God Judge's Thousand-Layer Routine Vest

Xiaohumaru sat quietly in the cave, looking at the half moon in the sky in a daze, the wet sea breeze blowing with salt, made the wound feel a kind of tingling pain that was not obvious.

The moonlight shone on the sea, and the sound of the waves was continuous, with a calming power. He gently closed his eyes, stretched out his hand to press his chest, and carefully felt the changes in the wound.

The forcibly torn skin is slowly closing under the action of the medicine, and the bandage fixes the shape of the wound and also isolates the external stimuli, so that the painful nerves will not be pulled by simple movements.

The fur still needs to be well protected. It is about two or three days in such a mess that it can't get close to the owner.

Pity.

The big fox, who felt that the smell of medicine on his body was very pungent, thought regretfully, but when he opened his eyes, he found that the god-inspector who "can't get close for two or three days" was standing outside the cave and looking at the sea.

"Owner!?"

Fu Sangshen wanted to back subconsciously like a frightened wild animal, completely forgetting the fact that this cramped cave was only a little higher than him.

Fortunately, a hand separated his head from the intimate contact with the cave roof in time, avoiding the fate of a big bump under the fluffy hair.

"injured?"

The judge withdrew his hand behind the big fox's head, lowered his head and looked at Fu Sangshen, who was still undressed because of the medicine, and soon came to a judgment on the injury.

It's not serious. If it's handled well, it won't affect the battle in two or three days. If it's in this pill, it's normal to want to heal on its own.

But because it was a holiday, no one wanted to let the injury affect their interest. There were quite a few Fu Sangshen who consciously came to him for treatment today, but this one quietly hid.

"The hair doesn't even look shiny..." The big fox quickly accepted the reality and sat back on the ground, complaining with his face up, "I wanted to wait until I recovered before appearing in front of you, this messy look is terrible, right?" .”

The judge bent down and put his hands on his head, smoothing the fur of the fox who was surprised by the appearance until it was shiny.

"That's all right, it's as neat and beautiful as before," the judge patted the smooth hair of his hand in a hypocritical way, "you can walk out freely."

The big fox subconsciously rubbed the warm and dry palm on his head, blinked his eyes when he saw the gentle smile of the judge, and asked: "Master, would you like to comb my hair?"

The examiner tilted his head in surprise, his face under the moonlight had clear eyebrows.

"When stroking the animal's fur, it will feel very healing," Xiaohumaru said slowly, as if thinking about the usage of each word, "I feel very warm and relaxed from the bottom of my heart, so if you feel tired , you can come and stroke my hair anytime."

After speaking, he looked at the other party expectantly, completely waiting for an answer that would not be rejected.

"it is good."

The god judge readily agreed to this thoughtful request, sat down with a straightened robe and said with a smile: "Today Yaoyan said that I was pampering his younger brothers, but that's actually not the case."

"He is a strict brother." Xiaohumaru changed his sitting position and moved closer to the god judge, "Although I have only been here not long ago, I also know that you are really good to the short knives."

"It's different," the god judge stretched out his hand to untie the black belt he used to tie his hair, "Standing behind you to protect you from fighting and moving forward, so that you can grow into a dazzling existence without any worries. This is what I am How can it be called connivance for what a god judge should do?"

"Like you—trying to find excuses for me to meet my extra requirements is called connivance," the judge combed his hair carefully with a little spiritual power on his fingertips, "It's true that you want to touch your head. Is it that obvious?"

The feeling of hair being pulled was very comfortable, and the infiltration of spiritual power made people drowsy. Xiaohuwan narrowed his eyes in satisfaction and yawned.

"I'm still pretty confident with fur, and for petting, the bigger animals are more comfortable, right?"

"Yes," the judge laughed, "the fox with Minghu is also very cute, but since he is a friend of Minghu, he can't be treated like a real fox."

"For me, you don't have to worry about this at all," the big fox tilted his head, "The little fox will only feel sincere joy because of the care and love of the master, and occasionally worry about whether he will appear too pestering."

"I should really show Yaoyan how you pamper me," the god judge sighed, "I...have always believed that if time and space determine the fate of each other, then there should not be too many traces left in the first place. , so no matter who it is, it will be much easier."

"But in such a peaceful and soft atmosphere, it is really difficult to stick to this principle." The judge gently tied the hair in his hands and straightened the hair style, "I have to think about it carefully...Okay , can you still tie it like this?"

