of green vegetables, and according to Candlestick Cut's suggestion, he poured some oil into the pot while blanching the vegetables, leaving the emerald green color of the green leafy vegetables.

This serving of mixed vegetables was a surprise that Jiang Xue was planning to give to his two younger brothers.

After all, Sanriyue Zuojia added chili peppers and Youjia added oyster sauce. What they were holding now was a bottle of fermented bean curd that they had never eaten before.

Can such a hodgepodge of dishes really be eaten?

Anyway, Jiang Xue has made a plan, he will just drink some porridge this morning.

And San Riyue, who was thinking about the whimsical thoughts of the shredded radish, dug out a bottle of cooking utensils from the cabinet.

"Old Godmother?" He read the words on the bottle, opened it again and smelled it, "This scent is good, let's add it too."

So a whole bottle of Laoganma has also become a companion of shredded radish.

Even Candlestick Che was moved by Sanriyue's idea, and wanted to bring this person into his show.

Showing cooking skills every day, if there are too many shows, it will be a bit aesthetically exhausting. Candlestick really hopes to have an extra assistant or guest, who can extend it from other angles, making the show interesting and long-lasting.

When you go back, you can mention it to Sanriyue Palace.Candlestick, who had made a decision in his heart, nodded, and handed the shredded green chili pepper to Sankaiyue.

"I think you still lack this."

He pointed to the messy pot of shredded radish: "Sprinkle some chili shreds for decoration, it will look better."

"Thanks."

San Riyue took it immediately, and he washed it without a teacher and sprinkled coriander on it.

Under the influence of two kinds of supporting vegetables, the red, red, black and black shredded radish wrapped in spicy oil seems not so unpalatable.

"Don't you need to do anything else?"

Mikayue, who is burning with the soul of a chef, is eager to try and want to challenge other dishes.

"Everyone is up." Candlestick cut tactfully refused, "Afterwards, we only need to serve the porridge well."

"That's it."

Miriyue, who looked a little disappointed, nodded: "Do you still need my help here at noon?"

He got a small sense of accomplishment from shredding radishes, and he wanted to keep this sense of accomplishment for a little longer.

"Other people have been arranged at noon. Of course, if you want to help, Gexian will not refuse."

"Then I'll come and have a look at it at noon."

Sanriyue went to see Jiang Xue: "Then Jiang Xuedian, do you want to come together? Cooking is quite interesting, I just discovered it now."

"I don't have to."

Jiang Xue refused immediately: "Is the bowl for the porridge placed here?"

He also learned to change the subject.

"The bowl is in the cabinet, and the chopsticks are in the drawer. The large spoons used to serve porridge are usually placed on the second floor." Candlestick cut a brief science.

There were more footsteps outside the house, and the fusangshen who finished washing couldn't stay idle, and walked towards the kitchen according to their usual habits.

They breathed the unique cold air of winter mornings, dispelling the remaining drowsiness.

"Good morning everyone, I'm here to serve dinner."

Ai Ran Kunijun's energetic greeting sounded: "Huh? Why are Sanriyue and Jiang Xue here."

"Because we are the ones in charge of breakfast today." Sanriyue said with a smile, "The porridge is a bit hot, so be careful when serving it."

He arranged the porridge bowls on the tray, and Ai Ran left with the tray with a lingering daze on his face.

What's going on, why was Sanriyue sent to the kitchen?

This may be something that no one has ever thought about. After all, when mentioning Sanriyue, the first impression is his unparalleled face in the world, and his complicated and gorgeous uniforms. A kind grandfather like a teacup.

Neither the former nor the latter can be associated with the kitchen.

--Wait a moment.

Aizen's footsteps stopped.

The help that Sanriyue said should be simply helping to pass a bowl, not helping with cooking.

The white porridge on the tray does not help Aizen to judge.

He felt that he could cook porridge alone, and it was this kind of white porridge that didn't need any tricks. As Fu Sangshen, he could cook porridge with his eyes closed.

Is that what it is?

Aizen pondered for a while, then forced the tray into the passing Akashi's hand, and asked the other party to carry it to the dining room.

Akashi, who was half asleep and half awake, stood there blankly, his glasses turned white with the heat of the porridge.

Who am I where am I what am I going to do...

