I Was Supposed To Slay the Dragon and Started To Cultivate Immortals Unexpectedly

In the Genji Heavy Industries Building, Yuan Zhisheng walked out of the elevator, Sakura followed him, holding a file folder, and they marched along the concrete ground with wet blood stains on the ground.

The cold light on the ceiling cast a pale light, Yuan Zhisheng and Sakura walked to a door under the light. The door was written with "Hell" in twisted blood. Under the almost pale light, the blood-red words were on the door panel. The upper is weird and twisted, opening its blood basin and mouthing like an evil spirit.

Yuan Zhisheng opened the door and walked in. There was a spherical high-pressure xenon lamp hanging from the top of the room. Under the lamp was a square table and four chairs. The crow was sitting on a chair with his feet resting on the edge of the table. It changes shape under the light between blue and white.

"cough……"

Yuan Zhisheng coughed.

"Cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough..."

The crow that choked the smoke into the lungs coughed violently, and because he couldn't keep his balance, he fell back with the chair.

Sakurayan quickly took two steps forward, using a folder to fan the smoke source in the air. Although the infant smoked, it didn't match the taste of Crow Yasha.

The crow fell back on the ground together with the chair, and quickly got up to stand in front of Yuan Zhisheng, nodding to him and bowing: "Boss, are you here?"

"Don't be afraid, I am not a black-hearted factory owner, and occasional laziness is human nature. What happened to the interrogation?"

Yuan Zhisheng looked at the wall of the house. There was a closed inner door facing the outer door, echoing in the distance. The outer door reads "Hell", but inside the inner door is the real hell, and inside are the first few. Heaven intended to attack him but was hit hard by the fierce ghosts by Old Tang, but now the people who interrogated them were evil spirits in hell. In front of him, no matter how fierce ghosts were, they would howl and hiss.

"Yasha was interrogating inside. I came out to smoke a cigarette and let my mouth open easily, but they didn't know much," Crowhui reported. "The leader seems to know something, but the bones and mouth are too hard. Very, I admire his roots."

"The blood on your hands hasn't dried up yet."

Original innocence.

"The more you admire, the more cruel you will be," the crow wiped the half-coagulated blood from his fingertips on his shirt. "This is respect for the enemy."

"Then he must hope you insult him."

The inner door was unscrewed, Yaksha came out from inside, the **** palm released the handle on the inside of the door, and hit the door with his shoulder to close it.

The handle on the outside of the door is chrome-plated bright silver, and the handle on the inside is black and red with a matte texture, which is a trace of blood that has dried up over the years.

"Boss, he recruited, there is a big deal."

Yasha walked up to the crow, relied on himself to report important information, unscrupulously wiped the blood from his palm on the crow's suit jacket, the crow glared at him, but dared not speak.

"what?"

Yuan Zhisheng asked.

"Boss, do you remember the cadre of the fierce ghost who was hacked to death by you in Nara Town three months ago?"

Yasha asked.

"Remember, he hid in a small shop selling Nara stains. After killing him, it was confirmed that he was one of the silver generals of the fierce ghosts."

Original innocence.

As an old opponent of the Sheqi Bajia for so many years, most of the Mengguizhong’s situation has been figured out by the family. Their cadres use shogi pieces as their code names, and the number of cadres is the same as that of unilateral pieces in shogi.

In descending order of their status, they are king general, dragon king, dragon horse, golden general, silver general, guima, incense chariot, and infantry. There is only one king general, dragon king, and dragon horse. Golden general, silver general, guima, and xiang cha. Two, nine infantrymen.

Generally speaking, the hard power of the eight cadres from Jinjiang to Xiangche is between the five family heads of the Sheqi family and the elite family members, but they lack rationality when facing the well-equipped and tacitly coordinated family elite. It will be at a disadvantage, let alone facing a foreigner.

Yuan Zhisheng rushed to Nara-cho based on information three months ago and killed a silver general of the fierce ghosts. When he arrived, the silver general had already pressed the shopkeeper’s naked daughter by the barrel of Nara stains. , Cut her throat with blade-like claws.

Narazuke is a pickled vegetable made from sake lees mixed with fruits and vegetables. Blood gushes from the wound on the girl's white neck, like a cherry blossom tearing the snow curtain, dripping on the sake lees that wraps the ingredients. The rich aroma of the sake lees is mixed with rust. The blood rushed into the naive nasal cavity.

