I, who was supposed to slay dragons, accidentally started cultivating immortals

Chapter 6 Wine and Maid
At 03:30 in the morning, the bright moonlight shone through the thin gauze clouds, slightly illuminating the deserted streets.

This city is just a small southern town that is not prosperous. After one o'clock in the morning, only the office buildings and commercial streets in the city center will have sparse lights and pedestrians. The rest of the city is sleeping quietly.

The location of the road itself is remote enough, and it is close to the river. The guardrail is also missing several sections due to disrepair. Even during the day, there are few pedestrians, not to mention it is not safe at night.

Even a strong adult man is unwilling to walk this road in the dark, even if he is not afraid of meeting some bad people, if he falls in the air and rolls all the way into the river, how can it make sense?
But under the moonlight, a tall figure with bumps and convexities was reflected on the side of the road.

In fact, it is not accurate enough to describe this figure as uneven, or the "degree" is far from deep enough.

The concavities and convexities of this figure are perfect. The concept of the "golden ratio" is reflected in almost every aspect of this figure's exquisite figure. Even the world's top model and this figure are probably only on par with this figure.

With a wonderful figure and proud long legs, this is undoubtedly the figure of a woman. Under the bright moonlight, the white skin of the woman exposed outside the clothes has a luster similar to ivory.

She doesn't look very old, but she is in her early 20s, with extremely fashionable makeup, bright eyes and red lips, a touch of blush at the corners of her eyes, a bright red string tied on her high bun, and two ears hanging down in front of her ears. Long temples that are as black as ink.

She was wearing a black round spot T-shirt from VERO MODA, most of her long snow-white legs were exposed under Bottega's leather shorts, and she was stepping on a pair of Bottega gabardine dark brown sneakers.

In such a dark and remote place, it is very dangerous for a woman to walk alone at night, not to mention a girl with such a good figure that most models feel ashamed.

Such a beauty walks alone on a dark path in cool clothes, and any man may not help reaching out to her in the dark.

However, Jude Mai was completely fearless, and she didn't even think about this danger at all - no matter which of her hands, as long as they dared to reach out to her without permission, she would pull out the small sword at her waist like lightning, flowing like a cloud of water. Cut off the wrists of those hands.

The darkness can't stop her knife, but it will become her help.

As a ninja who has undergone severe training, although Shudoku Mai can't spit out fireballs, she can at least turn the darkness into her faithful friend, and when she hides in the shadows, she will become the goddess of death, with bumps and bumps. The combination of figure and fashionable clothing often becomes the last beauty in the eyes of the target.

As a ninja, Shudoku Mai has the endurance and execution ability unmatched by ordinary people. In the past, no matter what the task was, she would complete it perfectly, and this time was no exception.

But compared to the previous tasks, this is the task that Shudoku Mai has performed that puzzles her the most-her previous tasks have also made her feel puzzled, but it has never been so confusing to her as today. mind.

He stretched out his slender fingers and pressed the headset lightly. After two busy beeps, a woman's voice with a lazy tone appeared in the headset.

"Hello? Long legs, have you arrived at the designated location?"

The woman's voice was soft and languid, vaguely mixed with the crisp chewing sound of "Kakaka".

"I've arrived at potato chips," Jiu De Mai stretched his long legs and crouched into the lush green belt by the roadside, the green leaves in midsummer rubbed against the skin of her clothes, but only made a very slight screeching sound, "I Take 'props' and hide in the grass by the roadside."

The green belt here, like the railings, has been neglected for a long time.

However, there is a huge difference between living plants and dead objects composed of inorganic substances. After a long period of neglect, the railings are decaying and aging, but the plants in the green belt are thriving and flourishing.

Although their ultimate fate must be turned into rotten dust and mud under the action of time, at least at this moment, the contrast between the lush green belt and the old mottled railing is indeed as sharp as the red and green in oil painting. .

Jiu De Mai took two steps in the lush green belt that she called "grass", her left hand stretched out slightly, and her fingertips touched the cold and hard iron: "The thing is right next to me, and also in the grass. ."

