The self-cultivation of krypton gold boss [Comprehensive]

Chapter 180 Drunk Dream Scroll

In the early morning of the second day, the Hundred Monogatari activities on the Tangerine Ship ended, and Yanagida went down from the top floor to the deck below a little tired.He still has the task of patrolling, so he can't take a rest like this for the time being, and maybe he will be even busier when there are more strange stories in the future. Master Yamamoto is a very shrewd person after all.

The sound of the dragon flute floated on the river, and Liu Tian stopped to listen.The person leaning against the side of the boat was undoubtedly a white-haired conjurer, with a dragon flute decorated with two green and red leaves in his hand, playing an elegant tune quietly facing the vast river.When the song was over, Yanagida stepped forward, and Tsuchimikado Itsuki also happened to turn around.

"Thank you." He nodded to Liu Tian, ​​"Did the ceremony go well last night?"

"It went very well, and they were all high-quality strange stories."

"yes……"

"Master Yamamoto said, you don't have a clue about the new strange talk? It's very common, why don't you come and listen to it tomorrow night, maybe you will have some inspiration." Liu Tian suggested sincerely, and Tsuchimikado Itsuki also agreed His suggestion is that his eyes are still looking at the place where the water and the sky meet.

"Is there anything there?" Liu Tian took a look, but there was nothing.

"It's nothing." Tsuchimikado Itsuki withdrew his gaze and said with a faint smile, "I'm just a little sorry that I couldn't help Yamamoto-sama."

"No, actually Mr. Yiyue helped a lot." Liutian said hastily, "Master Yamamoto also said that if it weren't for the wealth accumulated by Mr. Yiyue's business outside, there would never be today's tangerine boat, and there would be no attraction." The big man has held the Hundred Monogatari ceremony. Mr. Itsuki is very important, and this is something everyone in the Hundred Monogatari team recognizes."

Tsuchimikado Itsuki lowered his eyes, looking a little more emotional.

"Yeah, so I helped too."

Is that right, so I was also an accomplice.

Tsuchimikado Itsuki took over Yanagida's work with a normal expression, asking him to rest first.In fact, when he turned around, he sighed silently, and looked down at his hands, as if they were also stained with sin.

He is an accomplice, and everyone who dies from strange stories is entitled to seek his life.The money he accumulated has created the hull of the tangerine boat, and also created countless tragedies that exist in the present. What face does he face in the world?

He thought he would never be loyal to someone like Yamamoto, but the fact was that he was on this boat right now.

Thinking of this, Tsuchimikado Itsuki suddenly touched the hull of the boat.It is high-quality wood, and it has been stabilized with yin and yang techniques, but it is not indestructible.His eyes gradually became firmer, he withdrew his hands and put them under his sleeves, and went to do the work for Liu Tian first.Patrolling the entire ship, Tsuchimikado Itsuki settled down on a few spots in his mind, but he still didn't reveal anything on his face.The wandering girls and servants who passed by him never imagined what kind of terrible thoughts this confidant of Mr. Yamamoto was harboring.

—He's going to blow up the ship.

All the crimes will sink to the bottom of the river forever before they become rampant.

He will be with it too.

During the tense preparations for the battle, Yuan Yiheng did not forget to ask Yuzao about the picture scroll.Now he is the one who directly connects with Yuzao, and Yuzao's reply is slow, very ignorant.

Yuan Yiheng: ...I hate it.

However, he finally got the sinister sentence that Qingming wrote on the scroll, and he almost exploded on the spot.He took a deep breath to stabilize his emotions, took another look at the sentences that made him angry, and asked Yuzao again.

"I don't understand one thing." He asked, "Even without Shikigami's help, could it be that Nuliang Kaiban would really kill that little bastard? [Finally passed away], this sentence can actually be true in the end?"

The scroll of drunken dreams was not something that would harm people. If someone died directly, it would be impossible to write on it. That's why the sentence written by Seimei was so ambiguous, which gave Yuzao a chance to change it.

After he finished asking, he waited while dealing with business, but this time Tamamo-mae replied very quickly.

"Of course it's impossible for the two to hurt each other."

"That……"

"Do you remember what that kid did after discovering Genji's sacrificial ritual?"

Yuan Yiheng was startled.After the cruel ceremony of Genji was exposed in front of the little bastard, the little bastard destroyed the ceremony without hesitation, and confronted the oldest evil god head-on. If he made a wrong step at that time, he might end up burning everything.

"Nuliang Liban won't kill him, and Nuliang Liban can't kill him either. The reason for his death lies in himself."

"..."

"Forced to stand on the side of doing evil, if you are alone and helpless, you will become a bargaining chip in your hand. That child will probably blow up that ship at any cost, and end all evil thoughts from the root."

Amid Yuan Yiheng's silence, Yuzao smiled lightly.

"Unfortunately, that guy is too greedy. He wanted to kill two birds with one stone, but he forgot about the two one-winged birds..."

"It is possible to fly wings together."

After a night of clearing the payment, the ghost talkers temporarily died down.Even Nuliang Kaiban felt very tired at the moment, but he still went to visit the seriously wounded rescued by the Nuliang team first, and treated him.

This is the ability left to him by his mother. Although he cannot be completely cured like his mother, at least it can save the lives of these ordinary people.

"Qing, how are the casualties?" He asked, and Master Qingfang replied immediately.

"Although there were many seriously injured, we arrived in time and no one died in the city."

