hotel

Gray and misty, Ichiro Yamazaki, who had been trekking for a long time, slept soundly, but the moisture in the air around him seemed to be very heavy, and gradually there were droplets of water on his eyebrows.

"Smack" seems to have a gentle sound of slamming the door.

"Who?" Yamada Shinichi, who was sleeping next door, woke up for fear of waking up, walked to the door, and asked in a low voice through a paper door.

No one answered, yawned again, and looked around, why is it foggy here, what is going on?

Pulling open the door, Ichiro Yamazaki saw layers of mist hanging on the steps, which were not cold, but made people feel very comfortable.

Ichiro Yamazaki was a little confused, and suddenly he heard the sound of water.

"Is it a hot spring? This inn has a hot spring?" he didn't know why, but he had this thought, and he unconsciously went deeper, and eventually the fog began to gradually dissipate, revealing a small area.

The stone carvings are scattered in the mist, the path is paved with smooth pebbles, and the half-picked paper lanterns carry a green light, and with the sound of the water, a fragrance comes over.

Ichiro Yamazaki has a very sharp nose and immediately distinguishes that this is the fragrance of a woman!

Although he is a samurai, he is only a low-level samurai, and he usually does not have much income, he is over thirty years old, and he can only occasionally go to the flower street to find some women to vent.

This time he accompanied Yamada Hall to Heianjing, and along the way, he didn't have the spare time to find a woman for recreation, and he had already suffocated.

When I smelled this aroma, I couldn't help but squint my eyes and couldn't help but get closer.

And at this time, someone inside spoke, and the voice was melodious and pleasant.

"Madam, I heard that two samurai have arrived in Beijing today, presumably they are the messengers of Kuniji and Izumi Mori Tachibana-sama, do you want to summon them?"

Mrs. Izumi Shikibe?

The woman in the hot spring turned out to be Mrs. Shikibe who will 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 unbearably.

"Well, what if it's a messenger? How lonely it is for him to become a Wazumi Mamoru and leave me here alone...... Go ahead, I'll take a bath again. ”

"Yes, ma'am. A maid replied, and came out of it, dressed in sackcloth, but with meticulous workmanship and jewelry.

It stands to reason that Ichiro Yamazaki should quickly avoid it, knowing that it was his wife, but he didn't know why, his heart was hot, and he hid behind a rock.

The maid was close, she looked sixteen or seventeen years old, she looked dignified and beautiful, Ichiro Yamazaki swallowed his saliva, his eyes stared at her charming curves, the maids were so seductive, let alone the hostess?

The maid smiled as if she were not smiling, her eyes swept over the stone, and she seemed to notice nothing, and followed the path.

The fog was getting more and more neutral, and Ichiro Yamazaki unconsciously approached and looked inside.

Suddenly, a woman who lowered her head and gently kneaded the green silk hanging down like satin came into view, and suddenly felt an impulse spread throughout her body in an instant.

By the time he came to his senses, he had rushed into it, and his hand was pressed on the woman's red skin, which was so smooth and delicate that his mind flew away.

"I ......" Ichiro Yamazaki stammered, did he explain, or begged for mercy?

Before he could react, the woman smiled lightly and pulled him gently, and the two of them fell into the hot spring, rolling into a ball......

The next room

In the hotel of this era, straw mats and coarse cloth quilts, of course, are not enjoyable, and the only thing that is worth the price is that at least the straw mats and quilts are sun-dried, with a little sunshine.

The boy lay in his clothes, the night wind howled, the corridor was quiet, and suddenly a faint smoke slid into it slowly along the gap in the closed wooden door.

Pei Ziyun's closed eyes opened, and mockery flashed inside.

"Sneaky in the middle of the night, fun. ”

said that it was interesting, Pei Ziyun had already jumped up, and as soon as he moved, the wooden knife was already in his hand.

The smoke that squeezed in, before he could touch Pei Ziyun, saw him step on it, "poof", let out a silent scream, and disappeared.

"Wow", the wooden door opened, and in the dark corridor, several vague figures first paused, then roared silently, and reflexively pounced.

As far as the eye can see, although they are humanoid and wearing clothes, they are ugly and hideous, with ghost fire flickering in the deep holes of their eyes, and their mouths are even wider to the limit.

There were six of them, three of them holding swords, three of them were bare-handed, and their nails were long and pointed, glowing black and blue.

Along with them comes a disgusting stench.

Pei Ziyun is actually not a person with a habit of cleanliness, but for this kind of demon, he has always been able to solve it quickly, so he can solve it quickly.

With a wave of the wooden knife, in the darkness, a cold white light.

The demons that rushed to them were almost as fast as shadows, but when they heard a "poof" and the sound of paper tearing, their bodies were stunned, and then with a "boom", a cluster of white flames appeared on their bodies, and suddenly turned into a fire.

"Ahh

Pei Ziyun's power was very restrained by the demons, and they only had time to let out a scream, and they were burned clean by the white flames, turning into a little dust, and even the Taidao was not spared.

