Plundering the Dao of the Immortal Journey Chapter 706: Spa
? Hotel
A piece of gray, Yamazaki Ichiro, who has traveled for a long time, slept very soundly, but the surrounding air seemed to be heavy with moisture, and gradually there were drops of water on his eyebrows.
The "pop" seems to have a soft knock on the door.
"Who?" For fear of waking up Yamada Shinichi who was sleeping next door, Yamazaki Ichiro woke up, walked to the door, and asked in a low voice through a paper door.
No one answered, he yawned again, and looked around. Why is it foggy here? What's the matter?
Opening the door, Yamazaki Ichiro saw a layer of mist hung on the steps. The mist was not cold, but it made people feel very comfortable.
Yamzaki Ichiro was a little confused, he heard the sound of water suddenly.
"Is it a hot spring? This hotel has a hot spring?" He didn't know why, he had this idea, and he didn't consciously go to the depths. Eventually the mist began to dissipate gradually, revealing a small area.
The stone carvings are scattered in the mist. The path is paved with smooth pebbles. The half-pick paper lanterns carry a green light. With the sound of water, a fragrance is passed over.
Ichiro Yamazaki has a very good nose, and he immediately distinguishes that this is the fragrance of a woman!
Although he is a samurai, he is only a low-level samurai. He usually does not earn much. He is over 30, so he can only occasionally go to the flower street to find some women to vent.
This time he accompanied the Yamada Temple to Ping An Jing. Along the way, he didn't have the leisure time to find a woman to have fun, and he was suffocated long ago.
When I smelled the scent, I couldn't help but narrowed my eyes and couldn't help but approach.
At this moment, someone inside was talking, and the voice was soft and sweet.
"Madam, I heard that two samurai arrived in Beijing today. They must be the messengers of Mr. Kouji Izumori Machisada. Would you like to summon me?"
Mrs. Izumi Shibu?
The woman in the hot spring turned out to be Mrs. Shibu to meet tomorrow? !
The woman sighed softly, and this sound, as soft as a cat's paw, scratched the tip of Yamazaki Ichiro's heart, itching intolerably.
"Hey, what about the messenger? He went to be Izumi Shou, leaving me here by myself. How lonely... Go ahead, I will take a bath again."
"Yes, ma'am." A maid replied, coming out from the inside. She was wearing linen clothes, but with meticulous workmanship and jewelry.
According to the truth, Yamazaki Ichiro should avoid him quickly, knowing that it was his wife, but he didn't know why, his heart was hot, and he hid behind a rock.
The maid is approaching, she looks sixteen or seventeen years old, looks dignified and beautiful, Yamazaki Ichiro gulped, and stared at her charming curve. The maids are so alluring, not to mention the mistress?
The maid smiled rather than smile, her gaze swept over the stone, and she seemed to notice nothing, and went along the path.
The fog became more and more dense, and Yamazaki Ichiro unconsciously approached and looked inside.
Suddenly, a woman who bowed her head and gently rubbed the blue silk hanging down like satin came into view, and suddenly felt an impulse spread all over her body.
When he woke up, he had already rushed into it and pressed his hand on the woman Chiguo's skin, smooth and delicate, making his mind fly.
"I..." Yamazaki Ichiro gaped, did he explain or beg for mercy?
Before waiting for a response, the woman smiled and pulled him gently, and the two fell into the hot spring and rolled into a ball...
Next door·Room
In the hotels of this era, straw mats and coarse cloth quilts are of course not enjoyable. The only thing that is worth the price is that at least the straw mats and quilts are sun-dried, with a little bit of sunshine.
The young man lay in his clothes, the night wind roared, the corridor was quiet, and a faint smoke suddenly slid in along the gap in the closed wooden door.
Pei Ziyun opened his eyes closed, taunting flashing inside.
"Sneaky visit in the middle of the night, interesting."
He said it was interesting, Pei Ziyun had already jumped up, and with one move, the wooden knife was already in his hand.
The smoke squeezed in, before he had time to touch Pei Ziyun, he saw him step on it, "poof", screamed silently, and disappeared.
"Wow," the wooden door opened. In the dark and secluded corridor, a few vague silhouettes first stopped, then roared silently, and pounced back.
Looking at them, even though they are humanoids and wearing clothes, they are ugly and hideous, with ghosts flashing in their eyes, and their mouths are widened to the limit.
Six in full, three of them holding big swords, three of them with bare hands, and their nails are long and pointed, black and blue.
Along with them, there is a disgusting stench.
Pei Ziyun is not actually a cleanliness person, but for this kind of ghost, he has always been able to make quick decisions, so he can make quick decisions.
With a wave of the wooden knife, in the darkness, there was a sharp white light.
The monsters rushing, almost as fast as the shadows, but only heard a "puff", the sound of the paper tearing apart, and their bodies halted, followed by a "boom", and a cluster of white flames appeared on them. Suddenly, his body turned into a fire.
"Ah!"
