The last Onmyoji

Chapter 120

I look around and see that there is a vast expanse of white mist, and I don’t know where I am now, but this fat woman who is as tall as the white pearl before weight loss took my hand and said: " Come on, my lord, all the distinguished guests inside have already taken their seats."

After finishing speaking, she pushed me back into Song Zhai, and I took the opportunity to touch her hand. It's not that I'm lustful, but that I'm already in this environment, and I can no longer be afraid. Thinking of such a small distance, it would only take a while for the second uncle to rush in to save me, but now it has fallen to the point where I don't even know where I am.

It's useless to be afraid. It's better to ask for others than yourself. Fortunately, this woman's hands are hot.

"My lord, how many petite little girls are waiting inside, who came in a sedan chair and took advantage of me, an old guy? If you really like it, wait for me to serve in the wing?" Said the old woman wearing a Huadan mask.

I took a look at her, and immediately got goosebumps all over my body, and then I took another look at this Song Zhai and this ancient building, without any hesitation, I couldn't leave, I had to see the trick.

I want to go, this old Huadan immediately ran in front of me to lead me the way, walked into the gate of Songzhai, I found that today I am a freak, because there are really many people here, the layout inside , like an ancient theater, the stage has been set up properly, but the play seems to have not started yet, but the tables below are already full of people.

Each of them wears a mask, there is a ghost face mask, and there is also a Huadan mask. I am the only one with a normal face. Except for the sound of gongs, it is very quiet inside, and no one is in front of me. There was a teacup, in the shape of blue and white porcelain, and young girls of various colors in turquoise cheongsams shuttled among them, pouring tea and water in a very sophisticated manner.

These girls have graceful figures, and even if they can't see their faces, they can still see their extraordinary words and deeds.Absolutely beautiful girl, although I try my best to convince myself not to be nervous, but the cold sweat still wets the shirt, and my head is dizzy like a ball of paste.

Until now, I still don't know whether I am with a group of people or with a group of ghosts.

When they arrived in the room, the fat old Huadan greeted a young girl with a loud voice, "Heijinka, the master of the first-class room! Greetings are over."

The little girl said a blessing, and took me directly to the second floor, which is equivalent to the upper class warehouse of a movie theater, but I am very curious, what is the black card in my hand, because I can clearly feel It turned out that when the old Huadan said the black gold card, almost two-thirds of the originally calm people looked back at me with burning eyes.

I don't dare to speak out. In their eyes, I am now an awesome person holding a VIP card, but I don't even know where I am awesome, so what about awesomeness?Just silently pretending to be low-key, followed this juicy little girl to the second floor.

I was introduced by her to a wing room lit with red sandalwood. The furniture inside was antique and I had only seen it on TV. finger, and started to make Kung Fu tea for me.

The tea I made was Tieguanyin, which I just chose myself. It has a strong aroma, but now I drink it in my mouth, and it is no different from horse urine. I just have to say that the location in this wing room is really good. Looking at the small mountains, the people below all seem to have extraordinary bearing, but now it gives me the feeling that I am above them!
In the room, there was only the sound of drums and drums from below. The little girl's complexion was very fair, and her movements were familiar and graceful. In order to relieve my tension, I deliberately said: "Beauty, what's your name?"

The little girl brought over a cup of tea directly with tweezers, and Huadan's eyes on her face were full of water and said: "Master, how do you want to drink this cup of tea?"

"How do you drink it?" I asked in a daze.

She took the tea, walked around to my side, gently hooked my neck, and said charmingly, "I'll feed you."

Not to mention the bitterness in my heart, now where do I have the mood and effort to experience the taste of nephrite in my arms?To be honest, I feel horrible when I see this Huadan face, but I can't reveal it. How can the gentleman in the first-class room be afraid of this little maid?

I pretended to be proficient. On TV, I also watched a lot of jokes about those wealthy dudes visiting brothels. I turned my head, took her into my arms, pinched her chin and said, "I want to see what's going on under your mask." This face, it gives me the feeling is very beautiful."

This little girl seems to be a veteran in the jungle, I don't know what's going on, she broke free from my arms like a loach, and continued to make tea: "Master, this is the first time I come here." , before singing, you can't break the rules, after singing, I'm the master's man."

Hearing this, I wasn't excited, I'd be damned if I could be excited, this little girl of his mother can't leak her words, and I still don't know where this place is!
I sat face to face with this little girl, and after a while, the little girl walked up to me, sat in my arms very consciously, handed the pastry to my mouth, and whispered like a raving: "Master, it's time to strike."

I stretched out my head to look at the stage below, and found that the maids from just now had disappeared, only people with ghost masks remained.

The actors slowly came on stage, and at the very beginning, it was Peking Opera Huadan Da Tsing Yi.

I ate the pastry and it tasted like chewing wax. Looking at the stage below, I felt even more boring. How good is your rap and singing? As for it?
Suddenly, I found that the person who came on stage in a while was a little familiar.

This person is Lao Dan, looking at her figure and that face with makeup, I suddenly felt a bone-chilling chill, because I was basically sure.This old woman is the dead woman standing on the street.

My whole body is cold, even if I hold this hot body in my arms, I can't do it. What kind of ghost festival is this, this is not singing for ghosts, but ghosts singing for people!
"Master, you are trembling." The little girl whispered in my ear.

No matter how frightened I am, I will not be afraid of this little girl in my arms. At this moment, I am extremely nervous, and I grabbed this little girl's neck, without the slightest bit of pity, I pretended to be very fierce and said: : "Tell me, what the hell is going on! You know what I want to ask!"

"My lord, you came here to watch the play. Don't you feel that this play is so beautiful? You can't find another place to watch it except our Song Zhai. Look at their figures, how graceful and graceful they are." Dazed." The little girl didn't panic, but pointed to the stage and said to me.

I looked carefully, and I really found that those figures twisting on the stage were like phantoms, more like inflated human skin.

The dancing posture is beautiful, but there is no vitality at all.

Suddenly, the door of my room opened, and the first one rushed in was a dog, a big black dog, this dog was limping, but moved very fast, almost rushed to my side in the blink of an eye Hey, I've been sniffing hard on me.

I was terrified, how could a dog suddenly run into such an elegant place and such a high-end wing? !
After the dog circled me three times, it suddenly wagged its tail wildly at me, and even stretched out its front legs, sitting and bowing to me.

"Don't be surprised, little guy, he smelled your grandfather on you." At this time, a scary old man in a Tang suit with many age spots on his face walked in.

The little girl in my arms broke free from my shackles, lying on the ground shivering and shouting: "Master!"

My pupils shrank for a while, and I asked in surprise, "Lord of Song Zhai?"

He stretched out his finger to me, put it on his mouth, and made a silent gesture: "Listen to the play first and talk. Your grandfather is doing very well at this point, but you can't."

After finishing speaking, he pulled a stool and sat next to me, like an old man next door, tapping his thighs following the dance on the stage, seeming very intoxicated.

The maid was still kneeling, her face deeply buried on the ground.

I was soaked in cold sweat by the aura of this old man.

(End of this chapter)