God Judge's Thousand-Layer Routine Vest

Chapter 167 Questions and Requests

The blow was the blow, Hasebe's physical reaction was not slow, he rushed forward to snatch the wine glass to prevent this from happening, but he still failed to do so.

The quick-responsive big fox immediately hugged the hand in front of him, drank the wine in the cup in one breath, and then struck the knife to light up the little tiger's teeth. Fortunately, it was only a shallow cup and the wine was not strong, otherwise he would definitely have to drink it. Have a hard time.

"...all of them, all of them." The interrogator who couldn't laugh or cry could only ask Shikigami to bring another cup, fill them up one by one, and hand them out.

Then everyone discovered that there was a person who was out of place.

Holding a white jade exquisite cup that was particularly conspicuous among the red wine cups full of seats, the god judge took a sip of the wine as if nothing had happened.

"How is the lord's wine different from ours?" San Riyue seemed to be just curious and wanted to ask, as if he hadn't seen all the wine being poured from the same jug just now.

"No...it's not different." Jing Mo replied calmly.

"I remember that there are eight cups in a set," Candlestick cut said casually, "Maybe Shikigami took it wrong, should I change it to a set?"

He remembered that the judges were usually very particular about the matching of glasses and wine, and he hadn't seen him using this kind of glasses two days ago.

"Something happened..."

"Ah, I broke one at noon today, so there are seven left," Owaki Tsubasa stared into the eyes of the judge, and mercilessly exposed him with a smile, "Now it should be It was just right."

...well, I thought it wouldn't be noticed.

The god judge sighed silently, knowing that he had been found out about crushing the cup, he could only lift the jug to pour wine for them as a gesture of favor. He took the cup and continued to sigh with emotion: "Hahaha, do shikigami sometimes take it wrong?"

"Then I'll go get it for the Lord..."

Hasebe wanted to get up immediately, but was stopped by the judge.

"I'll just use this cup—if you're not tired, would you like to play a game?"

Spiritual power precisely walked around the five swords of the world and Owaki Tsubasa, and he felt a sense of comfort, Owaki Tsubasa happily squinted his eyes, and finally put on a cooperative look: "If you If you are interested, of course we are willing to accompany you."

This private transaction was not noticed by many people. Although it was a bit strange for this blunt topic change, everyone still agreed.

After all, it is rare for a god judge to take the initiative to make such a suggestion—although he will participate as long as he is invited. From various board games to snooker, there seems to be no game type that he is not good at.

"What are you playing?" Bai He responded positively, "Flowers and the like are fine, I want to play something more interesting!"

He listed several names, which seemed to be planned for a long time, but unfortunately, the king game that he wanted to play the most was ruthlessly killed by Hasebe after explaining the rules. The others were either lack of props or the number of people. Disagreement, there are always such and such shortcomings.

"Of course the king can only be the lord, and I, Hasebe, will never allow anything else to happen." Da Dao glanced at him arrogantly, and the words he said were sonorous and forceful, "Why, do you still want to order the lord?" ?”

...It's terrible, what did Hasebe do, why does it feel like 'that temperament' is more serious than before.

Tsurumaru glanced at Candlestick Kiri, and guessed half of the answer in shock from his wry smile and shrugging his shoulders, and immediately felt speechless.

So this is the reason why the god judges like you very much, but the popularity vote will never be in the top five. You don't realize it when you read the forum every day... This is so hard that I can't bear to expose it.

"Isn't the game that asked the question very good?" Smiling Qingjiang said slowly, "It's already reached this point, there's no reason why we can't be honest with each other, right?"

"You said that," Tsurumaru quickly remembered the first time they spent the night in the interrogator's bedroom, throwing dice to decide who would drink, "No, no, no, it's rare that he took the initiative to say that he wanted to play a game, no It's not that challenging."

"What game?" Xiaohumaru asked curiously, "Is it before I come?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga explained the rules to him in detail, emphasizing Jingmo's ability to throw as many times as he wants, repeatedly emphasizing that this time he must not sit back and watch the dealer take all.

"Then how about guessing the chess pieces?" San Riyue smiled and said, "Take turns to guess which one is black and which is white in the hands of the person holding the piece, and the person who guesses wrong has to answer the question. One of the people's wants... request."

As he said that, he looked at Hasebe with a smile, and sure enough, the other party did not resolutely oppose it as before, but looked at the interrogator questioningly, and he was very moved.

The wording of the five swords in the world is very euphemistic, at least Da Dao didn't realize that this is a king's game that changes the soup but not the medicine.

"Because it's taking turns to guess, there won't be too unfair a situation," Sankaiyue slanted Tsurumaru with the tail of her eyes, and smiled slightly, "If it's too much, the lord also has the right to stop, how about it?"