The "something" she was talking about was an iron cage about 1.3 meters high and a little over a meter long and wide.

In the iron cage, a gorilla-like but much slender figure crouched and crouched with difficulty, his limbs and joints were bound by chains in a very professional way, and he wore a special mask on his face, along with his eyes and mouth. covered up.

The subtle moonlight shines on it through the gaps in the green belt leaves, and the hair is black and soft enough to reflect light.

"Now that you're hiding, let's talk about it, the target has just left the Internet cafe," Potato Chip Kazkaz chewed the potato chips, "A piece of green belt can't cover that big guy, you have to rely on your words to prevent it. be found."

Although the woman who was called potato chips by Jude Mai was not at the scene, she was right at all—the green belt of savage growth was already lush enough, but a small section of the top of the cage was still exposed.

"Now? According to the mission information, it takes the target 15 to [-] minutes to walk here from the Internet cafe. Didn't he just leave the Internet cafe? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Jiude Mai wondered.

"Be on the safe side!" Potato Chips eloquently said, "Everything must be safe. What if he suddenly thinks about running or walking today? There are too few cameras in this city. At that time, I will not be able to control his whereabouts in real time, of course I have to try to be safe..."

"Bah!" Jiude Mai took a sip, and his tone became impatient, "Strive for insurance? You speak well, but you are not the one who speaks well. You command from a distance, and you are trying to ensure insurance, but it is not me who contributes? You? Do you know that my 'Ming Zhao' is 69 on the periodic table of words, and it consumes a lot of money!"

"Don't come!" There was a sound of puffed food bags being squeezed from the potato chips side, "How many times have I remotely assisted you in performing tasks? I know how much your meditation consumption is! Quickly speak up, delay If you're a boss, be careful, I'll put the blame on you!"

"...Very good, girl, you have the kind, wait until I go back and watch me pinch your ass!"

Jiu De Mai gritted her teeth and threatened, and a low singing voice flowed from her throat. The language that came out of her mouth was by no means any language that had appeared in human civilization. It was majestic, astringent, complex and its tone changed Extremely rich, this should be a language that is highly communicative but extremely difficult to learn.

During the short chant, Jiu De Mai, the cage next to her, and the creatures in the cage quickly transformed into pitch black. After just a few seconds, their figures were as pitch-black as ink, and then the ink suddenly dissipated, as if dripping in. A little ink in the water tank generally fades to invisible.

Along with the darkness, Mai Shudoku, the cage and the creatures in it were also faded.

Word Spirit · Maze, can form a spherical area around itself, distort the light in the area, and cause an optical stealth effect.

After the release of Mizhao, Shudoku Mai no longer spoke, and even the breathing sound gradually subsided under the special skills of the ninja.

Mizhao is optical stealth, and it does not involve the concealment of sound. Even if Mizhao is released, the sound she makes will be transmitted intact.

Fortunately, she is a ninja, and ninjas have always been very accomplished in hiding and hiding, especially in lowering their voices.

As for the "big guy" next to her, the chains, masks, and cages on it are all specially made, and they won't make any sound unless the restraints are undone.

Shudoku Mai adjusted his breathing and stared intently at the end of the road.

About 3 or [-] minutes later, a vague figure emerged from the end of the road, walking towards Mai Tokuku.

After another three or four minutes, the figure gradually approached and became clear. With his excellent eyesight, Mai Shutoku could barely see the figure's face at a distance of about 4 meters.

It was a very young and immature youth face, it looked like he was only sixteen or seventeen years old. His shoulders were slightly slumped, his back was slightly bent, his steps were a little sluggish, and his stride was a little small, but he moved very quickly and was unusually stable. .

On the whole, it gives people the feeling of a student without ambition and spirit, but in Jiude Mai, he vaguely felt a kind of detached artistic conception in the depressed teenager.

A person she had met before gave her some similar feelings, when her ninjutsu master brought her to China to visit an old Taoist priest.

