The Uncanny Valley Travel Guide

However, there are really more and more petals, like the rich and fragrant snow falling from the sky.On a starless and moonless night, the streets are quiet and empty, and the elegantly shaped lanterns emit the hazy glow of the snowy moon, reflecting the blooming double cherry blossoms all over the street.On such a night, it is appropriate to have a chance meeting with a strange girl. The girl is holding a red umbrella, which depicts graceful flowers and cranes. She turns her head, her slender eyes are painted with a charming thin red, Smiling at the man under the cherry tree...

But at this time, there should be no flying flowers, nor should there be a beautiful meeting under the lamp. At this time, there should only be monsters with unfathomable strength, like ghosts and gods, wearing black clothes like mourning, chasing and killing trespassers from Awakihara intruder.

The girl's chuckle is like silver bells, echoing in all directions of the street. The laughter is high and low, like the monsters in the mountains playing and playing, playing hide-and-seek among the lush cherry blossoms, as if people can see their ankles made of frost and snow There are golden bells tied on the clothes, and if you step on the ground with bare feet, you can bloom a lotus flower-there is more than one girl.If a lost man strays into this place, he will not feel any fear of the unknown, he will only be fascinated by the laughter, and would rather pay the price of his life than abandon everything and chase after him desperately. Go up and find out.

Wen Zheliu had already led He Qin and quickly sneaked into the shadow of the building.

The city lord stopped his figure, and he stood in mid-air, murmuring like a dream but not a dream: "Who is it?"

The cherry blossoms are rippling like the sea, forming layer after layer of ripples in the wind, and the scattered petals are all gathered in mid-air, as if the spirit of the flowers and the moon has been condensed.The splendor of this moment surpasses all the magnificent scenery in the world. Twelve young girls emerge from the sea of ​​flowers, and the twelve beautiful flowers in full bloom are enough to burn the hearts of love in the world!

Even the city lord froze in place, as if lost in thought.

This is not a scene that mortals can imagine, nor is it a beauty that mortals can bear.

For normal people, an affair in daily life is already a happy event that cannot be expected.When going to work early in the morning, meeting a beautiful woman with charming eyes and enchanting figure on the street or on the tram can give social animals the strength to open social networking sites on the way off work after a tiring day, and start to sigh with emotion, "Fuck, I met a beautiful woman this morning. That's really, really beautiful."What if it was dusk in the twilight, or midnight when the lights were dim?What if the beauty you met was still wearing a gorgeous dress, with peach blossoms and crane feathers in her long hair?What if, under the dim lights, there are still grand cherry blossoms all over the street, and the wind blows like rain, reflecting her sweet smile and beautiful eyes looking forward?

... What if there were twelve beautiful girls smiling at you with dim lights, flowers falling like rain, and peerless make-up?

He Qin slowly pinched the wound on his shoulder, forcing it to close together with external force, and said in a low voice, "General Yuhua!"

——The sword is like a dream lore, the trump card that is never used easily, the all-powerful regiment composed of twelve girls, General Yuhua.

Few people know what their abilities are. Even in the city of new stars, the number of times Li Zhengqing used them can be counted on one hand. People only know that the power of this army is as impressive as their beauty. Heartbroken, they are like stunning thunderbolts. Under their lofty heights, they have the means of divine punishment. No one can resist their offensive and glory that crush the battlefield.

Unlike no one who is unable to move as a man after all, Li Zhengqing took them straight to the title of Guanjue Yangwu. In just one week, they were already the quasi-gods under the Taifu and Zhenxiu Xinzao. Even the veteran forces in the gods have to make way for them.

"Hexu Yangchunyu...the branches are full of fragrance." The city lord whispered, with admiration in his tone, as if he didn't go down to Abo Qiyuan to get rid of the two talents, but he just stepped on the falling flowers to go to Apoqiyuan. A world-renowned date.

A girl raised Gu Pansheng's bright eyes and said with a smile, "Where did the guests come from?"

The city lord said, "Come here to kill people."

One asked about the origin, and the other answered about the purpose. The conversation that was wrong with the bull's head unexpectedly continued.