He yawned and slowly moved towards the dining room.

Yunjin doesn't have the hobby of eating three meals a day with Fu Sangshen, no matter how handsome her face is, she will feel bored if she looks at it too much.

Besides, what's the point of being alive if you don't stay up in bed in the winter morning?

Upholding such a belief, even though her younger sister kept calling her to get up and have breakfast, Yun Jin pretended that she didn't hear anything.

"Well, it seems that only the two of us can go."

Shrugging helplessly at Yun An, Xiao Ying took her younger brother's hand and went to the dining room with him.

But today's dining room has a slightly weird atmosphere.

The two sat in their usual seats, and their portion of porridge and side dishes were set in front of them.

Unlike Fu Sangshen, who only had a pot of mixed vegetables in front of him, the siblings had three kinds of vegetarian side dishes, as well as marinated and half-cut soft-boiled eggs, the dangling egg yolk inside was slowly Run into the dish.

"This is specially prepared for you."

Candlestick cut put the plate in front of Yun Ying and the others, inside were perfectly fried fish pieces, the crispy fish skin and tender fish meat were closely connected, the excess fat was removed, refreshing and refreshing, it was breakfast the main theme.

"Is it just us?"

Sakura's expression was somewhat confused: "There's no need to treat them differently... as long as we eat the same food as you."

Fu Sangshen is my sister's subordinate.Sakura has a very clear understanding of the identity of the sword men.

But my sister is my sister, she is her, and the other party's allegiance is not to me, so I don't have the power to order the other party.

So when there was a huge gap between the food of the two of them and Fu Sangshen, Sakura's first thought was that this was wrong.

"Today is rather special."

Candlesticks cut a low voice and Sakura explained why the two are so different: "It's not a distinction, it's a kind of insurance."

"……All right."

Xiao Ying accepted this explanation, but she still insisted on eating the same thing, took a small plate by herself, and took some out of Fusangshen's mixing bowl, and prepared to eat it together.

"Let's have dinner then."

Karasuma nodded at everyone, picked up the bowl and took a sip of the rice soup, then picked up the chopsticks, picked up a vegetable, and slowly put it in his mouth.

He barely chewed, and rolled his tongue to send the food to the mouth of his throat, and then swallowed it.

In this short period of less than a second, Karasuma had a brand new experience.

——Only by approaching death constantly can one feel the true meaning of death.

"You are welcome, let's eat together."

He looked at the person at the same table and recommended to his colleagues: "The taste is not bad, and this is made by San Riyue himself. This is the first time I have tasted his craftsmanship."

"Yeah, everyone, don't be so cautious, there are still kitchens that don't have enough food."

Sanriyue picked up a chopstick—not a single one—and ate it under the watchful eyes of everyone. His chewing speed was about the same as usual, and there was nothing strange about it. It was normal after eating, not as everyone thought. In that way, after eating, he would fall down and be stunned by poison.

"Then we'll start."

The other swords were mentally prepared and ate this rare "delicious".

--Well!

——It's so salty!

——What is this wonderful fragrance?

——The first bite is unpalatable, but it seems to be a bit delicious after eating too much.

As soon as the idea of ​​delicious food came up, Fu Sangshen, who came up with this idea, wanted to slap himself twice. He thought that he had lived too long and wanted to seek excitement, but he actually found this food delicious.

But if you eat a lot, you can bear it.

They ate with one hand, and the other hand hidden under the table was clenched into a fist, showing the fact of hard work and patience.

Among the group of fusangshen, only Sanriyue is consistent, no matter whether his tongue has been out of order for a long time, or he really thinks this food is delicious, or his acting skills are strong enough to cover up his true feelings... In short, Sanriyue Truly a formidable powerhouse.

After finishing the meal, Fu Sangshen walked out of the dining room to meet the rising sun.

"Did I live to see the sun?"

Someone murmured.

They seemed to have walked out of hell, and at the moment they were covered by the sun, they were so moved that they were about to shed tears.

"It actually tastes pretty good."

Yun An ate the shredded radish, and felt that Fu Sangshen's performance was too exaggerated: "It's just that the taste is a bit more complicated, and all the basic seasonings are used."

Hearing this, Sakura pushed the plate with shredded radish to his hand.

"Please."

