Be a God Inquisitor from Scratch

The girl turned her head and asked earnestly, "You...do you want to go with me?"

this sentence.

Ye Wang knew that the seed he had planted had broken through the ground and could see the sun.

But he didn't dare to go any further.

It may be a rare opportunity for her to ask this question now, but Ye Wang knows that it is actually just out of guilt, and if she makes a mistake with a slight carelessness, it is very likely that she will lose everything.

He carefully looked at the gap, not daring to go any further.

"No, I have other things to do."

Ye Wang smiled and refused.

Seeing her somewhat lost and relieved appearance, he smiled even wider, but his heart fell to the ground.

"But if the matter is over, I will come to you."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you."

"It's a word."

"A word is settled!"

…………

Huali pinched the corner of her clothes hard, because she had been tangled up here for too long, and the corners of the clothes were almost crumpled into a wrinkled ball of cloth.

Seeing that the sun is mercilessly heading towards the west gradually, it seems that it is about to set.

The girl realized that time didn't care about her entanglement at all, and was heading towards the night little by little-if she didn't make up her mind, then she might return without success this time.

Huali doesn't want to do this anymore, and now she has no right to hesitate.

Even though she turned back from this door again and again, when she returned home in the past, there was comfort from her father, pity from her brother, and snacks from her mother waiting for her.

"For Huali, no matter what decision you make, everyone will support you."

"Don't be afraid, Huali, I'm here."

Her brother's voice and smile are still in her mind, as clear as yesterday, but the girl knows that that person is no longer there.

He has... gone to another world.

She didn't know what happened, she didn't know who did it, and she didn't even know who to pour out her revenge on.

The pills are all destroyed, the souls of the judges are scattered, and all the Fusangshen are smashed with knives.

Huali didn't know who his brother offended, or what he did to end up in such a tragic end.

The words written in black and white by the Government of Time directly turned her into an orphan.

The girl was unconvinced and asked more about the situation, but she still got this vague answer: "The reason is unknown."

Then, after she asked many times, a staff member looked at her pitifully, and finally told her one key point in private, which was the position of the department in front of her.

"Go to that place and become a special interrogator, maybe you can find out something?"

As he said that, the staff member sighed in a low voice and shook his head: "Now, there are too many such things, who can find out the truth about a little interrogator..."

Afterwards, the words were subtle and inaudible, and Huali also remembered the name.

'Inquisition'

I don't know why it is called this name, but it sounds a bit wrong, and in such a remote place, it seems to be deliberately hiding myself.

She looked up again at the black-and-white plaque.

It was as if a heavy weight fell on her heart.

The girl finally made up her mind and walked in.

……

"You said, you want to become a special judge???? Do you know where this is????"

"Spiritual power is so thin that even ordinary god-inspectors can't reach it. It's whimsical to want to become a special class."

"Little girl, I advise you to go home and don't embarrass us here."

"It's difficult for us to ask us like this! Can you be a little self-aware?!"

No matter how hard Huali begged, the staff inside still ignored her, and even sneered at her.

Until the last staff turned their heads away and didn't want to pay attention to her.

Huali lowered her head in frustration, she said everything she needed to say, but no one understood her.

Maybe human grief doesn't make sense, and everyone has everyone's difficulties.

Or...she was doing it wrong.

The girl raised her head and saw the two big characters of 'judgment'. I don't know who wrote it, but there was an imposing manner in those words.

Not begging, but condescending indifference.

If she is asking, maybe she can't ask for such a chance.

Huali took a deep breath, suddenly took down the long object she was carrying behind her back, and then untied the rope on it.

The girl uncovered the cloth on the object layer by layer.

As layer after layer of fabric with intricate patterns fell to the ground, a breath gradually emerged, and the busy staff turned their faces curiously, staring at the thing in her hand.

"Hey, this is...?"

"This???"

"This knife?!"

As the last piece of cloth fell to the ground, Huali breathed a sigh of relief, and held up the items in her hands with a solemn expression.

"If you think my strength is not enough, then with this knife, I think I should be eligible to participate in the trial."

It was a golden red sword, and the redness seemed to be the flames of the raging waves, and it seemed that the power of the sun was captured by the sword.

The red scabbard has gorgeous patterns engraved with gold thread, it looks very gorgeous, it doesn't seem like a knife that can fight.

But the aura emanating from the knife was just a wisp, which already made the staff a little afraid.

Someone hesitated and said, "Your knife? Where did it come from?"

Holding the knife, Huali said, "I am the No. 12 descendant of the Chunshang family, and this knife is the one passed down from my ancestors."

This sentence stunned everyone.

It has been hundreds of years since the birth of God Judges, and there have been many powerful figures during this period. Even if their lifespan is limited or they are required to retire later, there are still many powerful swords left behind.

