Rebel Demon King

Chapter 1256 Ragnarok of the Gods (34)

Cheng Mo walked forward along the Japanese-style corridor, the corridor covered with tatami mats was slightly harder than the carpet and slightly softer than the wooden floor, and there was a slight rebound feeling when stepping on it.There seemed to be a glimmer of light in the log lattice door covered with white paper on both sides, but no sound leaked out. Except for Cheng Mo's rustling footsteps, the entire corridor was as silent as a Japanese-style haunted house.The inexplicable atmosphere is a bit urgent and mysterious, as if some ninjas will jump out of the rooms on both sides of the corridor at any time.

Holding a long knife, blonde shawl, and wearing a one-piece plastic suit, Athena walked beside Cheng Mo. Her cold and arrogant face looked like a god-defying god and Buddha, and her appearance was very similar to the death girl in the comics. , this picture is very impactful with the Japanese-style corridor.Therefore, not only was Cheng Mo not panicked at all, but he was even looking forward to seeing Vasago, the demon god in a red robe, who was so charming and charming, break through the door and fight Athena.Just by imagining it in my mind, I feel that the scene is absolutely explosive and beautiful.

The tip of Perseus' knife flickered under the light, and Athena looked like she was in a bad mood and wanted to cut someone down. While admiring the beauty of Athena, Cheng Mo studied the wooden nameplates hanging under the lintel of each room. These bamboo The nameplate made has a pointed top and a flat bottom, and the polished surface is written with flamboyant brush characters, such as "Yuxiang", "Xuejianwu", and "Cicada Shiyu", etc., all of which are beautiful Japanese words.

Athena didn't understand Japanese, so she asked, "Are these Chinese characters in Japanese?"

"Ah."

"Does it mean the same as Chinese?"

"Some are the same, some are different." Cheng Mo replied, he looked at the wooden nameplate with "Basara" on the right and said, "For example, this 'Basara' is a unique word in Japanese, meaning Pursue vanity." He looked to the left again, "Like the 'Chen Xing Luo Luo' here, it is derived from the Chinese word 'Luo Luo Chen Xing', which means very rare, implying that there are fewer and fewer sincere friends."

"Understood." Athena nodded, she turned to look at Cheng Mo, "You haven't decided which one to choose yet?"

Cheng Mo looked back at Athena and said, "I've been thinking, if the square of rationality is a test, it's not about mathematics, but requires us to follow rational logic to make correct reasoning, just like To play chess, you have to figure out how to go step by step based on the details and situations you have observed, in order to reach the other side.” Cheng Mo said after a while, “Then I guess the test of the functional theater should be whether you will Lose yourself in various sensory stimuli."

Athena let out an "oh" indifferently.

"I've been studying these nameplates just now, and I just feel that the words on these nameplates are related to the content of the test inside." Cheng Mo stopped in his tracks, pointed to the nameplate of "Basara" and said, "Like 'Basara' 'It should be a plot about 'Vanity', maybe you will experience the flashy feelings brought by power, money or beauty. And 'Morning Star Falling' is probably a plot about friendship, and the plots of burning, struggle and success are also great. happy."

Athena looked at the nameplate of "Basara", "Like a movie?"

"It's definitely more immersive than the movie, at least to the same degree as the Nightmare Tapir." Cheng Mo smiled and said, "I think you are suitable for 'Basara', for you, power, money, and beauty , the sense of vanity brought by these things will definitely not make you indulge, after all, you own these yourself."

"It doesn't matter, I will choose the one next to you."

"I know this kind of test is definitely not difficult for you, but in order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, it is best for you to choose the one you are best at handling."

"Then what are you going to choose?" Athena asked.

Cheng Mo looked forward, "Then I... I'll choose 'Love Road Sixteen Nights'."

"'Love Road Sixteen Nights'." Athena asked, "What do you mean?"

"The color of innocent love."

"What kind of plot would that be?"

"It must be a plot related to love."

Athena frowned, "Why did you choose this?"

