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The appearance of an ancient temple in the mountains and mountains is simply an inherent plot scene in many supernatural stories, but he didn't expect him to have the opportunity to experience it today.

"Whew-" Although I don't know what the guy wants to do, but if you accompany An Yi to die, I guess I won't make any self-defeating moves, maybe this is like a game CG What do you want to do, anyway, this is a consciousness space, and there is a big gap between the flow rate and the outside world, and I don't care about playing with that guy.

After all, it's a grasshopper on a rope now.

The gate of the ancient temple is still stained with moss and rust, it is not difficult to see that it has a history of many years, push open the door, you can see a blue plaque on the ancient building, but the ancient font on it is abnormally written with the red like blood, and the original solemn font has also become distorted, demonic, the three words of Houyue Temple are particularly obvious.

"It's going to be useless." An Yi smiled coldly and sneered: "Do you only play this kind of awkward trick for children?" If you really want to be so awesome, I haven't seen how you tore the gods and Buddhas in the first place. ”

Pushed straight open the door, and walked directly to the central hall without looking, without thinking about other directions, unless that guy was a fool, or really didn't take his life seriously and wasted time.

Echigo-ji Temple, District 11 itself is one of the countries where Buddhist temples flourish, in addition to the native Shintoism, Buddhism is also quite thriving, among the many ancient temples of Rakshasa, it was originally an inconspicuous one, but because of a certain guy has occupied a place in the historical mythology of District 11.

That guy's name is the Wine Swallowing Boy, the king of the hundred ghosts of the Heian period.

The so-called ghost is usually the concept of a spirit that most people think of when they mention the word "ghost" after death, but this is not the concept of a ghost such as a drunken boy.

Compared to ghosts, as a unique monster in District 11, evil ghosts like the Wine Swallowing Boy are more like the ghosts and spirits of China and Zhongshan, and their status in District 11 is equivalent to that of dragons in the West.

Legend has it that the wine swallow boy was originally a little monk of Houyue Temple, and later was rejected because of his too handsome appearance, and finally accumulated evil thoughts and turned into an evil ghost wine swallow.

But after making contact with the other party, after discovering that this guy may be the real gender of a woman, An Yi doesn't mind using the darkest possibility to speculate on the truth of that history, of course, this has nothing to do with him, maybe a guy who is a little full of virgin skills wants to fight up, but unfortunately, he is not.

Pushing open the wooden door of the main hall, An Yi frowned.

Because there is no other existence in it except flickering candles and eerie Buddha statues.

After stopping and thinking for a moment, An Yi took a step forward lightly and walked inside, along the way, some pictures flashed in front of his eyes from time to time, the torn monk, the head with a frightened and desperate expression, the blood spilled, the broken limbs and internal organs, An Yi also saw a headless corpse hanging on the Buddha's hand, blood flowed down the golden body, looking at the messy monk clothes An Yi was silent for a moment and sneered, what should I say?

Is it ironic that people hate and fear the existence of human nature, but in the end it is also born because of the ugliness of human nature itself?

Sitting cross-legged on a futon, he didn't have time to sympathize with some poor fellow who had become a demon, and he wanted to get rid of this guy more quickly than this.

"Whew-" A slight sound of opening the door sounded behind An Yi, who closed his eyes and recuperated, and a faint girl's body fragrance came from behind, and a graceful figure was reflected on the walls on both sides.

An Yi turned around expressionlessly, and walked in small steps towards a bewitching woman with a chuckle on the corner of her mouth, a beautiful appearance, and a plump figure.

She was only wearing a few shallow clothes on her body, which could not hide her plump figure at all, but loomed and became more deadly, and a string of red string bells were tied to her naked feet, which made a crisp sound with her movements.

The two horns protruding from his head prove the other party's inhuman identity, but under such a deadly charm, probably no one cares about this flaw.

"Official......" The woman's red lips opened lightly, and a trill that flattered the bone marrow came out under the seductive red lips: "The slave family met you for the first time, and I couldn't entertain you thoroughly, I hope you don't forgive me." ”

"You ......" An Yi's tone was a little confused, as if she was seduced by a bewitching woman, and a sly light flashed under the corners of the woman's slightly constricted eyes.

"You ......," An Yi repeated, and suddenly said in a normal tone with a slight mockery: "Wearing chest pads and booster insles?" Or is this what the legend calls a painted skin? ”

"Won't you forget that we signed a soul contract?" An Yi's slightly thin lips were slightly hooked, looking extremely sarcastic: "What kind of appearance do you have, don't you have a B number in your heart?" What do you want to do with this bewitching slut? Hook up with Lao Tzu? It doesn't exist, it's not these Lolita monks who deserve the death penalty standing in front of you. ”

"I'm a serious person, you know what I mean, right?" An Yi pointed to herself, meaningfully.

"Oh, so what do you want to express?" Glamorous Woman...... No, it should be said that the drunken boy held back his anger and said with a smile.

"Don't worry." An Yi patted her shoulder with a warm smile on her face: "I won't laugh at you for being a poor milk Lori who wears little and will be named and publicly executed by CCTV." ”

"I'm going to Nima!" The drunken boy clenched his right fist and slammed a punch at him, and under the terrifying force, the ground directly cracked several spreading cracks.

"Tsk, why can't you make jokes, it's so boring." An Yi, who dodged this blow, sneered, and waved his hand helplessly: "Don't make trouble, let's get down to business, I'm going to be cold, you can't be paddling." ”

I don't know if she took the initiative to cancel the disguise or after the truth was revealed by Anyi in the consciousness space, the wine swallowing boy was no longer the image of the previous bewitching mature woman, but instead was a purple short-haired girl wearing a purple kimono, pinning a huge blue crystal wine gourd around her waist, and a small body with long horns on her head, I saw her wave her hand with a decadent face, and said dissatisfiedly: "I know, I know, it's all for you, hurry up and get out of the old lady, the old lady is going to sleep!" ”

"Well, that's all I have to say." An Yi smiled and waved his hand at the wine swallowing boy, and said with a smile.

The other party's direct consent is not incomprehensible, and its appearance here is just a handover ceremony for the greatest liberation of authority, and if he wants to gain more strength, he naturally has to get the permission of the master, that is, the drunken boy, if she doesn't want to accompany the funeral, of course she will agree.

Watching the wine swallowing boy leave in a whisper, An Yi smiled wordlessly, and a faint fog gradually spread here, meaning that it was about to end.

If nothing else, he will leave here, but even if he gets the power of the head of the hundred ghosts, he will have a headache about how to deal with Gungnir.

He sighed, he really couldn't do it, he could only try eight swords and flashes, but in the end, it was just an extremely fast speed, and it was never the same time.

"Huh?" An Yi frowned suddenly, because he didn't leave as he thought at the moment, but was still in the same state as before.

The sound of a conversation came into his ears, and he looked up sharply at the sound.

He saw a huge cherry blossom tree, and the girl with pink hair in a blue floppy hat sat on the branches.

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PS: I want to write a story about wine swallowing.