Clothes and brocade night travel [comprehensive]

Chapter 30

The banquet hall was as bright as day, and it was originally a colorful wall painting, but it was even more dazzling when illuminated by the candlelight, so dazzling that people couldn't keep their eyes open.

The faces of almost all the guests were frozen in a kind of distorted fear. Mr. Zhongping, who was telling the strange story of the bean-washing monk, stuffed his mouth with dry and hard red beans, and it seemed that many of them were stuck in the trachea, and his face was choked. His eyes turned blue, and the sounds of "swipe" and "swipe" continued to be heard under his several desks.

Ms. Suzuki, who told the story of the snake demon, was twisted around her waist by a snake with a human face. Her thin waist, which was not enough to grasp, was about to break, and her bones made the sound of being overwhelmed.

The strange stories told by the guests have now become a reminder to kill them. They opened their mouths with ferocious faces as if screaming, but no sound leaked out.

—A guest just told a story called "Don't scream."

Kyogokuhiko was still sitting by the table, casually turning his head, letting Diarmuid's red gun pass by his ear and penetrate the head of the monster flying towards him.

"I really don't understand elegance." He smiled lazily, and turned his head slightly to reveal a small section of his beautiful neck, "If you stain my clothes, you should be punished for disrespect."

"If you don't have me, you will have to kill these things yourself." Diarmuid put the light fur on Kyogokuhiko's body, rolled his wrist and cut the neck of the second monster rushing towards them.

The bluish-purple skin is very thin, and with a light stroke, blood gushes out like a fountain, and the strands are thick black sauce, with the smell of ink after a long time.

"It smells really bad." Kyogokuhiko covered his mouth and nose with a brocade handkerchief, a wrinkle formed between his brows, "Dirty my good wine for nothing." The white jade wine cup was full of a glass of fine wine that was as clear as water, and he Just throwing it on the ground will ignite a faint white flame, and the blood clinging to the monsters will spread all over the ground. In the blink of an eye, a small cup of fire that is nothing but a single spark will become a prairie fire. Stance swallows everything.

The white flames spread in all directions, burning most of the monsters in the room, and at the same time, it also burned all kinds of people at the banquet to screams, no matter whether it was a wealthy businessman or a lady, all of them were burning with flames, and they did not burn their clothes. They didn't burn their skin, but they all cried out in pain, rolled on the ground without any image, and the sight of tears streaming down their cheeks made people's hearts unbearable.

The fire uses wine as fuel, and the more vigorously it burns, the heavier the alcohol smell in the air. Yuqian Tribute Wine is one of the best products in a million. After throwing the wine, Kyogokuhiko remembered that this altar was from the Flower Festival in the south of the Yangtze River The congratulatory ceremony sent said that a hundred-year-old iron tree in a certain county was full of flowers, and five jars of wine were brewed together with dozens of other seasonal flowers and presented to congratulate him on his enthronement ceremony.

The taste of the wine is just average, but it’s just a fresh drink, and he doesn’t like the contents of the glass, so even if he realizes that it’s the last glass he just threw out, he doesn’t regret it, he just smiled and said: “The karma cycle is not good, I’m sorry. Never lie."

"Oh, it's really a young man." Nuliang Huapiao laughed, and stomped hard on the monster's throat, "But it's good to get blood every once in a while..." He jumped up lightly, hiding Unlocking the incoming weapon, he helped himself with his bamboo hat, "How many years have passed, and the way the Hundred Stories group absorbs fear has not improved at all."

The so-called Hundred Monogatari Group relies on ghost stories to generate monsters, and relies on monsters to collect "fear". This well-prepared banquet, even at the expense of exposing itself, has the purpose of attracting onmyoji, precisely because of the "Hundred Monogatari Group" "Brain" has reached the bottleneck period of growth and needs a big enough feast.

Unfortunately, now, it has become a pool of rotten meat on the ground.

"Slick ghost——!!!" The almost desperate howl came from the mouth of the young man who had just rushed in. He seemed to be unable to feel the flames burning on himself at all, and only threw himself on the short and ugly monster desperately. Beside, "Master Yamamoto! Master Yamamoto!"

The monster has lost its vitality, and its twisted brain-shaped head gradually melted on the ground. When the young man reached out to touch it, his hands were covered with gray-brown mucus, "Master Yamamoto! Master Yamamoto!" On the ground, the voice was like a cuckoo crying blood, with his fingers clasped on the ground, intermittent whimpers came from his throat.