Wen Zheliu hastily treated the wound on He Qin's shoulder. His sword is the most powerful in the world, and it seems that he was born with the madness of "slashing everything". Even if the sword is returned to him, the wound is still extremely difficult to heal.The cracked flesh had been spread out flatly to both sides, and the texture and blood vessels were completely severed, as if they had never been connected together.He Qin used the strength of the tiger's mouth to force the broken part to close, while Wen Zheliu poured a lot of high-level wound medicine on it, but it still didn't have much effect.

"Don't be afraid," He Qin said, "I hid quickly and didn't break my bones."

Sweat ran down Wen Zheliu's forehead: "What's going on, does it hurt? How could he... Is he really Izanami?"

"It's okay, a small injury, it doesn't hurt." He Qin said, with golden light shining in his pupils, he was still calm, "It's just a strange feeling that my knife... didn't hit anything."

"Missed?" Wen Zheliu was startled, "Missions are very rare, right? Either it's a visual error, or he has no entity, just a shadow, or a ghost... But my boomerang is indeed Hit something and he bounced it off."

"He's like a mirror," He Qin said, "but it's not a physical mirror, it's more like some kind of concept that controls 'refraction', a kind of mirrored field, he hides in it, and the tip of the knife pokes into it at the same time , will also protrude symmetrically."

What he said was abstract, but Wen Zheliu completely understood what he meant.

"Not only is it strong, it's also very tricky." He looked at the city lord who was confronting General Yanhua, "I'm careless."

At this time, another girl covered her mouth and smiled: "Killer? Only the king can decide the life and death of his subjects. Are you the king?"

"If you're not a king, you don't have the right to kill people?" The city lord sighed, "If the king's power is only to control life and death, wouldn't this king be too shabby?"

The girls giggled coquettishly and clustered in front of him: "A guest who likes to play dumb is not a good guest!"

"I don't understand, I don't understand, it's too profound!"

"Girls don't understand things that are too complicated. Girls are made up of flowers, spices and moonlight. The simpler the more beautiful, the guests are really puzzled!"

It's really like a group of innocent and pure female high school students, shyly and boldly gathered together, complaining that the dull boy in front of them doesn't understand the complicated and sensitive thoughts of girls in adolescence.But if someone stands close, they will find that their jade-like necks exposed under the kimono are shining with sharp golden light, as if wrapped in the silk-like skin, twelve murderous swords surge.

"Don't stop me," the city lord sighed softly, "You must know that destroying flowers is a fault that heaven and earth cannot tolerate."

The girls still smiled, beautiful smiles, tactful smiles, innocent smiles, and angry smiles, as if their whole lives were soaked in the best things in the world, and they didn't need any other expressions except laughter.

"Then, you are the lord of the city that never sleeps, a big man who is only under the prince!" One of them clapped his palms, as if he had only discovered the identity of the man in black in front of him now, "So, we can't be regarded as stopping you, god There are stories about you. They said that when they were about to become gods, you would summon them and tattoo various patterns on the backs of the gods. What about us? With our qualifications, Isn't it worth your shot?"

The city lord didn't answer, but they had already smiled and loosened their collars, stretching their wings like swans, with different postures, and they showed a piece of fragrant shoulders and jade necks in unison.The flashy and colorful silks and brocades, against the twelve white and crystal-clear colors, can make people lose their minds in an instant.

The kimono is a dignified piece of clothing, which symbolizes the Japanese traditional aesthetics for gentle, reserved, soft and kind women like Yamato Nadeko.The first person in history to be called Yamato Nadeko is the most beautiful woman in ancient Japan, Shizuozen, and the peerless dancer of the Heian Dynasty. When she was 14 years old, she was wearing a white dress and a golden black hat. While shaking her long sleeves, she chanted this song and danced in front of the Shenquan Garden. Even the heavens were impressed by her beauty and descended It was pouring rain.And it was five years later when she once again danced the dance that overwhelmed the dynasty as a dancer. At this time, she was the concubine of Minamoto Yoshitsune. Her husband was defeated in rebellion, and she was taken into Kamakura Hachiman of Minamoto Yoshitomo. Palace, was asked to perform dances at the National Games Sacrifice.So Jing Yuqian changed into a white dress again, and waved her arms and sleeves at the grand sacrificial ceremony, just like she sang today's song when she was 14 years old, singing "I miss you day and night, and the only time is in the dream", expressing Even if Minamoto Yoritomo is angered by her deep love for her husband, she doesn't feel afraid.

