God Judge's Thousand-Layer Routine Vest

The next day, Jing Mo walked on the streets of Wanwu with his seven Fusangshen.

It is said that Wanwu was just a relatively large grocery store in the past, and Shizheng sold some military supplies for the gods through here. As the war situation eased, more and more psychics opened stores nearby, and gradually formed the current scale .

As long as you need can be found here, whether legal or illegal, reasonable or unreasonable.

Of course, only those who need them know where they are.

They happily bought a full set of daily necessities for Tsurumaru first, including the quilt embroidered with the pattern of fluttering white crane wings-California Qingguang seriously doubted that the interrogator heard their whispers, because this design and color was personally selected by Jingmo, and they ignored it all the way Complain about the white Tsurumaru that gets dirty easily.

Then they wandered around Wanwu Avenue aimlessly, satisfying the wishes of the Fusangshen and bringing back a lot of non-essentials for life. Of course, all of them were paid for by the gods.

The only unpleasant thing is that no matter where you go, people keep trying to talk to Jing Mo, and there are guys everywhere who want to leave a contact information or have a meal together, until the judge turned his face without warning, sending out A kind of frenzied atmosphere of who is going to chop who is getting better.

"General, otherwise we'd better go back." For some reason, Yao Yan with some dark circles looked at the God-inspector who seemed to be in a bad mood with concern. This state was very similar to when he didn't wake up yesterday.

"It's just to scare them," the judge made a hush gesture, "otherwise it would be a waste of time, I still want to see the accelerator that Foxnosuke said."

But if you still want to come together like this, I really have to do it.

Thanks to the killer-like temperament of the god judges, they successfully came to the real "ten thousand houses" under the name of Shizheng.

Unlike other shops, Wanwuli has a frigid business style everywhere, and the people talking in it are all soft-spoken, and there is no lively bargaining at all.

"Spells, props, resources, currency exchange," Jing Mo glanced at the internal layout, and walked towards the spells, "Basically, it is a monopoly operation, so don't you care about customers' feelings..."

"My lord, what do you need?" The person guarding the counter was Fu Sangshen, whose voice trailed off slightly when he spoke, making his voice soft.

"Ah, smiling Qingjiang!" Tsurumaru pointed at the opponent's loose hair, "You are the smiling Qingjiang from the same team, right?"

"Oh? Was it the Tsurumaru Temple back then?" The green-haired Fu Sangshen looked up, "This is really an unexpected meeting."

"Eh?" California Qingguang couldn't help but frowned, "How did you recognize Tsurumaru?"

"There are very few smiling Qing Jiang who work for current affairs," Tsurumaru replied, "He likes to wear his hair, and we maintained the time node together a few days ago..."

——Then you were cut to the last breath, and you still have to receive treatment until now.

The rest of the Fusangshen glanced back and forth between Owaki Shasa and Tsurumaru who seemed to be intact.

"Uh, it's not what you think," Tsurumaru took half a step back, "I can explain."

"Tsurumaru Palace is very brave. I didn't agree with each other... No, I rushed into the center of the battlefield without saying anything. I didn't think about my own situation and rode out alone. It's a one-to-nine match," said the green-haired Fu Sangshen with a smile. "It was already pure red when we snatched it away. I was really shocked to see you today—"

"Qingjiang, you don't need to imitate my tone," Tsurumaru smiled awkwardly trying to change the subject, "So why are you here?"

"After the Tsurumaru Palace smashed the knife—well, sorry, we all thought so at the time—the Shizheng reorganized the working group, and only the level of Taidao and above can participate in the maintenance time nodes," Qing Jiang tilted his head deeply with a smile. Looking at Tsurumaru, "I don't want to feed horses and farm, so I can only come here. Tsurumaru Temple is so nice, and I'm really happy for you to be able to go to the battlefield again so soon."

"...Forgive me." A chill crawled up Tsurumaru Kuninaga's back. As expected of Owaki Shasa who is famous for slaying ghosts, just two words seemed to be entangled with deep resentment.

"Do you still want to fight?" asked the god judge who had been silent all this time.

"If it's a sword, it should go to the battlefield," Owaki Zai replied listlessly, "Okay, my lord, what do you want to buy? The first purchase of Accelerator Talisman will be discounted."

The judge smiled, and California Qingguang on the side smelled something bad first.

——The number of difficult guys will increase.

——Perfect answer, let’s persuade the general to forge two more vibrating knives with his own hands today, it is really difficult to maintain balance.

Yakuken, who felt that Wakizawa, who answered right in the heart, would probably be taken back to the main pill, thought calmly.

Only yesterday he thought about how to expand his combat power, and today there are excellent talents sent to his door. The god judge lamented his luck. Old acquaintances who can appear.

"Ms. Tsubaki, I want to bring him to my Honmaru. Is there any procedure I need to go through?"

Current affairs staff Tsubaki only regrets why he didn't leave immediately when he saw the other party, so that he is now in a big trouble.

"It's nice to see you again," she said with a blank expression. "This Zhenfu Sangshen is still under the current administration. If you want to own him, you must first submit a report and pass the review..."

The judge shifted his gaze to Tsurumaru Kuninaga.

"...Of course, you should be qualified, if this smiling Qing Jiang agrees..."

The judge shifted his gaze to Tsurumaru Kuninaga again.

"...You just need to go to Shizheng to go through the registration procedures for changes."