For example, it is said that the first crescent moon, which was born, is still active in the government of the time.

And the knife in front of him seems to have been handed down from that golden age.

The other person sighed and said helplessly, "Well, even though we know that this knife is really powerful, it is an ancient knife, but how can you prove that it can be used by you?"

The ancient sword is indeed good, but there is still a problem, that is, many Fu Sangshen will not listen to the opinions of future generations, if it is only two or three generations away, it will be fine, and there is some friendship.

But if it's been too long, many Fu Sangshen would rather sleep than come out to fight again.

Because of this characteristic, newly promoted god judges are more inclined to forge new knives by themselves, and do not want to inherit the knives left by their predecessors.

After all, they didn't grow together, they were separated by a layer.

Huali's heart skipped a beat when she heard the staff's questioning.

In fact, she didn't take out the knife directly at the beginning, and it was also because of this reason.

Although this knife was indeed handed down from Chunshang's family, it has been sleeping for a long time and no longer cares about humans.

In this generation, even an astonishingly talented and astounding god-inspector like my elder brother is still unable to mobilize the slightest bit of its power, let alone her.

The girl showed hesitation and was captured by the other party's staff.

"Huh? If you can't control the knife, don't bring it out."

"Be careful of being snatched away? This knife still looks very valuable."

"Come on, remember to pack the knife."

Although her tone was not good, she still had good intentions. Huali was a little dejected, and squatted down to pick up the cloth to wrap the knife.

At this time, a flame lit up.

Shi Zhi's government staff, who were about to continue working, were taken aback for a moment, and then stared blankly at the knife. The color that seemed to be like a raging fire became more vivid.

It seemed to be a ball of fire, no, it was a ball of fire, gushing out from the blade, spreading up along the girl's hand holding the knife, and circling around her.

The girl becomes Pyro.

Everyone was shocked, and someone wanted to go forward but was grabbed by his colleagues.

"Wait a minute, there is something wrong with this fire, don't go over it."

"Is the knife biting the Lord?"

"Go and call the adults here."

"She will be burned!"

The staff were in a mess, but when they were about to notify their superiors, the fire disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Huali was left with a dazed face.

She saw the flustered staff stop and looked at her in unison, feeling a little overwhelmed.

"That, that."

She summoned up her courage and said, "I have been recognized by this knife, can I become a special judge?"

The staff members stared at her for a long time, then found various instruments one after another, tested around the girl, and finally came to a conclusion.

Not only was she not injured, but her spiritual power level had also become very strong, which was completely different from when she first came here, and she could even become an ordinary god judge.

But when faced with this proposal, Huali refused without hesitation. She became an interrogator because she needed money to live, but more because she wanted to know the truth about her brother's death.

The staff who couldn't be persuaded sighed, and then said helplessly: "Okay, if that's the case, then let's report to the Lord and ask him to assign you a trial task."

Huali bowed deeply: "Please."

The staff member shook his head and reported back to his superior. After receiving a reply soon, he took out the task ordered by his superior and opened it casually.

The moment he saw the task, his complexion changed, and then he hesitated.

After the man's eyes fell on Huali, seeing the girl's firm gaze, he seemed to be persuaded invisible, and handed over the task.

He solemnly said: "I hope you can return safely."

"Okay, thank you for your kind words! Thank you very much!"

After the girl bowed and thanked her repeatedly, she simply registered, took over the task with both hands and left.

Everyone in the judicial department was not in the mood to work, and someone rushed to ask a colleague on the task.

"Hey, that... which mission is she, that can make your face look so bad, isn't it another death mission?"

"Can't you take pity on such a lovely little sister and send her to die directly?"

Hearing his colleague's complaints, the man's expression turned ugly and he said, "I don't want to either, but since it's an adult's decision, how can I change it."

"My lord? My lord personally set it. What kind of mission is it?"

Thinking of the words on the paper, the worker felt a chill down his back, as cold as if someone had pressed a knife against his neck.

He couldn't help whispering: "Honmaru No. 44."

The author has something to say: Chicken Diary:

Strawberry Daifuku is really pitiful, it used to be used to other birds, and wanted to get close to the same kind...however, Zongfofo is a super big coward...

So I watched Strawberry Daifuku slowly approaching, and Zongfufo made a miserable cry, and then flew away... approached, screamed and flew away, approached and screamed and flew away.

In the end, Fofo stayed on my shoulder to beg for comfort, while Wenniao groomed alone...

Hey, it's too difficult to pass.

This pair of CP is full of glass slag.

Another: The sister who rides the wind and waves is no longer good. At the beginning, it was a high-standard variety show. Now it’s all about, bye

感谢在2020-07-1822:56:58~2020-07-1923:17:30期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of SJL* Wang sauce;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!