——Slender as a flower of Nadeshiko, strong as an unturnable stone, from then on, a steadfast woman like Shizuo Ozen began to be called Yamato Nadeko.However, General Yuhua is not Jing Yuqian, they don't even have the reserved and elegant manners required by Japanese traditions, they all flaunt themselves like enchantresses from the prosperous ancient Tang Dynasty across the sea, not bound by the kimono gift list, showing their beautiful beauty without any tweaking The body frankly ordered the city lord to come forward.

This is a trap, and everyone present knows it well.No one knows what kind of secrets are hidden in these seemingly defenseless girls, things that are too beautiful are often too dangerous.The city lord looked at them, his constantly changing face was full of emotions, and his thoughts could not be seen.

Wen Zheliu moved his nose, and he smelled a sharp murderous aura, pervading the night when the cherry blossoms were dancing.

"Tattoo selection takes time, and preparation also takes time." After a long confrontation, the city lord finally said, with an inexplicable smile in his voice, "The oiran election is approaching, and after three weeks, I will... go to you in person of."

His figure spread like water waves, and just disappeared in place.

After a long silence, He Qin said, "Let's go."

Wen Zheliu also felt strange: "He just left like this..."

The two of them crouched in the dark, looking at the figures of the generals. Of course, Wen Zheliu would not naively think that the monster suspected of Izanami, who could even deflect He Qin's saber, would do it for these twelve people. Intimidated by her beauty, she ran away in embarrassment in the middle of the night.In his eyes, this scene is more like a city lord's game. Chasing them to the vicinity of Yang's house is a game, ridiculing and ridiculing is a game, and being intercepted by General Yuhua is still a game. The purpose is to see what else they can do. Now that he has witnessed the stunning demeanor of the girls, he clapped his hands and left contentedly... But if Li Zhengqing hadn't rescued them, they would have had a tough fight tonight, and maybe even the plan to bear the humiliation and wear women's clothing for a week would have been lost. Soup.

"Where are Du Zijun and the others?" Wen Zheliu supported He Qin to stand up, "Should be all right?"

He Qin said: "What could happen to them, the biggest hidden danger has been led away by us..."

Before he could finish speaking, a large group of generals in the sky had already rushed over, staring at them with wide and curious eyes.

"Number one in the world..."

"And number two in the world..."

"I heard that the two of them are a couple..."

"Do you still want to hear about it? Look at the way they hug each other..."

Chirping, chirping, Wen Zheliu's face was stiff, facing so many beautiful faces that suddenly approached, even though she was used to seeing Long Ji, she couldn't help but tremble in her heart.

He Qin smiled helplessly, he straightened his body, the other hand still held Wen Zheliu's waist possessively, slightly tilted his weight towards him, and said gently: "You are here, where is Captain Li?"

Facing his molten gold pupils, the girls blushed quietly, and one of them replied: "Our team leader said that we will all be in a cooperative relationship in the future, and the little busyness tonight is nothing to worry about. As for what you said... What are you talking about?"

She scratched her hair and asked the girl next to her blankly.

"It's about voting, you idiot! The leader said that she will come down to discuss with you in person, tomorrow!"

"I'm not an idiot, you idiot!"

Seeing that a small quarrel was about to break out, Wen Zheliu suddenly saw two figures on the ups and downs of the eaves. Unsurprisingly, they were Du Zijun and Xie Yuanyuan. The two seemed to be carrying some big things. One after the other fell to the ground.

"How is it!" Du Zijun rushed over, "Did you..."