"The days of fighting every day like this can't be considered peaceful," Xiaohumaru straightened his hair with both hands, and asked curiously, "What kind of place did the master live in before?"

"You all want to know this?"

Hearing this familiar question, the interrogator couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled.

"Little fox is a knife without a past, so I'm curious about it." The big fox didn't shrink back as easily as a short knife, but asked bluntly, "The moonlight is so beautiful tonight, it's a good opportunity to have a long talk, Master, can you talk to me?"

"...Then, just listen to a story." The interrogator pondered for a while and said, "This is a story from a far, far away place."

"Although this is also a period of war, due to various constraints, it is mainly a small-scale battle. The larger the war, the higher the requirements for killing efficiency."

"There is a place that is in such a large-scale war. The strength of both sides far exceeds that of the time-traveling army. The battle has lasted for decades, and the smoke of gunpowder spreads in every corner of the vast land."

"The significance of the existence of weapons is to maximize the lethality of soldiers, so the cold weapons there have gradually withdrawn from the mainstream combat arena." Cheaper weapons were thrown into battle, and gradually it became a requirement for soldiers."

The best soldiers are those with the most blood on their hands, and they don't need to think or judge. This is the deformed concept of war that pursues extreme efficiency.

"The only way to end the war is to wipe out the opponent," Jingmo said as if he was really telling a story. "The war must end quickly, but the war can never end, because life is too tenacious."

"Can you imagine what will happen in the end?"

"Destroy together, or peacefully coexist after being powerless to fight." Fu Sangshen thought for a while before speaking with difficulty, but felt that the words were too pale and depressed, and his white hair was a little drooping.

The judge smiled, and did not make any comments on this answer, but continued his story: "Later, they developed weapons aimed at consciousness and spirit almost at the same time, and soldiers with strong will can even use special weapons to simultaneously Disturbing the minds of thousands of enemies, crushing their spirits, invisible battles exist all the time, and there is no time to relax."

"They use various means to replace sleep so that they can recover faster and go into battle. Only the best fighters can enjoy natural sleep in a special protective body. Every minute and every second is precious."

"When you are awake, emotional fluctuations mean that you are more likely to be killed, so the two sides in the battle become more and more numb and indifferent, and all their actions are for more destruction—" The story of the judge came to an abrupt end. The deputy didn't intend to talk about the ending, "Comparing this way, the atmosphere around you is simply too soft."

"Is this just a story?" Xiaohumaru looked into the eyes of the judge and asked.

"It's just a story to you," the judge replied softly, "I have many, many stories before this, and not all of them are as heavy as this one."

"...Then, can Xiaohu give you a hug?" Fu Sangshen said seriously, "Just don't move."

"Yes, yes..." The judge glanced at the height of the cave, and sat with his arms open, "Come on."

The big fox didn't rush over as the judge thought. He stood up with one hand on the ground, knelt upright in front of Jingmo, and gave him a comforting hug.

This hug was not short-lived. The cool and bitter smell of the medicine mixed with the moisture of the sea permeated the air. The sound of the waves gradually calmed down. The God Judge folded his arms and patted the big fox on the back lightly.

"Although I don't know when the battle here will disappear, please call me whenever you want to feel a sense of healing," Fu Sangshen took a step back and sat down, begging softly, "Or when the moon is bright, Let’s tell the little fox some stories about distant places.”

"If it's just a story, I can tell you One Thousand and One Nights without repeating it." Jing Mo put one hand on his lap, intending to distract the other party by talking about something light-hearted. Too much."

"On the ocean, sometimes there will be a huge vortex, and there is a kind of 'eclipse' in it, which is a channel connecting the big and small worlds." If so, I’ll take you to see it, it’s a very interesting place.”

"Oh?" Xiaohumaru was indeed attracted attention, "There is such a thing, the so-called small world, does it mean the existence of Gao Tianyuan?"

"The definition of Gao Tianyuan belongs to this world. The small world has its own god system, which is completely different from this place, but because it is very close and often communicates, it will not make you feel uncomfortable."

"In other words, ordinary humans can go there through the vortex, right?"

"Yes, but when I'm not around, try not to get close to the abnormal vortex," the judge reminded him, "Some vortexes lead to the lair of a huge existence. If you accidentally see it, you will have nightmares at night."

The big fox nodded obediently, and the judge couldn't help but reached out and touched his head again.