Cheng Mo said as a matter of course: "Is there any need to ask? For me, this is definitely the easiest test to pass."

Athena shook her head, "Don't choose this."

Cheng Mo was a little surprised, "You don't want me to choose something related to love?"

"No." Athena replied seriously, "Didn't you say that you should choose what you are good at coping with? As your wife, I know that you are not as able to deal with emotional problems rationally as you imagined. If you If you didn't marry me and change someone else to be your wife, your life must be a mess."

Cheng Mo was speechless for a moment, and said with a helpless wry smile: "Okay." He continued to walk forward, and when he saw the nameplate of "Asura", he stopped and said, "Then I will choose this one."

Athena stopped, stared at the bamboo nameplate of "Asura" and frowned and said, "Asura? Isn't this still related to love?"

Cheng Mo didn't know how much knowledge Athena had absorbed from Xia Guo's network that was not suitable for children, so he couldn't help coughing twice, then shook his head immediately, pretending to be puzzled and said: "What is it! 'Asura' is a Buddhist term , refers to a kind of ghosts and gods. "Sura Dao" is one of the six paths. Buddhism often talks about the six realms of reincarnation, and the Asura Dao is one of them. However, unlike other hells, human beings, and animals, the Shura Dao is scattered among other paths. , in every path there is the existence of the Asura path. These Asuras scattered in other paths are called ghosts and gods. The reason why they are called ghosts and gods is because they have the power of heaven and man, but they are irritable, fierce and aggressive. He was also proud and bloodthirsty, so he gradually degenerated from a god to a ghost."

"It sounds like the Shura tribe is very similar to the lizard people."

Cheng Mo nodded, "It's really similar." After a pause, he added, "Don't tell me I haven't remembered the description about the Asuras and that they all live in the sea. Although they are kind in nature, they often bring They have a heart of hatred and are obsessed with fighting with other beings, so they cannot be said to be completely good. Male Shuras in various ways often make waves and fight fiercely. When they are in the way of gods, they attack the king of heaven, In order to seize the position of Emperor Shitian, that's why she fell into a ghost. As for the beauty of the female Shura, she often confuses all beings and makes it difficult for monks to practice. Thinking about it this way, it is not only like a lizard man, but also a plot of a fallen angel with Lucifer There are many similarities."

Athena was rarely interested in these myths, and asked with interest: "So what will be tested here?"

Cheng Mo pondered for a while and said, "According to Buddhism, Asura and Di Shitian have been fighting all year round, which is probably related to war. And you reminded me just now, maybe it has something to do with race." He shrugged his shoulders, "Anyway, there won't be any romance involved."

"You want to enter the room of 'Asura'?" Athena asked.

"I think I should be able to deal with such a plot with ease." Cheng Mo said, "In addition, maybe the plot here will be some kind of hint."

Athena let out an "oh", looked towards the room next to 'Asura', pointed to the nameplate hanging under the lintel and asked, "What does 'Tuhua' mean?"

"The literal translation is 'a flower that only blooms but does not bear fruit'. It probably describes the gorgeous process, but the ending is not so good. I guess, in this room, it should be the content that discusses whether the process is important or the result is important." Cheng Mo watched "Tu Hua "The nameplate said, "It will also be interesting."

"If you enter the room of 'Asura', I will enter the room of 'Tuhua'."

"Okay, then let's not delay." Cheng Mo turned his eyes back to the "Asura" nameplate beside him, looked at the recessed handle embedded in the sliding door, and wrote on the white paper inside. "No one".He turned around and raised his hand to open the door. There was another corridor inside, but there were no doors on both sides, and the walls were all log checkered.At the end of the corridor, there is a pure white sliding door.After carefully looking at the situation inside the door, Cheng Mo didn't notice anything unusual, so he turned his head to look at Athena who was still waiting and said, "Then I'll go in."

Athena nodded, and said in Cheng Mo's mind: "I have locked your brain waves, no matter where you are, I can locate you, so as long as you feel dangerous, send me a signal, and I will arrive as soon as possible .”

