The second disease teaches you to be a man [comprehensive]

San Riyue felt that the personality of the God-inspector seemed a little subtle, and now that the conversation had progressed, he was able to understand the urination of the lord a little bit.

Fu Sangshen from Heianjing regained his smile. If the judge really decided to go to the training ground with them, he felt that many interesting things would definitely happen.

"As a god judge, you can accompany us to fight in the practice field."

Sankayue subtly swallowed the implicit sentence "Although you are only responsible for watching with the team and deciding how Honmaru will deal with the opponent's formation" for some insignificant thoughts of his own.

San Riyue saw the black-haired boy's small face with obvious excitement, and clenched his fists, as if he was about to go to the battlefield, and he was more sure of his guess in his heart.

"The practice field is a special space opened by the Government of Time. The scars caused by the battle will be repaired directly after the end, and will not cause damage to our body. It is a good place for swordsmen to improve their abilities." Although most of them are Already full level.

Practice field? It seems that it's time to show his brilliance again.

Guangzhou nodded coldly: "Okay, then let's gather at... this place with strong magic power in the afternoon, and I will announce the list of people going to the training ground."

Obviously, he didn't take the conference hall used for meetings and decision-making seriously, and he decided on the meeting place very freely, fresh and refined.

San Riyue took a look at the surrounding environment - surrounded by Qushui, elegant and majestic courtyards, winding corridors painted vermilion, sunlight penetrating through the gaps between the leaves and licking the ground to form special patterns, he Some headaches twitched the corners of their eyes.

With such an abstract location, he doesn't know how to describe the meeting place to his colleagues later?Do you want to say that the corridor on the right side of the castle tower gathers near the third tree?

But he didn't open his mouth to ask. He had a premonition that the god judge would forcefully give this innocent piece of land a strange name.

The black-haired boy thought for a while and realized that he hadn't finished the matter. "I will announce the arrangement of titles and titles in the future when we gather."

Ah, titles and titles—does the lord refer to the old man on the moon...

The stiff-faced Sanriyue suddenly didn't really want to inform her colleagues to come here.

"By the way, are you short of money?"

The Lord God Judge who suddenly remembered something asked slowly. He didn't know whether he was considering the self-esteem of his subordinates who were short of money or for some other reason.

Sanriyue blinked, and he carefully looked at the cup of ash tea in his hand, where even the tea stems were submerged in various lime particles, and asked curiously, "Why do you ask that?"

"On the avenue where I was inspecting Honmaru just now, I suddenly saw a person kneeling under the tiger's iron hoof."

The black and white tiger next to it whined in unison.

"The man was still holding an empty wine jar in his arms, and was still rolling on the ground, muttering "Don't wake up from the wine, don't wake up from the wine." The boy's tone was serious and cold.

Just when he was riding a tiger just now!Almost caused a stampede!As an emperor like this, how will he win the hearts of the people in the future?

"What if the deeds sung by bards all over the world in the future are—shocked, the emperor of the Augustus Empire traveled with a white-fronted tiger and trampled on innocent beggars one day!—what should I do!"

Guangzhou was taken aback at the time, thinking that this was the legendary Pengci.

"..." Sanriyue's smile remained unchanged, but a drop of cold sweat dripped from her forehead.

Listening to this description, it seems to be one of Jiro Tachi, Nippon, and Fudo Yukimitsu.

He tried his best to restrain his urge to hide his face, and sighed deeply. These guys were ashamed and thrown in front of the lord. How should the lord treat them in the future?

"Oh, so, does he have any characteristics?" Heian Jing's old knife raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, but the people hiding in the dark seemed to be able to see a trace of murderous intent.

"That's a tall woman with disheveled clothes and long hair, she seems to be an oiran who just ran out of a strange place." Guang Zhou blurted out.

From this firm and emphatic tone, it can be seen how vivid this image is, and how shocked he was when he saw such an indescribable scene on the road.

Sanriyue had no face to look at the complicated expression on Guangzhou's face: "..."

Well, he knows who it is.

The glorious image of Fusangshen was completely lost by Jiro Tachi.

"...Because I haven't seen it for a long time, I have received the patronage of the previous god judge, and there is no government subsidy. Everyone is already a little bit shy."

Sanriyue just wanted to quickly change the subject, he euphemistically hinted at Honmaru's current economic situation: "Because I haven't received subsidies for too long, everyone is a little bit cash-strapped, hahaha."

In fact, the situation of Honmaru is even more exaggerated, and it has long been too poor to be exposed.

It seems that the old people have almost eaten the teacup as tea, but fortunately everyone fell into a deep sleep afterwards, otherwise when the judge arrived, he and Yingwan would probably be seen sitting in a row at the door eating teacups.

He glanced sideways and noticed that the interrogator looked pensive, and the little hair flying on his head turned into the shape of a question mark, and continued to add gently: "Do you know California Qingguang?"

After getting an affirmative answer, he dragged the interrogator quietly to the door of Qingguang's residence in California and probed inside. Guangzhou took a closer look, and saw that the black-haired follower was filling the small bottle with mournful expression.

"What is this doing?"

