MTL - Plundering the Dao of the Immortal Journey-Chapter 706 Hot spring

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A gray patch, the long-traveled Yamazaki Ichiro, had a good night's sleep, but the water in the surrounding air seemed to be very heavy, and water droplets were gradually hanging on his brows.

There seemed to be a slight knock on the door.

"Who?" Yamazaki Ichiro woke up, afraid of waking up next to Yamada Shinichi sleeping next door, and walked to the door, asking in a low voice across a paper door.

No one answered, yawned again, and looked around. Why is there fog here? What's going on?

When the door was opened, Yamazaki saw a layer of water mist hanging on the steps. These mists were not cold, but made people feel very comfortable.

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

"Is it a hot spring? This hotel has a hot spring?" I don't know why. With this idea, he went unconsciously to the depths, and eventually the fog began to dissipate gradually, exposing a small area.

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

Yamazaki Ichiro has a very sharp nose, and immediately recognized that it was the aroma of a woman!

Although he is a samurai, he is only a lower-level samurai. He usually earns not much. When he is over thirty, he can only occasionally find some women on the flower street to vent.

This time with Yamada Temple to Heianjing, along the way, he didn't have the spare time to go find a woman for a pastime, and he was long gone.

Smell the aroma, could not help squinting, could not help approaching.

At this time, someone inside spoke softly.

"Ma'am, I heard that the two samurai arrived in Beijing today. They must be the messengers of Lord Koji and Izumi Mori, and would you call them?"

Madam Izumi?

The woman in the hot spring turned out to be Mrs. Shibe who will see you tomorrow? !!

The woman sighed softly, as softly as a cat's paw, scratched on the apex of Yamazaki Ichiro's heart, sore and itchy.

"Hey, what about even a messenger? How lonely he went to be Izumi Mori and left me here alone ... you go, I will take a bath again."

"Yes, ma'am." A maid answered, coming out of it, she was wearing sackcloth, but she was careful in her work and she was wearing jewelry.

In principle, Ichiro Yamazaki should avoid quickly if he knows that he is his wife, but he doesn't know why. His heart is hot and he hides behind a stone.

The maid was near, looking sixteen or seventeen years old, and looked dignified and beautiful. Yamazaki swallowed a saliva and stared at her charming curve. The maids were so seductive, not to mention the hostess?

The maid seemed to smile but smiled, glanced at the stone, and seemed to notice nothing, and went along the path.

The mist was getting more and more, Yamazaki Ichiro approached unconsciously and looked inward.

Suddenly, a woman who lowered her head and gently rubbed blue silk like a satin came into view, and suddenly felt only an impulse spreading all over the body.

By the time he was awake, he had rushed into it, pressing his hands on the woman's red fruit skin, smooth and delicate, and let his mind fly.

"I ..." Yamazaki gaped, was he explaining or begging for mercy?

Before the response, the woman smiled slightly and pulled him gently, and the two fell into the hot spring and rolled into a ball ...

Next room

In this era of hotels, straw mats and coarse quilts, of course, can not be enjoyed. The only value is that at least the straw mats and quilts have been exposed, with a little sunshine.

The boy was lying in a kimono, the night breeze was whistling, the corridor was quiet, there was a faint smoke, and it slowly slipped in along the gap of the closed wooden door.

Pei Ziyun opened her eyes closed, with a mockery flashing inside.

"Visit in the middle of the night, fun."

It was interesting to say in his mouth that Pei Ziyun had jumped up, but with a move, the wooden sword was already in his hand.

The smoke that had been squeezed in had not had time to touch Pei Ziyun, and saw him stepping on it, making a "beep", screaming silently and disappearing.

"Wow," the wooden door opened, and in the dark and quiet hallway, a few blurred figures first made a meal, then roared silently, and slammed back.

Looking at them, although they were human figures, they were also wearing clothes, but they looked ugly, dazzled with ghosts and fires in their eyes, and opened their mouths to the limit.

There are six full, three holding a knife, three bare-handed fists, long and pointed nails, black and cyan.

With them, there was a disgusting stench.

Pei Ziyun is actually not a person with cleanliness, but this kind of demon has always been able to make quick decisions, so he has to make quick decisions.

With a wave of the wooden sword, in the darkness, a faint white light.

The bluffing ghosts were almost as fast as the shadows, but just listening to the sound of "bashing" and the tearing of the paper, their bodies stunned, and then "bang", a cluster of white flames appeared on them, Suddenly turned into a fire.

