The self-cultivation of krypton gold boss [Comprehensive]

In the light rain, the tangerine boat sailed slowly.Two cadres who were trusted by Yamamoto boarded the top floor of the big ship. Yamamoto waited for them in the largest hall. There was no lamp in the hall, and there was a candle in front of everyone, which reflected everyone's face half-bright .

Tsuchimikado Itsuki and Yanagida bowed to Yamamoto at the head, and then took their seats.The candles in front of them were also lit, and in the windless and airtight room, it was steadily rising upwards, Tsuchimikado Itsuki only felt that the current hall was full of strange atmosphere.

"Everyone is here." Yamamoto smiled slowly, the candlelight illuminated a layer of smooth grease on his face, as if it would drip and overflow at any time.He himself was constantly letting his servants wipe his sweat, and several beautiful playgirls accompanied him, curious and shy about the situation at this time.

"Everyone here today is my nobleman, Gorozaemon Yamamoto." Yamamoto paused, "There are my loyal subordinates, servants, adults who are regular customers of the tangerine boat, and my beauties."

Fat hands stroked a woman's bun, the woman laughed coquettishly, and some of the guests sitting below also laughed a few times.

"The purpose of calling everyone today is to gather everyone's strength, tell strange tales, condense fear, and brew the most delicious tea." He opened his arms exaggeratedly and waved them vigorously, "Please believe it! It is the most delicious tea in the world! Once you taste it, you will never forget it! I, Yamamoto Gorozaemon, would like to share this delicacy with everyone here.”

Someone immediately laughed. He is a frequent visitor to Tangerine Boat, and he is also a wealthy and influential figure.

"Haha, although I don't think it will be so delicious that I will lose my soul, but I am still very happy to participate in Yamamoto-sama's game."

The vast majority of guests only took this as a pastime, and it was considered to be a face for Yamamoto, so they joined the game.Yamamoto's casual faces after sweeping the candlelight, but his two cadres were very cautious with their eyes downcast.He grinned, and the fat on his face was squeezed together exaggeratedly, so this diligent and grateful smile appeared a bit distorted and ferocious.

despise him!Despise him to your heart's content!Soon you will all kneel at my feet, begging me for a cup of tea of ​​the overlord at any cost!

"My lord—thank you very much." Yamamoto hid all the madness in his eyes, "Then, let's begin!"

"Each person tells a terrifying strange story, and then blows out the candle in front of him. After this set is completed, the next person will continue. Before dawn, let's see how many strange stories we can tell."

The woman yelled a few times pretending to be scared at the right time, which aroused the laughter of the guests.They comforted the beautiful woman beside them, and Yamamoto raised his chin to Yanagida, indicating that the ceremony would start from Yanagida.

"Yes, Master Yamamoto." Liu Tian nodded, pondered for a while, and spoke slowly.

"It was a rainy and snowy winter day, and a fisherman named Sanlang was fishing for eels at sea."

"This kind of eel only appears in winter. The meat is so rich that it can be sold no matter how much it is. So despite the bad weather, Saburo still chooses to go to sea for his livelihood."

"The weather was so bad, wet and cold, that Saburo's boat was wobbly. He cast his net at last, hoping for a big catch, and some of the eels he had caught were slippery around his feet like snakes." swim."

Liu Tian's voice was deep and deep, and matched with the faint sound of boats passing outside, it seemed to really bring people to the sea covered with sticky gray foam where the fisherman Saburo was. into death.Someone held his breath and moved impatiently in his seat.

"...The city advocated opening his mouth and biting off the head of the eel. Saburo's frightened face was squeezed until blurred between his lips and teeth."

"'Oh, the eel is so fat.'"

"The city lord praised in satisfaction."

After Liu Tian finished speaking, he blew out the candle, and his whole body was completely submerged in darkness.The next guest trembled a little, obviously having lingering fears about the story just now, he paused for a while, and then slowly started to tell.

"Matsunosuke's house has a long porch..."

The guests narrated one by one in order, Tsuchimikado Itsuki was next to Yanagida, and he was the last one in the order of the narration.During the long circle, he heard many horrible and bloody ghost stories. The candles were extinguished one by one, but he felt a wave of heat blowing against his face, and even vaguely heard the sound of steam bumping against the lid when the water gradually boiled.

——The tea pot placed in the middle of the hall gradually boiled, and the black air flow gradually flowed into the tea pot following the narration of strange stories one by one.The tea pot gradually filled up, emitting an indistinct sweet or fragrant smell, which caused the guests to sniff their noses, and now they believed what Yamamoto said, this might really be the most delicious drink.

It was Tsuchimikado Itsuki's turn to tell the story. At this time, there was only a little candle in front of him in the room, and the other candles were all extinguished.He took a deep breath, and all eyes were cast on him from the darkness, forming an unspeakable psychological pressure.

Naturally, he didn't take the pressure seriously, he was just thinking about which strange story to tell.

Strange, how did he know so many strange stories?

