The door clicked shut and I could hear the sound of my shoes hitting the wooden floor.

Kamiya Tetsuya was confused by the sudden move of Kasen Kanesada. He walked slowly to the door and looked out, and found that outside was a room with a vast expanse of land and a large number of rooms.

A huge Manyozakura tree is located in the center of the 놇녤丸. The cherry blossoms are blooming everywhere, and it looks like it is located in a fairyland. It is extremely beautiful.

Most people would probably exclaim "Wow" and then walk out for a walk.

However, Kamiya Tetsuya was not too keen on exploring unfamiliar areas. He just took a look and turned back to his seat without any interest, not even bothering to open the door.

I won't stay here for long, and it will only add to the ties...

Tetsuya Kamiya felt a headache when he thought of the red team's desperate look.

I hope nothing goes wrong, so that I can die quickly and clearly, and then I have to go back to the organization to deal with other matters.

After the initial anger of the salted fish passed, he calmed down, and he sat on the chair tiredly, poking at the screen in front of him, trying to play whack-a-mole - no, to summon Kitsune's helper.

After a few seconds, a video suddenly appeared on the screen, as if it was specially designed to teach me about science, introducing the government of the time and the retrograde army to defeat the gods of the dead.

I have never heard of the 녤丸 and 万屋놛 mentioned by the shikigami who calls himself "Kitsune no Suke", but I do know the so-called 付喪神놛.

All things are spiritual. According to Japanese legend, if objects are left alone, they will absorb the essence of heaven and earth, feel the spiritual power, and eventually become spiritual. This kind of monster is called a ghost.

The god of the dead in this place is a sword spirit, and his body is made of cold weapons.

The screen is filled with a bunch of sword men in battle uniforms and erotic costumes, with the emphasis on how famous, popular, and good-looking they are.

There is even a top ranking of looks at the back, the one at the front is Taichika Mikazuki Munechika, she has a beautiful appearance and a crescent moon in her eyes, I don’t know if it’s cosmetic contact lenses.

Kamiya Tetsuya: “…”

Why do I have the illusion that I am the one who chooses my concubine?

Or you can say that you can't order something when you can't say it.

Xianyu swiped away the introduction on the screen in silence, leaving a long mark on the blood on his fingertips.

I looked helplessly at my sleeves that had turned red, and began to wonder how I was going to take a bath in such a strange place.

Although this thing in front of me is quite high-tech, there is not a single household appliance in it!

It seems that it is better to wait for those gods of the dead to come to the door on their own initiative. If they don't come, I will just lie there forever.

Kamiya Tetsuya understood that in the current situation, if he wanted to live a normal life, he had to be calm and not move too much. He should just move around as much as he could and lie down until the forum was repaired and then go back...

It seems that apart from changing the place where you lie down, there is not much difference from Beika Town.

After figuring this out, Yanyu sublimated right where he was, closed his eyes quietly, leaned back in his chair and began to fall asleep.

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"Yaoyan Palace! Hakusan Palace!" Utsusemi Kanesada almost ran away, with even the elegant bow on his chest falling apart.

Panting, he lay on the door of the Awataguchi stable and shouted inside, "Oh no! Come out! Something's wrong with the judge again!"

The deceased gods who were chatting in the room and looking forward to the future and waiting for notification: "?!"

Awataguchi is a name of a group, mainly short words, dedicated to the deceased, and basically all of them are children.

At this moment, hearing the singing master Kensada shouting at the top of his lungs, their hearts would instantly burst into tears, and the brave ones would even burst into tears.

"No, that can't be..." Rantoshiro muttered, "It's not even half an hour yet, could it be that the toxicity of our pills has gotten worse? Damn it, this is the poison entering the final round!"

"My stock market has never been so volatile." Hakata Toushirou pushed up his glasses. "As expected, it's impossible to recover."

Shinano Toushirou next to him complained: "The Judge seems to be consumable. Can't he return?"

Wu Hu retreated and hugged his tiger, almost crying: "It's all my fault for what I just said..."

"Back off, forget it! You don't have the attribute of poison healing at all. If you really can't do it, go find Wujidian for healing."

