Conan: I am a Ke scholar

Chapter 130 Conan's Happiness Comes So Suddenly

"So that monster is Wutiangu?"

Conan thought thoughtfully.

There are no strict temple regulations in the temple, and perhaps it is just a small temple, so there is no need to set it up at all.

Maybe it was because few outsiders were seen, but the young monks talked about their own stories incessantly, and the topic unknowingly turned to an ancient local legend - the legend about Wutiangou.

This ancient legend not only attracted Conan's attention, but also attracted Xiaolan.

She was afraid of ghosts, but couldn't restrain her curiosity, so she suppressed her fear and listened to the legend of Wutiangu.

In order to suppress the fear in her heart, she hugged Conan in her arms, just to give herself a little sense of security.

Conan suddenly felt the softness in the back of his head, and couldn't help but blushed. This happiness came so suddenly.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Si Yi couldn't help but his eyes brightened, and he had a good idea in his heart. He took Hui Yuan to watch a horror movie in two days, and he didn't know what would happen.

He happily ate a few mouthfuls of rice. Although the vegetarian meals were all vegetarian dishes, Si Yi felt more and more appetizing, so he really wanted to eat.

The old host laughed and didn't stop the young monks. To be precise, he brought up this topic from the very beginning.

From the moment they met, he faintly anticipated that there was a monster around the temple, deliberately arousing Xiaolan's curiosity.

Because this temple is too remote and the scenery is so-so, for the sake of incense, the old host wants to use the ancient legend of Wutiangou as a selling point.

He usually does the same, and several young monks have followed suit.

But today the old host was not like this. He looked at Kogoro Mori flatteringly, Kogoro Mori also laughed, and boldly took out a bottle of wine from his pocket.

While digging, Mori Kogoro also praised it.

"Good smell!"

Mori Kogoro is not surprised that the old monk can drink, because the monks here can already drink.

Mori Kogoro poured a glass for the host boldly, then only poured half a glass for himself, and quickly sealed the wine.

Just opening his mouth for a while, the whole room exudes a strange aroma of wine.

"Okay, good wine."

The old host was full of joy, picked up the cup and took a sip lightly, and immediately filled his mouth with fragrance, praised again and again.

Mori Kogoro smiled happily, he got this wine from Si Yi, and it was the cost of today's trip.

As an old wine addict for many years, he took a wine bottle and smelled it, and he knew it was a good wine, and the old monk was a person who knew wine, so he could barely be regarded as a drinking buddy.

Mori Kogoro was also willing to share his wine with the old monk. After all, he kindly took him in, although it was also because of money.

But in the wilderness, it is not bad to have a place to live.

The two drunkards laughed and began to taste the rare wine.

Everyone got along very happily, until a little monk mentioned it, "Speaking of Wutiangou, he really exists. Brother Zhongnian was killed by this monster two years ago."

"Ah, is anyone still dead?"

Xiaolan screamed, originally she had let go of Conan, but this surprise, she hugged Conan back again.

And it was frontal, this sudden attack made Conan almost suffocate, he struggled desperately, Xiaolan remembered him, and let him go slowly.

The host, who was still drinking happily with Uncle Mao Li, suddenly changed his face when he heard the young monk mention the death of Zhongnian, and immediately reprimanded, "The so-called Wutiangou is just a boring legend. What is there to mention?"

Although Wutiangou was first proposed by him, he only wanted to promote the temple's popularity through Wutiangou, but he didn't want outsiders to mention the murder case two years ago.

This discrepancy in attitude immediately aroused everyone's surprise, especially Conan, who was vigilant as a detective, and he was keenly aware that the host seemed to have some relationship with the murder case two years ago.

Si Yi slowly put down his chopsticks, he had already remembered that the so-called Wutiangou was actually the host in front of him.

Two years ago, it wasn't the frightening monster Mist Tengu that killed Zhongnen, but him.

For the sake of popularity, that is, the money brought by tourists.

Just as the old monk expected, since the story of the monk Zhongnian suspected of being killed by the Wutian dog was published in the newspaper two years ago, there has been an endless stream of tourists looking for excitement.

There are more tourists, more accommodation fees, more incense money, and the old monk earns a lot of money.