After ordering a little bit of soup with the tip of her chopsticks to taste, Xiao Sakura gave up her desire to eat this dish.

She felt that Mr. Candlestick Che was really considerate. Obviously she wanted to eat this terrible thing, but she thought that she and Xiao An couldn't eat it, so she made another portion for them.

"Then I'm welcome."

Yun An was not polite, instead he shared the tasteless side dish with the other Fu Sangshen, and enjoyed the wonderfully delicious shredded radish himself.

After breakfast, Qing Ran dragged Yun Jin out of the bed by her collar.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow"

"Stop pretending, are you still afraid of the cold with a hammer?"

Shaking the brocade in his hand, Qingran put her on the ground: "Your little brothers are still waiting for your arrangement, the yard has been cleaned up by them, and if you don't arrange some new work, I guess they will be ready." Artificially swept out a dry landscape for you."

"What?"

Yun Jin stood up trembling, still unwilling to let go of the pillow in her hand, opened her tightly closed eyes by a third, and looked around the small courtyard that had been tidied up exceptionally.

No matter how much space there is behind the door, the small courtyard is still an ordinary-sized small courtyard, and after Fu Sangshen is placed, it looks a bit crowded.

"... Hotaru, come here."

Waving to Fu Sangshen who was standing in the distance, Yunjin looked a little headache: "When did you start cleaning?"

Isn't this speed a bit too fast?

Your professionalism is too high.

"Before breakfast."

Hotaru gave the exact time: "Everyone has nothing to do after waking up, so we decided to clean up like we did in Honmaru."

Usually they clean their small courtyard, wipe the dust in the corridor, and sweep the fallen leaves in the courtyard.

The small courtyard is part of their own home, and even Akashi, who is in the late stage of lazy cancer, will take time to clean it to prevent the fallen leaves from accumulating too much and covering the road.

"You guys... you guys did a great job."

Yun Jin wanted to cover her face: "Then you've finished your breakfast, right? Is there anything you want to do afterwards?"

"Someone wants to go to the back mountain to have a look."

Hotaru immediately replied: "There are still some people who are very interested in the books in the study."

"You can go to the back mountain as you like, as long as you don't hurt the animals inside." Yun Jin readily agreed to the former, "For the study...wait a minute, I'll ask Grandpa to see what he means."

After she finished speaking, she was going to look for Qingpan, but Qingran snatched her back.

"I'll just ask. You go wash up and have breakfast."

Qingran looked at Fu Sangshen with a half-smile, "I heard that a miraculous side dish was served this morning, remember to try it."

Hotaru's expression stiffened slightly.

Taste... It's really not an exaggeration to describe it as magical.

Just let the judge personally taste it?

"Jianjian, go to the kitchen to see if there are any side dishes left."

He believed that Jinjian would be able to understand what he meant.

"Yes." Jin Jian nodded and agreed, and walked directly to the kitchen: "Apart from side dishes, is there anything else you want to eat?"

"It's not good to eat too greasy in the morning, so I want to eat white-cut chicken, with a little more vinegar in the dipping sauce."

Yun Jin announced the name of the dish.

"Then Fu Sangshen who wants to go to the back mountain, please inform them, Hotaru. However, although the back mountain belongs to my family, because the area is too large, sometimes there will be outsiders."

"As long as they are not aggressive, you should ignore them."

"But if the other party shows aggression, then you should try to catch it back alive."

She raised her hand and wiped it on her neck: "If you encounter someone who refuses to obey, you will kill it directly."

"clear."

Yingwan nodded, watching Yunjin leave with a yawn.

Fu Sangshen, who was standing in other places pretending to be chatting, had heard it clearly long ago, but he wanted to come to Yingwan to confirm, could they really go to the back mountain?

"You can go." Hotaru didn't dislike these people, "You have heard what the Lord said, pay attention to your own safety."

Otherwise, if you are taken away by others, you don't have to come back.

Fu Sangshen understood the unfinished part of his true meaning.

"Then let's go now."

Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki had already prepared his backpack for going out to explore, and his curiosity was aroused even more when he cooperated with the candlestick to record the program.

The more remote the mountains and old forests, the more yearning he felt.

Because in that unknown place, there are many interesting biological plants waiting to be discovered by him.

