I, the lord of ghost stories

"Then, the next step is to find a place that is not too desolate, and settle it a little bit, away from the harsh environment. This will allow them to survive for a few more years... In fact, I am also a crocodile tear, obviously I am the one who caused all this. yourself, isn't it?"

Miss Qianxue, a god, is not as emotional as she was when she was a human being...

Perhaps it can be said that what is left is the real divine side.

After understanding Sifeng Yuanyou's wishes, she disappeared without a sound, and Feng Xuetian really paused.

"Take it as it is, as a human being, I have a little mercy."

Chapter 220 Six Sands

The small town with white walls and black tiles is as fresh and clean as it has been washed by the rain.

The clean and level streets and the green willows are shrouded in misty water vapor at a glance.

Near the edge of the town, there is a simple two-story building with a certain room on the first floor.

Simple whitewashed walls, plain red painted door, slightly open.

The cheap curtains with blue patterns on the white background fluttered slowly, and a pot of delicate asparagus bamboo in the corner was trimmed neatly and delicately.

The air is filled with faint water vapor, and the smell of moist soil is mixed together.

"Today is the time to leave, and it's ridiculous to think about it... I'm a little bit reluctant to be here."

Kinoshita Myojin lay on his back on the spacious wooden bed, with a slightly old-fashioned white cotton mattress under him.

Today, he has abandoned the kimono, which is more decorative than practical. He wears a simple unlined upper body and straight pants that are easy to move.

The elegance that the onmyoji learned when he was studying the art has disappeared—there are no noble officials who need to talk about Fengya, only Chi Guoguo's fighting in front of the battle.

In just fourteen days, he had accumulated enough meritorious deeds.

Close your eyes, you can see one monster after another being eliminated.

The power of filth is strange and strange, so most of the monsters formed are not human.

He was not used to it at first, and suffered a lot, but fortunately, he quickly adapted to the battle with these filthy monsters.

"The entrustment of the Wangyue family can be perfunctory. The most important gain of this trip is not money."

"Even if I go back now, this experience alone has taught me a lot."

Using spells to attack, cooperate and use, can play better.

Many tricks are difficult to come by without practicing them yourself... Especially in the eternal life, these veterans of the heroic spirit will remind them from time to time, these are very valuable experiences

Kinoshita Myojin knows the value of knowledge.

Onmyoji is famous for his knowledge, but many times he is not good at fighting.

"The opportunity bestowed by God, establishing martial arts, honing skills, and if you bestow some treasures, it will be a complete adventure."

"Myojin, it's almost time."

Outside the corridor, a young man came and gently knocked on the wooden door with a folding fan.

"It's time to leave, and you still think about staying?"

This is Kamiyama Tomozaki who came together.

The Shenshan family is just an ordinary Onmyoji family that barely maintains its family name.

He is the second son in the family, and he is unlikely to inherit the family, so he came to take the order.

"It's such a nice place, I've gotten used to it after living here for a long time."

Kinoshita Myokami lay lazily, without opening his eyes, leisurely, enjoying everything here.

"Stop dreaming, wake up, this is Chang Shi Kingdom established by Ji Yang!"

"Chang Shiguo is inhabited by the dead. You can live alone for a few days, but do you want to live permanently? If you live permanently, you will die!"

The ordinary life belongs to yin, and the present world belongs to yang.

There are many taboos between yin and yang, for example, a living person cannot stay in the eternal land for a long time.

"Living is so hard, it's better to die early and live here."

"Eternal life is eternal and silent, no sickness, no old age, no intrigue, simple life, no work pressure, no mortgage, car loan, gift loan, education loan, milk powder loan, cemetery loan...I don't know how happy I am!"

"Happiness comes from comparison. When I think of returning to such a ruthless, cruel and unreasonable world, I feel that my whole person is gloomy."

"Don't be stupid, you want to stay, but Chang Shi still refuses to accept it!"

Kinoshita Myokami looked sleepy, opened his confused eyes, and was in a trance for a while, feeling really nostalgic in his heart.

His words were not lies, but he really felt disgusted with the world.

Through the window, looking at this quiet town after the rain.

There are still thin drops of rain, and even penetrate into the room along the edge of the bed.

Even though it was only a short ten days or so, he got used to the tranquility, tranquility, and simplicity here.

In the lonely and independent town in the rain, the residents of the town who are not troubled by disease, aging, or hunger always have a smile.

They will always freeze at a certain moment they like, and then until they reincarnate, they can always live in the small town, enjoying all the peace and tranquility that belongs to them.

"If only I could stay..."

On more than one occasion, Kinoshita Myojin admired their lives.

The beauty in the eternal world is unimaginable to the people of the present world.

It's just that after many inquiries, they all confirmed that they and others did not meet the requirements—that is, they were not allowed to stay and settle down.

"Let's go."

The crew-cut young man in gray windbreaker and trousers at the door seemed a little impatient.

