The self-cultivation of krypton gold boss [Comprehensive]

Tsuchimikado Itsuki did, as he himself said, not only disembarked for the candy.He was very concerned about the strange story he said last night. Since the strange story told in that ceremony would come true, it is absolutely impossible for a violent and bloody strange story not to hurt ordinary people.

So he kept in mind that although the strange stories he told were terrifying, they needed time to progress. Even if there were indeed salesmen who were targeted by the real strange stories in reality, it would take at least three encounters with the strange stories before the strange stories could hurt them. people.

He seems to have heard someone praise him as a clever little fox, but in the end it was confirmed that it was an illusion.

Nu Liangli followed him, watching him inquiring about strange stories with people in the city, endured it for a while, couldn't hold it back, and took the initiative to go up to him.

"Why don't you ask me?"

"Ask you?" Tsuchimikado Itsuki blinked, "Do you know?"

"Not just knowing, this is my city, and I know a lot."

Tsuchimikado Yiyue sized him up, he wasn't wearing the hunting clothes that Gongqing was accustomed to, so he shouldn't be the official city lord.One mouthful of "my city" should just be a metaphor for knowing a lot about the news in the city, right?That was fine, he had something to ask.

"Would you like to tell me something about the ghost stories in the city? I'll treat you to something."

The half-demon smiled, this is really a lovely reward.

"Okay, you want to ask about the recent ghost stories in the city that hurt people, right? Coincidentally, I know a lot."

First, he took Domimon Itsuki to visit a silk shop. This shop had been rumored to be a long silk that could strangle people.It was he who rescued the customers in the store at that time and set the strange talk on fire, and the turmoil was finally subsided.In his memory, this is the starting point where strange stories began to appear in large numbers.

"The devil-like silk hangs down from the beam, and it strangles a customer's neck..." the owner of the silk shop narrated, with lingering fears in his heart.Tsuchimikado Itsuki heard Yanagida tell this strange story on the boat, but he didn't expect it to come true very early on, and even tried to hurt people.

They went to visit places such as grocery stores and fish markets, and ordered grilled eel with rice at a nearby small shop at noon.

After a whole morning of visits, Tsuchimikado Itsuki's expression was quite bad, he realized that Yamamoto was lying to him last night.

What will restrain the strange story, it's just coaxing him to tell a powerful horror strange story!Sure enough, he would never be loyal to this kind of person, but he obviously believed it at first, so who tampered with his memory?

"What's the matter? You don't look happy." Nuliang Liban exchanged the eel on his plate for him, which was better grilled.The boy on the opposite side was holding his chopsticks with his eyes downcast, looking sullen.

"It's nothing..." Tsuchimikado Itsuki stretched out his chopsticks, picked up a piece of grilled eel and put it on the rice. The rich sauce covered the rice grains, and he silently took a bite of the rice.

"Eat it, I'm treating you. Maybe... soon no one will dare to eat eel."

Last night, Liu Tian told a story about a human-faced eel, which came true in a week. No one would dare to eat such a plump eel.

The half-demon stared at him quietly for a while, smiled, and lowered her head to take a bite of the eel.

"Aren't you curious? I thought you would ask me."

"what?"

Tsuchimikado Itsuki swallowed the rice in his mouth before speaking. Seeing the half-demonic smile on the opposite side staring at the corner of his mouth, he quickly licked off the stained sauce with his sleeve, but his attention was indeed diverted.

"Ask me how I know so much." Banyao seemed to be trying to adjust his emotions, with a bit of grievance that he couldn't show off, "I didn't know so much from the beginning, you have to ask me how I know .”

"..."

"Are you really not going to ask?"

Tsuchimikado Itsuki compromised, "How do you know so much?"

The half-demon shook off her nonexistent tail feathers almost immediately.

"Because I like to wander around the city. If there is excitement, I will go there. If there is no excitement, I can stay anywhere. Watching two cats fight can kill an afternoon."

Tsuchimikado Itsuki's eyes lit up, but he got stuck just as he opened his mouth.

He wanted to say that he also liked wandering around alone to kill time, but before he could say anything, he realized that he didn't have this hobby in his memory.Most of the time, he was managing the property, completing the tasks of Mr. Yamamoto, and even recently came to the Tangerine Boat.

It's strange why he thinks he likes to wander too.

"I also talk to people from time to time, whether I know them or not. It's also very interesting to listen to them talk about the new things of their day in their spare time."

Even though there were many "memories of the past" blocking her mind, this time, Tsuchimikado Itsuki couldn't help but speak.

"I like it too." He said softly, "I also like talking with people. The changing language and demeanor make me feel... as if touching their [heart]."

The half-demon's golden pupils were strangely bright.

"...you have touched my [heart]."

Being teased again, Tsuchimikado Itsuki has calmed down a lot.He couldn't even figure out his own affairs now, and he was not qualified to talk about whether to respond or not, so he bowed his head and took two bites of food, and the previous depression was almost dissipated.

He wanted to find out, whether it was these strange stories or his strange memory.

His silence has a different interpretation from the half-demon, who thinks it is beyond her control.

There is a connection between the tangerine boat and the strange stories that hurt people. The involuntary white-haired conjurer swings back and forth between his own morality and the loyal people who do evil, and the half-demon suddenly feels pity. The mother in the city is in a similar situation at the moment.

They visited a few more places in the afternoon, and at dusk, Banyao said goodbye to Tsuchimikado Itsuki at the pier.

A white-winged bird was flying in the golden-red sky and water. Tsuchimikado Itsuki thanked him and was about to return to the tangerine boat in a small boat.He was about to step onto the boat when the half-demon suddenly grabbed his hand.