"Take me, take me!"

Urashima Toru dragged Nagsoya over and said, "Brother and I are going too."

"Then you guys go, if you can enter the study, I'm going to read a book." Hachisuka didn't want to get involved in this kind of thing, he waved his hand and separated from everyone.

The team that went out to explore also gathered a lot of people. They didn't want to come back right away, so they went to the kitchen to pack a lot of ready-to-eat food, including rice balls and water.

"At this time, I really envy the Lord's backpack."

When California Qingguang thought of Yunjin’s panda head, he wished he could have one: “It’s lightweight and has a large capacity, and it doesn’t take up much space.”

"Okay, don't think about it, it's time to go."

Yamato Mamoru Anding patted Qingguang on the shoulder: "It's useless to think about it. It is impossible for the judge to lend you the bag."

"I didn't mean to borrow it!"

Qingguang retorted somewhat angrily: "I just want to ask if there are similar things for sale here... If you can't afford it now, you can always save more money, and I don't need such a large capacity. I have a one cubic meter Mi, just let me bring something with me."

"Maybe."

An Ding also wanted a similar storage space.

In other words, no one would dislike owning such a convenient item.

"Hey, you two hurry up."

Urashima Torutsu, who was walking ahead, waved to Kiyomitsu and the others: "It's easy to get lost if you fall behind."

"Got it, I'll be there right away."

Qingguang waved back carelessly, and together with An Ding, speeded up to catch up with the large army.

Qingran, who asked about Qingpan's meaning, came over while Yunjin was eating.

"The teacher said yes, it's just the rules in the study, you know."

"I see."

Yun Jin made an OK gesture: "I will tell them all this."

"Speaking of which, I have to read more books. I didn't study much during the time in the island country. I feel that if this continues, my brain will be abolished one day."

"It's comforting enough that you have yourself like that."

Qingran took out a tissue and pretended to be moved to wipe away the tears that didn't exist at the corner of her eyes: "If you are free, why don't you come over and help me with the documents, other people's authority is not as high as yours, many documents only I can do it myself."

"Hey, I don't want it."

Yun Jin shook her head and refused: "Besides, it's Chinese New Year now, you asked me to help you handle the documents when it's Chinese New Year, is what you're talking about human?"

"I'm not human."

Unconsciously, Qingran also snatched half of Yunjin's white-cut chicken.But she was really busy, after saying goodbye to Qingpan, she drove her own car back the same way.

"The life of a social animal is really no fun."

The little hammer was full of emotion: "It seems that the behavior of arresting strong men cannot be stopped, and more helpers need to be recruited."

"God judge, if you are really short of people..." Zong San Zuowen whispered, "It's better to suspend the Fusangshen fusion plan."

"There are so many press cut Hasebe, so many candlestick cut Guangzhong... Wouldn't it be easier to have them?"

"Zong San." Jiang Xue softly called out his younger brother's name.

"That won't work."

Yun Jin didn't feel offended: "A person has three souls and seven souls. If any one soul is missing, it will have a bad influence on him; the same is true for monsters. If the part you share is too long If you don’t take it back, you really can’t come back.”

"They are the missing parts of you, without them, you will always be incomplete Fusangshen."

"Besides, the main body is by your side now, where are they going to find another main body as a proof?"

"I remember seeing a series of books on my grandfather's bookshelf before. The villain in it lost his mind and appearance because he cut himself into pieces. In the end, he became a monster without a nose and was disgusted by everyone."

She thoughtfully wrote out the title of the book and handed it to Zong San, indicating that the other party could look for it.

"This story is very famous, and it has even been made into a movie. If you are interested, you can also watch it. There is a projection device in the living room."

"……That's very kind of you."

Zong San took the note a little disappointed.

"Actually, in the ninja world I went to before, they had some ninjutsu and it was pretty easy to use."

Thinking about the ninjutsu that can improve efficiency, Yunjin hated herself for not having chakra.

Otherwise, one goes to sleep by oneself, one reads a book by one's own, and the other goes to blacksmithing by oneself, and the last book and blacksmithing experience will all return to the sleeping self...

Is there anything more joyful in this world?

No, absolutely not.

"You said that world."

For Yofusangshin, the world of ninjutsu is also an interesting place: "It's a pity that we can't learn it."