What else can the judge say?The other party was so thoughtful to leave a way out, so he could only agree.

"Then I'm going to get the chess pieces," Candlestick looked around and got up and said cheerfully, "There should be preparations at Shikigami, and I'll be here soon—do you need to prepare some food?"

"Easy to take is fine, come back quickly, Xiaoguang."

"Use the points to decide the order. I am naturally the last one." The judge shook out two golden dice inlaid with agate from his sleeve, and he wanted to sigh again when he saw their eager expressions. "Obviously ask me directly." Will answer too."

"Huh? Don't get me wrong," Five Swords Under Heaven frowned, "I think the fun of this game lies in how to get the right to request."

In other words, whoever can ask the interrogator to be speechless wins.

The branches are already a little green, and the wind is not as aggressive as in winter. It is already the season to have a pleasant conversation in the courtyard.

"Spring is approaching, is Yao Lang going on a long journey again?"

Under the golden morning light, the god interrogator and the drug seller stood in the temple courtyard and chatted.

This is the last place where Oboro's bones were buried. The owner of Hongye House spent a lot of time entrusting her remains in the temple and invited eminent monks to chant sutras.

"I'm going to the next place," said the medicine seller, looking at the crowds in the monastery praying for blessings. "There won't be any new monsters here in a short time, and there's nothing to do if you stay here."

"I had so much fun last night that I missed the timing of the banquet," Jing Mo sighed, "Then you might as well come to my place when you have time. Although the style is different from here, you will definitely not be disappointed."

"If there is a destiny." The drug seller did not agree.

The judge smiled. On his shoulder, a scale that originally belonged to the drug seller swayed in the wind. This was his reward for winning the bet, and it was also the coordinates for coming here in the future.

"You came here, don't you want to go in and have a look?" the drug seller asked after a moment of silence.

"I originally planned to do this, but when I got here, I found that it was unnecessary." Jing Mo said softly, looking at the familiar figure in the room, "I'm very happy...my worries are useless."

Hasebe stood in front of the wooden sign with his name engraved on it and recited a prayer silently. Although he had a snow rabbit with lop ears on his shoulder, he could still feel the solemnity and compassion. After the prayer was finished, he After hesitating for a while, he still put the red Xia Xu in his hand in front of the wooden sign, and then left without looking back.

He is not completely ignorant of this intention, but he has no intention of reciprocating it, so why speak out will only increase his disappointment.

"Hasebe."

Hearing the familiar voice, Da Dao immediately raised his head, and couldn't help smiling when he saw the person standing in the golden morning light, and strode over.

"Master, why are you here?"

"I'm here to pick you up," the god judge said goodbye to the drug seller with a smile. "The sun is just right, let's walk back slowly and let them rest for a while."

"You are really pampering them, but it doesn't matter, it's just right," came Dao's happy voice, "If you need it, please just tell me, I will do my best for you, and I will never lose to anyone --anyone."

"I know it, I always remember it," the judge smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Now accompany me to have breakfast, and occasionally try the taste outside."

"Yes, I am honored."

The strange master and servant walked away slowly in the sun, and the drug seller raised the corners of his mouth, and responded to the demon-killing sword rattling back and forth in the cage: "This is really good... no, it's not the same... then , let’s go to Pingcheng capital first.”

"Ugh...ah..."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga woke up with a yawn, his eyes were clouded, and he couldn't remember where he was for a while.

Ah... By the way, I played the game until midnight yesterday. The seemingly simple rules were surprisingly time-consuming. It was really difficult to get the right to make demands from him. In the end, it almost became two parties. Confrontation—they didn't have any secrets that they had to know or what they wanted each other to do. Of course, the focus was all on the examiner.

The result is a big loss, Jingmo's question... In short, I can't answer it frankly!As a result, each of them had to do something for this cunning master, but they didn't even touch the edge of that request.

Even the question "Will you let us stay by your side forever?" has been answered satisfactorily. I really can't think of anything else that can bother him. As for his request, don't worry, in short, just listen His words.

Bai He stretched himself, the sun shone warmly on his body, making him very comfortable.

By the way, I didn't fight much this time, but I feel a lot more tired than before. It probably has something to do with the drug seller. Even if I haven't met him, I always feel that I am being watched by some kind of existence. But after yesterday's incident was resolved, That pressure just goes away.

That's why I slept so long today.

As for the Exorcism Sword that I have been curious about for a long time, it is not so much a sword as it is an existence that feels very similar to myself, but that kind of cold justice and morality cannot be bestowed by humans.

Therefore, even if there is an invincible existence here, in terms of character, I must still be better.

Taidao, who didn't realize that he was also affected by a little bit of competitive spirit, happily got up from the bed, planning to go to the God Judge to fill his stomach first.

