Strange Anecdote of Sister Lin [Comprehensive]

It only took about ten minutes to go through the entry procedures, and Daiyu and Shesheng got the press cards specially used for hell.To their surprise, in the "Santuchuan" magazine, from the editor-in-chief down to the cleaners, they are all cats.Of course, there are still differences. In the relatively orthodox reporting department, the purebred cats in suits and leather shoes with serious expressions work, while the weekly magazines that publish lace news as their main business are relatively mixed breeds. Cat again.

Whether purebred or mixed, so-called cats are all cat-shaped beasts with two slender tails.Looking at the big or small, plump or slender, lazy or coquettish fluffy balls walking all over the ground, such a scene of heavenly happiness, the heartbeat of any female creature will slow down half a beat.

The most wonderful thing is that cats are exotic animals, and the composition of their fur is naturally different from that of real animals, which will not cause any allergic symptoms.

Daiyu put on her press card in a calm and breezy manner, she couldn't hold back, and finally picked up a passing cat, and rubbed it a few times in satisfaction.Being so favored by the beauty, the cat was not in a hurry to do anything, but took advantage of the situation and comfortably burrowed into her arms, with a long, soft "meow" in its small voice.

Where did Daiyu, who had to take medicine for cats and dogs when she was born, ever enjoyed such treatment?For a moment, he was so moved that the corners of his eyes turned red.

As a dog party, Shesheng is only loyal to his own Thunder Wolf. Facing the scene in front of him, he is not only unmoved, but also glances at her soft and happy expression from the corner of his eye, and silently complains in the bottom of his heart: "The cat party's resistance threshold is as fragile as paper."

As if sensing his thoughts, Daiyu put the cat back on the ground, her fair cheeks turned red from the excitement just now, and she said, "Let's go."

"What are you doing?" After being forcibly assigned a reporter position by his own father, he hurriedly traveled to another world just in time for a meeting. Although She Sheng was not completely ignorant of his current occupation, he was far away from it. Knowing nothing is almost a few lines away.As soon as Daiyu greeted her, she felt a rare daze for a moment.

"Didn't you listen to what I told Axiang on the way here?" Daiyu stroked her face, it was fine, it wasn't so hot anymore.

"Which sentence?" She Sheng became more and more at a loss.They came here by the Hell Express, and along the way, Daiyu and Axiang chatted a lot. For a while, Lord Ghost Lantern had one horn, and Axiang had two horns. Do all creatures in hell have horns? Is it hell? Is it also working five days and taking two days off? If so, where is the best place to go shopping together on weekends...

Daiyu's voice was as mellow and clear as Huanhuaxi's water, and Ah Xiang's voice was also soft and soft. Naturally, the voices of the two girls' conversations couldn't be hooked on anything unpleasant.But he couldn't stand the loose and lack of logic of the topic, and the building was crooked floor after floor. She Sheng only listened to the translation through the optical brain for a while, and then fell asleep completely in this hypnotic chatter.

Fortunately, he doesn't have the habit of snoring, otherwise he doesn't know how long he would be laughed at by the two girls.

Seeing that Xie Sheng was puzzled, Daiyu explained: "Ah Xiang introduced to me their famous sightseeing street in Hell, and a name that we all know well."

"Who?" Ah Xiang said countless names, and since She Sheng fell asleep early, she really didn't know which one Dai Yu was referring to.

Daiyu walked out first, and only left a name behind her. With two simple words, She Sheng was stunned: "Daji."

Who is Daji?Anyone who is familiar with a little bit of Chinese culture will know it.The peerless demon queen transformed by a nine-tailed fox demon who has practiced for thousands of years, the extravagance of the wine pool and the meat forest, the bloody cruelty of the cannonball, the heart-wrenching, forcing the flying tiger, the world of the illustrious businessman sinks and peels off under her smiling eyes.The Shang army was defeated in the First Battle of Muye, and the last monarch, King Zhou, was killed in Lutai, and the trace of this peerless queen was also lost to oblivion along with the fire that poured down the country.However, the legends about her did not fade all at once. Instead, they continued to spread as the stories were interpreted by all parties.

Not only that, but according to legend, Hua Yangtian, the favorite concubine of the Indian prince Mashiro, and Tamamomae, the favorite concubine of the Japanese Emperor Toba, are her incarnations.Such a beauty who is always connected with the rise and fall of the dynasty, who would have thought that after she submerged, she would actually open a black-hearted brothel full-time butchers in the flower street of Japan's Hell?

"Anyway, every time in the present world, she is a concubine who overwhelms the country, and now she is the head of a brothel. No matter how you think about it, she feels that she has lost her price." She Sheng thought, "Could it be an impostor?"

Thinking like this, he also expressed his doubts on the way to the Hell of the Congregation.But Daiyu didn't care at all: "It doesn't matter if it's real or an impostor. Since she bears this name, she also inherits the character of 'a beautiful woman with nine tails'. What we want is just this name." , As for whether the core is right or not, who cares?" There was a slight smile on her lips, but there was no smile at the bottom of her smoky eyes, "Just like Hua Yangtian, Daji, and Yuzaoqian, Whether they are the same fox demon, whether they are the demon concubine who brought disaster to the country, or how much of the calamity that caused the country to fall was caused by their failure... Who cares?"

