The daily life of the young master of the port Mafia Buddhist system

Yiwoza visited the mansion one night.

He knocked on the window very politely, the sudden noise startled Mikhail who was in the study for He Hui's language question.

The blond young man touched the boy's fried haired head, opened the window, and motioned for Yiwozuo to come in.At the same time, He Hui kept pressing Mikhail's shoulder with his other hand, signaling him not to be impulsive.

A man with short pink hair and bare feet stepped into the room with bare feet, his long eyelashes raised, "Why are you picking up ghosts everywhere?"

The little ghost I saw last time is also the same, and so is the young ghost this time.

Being in the same room as the ghost, Mikhail almost couldn't control his rampage...I wish I could show my fangs and bite him to death immediately!

He Hui looked at the vigilant and trembling boy, then at the idle Shangxian ghost, and said calmly, "You scared him."

Yi Wo Block: ? ? ?

His aura and everything are put away.

From the moment he entered the door... into the window, the young ghost kept his head down, and he probably didn't see the numbers in his eyes.

Probably, the weak's instinctive fear of the strong?

Pulling the trembling boy into his arms, He Hui covered Mikhail's eyes with one hand, "Don't you know what you look like? It's obvious that you are ugly to my child."

Yiwozuo:  …

Although he doesn't care about things like looks, it's really uncomfortable to be called ugly all of a sudden.

The restless young man in his arms gradually calmed down his breathing, and He Hui comforted him, "But you are already quite normal compared to that pot ghost, you don't need to deliberately change your appearance."

Yiwozuo:  …

No, he won't use the ghost's transformation ability in such a place, wait until the topic is off...

"My lord is going to hold a winding meeting."

"uh-huh?"

"The jade pot is dead, and there is a vacancy in Shangxian. This meeting is to elect a new Shangxian."

The death of Kamizuki this time can be regarded as a major event in the past century. Not only Onimai Tsuji Muchan will be present, but the Shizuru who are fighting for Kamizuru's position may also come.

There is no comparison between the bottom string and the top string, even the gap between the bottom string one and the top string six is ​​insurmountable. Normally, the bottom string can never defeat the top string in a bloody battle to take their place.

And now... Winding Five is dead.

It must not be a ghost, if it was a ghost that killed Shangxian Wu, that ghost would directly take his place, and Lord Wu Mi would not have summoned them to go down the string.

That is to say, the upper string five was killed by humans... by the ghost killing team.

However, the lower strings have

Self-knowledge only knows that the position of the top string five will definitely be taken by the top string six, and they will not be able to get the number five.

But after the winding six was promoted to five, the position of "six" became vacant.

Although in front of them there is only one down-chord and one-chord two.But just as the upper string six became the upper string five, the lower string one became the upper string six, and the position of the lower string one was also vacated.

Moreover, even if there is no advance position, if I can see that lord again, and get the sympathy of that lord...

The last seats at the end of the string are just about to move, looking forward to the arrival of the meeting.

......

After briefly explaining a few words to Mikhail, Hehui set off with Yiwozuo.

There is no Hehui with blood in his body..... In the eyes of ghosts, he is not considered "pure breed", and his body smell is different from ordinary ghosts.

The pink-haired Shangxian ghost quietly glanced at a small room in the mansion, where Qin Ye was tightly covering her mouth, controlling herself not to make any noise.

As everyone knows, her nervous heartbeat has already reached Yiwozuo's ears, but Shangxian San, who is not interested in the weak and women, is not interested in her existence.

"Here, how many 'pets' have you changed?"

Jumping out of the window, the soles of his feet directly stepped on the ground, Yi Wozuo kicked his feet to wipe off the sand, and said inexplicably.

He Hui, who walked through the door obediently, was a few seconds behind Yi Wozuo, not seeing the subtle expression of the ghost, and for a moment he didn't hear Yi Wozuo's subtext.

The blue eyes of the young man swept across the wooden shed in the courtyard behind the mansion, the ducks inside were all quiet and did not make any sound.

"Yes, spare food."

I don't know how long it will take for those ducks to be slaughtered. I want to eat them.

Silently swallowing a mouthful of saliva, He Hui attracted Yi Wozuo's strange eyes.

"......What's wrong?"

"No, it looks like you've adapted well."

A year is but a blink of an eye for a ghost, and Yiwozuo's memory stays at the time when the young man just became a ghost.

I got used to being a ghost in such a short period of time, and now I know how to imprison and imprison humans to "raise reserve food"...

"Well, if you come, you will be safe."

adapt?

Why use that word for him? ?

What does keeping ducks have to do with adaptation? ? ?

This is a wave, ghosts tell people.

......

The location of the ghost king... He Hui is not clear.

Anyway, Yiwozuo brought him into the town, and then turned into an alley without any movement, they just walked like this.

Suddenly, with the sound of fingers waving the strings, the alley suddenly opened.

Then a door opened from the air and greeted Yiwozuo and Hui directly.

"do not move."

Yiwozuo knew that this was the blood ghost technique of Lord Wuyou's valet, but for He Hui, who was not familiar with it, it was considered an attack in his eyes.

Hearing this, the blond youth controlled himself not to hide, and let the "air door" pass through his body.But in an instant, the ground under his feet immediately turned into a plank.

Is it a special ability of the space system?

The scene in front of them has changed, and they seem to be inside a certain building.

The decor is very "off the mark".

The blond youth began to estimate the size of the building.

"That was just now, blood ghost art."

Seeing the blond young man looking around, Yi Wozuo explained a few words, "This is... Infinity City."

A hunched little figure emerged from the slanted railing of the steps, "Oh, isn't this Lord Yiwozuo?"

In line with the appearance, the voice of this rickety ghost is very harsh and hoarse.

