Sword Saint Priest and Lolita Priestess

“9、8、7、6、5........”

Yu Zhongming began to count down.

Inada Hime's face flushed red, but he still didn't think of the next word until the number counted down to 0.

Yu Zhongming looked at her complacently, and his voice was full of sarcasm: "Oh! Oh! Dear Ji Ming, I think it's not that you can't think of words, but that you suddenly can't remember, right?"

"Of course..." Inada Hime said hesitantly: "I... the daughter of Qingshui Inada's family... how can I be so stupid, I can't even think of words to praise the sea?" not come out."

"That's right, that's right!" Yu Zhongming agreed with her with a smirk: "Then how about giving Master Ji Ming another minute. Think of another word?"

After finishing speaking, before Inada Himing could speak, he started counting down on his own.

"60, 59...."

As the countdown number got closer to 0, Inada Himomi's expression became more and more ugly.

“10、9、8、7、6.......”

Am I really going to be called an idiot?

Obviously this title belonged to Ning Ningqin before! !

Her little head turned left and right, trying to find a way to get rid of this title.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up.

Saori Asakura, Sara Honma, and Ning Ning Mitsui came out of the changing room of the House of the Sea with Daifuku Odami and Shikigami Bugu.

Tears welled up in the corners of Inada Himae's eyes, and ran towards Saori Asakura, crying with his head down.

While running, he said: "Yazhi, Saori! Yu Zhongming is bullying me again."

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Asakura Saori glared at Yu Zhongming, and said helplessly: "Mr. Ming, you are not young anymore, you are already 18 years old this year. Why are you still playing this kind of game with Ji Ming? How old are you! Can you be more mature? ?”

"Oh~! Sorry!" Yu Zhongming smiled and apologized without sincerity.

Then Shaori Asakura said to Inada Himing bitterly: "And you, dear Ji Ming, next time Ming-kun still says something provocative to you, don't bother him. You know that you really want to Why do you accept Mingjun's provocation without words of praise, you are so easy to ridicule!"

"Okay, okay! Let's share the big watermelon. Don't talk about this."

Ning Ning suddenly interjected from the side.

She did not know where to get a huge watermelon, and Dafu Dashen slumped on the watermelon, lazily saying "呀~oh, eh~oh".

"How do you eat this watermelon?" Inada Himomi quickly recovered from Asakura Saori's words, and she stared at the watermelon with sparkling eyes.

"Of course it's watermelon." Ning Ning replied without hesitation: "When you talk about the beach, isn't it just watermelon?"

"Then which one should we play?" Yu Zhongming asked with a smile, "Is it easy? Or difficult?"

"Huh? There are simple and difficult ways to beat watermelon?" Inada Himomi said sarcastically, "You're not playing tricks again, are you, Lolicon Priest."

Yu Zhongming gave her a sideways look: "Don't interrupt, idiot. Beating watermelon has a long history. If you don't know, don't talk nonsense, it's too revealing of your knowledge."

"Hey?" Mitsui Ningning asked curiously: "Is there a historical connection to beating watermelons?"

Yu Zhongming looked around at the little girls around, and found that everyone was looking at him with curious eyes.

Then he coughed, cleared his throat, and began to speak slowly: "It is said that in the ancient days of Middle-earth, Xuanyuan, the first ancestor of humanities, and Jiuli Jiang, the ancestor of ancient soldiers, competed in the Central Plains together. Among them, Jiuli Jiang, the ancestor of ancient soldiers, often Before the war, the sinner was buried in the sand, only his head was exposed, and then he was beaten to death with a mace on the head, so that the opponent could see the cruel scene and lose the fighting spirit. This barbaric pre-war sacrificial method has been passed down to the In the Middle Ages, because it was too cruel, Wuxing Wang Langya Wolong changed the human head into a watermelon."

"This sacrificial ceremony was spread from Middle-earth to the Japanese archipelago in the Middle Ages. We used it as a way to sacrifice to the sea god. So every time we go to the beach, we break the watermelon blindfolded as a sacrifice to make the sea god happy."

Chapter 80 Watermelon Ceremony, Happy Ending Today (End of Volume [-])

"Huh? Why did the sacrifice on the military formation become a sacrifice to the Sea God?" Honma Sharo asked suspiciously.

Such a ritual conversion is usually not possible, the gap between the two priesthoods is too great.

Yu Zhongming explained: "In ancient times, the god of the army formation of the Japanese archipelago was not Hikohohidemisun (Hachiman Great God), but one of the three noble sons, Susanoo's life. And Susanoo's life was ordered at the same time Manage Haiyuan. So it is both the god of the sea and the god of war. That’s how this ritual has changed.”

He laughed and said casually, "Actually, when this ritual was first introduced to Japan, there was another way to play it?"

"What?" Inada Himomi asked.

"That is to bury a watermelon on one side and a real human head on the other side --- usually let the criminal do it. The executor is blindfolded, holds a big stick in his hand, and is guided by the person next to him. If the watermelon is hit , indicating that the life of the criminal is not worthy of death. And if the criminal is hit, the body will be thrown into the sea as a sacrifice to the sea god." Yu Zhongming said the cruel ancient rules, and at the same time glanced at Inada Hime Ming.

She jumped up like a kitten with fried fur, and hid behind Saori Asakura.

"Don't scare Ji Mingqin." Asakura Saori helplessly criticized Yu Zhongming again: "Don't talk to her when you talk."

"No problem." Yu Zhongming smiled kindly, and said to Mitsui Ningning: "Dear Ningning, do you want to play watermelon?"

"Of course, leave it to me!" Mitsui Ningning patted his swollen chest, doing his part.

Yu Zhongming took the watermelon, spread a layer of light blue canvas on the beach, and put the watermelon on it.

Ask Shazhi to cover Ning Ningqin with a white cloth to cover her eyes, and bring her to a place about ten meters away from the watermelon.

Yu Zhongming gave a smirk, and suddenly forced Ning Ning to spin hundreds of times.

It wasn't until her eyes were spinning and her feet were softening that she stopped moving.