"Let's go, Wu Xun's settlement is over, and the task entrustment gold has been collected, it's time to rest!"

On the asphalt road at the exit of the town, dozens of people gathered here.

The sky was covered with white clouds, bright and bright, and the tender red petals of cherry blossoms were drooping in the wind, and Kinoshita Myojin was even more attracted.

Thin raindrops wet the long sleeves of his body, but no obvious wet marks can be seen on closer inspection.

The pink petals floated down gently, and a slight "flutter" sound was faintly heard when it landed.

I can't tell if I really heard it, or some kind of illusion.

"Your martial arts have been rewarded, and now I will send you out of here."

The old man I met when I came, stood at the intersection with soldiers, and saw them off.

Outside the small town, the white mist was still thick, but the white mist seemed to be a bit brighter, and the whole thing was filled with bright colors, bright and lively.

Kinoshita Myojin and the others each brought a few pots of precious potted plants.

It is a species that is unique in this world and can only be cultivated by gods in the eternal world.

"Goodbye, Kingdom of Eternal Eternity."

Kinoshita Myokami took one last nostalgic look at the small town that seemed to be peaceful forever.

After that, he stepped onto the asphalt road shrouded in white mist, leading to the outside of the ordinary world in a long way.

One of the green potted plants on the back is rooted in the yellow sand.

Under its luxuriant leaf root system, there are three to five grains of golden sand dormant, containing an aura so weak that it is hard to detect.

This breath is covered by the lush vegetation.

Everyone didn't notice it at all.

After walking about three to five kilometers, the surrounding atmosphere changed.

"Arrived in the present world!"

One of the onmyojis said so, and then many people breathed a sigh of relief.

Not everyone likes to fight.

After walking for a while, the white mist cleared and a group of people appeared directly on the deck, and then turned around to see if there was any fog? Where was there any asphalt road?

Only blue sea and blue sky, sparkling.

Shi Song Gantai seemed to have seen a ghost.

"You disappeared for a day and a night, where did you go?"

"What, only one day and one night have passed in this world?"

"We have stayed in Changshi for at least four full days!"

"Although I didn't see the sun, there were cloudy days and nights, and there was a moon at night. It's been four and a half days!"

After communicating, the two sides discovered that the flow of time is actually different inside and outside the world.

Chapter 220 Seven Injections

Inside the cabin, bright and soft white light shone down, illuminating the spacious meeting room.

The bustling crowd sat around a circle of seats.

At this time, he didn't care about many rules, as soon as he sat down, Shi Song Gantai couldn't wait to ask.

"You really went to the Dragon Palace? The legendary piece of eternal life?"

"Yes."

Carefully, he held a small palm-sized green plant in his arms to protect his chest, and Kinoshita Myojin looked serious.

"All of us went there and met that Ji Xiang."

"Because of His favor, I received martial honors in exchange for this little pot of grass."

"The sand in the pot is rich in spiritual power, which can protect the effect of the grass leaves, but its effect is passing by all the time."

"We must meet Patriarch Mochizuki in person in the shortest possible time, and take the medicine together, otherwise the effect will be damaged."

Kamiyama Tomozaki added:

"The weight of one herbal medicine is actually far from enough. It takes the weight of all of us to add up to barely enough."

"When using it, it must be used within three hours. Use the user's own blood as a medicine to add it to synthesize the elixir, and this medicine can only work on this person."

The onmyoji of the Nagashima family then went on to add details:

"Except for the above, there are discrepancies with the legends. The essence is not to increase the lifespan out of thin air, but to repair the accumulated damage of the human body... Conservative estimates, it will last for a year or two."

The other onmyojis around also nodded their heads one after another, adding details about the eternal world.

"There is day and night in the eternal life, there is no sun, and sometimes the moon and stars are seen."

"There is filth there, forming all kinds of monsters, water monsters, stone monsters, fog monsters, wood monsters, in short, everything, which needs to be purified regularly."

"All of us assisted in destroying monsters, purifying filth, accumulating martial arts, making up for the lack of sacrifices, and only changing the amount of medicine enough for one person."

"A whole half a month! This is very hard work!"

A grade looked at the old warlock who was over sixty, coughed badly, and then raised his own needs:

"We need more money!"

When it comes to income, even a refined person can't help but care about it.

In fact, to tell the truth, even onmyojis, spell-forbidden Taoist warlocks, or other professions who have mastered the abilities beyond ordinary people cannot completely break away from the world in this era.

A consortium with huge financial and human resources has the resources they need—not just money.

At this time, it is necessary to raise the price appropriately and say how hard you have worked.

Kinoshita Myojin also nodded solemnly, talking nonsense in a serious manner:

"It's true that more money should be paid. Many monsters have special abilities. We couldn't adapt at the beginning. Many people have suffered serious injuries... Please pay more for the hard work!"

"Please, Shi Song-san!"