The power of Pei Ziyun is very restrained from the demons. They only had time to let out a scream, and they were burned clean by the white flame, turning into a little bit of dust, and even the sword was not spared.
"What's the matter, what's the matter? Who is calling?" At the end of the corridor, the innkeeper who heard the noise opened the door and rushed out wearing clothes, not even his shoes. He obviously heard the scream just now. , Afraid of accidents.
As soon as I left the house, I saw a person standing in the corridor with a knife in his hand. The boss trembled in shock and almost fell to the ground.
Fortunately, the figure quickly said: "It's me, Shinichi Yamada."
"Ah! It's Yamada-sama!" As the guest, not the robber, the boss breathed a sigh of relief. He asked, "You heard the scream just now?"
Pei Ziyun carried the wooden knife, approached the other party, frowned and said: "There are demons in your hotel. They tried to attack me at night, but I killed them."
"Monsters, demons?" The boss was scared and his face was earthy, and his body trembled: "My lord, I don't know, I don't know what you said! Are you okay? My God, what is a demon? Ghosts? Why do they come to my hotel?"
Pei Ziyun stared at him and said: "Stop acting, you are the one who runs the hotel, don't you know these things?"
"Even if you heard it, you have heard a lot, right?"
"Before going to bed, your reaction to the legend of Deng Wu Buckwheat has been exposed. Call out all the people you want to shout?"
Speaking, the wooden knife has been raised.
"Master Yamada." Facing the wooden sword, the innkeeper really changed color.
A well-informed person can feel that the wooden sword is colder than the samurai samurai's waist, and it is full of cold murderous aura, adding a chill to the blowing wind.
"How many people must be killed to have this murderous aura?"
"I can’t think about it so much, I can only say frankly. This is Heiankyo, even a samurai, you can’t kill casually." The innkeeper thought, kneeling down respectfully: "Master Yamada, we can’t fight with monsters. Collusion, Yin Yang Liao and Jing Zhi will not bypass us."
The innkeeper lifted up a little, looked at Pei Ziyun's expression, bit his lip, and continued: "But our inn does know a little bit, so we prepare some people just for rescue and no other malice."
While speaking, with a wave of his hand, there was a burning sound of beeping and peeling from behind. Four people came in, all of them dudes, their faces blackened, and all of them knelt in silence.
There is no other malicious intent of murder and robbery, but if the customer dies, he will take the opportunity to search it, right?
Thinking about this, Pei Ziyun looked a little slow, then looked at the next door.
"Although Yamazaki Ichiro has his own little abacus, in peacetime, he is still brave, even if he is afraid, he will not hide in the room when he is a young master in distress."
"Even the innkeeper heard the movement coming out, and the guests in the room also had some movement, but they didn't dare to come out. Why is the next room quiet and there is no movement at all?"
"This situation is very wrong!" Pei Ziyun motioned to the boss to silence, and opened the door next door. The door was not closed tightly, and it opened with a slight pull.
The room was dark, but only a glance showed that there was no one in the room.
"Ichiro Yamazaki is not in the room."
"It looks like something went wrong." Pei Ziyun was about to turn around, and after a pause, he smelled a faint smell in this room.
The smell is similar to the smell of the ghosts just now, but it's more complicated.
The innkeeper exclaimed: "Ah! Who?"
"What's wrong?" Pei Ziyun went out and asked.
The innkeeper widened his eyes and pointed a finger: "Just now, there was a figure just now!"
"Is it Yamazaki Ichiro?"
Pei Ziyun thought this way and chased him. The boss took four men and held torches. Although the light was still dim, he could see it. Soon on a stone in the courtyard, he saw one face down. The figure of this person was motionless, looking at his figure and clothes, it was the same as Yamazaki Ichiro who was not in the room.
"Ah, could it be that samurai?" Approaching, the innkeeper just took a look, almost fell, and hurriedly supported the armrest to support it, and the four guys behind all retorted.
Pei Ziyun's expression was still calm, with only a hint of anger, he went over, and slowly turned the person over, and it turned out that it was Yamazaki Ichiro.
Ichiro Yamazaki’s trousers have been taken off, but his body is twisted and black, covered with clotted blood and mud. I don’t know what kind of criminal law he has suffered. The bones are exposed.
The most peculiar thing is that although Yamazaki Ichiro’s face is distorted and black, he can see that his expression is full of joy and he does not seem to feel pain at all.
"At the end of the day~IndoMTL.com~The ghost is not only filthy, but also difficult to have a human morality and worldview." Pei Ziyun was not surprised, muttering to himself.
In the beginning, the story of love between humans and ghosts, and between humans and monsters filled young people with dreams.
"It would be great for me to have a fox girl or a ghost girl."
But let’s not say anything else, as the world sees and hears, Pei Ziyun understands more and more that the so-called demons and demons are actually losers and filthy ones-who will fall in love with filthy trash?
Nervous?
The person in front of me just met a female ghost, right?
What a stupid...
Pei Ziyun feels a little pity for this man, just a little bit towards the eyebrow.
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