A broken waist warning from a god judge

Six Fusangshen and one God Judge are the standard team configuration; this combination has also appeared in Wanwu before, but the person involved—specifically the God Judge—was immediately photographed by the crowd and thrown on the forum After enjoying a wave of ridicule, no one dared to do it again.

Therefore, most of the god judges only bring one or two swordsmen with them, not so much to carry things, but to show off their European spirit.

The rarer the sword, the higher the chance of appearing in Wanwu.

However, the strange combination that just walked by is not the same thing.

Of the Fusangshen in the team, only Sankazuki Zongjin and Bakata Naginata could be classified as rare, and the rest of the Otachi and Naginata were all types that could be picked up a few more times when they were out in battle.

As for Sanri Yuezongjin, this charming old man was still the object of everyone's showing off in the early days, but as time went by, it can basically be said that he was handed over, and the sense of novelty decreased a lot.

"But that's not a problem, I just want to know where she buys the clothes she wears for her Fusangshen!"

The simple yet elegant black suit, with dark lines that can only be seen after walking in, reveals a kind of ultimate luxury, not to mention the tailoring design that will not deform during actions, making it impossible to look away.

Perhaps considering this point, Yunjin also thoughtfully provided them with sunglasses, and after wearing them, their aura was fully opened.

At the same time, he is so handsome that he can blind the eyes of passers-by.

As a member of this team, Ishikirimaru is under a lot of pressure.

After so many years, he never imagined that being the center of the crowd would be such a tormenting thing.

The supposedly harmless eyes shot from all directions, and the heat contained in them could almost ignite his back and burn him into a ball of ashes; it also made Ishikirimaru have to admire Mikami Tsukimune who was walking behind the God-inspector, standing on the ground. So in the front position, the arc of the smile has not changed.

"The exchange office... that's where it is."

Holding a map, Yun Jin pointed to a building not far away and asked, "But why are there so many people today?"

If I knew it earlier, I would come back tomorrow.

"Today is pay day." San Riyue answered Yun Jin's question, "All the god judges who have been in office for a month can come here to claim their allowance."

The shouting shops on the side of the road also took advantage of this opportunity and tried to empty out these god-inspectors whose wallets had just bulged.

"Ok."

Although it was such a good day, Yunjin didn't have the idea of ​​returning empty-handed. She took out her mobile phone, and after confirming that she had read the numbers correctly, she asked the Fusangshen to go to the resource store first.

"By the way, ask me if there are better quality charcoal, jade steel, whetstones and cooling materials."

"But Lord God Judge, Honmaru has reserves of these resources, and they are enough for us to use for a long time."

Even if the other party has money, Sanriyue doesn't want to spend a high price to buy back a bunch of things with duplicate functions. He wants to buy some acceleration talisman guards and the like, so as to promote the plan of one sword and one guard.

"No, what the government of the time sent is rubbish."

Yun Jin frowned in disgust: "Use those things with a lot of impurities, no wonder you are still so brittle after being transformed for so long."

"Junk goods?"

Sanriyue was dumbfounded, he had been using those resources since he was born, and he had never heard of being dismissed for poor quality in all these years, but the person in front of him was his judge, so naturally there was no problem saying anything.

"I'll go and see how much grandpa sent me, and then I'll go to the store to find you."

Yun Jin waved at Fu Sangshen, and stood at the end of the line with her small bag on her back. The long line in front of her got shorter and shorter. When it was Yun Jin's turn, she had to stand on her toes to see the people inside the counter clearly.

"Hello, I want to check the balance in the card, and then exchange some of the Jiazhou gold and small judgment."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

Very good, it seems that what I said is quite standard.

Compared with Fu Sangshen, who has no language talent, Yunjin thinks she is a bit better. This sentence is the result of her half-day practice with the translator last night.

She waited patiently for a while, and after receiving the shocked look from the teller, she filled out another form, and walked out of the exchange office with two bulging money bags.

The smaller bag contains Xiaopan, which can be used in a wider range, and can be purchased with Xiaopan except for special props.

The bigger bag is full of Jiazhou gold, which can be bought for anything, such as the top-grade acceleration talisman, and it is even enforced that it can only be traded with Jiazhou gold.

