The banquet hall is as bright as day, it is a brilliant wall painting, and it is even more brilliant when it is illuminated by the candle flame, and it is so dazzling that people can't open their eyes.

The faces of almost all the guests were frozen in a kind of distorted fear, Mr. Zhongping, who talked about the strange talk of the little monk who washed the beans, his mouth was stuffed with dry and hard red beans, and many of them seemed to be stuck in the trachea, choking his face was blue and his eyes were white, and the sound of "brushing" and "brushing" was constantly heard under his several cases.

Miss Suzuki, who told the story of the snake demon, was strangled by a snake with a human face, and her thin waist was about to break, and her bones made an overwhelmed sound.

The strange talk of the guests has now become a talisman for their lives, and their hideous faces open their mouths as if they were screaming, but no sound leaked out.

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

Kyogokuhiko was still sitting on the edge of the desk, and he casually turned his head sideways, letting Dilumudo's red spear pass through his ears and penetrate the heads of the youkai flying towards him.

"I really don't understand elegance." He smiled lazily, tilting his head slightly to reveal a small piece of his beautiful neck, "If you stain my robe, you should be punished for the crime of disrespect." ”

"Without me, you're going to have to kill these things yourself." Dilumudo draped the light fur on Kyogokuhiko's body, and with a curl of his wrist, slashed the neck of the second youkai who rushed towards them.

The blue-purple skin was very thin, and with a slight stroke, blood gushed out, and the strands were thick sauce black, with the smell of ink after a long time.

"It smells so tight." Kyogokuhiko covered his mouth and nose with a brocade handkerchief, and a wrinkle appeared between his eyebrows, "It's my good wine for nothing." The white jade wine cup was full of a glass of wine that was as clear as water, and he splashed it on the ground at will, and it ignited a faint white fire, clinging to the blood of the monsters all over the ground, and in the blink of an eye, a small cup of sparks became a prairie fire, and before people could react, they devoured a qiē with a posture that covered the sky and the sun.

The faint white firelight spread around, burning most of the monsters in the room at the same time, but also burning all kinds of people at the banquet screaming miserably, whether it is a wealthy businessman or a noble lady or a celebrity, the body is burning with flames, not burning clothes or skin, but they are all screaming in pain, without any image rolling on the ground, the appearance of sobbing people can not bear it.

The fire is fueled by wine, the more vigorously it burns, the heavier the wine in the air, the royal tribute wine is all a good choice of one in ten thousand, Jing Jiyan threw out the wine before remembering, this altar is the Jiangnan Flower Dynasty Festival sent to the congratulatory ceremony, said that the hundred-year-old iron tree of a certain county bloomed full of flowers, and the remaining dozens of seasonal flowers together brewed five jars of wine to offer, to congratulate him on the enthronement ceremony.

The taste of the wine is just average, just to drink fresh, and he is not good about the contents of the cup, so even if he reacts that it is the last glass that has just been thrown out, he does not feel sorry, and only smiles: "The cycle of karma is not happy, and I never speak." ”

"Oh, it's really a young man." Nu Liang smiled and stomped the throat of the monster under his feet, "But it's not bad to have a handful of blood once in a while......" He jumped up lightly, dodged the attacking weapon, and helped his hat, "How many years have passed, and the way the Hundred Monogatari Group absorbs fear has not grown at all." ”

The so-called 100 Monogatari Group,It is to rely on strange talk to produce monsters,And rely on monsters to collect "fear",This well-prepared banquet,Even at the expense of exposing themselves to attract the purpose of the Onmyoji,It is precisely because the "brain" of the Hundred Monogatari Group has reached the bottleneck period of growth,Need a grand enough feast。

It's a pity that now, it has become a puddle of rotten meat on the ground.

"Slippery ——!!!" A howl of almost despair came from the mouth of the young man who had just rushed in, and he seemed to have no feeling of the flames burning on his body at all, and only desperately pounced on the short and ugly youkai, "Yamamoto-sama! Yamamoto-sama! ”

The monster had lost its life, and its twisted brain-shaped head gradually melted to the ground, and the young man reached out to touch it, and his hands were covered with gray-brown slime, "Yamamoto-sama! Lord Yamamoto! He fell to the ground with a stagnate voice, his voice like a cuckoo's cry of blood, his fingers clasped to the ground, and his throat let out intermittent whimpering.

Kyogokuhiko paused to walk out, and turned his head to look at the young man, his eyes filled with interest.