That old Taoist priest was a recluse, and the place where he lived in seclusion was an unnamed hill only two or three hundred kilometers away from this small town.

She followed the master up the mountain, and walked around the rugged mountain road for a long time in the forest where the road was completely invisible. Just when she, the ninja who was about to graduate, was about to be confused, she and the master finally climbed to the top of the mountain. I saw a small yard surrounded by walls made of earth, and two wooden doors with pits.

In the courtyard is a small house made of adobe bricks, and a simple temple made of adobe. In the temple, there are immortal tablets carved by hand with irregular wooden boards. The small offering table in front of the tablet is covered with two cheap chemical fiber non-woven red cloths.

When she and her master arrived, the old Taoist priest was chopping wood, his complexion was ruddy, his face was wrinkled, his gray beard hung down more than a foot long, and when the old Taoist priest waved his axe, the beard swayed.

There was an old tree in the yard that she couldn't recognize, and an old yellow dog with a bald head was tied to the old tree.

Everything in this small courtyard is shabby and shabby. Even the Taoist robes of the old Taoist priests are covered with patches. Although they use the same color cloth, the stitch marks of the patches are still obvious.

In this small courtyard so simple that the ancients would shake their heads and call it miserable, her ninjutsu master knelt down in front of the old Taoist priest, pulled her to say hello respectfully, and then stood up humbly for the old Taoist priest. After chopping firewood, he went to the distant river to pick up seven buckets of water, and then chatted with the old Taoist priest until the sun was sloping westward.

Jiu De Mai waited boredly beside him, and couldn't see anything special about this old Taoist, worthy of his master's respect.

She felt that the old yellow dog tied to a tree in the distance looked too old to live long, but his eyes were very human, very agile, and even made her feel like she was facing a person.

In the evening, Master got up and walked to the adobe temple with the old Taoist priest. She followed indifferently, watching the old Taoist find a bundle of incense out of nowhere, and offered incense to the gods in the temple one by one.

At the moment when the old Taoist inserted the first three incense sticks into the earthen pot used as an incense burner, the old Taoist priest in Jiudemai's eyes suddenly seemed to be a different person, and his every move was full of solemn charm.

As if an immortal really descended on him at that moment, he offered incense to several other gods one by one.

The old yellow dog tied to the tree sat motionless on the ground. In the eyes of Jiu De Mai, the leaves of the ancient trees in the courtyard seemed to have suddenly calmed down, and the adobe temple seemed to be covered with a layer of gold. Clouds and mists are lifted under the ground!

Every time the old Taoist worshipped incense, the solemn and magnificent charm on his body increased. After several incense worship, she no longer seemed to be a pale old man in her eyes, but a majestic atmosphere between her actions, and her majesty was shining brightly. Gods!
After the old Taoist priest paid respect to the last three pillars of incense, the charm and majesty on his body disappeared. In the eyes of Jiu De Mai, he was still the ordinary white-bearded old Taoist. The leaves of the old tree were still rustling, and the old yellow dog beside the tree had long been Lie down and fall asleep.

Everything seemed to be the hallucination of Jiu De Mai, and she even wondered if the old Taoist had secretly drugged the water she and her master were drinking.

After leaving, Jiu De Mai never went there again, but the god-like atmosphere and majesty made her unforgettable for a long time.

The sound of dense and dragging footsteps brought Mai Tokuro back to his senses, and the boy was only 80 meters away from her.

The moment she just saw the young man, Jiu De Mai was briefly immersed in her memories-although the detached feeling that the young man gave her was not intuitively similar to the dazzling majesty of the old Taoist priest, but she felt inexplicably. The two may be essentially the same thing.

But in the end, this is just her "feeling", she doesn't quite believe it, and it won't affect her at all.

Hiding in the realm of Mingzhao, Jiude Mai focused on the boy's face. With her eyesight, 80 meters is no different from 12 meters in the eyes of ordinary people. She can clearly see Lu Mingfei's face.

Unlike before, who could only barely tell that the face was very young, Jiu De Mai could clearly see the details on the young man's face.