In the light of the last candle, the white-haired boy lowered his eyes slightly, his face illuminated by the fire was exquisite and beautiful, his long eyelashes blinked a few times, he spoke.

"It was an early summer night..."

He told the story of the lights on the sea, and there were a lot of weird and scary things in the middle, but at the end, his tone eased.

"'If you don't treat our children well, I will drag you into hell!' After the woman finished speaking, she walked towards the sea, and as she walked, her body turned into blue and white spots of light."

After he finished speaking, he was about to blow out the candle in front of him, but Yamamoto interrupted him.

Yamamoto frowned, his fat face full of incomprehensible expressions.

"this story……"

The other guests also had indescribable expressions, Tsuchimikado Itsuki heard Yanagida sigh.

"It's really a story in your style."

"???"

No, is there something wrong with his story?It's good to start, inherit, and reunite, isn't it?Because humans and ghosts cannot be together, the two broke up, and the female ghost turned into lights on the sea, staring at the man every day to see if he mistreats her child... It's very good, it's a warning, it's scary.

Everyone else's reaction was "emmmmm".

For the first time in his life, Tsuchimikado Itsuki was hit hard.

"I hope you can tell a bloody and terrifying ghost story." Yamamoto recovered from the entanglement and said slowly, "That kind of story can collect the most fear, and the fear will accumulate faster. You see, Chapot has already Almost filled and boiling."

"Can……"

"Your strange talk can only bring awe, which is too slow to bear fruit."

The guests also regained their senses from their bewilderment, and urged Tsuchimikado Itsuki to change the story. The one just now was too small and fresh, and it was a bit sweet.

Tsuchimikado Itsuki: "..."

Is there something wrong with Xiaoqing?Let me tell you, if you put the full text of what you said here, it will not pass the trial!

Tsuchimikado Itsuki was stunned, and suddenly heard a hurried voice from outside the door, the servant's voice could not conceal the surprise and excitement!

"Master Yamamoto! My lords! I take the liberty to bother you all! But...but..."

"The sea is full of blue and white light spots now! It's as beautiful as a dream!"

"what?!!"

Yamamoto was taken aback. His fat and bloated figure shook violently on the seat, causing the woman beside him to scream and support him.After the initial shock, he and everyone present thought of the story Tsuchimikado Itsuki had just told.

It came true so quickly...

All the strange tales told in this unique ceremony tonight can come true.It can even be said that tonight is the occasion for Yamamoto to create his loyal subordinates. Those horrible and bloody strange stories will become real objects and enter the city, gathering human fear through killing and chasing. The quantity in the pot is up.

But more...to overflowing...!

However, it takes as short as a week or as long as half a month for the ghost story to come true. This process can hardly be accelerated, so the current activities are part of the ghost story created by Yamamoto before.But just after Tsuchimikado Itsuki finished his narration, the strange talk immediately came true, which is really unprecedented!

The window opened by the servant brought in a little light from outside, and Tsuchimikado Itsuki held his own candle so that it would not go out.When he saw the river outside the window, he couldn't help but widen his eyes——

Tens of thousands of blue and white light spots with long tails float up. They are light spots transformed into female ghosts. They often rise above the water surface to monitor whether the husband is mistreating the children.This is indeed the picture that popped up in his mind when he told it, and it came true immediately!

The ceremony was not over yet, so the windows were closed again soon, and everyone else in the hall looked at Tsuchimekon Itsuki in shock.Yamamoto suddenly increased his breathing, and he said hurriedly and frantically:

"Quick! Tell a really scary story! Tell it quick!"

God help him!The ability to make it come true belongs to his loyal subordinates!This level of sympathy with the strange talk really made him ecstatic.If he could keep talking, without stopping, he didn't even need to please those dignitaries, the city would fall under his net of fear!

Being urged by him, Tsuchimikado Itsuki frowned in embarrassment.

"I'm... not very good at that..."

"Hurry up!!!" Yamamoto was almost yelling at him, and finally looked at Tsuchimikado Itsuki's wide eyes, felt that he had slipped his words, and calmed down again.

"You don't know how precious this ability is..." He softened his voice and tried his best to coax him, "Speak quickly, we are all listening."

Tsuchimikado Itsuki didn't want to tell such stories, what he was most worried about was that such strange stories would hurt people.Yamamoto immediately pointed out that he would not use strange stories to do anything wrong, and the current situation could not allow him to refuse, so even though there was a lot of resistance in his heart, Tsuchimikado Itsuki still slowly told a bloody strange story.

It's not that I can't speak, but that I don't want to.

Human beings gain awe from ghost stories, which is the meaning of existence of ghost stories that he recognizes.But what ghost stories bring should not only be terror, but fright. Such ghost stories can hardly be called success, because the "heart" of ghost stories has been lost.

The settings that Tianhu left on the picture scroll took effect again——

[I am very interested in Hundred Monogatari. 】

Think of it as a clear and gentle thing.