"What's the matter, what's going on?" At the end of the corridor, the innkeeper who heard the noise opened the door and rushed out in his clothes, not even caring for his shoes, obviously hearing the screams just now, afraid that something would happen.

As a result, as soon as he went out, he saw a person standing in the corridor with a knife in his hand, and the boss trembled in fright and almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, the figure quickly spoke: "It's me, Shinichi Yamada." ”

"Ah, it's Yamada-sama!" The boss was somewhat relieved that he was a guest and not a robber, and he asked, "Did you hear the screams just now?"

Pei Ziyun carried a wooden knife, and when the other party approached, he frowned and said, "There are demons and ghosts in your hotel, they tried to attack me at night just now, and I killed them." ”

"Demons, demons?" The boss was so frightened that his face turned pale, and his body trembled: "My lord, I don't know, I don't know what you said! Are you okay? God, what are you, do you mean monsters and evil ghosts? Why do they come to my hotel?"

Pei Ziyun looked at it and said, "Stop acting, you are the one who runs the hotel, will you not know these things?"

"Even if you've heard of it, you've heard a lot of it, haven't you?"

"Before going to bed, your reaction to the legend of the lamp without buckwheat has been exposed, call out all the people you want to shout, right?"

As he spoke, the wooden knife was lifted.

"Yamada-sama. "In the face of the wooden knife, the innkeeper really changed color.

Those who are well-informed can feel that the wooden sword is colder than the saber on the samurai's waist, and it is full of cold murderous aura, which adds a chill to the blowing wind.

"How many people do you have to kill to have this murderous aura?"

"I can't think about it so much, so I can only say frankly, this is Heiankyo, even if you are a samurai, you can't kill people casually. The innkeeper thought and knelt down respectfully: "Lord Yamada, it is impossible for us to collude with the monsters and the yokai, and neither the Yin Yang Liao nor the Kyo will bypass us. ”

The innkeeper raised slightly, looked at Pei Ziyun's expression, bit his lip, and continued: "But our inn does know something, so we prepare some people, just for rescue, and there is no other malice." ”

As he spoke, with a wave of his hand, there was a beeping and peeling burning sound behind him, and four people came in, all of them were guys, their faces were blackened, and they all knelt in silence.

It's right that there is no other malicious intent to kill and rob goods, but if the guest dies, he will also take the opportunity to loot it, right?

Thinking like this, Pei Ziyun's expression slowed slightly, and then he looked next door.

"Although Ichiro Yamazaki has his own little abacus, in normal times, he is quite brave, even if he is afraid, he will not cower in the room when his young master is in danger. ”

"Even the innkeeper heard the movement and ran out, and the guests in the room also had some movement, but they didn't dare to come out, why was it quiet in the next room, there was no movement at all?"

"This situation is very wrong!" Pei Ziyun signaled the boss to silence and opened the door next door, which was not closed tightly, and opened with a slight pull.

It was pitch black inside, but a glance at it showed that it was empty.

"Ichiro Yamazaki wasn't in the room. ”

"Looks like something happened. Pei Ziyun was just about to turn around, when he paused, and smelled a faint smell, which was in this room.

The smell was similar to that of the demons just now, but it was a little more complicated.

The innkeeper exclaimed, "Ahhhhh

"What's wrong?" Pei Ziyun went out and asked.

The innkeeper's eyes widened, and he pointed to a place: "Just now, there was a figure just now!"

"Could it be Ichiro Yamazaki?"

Thinking like this, Pei Ziyun chased after him, the boss took four guys, holding torches, although the light was still dim, but he could see it, and soon on a stone in the courtyard, he saw a figure lying face down, this person was motionless, looking at his body and clothes, he was consistent with Ichiro Yamazaki who was not in the room.

"Ah, is it the samurai-sama?" approached, and the innkeeper just looked at it, almost fell, and hurriedly held on to the handrail, while the four men behind him retched.

Pei Ziyun's expression was quite calm, with only a faint trace of anger, he went over and slowly turned the person over, sure enough, it was Ichiro Yamazaki.

Ichiro Yamazaki's pants had been taken off, but his body was twisted and black, covered with congealed blood and mud, and he didn't know what kind of criminal punishment he had been subjected to, but he saw that the skin of his whole body was open, and the hand exposed in the sleeve of his left hand was broken, and even the white bones were exposed.

The most peculiar thing is that although Ichiro Yamazaki's face is distorted and black, if you look closely, you can see that his expression is full of happiness, and he doesn't seem to feel pain at all.

"In the final analysis, demons are not only filthy, but also difficult to have a person's moral outlook and worldview. Pei Ziyun was not surprised and muttered to himself.

Originally, the story of ghost love and shemale love filled young people with dreams.

"How nice it would be if I had a fox girl or a ghost girl. ”

But not to mention 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 people - who will fall in love with dirty garbage?

Nerves?

The person in front of you just met a female ghost, right?

How stupid is that......

Pei Ziyun felt a little pity for this man, just a little at the center of his eyebrows.