The judge once again shifted his gaze to Tsurumaru Kuninaga.

"The staff will take him to your place in the next two days," Ms. Chun held back the veins that were about to pop out, "I'll take my leave first, excuse me!"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who didn't know what happened, had a question mark on his face.

"That's it." The judge turned his head as if nothing happened, "Let's take ten acceleration symbols first."

"Oh...? That's why you're so interested in me..." Owaki Tsubasa absently counted the Accelerator Talismans while sizing up Jing Mo, who was about to become the new owner, with an expression that couldn't tell whether he was happy or worried.

Yaoyan, who accompanied the interrogator to reply so he knew the inside story, watched the silent forced transaction and sighed with his hands on his forehead.

After enjoying a lunch full of local characteristics in Wanwu, the judge took his subordinates back to Honmaru, and the after-sales staff graciously delivered the products they purchased to the door, and attached detailed instructions for some of them.

For example, the portable version of the smart terminal that Yaoyan wants.

The rest time was not too long, and the god judge was almost urged by his servants to forge the knife. He kindly directed the knife maker to put resources into the furnace. Judging from the melting speed of the jade steel, the time for forging the knife this time was obviously longer. Much longer than the first time.

"Why do you have to allocate resources according to this ratio?" Jing Mo watched the little knife maker working very hard, so he couldn't help asking the servants around him.

Of course it's because I used your ID to find out on the dedicated forum for the examiner that using this ratio is the easiest way to wake up Hasebe.

Yao Yan adjusted his glasses, and the light flashed across the lenses.

Kiyomitsu looked at the swordsmith full of resentment. Hasebe was incompatible with him in various ways, but Honmaru lacked a guy like him now—loyal and hard-headed, not easily shaken, Yakuken said Yes, anyway, he will come sooner or later, forging it is better than bringing it back from the outside.

"You can forge two swords at the same time, General, let's forge one more time," Yao Yan said with his face raised, "Honmaru is really short of people, please."

"Okay," the judge who probably guessed the reason reluctantly accepted the short knife's request, "Only you are really working hard."

Although the opening time of the second vibrating knife was a little later, the shape was faster, and the shape of the knife was slowly tempered in the fire.

Jing Mo stretched out his hand to inject spiritual power into the blade embryo. This time, what caught his eyes was blood—no, it was flowers. The blood splashed under the bright blade, creating a scene of blooming flowers.

"I'm Kasen Kanesada, I love Fengya's famous katana, please take care of me."

Appearing behind the curtain of flowers is Zifa Fusangshin in a peony-patterned haori.

"My name comes from 36 Song Immortals, and I have quite a lot of experience in singing songs," Song Immortal and Directed Qingguang smiled and said hello, "I am very good at tea ceremony and identification. My lord, if you need identification, please leave it to me."

"Then you might as well visit my place later," Jing Mo's eyes lit up, "Considering that everyone likes flowers very much, I specially bought a new flower vessel."

"It's a great honor and a shame."

The two people who found a common topic in a few words began to chat happily, leaving the two servants looking at each other, and one of them was obviously in a more complicated mood.

"...Well, we are not good at these appreciations," Yaoyan comforted Qingguang, "It is a good thing that the general has someone to talk about elegant things from now on."

"I don't know if you will feel this way in the future," Kai Qingguang put his head in his hands and looked towards the roof, "but now Hasebe and I may have something to talk about."

You won't understand this kind of panic after being abandoned for a while, and it's best not to understand it forever.

Time flies by on the topic of shapes, glaze colors and flowers. When the topic should turn to the abstract topic of flower-shaped artistic conception, Jing Mo happily signaled the end of the conversation.

"Save some extra time for next time." The judge got up and straightened the folds of his clothes. "There are more important things to be done right now."

Another vibrating knife embryo has already shown its shape, and it is also a vibrating knife, with a dazzling sharp edge flashing from the sharp tip.The examiner lowered his eyes slightly, and stretched out his hands to cover the compelling spirit.

"Oh? A new sword?" Kasen Kanesada looked at the rain of flowers all over the sky, "It's just that I can help you identify it."

"You actually used such an arrogant tone in front of the Lord..." A slightly arrogant voice sounded, "My name is Yakiri Hasebe, as long as it is the Lord's order, I can do anything for you."

"Hmph, rude reckless man." Before Jingmo could speak, Kasen Kanesada responded to the other party's provocation.

"--What did you say?" Yakiri Hasebe narrowed his eyes and looked dangerously at Gexian, the tension between the two was on the verge of breaking out.

--Oh no.

The two servants quickly exchanged glances.

"Hasebe, I'll take you to familiarize yourself with Master's Honmaru, walk around..." Yaken pushed the gray-haired Fu Sangshen from behind, "You and Gexian were both forged by the master just now. There will be time to talk."

"Ge Xian, let's go to see Xiao Ye first, he certainly didn't expect you to come so soon, ah, yes, we still have to prepare a welcome banquet, just waiting for you to show off your skills," Qing Guang grabbed Ge Xian's sleeves with both hands and moved him towards Dragging in the direction of the kitchen, "Master, you should go to rest first, the Pharmaceutical Research Association and I will look for you—"

Before the words were spoken, both parties had disappeared into the room. In the follow-up process, the god-inspector, who had no sense of presence, waved his sleeves to help the knifesmith extinguish the furnace, feeling that today's forging knife was still very complete.

I just don't know if they are satisfied with the result.