Celestial Master [entertainment circle]

It was another dark winter night, and a car slowly drove into Fushimi Inari Shrine.

When the car passed through a layer of barrier covering the entire shrine area, Yan Yuan immediately felt a pure and solemn force. Even in the winter when everything is withered, the air seems to be full of vitality, which is extraordinarily fresh pleasant.

It was late at night, and the bright yellow lantern-shaped street lamps on the street swayed gently with the wind, making the light sway. Occasionally, tourists in twos and threes walked on the road, enjoying this quiet moment that is different from the bustling noise.

As one of the famous big shrines in the island country, many tourists come to visit Fushimi Inari Shrine every day. The shrine is open for worship until the evening, but the shopping street is different. If they arrive a few hours in advance, they can Seeing that the streets are still lively.

The car stopped in a nearby parking lot.

In addition to Yan Yuan, there were also He Dalei, Yan Zhehan, Hontang Youli and the owner of the main hall. The three cats stayed at the main hall because they were demons and would feel uncomfortable in the air here.

He Dalei did not suffer any injuries the day before yesterday. He received a fluid infusion in the hospital and rested for a day with good food and drink. His condition was almost recovered, so he said that he must come to the shrine.

In addition, Yan Zhehan, one more person, one more prayer, maybe it can increase the possibility of Luo Shifang coming back?

And Yan Yuan's complexion was so pale that there was no trace of blood, as if such an effect could only be achieved by applying a thick layer of white powder on his face, he looked extremely sick.

Because of his weak body, wearing too heavy clothes will affect his walking, so after practicing, he is no longer afraid of the cold and his strength is far superior to ordinary people. On the premise that the clothes are light and convenient for walking, he had to stick a few extra charms on his body to be able to walk. keep warm.

After everyone got off the bus, they saw a vermilion main hall and several side halls, surrounded by buildings specially built for tourists to rest and experience the customs, as well as the famous thousand torii gates.

Lantern-shaped street lighting, in the slightly dim light, the old and faded dark red archway, the bright and bright vermilion archway, and the temple that can still see the historical heritage after continuous repairs, all look magnificent and compelling .

Although there are obviously considerations for the tourism industry, it does not affect the solemnity of the shrine itself at all.

Yan Yuan was supported by Bentang Youli, and strode towards the main palace of the shrine in big strides, which actually exceeded the walking speed of normal people, so that He Dalei and Yan Zhehan had to start running hard to catch up.

A few minutes later, they saw a few figures chatting in the cold wind. In addition to the shrine maidens, the Patriarch of the Ghost Dragon Academy also came with two elite disciples.

Yan Yuan took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat on his forehead. He didn't like the Patriarch of Ghost Dragon Academy, so he just ignored it now.

He Dalei heard what happened in the period after he was rescued from the mouth of this hall friend, frowned, and glanced at the Patriarch of the Ghost Dragon Academy with hidden hatred, and said nothing more.

They all understand the principle of "closing the gap as soon as possible is for the sake of the local residents", but this does not affect Yan Yuan, Yan Zhehan, and He Dalei's affection for the three major families other than the main family.

Compared with Yan Yuan's indifference and He Dalei's forbearance, Yan Zhehan's performance is much more straightforward.

The veins on his forehead were throbbing violently, so he almost rushed forward to argue, but he also knew that there should be no trouble now, the only thing to do is to save Luo Shifang, and the rest can be put aside, so he leaned close to the hall, Youli, and whispered in his ear:

"The wind is not too strong tonight. Why did I see a piece of wall grass floating here dancing and gilding myself? Do you think you can imitate other people's wheat by dyeing it? Essence grass, grass (a kind of plant) !"

Anyway, Chinese culture is extensive and profound, and the word "grass" can have several meanings.

Yan Zhehan has been living in the hall for three or four days to play, but suddenly learned that his eldest nephew was seriously injured and admitted to the hospital, and Luo Shifang disappeared, and almost fainted in shock.

