Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 690 Basic Routines

In a not-so-prosperous seaside town, a samurai who had just finished drinking was on his way home.

Holding a wine jug in his hand, he staggered and was still humming a little tune with a touch of peachy air.But the warrior suddenly had a urge to urinate, so he opened his dim eyes, and soon found an alley, intending to go in and solve it on the spot.

Deep in the alley, just as the samurai had just finished solving the problem and felt refreshed, a soft purple light suddenly appeared. There seemed to be something...

The samurai was curious in his heart, and he was not afraid because he was drunk, so he approached the past step by step... He found the source of these purple lights, which seemed to be because of this strange purple mist.

At this time, the warrior's reaction was very slow, and he stared blankly ahead... Finally, a look of panic appeared in the warrior's eyes, and he took a step back, but fell to the ground... The sense of balance is really strong. too poor!
"Ah... ah!! Monster! Monster..."

He turned around, wanting to crawl and run out of this place in horror, and regretted so much, it shouldn't be convenient in this place!

He continued to run crazily, but in the end he couldn't get out of this place, a mass of purple light mist had been completely swallowed by him - only a more mournful cry came, and everything returned to calm.

Not long after, the samurai walked out of this alley again, his footsteps were no longer staggering, but rather calm, because he had now become... Yamato no Orochi.

To be precise, it is just a temporary container for Yamata no Orochi.

It certainly didn't need to take the body of a samurai, but at this point it had to.It needs the body of this warrior so that it can hide its aura—because it doesn't know whether the weird man holding Zhanlu will chase after him.

Zhanlu, the sword of the imperial way, was built with the righteousness of heaven and earth, and has great restraint damage to all evil things.

"This Zhanlu sword was born again?" The samurai attached to Yamato no Orochi walked and said to himself, "Back then, a strange Taoist used his sword to slay demons, and he used this Zhanlu sword .That’s because although I’m young, I still can’t forget the aura on Zhanlu Sword...so, it’s absolutely unmissable!”

Yamato no Orochi couldn't help but feel suspicious. After the strange Taoist used his sword to slay demons, he suddenly disappeared, and it and most of its clansmen survived.

Later, when it gradually grew up, it broke with the clan because of disagreement with its ideas, and was finally exiled away... As for this Yan Wuyue world, it was a strange space it found by chance, which seemed to be a strange space. A complete world, but there is a strange feeling everywhere... everything is specious.

It's just that there is nothing in this world that can resist it except for the two statues called Baxun Temple.So I simply settled down here temporarily, sleeping when I have nothing to do, being a disaster when I am bored, doing my own way, but I have a feeling of freedom, although I am no longer in Shenzhou, but I am at ease.

It's just that I didn't expect that because of my greedy drink, I was finally sealed until now, and I was freed... But I never thought that as soon as I came out, I would meet the Zhanlu sword who made it, its clansmen, and even the whole demon world frightened.

The moment he recognized Zhanlu Sword, Yamato no Orochi almost thought that it was the strange Taoist from back then who reappeared!

"Could it be...the descendant of that Taoist?" Yamato no Orochi frowned at this time, as if the more he thought about it, the possibility of this became more and more likely, but he failed to grasp the key point-there was too little information from the outside world .

"I don't know how many years have passed in Shenzhou, whether the Xiangliu family has..." There was hatred in the eyes of Yamato no Orochi, "I absolutely don't agree with... this kind of concept! Since then, I will no longer I am a member of Xiangliu, I am me!"

Yamato no Orochi finally walked out of this small town quickly, but at the moment of leaving, he seemed to feel something, and subconsciously looked up at the end of the night sky.

His face changed slightly, Yamato no Orochi muttered to himself: "Who the hell...is changing the rules of this pseudo-world?"

The pupils of the human body it possesses now suddenly turned golden yellow, and a strange smile hung on the corner of its mouth: "Could it be that... this world is what I deserve, and is it destined for me? Well, I couldn't match it back then." Izanagi and Izanami, now... why not give it a try!"

Yamato no Orochi finally disappeared into the wilderness.

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In Mo Xiaofei's opinion, the samurai and Master Nagato's house looks a little bit like the ancient scenic buildings in District 11 that he often sees on TV.

Wooden floors, corridors, courtyards and small ponds, twists and turns, you can even see servants kneeling on the ground to greet them.

It was already past midnight at this time, but Mo Xiaofei was very energetic, so he wasn't too sleepy.On the contrary, the eyes of Master Nagato in front of him were already bloodshot.

In addition to Master Nagato, there are also his younger brother Saburo, and his young son, Nagato Shinji.

Boom-!
The bamboo tube in the pond outside the house met the water flow, and finally hit it with a crisp sound.At the same time, the master Nagato in the house also slowly said: "Kojiroden, I don't know what you have thought about, do you plan to stay in Wasao Village temporarily? Once you can stay, after the matter is over, the Nagato family There must be a big reward!"

In Master Changmen's family, Mo Xiaofei knew more things than he knew from Bamboo.

First of all, the curse of the village did not exist all the time, but only during these six years.At first, the Nagato family did not sit still, but tried every means, but even the priestess of the local shrine had died, and it seemed that the Nagato family had truly succumbed to this curse.

Let’s not talk about whether the Nagato’s family really struggled against the problem, after all, there are many things that can’t be justified... It’s simply the request of the Nagato’s family now—lucky to all the cursed women in this village!
As long as Mo Xiaofei thinks about it, he will feel shuddering.

Although the curse started at the age of 14, which is a very wonderful age...but there is no upper limit for the curse! ! !How about a lot of old ladies! !
It's just crazy!
"Master Nagato." Mo Xiaofei quickly recalled the news about the curse he heard, and then said seriously: "After listening for so long, it seems that you haven't told me what the source of this curse is... A curse will not appear without a reason, there must be a reason for it."

"The matter is related to the secrets of my early rice village, and I really can't tell you." Master Nagato said slowly, but it meant to refuse, "Just answer me, Kojiroden, whether you are willing or not."

This is not a begging tone, but like an order.

Mo Xiaofei believes that everyone is equal, and he is very resistant to this class concept, so he directly shook his head and said, "I won't agree."

"I don't know what to do!" Shinji Nagato, who was sitting next to him, snorted coldly at this time, and then looked at Master Nagato, "Father, I have already said that this kind of out-of-village people just don't know how to work around, so there is no need to bother with them at all." Tongue, just tie it up!"

He jumped up all of a sudden, drew out his saber, and said proudly, "You are also a warrior, so you dare to accept my challenge! If you lose, you will stay!"

Mo Xiaofei opened his mouth, finally sighed, and complained: "Did I win, and then I will beat you all... because you want to say, you never thought that I could win?"

"Smart! But...can you win me?" Nagato Shinji snorted coldly.

"Routines! It's all routines!" Mo Xiaofei's head was full of black lines.

(End of this chapter)