Cheng Mo laughed at himself and said, "What danger can there be in the Shura field?"

Athena put away the long knife in her hand, "You don't understand the meaning of Shura Field."

Cheng Mo pretended not to hear, smiled and said, "Be careful too."

Athena didn't say any more unnecessary words, nor did she make any unnecessary movements. She opened the door of "Tuhua"'s room and walked in.

Seeing that Athena entered the room of 'Tuhua' without hesitation, Cheng Mo also stepped into the corridor of 'Asura'.After taking two steps, I turned around and saw the sliding door behind me closing automatically and silently.Just looking back, he continued to walk along the corridor until he reached the opposite door of pure white paper. He stopped slightly vigilantly, and the opposite door opened automatically, and suddenly appeared in front of him. A typical Japanese garden.

The courtyard is picturesque, with a bright moon and a few winding clouds hanging in the sky, and the moonlight illuminates the courtyard beautifully.

Chengmo walked down the steps, and the stone lamps engraved with stone Buddhas on both sides illuminated the round stone steps. The dry landscape is picturesque, gravel, rockery, spring water, and gabions are scattered in the courtyard. The clear water scenery, Lush green moss and manicured shrubs add elegance and sophistication.The courtyard is surrounded by tall and beautiful red maples, pine trees and cherry blossoms.A magnificent Japanese-style building with a steeple and black tiles is surrounded by gorgeous red maple trees and gorgeous cherry blossoms.

The moonlight is like frost, spread on the black tiles, like shining water waves.

Cheng Mo walked towards the Japanese-style building with stepping steps, smelling the fragrance of flowers, walked through the dry landscape, walked through the grove of cherry blossoms rippling with waves of cherry blossoms, and saw the antique buildings with carved beams and embroidered pillars hidden behind the sea of ​​flowers.

The building is a typical Japanese-style building, with a towering spire and a white attic. Under the attic, there is a row of far-reaching eaves. A row of Japanese-style red lanterns hangs under the eaves of black tiles. The red light reflects the beautiful red paint. wooden door.At this time, the wooden door in the middle was open, and on one side of the door was a huge poster. Two men and a woman could be vaguely seen, and "Asura" was written in flamboyant calligraphy on the right.On the other side is a wooden plaque with a red frame and a black background, which says "Functional Theater".

Cheng Mo quickened his pace and walked towards the theater, but the poster that took up half of the wall looked like a mosaic painting, always a little blurry.As the distance got closer and closer, the poster gradually became clear like a scene in a fog. He looked at it carefully as he walked, and found that the poster was a moving picture of a snow scene that was not very clear. The poster, but a monitor with not so high pixels is playing the same scene repeatedly.

It wasn't until he walked out of the cherry blossom forest near the theater that the content of the painting was fully presented to Cheng Mo.The distant view behind the heavy snow is a city, and the towering buildings form a gloomy city skyline in the hazy snowy day.The most conspicuous among them is a tall tower like the Eiffel Tower. The top of the tower is lit like a spotlight, like a Cyclops' sight passing through the swirling white snow and the vast pine forest, shining on a man holding a reindeer on the snow field. Boy and a girl driving a dog sled.

"Isn't it a fairy tale?"

Cheng Mo was a little surprised. He stopped under the black-tiled roof with upturned eaves and fixed his eyes on the moving poster. The red lantern above his head swayed in the wind, complementing the red wooden door. It's weird.

The more he looked in the swaying red light, the more he felt that something was wrong. The little boy in an Eskimo parka and leading a reindeer looked very much like himself.And the girl sitting on the sleigh, wearing the same coat as him and a white fox fur hat, was looking back at the direction of the tower, her face was blurred by the heavy snow and the drifting earmuffs. illegible.

Cheng Mo stared closely at the girl in the poster. He was very familiar with that parka coat and white fox fur hat. They were wearing the same clothes when they made snowmen in Fenlanxueyuan. Both of them were worn by Xie Minyun. I bought it at Burberry at the airport at a price of 870.The hat that Xie Minyun was wearing was bought in Fenlan Christmas Village for 120 Euros, all paid by him, and he still remembers it clearly.