To say that the culprit must be the Xiyuan Temple family, but the owner of the Ghost Dragon Court is not much better, an accomplice!White-eyed wolf!Obviously able to stop the Patriarch of Xiyuan Temple, but watching the excitement from the sidelines, he couldn't fart for a long time, couldn't speak, and simply pulled out his tongue!

In order not to make people unable to understand what he said, Yan Zhehan directly scolded him in Japanese. Even though the scolding was rather strange, everyone nearby knew that he was not saying anything good.

Naturally, this murmur could not be concealed from the hearing-developed Patriarch of Ghost Dragon Court. Although she knew that many people cursed her behind her back, it was the first time that someone scolded her almost by pointing at her nose. The gentle smile that always hung on the corner of her mouth was a little stiff.

The Patriarch of the hall almost applauded.

That's right, this woman is a guy who plays with the wind!Blind thing!

Of course, on the surface, the head of the hall still has to maintain basic courtesy: "Why are you here, Ghost Dragon Court?"

"Of course I still hope to see the hero who saved Tong Shouding and our four major families come back." The Patriarch of Ghost Dragon Academy narrowed his eyes. As for whether he can come back, that's none of her business. Her coming here this time is nothing more than to show that she has taken a stand.

Although her position can be swayed by the wind.

Everyone can't deny it.

Whether it is Xiyuan Temple or Guilongyuan, they are all selfish people in essence, they have no bottom line, and they don't need to have deep friendship except for the unavoidable interests.

"Everyone, the time is just right now. It's time to go to the hidden torii to take part in the test. May I ask if you are ready? Each time there is only one person to take part in the test, and each person only has one chance."

The head priestess of Fushimi Inari Taisha Shrine—a middle-aged woman dressed in formal priestess attire and classical ritual makeup, bowed slightly and spoke calmly to everyone.

The patriarch of the hall looked at Yan Yuan, who nodded: "Let me start first, I'm ready."

The head witch said calmly: "Then, please follow me to the hidden torii gate. You can only stay at the entrance later, and I will fulfill the duty of the head witch to guard this rule."

There are two torii gates at Fushimi Inari Taisha Shrine, one is the Senben Torii gate that is open to tourists, and the other is a hidden torii gate that is rarely known in the world of spiritual power.

After entering the main hall, everyone took a complicated detour in the back hall, passed through a layer of enchantment, and finally saw the location of the hidden torii gate in the back mountain.

The dark red torii gates engraved with characters form a passage in the mountain, which is bottomless. Next to the torii gates, there are two fox statues. The surroundings are kept clean and there are no weeds. They look cold and quiet, like It is to wipe away the dust left over by the years, so that the thick ancient charm can be displayed.

"It's so dark inside." Yan Zhehan shuddered, the shrine in the dark, what a supernatural scene.

Even though there are lanterns emitting light at the door, the darkness inside the torii is like ink smeared on paper, so black that you can't see your fingers.

"That... Mr. Witch, if it's a test, you won't encounter any monsters, right?" Yan Zhehan asked worriedly, "He was seriously injured, I'm worried..."

"Don't worry, this is a sacred occasion, and evil spirits will not invade." The head witch replied in a staid tone.

This is actually the same as saying it.

A monster is a monster, and an envoy is an envoy, what if the latter makes a move without seriousness?

Yan Zhehan thought about it, then asked about the content of the test again, but was told by the head priestess that everyone's test is different, so he had to give up.

Amidst the different expressions of everyone, Yan Yuan stepped into the hidden torii gate without hesitation.

At first, other people could still see his figure, but within two steps, his figure was merged into the darkness, and even the Patriarch of this hall could not detect the existence of Yan Yuan with his perception.

All that's left to do now is wait and pray.

……

And Yan Yuan, who walked into the hidden torii, had a very strange experience after a change of sight.

The mountain road disappeared.

