A broken waist warning from a god judge

"It seems that teaching materials are not enough, and the current affairs must send teachers over."

Yun Jin realized that she was still not thoughtful enough, so she immediately added this item in the notebook.

Seeing this, Sanriyue had no choice but to say that Fu Sangshen in Honmaru could be taught by him: "If it were me, it would be more than enough to be their language teacher."

If you really want the current affairs to send people over, that will really turn the world upside down.

"Then trouble you."

Yunjin, who was on the way, immediately handed over this arduous task to Sanriyue: "You came here early in the morning not only for this matter, but for the sake of taking over the troublesome things on your own initiative, as long as it is not excessive I can satisfy any request."

"That's right, when are you going to arrange Fu Sangshen to play?"

The bright smile on the face of the god judge made Sanriyue realize that she jumped into the pit on her own initiative.

But as his subordinate, he had no other choice. The sandwich between two biscuits was so difficult to make. If he wanted to please one side, he had to make up for the losses suffered by the other side.

"Go out?"

It seems that the blue-haired boy also mentioned this matter yesterday.

"Is this important to you?"

There is only a simple sentence on the sword account about the battle, let the sword men form a team, go to different eras to fight the retrograde army, and protect history.

Well, Yunjin wasn't too moved by this special mission. After all, this is the history of other people's family. Could it be that she is excited because she occupies the position of guardian?

No, there was no fluctuation in her heart, and she was even motionless.

"It's very important to us."

Sanriyue realized the difference of Yunjin early on, so she had to break up such a simple matter and tell the other party: "First, this is the only way for us to increase our strength."

To be more precise, the part of the spiritual power absorbed from the retrograde army is the basis for them to become stronger. The contract formed between the god judge and Fu Sangshen allows Fu Sangshen to maintain a human form to survive, and The spiritual power needed for survival is far from enough provided by the other party alone.

"Second, it's why we exist, and it's also part of your job."

Aren't the so-called men with swords living to protect history?Fusangshen would not have been born without those retrograde troops trying to change.

"As for the third point..." San Riyue hesitated, "It can make us relax."

Longing for friends, dissatisfaction with oneself, and despair suppressed in this small space... These emotions must be vented by beheading the marching army.

Otherwise they must be driven mad.

"Is it so complicated?"

Yun Jin subconsciously complained: "However, I have objections to the second reason, because this document does not mention that this is included in my job content."

--how is this possible?

San Riyue doesn't believe that a god judge doesn't protect history with Fu Sangshen?Could it be that the real identity of the girl in front of her is actually the granddaughter of the person in power in the Government of Time, and she was sent here to experience the working atmosphere in the future?

"The specifics should still be announced, so during the period of time when the notice is issued, I can only trouble you to take them to study Chinese hard."

"I don't want others to be slow to react when I say something when it's time to play."

You really are embarrassing me.

Cursing gracefully in her heart, Sanriyue had no choice but to nod, indicating that she would definitely urge everyone to study hard.

"But before that, I still need something... I need several strong Fusangshen."

"Is there only one requirement?"

"It's best to be the type that can run a horse on your shoulders."

Yun Jin said with a serious face: "Actually, I can go alone, but Grandpa said, pay attention to your image in front of outsiders, so I can only trouble you."

"Okay, I'll let them know."

Thinking back to the request of the god judge, Mikazuki Zongjin locked his target on the Odachi and Naginata.

Except for Yingwan, the Fusangshen of these two sword types are tall and strong, which is rare in this pill. Even if they follow the god judge to move bricks, they can carry two more bricks than others.

Such a happy decision.

Notified the five people of this decision, and got five pairs of suspicious eyes.

It was difficult to be selected as the first batch of Fusangshen to go out, and they were sincerely surprised by the decision of the judge.

"Are you really trying to make us happy?"

Jiro Tachi muttered to the room where he was alone: ​​"Even if you want to choose Odachi, you should choose Hotaru."

He doesn't have any confidence in himself, it doesn't matter what the attack range is, and he runs slower than anyone else, and usually when he passes by, the others will almost clean up the retrograde army.

Only in some novice Honmaru, their big swords will be taken seriously, especially in the early stage, getting a big sword means having the strongest shield, even if it is just born, it has a shield that other swords cannot Matched defense and attack.