"In this world, isn't it just a lively name?"

Xi Sheng did not agree with her vague and indifferent demeanor.But looking into her eyes, he couldn't say a word of rebuttal.

All doubts about the authenticity of Daji's identity disappeared the moment he saw the deity.

"Reporters from "Santuchuan Weekly" don't go chasing after the little stars to do lace news, but come to my 'Flower Cutting Cooking Fox Yuqian', what can they do? Looking for fun?" The woman leaned on the couch, Asking in a manly voice, he threw aside the business card held between his fingers, and slowly raised his face.As she raised her eyes, Daiyu and Xie Sheng could clearly see her delicate red lips, her sharp pupils of pale glaze, and her two twisted eyebrows.Her curled hair was like dark clouds, half of her sky blue skirt was hanging down the side of the couch, it was as soft as a beaded curtain swaying in a dream.

Regardless of whether she is the real Daji or not, she is so beautiful and charming, she can really be called "Daji"—unbiasedly, she is the most favorite plump, sexy and charming beauty in the traditional aesthetics of the Silver family.

She Sheng was stunned for a moment, Daji's eyes lit up when she saw his appearance, and then she saw the expression of Daiyu standing beside him clearly, she sat up, and yawned boredly: "That's never the case. I’ve never seen someone bring their girlfriends to have fun together—are young people these days so good at having fun?”

Daiyu knew that she had misunderstood the relationship between herself and Shesheng, and her thin skin couldn't help showing a reddish annoyance, and she said seriously: "Miss Daji, don't misunderstand the relationship between me and my partner, and don't misunderstand our visit The purpose of this. We are here to invite Ms. Daji to complete a plan." As he spoke, he took out the notepad, turned to a certain page, and handed it over.

The technological level of her and Xie Sheng's original world is much more developed than here.People in the original world have long been accustomed to the communication and transmission between optical and brain, and almost no one uses ancient recording media such as paper, pen and ink, but the latter is the usual recording tool in this world.Even if the document is made with an optical brain, it cannot be expected that people here will read it.Therefore, on the train when she came here, Daiyu had no choice but to hastily write out a concise plan with the pen and paper allotted to her by the magazine.Fortunately, she is a lover of ancient calligraphy, and these ancient recording tools are easy for her to use.Moreover, the calligraphy is beautiful, and a few slender and vigorous bamboo branches are drawn in the blank space. Not only does the whole plan not appear rough and sloppy, but it reveals a romantic and romantic feeling.

"The selection of the top ten charismatic men in hell, invite me to be a judge?" After reading the plan, Daji returned the notepad to Daiyu, with a half smile, "The charm of the 'Mr. Charming' you mentioned is not what I thought of That kind?"

"Exactly..." Daiyu smiled slightly.

Even though personal aesthetics are very different, Xie Sheng, who is on the sidelines, has to admit that she has such a light-hearted appearance, which has a kind of unintentional and clear beauty, which is not inferior to the plump and beautiful Daji.However, the next sentence she uttered lightly shattered the appreciation in Xi Sheng's heart.

She said: "I would like to invite Ms. Daji to be the judge, and the ones chosen are the 'Top Ten Winners of Hell'."

"Oh ho ho ho ho ho—" Daji let out a series of shrill laughter that was incompatible with her glamorous appearance, "This is really a topic that can't be stopped!"

It's a clichéd topic, but one that certainly appeals to a wide range of female and male readers.The difference is that the former is the excitement of gearing up, while the latter is the gnashing of resentment, contempt, and secret envy—one can never expect too much from the general taste of men and women.Shesheng was bored thinking about it, and hearing Daji's excited soaring laughter, and Daiyu's rustling of taking notes like flying, sleepiness flooded into his brain like a flood.

Feeling bored to the point of falling asleep, he stood up and turned on the camera assigned to him by the magazine.

As Daiyu judged, besides keeping dogs, his hobbies are so monotonous that they are almost lacking.It's just that the former ancient martial arts instructor Xi Mie Tianlai is a visual make-up enthusiast. He spends every three days painting some makeup that challenges the limit of human visual endurance.As Xi Mie Tian Lai's disciple, She Sheng couldn't hide from his tutor in his daily life, so he was forced to cultivate professional-level photography skills above the first-hand level.

The cameras issued by the magazines could only be found in museums in his era. Fortunately, Xie Sheng has a clear intuition on the machine, but after playing with it a few times and trying to take a few indoor photos, he is already Familiar with the performance of this antique machine.He pointed the camera at Daji, adjusted the angle, and started his first shooting task since he was born.

The author has something to say: She Sheng: How could Daji go to hell in Japan to open a brothel?It's too cheap, it must be fake!Huh?It's a beauty to my taste!

Daji (pupils glowing): How to catch a winner?I am a professional in this matter!

Xie Sheng: ...actually I didn't say what I said earlier.