Instead, there are bluestone stairs that climb up like a long dragon.

There is a dark red torii gate on each step of the stairs. Looking out through the gap between the torii gate and the torii gate, the surrounding area is pitch black, and even the sky cannot see a trace of stars and moons.

It is equivalent to walking into a cave passage.

The torii gate, the bluestone slab, and even his body seemed to be emitting light, because his eyes could capture these pictures without hindrance, so that he would not lose his way.

But it was too quiet around, even the sound of the wind was suppressed, only the sound of the heartbeat was continuously amplified in this silence.

Yan Yuan shook his hands vigorously, and with the determination to call Luo Shifang back, he walked forward step by step.

However, the surrounding scenes haven't changed much. If it wasn't for Yan Yuan to be sure that he was indeed moving forward, and getting farther and farther away from the entrance, he would have felt that he was walking in an endless loop.

Fortunately, the monster he thought would appear did not appear.

"tread."

"tread."

Yan Yuan's footsteps were a little hasty, and also a little vain. As he walked, he felt that his physical strength was exhausted, his internal organs hurt as if being squeezed by a pair of invisible big hands, his breathing became more and more rapid, and there was some tinge in his pale face. Cyan, more like a dead person.

But he didn't dare to stop and rest. After all, they had been delayed for a day or two, and if they waited a little longer, there might be unnecessary accidents.

Finally, after the sense of time and space was blurred.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally saw something different.

It was a tall man wearing a fox mask and a classic witch robe. There were two blue animal pupils emitting a glint in the eyes of the mask.

The fox mask is the same as the fox statue at the entrance.

"Climbing a thousand steps with a weak body, I can see your sincere heart. Go ahead, under the thousand-year cherry blossoms, there is someone you miss. But remember, find the truth from the phantom, the person you see with the naked eye , may not be the person you think in your heart. Only by understanding your own heart can you break through the phantom."

As soon as the words fell, the figure of the man in the fox mask drifted backward until he disappeared.

Yan Yuan didn't stop, but he thought about what the other party meant.

"hu~hu~"

Suddenly, the sound of a breeze rang in my ears.

The winter wind contained a bone-chilling chill, but it lifted Yan Yuan's spirit.

The exit was right in front of him, shrouded in a beam of white light, so he couldn't see clearly... But he could feel that Luo Shifang was not far away from him.

Regardless of the increasingly severe pain in his body, the determination to find Luo Shifang overwhelmed everything, and he rushed out of the exit!

Then, Yan Yuan's expression suddenly froze.

As far as the eye can see is a cherry blossom forest, but there are still a few months before the cherry blossoms are in full bloom. At this moment, the cherry blossom trees are bare, with a few yellow leaves that are about to fall, which looks extremely desolate.

Under the sakura forest, standing lined up were men wearing half-face fox masks and loincloths.

These strong and brave men who only surrounded the key positions gathered together, filling the scene with a vigorous masculinity, and even the air nearby became restless.

Yan Yuan's eyes focused, and he suddenly discovered that these men with fox masks always resemble Luo Shifang in one way, such as skin color, height, temperament, physique, etc...

"Could it be that Luo Shifang was summoned back just now?" He thought it was possible.

The man in the fox mask just now had reminded him to choose the truth from the phantom, that is to say, among the 100 people, one of them might be Luo Shifang.

As a result, Yan Yuan's eyes suddenly became sharp.

Even if so many physically fit men gather together to form a feast of visual gluttony, I don't know how many people will not be able to hold it.

But Yan Yuan did not appreciate the mood of these men at all, but followed the appearance of Luo Shifang in his memory and compared them bit by bit.

That picky attitude is even more Lafayette than Lafayette, and he is like a domineering president.

"This complexion is too white."

"The muscle lines are not smooth enough..."

"Luo Shifang has no mole on his heart."

"This muscle is too full."

"Not tall enough, step back."

……

One, ten, twenty, 99...