After a while, the scene changed. He was wearing a white high-voltage electric protective suit, standing on the top of the tower in the wind and snow. A huge cylindrical spotlight hovered over his head. He pointed a double-barreled shotgun at the top of the tower. A man with a full head of blond hair, the man has long blond hair, deep eyes, and a chiseled outline, somewhat resembling Napoleon VII.

Seeing Xie Minyun and Napoleon VII at this moment, he didn't have any strange emotions, and sneered in his heart, "Can you read my memory? Or is what I see is what I want to see most in my subconscious? Or Is it because the Vasago demon already knows me well? From the clothes, it has little to do with Paris, but from the background of the tall tower that looks like the Eiffel Tower, it looks a bit similar. But the scene seems to be similar, so it should be related to reality. Maybe I chose Napoleon VII and Xie Minyun, or because these two people mean a lot to me. The poster is a projection of my heart. Anyway, all of this must be to make me have a deeper sense of substitution. It seems that this The plot is not only sensory stimulation, but also has more profound content, so we must be cautious.”

Cheng Mo's brain was running fast, until he couldn't find any more clues, then he walked into the theater expressionlessly.The entrance is a small hall surrounded by ukiyo-e, only two thick soundproof doors on the left and right sides of the front, one of which is open, and the word "Entrance" is written on the blue curtain.Cheng Mo walked through the small hall, walked to the entrance, opened the curtain and walked in. The inside was neither a movie theater nor a theater, but a traditional Japanese Noh theater.

The Noh stage is not very big. The difference from other stages is that there is a butterfly pavilion the size of a boxing ring on the right side.The background of the stage is not a curtain, but a wooden screen with green pine painted on it.The flower path leads from the left side of the stage to the pavilion, like a corridor.Colorful brocades are hung at the entrance of the cloister, which is where the actors enter.

Cheng Mo looked around the theater, but found no one, all the seats were empty, and there was no one on the stage.Just when he was thinking about finding a place to sit down, the lights above his head suddenly dimmed, and all the spotlights went out at the same time, leaving only the faint candles on both sides of the Butterfly Pavilion.

At the same time, I don't know where the thin sound of the flute came from, and the sound of the flute was like weeping and complaining.He has a fairly good understanding of Japanese culture, and knows that this is not called Dizi, but Nengguan, which is somewhat similar to bamboo flute.Noh plays usually start with such eerie music.Sure enough, after a few long and melodious flute sounds, there were drums and hoarse chants like chanting mantras, no different from Noh music.

With the unusually ethereal and treacherous music, the sad atmosphere is like water, almost drowning the entire theater.The music and the two glowing candles seem to have the magic power to lull people to sleep. Amid the lingering singing, Cheng Mo feels that his eyelids are extremely heavy, as if he is extremely looking forward to falling into a deep sleep, and his consciousness is sinking rapidly , he desperately wanted to close his eyes and lie down in a warm and soft place.He shook his head vigorously and blinked his eyes, trying to wake up, but when he opened his eyes again, there was a heavy snowfall in front of his eyes, and a chill mixed with cold wind hit his face, making him awake instantly again.

Cheng Mo shook his head, smelling the extremely fresh coldness, it seemed that the drowsy longing just now had never appeared.In the whiteness, he raised his hand, and white feather-like snowflakes fell on his hand one by one. On the hand wearing black fur gloves.

The gloves had deep scratches and were quite worn.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

A clear and tender voice sounded in his ears, Cheng Mo woke up suddenly, turned his head to follow the sound and looked to the side, the beam of light from the flashlight cast a bright cone of light on the ice field, among several furry sled dogs stood a man wearing a fox fur A little girl in an Eskimo bear fur coat. She pulled down the scarf covering her face, revealing a small and delicate face. The long black hair flowing from the fox fur hat made her face whiter and cleaner than the ice field. , it can even be said that it has no blood color, and has a crystal clear feeling.Originally, such skin was too cold, but the pair of black grape-like pupils inlaid on the small bridge of the nose were too deep and agile, making the whole person exude a lovely and noble temperament like an ice and snow elf.