Then he found that the master he had sworn to last night disappeared with Hasebe, and Shikigami didn't know where he was, and there was nothing to eat in the kitchen.

What to say "when you want to leave me is your choice", liar!

The hungry white crane angrily went to grab his mother... No, the door of Xiaoguang's room was still empty, as if the god of breakfast had completely abandoned him.

……what is this!

Candlestick cut is attracted by strange sounds.

A weak whining sound came from the room at the end of the corridor. Tachi, who was going to habitually walk over, paused, turned around and looked at the room that he had habitually ignored these few times.

I didn't realize its existence before, but once I noticed it, the faint sense of disobedience was lingering, and the movement inside was much louder than before. I guess this is probably the enchantment effect set by the god judge, After some hesitation, Candlestick decided to leave first.

"...I don't care, but if you don't care, this person will probably starve to death here. This is not in line with the current political position that has always been self-proclaimed."

A familiar voice sounded, with a mocking tone that belonged to historical revisionists—he was sitting cross-legged on the tatami mat when Tachi opened the door, looking indifferent, but the rumbling sound in his stomach completely destroyed his desire to The indifferent demeanor created.

"You are here," Taidao said without a smile in his eyes, but his tone was very pleasant, "I said where did Shikigami go-it turns out that it is a waste of labor here."

The shikigami are all watching the history revisionists and spies here, but they have no intention of giving them food at all—the god judge who was enthusiastically playing games with the children last night forgot to tell them this, which directly caused the spies to be starved for nearly two days.

"When will you go back?" the historical revisionist asked honestly, nibbling on the freshly delivered vegetable leaves. "Where is your master?"

"I think it's a wise choice not to be curious about anything," Taidao lingered on the location of his wound, feeling a little unsatisfied, but replied cautiously because he didn't know the master's intention, "Because your existence itself is a trouble .”

While the teeth of the spies who were unfortunately caught in the corner of the eye were chattering, the historical revisionists began to feel a dull pain in their cheekbones again, but if the judge was not around, he felt that he could try to provoke the other party again , may be able to know more useful information...

"Why are you here?" The judge opened the door and walked in, asking softly, "Have you had breakfast?"

"You're back? I was planning to do it," Taidao turned around immediately, "I came in without authorization because I heard their voices, sorry."

"Originally, the function of the enchantment is not to hide it from you," the judge said nonchalantly, "It's just to avoid other people's eyes and ears, so don't worry about it."

He glanced at the spy, and signaled Shikigami to let him go in the other's gradually blank eyes.

"Things have developed to this point, how do you plan to go back?" Seeing that the two people seemed to be ignoring the signs of leaving happily, the historical revisionist hurriedly shouted, "The time converter is no longer available, can you go back?" Go back? Hey, Candlestick Cut!"

The Time Converter issued by the current affairs had already stopped moving when he met Yaolang, and now it is no different from a piece of scrap iron. Candlestick Che frowned slightly. The way the enemy communicated, the first two private meetings always made him a little inexplicably guilty.

"It's not something you should worry about. As long as you know where you are, it's not difficult to go back." The judge noticed Taidao's discomfort and laughed dumbly. Current affairs, so don't deliberately provoke Guangzhong, you might as well think about what to say."

It must be very angry to let the candlestick cut Mitsutada hit directly in the face.

"He's going to Shizheng?" Candlestick Qie asked suspiciously after leaving the room. He was very surprised that the other party made a choice so quickly, and it couldn't be the result of punching him.

"He wants to go back to the present world," the judge smiled. "With his ability, he can only keep up with us, and he doesn't really want to change his position... Well, let Shizheng worry about it."

"You seem to be very... tolerant to them," Taidao thought for a while, and chose this word. "This is very rare among the opposing sides in the war. Is it because you have seen many parallel time and space?"

If every time history is changed, it will become such an independent time and space, then what is the significance of their fighting?

"No, it's not the same thing. There is only one world line with you. History and future exist relative to each other. No matter where you are, backward is history, and forward is future," the examiner said. Squatting down to catch the snow rabbit that was jumping excitedly from a distance as if to protest, and put it on his shoulder with its small wings, "After we leave, only Fusangshen will be left here Legend has it, but there is no 'Sword Men', everything you do is meaningful, this is a war that bets on the existence of both sides."

"There is only one's own existence, don't be confused." Despite being urged frantically by Snow Rabbit pulling his hair and ears, the examiner was still in a good mood. My master, my only request to you."

The author has something to say: ... Well, a god judge who has never lost a game

If it's a game of kings, you can always avoid it if you are lucky, you are still too young hahaha

Do you remember who the last rabbit belonged to?If you don't remember, you should be able to guess it by watching the action...

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