The faint white flames on the young man's body gradually extinguished little by little, "Yamamoto-sama will not die" He cried, "I will not let Yamamoto-sama die"

With scarlet tears streaming down his eyes, he muttered, "There is a youkai in this world that can be brought back to life by devouring the corpses of other youkai." "His face was flushed with a feverish flush," his name was Yanagida. ”

"My name is Yanagida."

The young man's handsome face fell to the ground like mud, and he pounced on the body of the dead monster, squirming and covering it completely, and Nu Liang tried to swing two knives at it, but it passed through the body, almost making him stop for a moment and almost flash his old waist.

"You can't hurt Yanagida." Yuan Chao stood near them at some point, and although there was still a flame burning on his body, he even smiled a little as usual, "The youkai named Yanagida can bring the dead back to life. As he said this, the progress of the slow devouring over there suddenly accelerated, and Nu Liang's face changed, and he said, "Yamamoto's mouth? ”

"yes." Enchao smiled and pointed to his mouth, "If it weren't for the Nura Group who killed Yamamoto-sama, how could his body have scattered so much that all organs have become youkai with independent consciousness like me, and in the end, only one brain is left alive?" ”

With his words, several monsters with distorted faces walked out from the back of the banquet hall, "It's really an honor, I wanted to use this Hundred Things to dispose of some onmyoji who don't have long eyes, but I didn't expect to be the burial place of Nu Liang's slippery scoop." Yuan Chao walked to the center of the group of monsters and opened the small paper fan to cover his mouth, "I wonder how your son will feel?" ”

More than 100 years ago, the Hyakmonogatari group was led by a human businessman named Goro Saemon Yamamoto, because he unscrupulously spread strange tales and collected "fear" in order to become a Buddha himself, and was killed by the general of the Nura group, Nura Koiban, and in desperation, he turned from a human into a youkai, and every part of his body broke away from the body and became a separate youkai, leaving only a baby with a "brain" that retained Yamamoto's consciousness.

"Is this planning to bully the old man with more and less in the Hundred Stories group?" Nu Liang slipped and coughed twice, "Natto monk!" ”

He came this time, but he also took his hundred ghosts with him for a night walk.

"You can go play too." Kyogohiko said, glancing sideways at Dilumudo, the tense atmosphere obviously stimulated the blood in the knight's bones, making him a little eager to try.

Relatively speaking, the devouring that was slowly taking place in front of me was too boring, and I didn't feel at ease if I didn't look at it, and I didn't have any means to deal with it, so I could only watch the two lumps that hurt my eyes merge together at the speed of an ant eating an elephant.

"Let's go play, I'll watch over here." Kyogohiko said, "Otherwise, I'll help me go to Fujuzhai and buy something to eat." ”

Dilumudo glanced at the person who had already moved out of a chair and sighed, "Then please be careful. ”

Kyogokuhiko waved his hand at him impatiently, his fingertips slashing a circle of white flames around the two devouring youkai. Only then did Dilumudo summon his □□, turned his head and rushed into the battle group, and together with the hundred ghosts brought by Nu Liang Slippery Scoop, he blocked the pace of the Hundred Monogatari Group approaching the fusion circle.

"What a beautiful little brother~~" The tall woman was blocked by Dilumudo, she combed her heavy hair in a heavy bun, wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and licked her rich lips, "Won't you be delicious, little brother~~"

Dilumudo smiled lightly and raised his right hand slightly. The gun was pointed at him, and he raised his head and said: "Why bother talking, just come to war." ”

"I hope you can still be so backbone later~~" The woman giggled, her hands suddenly stretched out, Dilumu raised her gun to block, and her fingers were long. The gun was against it, but he didn't want those hands to suddenly turn into two soft touches. Hands, with countless large mouths on them, salivate everywhere one by one.

Like what an ugly stream of underwater octopus, two touches. The hand rolled and wrapped around the red barrel, and the left and right winding spread on the barrel, touching. The mouth of the hand was wide open and closed, and he salivated at Dilumudo's purely magical shell.

It's a great tonic for youkai.

Saliva dripping on the barrel of the gun, Di Lumuduo frowned, felt the eyes behind him, and knew that a certain majesty must be disgusted at this moment, eager to completely rebuild and disinfect his weapon, and couldn't help but have a little headache about how to calm down the majesty who had a clean habit, and he didn't have the mind to fight with the monster.