Two years have passed, and the legend of Wutiangou is still hot. Not long ago, a reporter came to interview.

When Mao Li and others arrived, the old monk also thought that they had come for Wutiangu.

Seeing everyone staring at him, the old host also noticed his strangeness, and he said calmly, "Now is a scientific society, we must believe in science."

But everyone still looked strange, the old host tried to tell the story of Wu Tiangou to divert everyone's attention.

"A long time ago, tengus were ancient monsters that could fly. They would sneak into the village like fog on rainy nights, break through the walls, kidnap good people, and hang the corpses of their prey on high places. Come and eat."

"That day dog ​​has a big red face, a long nose, thick and white eyebrows and beard, and Wutian dog has a special hobby."

"What hobby?"

Xiaolan asked tremblingly.

Monk Tianyong stared at Mao Lilan strangely. He said gloomyly, coldly and fearfully, "It especially likes young girls with thin skin and tender flesh. That's right, young girls like this girl here!"

"Aaaaaaaaaa!!!"

This old monk is indeed a master of telling horror stories, and he looks eerie, and his tone is so terrifying, coupled with the wind, rain, lightning and thunder outside the window, the atmosphere is extraordinarily terrifying.

Xiaolan was completely frightened, she hugged Conan tightly again, Conan wailed, and stretched out her little hand to Si Yi desperately.

"Save, save, help!"

Si Yi took a deep breath, licked his face and said, "Sister Xiaolan, I'm also scared, can you give me a hug?"

As soon as the shameless words came out, Xiao Lan came to her senses in an instant, and she couldn't help but blush when she saw Conan who was covered by her and was almost unable to breathe.

Just as she was about to get up and leave, she thought of the legend of Wutengu, so she forcibly pulled up Kogoro Mouri who was drinking, and wanted to go back to her room to sleep.

Mori Kogoro was also very speechless about his daughter being afraid of ghosts. He looked at the fragrant wine on the table and tried to comfort Xiaolan: "It's just a dog in the fog. What are you afraid of? Don't you know karate? You hammer it!" he."

"Hahahaha, but this is just a boring legend, little girl, don't take it seriously, really don't take it seriously."

Monk Tianyong successfully diverted everyone's attention, and he immediately changed back to a benevolent look, and said with a smile.

Xiaolan blushed and retorted, "That's a monster, how could I beat it?"

"I can fight, I can fight." When Mori Kogoro said this, his eyes had not left the wine on the table.

Xiaolan looked at her father who wanted to drink, and her anger continued to soar. Si Yi wisely leaned to the side, and pulled Conan along the way.

Sure enough, the next second, Xiaolan slapped the table with a big hole, and said word by word, "I'm afraid, go back to the room and sleep, okay, Dad!"

Mori Kogoro woke up from the alcohol in an instant, and the old monk and the young monk were also frightened into a cold sweat. Some young monks even began to chant sutras, trembling.

Sure enough, the old monk was right, the woman at the foot of the mountain is a tiger.

"sleep."

Uncle Mao Li compromised first, and Xiaolan put away her slap in satisfaction, and then apologized to the old monk.

I accidentally broke his table.

The old monk smiled awkwardly, and couldn't help feeling lucky in his heart. Fortunately, the girl didn't slap herself just now for treating herself as a foggy dog.

He said softly, "Little girl, go back to sleep, Wutiangou is really a legend, you really don't have to be afraid."

He waved his hands to the shivering young monks next to him, "Go back to sleep."

Several young monks rushed away and ran fast, afraid that Xiaolan would catch up and slap them one by one.

Si Yi also followed Uncle Mao Li back to the room. He lay peacefully on the bed with his hands behind his head, "Tonight is not a peaceful night."

"what?"

Si Yi's inexplicable words alerted Conan, but Si Yi smiled and closed his eyes without saying a word.

Conan frowned, so he put on the detective watch that had just been cut off, and lay on the bed without taking off his clothes.

Will tonight really be restless?

　This is today's Chapter 5, ten thousand updates are on the shelves. I'm really a little tired, but I'm still very happy. The grades are barely qualified. As long as it doesn't collapse, the author will keep writing. The update will be later tomorrow, at 12 noon.

　　I wrote 12000 words today, and I'm a little vain, so let me take it easy.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)