"It's been a long time, exactly 100 years."

For the half-day dog ​​who took the initiative to say hello, Yi Wozuo calmly responded a few words, then raised his head and asked the long-haired woman sitting in an attic.

"Pipa girl, where is Mrs. Wu Mi?"

The female ghost who was stared at by He Hui playing the pipa played a string, "My lord...in exchange for not coming."

"What about Winding One?"

"It's too much." A hand touched the shoulder of the man with pink short hair familiarly, "Don't you, Yiwozuo, give me some condolences?"

The light-blond-haired man with the winding two engraved in his eyes showed four sharp teeth. He smiled and said, "I'm really worried about everyone."

"open."

"Long time no see for half a day dog~"

"Hello, Master Tong Mo."

After greeting his colleagues, Tong Mo turned his attention to He Hui who came in with Yiwozuo, "You are..."

To be allowed to enter Infinite City by Lord Wu Mi, the status must be extraordinary.But the Infinity City is where the Winding Meeting is held, which is to say...

"You are the new winding."

The colorful eyes showed curiosity, and he moved his head closer to see if there were any numbers in He Hui's eyes, "Who did you kill?"

"Let go of your hand."

The half-day dog ​​of Shangxian Four's eyes widened, watching Shangxian Sanyi punch Shangxian Er's face, the light-blond man was forced by the force to take a step back, and directly let go of the grip on Yiwozuo's shoulder. hand.

Looking at the frightened but not strange expression on the fourth string, and at the calm expression on the third string, the second string is indifferent.

Xin Yang laughed, and He Hui cast his eyes on a roller blind.

"You wind up the strings and only talk to each other...it doesn't seem very friendly."

As Naruto played the pipa again, the shutter door slowly rose, and at the same time, a new figure appeared out of thin air.

The newly-appeared ghost is a woman. She is wearing a complicated kimono and has gorgeous makeup on her face. She is a shockingly beautiful woman.

But everyone present did not look at her immediately.

Everyone's eyes turned to the back of the rolling shutter door - the seat where one kneels in the upper row.

Yi Wozuo and Tong Mo secretly startled.

Before this, none of them noticed the aura of Lord Hei Si Mou, but the newcomer/He Hui...

Tong Mo secretly heightened his vigilance. The strength of this new ghost may be stronger than he imagined.

Without expressing what he wanted on his face, the man with light yellow hair greeted the two newly appeared Shangxian, "Your Excellency Hei Si Mou, Luo Ji, long time no see~"

The glamorous woman who is the focus of attention everywhere she goes has no dissatisfaction with being ignored. She is the last seat on the string, and everyone present is stronger than her.And the first meeting was held a hundred years ago, and that time happened to be when she was promoted to the first meeting...

But there was no time for them to think too much, and after all the ghosts arrived, Ghost Wu Tsuji appeared soon.

The moment the young man with black curly hair appeared on the wall, all the ghosts except He Hui knelt down instantly, not daring to look directly at him.

He Hui: Is this chakra cultivation? Ninety degrees on the wall?

He Hui: Huh?etc......

He Hui, who was [-] beats late in reacting before kneeling down, attracted a noble and cold contempt from the King of Ghosts.

"The jade pot is dead, and there is only a vacancy in the winding position."

Hearing this, Luo Ji almost tore the kimono that got in the way because of her excitement.

Wukong came out, so...

"Up to you, say your name."

This sentence directly judged that Luo Ji had no hope of advancing to the rank.

why......

The beautiful woman raised her eyes, her eyes were full of disbelief.

No Miserable Sir...

"Hehui." There is no need for tedious self-introduction by humans, as the ghosts "know each other" after saying a name.

"Come over here, and I will order you to be the first quarter of the Twelve Ghost Moons."

The blood-red eyes stared at the instrument in his hand, Wu Mi did not intend to distract himself in the slightest.

None of the windings present squeaked.

A hundred years ago, or even earlier, they were given the title of Shangxian in this way, and Master Wu Mi engraved numbers in their eyes.

Only Yiwozuo felt a little strange in his heart.

Fallen Princess is drinking child

The ground blood turned into ghosts, and after becoming the first string, Lord Wu Mi rewarded the Luo Ji brothers and sisters with their own blood, giving them more powerful power.

And Hehui...

Looking at the blond young man who was "in the middle of the ceremony", Yi Wozuo felt that he had glimpsed the ghost king's thoughts.

——Master Wu Mi didn't mean to give He Hui blood.

Before transforming into a ghost, he has the strength of the upper string, and giving blood can obviously further improve the combat power and control, why is there no misery...

Wu Mi naturally has his own considerations.

After witnessing so many winding ghosts, he also discovered a better use for his blood.

This new ghost named Hehui has great potential, and his own blood can indeed help him further improve his strength, but he will be able to reach that step sooner or later by himself.

Black Death Mou is his most successful top-string, but now, Black Death Mou's strength has also reached the bottleneck.

Rather than being the current catalyst... In order to further increase the strength of Twelve Ghost Moon, it is better to wait until later to give this new ghost his blood.

Bright red blood dripped from the corners of the eyes, and the words "Shang Xian Wu" appeared in the eyes of the blond youth.

......

At the same time, in a nearby town, a blond youth who looks exactly like the Infinite City is visiting the festival.

Biting some Japanese snacks, He Hui leisurely stopped in front of the goldfish fishing stall.

Ahhh, the shadow avatar is the most suitable for inquiring about information, right?

The author has something to say: the engraved shadow in the eyes. Body: Today is also a day to think about the shark itself.In other words, there are so many strokes in this Wu stroke, it hurts to engrave on the eyeball...Can't I just use a 5?

Let's be content, one, two, three, four, five and six, Wu's strokes are already considered few.