The little girl should be the girl on the poster. Her outline and temperament are similar to Xie Minyun, and Xie Minyun should have looked like this when she was ten years old.

The moment Cheng Mo saw the little girl's appearance clearly, the heavy snow suddenly stopped, it was a real "stop", like pressing the pause button in a movie.Pieces of goose-feathered snow hung in the air in front of his eyes, motionless, and the beam of light from the flashlight was like a conical glass placed in the darkness. In the light, the sharp canines of the sled dogs, the pupils of the girls as bright as jewels, and the breath they exhaled The white gas is like an exquisite display in an art gallery, all of which form a static three-dimensional painting.

In an unbelievable freeze, a beautiful woman wearing a dark blue kimono, wearing white socks and clogs walked through the void, as if walking out of a mirror reflecting reality, and walked in front of Cheng Mo.

Her slender waist with a girdle looks like wheat ears in the wind, dazzling silvery white in her half-smiling eyes, like sea water rippling under the summer sun, and her face and skin are dazzlingly white. Floating a sense of capricious beauty, like a crystal vessel.

This face Chengmo couldn't be more familiar, he squinted his eyes and said in a low voice: "Xiyuan Temple"

The woman who looks almost exactly like Xiyuanji Benimaru covers her mouth and chuckles, "My concubine is Xiyuanji Aoi." She stared straight at Cheng Mo and said, "Cheng Jun won't think that my brother came here in women's clothes." see you?"

Xiyuan Temple Kui opened her mouth, and Cheng Mo immediately matched her with the girl in red robe in the corridor.What's amazing is that when she was wearing the mask just now, she looked extremely dangerous and gorgeous, but now she smiled at him, but she had an unbelievable affinity.Maybe it's because of Xiyuanji Benimaru, or maybe it's because Xiyuanji Aoi's smile is too soft and sweet. In short, Cheng Mo doesn't feel strange at all, as if he has known this woman for a long time.

Cheng Mo couldn't help responding with a smile, "I did have such an illusion at first glance, but the difference between Ms. Kui and Mr. Xiyuan Temple is quite big when you look carefully."

"Oh?" Aoi Xiyuansi asked with great interest, "What's the difference?"

"Smile." After a pause, Cheng Mo said, "Mr. Xiyuanji's smile is mostly cynical and playful, so his orbicularis oculi muscle didn't move much. Miss Kui's smile has a kind of natural The sincerity and gentleness in the bottom of my heart can be seen from the movement of the orbicularis oculi muscle. And Saiyuanji-kun is a little bit taller."

Xiyuansi Kui smiled softly, "Cheng Jun's observation is really meticulous."

"Thank you." Cheng Mo glanced at the little girl beside Xie Minyun who looked like Xie Minyun. At this time, she stood quietly, like a lifelike wax doll, "Miss Kui also knows me very well."

"After all, he is Benimaru-chan's most important friend, and I only have a younger brother like Benimu-chan, so I really have no way not to pay attention." Xiyuanji Aoi bowed deeply, "If it caused trouble to Cheng Jun , I am very sorry.”

The crystal snowflakes hanging in the air in front of me looked like layers of white bead curtains, and Xiyuanji Aoi bent over to make those bead curtains shake.Among the lightly dancing snowflake curtains, Cheng Mo inadvertently saw the woman's slender and fair neck between the collar of the kimono and the jet-black beard. It was very visually enjoyable, like a slender white porcelain spoon handle, revealing a piece of white skin, but it was The touch of sight can make people imagine the beauty of touch.But thinking that the other party looks very similar to Xiyuanji Benimaru, he immediately looked away, and said nonchalantly: "Is it because I am a friend of Xiyuanji-kun that you went to investigate me? Such a reason is really heart-warming." Shu Chang." He shrugged his shoulders, "At least not because we are enemies."