Fu Sangshen was stunned for a moment and laughed, showing his pointed canine teeth, and rubbing his reassuring palm.

"It's time for the ebb tide, let's go and meet up with the others." There were small footsteps and calls in the wind, and the god judge stood up with a smile, "Thank you for your company tonight, in return, when you want to recover quickly , feel free to come and find me.”

"Although injury is a manifestation of immaturity, but after understanding this truth, you can still fight fearlessly. Isn't it a proof of heroism? I am still too demanding of you."

Let's find a chance to talk to Yaoyan again. The influence from the previous work is really not so easy to get rid of, but it's not too late to find out now.

"Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki, can you show me your pistol/gun?"

The short knives surrounded the judges with laughter and noise, looking for crabs to dig shells. Kokomaru grabbed Mutsu Mamoru and slowed down, hanging on the tail of the large army to make a request.

"Are you interested in this too? Oh, I really can't tell, haha," Da Dao quickly took off the gun from his waist, "I thought you didn't have any idea about these things."

"Is this the kind of weapon that replaced us?" Kohomaru fiddled with the pistol/gun jerkily, "What's so good about this thing?"

"There are so many things to talk about. Its attack distance is much longer than the Iage distance. It is so fast that it is difficult to defend against. Most importantly, as long as it is skilled enough, a thin person can easily knock down a strong man!"

"Ah, but there are also shortcomings," Da Dao said excitedly, and then added as if remembering something, "If there are no bullets, you can only be slaughtered."

"Is that so?" Kohomaru returned the pistol/gun to Mutsu Moriyoshi, "Is this the kind of fighting that humans in this world use?"

"Although I haven't been there, this guy should be out of date." Mutsu Mamoru replied a little sadly, "After all, hundreds of years have passed, and I heard that a shell in this world can destroy a town casually... ...so there's no point in obsessing over fire/guns."

"Is there a war in this world?"

"Although the weapons have become more powerful, there are not many battles. The biggest battlefield is where we are." Mutsumomo scratched his nose, "Fighting is in history, and the world is very peaceful, so we are in this era. More useful than fire/guns!"

"I understand. When I return to Honmaru, can I ask you how to use the fire/gun?" White-haired Taidao asked politely.

"Do you really want to learn?" Mutsu Mori asked excitedly, "Really interested? Haha, what else is Izumi Mori talking about? Those guys in the Shinsengumi always cling to old-fashioned ideas, obviously born in the revolution the era of—”

"Ah? Mutsu Mori, what are you talking about?" Izumi Mori Kanesada, who can detect sensitive words up to [-], yelled aggressively, "Why do I seem to hear your opinion on the Shinsengumi?"

"We have no problem with the Shinsengumi, but we have a lot of problems with you." Mutsu Mamoru countered back as usual, "You don't even agree with the fire/gun that the Sanjo family can accept. What kind of popular sword is this?"

"! I just hate fire/guns!" Izumi Mori Kanesada said angrily, "Anything else is fine, I just hate fire/guns! Kohomaru is just curious, it's not that he wants to fight with fire/guns, yes Bar?"

While talking, he turned his head to Xiaohuwan for confirmation.

The big fox blinked his eyes and raised his hands horizontally and took a step back. He had never dealt with Izumi Mori Kanesada, and he didn't know his heart knot about fire/guns, but this did not prevent him from staying away from this quarrel wisely.

"Xiaohu thinks this is nothing to argue about? The important thing is what the master thinks is good. Isn't it good to learn new weapons that eliminate fire/guns in the future?"

"Ah? Is there something new that eliminates this stuff? Then I'm interested," Izumi Mori Kanesada gritted his teeth and said, "Just wait and see."

"We are also very interested. Otherwise, we can discuss with the master, can we get some to put in this pill...there is still a lot of money left."

"Hey Mutsu Mori, what are you doing with the master's money every day!"

The author has something to say: Hmm... If there was a little fox ball in reality, he would not be depressed or anxious

But no, so I can only lick Jingmo's QAQ

If you feel tired, you can come and stroke my hair anytime

The background of Jingmo's last job came out a bit~

The "eclipse" mentioned in the article probably also reveals the age... Can you guess which one it is?

But when it comes to the moon and the sea, my first reaction is still =v=

Isn't it worthy of praise for so many words recently?Hurry up!

I was already in the hotel when I sent it out, please wish me success in the exam =3=