"what!"

Pei Ziyun's power is very restrained by demons. They only had a scream before they were burned by white flames and turned into a little dust. Even Taidao was not spared.

"What's going on, what's going on? Who's calling?" At the end of the corridor, the hotel owner who heard the noise opened the door, rushed out in clothes, and couldn't even care for his shoes. .

As a result, when I went out, I saw a person standing in the corridor with a knife in his hand. The boss shuddered and almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, the figure quickly said, "It's me, Yamada Shinichi."

"Ah! It's Lord Yamada!" It was a guest, not a robber. The boss was relieved, and he asked, "Did you hear the scream just now?"

Pei Ziyun held the wooden knife and approached the other side before frowning. "There are demons in your hotel. They just tried to attack me at night and they were killed by me."

"Monsters, monsters?" The boss was so scared, his body shaking. "Master, I don't know. I don't know what you said! Are you all right? God, what are monsters and ghosts? Why did they come to my hotel? "

Pei Ziyun examined and stared, saying, "Don't perform, you are the person who runs the hotel, wouldn't you know these things?"

"Even if you hear it, have you heard it a lot?"

"Before going to bed, your reaction to the legend of Deng Wu Buckwheat has been exposed. Shout out all the people you want to shout, right?"

With that said, the wooden knife had been lifted.

"Master Yamada." Facing the wooden sword, the hotel owner really changed color.

Well-informed people can feel that the wooden sword is colder than the sabre of the samurai's waist, full of cold and murderous spirit, adding a chill to the blowing wind.

"How many people will it take to kill?"

"There is no way to think about it so much, I can only say frankly that this is Ping An, even a samurai, you can't just kill someone casually." The owner of the hotel thought, kneeling respectfully: "Master Yamada, we can't collude with monsters, Yin Yang Neither Ning and Jingzhi will bypass us. "

The hotel owner raised it slightly, looked at Pei Ziyun's expression, bit his lip, and continued to say, "But our hotel does know some, so prepare some people just for rescue, there is no other malice."

With a wave of his hand, a beeping sound came from behind, four people came in, all of them, their faces were blackened, and they all kneeled silently.

There is no other malicious intention to kill or rob goods, but if the guest dies, they will take the opportunity to search for it, right?

Pei Ziyun thought this way, his expression was slightly slower, then he looked to the next door.

"Although Ichiro Yamazaki has his own abacus, in normal times, he is still brave, and even if he is afraid, he will not shrink into the room when his young master is in danger."

"Even the hotel owner heard the movements coming out, and the guests in the room had some movements, but they didn't dare to come out. Why was there quietness in the next room without any movement?"

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

The room was dark, but a glance revealed that the room was empty.

"Ichiro Yamazaki was not in the room."

"It looks like something went wrong." Pei Ziyun was about to turn around and walked around, smelling a faint odor, and was in this room.

This taste is similar to that of a few monsters just now, but it is more complicated.

The hotel owner exclaimed, "Ah! Who?"

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

The hotel owner widened his eyes and pointed with one finger: "Just now, there was a figure just now!"

"Is it Yamazaki Ichiro?"

Pei Ziyun thought this way, and chased after him. The boss took his four buddies and held the torch. Although the light was still dim, but he could see it, he was soon on a stone in the courtyard and saw a figure lying down. The man was motionless, looking at his clothes, consistent with Yamazaki Ichiro who was not in the room.

"Ah, is that the samurai master?" He approached, the hotel owner just looked at it, almost fell, and was busy holding on to the handrails, and the four other guys in the back retched.

Pei Ziyun's expression was still calm, with a faint anger. He went over and turned the person over slowly. Sure enough, it was Yamazaki Ichiro.

Yamazaki Ichiro ’s pants have been taken off, but his body is distorted and black, covered with condensed blood and mud. I do n’t know what kind of criminal law has been encountered. I saw that the whole body was fleshy, the hand exposed in the left sleeve was broken, and even the bones were exposed Come out.

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

"In the end ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ The demon is not only filthy, but also difficult to have a view of morality and world." Pei Ziyun was not surprised, muttering to himself.

At first, the story of love between ghosts and monsters filled young people with dreams.

"It would be nice if I had a fox or ghost girl."

But let alone, as the world heard, Pei Ziyun became more and more aware that the so-called ghosts and demons are actually losers and defilers-who will fall in love with dirty garbage?

Nerve?

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

How stupid ...

Pei Ziyun was a little pitiful to this man, just a little to the eyebrow.

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