"He has no money to buy nail polish, so he has to fill the old nail polish bottle with water, hahaha, maybe it can be used in the future!" San Riyue raised the dark blue sleeve of the hunting clothes and covered his mouth with a smile.

The large army that followed quietly spat out a mouthful of old blood.

The smiling Qingjiang who was called over by others to follow him was speechless. It's not shampoo, what's the use of adding water!Ah, where do they put their old faces!

Guangzhou, who had never felt the suffering in the world, was shocked. There was a sense of responsibility in his eyes, and he looked at the poor attendants with righteousness: "As a person (follower) of my highness, how can I suffer this kind of suffering? Wait a minute and gather." When the time comes, His Highness will give you pocket money."

Sanriyue: "...Thank you." It feels weird.

"Don't you need to go to school?"

Of course it’s because it’s a holiday now, Guangzhou looked at the quiet and smiling Sanriyue speechlessly, and sighed resentfully, otherwise he wouldn’t have the time to go to such a far place to build imperialism.

"Stay in this place of Honmaru and accompany us a group of Toukenmen, won't you feel bored?"

"Will you leave us after your vacation?"

After hearing the answer, Fu Sangshen sighed, "Of course the outside world is more interesting. Maybe when you see more people, you will find it boring here, and then forget about us guys."

Dao Jian, who came to Heian Jing, raised his eyes that seemed to be dotted with cold moonlight, the love and tenderness in them suddenly faded away, and his eyes were fixed on the black-haired boy.

As soon as Guangzhou raised his head, he looked into the deep sea filled with moonlight, and the phosphorescent ripples on it seemed to be swaying restlessly.

The grass swayed gently, and the summer cicadas were a metaphor for it, floating with the wind, appearing and disappearing from time to time.

Sanriyue's concerns were not raised casually.

In the past few decades, under the management of the Shizhi government, due to the randomness of the staff who recruited the injured, as long as they had spiritual power, they were directly admitted, and the checks were random. He obtained his own sword, which led to the creation of a large number of dark fallen hommaru.

Now that the censorship mechanism of the government of the time has become stricter, it has become extremely difficult to obtain the qualification of a god judge.

Take their former God Assessor as an example, he is also excellent in all aspects in real life.

But after the God-inspector was recruited, the time government's monitoring of each Honmaru began to weaken. After all, the courtyard of the Honmaru is a secret and closed space. Without the permission of the God-inspector, the government's work Personnel are also unable to enter, and regular inspections are unlikely.

Therefore, there is no way for the swords to be treated coldly.

Sanriyue Zongjin, as an Ouhuangdao that is always cheerful in the eyes of others, generally belongs to the group of old people who only need to enjoy tea, and whichever homage it is placed in is held in the palm of the lover.

However, here, he was the first to arrive. Due to lack of manpower, San Riyue could only be forced to go out. He heard about current affairs and the outside world at that time.

Even though the god judge gets along well with them now, he is still a child. The temperament of a young man is the most difficult to guess. He likes the new and dislikes the old. Facing the fate of being abandoned?

Sanriyue seemed to see a trace of confusion in the boy's big cat eyes, and he slowed down his tone, "Or let me ask you this way, how long is the time limit for your signing with the Government of Time?"

Will you...will you always be with us?

Because he is one of the most experienced fusangshen in Honmaru, he hopes that he can exert some pressure with the judge.

But this was done out of helplessness. After the last experience, he didn't want to be abandoned again.

Whether it's relying on the old to sell the old, or relying on favor and pride, he knows that as a sword with a high rarity, the god judge will generally not do anything to him.

This is a little caution from Ping An Jian Lao Dao.

In the end, he was also scared by his predecessor, so this time, he wanted to get the promise of the god judge as if he wanted to grab a life-saving straw.

It may also be that the hug last night was too warm, which made San Riyue choose this hard-won opportunity a little rudely, otherwise, with his personality, he would never ask such a straightforward question.

There was a sudden commotion in the grass, as if someone was trying to rush out, but was blocked.

It's a pity that the pressure Sanriyue wanted to exert was not felt by the guy who should feel it. As a person who can even bear the death gaze from a superpower, Guangzhou naturally filtered it into a gaze longing for love.

In his brain, he sketched the image of a lonely old man who longed for company.

As for the original contract, he didn't read it carefully. Anyway, he was backed by someone behind him, so he was not afraid that someone would dare to cheat him.

The black-haired boy raised his eyes, his curly black eyelashes were distinct, and he was full of breathtaking seriousness and courage, "We will not reject anything, so we will not take anything from us."

Many Fusangshen lying behind the grass widened their eyes, and couldn't help but feel agitated.

They knew that their god judge was tricked by the Shishi government, so they accepted a second-hand Honmaru that almost no one took over, so the lord said that he would not reject everything.

Fu Sangshen couldn't hide his excitement, and stretched out his hand to cover his sore nasal cavity. Did the lord mean that he would never give up on us, did he choose the permanent contract signed by the Government of Time?He won't tolerate the government recycling them back, will he?Won't abandon them?

Now that everyone was moved, Guangzhou raised his hand angrily, and shouted to the sky: "The Augustus Empire is immortal, it will last forever!!"

"..."

All of a sudden, although the master promised not to abandon himself, he felt as if he had entered a cult organization that he could not quit.