Yamazaki Ichiro, who had been trekking for a long time, was sleeping soundly, but the surrounding air seemed to be very heavy, and gradually, there were beads of water hanging on his eyebrows.
"Pa!" There seemed to be a soft knock on the door.
"Who?" Afraid of waking up Yamada Shinichi, who was sleeping next door, Yamazaki Ichiro woke up and walked to the door, and asked in a low voice through a paper door.
No one answered. He yawned again and looked around. Why was there fog here? What was going on?
Opening the door, Yamazaki Ichiro saw a layer of mist hanging on the steps. This mist was not cold, but it made people feel very comfortable.
Yamazaki Ichiro was a little confused. He suddenly heard the sound of water.
"Is it a hot spring? This hotel has a hot spring? " He didn't know why, but with this idea, he unconsciously went deeper. Finally, the mist began to gradually dissipate, revealing a small area.
The stone carvings in the mist were scattered, the path was paved with smooth pebbles, and a half-hung paper lantern with a green light. With the sound of water, a fragrance came over.
Yamazaki Ichiro's nose was very sensitive, and he immediately recognized that this was the fragrance of a woman!
Although he was a samurai, he was only a low-level samurai, and usually did not have much income. Over the age of 30, he could only occasionally go to the red light district to find some women to vent.
This time, he accompanied Yamada Hall to the Heian capital, and along the way, he did not have the leisure to find women to entertain himself.
Smelling this fragrance, he could not help but narrow his eyes and could not help but approach.
At this time, there was a voice inside, and the voice was sweet.
"Madam, I heard that two samurai arrived in the capital today. They must be the messengers of the Minister of State and Izumi Shou Tachibana. Do you want to summon them?"
Mrs. Izumi Shikibu?
The woman in the hot spring was actually the Mrs. Shikibu that he would visit tomorrow?!
The woman sighed softly. This sound was as soft as a cat's paw, scratching the tip of Yamazaki Ichiro's heart, making it itch unbearably.
"Sigh, so what if they are messengers? He went to become Izumi Shou, leaving me here alone, so lonely … You go, I will take a bath. "
"Yes, madam." A maid answered and came out from inside. She was wearing linen clothes, but the workmanship was meticulous, and she even wore jewelry.
Logically speaking, knowing that the madam was inside, Yamazaki Ichiro should have quickly retreated, but for some reason, his heart warmed up and he hid behind a rock.
Yamazaki Ichiro swallowed a mouthful of saliva as he stared at her enchanting curves. Even the maidservant was so alluring, let alone the mistress.
The maid had a faint smile on her face. Her eyes swept over the stone, but she didn't seem to notice anything. She followed the path.
The fog was getting thicker and thicker. Yamazaki Ichiro subconsciously moved closer and looked inside.
Suddenly, a woman with her head lowered and her hair hanging down like satin came into view. Instantly, he felt an impulse spread through his whole body.
When he woke up, he had already rushed in and pressed his hand on the woman's naked skin. It was smooth and delicate, making his mind fly away.
"I …" Yamazaki Ichiro was tongue-tied. Should he explain or beg for mercy?
Before he could react, the woman smiled faintly and pulled him gently. The two of them fell into the hot spring and rolled around together …
Next Door, Room
In this era of hotels, straw mats and coarse blankets were of course not luxurious. The only thing that was worth the price was that the mats and blankets were at least sun-dried and had a hint of sunshine to them.
The young man lay down in his clothes. The night wind whistled and the corridor was quiet. Suddenly, a faint cloud of smoke entered through the gap of the tightly shut wooden door.
Pei Zi Yun opened his eyes, which were filled with sarcasm.
"Sneaking around in the middle of the night, interesting."
Even as he said that, Pei Zi Yun had already jumped up. With a single move, the wooden blade was already in his hands.
The smoke that squeezed in did not even have the chance to touch Pei Zi Yun before he stepped on it. With a "pu" sound, the smoke let out a soundless scream and disappeared.
"Hua", the wooden door opened. In the dark corridor, a few blurry figures paused for a moment before letting out a soundless roar. They turned around and pounced on Pei Zi Yun.
Looking at them, although they were in human form and wore clothes, their faces were hideous and ferocious. Their deep eye sockets were glowing with a ghostly fire and their mouths were wide open.
There were a total of six of them. Three of them held a katana in their hands, while the other three were bare-handed. Their nails were long and sharp, with a dark green hue.
Along with them came a nauseating stench.
Pei Zi Yun was not really a clean freak, but when it came to these kinds of demons, he would usually end them quickly if he could.
With a wave of his wooden blade, a cold white light flashed in the darkness.
The demons that pounced on him were almost as fast as his shadow. But with a "pu" sound, the sound of paper being torn, their bodies stopped. Then with a "boom", a white flame appeared on their bodies and suddenly turned into a huge fire.
"Ah!"
Pei Zi Yun's power was very effective against the demons. They only had time to let out a scream before they were burnt to ashes by the white flame. Even the katana was not spared.