"No way, we are not natives after all."

The little hammer comforted Fu Sangshen: "If I can easily learn the abilities of other worlds, then I will be as good as heaven."

"Okay, the meal is over, I'll take you to the study."

There were a lot of Fu Sangshen who followed Yunjin to the study room, but there were no figures of Karasuma and Shuzhumaru Hengji.

The disappearance of the latter is still understandable to Yunjin, after all, Shuzhuwan closes his eyes every day, reading must be very hard (.

But Karasuma?

After asking Yaqie Changgubu, Yunjin found that Candlestick Qie and the others really took what they said to heart, and they really pushed Fusangshen, like Sanriyue, who had no relationship with the kitchen, to the chopping board and kitchen knives. Let them cook.

The villain in her heart was rolling on the ground laughing, in order to maintain her superficial calmness, Yunjin told Fu Sangshen the rules of the study with a straight face.

As soon as she finished speaking, someone who was recording simultaneously summed up her words and sent them to everyone's large group.

"In short, the books you can't touch will automatically generate an enchantment to keep you out."

Yunjin beckoned Hotaru to come over, motioning him to get the books on the shelf next to him.

This is a bookshelf that Yun Jin could only come across before leaving, and for Fu Sangshen, it took a long time to work hard.

Therefore, Hotaru's hand, of course, was blocked by the barrier that appeared out of thin air, and could not move forward one centimeter.

"That's it."

Yun Jin said it very easily: "You can write down the names of the books you want to read but can't read, and you can read them when you are strong enough."

"Don't think about cheating, you will die."

"Then you can watch here, I'll go first."

She turned around and took out a few books she wanted to read, pointed to the reading place in the study, and left gracefully.

The Fu Sangshen stood there and hesitated for a while, then walked towards the bookshelves they were interested in.

How many books are there in the study? Fu Sangshen looked at the endless bookshelf and found it difficult to get an accurate number; but this did not prevent them from standing on the bookshelf to read name on the spine.

Most of the titles are printed on the spine of the book. Some names are quite straightforward, and you can tell what the content is; some are like riddles, specious and reminiscent.

However, the worst thing is that they couldn't get Lenovo Pianpian's book, so they could only write it down in the memo with regret, and wait for the day when their strength reaches the standard, they can read it.

They walked and looked at it like this, and occasionally stretched out their hands to test it, killing most of the time without knowing it.Walking around in such a place, it is easy for people to forget the flow of time. When someone came to the study and asked them to eat, these fusangshen were still a little puzzled.

Looking down at the time again, they not only missed lunch, but almost even skipped dinner.

"It was only because of the reminder from the judge that I thought you should be here."

Seeing each Fu Sangshen piled up with seven or eight books in the first issue, he almost couldn't hold back, and was about to read it; fortunately, there was still a trace of reason left, which prevented him from making the habit of being addicted to books and unable to extricate himself. Behavior.

"I'll go when I finish this chapter."

Yingwan couldn't bear to put down the "Tea Classic" in her hand: "I'll read it right away, very soon..."

His voice became smaller and smaller, and his whole mind seemed to be attracted by the content of the book again.

The appearance of the others is not much different from Yingwan, they all look like they can't bear to put down the book in their hands.

"Let's watch after eating."

One issue and one shock confiscated their books very coldly: "You can read as you please after eating."

It's impossible to just look at it casually, I believe that the judge will not let you spend the night in the study.

"Be careful, what if the book falls apart."

The Lion King, whose book was taken away, looked distressed: "Be gentle when you put it down, I don't dare to use too much force when turning the book."

First issue, one shock:...

I see you all need some therapy.

He half-pushed and half-pushed Fu Sangshen from the study to the dining room. On the table were leftover side dishes from the morning. After a day of soaking, the color of shredded radish became even more strange. It's a stir-fry that you can't go wrong with.

Such as braised pork ribs, such as braised pork.

These are dishes that you only need to put down the ingredients one by one, then fill them with water and wait for them to be cooked.

As for the taste... well, it's a matter of opinion.

Anyway, most of the swords don't care much about the taste of food, they just want to finish eating quickly and read a book.

Even Jiro Tachi looks like he has been taken away, which is quite surprising.

"I found a book on winemaking."