Sudden froze, the corners of his mouth twitched, he turned around quickly and left, and General Yanhua, who rushed over behind him, drowned like a sea tide, screaming in surprise: "Hey, why is it you! We wanted to come here a long time ago. I'm looking for you!"

"But there is no time, those ghosts are too annoying!"

Du Zijun staggered between the girl's body in embarrassment, and he couldn't let out a loud roar, so he was too noisy to get out of here, otherwise he would soon attract the ghost fighters from Yangwu... Although the commotion was already loud enough.

Xie Yuanyuan was startled, and stopped to watch in surprise. There was a big sack next to him. Wen Zheliu looked at it and found a human figure. He asked Xie Yuanyuan: "What did you bring back?"

Xie Yuanyuan looked back to see that He Qin was injured, and was shocked again: "Ah! Brother He, your shoulder... well, let's talk about this person when we go back. Anyway, the situation is very complicated."

When Du Zijun finally got rid of the entanglement of General Yanhua, the four of them sneaked back to the room together with the big | sack, the maids all retreated, Fang Xiangshi and Huihunxiang had already left, and they only sat on the table for They left a letterhead and wrote a few confessions such as honoring their mission.

Wen Zheliu didn't care about this, and quickly dragged He Qin to sit down, untied the wound he had treated hastily, and put on new props, bandages and hemostatic medicine. He Qin told what they found tonight, looked at his injury, Du Zijun and Xie Yuanyuan was silent for a while.

"It can hurt you. The strength of this city lord is not a ghost, but it is better than a ghost." He wiped off the makeup marks on his face, and didn't realize that there was a daylily flower randomly inserted in his hair. Xie Yuanyuan looked at it for a long time in fear. The first time I wanted to help him catch him, but I didn't seize the opportunity, "It's reasonable for you to guess that he is Izanami."

"But, that's a mythical character..." Xie Yuanyuan hesitated a bit, gesturing secretly with his fingers on the back of Du Zijun's head, "Izanami, how do you fight such an awesome character?"

He Qin waited for Wen Zheliu to finish bandaging, fed him a sip of water, and said, "Forget about that, what did you bring back tonight?"

Du Zijun twitched the corner of his mouth: "I was going to tell you."

He dragged the sack over and tore it apart, revealing a human face: "Look for yourself."

What kind of character is this that can make Du Zijun show such a subtle and unspeakable expression?

Wen Zheliu leaned over curiously, and it was okay not to look at it, but at a glance, the unswallowed tea in his mouth turned into a rainbow refracted by light and sprayed on the man's face.

He Qin: "..."

"Wait, this isn't... isn't this?!"

The man in the sack closed his eyes tightly, and there was a wrinkle of pain and discomfort between his brows. It was obvious that he was knocked out and carried back forcibly, but that black hair, deep-eyed and high-nosed facial features, and...

Wen Zheliu reached in and pawed hard twice, and pulled out a cross necklace with a naked woman nailed on it.

"...Oh my god! I cheated my father, isn't this the lover of the holy nun?!"

Facing his inconceivable questioning, Xie Yuanyuan nodded slowly and solemnly, and Du Zijun also nodded reluctantly.

"That's right," Xie Yuanyuan said, "Although I don't know why a priest like him would appear in such an unscrupulous place, he himself is still hanging around under the Taifu's tower, hehe, it's even more unscrupulous, so I told Sister made an agreement to knock him out first and bring him back..."

"Wait, wait, the focus is completely wrong, you!" Wen Zheliu grabbed his hair with great force, "It doesn't matter whether you are upright or not, what matters is that the world line is completely chaotic! He is here, then Where's the priest at the monastery? No, that's all?"

When several people were staring at each other, perhaps the tea spewed earlier had an effect. The monk groaned, the muscles on his face twitched, his brows frowned, and he slowly opened his eyes.

The color of these eyes is darker than that of Seresa and the Holy Son. The cornflowers are as thick as the blue cornflowers, which always remind people of the sky in the sea of ​​love, and think of many beautiful and untouchable things.

The man said blankly, "This is me... Where am I?"