"If I were an enemy, I wouldn't be here." Xiyuan Temple Aoi stood up and smiled, and that smile hid the deep content that was difficult to read, "Not only is it not an enemy, but Benimu-chan asked me to help You become the Lord of the Black Death."

He was very surprised to hear the "Lord of the Black Death" Cheng Mo, he stared at Xiyuanji Aoi's pupils as if his thoughts stopped for a few seconds.After a while, he came back to his senses, bowed to the illusory woman like snow, and said sincerely: "I am really grateful." The head is straight and flat, and the angle is adjusted to an impartial 45 degrees based on sincerity.

Xiyuan Temple Aoi hurriedly bowed back, "It's too early for Cheng Jun to say that he is grateful. I haven't done anything yet."

"It's touching to have such a heart." Cheng Mo straightened up and looked at Xiyuan Temple Aoi, "To be honest, I still don't know whether he and I are enemies, friends, or both. This feeling is very strange. Maybe two villains working together can produce some other feelings. I don’t know if I’m the only one who feels this way. I’m really too suspicious. It’s true that I’m too suspicious. In short , I will try to find a way to give back in the future.”

Xiyuanji Aoi kept smiling, "For a person like my brother, it's strange that you have unconditional trust."

Cheng Mo lowered his eyes and said softly: "I don't think 'trust' is important to him. He doesn't really care whether I trust him or not. I can even say that he doesn't care about anyone's trust. Mr. Xiyuanji help me, I know exactly what I want to get." He said seriously, "I will do my best to make his life more fun, the kind of sublime fun that is enough to fight against nothingness."

For the first time, Xiyuanji Aoi restrained the smile on her face, stared at Cheng Mo and remained silent for a moment, then sighed softly: "Cheng Jun is really Hong Wanjiang's confidant!"

Cheng Mo smiled, "I hope I won't pay too much for this compliment. I know that the more precious something is, the greater the price must be paid, so I'm terrified of it." He sneered, shaking his head to himself Said mockingly, "It's too bad I'm still a caring person."

Xiyuan Temple Kui Waner, this time she smiled happily, she hadn't raised her sleeves to cover it up, she looked bright like a golden sunflower in the snowy night.With laughter, she said meaningfully: "Precious things must be exchanged for precious things, just like sincerity can only be exchanged for sincerity, not necessarily at a price."

"Miss Aoi's words are very true. For people like me and Xienji Benimaru, there is really nothing more precious than sincerity."

Xiyuan Temple Aoi bowed again, "By the way, I'm really sorry to meet you in such a way, it's not very convenient outside." She smiled and praised when she stood up, "And your wife is really amazing, This way we can be tracked. As expected of the strongest four pillars—Emperor Athena.”

Cheng Mo thought to himself that there was no need to do anything behind Athena's back!How to put it like cheating, "Since everyone is so familiar, there is no need to bow. Once you bow, I always feel that I have done something unforgivable again."

Xiyuanji Aoi bowed deeply again, and said apologetically, "I'm really sorry for causing you trouble, and I will try to reduce the frequency of bowing as much as possible."

Cheng Mo was speechless, thinking that Aoi Xiyuanji was too good at reflection!He is really a reflection monster. If he wants to reflect with her, he will certainly not be able to reflect. He immediately looked around at the boundless and boundless snow, and changed the subject and asked: "What is this place?"

"It's a virtual reality device in the temple. With my 'deep sleep' skill, I can seamlessly enter from reality."

Cheng Mo shrugged his shoulders and said, "What's the point?"

"As you guessed, 'Sensory Theater' is indeed a test, but it is not limited to the senses. It is multi-dimensional, and the system will give you an evaluation based on your performance. When the evaluation is not enough, there will be no way to disengage from the device."

Cheng Mo asked directly: "What is the evaluation standard?"

"It doesn't matter what the evaluation criteria are." Aoi Xiyuansi waved her hand, and the snowflakes began to fall quickly, like a falling streamer. "I will pass the authority, and let you go through the process and pass directly."

(End of this chapter)