"Will I still see you?"

His golden eyes were full of reluctance, and the hand holding him was a little tight.

"I will definitely get off the ship." He comforted softly, "I have some things I want to ask clearly, and in a few days, I will get off the ship and continue to follow those strange stories."

"Do not impulse."

"Ah."

Tsuchimikado Itsuki smiled helplessly as he still didn't let go of his hand.

"It's very late, I really have to go back."

"...Then I'll hug you." Banyao finally made a request, Tsuchimikado Itsuki hesitated for a while, and nodded slowly after confirming that the Tangerine Boat could not see this area at this time.

In the next second, he was pulled into his arms forcefully, and his cheek was pressed against the shoulder of the half-demon. Through several layers of clothing, he could feel the smooth and slightly hard texture underneath.The overly intimate contact did not make him feel uncomfortable at all. He looked at the black hair of the half-demon who was close at hand, and the hair tie tied to him near the nape of his neck, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand.

"this is mine……"

The half-demon let go of him and turned his head, avoiding his hand, and said with a smile:

"It's mine now."

What an unreasonable guy.Tsuchimikado Itsuki laughed, and he finally boarded the boat, which swayed across the calm river and drifted towards the splendid and luxurious mandarin orange boat.The half-demon on the shore followed his boat for a few steps, and when he could no longer follow, he raised his voice to remind him again.

"Don't be impulsive, run to the city if something is wrong, I'm here."

"……Um!"

When the shore gradually disappeared, Tsuchimikado Itsuki put away the gentle expression on his face, and his eyes sank slightly.The tangerine boat was ready for business, and he boarded the boat with the support of his servants. Yanagida was not there, and another cadre informed him that the Hundred Monogatari ceremony would be held tonight, and Master Yamamoto invited him to participate.

This time, Tsuchimikado Itsuki directly refused on the grounds that there was no strange talk, and it just ended yesterday, and he couldn't wait to start again today. Yamamoto's greed and impatience were far beyond his imagination.

"But..." The cadre's status was not high, and he was a little embarrassed at the moment, "But Mr. Yamamoto ordered you to attend the ceremony no matter what."

Tsuchimikado Itsuki put on a helpless expression.

"Naturally, I also want to share the worries of Yamamoto-sama, so I went ashore today to collect materials for ghost stories. The Hyakumonogatari ceremony requires the creation of ghost stories. I'm sorry, but I don't have any clues for new ghost stories."

Seeing that the cadre hesitated, he immediately said:

"I'm going to personally report to Lord Yamamoto now, your mission has been completed, thank you for your hard work."

The cadre breathed a sigh of relief, said a few more words, and left to do his own business.Tsuchimikado Itsuki went back to his room, changed his clothes, and went to meet Yamamoto, regretting that he couldn't come up with a new ghost story.

"Master Yamamoto's important event was delayed." His expression was very guilty, "But I can't think of it now anyway. If it is not created by myself, there will be no strong power. The quota for the ceremony is still given to some ghosts to say in the past few days. people are better."

Yamamoto was also anxious, but Tsuchimikado Itsuki was his right-hand man, and he was full of guilt at this moment, so he couldn't be too forceful.So let him go down to have a good rest, and try to come up with a usable ghost story sooner. In the past few days, he will hold the Hundred Monogatari ceremony every day, and there will be Tsuchimikado Itsuki at any time.

This can leave a buffer period of at least a few days.Tsuchimikado Itsuki also agreed, and returned to the room.

At night, a strong wind blew up on the river, and the batch of strange stories mentioned earlier took shape and began to invade the city.Tsuchimikado Yizuki rolled up the quilt, unable to fall asleep for a long time.Finally he sighed, groped to hold Yue Hui in his hand, pushed lightly, and the clear and clear light of the knife fell on his eyes like moonlight.

According to his calculations, the strange story that hurt people told by him should be advanced to the second stage at this time.

The shopkeeper had gone home early tonight, but he still met the kid from yesterday on the dark street.The little boy was short, holding money in his hand, pointing to the tallest item.

"Big brother, tall enough."

The shopkeeper's face was pale and he could hardly stand up.The child looked at him very patiently until he stood up tremblingly to take out the goods, then he gave the money and walked away with the goods.The shopkeeper sat there in horror for a while, and when he heard a strange rustling sound gradually coming from the darkness, he was shocked, stood up and ran home as if fleeing for his life.

The other ghosts lurking in the darkness unexpectedly did not attack him, but just watched him flee greedily.

Because he was already the prey of another powerful ghost.

Unwillingly, a centipede twisted its body and prepared to leave. The knife flashed, and its body broke in two. It spurted a lot of dirty blood from the crack. It curled up and struggled for a while before it died completely.Nuliang Liban flicked away the remaining blood on the knife, and looked at the direction where the child's strange talk left, the leader beside him was expressionless and dignified.

"Second generation..."

"It's a powerful strange story. The third time you encounter it, you should kill yourself."

"Then we..."

"Don't worry, let's clear up the other strange stories that have no taboos. The person who told the child's strange story is obviously very kind. It would be great if all strange stories had trigger steps like that."

It was already late at night, and along with strange stories and human wailing, the tug-of-war between the Nuragumi and Yamamoto kicked off.

The author has something to say:

Naked Seimei, the terminator of the second generation's green hat, and the great eunuch (bushi) who made great contributions to stabilizing the second generation's position as the main palace.

Nidaimu: I have never been in love so happily, a good person will have a safe life!