It's just that with the increase in the number of swords, the unique position belonging to the big sword will eventually be replaced by other fusangshen.

Being sent to farm horses, farm land, etc., is the future that Jiro imagined for himself.

In the end, he turned out to be the first batch of Fu Sangshen who walked out of this pill?

"Brother, tell me, do I want to buy a lottery ticket with my private money I saved so hard?"

After dawdling for a long time, Jiro still tidied himself up. The clothes he wore when he went out to battle can be said to be rare in Honmaru. The ornaments on the table were all decorated on his head by him. This is the weight he is familiar with. , It's a feeling I haven't experienced in a long time.

Speaking of which, when was the last time you played?

After thinking for a long time but still not getting an answer, Jiro simply stopped torturing himself with this question. He patted the wine jar by the table to drive away the idea of ​​taking the other party out.

Anyway, there is no wine in it, so what's the point of going out with an empty jar.

Thinking about these useless things, he wandered to the gate of the God Inspector's small courtyard, and saw the little girl standing in the middle waiting for them.

——It’s really a small one.

Jiro, who bears the name of Taidao but is Odachi, is a well-known tall man in Honmaru. Even though Yunjin stood on several steps, he still couldn't be parallel to him.

"Hello."

Jiro greeted the other party with a smile: "It should be so."

"Hello."

Yun Jin nodded at him, this was Fu Sangshen who was the first to arrive after Sanriyue's notification, and he even sent his greetings in Chinese.

It's just that the accent is heavy... It seems that their learning journey is destined to be a difficult mountain to climb.

With Jiro in front, Taro Tachi, Ishikirimaru, and the two Naginata Fusangshin who came from a distance stood in front of Yunjin. They were dressed in battle uniforms, and their bodies were also held in their hands, waiting for the trial. God's command.

Well, a lot of knives!

Yunjin's eyes turned into heart shapes and stuck on the body of the sword: "We are not going to fight today, but to go to Wanwu to move some things."

There was an unspeakable loss in the eyes of the men with swords, and this development was within their expectations. Moreover, Wanwu was a place they hadn't been to for a long time, but compared with the battlefield, it was different after all.

"There are also clothes to change."

"Are you asking them to change into an internal server and go out with you?"

Sanriyue translated at the right time: "That needs to give them some more time to prepare."

Also, if you go to Wanwu, the main body has to be placed in Honmaru.

"If you don't mind, can I keep it for you temporarily?"

Yunjin looked at the Fusangshen with great anticipation: "And I also have ready-made clothes here, and the size should not be a problem."

How to do this?

Handing over the main body to an unfamiliar appraiser, these highly vigilant fusangshen couldn't do it at all.

However, this was the first request of the God Judge, and he just slapped the other party in the face. What if he was targeted later?

Having been in the workplace for many years, the swordsmen who had to learn to figure out the boss's mind were particularly hesitant, and no one made a move for a long time.

"Can't you?"

Yunjin looked at Sanriyue pitifully: "I promise that I will never shoot the knife this time, and I will definitely not let them cut it off. Is this a guarantee?"

"Please give me some time."

The black history was told again like this, and Sanriyue felt the feeling of myocardial infarction.

He pulled his colleagues aside and murmured for a while, reassuring that there would be no problem, and if there was any problem, he would take off San Riyue's head and kick it as a ball, and these Fu Sangshen had to take a step back.

"Then please."

Yan Rong sent the body sideways in front of Yunjin: "It's a bit heavy..."

Are you careful... a little?

Yun Jin seemed to be holding a feather, her movements were extremely gentle and she dared not use any force.

"It's not heavy at all."

She also checked the weight up and down: "With this length, the person who can use you must be tall."

"The naginata is more suitable for people with small stature, but it usually appears in festivals."

Yan Rong's body was stuffed into Yun Jin's pocket bit by bit, and Ba Xing offered his knife forward, looking at Yun Jin with warmth in his eyes.

"It's a pity that weapons only appear in festivals."

Feeling the rare kindness, Yun Jin raised her head and smiled at Ba Xing: "In the future, I will definitely let you play to your value."