Looking at the younger brothers cooking a pot of porridge, I started rubbing my temples frantically.

"Everyone, please be patient. I'm going to Baishan to take a look first."

A deep male voice sounded, and Yaken Toushirou, whose appearance was seriously inconsistent with his voice, walked out wearing a white coat and holding his medical kit.

Baishan Jiguang silently put down the melon in his hand, wiped his hands, and followed him with his companion fox.

Utsusemi Kanesada looked at this mess with his heart pounding. He was really afraid of seeing the bloody corpse of the Judge when he returned. If he couldn't save him even at such a fast speed this time...

I want to commit seppuku to apologize!

Fortunately, this kind of rescue situation happened more than once or twice, and the Blades were panicking... and even a little accustomed to it.

On the way, Yaoken Toushirou calmly asked, "What's the situation with the judge?"

Kasen Kanesada frowned as he recalled: "He kept vomiting blood, and he seemed to have more injuries on his body. It looked very serious, and he could hardly stand. But this judge... seems to have a bad temper, you should be more careful and don't provoke him!"

Thinking of that cold, murderous glance directed at him, Kasen Kanesada couldn't help but shudder.

"Vomiting blood? It could be internal injuries, which is indeed tricky." Yaoken Toushirou said thoughtfully, "I'll go over first."

As the ultimate short sword, Yagen Toushirou's speed was faster than his two blades combined. Before he finished speaking, he had already disappeared in the corridor, leaving the poet Kanesada and Shirayama Yoshimitsu staring at each other.

"Let's speed up, Hakusan-dono, and run!" Utsusemi Kanesada, whose mobility value was 50, said solemnly to Shirayama Yoshimitsu.

Shirayama Yoshimitsu, who only has 21 mobile phones and is running hard but still can’t walk as fast as others, said: “…This is a hardware problem!”

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Yaoken Toushirou arrived outside the castle tower quickly. The barrier that had been removed did not hinder his movements, allowing him to go straight into the room.

But after opening the door, the increasingly strong smell of blood in the room made 놛 couldn't help but frown.

"General!" Recognizing the most familiar title, Yaoken Toushirou quickly walked in with a medical box, and soon saw the white-haired young man sitting at the table with his head lowered. The latter did not react to the entry, but seemed to be seriously injured and fell into a coma.

The black windbreaker on his body had loosened half way, revealing his thin shoulders. The blue and white hospital gown on his body was almost covered with blood, especially on the sleeves, which were layered with blood. Yaoken Toushirou even felt that he might need a blood transfusion.

Even though he possessed such a powerful spiritual power, his entry did not even arouse any alarm.

However, the dead god has no blood type. If there is a serious problem, we must immediately report to the government and seek medical treatment.

Yaoken Toushirou rarely showed any nervousness. He walked in, put the medical kit on the table, glanced at the bloodstains on the screen, then slowly squatted down and reached out to measure the pulse.

Just as he squatted down and looked up, he met that pair of golden eyes of varying depths. Qing didn't know when he woke up and was watching his movements quietly.

That gaze was too calm, without any emotion, sharper than a sword.

Yagen Toushirou: “…” His hair stood on end for a moment.

"General, I am Yaoken Toushirou, I know a little bit about medicine, please let me take a look at your body!" Yaoken Toushirou pushed up his glasses, a little nervous, "Please don't worry, I won't hurt you."

The young inquisitor spoke a little coldly and coughed twice: "No, do you have any clean clothes to change? And paper."

Yaoken Toushirou: "Okay, we'll get ready later, but please let me do a simple check first."

"There's nothing to check. I won't die."

Yaoken Toushirou looked deeply at the stubborn inquisitor, whose expression was calm, even a little unhappy. It was obvious that he knew the condition of his body and had no desire to be treated.

As a god of death, I have no way to use coercive means, but I also know that this sudden appearance of the judge who made a direct contract with the god was attracted by the spiritual power, and a large part of the injuries on my body were affected by the chaos of time and space.

We need to be responsible.

Why do you know it so clearly?

Because this is not the first time, it's just that the last judge died too quickly, and it was game over as soon as the link was connected, without giving the dead gods a chance to meet.