People are indeed different, from the most obvious differences in height and skin color to the more difficult-to-observe muscle strength, firmness, body lines, and even the location of moles.

Every time Yan Yuan excludes one, that person will turn into a petite fox, escape into the cherry blossom forest, and disappear.

In the end, there was only one person who was not far from Luo Shifang in appearance before Yan Yuan.

He put his hand on the other's shoulder.

The corner of the masked man's mouth curled up, raising a slightly evil smile...

Yan Yuan: "Neither are you, step back."

With a sound of "bang", a plume of smoke rose from the man's feet, and the man turned into a fox, chirping away.

Yan Yuan exhaled and said, "Among the 100 people, there is no Luo Shifang!"

Almost at the moment when he finished speaking, he saw a strong wind blowing all around and white snow falling down.

Under the thousand-year-old cherry blossoms not far away from him, there was a ripple in the space, and Luo Shifang's figure slowly emerged.

That's right, it's no longer those imitations that are so inferior that he can see through them at a glance.

That is Luo Shifang!

Yan Yuan's breathing was a little unsteady, and he hurried forward.

Luo Shifang still had some solidified wounds on his body, and snowflakes were falling on his head and shoulders. He looked around at the scene with a dazed expression on his face, apparently not knowing why he appeared here.

He looked around, and when he saw Yan Yuan, there was a touch of joy on his face.

"Mr. Yan, where is this place?"

Yan Yuan said: "This is Fushimi Inari Shrine."

"Mr. Yan, did you find me? Wait, why are you injured..." Luo Shifang's joy suddenly froze, and turned into anxiety. With his arms around, he took Yan Yuan into his arms, "Your injury is serious, why is it like this?"

Yan Yuan explained what happened when Luo Shifang was away.

"The Xiyuansi family and the Guilongyuan family are really too much!" Luo Shifang's eyes were full of anger, "Mr. Yan, you leave it to me, and I will definitely seek justice for you! Let them never again Dare to bully others!"

It wasn't until this moment that Yan Yuan finally calmed down.

That's right, this is Luo Shifang.

An upright and gentle person who would be angry because of his injury!

After letting go, Yan Yuan felt that the strength to hang him suddenly disappeared, his body softened, and he leaned forward.

Seeing this, Luo Shifang hugged the person in his arms, almost as if he wanted to embed him in his body.

"Mr. Yan, thank you for saving me. I have something to say to Mr. Yan."

Yan Yuan dropped his chin on Luo Shifang's shoulder, closed his eyes to enjoy the tenderness, and felt that he was about to sink into it.

Who can resist the embrace of a loved one?

In Luo Shifang's tone, deep self-blame was suppressed, and there were also other deep emotions.

"I was really ignorant and ignorant before, but now I understand my feelings. Mr. Yan, thanks to you for saving me, I understand. I decided to agree to Mr. Yan's confession."

Yan Yuan was unbelievable at first, and then even his pale face was covered with a thin layer of blush, the joy in his heart was like an erupting volcano, almost burning his reason.

——Luo Shifang agreed to his confession!

This is his dream scene!

Yan Yuan's whole body trembled a little.

Just when he was about to hug her back with all his strength, his hand couldn't fall down no matter what.

Immediately after the ecstasy, a stronger sense of loss surged like a tsunami, destroying everything.

Yan Yuan pushed away Luo Shifang's hug, and shook his head mockingly.

"Thank you for letting me see what I want to achieve, but that's just my despicable idea... I don't intend to use the so-called kindness to get Luo Shifang to associate with me. I want the real him to come back. Even if he doesn't like me, it doesn't matter if he has someone else he likes in the future."

Luo Shifang anxiously explained: "Mr. Yan, why do you think so? I really like you..."

"Thank you, you are really similar to him, but you are not him, you are the reproduction of him in my heart."

Yan Yuan firmly refused.

When the words came to an end, Luo Shifang, who was hugging Yan Yuan, turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared.