The figure suddenly dissipated in place, appearing behind her before the monster could react, and the brilliant red spear in her hand drew a strange and light arc, silently submerging into the monster's heart.

Dirty brown-black blood splattered, the youkai let out a high-pitched roar, and its body gradually shrank and shrunk into a trembling lump of flesh on the ground, Dilumu took one more look, and □□ flipped and was about to pierce it, but a black shadow snatched the lump from under his gun at an unimaginable speed.

Then there was an even more terrible scream, and Dilumudo followed the prestige, and in the cage surrounded by the white flames, Yanagida's monster had formed a rough human shell, and at this time something like a hand was dragging the piece of meat into his stomach, and the flames burned in his hand, but it didn't take long for it to be extinguished as if there was no fuel, leaving only a large black mark of burning.

Kyogokuhiko's fingertips sketched complex pictures and texts, and it was not in vain for him to toss the Yumen Academy, and he learned all kinds of spells and talismans more or less, probably because the body was originally composed of magic power, and it was extremely handy to use, especially the puppet technique and purification technique that the five generations of the lord of the Imperial Gate Yuan were good at, because the two of them could still talk a few words, and the practice was exceptionally smooth.

The huge magic circle was shrouded outside the flame cage, he was still sitting in a lazy and shapeless position, but his eyes were a little more sharp and dignified, and the silver-white runes extending from his fingertips were beautiful, but looking at the appearance of the monsters suppressed under the magic circle, he knew that this was not an ornamental flower shelf.

"You're amazing." Yuan Chao stood silently behind Kyogohiko, looking at the twisted monsters under the magic circle, and exclaimed softly.

Kyogohiko sneered faintly, and was not surprised by his approach, "It's rare that the master is so happy when he is dying." ”

"Ahh Yuanchao tilted his head, and the paper fan struck on the palm of his hand, "I'm Yamamoto-sama's mouth, if Yamamoto-sama comes back alive, I won't have any way to live at all, and only a fool like Yanagida will not even want to resurrect him with his life." ”

"Foolish, indeed." Kyogohiko rubbed his fingers and cut off the rune, and the magic circle swirled with light, gradually melting into the monster's body, "But such a foolish loyalty is more valuable than you." ”

The magic circle was like some kind of great supplement, and it melted into the monster's body to make him grow dozens of times faster, and the sludge on the surface of his body couldn't help but surge, and suddenly stretched out in the direction of the round tide.

Yuanchao's face changed, and he didn't want to retreat quickly, but he heard Kyogokuhiko say with a low smile: "Its name is Ashtori Monk." Before he could react to what Kyogokuhiko had said, he felt a pain in his foot, and several Ashtori monks hugged his ankle from the ground and stopped him for a moment.

Kyogokuhiko actually relied on a few strange talks at the banquet to deconstruct the operation of the spiritual power of the creation zào monster.

And only the moment it was stopped, the round tide was firmly grasped by the big hand made of sludge, dragged into the cage through the dark white flames, the demon's body couldn't help but burn with flames, and soon his body left only a few pieces of flesh in the screams, which were stuffed into the head by the monster, and the soul became the nutrients of the flames.

Only then did he understand that Kyogokuhiko was preventing the fusion and growth of the monsters, and it was clearly helping him transform more quickly, and the dark white prison was enough to burn them, the monsters born in Yamamoto**, to the point that only the prototype remained, and then returned to the original body.

But I understand, it's useless, and the monster's muddy face gradually makes a hoarse sound.

"Lord Yamamoto! Lord Yamamoto! ”

"My Organs Come Back My Organs"

The "mouth" is back.

Yanagida's sanity is still there.

"Hey, hey, hey, what the hell are you helping out on?" Seeing that the monster was getting bigger and bigger, the little monk of natto jumped to his feet and asked.

Kyogokuhiko yawned tiredly, with a cold smile on his face, "I just want to see the sad end of this foolish loyalty, and I think I can also use it as an accompaniment to the wine." ”

If a foolish man were to be placed beside him, he would certainly not be able to resist the boring and boring, but he surprisingly did not hate such a sacrificial person very much, so he did not mind occasionally fulfilling that sad idea.

The red shadow of the spear flashed, provoking the weakly lying monster to the ground and throwing it into the fire, Dilumudo smiled: "You can win later." ”

"Of course." Kyogohiko raised his eyebrows and replied, "Dare to question me like this, but you have to hit the board." ”