Kyogokuhiko stopped wanting to go out, turned his head to look at the young man, and there was a bit of interest in his eyes.

The faint white flame on the young man gradually extinguished, "Master Yamamoto will not die..." He wailed, "I will not let Master Yamamoto die..."

With scarlet tears streaming from his eyes, he murmured: "There is a kind of monster in this world that can revive it by devouring the corpses of other monsters." His face flushed with frenzy, "Its name is, Liutian... its name is... Liutian."

"My name is Yanagida."

The handsome young man's face fell to the ground like mud, and threw himself on the body of the dead monster, wriggling and covering it completely. Nuliang Huapiao tried to swing two knives at him, but it passed through the body, almost He couldn't stop for a moment and almost lost his waist.

"You can't hurt Liutian." Yuan Chao stood near them at some point. Although the flames were still burning on his body, his expression was as usual and he even smiled a little. "The monster named Liutian can bring the dead back to life." " As he said this, the slow devouring progress over there suddenly accelerated, and Nuliang's expression changed, and he said, "Yamamoto's mouth?"

"Yeah." Yuan Chao smiled and pointed to his mouth, "If the Nuragumi hadn't killed Yamamoto-sama, how could his body have scattered, so that every organ has become an independent consciousness like me Monster, only one brain survives in the end?"

Accompanied by his words, several monsters with distorted faces came out from the back of the banquet hall, "It's really an honor, I wanted to use this hundred stories to deal with some onmyojis who don't have eyes, but I didn't expect to be buried by Nuliang Huapiao place." Yuan Chao walked to the center of the group of monsters, opened a small paper fan to cover his mouth, "I don't know how your son will feel?"

The Hundred Monogatari Group more than a hundred years ago was led by a human businessman named Yamamoto Gorozaemon, because he unscrupulously spread strange stories and collected "fear" in order to become a Buddha. Killed by his partner, he turned from a human into a monster when he was desperate. Every part of his body was separated from the body and became a separate monster, leaving only a "brain" baby with Yamamoto's consciousness.

"Hundred Stories Group is planning to bully the elderly with more bullying and less bullying?" Nuliang Huapiao pretended to cough twice, "Natto little monk!"

He came this time, but he also brought his Hundred Ghosts Night Walk.

"Go and play too." Kyogokuhiko said, and glanced sideways at Diarmuid. The tense atmosphere obviously aroused the blood in the knight's bones, making him a little eager to try.

Relatively speaking, the slow devouring in front of me is too boring. If you don’t watch it, you don’t feel at ease, and there is no way to deal with it. You can only watch the two lumps that hurt your eyes merge together at the speed of ants eating elephants. .

"Go and play, I'll watch over here." Jing Jiyan said, "Otherwise, help me go to Fushouzhai to buy something to eat."

Diarmuid glanced at the person who had moved out of the chair and sighed, "Then please be careful."

Kyogokuhiko waved his hand impatiently at him, and with a swipe of his fingertips, he drew a circle of white flames around the two devouring monsters.Then Diarmuid called out his long spear, turned around and rushed into the battle group, and together with the Hyakki brought by Nuliang Hualao, blocked the Hyakmonogatari group from approaching the fusion circle.

"He's really a beautiful little brother~~" The tall woman was blocked by Diarmuid, she combed her thick hair, wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and licked her plump lips, " Will you be delicious, little brother~~"

Diarmuid showed a contemptuous smile, raised his spear with his right hand and pointed it straight, raised his head and said, "Why talk too much, let's fight."

"I hope you can still be so spineless later~~" The woman giggled and stretched out her hands suddenly. Diarmuid raised his gun and blocked it. His fingers were held up by the spear, but he didn't want his hands to suddenly become two soft sticks. There are countless big mouths on the tentacles, and the mouths are drooling everywhere.

Like some ugly underwater octopus, its two tentacles curled around the red gun shaft, and spread around the gun shaft. The tentacles opened and closed their mouths, coveting Diarmuid's body made of pure magic.

For monsters, this can be regarded as an excellent tonic.

The saliva dripped on the barrel of the gun, and Diarmuid frowned. Feeling the eyes behind him, he knew that a certain majesty must be looking disgusted at this moment and wished that his weapon could be completely rebuilt and disinfected. The headache was how to appease His Majesty, who had an attack of cleanliness, and he no longer wanted to fight with monsters.

