One of the Thirteen Hallows of the Bloodline (Murder Key)

Legend has it that he is the key to the gates of hell, and those who can use it can pass through the cracks of time and enter any space where aliens and humans live.

"If it weren't for this treasure in hand, it wouldn't have been easy for Archduke Osborne to travel through time and space to find you. ”

Dylan Mumu turned his head and looked at the bald head in front of him····· Monk, the old man with black lines on his head.

He pondered carefully before asking, "This elder, dare to ask if you are a monk who came from the Eastern Tang Dynasty and went to the West to worship Buddha and seek scriptures?"

That's right, this one didn't sleep in the middle of the night and ran to the roof of someone's house. It is a monk with a handsome and elegant face, but his head is shiny.

The monk floated in the wind, landed in front of Dylan, and smiled at him indifferently: "The poor monk is from the east, but he doesn't want to go to the west to seek scriptures. ”

Dylan poured a glass of mead and handed it to the monk, "Then what are you here for?"

"Poor Monk····· I'm here to temper you!" the monk took the glass and took a sip.

"Temper me!" said Dylan, pointing to his nose, "Monk, you have just been drinking, and you have started talking drunk." Do you think I can be a monk?"

The monk put down his glass and took out a ring from his bosom and placed it in front of Dylan.

On closer inspection, the ring is made of red copper and is intricately carved into a circle of dragons with dozens of tiny strands of hollow lines. The dragon's head is hideous, but the dragon's tail is like a demon's tail.

When Dylan saw the shape of the ring, his heart tightened, and he couldn't help blurting out: "Demon Banquet Alliance! ”

The monk nodded: "Yes." ”

Dylan looked at the monk in a daze, and looked at some rare animal.

Indeed, a member of the Demon Party ran to the base camp of the leader of the secret party and said to the heir of the leader of the Bruch clan of the secret party, I will cross you. This kind of thing is really rare.

Dylan poured the wine again, gestured and drained his glass.

He groaned slightly before he spoke, "I have heard of the soul of the Demon Party, the great name of the Tsmihi clan. ”

"It is said that you are the best at changing your appearance. So, the way you look now ·····. ”

The monk smiled indifferently, and then took a sip of wine gently: "Appearance is just skin, what does the poor monk look like, what clothes do you wear, is it important to you?"

Dylan nodded, "It really doesn't matter. What matters is how you ended up with me. ”

"Among the demon party, I have never had any contact with anyone other than the Elven King's banquet when I met His Majesty Julian. ”

An inexplicable smile appeared on the monk's face, and looking at his smile, Dylan's heart was slightly hairy. After a while, the monk spoke again: "The poor monk has not only met with you, but also made a deal." Why, you forgot so quickly. ”

Dylan looked at the monk as he searched his head. I want to find some clues from my memory. His brain was racing, and suddenly, a flash of inspiration exploded like a spark.

"A monk can not stop drinking, it is a tantric practice. ”

"If my guess is correct, you are the one who pretended to be Baimeng when he was in Yingzhou. ”

Dylan's eyes shone with a scorching light, as if it could penetrate people's hearts.

The monk clapped his hands: "There should be nothing wrong with the appearance of the poor monk at that time, right? ”

Dylan smiled: "It's not that I saw it, I guessed it." All of this has to start from the beginning. ”

"Oh! The monk wondered if Dylan could guess his appearance.

Dylan narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "At the banquet, when the scene began to be chaotic. , I just happened to be blocked by the prank elf. At the time, Osborne was not with me, and the prankster elves easily caught me. ”

"However, the praying mantis caught the cicada and the yellow finch behind, and when the mischievous elf captured me, you cut me off halfway. Then, I was brought to Yingzhou by you. In order to appease my heart, you pretended to be Worshipon, gave me the wrong message, and plunged me into a mystery. After that, nature is at your mercy. ”

"However, the mischievous elves, because they were unwilling, secretly leaked my traces to Osborne. You didn't have time to do anything to me, and Osborne came. ”

Dylan looked at the monk's face and said word by word, "This is what I put together, based on some information I know. I don't know, I'm right to put together the results. ”

The corners of the monk's mouth were slightly upturned, and the swastika lines on his head twisted, making his face look a little mysterious: "The result of your random patchwork is not far from the truth." ”

Dylan took a long sip of the bottle. "Actually, what I said before was all hypothetical. The reason why I made my assumption was because of the Jizo Honto Law. This sutra is a transmission of Mahayana Buddhism and Tantra. And you happen to be a tantric practice again. ”

"In this land where Catholicism is prevalent, it is very strange that a monk suddenly appeared, and this monk is actually Tantric. I can't help but implicate you with the one who taught the Dharma to the Range Rover Oda 300 years ago. ”

In winter, the cold wind is gentle. A full moon shines on the top of the castle.

In the moonlight, Dylan and the bald monk looked at each other and smiled, and the atmosphere seemed a little weird.

After a long time, the monk said in a low voice: "What you said is basically right, it was the poor monk who brought you to Yingzhou, and the "Dizang Original Wish Method" is actually what the poor monk deliberately wants you to learn.

"Actually, what you've learned is just scratching the surface. ”

The monk suddenly leaned his face closer and said with a serious face: "If you are willing to throw yourself into our clan, the poor monk will not only teach you everything you have learned, but also make you the holy son of the Demon Banquet Alliance." ”

"How's that? Isn't it tempting? Think about it, Osborne is just the temporary leader of the Bruch among the Seven Secret Clans. If one day there is another unrest among the Bruch, Osborne's position as ruler is likely to be overthrown. Your position as the Son is not secure. ”

"Our Demon Party is different, we have never had turmoil, and there are only two factions in the entire Demon Banquet Alliance, if you become the Holy Son of our clan, you will be directly under one person. ”

At this time, the sky was already slightly white, and the guards in the castle began to change their guards.

The monk looked at the watchtowers and began to turn the telescope, and then said one last word.

"Think about it. ”

After saying that, the monk drifted away, as silent as when he came.

Dylan was left sitting where he was, still thinking about ·······.