The half-demon then laughed, this time, he still protected his city.

"Senidaime, you should take a rest first." Aobozu was a little worried, "I don't know if there will be a fight at night."

"Well, then I'll go to sleep for a while." Nu Liangli echoed, then remembered something.

"Send someone to watch the tangerine boat."

Qingfangzhu seems rough, but his mind is quite meticulous, and he reacted immediately.

"Is that ship making strange stories?"

Nuliang Liban didn't speak any more, yawned and went to sleep.The people on the tangerine boat didn't know that they had been noticed, or they knew that the Nuliang group was paying attention to them, but they never expected that there was one of their own who was staring at them and trying to attack them.

Those who were going to participate in the Hyakumonogatari Ceremony boarded the boat early today, and itsuki Tsuchimikado was returning from the outside, and was in a hurry.He passed by the kitchen on the third floor, and there was a beautiful girl serving expensive wine, which was about to be delivered to the top floor.His pace didn't change, and he took off his hood as he passed the wandering girl. Not long after, he heard a scream from behind, and the wandering girl's bun was all loose, and she was standing in the original place with a drink in her hand. overwhelmed.

Loose hair is very indecent, and it is in front of Yiyue-sama again.Younv's face blushed in embarrassment, but Tsuchimikado Itsuki smiled lightly, and took the tray considerately.

"I'll send it up, you go back and sort it out."

"Thank you so much!"

The girl ran away, Tsuchimikado Itsuki held the tray lightly, lowered her eyelashes, and moved her lips slightly.The clear drink seemed unchanged, and only he knew that a harmless curse had been cast in it. He hoped that tonight's Hundred Stories could end early, and he still had something to leave the ship.

Tsuchimikado Itsuki is going to attend the Hyakumonogatari ceremony tonight to find inspiration. Earlier today, he also used the search for inspiration as an excuse to read the book that recorded all the Hyakumonogatari so far. Using this as a guide, he disembarked and did some arrangements.

The conjurer in black lowered his eyebrows, hiding all his sharp minions under his gentle and harmless appearance.

He always felt that he had experienced similar things, and when he thought this way, the outline of the fire, the demon sword on the fire, the wings of the tengu, and the sins that had been burned would always appear before his eyes.If he thinks about it further, he will have a headache again. He sent the wine to the top floor, and the drowsy sunset light poured into this hall, and the story of Hundred Stories is about to begin.

"Tonight is just a prelude." Yamamoto sat on the table and laughed, full of vigor, "In a few days, a big man will be there, and I have already got that big man's promise!"

Everyone expressed their admiration and envy one after another, which made Yamamoto so proud that Tsuchimikado Itsuki's fingertips curled up in his sleeves.

In a few days……

He decided not to blow up the boat tonight, and the big shots who came to participate in Hundred Stories are not good things, so he might as well do it in a few days.

"However, everyone has participated so many times in a row, and I feel really sorry." Yamamoto smiled meaningfully. He opened the lid of the tea pot with his own hands, and the inside was already full of boiled tea, overflowing with aroma.

"Before that lord arrives, I would like to share this Overlord's tea with you all!"

The crowd suddenly became agitated, their eyes were fixed on the tea pot, and their eyes were full of longing.After smelling the fragrance for so many days and gathering so many weird stories, everyone had the greatest expectation and couldn't help urging how wonderful the taste of this tea should be.

"Master Yamamoto, what appetite is there at this time!"

"We have been looking forward to this tea for several days."

"Everyone! Everyone!" There was a lot of noise, and Yamamoto's fat hand pressed down hard, "I never treat my nobles badly, don't be impatient, everyone has it!"

He really gave everyone a cup of the so-called overlord's tea, which the girls didn't have, but they couldn't hide their curiosity, eager to get some by acting like a baby with the guests, maybe it could make him more beautiful.But the normally generous guests all changed their appearances this time, holding the cup of tea tightly, breathing quickly, and quickly put it into their mouths.

Someone let out a long sigh.

"How delicious..."

After drinking the tea, the soul seemed to float up lightly, overlooking the whole world.All the power in this world seems to be in their hands, and they feel the huge shadow of fear below, and they are all afraid of them!This feeling is more refreshing and addictive than anything else!

The hall became chaotic, everyone was sipping tea with the expression of wanting to ascend to heaven, Tsuchimikado Itsuki moved back without a trace while holding the cup, he wanted to call the police very much now.

Hey, what is calling the police?

Yanagida also drank the cup of tea, closed his eyes and enjoyed it.He took the opportunity to remove the tea from the cup and seal it, and then closed his eyes, pretending to be savoring it.

He had to find some weird story to test what this tea was.

Smelling the fragrance, the wandering girls tried their best to get a sip, but no one was willing to share it with them.A guest accidentally spilled tea, and immediately showed an expression as if he had lost his fortune overnight, lying on the ground and licking the wet carpet at that corner.

"What a pity! What a pity!" he was still yelling.

After the group of demons danced wildly, everyone ignited unprecedented enthusiasm for Hyakumonogatari, and even urged Yamamoto to start quickly.

Only by telling the Hundred Stories can we get more fear and brew more tea of ​​the overlord!

Although everyone waited for the dawn to tell the Hyakumonogatari non-stop, the curse of Tsuchimikado Itsukishita in the wine finally worked.

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Boss: What about gathering crowds, call the police!