Yan Yuan covered his face and snorted in relief.

Based on his understanding of Luo Shifang, it is one thing for him to save the other party, but another thing for the other party to like him and want to date him.

If he finds the other party this time, the relationship between them may warm up, but if Luo Shifang really likes him, he will take the initiative to say these words instead of "Mr. Yan saved me" in the name of.

He admits that he has a dirty idea deep in his heart, but it is just an idea, and he doesn't want to use it to realize his love affair.

It turned out that this was the real test.

All of a sudden, starting with the thousand-year cherry tree, all the surrounding cherry trees bloomed together.

The fluttering pink petals fell to the ground, which was so beautiful that it turned this space into a bridge connecting the human world and the demon world.

……

At this time, after Luo Shifang eliminated and repelled a group of monsters, he was inevitably injured.

He learned from the hexagrams that the exit was closed shortly after he came to the Demon Realm, and because of the short time, he didn't even have time to send out a signal.

Therefore, Luo Shi was conveniently trapped here.

However, he did not give up, but began to look for life in this chaotic and demon-ridden world based on divination.

He is already a powerhouse of pseudo-level four, and in the demonized state, ordinary monsters will not be his opponents.

But some monsters have very strange abilities.

With the same level of strength, Luo Shifang inevitably fell into a disadvantage.

The monster he met was named "Heart Demon".

Inner demons are the lowest level of demons, relying on the host to exist, they are the defects and obstacles in the host's heart, once the host dies, the inner demons born of the host will also be annihilated, and often cause no harm to outsiders.

But this mutant demon is different.

Luo Shifang didn't know how it survived after leaving the host, but it had the power to trigger illusions.

These illusions pointed directly at his deepest thoughts, making him inevitably aroused strong emotions even though he knew that everything in front of him was a fake scene.

He saw that he couldn't go back, Yan Yuan let go of his feelings for him, and married another woman, forming a picture of a happy family.

Golden boy and girl, black suit and white wedding dress, church bells...even the cry of the child after marriage, all of these are too real.

The black and white photo of Luo Shifang was placed in the most prominent position by Yan Yuan. Almost every morning when he woke up, Yan Yuan would stay beside the photo for a minute.

It can be seen that Yan Yuan is mourning him as a good brother.

Obviously as a good brother, Luo Shifang should give his blessings when he saw this scene... After all, even if he didn't exist in the world, it didn't affect the other party's happiness. Isn't this a good thing?

However, his heart felt as if there were countless knives piercing it.

The voice of the inner demon rang in his ears, and the power of bewitching waves swayed like waves, making Luo Shifang open his defenses little by little.

"Just stay with me and you can get everything you really want."

"You like him, don't you?"

"But he let go of his liking for you so easily, it's really too much~"

"So, if you want to be happy, accept me, and I will lend you my strength so that you can be together forever."

"Let him love you even more, so much that he can't leave you, so much that you will die if he leaves..."

Luo Shifang's eyes gradually turned red.

He... regretted it.

He regretted his slowness, his procrastination, and his cowardice that kept him from acknowledging his inner feelings.

The relationship between him and Yan Yuan has already surpassed the boundary of "good brothers", but he is also afraid that this change will bring some unpredictable results, so he has been delaying in prevaricating himself.

Just keep it as it is...that's fine...

Do not!

"So, I have to go back. But Heart Demon, I don't need your power, get out!"

Luo Shifang shouted violently.

Suddenly, the heart demon let out a shrill scream, and the illusion in front of him was like a TV screen being broken, producing cracks, and finally turned into pieces on the ground.

In front of Luo Shifang appeared a holy cherry blossom forest that was different from the filthy land.

A cherry blossom petal passed his sight, and the scene in front of him suddenly opened up.

Under the thousand-year-old cherry blossoms, Luo Shifang and Yan Yuan looked at each other.

The same affection, like a blooming cherry blossom, connects the two together.