Yin will take out the blood-stained Narazuke from the sake lees and want to put it in his mouth. Yuan Zhisheng chopped off his head with a knife. Yin was about to die without noticing Yuan Zhisheng, and fell into the barrel of the head to lie down. In the lees and the pool of blood, facing upward, the samurai's satisfaction and obsession with the samurai's blade and the blood mixed in the wine remained in his eyes.

However, he is not a samurai, but just a despicable evil spirit who has taken away the beautiful life and pure chastity of the girl. The girl’s neck is stuck on the edge of the barrel. In her already godless and gloomy eyes, there are only deadly resentment and unwillingness. The blood remaining in the body is still there. Gushing, as if to drown the enemy's head in the hatred of blood.

Yuan Zhisheng walked out with silver and handed the blood-stained head to Sakura. From then until now, he would feel nauseous whenever he saw the pickles.

"The leader inside is another silver general, and their target is indeed the boss. We found a new version of the secret message from the ghosts on his mobile phone." Yasha pulled out a waterproof sealed bag. Mobile phone, "According to the new version of the secret word decryption method he confessed, the information decoded is..."

Yuan Zhisheng's face was flat. Since he started hunting ghosts, he has been violently assassinated several times by ghosts, but he has never really hurt him, so he is fearless.

"The fierce ghosts have already noticed your boss's friends," Yasha looked weird. "They seem to be planning to attack the boss's friends."

Yuan Zhisheng's complexion changed drastically.

A wooden van parked on the side street at the back entrance of the National University of Tokyo.

This kind of rickshaw is called a "house trolley" in Japan. It sells a variety of common dishes. The chef makes the dishes behind the counter in the car. The guests sit on the wooden bench outside the car to enjoy it. The front part of the car is a trolley rack similar to a rickshaw. With a long pole and a beam, you can walk the streets and alleys when you pull it up.

The house trolley is somewhat similar to the roadside stalls in the domestic streets, except that a wooden board can be supported by the window, and two benches under the wooden board can allow guests to eat on it. The wooden board can also be covered with a dark cloth guise. It becomes a semi-private space, in this respect, it is more similar to a miniature and movable izakaya.

Because of the limited space, the types of dishes that the ya trolley can provide are also very limited, often only a single kind. The ya trolley that sells ramen is called "ramen yatai", seafood that sells seafood is called "seafood yatai", and sushi is called "Sushi Yatai".

Lu Mingfei once saw it in "Diga Ultramanli"! Obic! In this episode, I saw the house cart, which is also the same as the current ramen roof. The shadow that swallows people in the pot has contracted the shadow of his childhood for a long time~www.readwn.com~Master Yue," Tonggu Jie Open the dark blue cloth cover, "Is it still open? "

"Of course, I want to live in a metropolis like Tokyo, but I can't take a moment to relax, otherwise the torrent of the times will drown my lingering old bones when they are rushing."

The master Yue in the car seemed to be quite old. His white hair was combed neatly into separate heads, and he was dressed in the white hemp uniform of the ramen master. His forehead was tied with a black towel, and his eyebrows became "eight" when he felt emotional. .

Lu Mingfei, who followed behind Tonggu, felt that the master Yue looked a bit like the Uncle Yile in "Naruto", if he could replace the towel on his head with a white chef's turban, it would be even more like.

"You seem to be in good health." After Tonggu and Ren walked into the cloth cover, Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoyao also squeezed in. Tonggu said to Master Yue, "You have to sell it here for a few more years, I I was admitted to Dongda with great difficulty, but I don’t want to be able to eat your ramen after just over a month of schooling."

"I don't know if I can sell it for a few years, but I can guarantee that at least I will not put the stall away until you graduate."

Master Yue was talking to Tonggu, but his eyes focused on Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoyao.

In the subjective world of people, there is temperament, not only different people have different temperaments, but even scenes and objects have their own temperaments.

The school has the qualities of a school, the forest has the qualities of a forest, and the streets have the qualities of a street...

Master Yue has lived for many years and has seen a lot of things and temperament, but he has never seen such a temperament.

The couple-like men and women in front of him were elegant and out of place. They were supposed to be out of step with the old streets around them, but they gave him a feeling of harmony.

Ordinary people don't have such a temperament, and the master's heart tightens slightly.