The figure suddenly dissipated and disappeared in place, and appeared behind her before the monster could react. The red gun in his hand drew a strange and light arc, and sank into the monster's heart without a sound.

Dirty brown-black blood splattered everywhere, the monster let out a sharp roar, and its figure gradually withered and shrank into a shaking lump of flesh on the ground. But he fished the meat ball out of his gun at an unimaginable speed.

Then there was an even more piercing scream. Diarmuid followed the prestige and saw that in the cage surrounded by dark white flames, the monster transformed by Yanagida had formed a roughly human shell. At this time, something like a hand was about to Pulling the piece of meat into his stomach, the flame was burning in his hand, but it didn't take long before it went out as if there was no fuel, leaving only large black marks of burning.

Kyogokuhiko drew complicated pictures and texts with his fingertips. It was not for nothing that he tossed the Yumonin family. He learned all kinds of spells and talismans more or less, probably because the body is composed of magic power. It is extremely handy, especially the puppet technique and purification technique that Xinjie Xinjie, the head of the Yumenyuan of the Five Dynasties, is good at. Because the two can chat a few words, the practice is particularly smooth.

The huge magic circle was outside the cage of flames, and he was still sitting in a lazy and irregular posture, but his eyes were a little more sharp and dignified. The silver-white runes extending from his fingertips were really beautiful, but he looked suppressed. From the appearance of the monster under the magic circle, one knew that this was not some ornamental display.

"You are really powerful." Yuan Chao quietly stood behind Jing Jiyan, looked at the twisted monster under the magic circle, and praised softly.

Kyogokuhiko sneered lightly, and was not surprised by his approach, "It's rare that the master is so happy when he is about to die."

"Ah, how should I put it?" Yuan Chao tilted his head, beating the paper fan on the palm of his hand, "I am Master Yamamoto's mouth, if Master Yamamoto comes back alive, I will have no way to survive, and I will only be like Liu Tian You're such an idiot, that's why you don't even want to revive him with your life."

"It's really an idiot." Jing Jiyan rubbed two fingers and cut off the rune, and the magic circle spun and radiated, gradually melting into the monster's body, "But such stupid loyalty is more appreciated than you value."

The magic circle seemed to be a great tonic. It melted into the monster's body and made him grow dozens of times faster. The mud on the surface of the body kept churning, and suddenly stretched out in the direction of Yuan Chao.

Yuan Chao's face changed, and he retreated quickly without thinking, but he heard Jing Jiyan said with a low smile: "His name is Ashatori monk." Before he could react to what Jing Jiyan said, he felt There was a pain in his foot, and several Ashatori monks hugged his ankle from the ground, blocking him for a moment.

Kyogokuhiko actually deconstructed the operation method of spiritual power to create monsters only by relying on a few strange talks at the banquet.

And it only needs to be stopped for a moment, Yuan Chao is firmly grasped by the big hand made of mud, and dragged into the cage through the dark white flames. The body of the demon cannot help the flames, and soon his body Amidst the screams, only a few pieces of flesh were left, which were stuffed into the head by the monster, and the soul became the nourishment for the flames.

Only now did he understand that Kyogokuhiko was preventing the fusion and growth of monsters, and was clearly helping him to transform more quickly. The white prison was enough to burn the monsters born in Yamamoto's body to the prototype, and then Return to the body again.

But it was useless to understand, the monster's muddy face gradually made a hoarse sound.

"Master Yamamoto! Master Yamamoto!"

"My organs... come back... my organs..."

"Mouth" is back.

Liu Tian's sanity is still there.

"Hey, hey, which side are you helping?" Little Monk Natto saw that the monster was getting bigger and bigger, and asked with a jump.

Jing Jiyan yawned tiredly, with a cold smile on his face, "I just want to see the sad ending of this foolish loyalty, and I think it can be used as a side dish for drinking."

If a foolish and loyal person were to be placed by his side, he would definitely find it difficult to resist being boring, but unexpectedly he didn't dislike such a life-sacrificing person very much, so he didn't mind fulfilling that pathetic loyalty once in a while.

The shadow of the red gun flashed past, provoking the powerless monster and throwing it into the fire. Diarmuid smiled and said, "You will win the battle later."

"Of course." Kyogokuhiko replied with raised eyebrows, "If you dare to question me like that, you have to hit the wall."