He explained to Taro Taidao: "Usually I just focus on drinking, and I don't know what the wine looks like before I drink it. Now that I know, I want to see more and learn more techniques. brewing."

Taro Tachi felt that this could barely be said to be practical, so he didn't stop it.

"Then you have to work hard." Encouraging his younger brother, Taro looked at Jiro and ran to the study anxiously.

This is really a rare scene, and he, who was worried about Jiro, finally found some comfort.

"Want to watch a movie, Saya?"

Zong San didn't go to the study room, but took out the note that Yun Jin wrote to him, and asked the younger brother next to him: "This is a movie recommended by the god judge, do you want to watch it together? We can also bring the eldest brother together."

"it is good."

The taciturn Xiao Ye Zuo Wenwen nodded, together with Jiang Xue, Zuo Wenwen and his family sat in the living room, found the projection equipment and watched the movie recommended by Yunjin.

Movies have content for all ages, and both adults and children can have fun with it.

After they watched for a while, other swords came together; everyone passed the snacks and drinks in their hands, and the atmosphere seemed so relaxed and comfortable.

Fu Sangshen, who went to explore the back mountain, left for a day and a night, and they ran out of the back mountain on the day of the New Year's Eve.

The backpack that was full when they set out behind them, the food and water in it, were replaced with new things they found in the forest.

"We didn't go too deep."

After taking a bath, the swords gathered in the living room and told their stories to their colleagues: "Maybe there is something in the depths of the back mountain that we don't know. At some forked intersections, we all made the same decision. Same choice."

Either right or left.

There is no problem with this choice, but if everyone's choice is the same, it is really a bit scary to think about.

"What's more, it's obviously winter now, but the back mountain is full of greenery. No one doubts that it's summer."

"The herd of deer running in the forest, and the rabbits and pheasants jumping out from time to time, make people feel like a paradise; the temperature is suitable, even at night, it will not be too cold, and there is no problem in sleeping comfortably."

"It was because we were free that we didn't dare to stay for too long. After eating the food in the bag, we picked some wild fruits and mushrooms and came back quickly."

Hakata Fujishiro showed everyone his harvest.

The thin-skinned and sweet wild fruit really doesn't look like what it should look like in winter; and the plump mushrooms have long been sent to the kitchen and become their mushroom soup tonight.

"If I went alone, I probably wouldn't want to come back."

Urashima Tiger Tetsu covered his face and said, "I remember when my elder brother told me to go, I was quite reluctant, and now I feel shivering when I think about it."

They all have a feeling that if some kind of existence in this forest is malicious towards them, then they won't be able to get out at all.

Infighting alone can kill everyone.

When Yun Jin walked in, he saw that this group of Fu Sangshen felt sorry for each other.

"It's been said that it's the back mountain of my house. If there are no protection measures, then anyone can come in."

Little Hammer said so confidently: "But don't worry, you have a contract with me. Even if you get lost in it, I can fish you out."

——So there is indeed a possibility of getting lost in it?

Fu Sangshen, who hadn't been to the back mountain yet, hesitated.

"Don't worry so much." Yun Jin knocked on the table, making all the swordsmen look at her, "I usually go to the back mountain alone, and the mountain god is also very lonely, so when I see outsiders going in, I don't want to kill or gather randomly." If so, he would be more than happy to keep you inside."

"The pheasant and the rabbit came to you on their own initiative. This is the kindness of the mountain god to you."

"No no no."

Fu Sangshen shook his head again and again, expressing that he could not accept such kindness.

"I think it's good to stay here."

California Qingguang is extremely well-behaved: "Eating and drinking enough to read a book is the perfect life in my dream."

What he said was a sincere distraction, no matter who saw it, he wanted to rub his head and pinch his face.

"Okay then, since you guys don't want to, I'll make it clear to the mountain god."

Yun Jin wanted to say something good for the mountain god: "In fact, he is really a good mountain god, but he is too lonely and no one is with him. You think of him as the kind of old man who lives alone and his children have left home, don't you think? Feel better."

"The children he raised before will leave him when they grow up, some will be dazzled by the outside world, and will turn their heads to hurt him..."

Speaking of this, there was a rumbling sound in the distance, like thunder and rolling rocks.

"Okay