But that time they happened to go out together, and except for the few swordsmen who stayed behind in the Maru, the others didn't even know that they didn't have another judge.

Anyway, now that I have met him this time, it means that I cannot watch this diviner die.

Yaoken Toushirou could only half-kneel on the ground and said solemnly: "General, please take care of yourself. We will be responsible!"

Tetsuya Kamiya looked at the short-sleeved god, and felt that Toushirou Yagen's voice was always out of place and sounded a little awkward.

If you are so serious and worried...you can't help but think of Bacardi!

Why does everyone have to be responsible for 놛? If you don't know, you might think something has happened to 놛.

Kamiya Tetsuya asked you to stand up first, and asked you this question out of curiosity.

Yaoken Toushirou pursed his lips and said, "Because we have to take some responsibility for your injuries..."

They roughly explained the rule of one-ball traction and attributed all of Kamiya Tetsuya's internal injuries to themselves.

Tetsuya Kamiya: “…” If you hadn’t been injured before, you would have believed it.

"This is really not your fault." Salty Fish felt that this unnecessary guilt should be dispelled as soon as possible, and said concisely, "The injuries on my body are natural, not because of you."

Yaoken Toushirou pushed his glasses up subconsciously, a little surprised: "How is this possible?"

Humans with such strong spiritual power can thrive in any world.

Kamiya Tetsu didn't know how to explain to a few hundred people who had been buried that he had to follow the plot of a comic and fake his death, so he could only talk about things that were happening in the process.

"In fact, I was jumping off a building before I came here, and I came over halfway through the jump. This injury was caused by some reasons before the jump."

Ignoring Yaoken Toushirou's horrified expression, he continued, "So you don't need to bother with me... I'll be gone in a few days and won't affect your work, so you don't need to apologize to me."

Being injured and jumping off a building, the experienced short-sighted ghost can instantly come up with ten thousand scenarios in his mind.

"General!" Yaoken Toushirou said fiercely, "Don't give up treatment!"

"Really, there's no need. It can't be cured." Kamiya Tetsuya told the truth. The injuries on 놛's body were affected by what happened on the forum. Like 놛 himself, they were in a stage of time stop. They wouldn't heal nor get worse. No matter who he was, it wouldn't be of any use.

"Would you mind taking me to the bathroom first? If you don't have any other clothes, I don't mind using the sheets to make it together."

Yaoken Toushirou was a little hesitant when he saw that he was looking at his clothes with some disgust, but if he didn't check it at all, he was worried that this inquisitor really wouldn't live long.

"But……"

Kamiya Tetsuya was a little impatient, so he moved his chair back a step, and before Yaoken Toushirou could react, he directly hugged the short boy in his arms, pinched his neck seriously and threatened, "Take me there."

This action caused him to cough a few more times, but Kamiya Tetsu also swallowed a mouthful of blood with great strength.

Yagen Toushirou: “?!”

A trace of panic flashed across his short purple eyes, and he said quickly: "General, please let me go. I understand!"

Kamiya Tetsuya said with satisfaction: "Then you show the way."

I thought Fu Mian Shen was very heavy, but it turns out that his feelings are as light as a child.

Besides, it's quite warm to hug her, and the white clothes can also help wipe the blood off your hands...

Well, just pretend you don’t know about such trivial things.

The salted fish's eyes drifted for a moment, and he bullied the "child laborer" with a clear conscience.

Yaoken Toushirou's face almost turned pale with fear. He didn't care whether his life was in the hands of the Inquisitor or not. What he was afraid of was that if he hurt the Inquisitor, that would be a real sin.

Don't think you didn't see the psychic almost vomiting blood in front of you just now.

"Please let me go first!"

Medicine Researcher Toushirou, who was called "the coolest medicine master" and "the most reliable waste woman maker" by all the judges on the forum, never thought that he would almost cry and beg the judges not to commit suicide.

Kamiya Tetsuya: “Then…”

Yaoken Toushirou said quickly: "I know, I'll take you to take a bath now!!"

There was a rare hint of urgency in 놛's voice, and his tone was much higher.