"What happened? What happened? Who's screaming? " At the end of the corridor, the owner of the hotel opened the door and rushed out wearing his clothes. He did not even bother to put on his shoes. It was obvious that he had heard the scream and was afraid that something bad had happened.
As soon as he stepped out, he saw a person standing in the corridor with a knife in his hand. The owner was shocked and almost fell to the ground.
Fortunately, the figure quickly spoke, "It's me, Yamada Shinichi."
"Ah! It's Lord Yamada! " Since it was a guest and not a bandit, the owner heaved a sigh of relief. He asked, "Did you also hear the scream just now?"
Pei Zi Yun held his wooden blade and frowned as the other party walked closer. "There are demons in your hotel. They tried to attack me at night and I killed them."
"Demon, demon ghost?" The owner's face turned ashen and his body trembled. "My lord, I don't know. I don't know what you're talking about! Are you alright? Heavens, what is a demon ghost? Are you referring to demons and evil spirits? Why would they come to my hotel? "
Pei Zi Yun stared at him and said, "Stop acting. You're the owner of the hotel, how can you not know about these things?"
"Even if I've heard about it, I've heard a lot about it."
"Before you go to bed, your reaction to the legend of the lamp without buckwheat has already been exposed. Call out all the people you want to call out."
As he spoke, he raised his wooden blade.
"Lord Yamada." Facing the wooden blade, the owner's expression changed.
Those who were knowledgeable could feel that the wooden blade was even colder than the swords on the waist of a samurai. It was filled with a murderous aura, which added a chill to the wind.
"How many people do you have to kill to have such a murderous aura?"
"I can't think too much about it. I can only be honest. This is the capital of Peace. Even if you're a samurai, you can't kill as you please." The owner thought and knelt down respectfully, "Lord Yamada, it's impossible for us to collude with demons. Yin Yang Family and the officials of the capital will not let us off."
The owner raised his head slightly and looked at Pei Zi Yun's expression. He bit his lips and continued, "However, our hotel does know something. That's why we've prepared these people to rescue you. We have no ill intentions."
As he spoke, he waved his hand and the sound of something burning could be heard. Four people walked in. They were all waiters. Their faces were black from the smoke and they knelt in silence.
It was right that they had no ill intentions. But if the guests were to die, they would take the opportunity to plunder them right?
Pei Zi Yun thought as his expression softened. He then looked at the room next door.
'Although Yamazaki Ichiro has his own plans, he's usually considered brave. Even if he's afraid, he wouldn't hide in his room when his young master is in danger.'
'Even the owner of the hotel heard the commotion and ran out. The guests in the room also noticed the commotion but didn't dare to come out. Why is it so quiet in the room next door?'
'Something's not right!' Pei Zi Yun gestured for the owner to keep quiet and pulled open the door next door. The door wasn't tightly shut. With a gentle pull, it opened.
The room was pitch black. Pei Zi Yun glanced around and saw that there was no one in the room.
'Yamazaki Ichiro isn't in the room.'
'Looks like something has happened.' Pei Zi Yun was about to turn around when he stopped in his tracks. He could smell a faint stench. It was in the room.
This stench was similar to the stench of the demons and ghosts, but it was more complicated.
The owner of the hotel exclaimed, "Ah! Who's that? "
"What's wrong?" Pei Zi Yun asked.
The owner's eyes widened as he pointed, "Just now, just now, there was a shadow!"
'Could it be Yamazaki Ichiro?'
As Pei Zi Yun thought this way, he chased after Yamazaki Ichiro. The innkeeper had brought along four workers, and they were holding torches. Although the light was dim, they could still see clearly. Very soon, they saw a figure lying on a rock in the courtyard. This person was not moving at all. Looking at his clothes, he was dressed in the same manner as Yamazaki Ichiro, who was not in the room.
"Ah, could it be the great warrior?" When they got closer, the innkeeper almost fell when he saw them. He quickly held onto the handrail to support himself, while the four men behind him retched.
Pei Zi Yun's expression was calm, but there was a hint of anger in it. He walked over and slowly turned the person over. Indeed, it was Yamazaki Ichiro.
Yamazaki Ichiro's pants had already been removed. His body was twisted and black, covered in blood and mud. It was unknown what kind of torture he had been subjected to. His entire body was covered in wounds, and his left sleeve was broken. Even his bones could be seen.
The strangest thing was that although Yamazaki Ichiro's face was twisted and black, upon closer inspection, one could see that his expression was one of joy, as though he was not in pain at all.
'At the end of the day, demons and ghosts are not only filthy, they are also very difficult to understand.' Pei Zi Yun was not surprised as he muttered to himself.
Initially, the stories of love between humans and demons had filled young people with dreams.
'How good would it be if I had a fox girl or a ghost girl.'
Disregarding everything else, the more Pei Zi Yun learned about the various worlds, the more he understood that the so-called demons and demons were actually losers and filthy beings. Who would fall in love with such filthy trash?
Was he crazy?
The person in front of him must have met a female ghost.
What a fool …
Pei Zi Yun felt a little pity for this man as he touched his forehead.
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