Slightly fair skin, slightly drooping outer corners of the eyes, a fairly straight nose bridge, and lips that are neither thin nor thick, but the lip shape is not very good-looking.

Even if such a face is not considered a handsome guy in the eyes of the well-informed Jiude Mai, at least he can say "good-looking".

However, Jiude Mai doesn't care whether the boy is good-looking or not. Having seen the photos in the mission information, she has already determined that this boy is her mission target - Lu Mingfei.

Jude Mai's slender arm passed through the gap between the railings of the iron cage, lightly pressed it on the "big guy"'s mask, slightly moussed and pressed a certain protrusion, and the mask's eyes opened silently.

With the change of the mask, the covered eyes of the "big guy" were liberated. Through the small gap opened in the mask, a pair of scorching hot eyes with cold vertical pupils of snake creatures reflected in the moonlight. golden cold light.

Walking on the road, his brows were furrowed because of the information he found a few hours ago. Lu Mingfei, who was in deep thought, suddenly raised his head and looked at a green belt dozens of meters ahead.

For some reason, he just suddenly had a strange feeling that there were eyes staring at him.

Human thinking and courage are wonderful things, and sometimes a sudden, inexplicable idea of ​​a person will have a very big impact on them.

For example, when walking at night, as long as you don't want those weird things on the road, and focus on the road and some serious things, even if you play a mobile phone for a while to distract your thinking, people will not feel the night road scary.

But once the thought of "is there eyes looking at me in the back/corner/grass, is there something XZ there?", even if you open the game remedy on your phone immediately, your brain will still subconsciously imagine those places. "Eyes" or something, and then feel more and more weird about the surrounding environment, and finally frighten myself to death.

This is the situation of Lu Mingfei at the moment. Together with the idea of ​​"there are eyes in the green belt", Lu Mingfei feels more and more that there are eyes in the green belt, even if he knows that this is impossible intellectually, even if he already had mana yesterday. , but thinking, or imagination, is really not something that can be controlled by control.

Even though this road has been walked more than once at night, Lu Mingfei still couldn't help but feel shivering in his heart.

The hair on Lu Mingfei's body suddenly rose, and his footsteps subconsciously slowed down, but this is the most recent way home, and he has already walked more than half of it, so he can't turn back and change paths now.

Anyway, it's all psychological, just walk over and you'll be fine.

With such a mentality, Lu Mingfei stepped forward and walked forward, unable to help staring at the green belt as he walked.

Just when Lu Mingfei was less than ten meters away from the green belt, in his sight, two golden lights suddenly lit up in the green belt.

The next moment, the two golden lights swayed up and down and rushed towards him at a high speed. Behind the golden light, there was a human-like body with a reflective surface and flying on all fours!

The monster with golden eyes was extremely fast. It accelerated from a standstill at a distance of more than ten meters, and rushed to Lu Mingfei in less than two seconds. A sharp claw with a fingernail of ten centimeters was raised high!

Suddenly, an imaginary monster was thrown out of his sight, and he rushed straight to the front door. Lu Mingfei didn't react at all at that moment, watching the monster rushing in front of him and raising his claws, his dull dark pupils suddenly Shining bright golden light, full of majesty!
Lu Mingfei's left arm subconsciously swung out, the mana in his ancestral aperture flowed to his arm at will, and the swung arm instantly turned into a whistling phantom!
　Because it was raining all day, I didn't dare to send the contract because I was afraid of getting wet. After the rain stopped, the post office was closed...

　　Tomorrow, I have to send the contract first...

　　Although this chapter is a bit watery, it has five thousand words! ! ! (The dragon chapter of my last book also seems to be out of water. After all, I have to leave room for the poor boy to grow...)
　　This should have been slower and hotter. After all, the bad boy is really bad, and it is really troublesome for him to grow up because of this muddy personality.

　　But I still want to write about this troublesome bad boy. If I investigate the reason, it is probably because I have fantasized about all the things he fantasized about. I really saw my own shadow in this bad boy... From childhood to adulthood, no one should be What about dead kids after a while?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)