The biggest difference between these two currencies is here: after the contract between the judge and Shizheng is terminated, the small sentence cannot be discounted, nor can it be exchanged into other currencies, but Jiazhou gold can be exchanged into real currency on a one-to-one basis.

In some gray areas, there are also those who are willing to exchange small contracts for Jiazhou gold, but the exchange rate is quite a pit, which is basically half of the market price.

This is why most of the god judges are only willing to settle with small judgments, and never use Jiazhou gold unless they are forced to.

But these things have nothing to do with Yun Jin, she quickly found those Fu Sangshen who were wearing special clothes, and she also sighed in her heart for her wit, if she let them all wear her own clothes, they would definitely sneak into the street Among thousands of people, I couldn't find where my Fu Sangshen was for a long time.

"Master God Judge."

San Riyue also saw Yun Jin's particularly eye-catching figure, with brilliant blond hair paired with a pair of red eyes, and the hairstyle that was combed into double ponytails by the swordsmith, which cannot be ignored wherever he goes.

"Here, this is yours."

Yun Jin directly handed the bag containing Xiaopan to the other party: "I don't know what you need, so go and buy it yourself."

"By the way, did you ask about resources?"

"I'm very ashamed, I didn't gain anything at all."

The Fusangshen felt 100% ashamed. During the nearly one hour since Yunjin left, they had no use for insinuations, and there was no response to their outspoken inquiries. Tucked inside the sleeves, it was exactly the same as the beckoning cat in front of him.

"I see."

Yunjin understood again, she stood on tiptoe and patted Sanriyue's arm, expressing that she had understood their difficulties.

"Master God Judge, what are you going to do?"

"Use money to smash, kill, him."

At this moment, San Riyue couldn't tell whether the smashing to death was to be taken literally or as an exaggerated description.

Yunjin walked to the counter, without saying anything else, first put the bag of Jiazhou gold on the table, from the untied mouth of the bag, you can clearly see the brand new coins inside.

"Miss, what do you need?"

Unlike Fu Sangshen, the shop owner reacted immediately. He looked at Yunjin with a smile, and didn't take it lightly because of his short stature.

"I want to buy some higher quality resources."

After Yunjin finished speaking, Sanriyue wanted to go forward to translate, but the store waved him to stand back, and he spoke fluent Chinese: "The quality of the products sold in the store is also very good."

It is also a type that is uniformly provided according to the requirements of current affairs.

"I want better, money is not an issue."

Yun Jin pointed to the money bag: "This is just a deposit. If the quality and quantity can meet my needs, we can cooperate for a long time in the future."

"Then please come with me, Miss."

The shopkeeper's hand brushed over the bag, and the big bag of money disappeared under the hands of the other party, as if it had been taken into some other space.He turned sideways, and the counter automatically opened an opening, just enough for one person to pass through.

"Can't we let them go with us?" Yunjin looked at Fu Sangshen who was standing beside him, "I can't carry too much by myself, and I don't want to go too many times by myself."

The expressions of those men with swords also said that if Yunjin was allowed to follow this store alone, they would never allow it.

In case their god judge is kidnapped, where can I get it back.

"Then I would like to ask you, Miss, to take care of my business today."

The shopkeeper, who smiled like a cat, agreed to this extraordinary request. He called someone else to take his place, took Yunjin and his party to the backyard of the shop, and walked into a passage leading to the ground.On this long road, only the torches on the wall provide a little light. The further you go down, the more oppressive the atmosphere becomes.

Perhaps because of the tacit understanding over the years, the footsteps of the swords and swords overlapped together; Yunjin's soft landing sound was covered up, and the shopkeeper almost suspected that he had lost someone behind him.

"What you want is in front, please feel free."

At the end of the passage, there is a room that is so bright that it seems that the day has moved here. In addition to the high-quality resources needed by Yunjin, which are piled up into a hill, there are also other commodities.

The top-quality omori sold at a sky-high price outside is just placed outside in such a large box, and it doesn't seem to provide a single sale service. It is estimated that a whole box will be enough to buy.

The swordsmen looked around at the goods on the shelves, their hearts tightened from time to time, and they tried hard to suppress themselves so as not to show a gaffe expression.

——The store on the ground is the watch world, so this is the inner world.

They truly realized the power of wealth.

—The damned rich man!